Wednesday Night War
With Phil Stevens and Steven Phillips
September 10, 2008
Live From Bradley Center - Milwaukee, Wisconsin
We go love on air with pyro exploding all over the Bradley Center in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. We go ringside with Phil and Steve.
Steve: Welcome to Wednesday Night War!! Tonight is slated to be a huge event!
Phil: With not one, not two, but three title defenses all in one night... Huge is an understatement!
Steve: We have Kyle Murphy defending the Television Title against Dameon!
Phil: They have been going back and forth all last month and finally meet up.
Steve: The Guyver defends the United States title he won at Chaos Theory against Nirvana!
Phil: This is a rematch from two weeks ago and should definitely be good.
Steve: And in the main event... Connor MacDaddy challenges Big T for the World Heavyweight Title in a barb wire steel cage!
Phil: Connor got the title match but then got challenged to the barb wire steel cage by Big T. That should be a war all within one battle.
The lights around the arena all go off along with the SFT-tron fading to darkness.
Steve: What the hell is this?
After a few moments of nothing, the green and white strobe lights begin to go off around the entrance underneath the SFT-tron as three green searchlights start to circle around the arena.
Some kind of evidence,
Rayn walks out from the entrance, standing right above the green and white strobes going off around the entrance as the rest of the arena stays dark except for the green search lights. He looks downwards for a moment, before looking up towards the ring.
Somewhere in this dying day,
A spotlight shines down on him as he starts to walk down the ramp way. He gets to the ring, before pausing for a moment looking around the arena. He then walks over to the stairs and steps up them slowly, before walking across the ring apron and coming to the turnbuckle. He climbs up to the second, then raises his right arm up above his head for a moment. He lowers his arm before droping down to the apron, and climbing into the ring between the ropes.
Amanda Summers: Weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds, he is the former SFT World heavyweight champion, and former one half of the SFT tag team champions... RAYN!
Rayn walks across the ring, to the opposite turnbuckle. He steps up on the second rope, looking out at the crowd as he raises his right arm into the air again. He holds this pose for a moment, before lowering his arm and hoping down off the ropes. He heads over to the side of the ring to grab a waiting mic. He paces the ring, holding a folded up piece of paper in his hands. He pauses for a moment, looking at the crowd giving him mixed reactions.
Phil Stevens: Seems like the former champ has something to say...
Steve Phillips: Wonder what he's holding there...
Rayn turns his head, looking towards the two announcers. He walks over to the ropes, looking at the two sitting behind the table.
Rayn: Hey, twiddle dee and twidle dumb, do both yourselves a favor and keep both your mouths shut...
The crowd boos a little bit, as the announcers look at each other, slack jawed. Rayn walks back to the center of the ring, looking out at the crowd.
Rayn: Three months, since I've returned to SFT. Three months, that I've gone once again from the bottom of the barrel, to the top of the mountain. I beat T.K. Money, for the Intercontinental championship, than successfully defended that title against Twilight. After that, Dameon and myself had a bit of a falling out, I found a new, and better, tag team partner and entered the tag team tournament. The first round, expected to weed out the hacks, the posers, the losers. The first round, Rayn of Destiny, takes out Jared Mayer and Havoc, in what many people will call an upset victory...
The crowd continues to randomly boo, however the consensus of the crowd is lost in a mixed reaction, no one knowing what will be said next.
Rayn: Call it what you will, it's still fact. Then, in one night that many people felt was a bit much for one person to handle, I was booked in two matches at the Hotter Than Hell pay per view. It was that night, I solidified my dominance in this company, by capturing the tag team titles along with my partner Reno, then going on to a long over due world title shot. In what would also be called an upset victory, I defeated Annika Reizeger, and captured the world championship, the entire time, remaining undefeated since my return. Now, it seems that there are some people there in the back, that think everyone on the roster deserves to get a shot at the world championship. Well, I'm going to let each and every one of you know, that if there is anyone in this company that deserves a world title match right now, it's the man standing in the ring before you.
The crowd starts to boo for a moment, before Rayn manages to calm them down with some hand gestures...
Rayn: Now, I know Connor's getting a title shot, I'm assuming it's out of pity, the guy should be in a retirement home by now. I've heard that besides him, I'm under consideration for another shot, along with Nirvana, Kyle Murphy, Annika, and the Intercontinental champion Myris. Now I'm not going to take anything away from them, they are all deserving, but unfortunatly there's a waiting list, and if you're too damn impatient, then you need to get the hell out of here. Now...
The crowd begins to boo Rayn again, after droping the list of names all being considered for matches. He waits though, biting his tongue as the crowd continues to show it's displeasure.
Rayn: It's common knowledge that the SFT has a monthly awards program, something to work for towards the yearly awards, and for the last two months, I have been Wrestler of the Month. That's right, me. Wonder why? Because I'm that damn good. Now while it may state that in the month of August, Big T and myself are tied for Wrestler of the Month, I just can't agree with that. Since I've been back, I've faced each and every opponent by myself. In our tag team matches, it was Reno Destiny and myself, against the world. I don't have to use any underhanded tactics, I don't have to run when I'm being beaten, I don't have to rely on anyone else to beat anybody in this company, that's just simple fact. Now, for the climax of this little moment...
One half of the crowd starts chanting for Rayn to leave, as the other half begins chanting at the rest of the crowd to shut the hell up. Rayn simply smirks in the ring, before continuing on.
Rayn: What I have in my hands, is a contract, for a world championship match, against Big T. Now, yes, it is possible for him to lose the championship to Connor tonight, but I somehow don't see that happening. The reason I don't see that happening, is because just like at Chaos Theory, just like how I lost the world title, one of Big T's little bitches is going to come out and help T. Either Dameon or Guyver, chances are it's Dameon, are going to come out here, distract Connor, and keep their glorious leader with the title. Now, this contract in my hands, is for a cage match. Not only is it for a cage match, but if you could actually read the fine print on page two, it would state that should anyone, on either side, interfere, and they will be fired on the spot.
The one half of the crowd that doesn't care for Rayn stays silent as the other half starts to clap and cheer for him.
Rayn: The reason this is in this contract, is because Big T... YOU CAN'T BEAT ME!
A gigantic mixed reaction rumbles through the arena, many people booing, in support for Big T, while the other half is agreeing with Rayn completely. Rayn nods his head, while looking around the arena before continuing.
Rayn: Look at the facts T, look at them. Rayn of Destiny against Big T and Ace, what happens? Your team gets the win, because one of these ancient SFT retards wanted to come in and have a problem with Ace. You didn't pin me, you didn't beat me, Radiant won the match for you based on a technicality. Yeah, it may be in the books and records, but each and every single one of these people knows the truth. The numbers in the books don't matter to them. What matters is the blood we shed, performing for them. What matters to them is the passion we have for what we do, something that we obviously don't share. Then, at Chaos Theory, many many times it seemed like one of us wasn't going to make the ten count. Then, in the last moments, when you got in the ring and distracted the ref, it took Dameon, the fresh man out of the three of us, to come down and put his boot upside my head, when I had already gotten to my feet. In fact, I have the video right here, watch...
