Laura Layne:
Ladies and Genltemen! It is time! I said, IT! IS! TIME... For our MAIN EVENT! Of this evening! The following match is the FIRST EVER World War match within Anarchy Wrestling! This match is to decide the Chaos Theory champions, which will be the final two men standing in the ring! The winner of that contest, will be given a title oppertunity, to which he may cash in, at any time, for any reason! Introducing first! From "The City of Brotherly Love," he is the hardcore superstar, Jesus... Christ... Super-star!!!
[JCS appears from the back, and poses on the top of the ramp. He waves his hand in front of his face, and scrunches his nose up, as if the scent of something awful has crept up it. He pinches his nose shut, and continues down the ramp that way until reaching the ring, where he slides in under the bottom rope, and mounts the first corner to his right, thrusting his hands in the air, and again waving his hand in front of his face. He drops his vest, and awaits his opponent.]
Laura Layne:
And now, the second starting opponent! From Oakland, California! He is the street brawling, DAZZ!!!
[Dazz appears on the top of the stage from the back, he stops and poses, taking in the scene of the Palace, he surveys the audience, and continues toward the ring. Once he reaches the ring, he climbs up onto the apron, and enters the ring, heading to the center he poses for the Anarchy cameras, and heads to his respected corner, awaiting the bell.]
Bertram:
This should be, nothing short of...
Peter:
Complete ANARCHY!!!
Jim:
(cracks open a beer.) I told you guys, I already know who wins.
Bertram:
Hey Coors?
Jim:
Yeah?
Bertram:
How's that eye feeling now?
Jim:
Like a sumbitch. (Sips from beer.)
(Dazz and JCS tie up in the middle of the ring, Dazz quickly gaining the upper hand, and pushes JCS to a turnbuckle, the referee breaks this up, and both men put their hands in the air, JCS taking a cheap shot at Dazz while he looks at the referee, and throws a jab at his throat.)
Bertram:
No love loss between these two stemming from All Night Action Four, Peter!
Peter:
Whatever.
(JCS grabs Dazz's right arm, and twists it behind him into a hammerlock. Dazz counters, and rolls forwards in an attempt to revers, but JCS takes his head off with a clothesline! JCS stands over the fallen Dazz, and looks into the camera, smiling as he points to his temple. JCS picks Dazz up, and throws him down onto the mat with a judo toss, following up with a sleeper hold.)
Bertram:
Quite the skill from JCS here tonight, it looks like he is hungry for a quick victory over Dazz!
(The referee asks Dazz if he wishes to give up, when...)
[R Dog appears at the top of the ramp, he runs all the way down to the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope.]
(R Dog throws a kick to the back of JCS's head, and breaks the hold, Dazz finally gets to breathe some air. R Dog now takes control over JCS, punching him all the way to the opposite side of the ring. JCS finally counters a punch, and throws one of his own, almost leveling R Dod. JCS picks R DOg up in a fireman's carry as Dazz runs over and kicks JCS in the stomach, causing R Dog to fall. He grabs JCS, and delivers a Jacknife Powerbomb, completely leveling JCS!)
Bertram:
The new comer R Dog has taken control!
Peter:
Did you not see JCS almost hit the 'Fall From Grace?' What match are you watching?
(When R DOg turns around, he is met with The Dazzler! Dazz covers for the pin! 1... 2... 3!!!)
Bertram:
And just as quick as he enters, he is eliminated by Dazz!
Peter:
Didn't you just say R Dog took control?
Jim:
Oh, I get it, he WANTED to get eliminated, that's why he's in control.
Bertram:
*sigh*
(When Dazz turns around, JCS picks him up into a fireman's carry and delivers the Fall From Grace!...)
[The monster of a man Matt Ward comes out from the back, and just slowly paces himself on down to the ring as Dazz hits the mat from JCS's signature finisher, Ward enters the ring.]
(He kicks JCS in the back of the head, breaking up the cover, and throws him across the ring into the turnbuckles! He picks up Dazz, and whips him into the ropes, and sends him flipping with one hell of a lariat!)
Bertram:
I don't understand the mentality of these guys, breaking up the pins, I mean, that's one less opponent you have to deal with!
Peter:
You want to question his actions, Piper? Go on ahead, I'm sure he's a reasoning man right now.
Bertram:
Shut up Peter.