We cut to the SFT-tron, and after a moment of darkness, the images come to the screen...
Just then Dameon runs out with kendo stick in hand. He looks like he is about to blast Rayn in the head but Big T rolls out of the ring and stops Dameon before he can hit Rayn.
JC: Why would Big T stop Dameon from helping him?
Big T takes the kendo stick from Dameon and he points to the back.
RW: I think Big T wants Dameon to go back to the locker room.
The ref comes out to the floor and tells Dameon to go backstage. Big T turns around and Rayn catches him with a kick to the gut and Big T drops the kendo stick into Rayn’s hand. Rayn swings the kendo stick hard but Big T ducks and Rayn spins around. When Rayn spins all the way around Big T takes a step back and then blasts Rayn in the jaw with a Game Over!
JC: GAME OVER!! GAME OVER!!
Dameon sees the Game Over as it happens and begins to walk backstage. The ref turns around and sees Rayn and begins his count.
Ref: 1!
Ref: 2!
Ref: 3!
Ref: 4!
Ref: 5!
Ref: 6!
RW: I don’t know if he’s going to get up this time.
Ref: 7!
JC: Rayn is beginning to stir!
Ref: 8!
RW: Rayn is almost up.
Ref: 9!
Rayn is about to get to his feet when Big T distracts the ref. Dameon quickly runs back down the ramp way and Dameon puts his boot right in Rayn’s face, dropping Rayn back down to the floor. Dameon hides under the ring and the ref turns around and sees Rayn still down.
Ref: 10!
The ref calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
RW: He did it!! Big T did it!!
JC: Big T has just won the World Heavyweight Championship here in SFT for the first time in his illustrious career!
RW: He can’t believe it!!
We cut back from the images to the arena, with Rayn still in the center of the ring...
Rayn: So here's the deal T... I don't give one damn about who the guys in the offices want to throw you next, if I have to hospitalize the entire roster, in order to make sure I get my rematch, then that's what I'm going to do. This little contract in my hands...
Rayn is cut off as "You Don't Know" hits up and out walks the SFT World Heavyweight Champion, with the title over his left shoulder, "The Icon" "The Legend" Big T. The crowd is exploding with cheers and boos, but as always Big T could careless. He stays at the top of the staging with a mic in his hand. The music cuts out.
Big T: You know Rayn, I thought you named yourself Rayn because of the pain you rain down upon people. Turns out it's the whining and the tears raining from your eye balls.
Half the crowd laughs. Rayn goes to say something but is cut off immediately.
Big T: Shut up Rayn! Everyone in this arena has sat here and listened to you run your mouth, now it's the champs turn. You come out here and say...
Rayn cuts off Big T Right Back.
Rayn: I say shut the hell up. I say you're dodging the bullet, I say you're a false champion T. I mean, do you honestly expect anyone to believe that little stint, you telling Dameon to back off as though you could actually beat me by yourself? Because you can't and you know it...
Rayn trails off, leaving the air open for a reply. He holds his arms out to his sides, waiting for Big T to speak.
Big T: Rayn, I think if we both know that it was only a matter of time before I was the last man standing. I ran you rugged all night long. The sands of time were falling a rapid speed in Minneapolis on your title reign. And that you know!!!
The crowd remains mixed with their reaction.
Big T: Now I see you got a little clipboard in your hand with a contract for a rematch against yours truly for the title in a steel cage so nobody may interfere on either one of our behalfs. Bottom line Rayn is after tonight I might not even be World Champion. That's doubtful as I'm going to mess Connor up real bad and make him bleed until he can't bleed anymore. So here's the deal... If I do leave War tonight as STILL World Heavyweight Champion, on Slaughter I will sign your little contract.
The crowd applauses the fact that Big T is willing to accept all challengers. Big T takes a few steps down the ramp, getting closer to the ring.
Big T: But the catch is this, if somehow that old bastard does take this strap from around my waist, I still want you inside of a steel cage. So what do you say, Rayn?
Rayn looks around for a moment, noting the interest of the crowd, still a mixed reaction through out. Rayn takes a few more seconds, thinking before bringing the mic to his lips.
Rayn: If you people want to see Rayn and Big T, in a cage match to finally settle this once and for all... MAKE SOME NOISE!!!
The crowd errupts through out the arena. Rayn looks around at each side of the arena. He starts to nod his head, agreeing with the crowd in attendance.
Rayn: Well, we all know it's not going to happen tonight, but you're on Big T. I'll have my lawyers change this contract a bit, and I'll have it delivered to you later. But still, I don't see any reason why we have to wait...
Rayn takes a seat on the middle rope, wedging the top rope above his shoulder. The crowd starts to cheer a bit as Rayn taunts Big T.
Rayn: Come on T, you didn't have a problem beating me in the tag match, or in the last man standing match, so why don't we have our words right now?
Rayn get's up off the ropes, walking back to the center of the ring.
Rayn: Oh, that's right, you're in a match against Connor... I forgot that people like you have to worry about the uprising seniors from the retirement homes...
Just as it looks like Big T is about to enter the ring and brawl with Rayn, "Return of the Mack" hits and Superior Staffer Anthony Jesus shows up on the StrikeTron. His music continues to play, but softly.
Anthony Jesus: Ladies and gentlemen, greetings and salutations. Big T and Rayn, if you two put your hands on each other here tonight you will never ever face each other again. Not for the title or for respect or anything. So I suggest that you both calm down. Now I have here with me a contract that has been signed by Shadow and one Mikheil Jarvis. As most know Mikheil Jarvis won the right to face the champion, whoever it may be, after he won the Lethal Lottery tournament. This contract is for next week on here on War. Whoever leaves tonight as World Heavyweight Champion will defend the belt next week against Mikheil Jarvis. So boys, I suggest you hold off on any contract signings for now. And one other thing before I continue to do business, Jared Mayer versus Nathan Gust is canceled. Good night!
Jesus disappears leaving Rayn and Big T staring each other down. Rayn points at Big T, saying something to the champ before "Sun Doesn't Rise" blares across the speakers as Big T heads to the back, leaving Rayn in the ring. Big T vanishes behind the curtain, as Rayn continues to stand in the ring. He leans up against the ropes, looking down towards the floor. He looks at the mic, then walks back into the middle of the ring as his music dies down a bit, playing softly in the back ground.
Rayn: I... am not... finished.....
Rayn tosses the mic over his shoulder as there is a thud and his music kicks back up. He rolls out the ring under the bottom rope, heading towards the back with a determined look on his face, and contract in hand...
Some kind of reason,
Why I can't find a way,
To begin my life
If I can only find a way for my escape,
I find it hard to concentrate with all my past mistakes,
TO BEGIN MY LIFE!
A Pimp Named Slickback vs. The Lion
Standard Match
We come back live to War and A Pimp Named Slickback is already in the ring.
Steve: Slickback had a rough go in his first match but this P.I.M.P. is ready to take it to a whole another level.
The Jumanji theme hits the PA as Lion walks out, bearing his chest and staring proudly into the horizon. As he walks down to the ring a loud Lion's roar is heard. His walk is staggered and timid, as if stalking prey. He then climbs onto the apron just by stepping onto it, he then steps over the ropes and into the ring. From there, he waits and Slickback is acting like Lion isn’t even a bother to him.
Phil: Slickback is one cocky son of a…
Steve: …nice lady!
The ref calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Phil: Here we go!
Slickback is tall but not as tall as Lion who towers at 6’10”. Lion tries to grab Slickback but Slickback ducks out of Lion’s reach. Lion comes back around and goes for Slickback who again gets away. Lion makes a move to his left and when Slickback goes to his right Lion makes a quick move back to his right and grabs Slickback.
Steve: It’s about to become hard for a pimp.
Lion drives his forearm down upon Slickback’s back. Slickback to his credit only drops to one knee but bounces right back up. Lion drives his forearm down on Slickback’s back again and Slickback drops down to both knees. Lion kicks Slickback in the side of the head and Slickback drops to the mat. Lion stomps Slickback in the gut and then Lion picks Slickback up and hits a powerful body slam that makes Slickback bounce off the mat.
Phil: Lion is a giant in the land of men.
Steve: Yeah well that slam had a lot of power behind it.
Lion brings Slickback to his feet and hits a short-arm clothesline.
Phil: Lion is going to pull Slickback a part limb by limb.
Lion brings Slickback back to his feet immediately and lifts him up over his head and Lion drops Slickback chest first down to the mat. Lion gets down on the mat, rolls Slickback over onto his back and covers him.
Steve: 1! … 2! …
Phil: Not quite yet!
Steve: Give credit to Slickback to be able to kick out with a 350lb plus man on him.
Lion is on one knee when Slickback kicks him in the face a couple times. Slickback does a back roll and is on his feet. Slickback hits a double axe handle smash on Lion’s back. Slickback bounces off the ropes and hits a sitdown dropkick to Lion’s face. Slickback drops his knee across the forehead of Lion before going for a pin.
Steve: 1! … 2!
Lion kicks out with a lot of power, sending Slickback up enough so he could land on his feet. Slickback goes out to the apron and climbs to the top rope. Slickback comes off the top rope with double axe handle to the face of Lion.
Phil: Slickback seems to be going for the face of Lion.
Steve: Well in the world of pimps when your ho gets out of line you gotta raise up your pimp hand and load it up with baby powder and slap a ho in the face. Or so I saw in the movie How High.
Slickback goes back up to the top again and waits for Lion to get up.
Phil: Steve you are sad little white man and Slickback may have found the one weak spot of Mr. Kingston.
Lion is getting up and Slickback flies off the top but Lion catches him. Lion flips Slickback onto his shoulders and drops down to the mat with a samoan drop.
Steve: Now that was unadulterated power Lion just used to squash Slickback.
Lion stands up and stands in one of the corners. He squats down some and is just waiting for Slickback to get up.
Phil: Lion is Stalking his Prey right now and that’s Slickback.
Slickback is pulling himself up using the ropes. Slickback staggers around to face Lion who is charging at Slickback. Slickback side steps Lion’s attempt at Stalking the Prey and Lion hits the turnbuckle with his shoulder. Lion staggers around and Slickback goes for a suplex. Slickback can’t get Lion up at all. Lion drives his knee into Slickback’s gut and hits a nasty sambo suplex, driving Slickback into the mat.
Phil: Lion with a pin!
Steve: 1! … 2! … 3!
Phil: It’s over! Lion caught Slickback and picked up the win.
Jumanji theme hits up and the ref raises Lion’s hand.
The Lion
We cut backstage where we see former SFT champion Rayn walking through the hallways, looking at what we could only assume is the new contract his lawyers write up. He continues walking, looking up every few moments to watch where he's going.
Rayn: Let's see...
He continues walking as he reads it out loud.
Rayn: Hmm, cage match, no interference or they'll be fired... Should Big T still have the world championship, it will be on the line, if not however it shall just remain a normal cage match. I like it...
Rayn stops walking, he looks up at the camera for a moment, before taking off his sun glasses and looking to his right. The camera pans over, showing a door that reads "Dangerous X". Rayn looks down at the ground for a moment, before turning towards the door. He holds the contract up against the door at eye level with his left hand. His right hand reaches behind his back, pulling something out. Before the camera has a chance to see it, Rayn swings his arm back up, then forward onto the contract, shanking the contract to the door with a bowie knife.
Rayn: Maybe he'll get the point....
Rayn walks off, leaving the knife pinned contract on the door...
Nathan Gust vs. Jared Mayer
Standard Match
MATCH SCRATCHED!!!
NO CONTEST
Dameon vs. Kyle Murphy
Standard Match - Television Title
We cut to the center of the ring where ring announcer Amanda Summers is standing with a microphone.
Amanda Summers: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Television championship!
Phil: Alright Television title time!
Steve: Wow you are enthused.
Phil: Why shouldn’t I be?
"Hate Me" begins to ring throughout the arena, the lights dim, blue and white strobe lights flash around the entrance while smoke fills the whole stage. The beat picks up as the lights turn from their original nice colors to a darker red much like blood. Dameon bursts through the curtains with kendo stick in hand, using the kendo stick as almost a shade he peers out into the audience taking in all the boo's and cheer's as fuel for his match. Dameon begins to saunter down the ramp pointing his kendo stick around at different fans, as he reaches the halfway point of the ramp the lights in the arena come back on.
Amanda Summers: And the challenger making his way down to the ring first, weighing in at 265 pounds . . . DAMEON!
Dameon starts to make his way around the ring, he spies a few fans holding random signs and screaming his name, he walks over to them and grabs a couple of shoulders, pulling himself up on the guard rail, the fans cheer, showing their appreciation to a wrestler that acknowledges them. Dameon jumps down from the guardrail, turns to the ring, slides in, and works his way to the far corner, and sets his kendo stick down on the apron for safe keeping. He then begins to loosen up his wrists while crouching in the corner waiting for the Television champ. “Hate Me” quickly fades out.
Phil: Man this guy is amped up for this match.
Steve: Hey championship gold is championship gold.
"Enter Sandman" by Metallica hits the loudspeakers and green and gold pyro erupt at the stage area. Kyle Murphy walks out, with Fireball at his side. Murphy has the TV Championship over his shoulder. He and Fireball walk down the ramp. At ringside Kyle leaps to the top of the steps, and then walks to the middle of the apron before stepping into the ring.
Amanda Summers: And his opponent, weighing in at 275 pounds, he is the Television champion . . . KYLE MURPHY!