(JCS gets to his feet, and jumps on the back of Matt Ward, trying to choke him down to a knee, Ward just smiles, and picks him up over his head, and holds him there for a minute, finally dropping him to the mat with a military press. Dazz is heading at Ward, and delivers a dropkick to his stomach, knocking the wind out of him! Dazz starts throwing biscuits, and landing them on the head of Ward before dropkicking his right knee out from under him!)
Bertram:
Dazz has got something to prove here tonight!
Peter:
How many times can you say that in ONE broadcast?
(JCS is to his feet, and grabs Ward's leg, and spins him around for a figure four, Dazz and JCS now teaming up to eliminate Ward! Dazz mounts Ward and starts throwing more haymakers to his head...)
[Assassin appears at the top of ramp, and starts heading toward the ring quickly!]
Bertram:
I thought Assassin was sidelined with an injury!
Jim:
Yeah, this isn't on the sheet I have...
Peter:
I thought I told you to shut the hell up about that, Jim!
Jim:
Whoops! (Sips beer) My bad.
Bertram:
*sigh*
(Assassin knocks Dazz off of Ward, and drops a leg over JCS. Ward stumbles to his feet as Assassin takes on JCS, Ward taking on Dazz. Ward throws Dazz into the turnbuckle and follows him in with a splash! Dazz stumbles out of the corner, stupified! Simultaneously, Assassin has picked up JCS over his head, and slams him down with a thunderous *BOOM!* Assassin and Ward meet eyes, and the men pass each other, Assassin covers Dazz, and Ward covers JCS, the ref counts it... 1... 2... 3!!!)
Bertram:
Simultaneous eliminations by Ward and Assassin!
Peter:
Got to hand it to Assassin with the assist on that one, or Ward would be gone!
Bertram:
Well, now Ward has to worry about it, they're the only two in the ring!
(Ward and Assassin circle each other in the ring a bit, Ward still limping, Assassin goes on the attack, and Ward meets him, the two power houses tie up in the middle of the ring with Assassin gaining the advantage with a swift kick to the gut, they stay locked, and Assassin throws a knee in the gut now, followed by another, and Ward drops to a knee.)
Bertram:
Assassin is back, and with a vengence!
(Assasin lets go, and picks Ward back up to his feet, the two lock up again, this time Assassin pushes Ward to the corner, and the two begin hammering on each other in the corner, finally Ward this time gaines the upper hand, delivering some knees of his own, but his weak knee gives out on him, and Assassin is there on the attack!)
Peter:
Yeah, this guy is all about winning this thing, look at him hammer on Matt Ward!
Bertram:
See what I mean?!
Jim:
*BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!*
(Assassin goes for an uppercut, and Ward leans back, Assassin spins around and...)
[James Caine appears at the top of the ramp, black bat in hand, he drags on a cigarette for a moment, before flicking it to the ramp, and running down, sliding in under the bottom rope.]
Bertram:
James Caine has hit the ring!
(...Ward kicks Assassin in the @$$, he lunges forward, Ward mounts the turnbuckle, and as Assassin turns around, Ward jumps, and Caine's bat meets his knee mid air, and Ward falls like a dead bird form the sky, writhing in agony! Assassin sees the bat, and goes for it, Cain'e kicks him in the stomach, and hits him over the back with it!)
Peter:
He's also hit Ward and Assassin with a bat!
(The referee now tries to take the bat away from Caine, but he points it at him, and gestures for him to move over. The ref complies. Caine now continues to hammer on Ward's knee until we hear a pop, and Ward scream in pain! Assassin gets to his feet, and yanks the bat from Caine's hand, and clotheslines him over the top rope!)
Bertram:
The power from Assassin!
Peter:
Caine's rolling back in!
(The referee now yanks the bat from Assassin, and this angers him. The two begin a confrontation, and Caine rolls back in, and knocks Assassin to the mat, and runs back to Ward, and makes a cover! 1... 2... 3!!!)
Bertram:
And Matt Ward is eliminated, and thankfully, he need attention to that knee bad!
(The medical team comes out from the back, and they carry Ward back with them. Caine now begins to work over Assassin, jumping on his back, and locking in a crossface recliner! The referee asks Assassin if he wants to give up, but he refuses! Caine is angered, and lets go, stuffing a quick fist into the face of Assassin before it hits the mat. Caine pulls him up, and sends him into the ropes, he waits for him to come back, and delivers a powerful back body drop with elevation high enough for Assassin's body to bounce off of the mat upon impact!)