Going to one corner, he climbs to the second rope and holds the Television Championship over his head. The crowd continues to roar, and Murphy steps down off the second rope. He holds up the championship one more time then hands it to the referee. The ref shows Dameon and then the crowd before walking over to the ropes and handing it over to a stage hand.
Phil: This should be a nice match. Both men eager to scale a top the SFT mountain, for Murphy again.
Steve: Yep. Let’s get this mother started.
The referee brings both men to the center of the ring and talks to them for a moment. They both nod to whatever it is he is saying. He acknowledges their understanding and calls for the bell. Just before the bell sounds though . . .
Phil: What’s this?
Just before the bell sounds we hear the voice of Superior Staffer Anthony Jesus. We see him on the StrikeTron.
Anthony Jesus: Dameon... Kyle Murphy... I have heard you two talk trash to each other each and every week. It seems that you both seem to think you’re hardcore or extreme as some people may put it. So I’m changing the match to a hardcore rules match. This means no disqualifications, no countouts, anything goes, weapons are encouraged, and just to see how interesting it gets, let's make it an anywhere's fall as well. Have fun kicking the crap out of each other!
With that Jesus fades off the StrikeTron and we go back to the ring.
Steve: Alright!
Phil: Anything goes people!
With those words Kyle Murphy looks over at Dameon with a confused look on his face. Dameon smiles before darting back behind him and grabbing his kendo stick up off the mat. Kyle Murphy holds up his hands pleading Dameon not to hit him with the kendo stick. Dameon takes a step forward lightly bobbing the kendo stick up and down off the palm of his other hand. Suddenly Murphy turns around and heads for the ropes frantically. He steps halfway through them before Dameon is able to crack him over the back with the kendo stick echoing a loud smack sound. Murphy holds his back and flops onto the ring apron then out of the ring and onto the mat outside. Dameon falls to his knees and rolls out of the ring after him. Murphy begins crawling away on his elbows as Dameon hits him again. Murphy turns over onto his back now and throws up his arms again while yelling in pain. Dameon laughs before raising the kendo stick into the air. Before he swings forward, Fireball comes up from behind him and snags the kendo stick. Dameon turns around and kicks Fireball in the stomach then grabs him by the head and waistband and throws him hard head first into the guardrail.
Steve: There goes Fireball!
Phil: He’s going to feel that for a few days.
As Dameon looks onto Fireball he turns around and is met by a hard right clothesline from Kyle Murphy. He climbs quickly on top of Dameon and begins punching him in the head area violently. He stands up and brings Dameon to his feet as well. He grabs him by the hair and starts running with him until he’s able to toss him over the guardrail. Dameon flies over the top of it scattering fans away which are quickly blocked by various security guards. Murphy follows right behind now and starts stomping on Dameon. He picks him up and quickly delivers a T-Bone suplex onto the hard floor. Dameon cries out in agony. Murphy slides back and hooks a leg for a cover.
One . . .
Two . . .
Thr . . . kickout!
Steve: Close one.
Murphy starts to get frustrated as he stands up quickly. He motions for people to get out of the way as he walks all the way through the crowd until he reaches an exit area. Near there he finds a steel chair as he folds it up and starts walking back towards Dameon. Just as he reaches him and barely lifts the chair up near his face, Dameon stands and connects with the “Sick and Wrong” smashing the chair into Murphy’s face knocking him back, but surprisingly not out as Murphy twists around and staggers. Dameon stands fully up now and walks over to Murphy. He grabs him by the hair and starts walking with him towards the very same exit area Murphy was at earlier. Instead of heading to the exit Dameon takes Murphy up the set of steps along a protective guardrail. They move to the right of it a few feet until Dameon suddenly forces Murphy’s head under between his legs.
Phil: What’s this?
Steve: He wouldn’t. Would he?
Dameon looks around the crowd with a sick smile as they start to get a little rowdy. Just then Dameon flips Murphy up into a powerbomb position and then raises him up into the air by his underarms. He takes a hard step forward and tosses Murphy back first into the railing with a version of his “Krosstika” more or less plunging Murphy into an almost paralyzed state. Dameon quickly covers as the ref smacks the ground with his hand.
One . . .
Two . . .
Three . . .!!!
Phil: Dameon did it!
Steve: We have a new Television champion baby!
Phil: God damn I hope Murphy is alright. That could seriously injure him
Steve: Wowwy.
Dameon
Guyver nodded that is match is about to start and got to his feet with United States Title on his shoulder, stretching to ease his muscles and taking some deep breaths for his 1st United States Title defense. When he was ready to leave Dangerous X locker-room, he nodded to Big T and Dameon that the Guyver himself will not be making any mistake tonight and will show Nirvana he isn’t the man to be fuck with. His fellow members all nodded to wish him luck against tough wrestler like Nirvana.
He walked out of locker-room and proceeds to the backstage curtain, waiting for his music theme to hit. This time, the match will be more of impact and might be evenly match, and he outstretched looking at his U.S Title with pride and must do what he has to do to defend it, but he didn't wind himself as he had the previous fight with Nirvana a few weeks ago after his opponent he is about to faced choke the living shit out of him out for whatever reasons. He stands ready and will go in there and fight Nirvana for the second time in a row. As he is focus and more ready to make impact tonight and show the fans and his fellow Dangerous X members on how to get the job done and make them all proud of beating The Holocausts who won Stable Cup two-months ago.
Nirvana vs. The Guyver
Standard Match - United States Title
"Won't Back Down" plays over the address sound system. As it blast the sound system. The Guyver steps down the entrance ramp through the smoke. White sparkling with gold, red, and black pyro mixed as it begins to engulf The Guyver as he stands with his facing forward at the ring and his arms in a formation and his head is down and the United States Championship around his waist. He spins 180 degree to his right and drops his arms to his side. He slowly brings his head up as he glares into the camera. As his head goes completely up and levels. He breathes a stream of smoke out of his nose. He slowly and menacingly walks down to the ring. He climbs onto the turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air. He crosses the ring to the opposite turnbuckle. Then he climbs up the turnerbuckle. As he raise his fist up through out the arena as he repeats the process acknowledging the crowd chanting and cheering.
The arena is plunged into darkness as the sound of gears moving echos through the arena. Gears start to rise from the ramp way, each one moving in it's own way. The Striketron begins to flash pictures of gears moving. The word "MACHINA" appears over the gears in dark crimson.
"Machina" Nirvana's voice calls out through the arean.
The gears continue to move, suddenly moving much faster as a beautiful image of a butterfly emerging from it's cacoon appears on the jumbotron. The arena is plunged into gold which flashes into silver every other second, than back into gold. Images of babies being born and people filing into churches and other social places to appear on the jumbotron. First just a child walking, and than a bear attacking a wolf and ripping it's guts out. A sigh is sent out over the PA as white powder begins to call from the arena celing. Soon, the jumbotron shows images of past Jeff King matches from SFT and RWA. Finaly, the last image shown is of Jeff King holding the SFT title above his head after his first world title win.
The gears move even faster, this time forcing a throne to rise from the area directly in front of the striketron. The sounds coming over the PA speed up. That's when "Play Dead" by Combichrist hits the pa.
"THAT'S RIGHT. LAY DOWN. PLAY DEAD. BE DEAD!"
Nirvana stands up, wearing a long crimson robe. Lucretia appears behind him, her hands running down his chest as he glances out into the audience with his piercing eyes. Within his eyes the audience can see moving gears, almost clockwork in nature. As the bass of "Play Dead" hits Lucretia rips the robe off of Nirvana and flames explode from behind them. He is dressed in torn and tattered battle clothes. They are black and show wear from any battles, As if it's tradition to wear them in each battle he had. The crowd beings to cheer, but most of them are in awe of him as he walks towards the ring with great stride. He has his trademark cane at his side, the tip sharpened into a spike. Around his neck is barbed wire, tied together into a huge rope of wire. He smiles to the crowd with all the pizazze of a salesman, but with the personality of a shark. Comfortable, yet slightly unsettling images display on the jumbotron, Traditional families eating traditional dinners, watching traditional television, playing with traditional toys...but nobody looks happy. They all have a sullen-eyed look about them which underlies the true feelings inside of them. Jeff makes his way to the ring, spitting in the fans direction, and nodding towards the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring with Lucretia, he removes his shirt, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. Lucretia raises his arm above his head and goes in for a passionate kiss, than leaves the ring to take her place at the side. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and nods to the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring with his barbed wire.
Steve: That entrance always disturbs me.
Phil: I know what you mean. The Guyver is pretty disturbing.
The referee takes the championship from The Guyver, and holds it up in all four directions, drawing cheers from the crowd each time. He then hands it down to the ringside personnel, as The Guyver and Nirvana stand off, masked face to masked face. The referee parts them and sends them to their corners, then calls for the bell. At the sound of the bell, Nirvana charges at The Guyver with surprising speed and delivers a flurry of forearm shots and elbow strikes to the head.
Steve: It looks like it's going to be a brawl here between this two 6'8 behemoths!
Phil: Yeah, these two freaks aren't going to go easy on each other!
Steve: I'm not sure I would call them freaks.
Phil: That's just because you're a coward. Look at them. One is a comic book character, the other looks like something that rose up from the deepest, darkest pits of Hell.
Nirvana has knocked The Guyver back into his corner with the quick assault, and begins to stomp him down to the mat. The referee makes Nirvana back off, and The Guyver has to pull himself up in the corner early. Guyver is up again, and meets Nirvana in the middle of the ring with an attack of his own. He starts his attack by kicking Nirvana in the gut, then delivering a knife edge chop, followed by a right hand to the jaw. A flurry of rights to the head send Nirvana back into his own corner, where Guyver retaliates by stomping Nirv down to the mat.
Steve: Deja vu!
Phil: Guyver returning the favor to Nirvana there!
The referee now has to make The Guyver allow Nirvana to get up, instructing him to back off. Nirvana pushes himself up, and glares angrily at Guyver. Finally they lock-up in the middle of the ring. Each tries to push the other, but neither one can get the upper hand on the other. Nirvana gives up after awhile, and lifts a knee into the gut of The Guyver. He quickly takes Guyver to the mat with a judo toss, and goes right into a cross armbreaker. The Guyver slowly slides himself across the canvas until finally he can reach out his foot and drop it on the bottom rope. This forces Nirvana to break the submission hold, but Nirv stands right up and delivers a leg drop across the arm he had been working on. He rolls away and waits as Guyver pulls himself up. Nirvana charges at The Guyver, but Guyver drops down and bridges the top rope, sending Nirvana to the arena floor. Guyver rolls out of the ring and tries to bring Nirvana to his feet. Nirvana grabs Guyver around the waist and drives him back first into the security rail. He then turns him around drives him into the ring apron as well. The Guyver crumples to the floor, and Nirvana grabs him and rolls him into the ring. Nirv slides in himself and again waits for The Guyver to get up. When he does so, Nirvana puts him right back down with a spinning kick.
Steve: Nice spin kick by Nirvana!
Phil: I'm thinking we're going to have another new United States Champion here tonight!
The Guyver gets back up, and Nirvana nails the Abadox!
Steve: There's that superkick!
Phil: Oh yeah! Here it is!
Nirvana falls into a cover.
1...
2...
The Guyver kicks out!
Steve: No! Not there!
Phil: Not yet. I think it's coming, though!
Nirvana lifts The Guyver up on his shoulders, trying perhaps for the Gear Failure, but Guyver escapes out and drops Nirvana with an inverted DDT. Guyver goes to the top rope and hits his "alert missile dropkick" just as Nirvana gets to his feet. Following that up, he gets Nirvana on his shoulders and delivers a Death Valley Driver.
Steve: Is that a Death Valley Guyver?
Phil: HA-HA-HA... no.
The Guyver covers.
1...
2...
Nirvana kicks out!
The Guyver stands up and backs toward one corner. Nirvana struggles to get to his feet. He gets up slowly. The Guyver runs at him and delivers a spear. Guyver points up, and grabs hold of Nirvana again. He lifts him up and hits the jackhammer.
Phil: From The Guyver is the Diamond Hammer there!
Steve: What the Hell?
Phil: That is Guyverish for "there is the Diamond Hammer from The Guyver!"
Steve: ... I won't justify that with any further comment.
The Guyver hooks the far leg as he makes the pin.
1...
2...
Nirvana gets a shoulder up!
The Guyver gets up and kicks the bottom rope. He gestures furiously for Nirvana to get to his feet. Nirvana rolls to his stomach and crawls toward the ropes. He pulls himself onto his feet, and The Guyver quickly pulls him back to the center of the ring, where he applies a dragon sleeper. Guyver pulls Nirvana to the mat in the dragon sleeper, and applies a body scissors.
Steve: That's the beast choker! Will Nirvana give up here?!
Phil: NO WAY!
The referee checks on Nirvana, asking if he wants to submit. Nirvana refuses, and Guyver tightens the hold. Nirvana continues to flail his arms, refusing to submit. The Guyver keeps the hold locked in, and Nirvana slowly begins to fade. Nirvana soon seems to have passed out. The referee checks the arm just once before immediately calling for the bell.
Steve: HOLY CHOKE OUT, BATMAN! IT'S OVER!
Phil: Oh my God! The Guyver wins it!
The Guyver keeps the hold locked in a few seconds longer before finally releasing Nirvana. Nirvana falls out of The Guyver's arms, laying face down on the mat. Guyver rolls to his stomach and gets up on one knee. He stands up as the referee raises his hand, when suddenly he is knocked to the mat from behind.
Steve: What in the world?!
Kyle Murphy stands over the fallen Guyver, and he is holding the United States Championship.
Phil: Kyle Murphy! He apparently jumped the security rail next to the timekeeper's table, grabbed the US Championship, and used it to clobber The Guyver from behind!
Steve: I know Murphy has been frustrated as of late, but I think this is just ridiculous!
Murphy holds up the United States Championship to a mixed reaction, and drops it to the mat next to The Guyver. Kyle pulls Guyver to his feet, lifts him up in a military press, and tosses him over the top rope to the floor. Then he turns and grabs the US Championship, which he tosses to the floor on top of The Guyver. Kyle turns and sees the referee helping a partially revived Nirvana to his feet. Suddenly he grabs Nirvana and hits him with a Dublin Calling for good measure.
Steve: Kyle Murphy is a man possessed!
Phil: He denounced his allegiance with Elite Domination, but it looks like he still has issues to settle with The Holocaust and Dangerous X!
Steve: Dangerous X has taken both of his titles, and Kyle Murphy is in a total rage out here!
Phil: I would be, too, Steve. I would be, too.
The Guyver
We come back live to War and we are backstage. We see Superior Staffer Anthony Jesus walking into a bathroom. All of a sudden we hear a woman scream and out of the bathroom comes Jesus.
Anthony Jesus: Sorry ma'am, wrong bathroom.
Jesus goes to walk away but takes one more quick peak.
Anthony Jesus: Damn!
Jesus walks into the men's bathroom and goes to a stahl. He opens the door and who is already in there and staring back at Jesus... none other than former Vice President of SFT... Hendrix!!
Anthony Jesus: NOOOO!!! Not you!!
Hendrix: Yes, its me, its me... and I aint DDP!!
Hendrix has a crazed smile on his face.
Hendrix: So what are you waiting for? Don't you have to use the bathroom?
Anthony Jesus: Yea.... Nah.... All of a sudden I don't need to go. Maybe later I will.
Jesus begins to walk away and Hendrix sticks his head out the stahl.
Hendrix: I'll be right here waiting for you Anthony.... Bye-Bye...
Jesus scurries quickly leaving Hendrix sitting in the stahl and he even closes the door.
We go to ringside.
Steve: I can not believe we just seen former Vice President Hendrix and in a men's bathroom stahl...
Phil: I don't know, but the last time Hendrix was around he seemed to show up at the most opportune times with Mr. Jesus.
Steve: I don't know anymore. But its main event time!!
Connor MacDaddy vs. Big T
Barb Wire Steel Cage Match - World Heavyweight Title
The arena sits calm as we come to Jonathan Knight standing in the ring.
JK: The following match is a Barbwire Steel Cage match an it is for the SFT World Championship!
The crowd gives an applause of insanity as they're sheep like that.
JK: The rules for the match are as followed, once both competitors are in the cage the door will be chain shut, and the only way to win is by Pinfall, Submission or by leaving the cage and putting both feet on the ground.
The crowd gives a small cheer as Jonathan leaves the ring and the arena lights darken and they slower down the barbwire cage.
PS: That looks rather dangerous.
SP: You think?
PS: Well I'm just thinking out loud, but barbwire is not a playtoy.
SP: Reason we have the 'don't do this at home' PSAs.
PS: I thought we stopped that like five years ago?
The cage is set around the ring as the crew begin to lock it in to place and make sure it's set correctly. Once everything is in place and the ring crew give their hand signals we hear the sounds of 'Mack Daddy" by Sir Mix-A-lot begins to play. The crowd get up and begin their booing as Connor MacDaddy walks out on to the top of the ramp. He hesitates for a moment as he looks down to the ring and sees the barbwire cage awaiting him. He lets out a big breath and begins to walk down the aisle way towards the cage. Some fans begin to heckle him but for a change he doesn't pay them no mind as he puts his left hand on the steel cage and pulls at it, checking to see if it really is set up right.
JK: Introducing first, the challenger, standing 6'5 and weighing in at 243 pounds tonight, he is Connor MacDaddy!
The crowd boo the man as he walks to the right and enters the cage through the second rope. He walks over to the far turnbuckles and climbs up to the second one and gives the crossed 'X' symbol with his arms. He brings down his left hand and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and grabs at the barbwire and pulls his hand back as the sharpness of the barbwire surprises him. He jumps down and shakes his head and loosens his neck as he awaits his opponent.
PS: Connor looks a bit hesitant in there, but he seems focused.
SP: It's going to be a long night for both of them.
The lights begin to dim and then go out. Two quarters drop on a table on the Tron. "You Dont Know" by Eminem ft. 50 Cent, Cashis, and Lloyd Banks hits the PA system. Gold, silver, and green lights flash throughout the arena. A single red spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp and out from behind the curtain walks "The Icon" "The Legend" Big T with the SFT World Heavyweight Title around his waist. He begins making his way down the ramp and the fans are cheering him so loud its deafening.
JK: And introducing his opponent, he stands 6'4 and weighs in tonight at 256 pounds! He is "The Icon", "The Legend", The New - SFT World Champion, Big T!
The crowd give a huge roar as Big T stands at the bottom of the ramp looking in to the ring as Connor is crouched down taunting him to enter. Big points to Connor and then down to his championship and shakes his head 'no'.
PS: He's saying it's not going to happen for Connor tonight.
SP: Connor has been striving for this for some time, he wants to add to his already insanely long amount of achievements.
PS: Easily one of the most accomplished athletes SFT has ever seen.
Big T climbs up the steps and gets in to the ring through the door and walks over to a turnbuckle, removing his championship he lifts it in to the air and shows it to the crowd while looking at Connor. Connor just stares as Big T kisses the face plate and jumps down from the turnbuckle. He hands the belt over to the referee who lifts it in to the air showing it to the crowd and hands it to the ring crew outside the door as they shut it and wrap two chains around the frame of the cage and the door, padlocking them together.
PS: There is no place to run now, this is it for both men. Connor will either become a six time world heavyweight champion.
SP: Big T is looking to prove that all those years were not a waste for just a little over a week run as champ.
The bell rings and the two wrestlers stand in their corners as the referee signals them to start. Both of them just stare at one another for a moment as Connor begins to bad mouth T, T responds back with more of the same bad mouthing that Connor sent his way.
PS: Can't win a match by out talking the other.
SP: Not everybody sees it that way.
The two of them begin to circle one another in the ring, T going to the left and Connor following as they circle in a clockwise manner. The two of them stop for a moment before coming together in the center of the ring and locking up in an old collar and elbow tie up. Connor takes advantage, he gets a headlock on Big T and begins to wrench it. Big T fights it with a few fists and pulls Connor back to the ropes and bounces him off them, throwing him off as Connor goes across the ring rebounding off the opposite ropes. Big T goes for a clothesline, Connor ducks it and stops in his tracks reaching behind himself and grabbing T dropping him with a neck breaker!
PS: Connor gets the first offense in of the match.
Connor rolls over and straddles Big T and begins to reign down on him with fist after fist to the head. Big T covers up and Connor just keeps bringing down the fists till Big is able to block and delivers one of his own knocking Connor up and off of him holding his face. Big rushes to get to his feet but Connor delivers a forearm smash to the back of T's head as he's about to get up. Big gets knocked a bit loopy from it and Connor grabs him around the head and picks him up then dropping him with a quick brainbuster! Connor hurries and covers Big.
1...
No!
PS: It's too early for that, but I think Connor is trying to set the pace.
SP: Or knock Big out, either or.
Connor stands up, bringing Big with him and goes to run his face in to the cage wall. Big puts his hands up and stops the momentum. He elbows Connor in the ribs and grabs him by the back of the head throwing Connor in to the cage. Connor holds his head as Big grabs him again and chucks him back in to the cage. Connor holds his head as he leans against the ropes checking for blood. Big turns him around holding his head and then delivers a stiff European uppercut. Connor reels back as he leans against the ropes. Big delivers another European uppercut that sends the spit out of Connor's mouth. Connor stumbles over to the turnbuckles with his side to Big, leaning against the top turnbuckle. Big walks over to him and delivers a few quick shots to the back of Connor's head. He turns Connor around and hits him square in the jaw with just a straight right. He grabs Connor's arm and brings him across the ring with an Irish whip to the opposite turnbuckles. The impact causes Connor to wince in pain and slowly walk out of the corner in to Big T delivering a hellacious Clothesline bringing Connor down to the ground.
PS: Big T has taken all the moment back.
SP: As well as removed Connor's head from his shoulders!
Big T gets down and covers Connor but doesn't even get one. He stands up and grabs Connor and begins to rake his face against the steel cage. He forces Connor's face in to the mesh as Connor lets out a yell from the feeling of skin ripping away. He throws his leg back and connects between the legs of Big T! T holds his crotch as he stumbles back and falls on to his side as Connor removes his face from the cage as the scratches begin to bleed slightly.
SP: Connor takes it back just as quickly.
Big sits up as Connor comes off the ropes and delivers a low dropkick to the face of T. Connor gets up quickly and grabs Big and brings him to his feet and delivers a quick forearm to the neck of Big. He throws Big in to the Connor and runs after him and delivers a splash. Big stumbles from the corner in to Connor's grasp. Connor spins Big around and throws him over the turnbuckles in to the corner of Cage where the walls meet! He comes down and Connor does it two more times. He then grabs Big around the waist and moves around so that he and Big are facing to the center of the ring. Connor then lifts Big T and hits a release German suplex in to the cage wall! Big falls behind the ropes and is crumbled up as Connor lays there catching his breath.
SP: That's gotta hurt!
With Big T laying on the canvas between the ropes and the cage Connor stands up and walks across the ring and begins to climb the turnbuckles and searching around through the barbwire. He looks around to see if there is anyway to get out without tearing himself to pieces.
PS: I don't think he's going to find an exit sign.
Connor tries to spread the barbwire and push a way through but the barbs just attack and tear up his hand. He jerks it back and looks it over as the sensation fills his hand. Big T rolls under the bottom rope and stands up a little groggy as he stares at Connor fooling around with the barbwire. Big quickly runs across the ring and surprises Connor from behind with a forearm smash to his lower back. Connor stumbles and gains his balance holding on to the corner of the cage. Big T climbs up the turnbuckles and just lays in to him with more hard forearms to the back. He grabs Connor's head an is able to pull it back and locks it in a headlock. He then grabs Connor by his tights and forces him up and comes off the top rope with a reverse suplex! Connor lands face first as Big T land awkwardly on his upper back and neck from having to force the move. Both men lay on the ground as the referee checks on both of them.
PS: Reverse Suplex from the top rope! Connor's face just ate nothing but canvas!
SP: This is a good time to mention to the kiddies watching, eat lots of fiber!
PS: What the hell is wrong with you tonight? You were normal all night, now you're just strange.
SP: I ran out of happy pills.
After about a minute Big is able to drag himself over to Connor. He rolls Connor over and covers him but only gets a two count! Big slides off of Connor and drags himself over to the ropes and starts pulling himself up as Connor does the same on the other side of the ring. Big gets up as Connor leans against the top rope holding his face. Big T charges Connor, he gets to Connor and crashes in to him with a running elbow! Connor falls to one knee as Big picks him back up and grabs him by the back of the head and throws him in to the cage! Big pulls Connor out from the ropes and the cage, picking him up and then dropping him down to the ground with a bodyslam. He runs to the ropes and comes off with an elbow drop straight to the chest of Connor.
SP: Big has taken over control of this one once again.
Big gets up and goes to the turnbuckles and starts to climb up them to inspect the barbwire for himself. He looks around for a moment before he grabs the barbwire as safely as he can manage and begins to pull at the wire. He pulls it so much that part of the wire tightens around the cage but the strand of wire he pulls doesn't snap or break it just now hangs over the corner edge of the cage just over the turnbuckle. He tries to climb the cage an once he lays his arm over the top of the cage it comes in to contact with the tightened barbwire. He quickly reacts and pulls his arm off the cage and stares at it as it begins to bleed from him pulling his arm off with the quick jerk. He climbs down the ropes and inspects his arm as Connor stands up behind him.
PS: Big better turn around, Connor is up an I don't think he wants to hug.
Connor runs at Big and hits him with the back spear! The forces crashes Big in to the turnbuckles and he hits his jaw on the top turnbuckle as his back bends underneath his head. Connor falls over the bottom rope and lays between the cage and ropes as Big just lays in the corner next to him.
SP: Back spear by Connor!
PS: If he can pin him it's over!
Connor, slow to move is able to get back in the ring crawling over the first rope and pushing Big T over. He drags him a little bit from the ropes and makes the cover holding his leg.
1...
2...
.no!
PS: He kicked out!
Connor sits up off the pin as Big lays there with his right shoulder up off the ground laying on his side as Connor looks around in shock. Connor finds his way to his feet and walks over to the turnbuckle with the pulled down barbwire and climbs his way up. He looks at Big's handy work and then back down at Big before he gets down on the second turnbuckle with his right foot and his left still on the top. He pulls his left pant leg up and exposes something taped to the side of his leg! He pulls off the tape that holds it there and exposes it to be a small pair of wire cutters!
SP: Connor has wire cutters!
PS: Probably smart to bring with you to a match with barbwire!
Connor begins to snap off the strand of barbwire Big pulled through the beams of the cage. Big has managed to get to one knee as he looks up and sees what Connor is doing. Quickly with a burst of adrenaline he jumps up and pushes Connor in to the corner with barbwire! The upper chest and left side of Connor's face connect with the wire as Connor lets out a yelp! His skin tearing as the barbwire pulls, he falls off the wire and crotches himself on the top turnbuckle as blood begins to pour from his face and chest.
PS: Connor is bleeding rather bad from that barbwire!
SP: I don't think his wedding pictures are going to be very nice.
Connor has dropped the wire cutters that now sit on the apron of the ring as only one part of the strand has been snap an is free now. Big, who is still down on the canvas, reaches down and grabs the wire cutters as Connor holds his crotch and face. Big now with wire cutters in hand pulls Connor so that he's in the tree of woe. Big then begins to climb the turnbuckles over Connor, not forgetting to step and keep his foot on Connor's nether regions.
PS: Oww!
Connor yells out as Big stands on them and unsnaps the other strand of Barbwire that now frees a good size strand of barbwire! Big gets down from the turnbuckles and Connor's nuts and holds the barbwire out for the fans to see as they give a roaring cheer. Connor falls out of the tree of woe and down to the canvas as his blood stains the canvas. Big walks over to Connor and drags him out of the corner and straddles him. He then takes the barbwire and begins to rake it across the forehead of Connor! Connor screams out in pain, kicking his legs and grabbing on to Big's arms as his flesh is ripped from the bone! The blood begins to flow like water as Connor's head is just left open.
SP: That's horrible!
PS: To think people think this is fake!
SP: The nerve!
Big gets off of Connor as he throws down the strand of barbwire on to the canvas, it curls up a little bit as he falls in to it's old shape. Big gets off of Connor and drags him to his feet.
PS: What does Big have in store now? That three foot strand of Barbwire has changed the course of this match quite suddenly!
Big locks Connor's head under his arm and looks for Change the Game! Connor reverses it however! He somehow finds the strength to lift T and drop him stomach first on to the barbwire! Big T now lets out the yell as he sits up immediately on his knees with the barbwire sticking from his gut!
PS: Two time winner of King of the Death Match, Connor knows how to be violent like this, it's nothing new!
Connor grabs the strand and jerks it from Big's stomach as T once again lets out with a yell as he folds his arms across his stomach, kicking his legs, as the pain shoots through his body. Connor drops the strand of wire down as he begins to stomp down on Big T's mid section. He brings Big T up to his feet and brings him down just as quickly with a short clothesline. He pulls Big T around so that his head is near the spool of wire. He grabs Big's arms and he pulls him up so that his face and chest are off the ground but his legs remain flat to the ground. He then puts his foot behind Big's head and drives Big's face down in to the wire with a curb stomp!
SP: Jesus!
PS: No, he's in the back. That had to hurt!
SP: I think you can tell cause Big is screaming.
PS: Thank you Sherlock.
With Big screaming the wire stays there attached to his face as Connor walks over to the turnbuckles that they got the strand from and begins to climb as well as the cage!
SP: Connor is going to try and escape since that strand of wire is gone!
PS: Connor could be looking at a sixth championship!
Connor climbs the corner and finds a relatively safe spot to climb through still catching his pants on some of the barbwire as he brings his legs over and sits on top of the cage. Big is up to his knees, with the wire still attached to his face he sees Connor and stumbles over to the turnbuckles and tries to reach Connor, but Connor just moves his leg over the railing of the cage and climbs down half the cage before jumping down and falling to the floor as blood pools on the mat outside!
SP: Connor has done it! He's won the match!
PS: He's a Six time World heavyweight Champion !
SP: And while his face will look like shit at the wedding, the gold should make up for it!
The referee on the outside raises Connor's arm in to the air as the crowd boo very loudly as he is handed the world championship.
JK: He is your winner and your NEW! SFT World Champion, Connor MacDaddy!
PS: The dream ended very quickly for Big T, but he is a trooper and will avenge this loss.
Connor MacDaddy
Big T is sulking of his loss to Connor ringside, as Rayn comes running down the ramp. Big T doesn't see him coming, as he runs to T, grabs him by the back of the head, and bounces him off the cage. Big T hits the ground, having trouble getting to his feet after his match against Connor. Rayn picks him up and throws him into the cage again. This time, when T hits the ground, Rayn starts laying in the boots to the champion. He stops after a moment, the crowd's mixed reaction getting to him. He walks over to the announcers table, grabbing a mic, then walks back towards Big T, taking his time.
Rayn: You know T, it was actually surprising how you managed to keep the pace with me in our match. I honestly figured that about half way through you'd drop down and, well, I'd beat you down much like now...
He stops as the crowd continues to show signs of a mixed reaction, however the booing has become more noticable.
Rayn: See, the difference between us, is really not that great, but at the same time it is. I plan ahead, I make effort to make sure that I get my point across, and well, right now happens to be one of those times...
Rayn walks around the ring, now standing about ten feet away from Big T. He starts climbing to his feet slowly, getting on all fours, only to be met with Rayn's shin, as he runs towards Big T and kicks him in the head. Big T drops to the ground, limp. Rayn stand over him for a moment, looking at him. The crowd booing for a moment before Rayn looks up at them.
Rayn: Booing me? Really, you shouldn't... I haven't even gotten started yet...
Rayn drops the mic and as he kneels down and starts punching Big T, Dameon comes running out of the back, blind siding Rayn. Dameon takes Rayn to the ground, as they start rolling around, exchanging punches. Just as it looks like Dameon is taking control, Reno Destiny comes running out, laying a kick to Dameon's ribs, knocking him off Rayn. Rayn stands up as both Reno and he lay in punches and boots to Dameon. After a moment. Rayn drags Dameon up to his feet. He goes for a clothesline, but Dameon ducks it. As he turns around to attack Rayn, Reno hits his 'Fate' super kick on The Beast, who falls to the floor. They smirk, looking out at the crowd, before Rayn stops Reno from laying more boots to Dameon. Reno looks at Rayn, yelling something at him, pointing at Dameon for a moment. Rayn smirks, before pointing towards his head, then the entrance ramp. Reno looks, then smirks for a moment, grabbing Dameon's arm as Rayn does the same.
They start to drag them down the aisle, up the ramp, and off to the side. They stop for a moment, looking around at the crowd, as they push them off onto a set up of crates sitting next to the stage. Rayn lays Big T out, as Reno lays out Dameon right next to him. Rayn clubs Big T in the chest, then does the same to Dameon. He yells at Reno, who nods and starts beating on the two guys laying on the crates. Rayn hops back up onto the stage, looking at the crowd who is still booing. Rayn smirks at them all, before throwing his arms up in an 'X' above his head to mock Big T's stable. Rayn then yells at Reno, who keeps beating down the two semi-concious bodies as Rayn starts to climb the SFT-tron. He climbs up about thirty feet or so, looking down at the two laying out on the crates. Rayn takes his thumb, dragging it across his throat, before leaping off the tron, flipping while cork screwing through the air. He crashes down onto Dameon and T, busting through the crates, going straight to the ground.
Reno looks on from the side, his eyes a bit bigger than they were before Rayn's suicide attack. Ref's and officals flood out the back, checking on the three guys in a heap of broken crates and splintered wood...
Steve and Phil can't say a word as War goes off the air....
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