Bertram:
Caine is angry!
Peter:
He's got a lot on his plate!
Bertram:
Well, with his nephew missing, Evan Ross running the company...
Peter:
And hitting on his kin as well!
Bertram:
That man could snap at any moment, and we all knew this.
Peter:
I think he has!
(Caine just walks around the ring, awaiting for Assassin to rise, stalking his prey...)
[Vinny Vegas appears at the top of the ramp, sans show girls, and fancy get-up, he storms to the ring.]
Bertram:
And here comes the Great Gambler to add to the mix!
(Vegas cocks back to throw a punch at Caine, but stops halfway, Caine just smiles, and the two team up on the now rising Assassin.)
Bertram:
This is insane!
Peter:
No, THIS IS ANARCHY!
Jim:
*BURRRRP!*
(Caine and Vegas grab Assassin, and drive him to the mat with a double snap suplex. Vegas and Caine rise, both men smirking something evil. Vegas now on the attack as Caine mounts a turnbuckle and sits atop it, taking a breather.)
Bertram:
Is Caine on break?
Peter:
It looks like a smoke break, is he pulling out a cigarrette from his pocket!?
Bertram:
This folks, is what a 'real' athlete looks like... *sighs*
(Coors gets up from his chair, and walks over to the ring, specifically to the corner Caine is resting in.)
Bertram:
What the hell is he doing!?
Peter:
Oh man, a black eye wasn't enough for this guy!?
(Vinny Vegas powerbombs Assasin to the mat with a tiger driver, and gets to his feet, now relentlessly kicking him in the chest and shoulders. Jim Coors gets James' attention, and tosses him up a silver can. Caine looks at him, and laughs, cracking the beer open and chugging it down. Coors returns to his chair.)
Bertram:
What the hell was that!?
Jim:
The man looked like he could've used a beer, and I have a couple extra, so I put two and two together...
Peter:
You're a moron, you know that?
(Caine finishes off the beer, and his cigarette, putting inside the empty can, and tossing it to the ring floor. Vegas now heads to the turnbuckle, and Caine setps up a power bomb on Assassin. As Assassin hits the mat Vegas drops a leg over his collerbone!)
Bertram:
What double team work from these two!
(Caine rolls up Assassin as Vegas watches the ref count... 1... 2... 3!!!)
(The elimination of Assassin is almost like a cue for the debut of Maxxx Kalifornia.)
[Kalifornia appears at the top of the ramp. He struts down to the ring, taking off his platinum, white, and black Laker's Jersey and sunglasses, walking around to the announcers table, and setting them down.]
(Caine and Vegas are hollering for Kalifornia to get into the ring.)
Bertram:
This is going to be a two on one street fight!
Peter:
It's like Kalifornia's getting into the ring with two hungry dogs!
(The referee pushes Caine and Vegas to the opposite side of the ring, and Kalifornia hops up onto the apron, he enters the ring, and we see Vegas look at Caine, and smile, Caine smiles back, and Vegas sticks his hand out, and turns his focus to Kalifornia. We see Caine just smiling, and when Vegas looks back, Caine throws a fist in his face, catching him off guard! Kalifornia rushes Caine, and the three all start trading random punches amongst each other!)
Bertram:
This is insane!
Peter:
I think maybe two of them for sure are.
(Eventually it spreads out and Kalifornia and Vegas do a number on Caine, Kalifornia levels Vegas to the mat, and starts hammering on Caine, Vegas starts to get up when Kalifornia spins around behind Caine and goes for a German Suplex, Caine grabs the ropes, Kalifornia hits him in the head, and moves toward Vegas and center ring, he tries again, Caine grabs a hold of Vegas! One more time, and Kalifornia German Suplexes Caine over his head as Caine belly-to-belly suplexes Vegas over his! The crowd goes nuts!)
Bertram:
OH MY GOD!
Peter:
That was KILLER!
Jim:
*spits beer out* NO WAY!
(All three men are wheeling from the last move...)
What the hell?
[Alec Fleming bolts down the ramp, and stands over all three downed men, with a sadistic smile on his face.]
Bertram:
When did he get into this match?
Peter:
Apparently there's been quite a few last minute changes around here!
Jim:
Guys what the hell is that? *Coors points upwards as the camera pans back to see a briefcase being lowered over the ring.*
Peter:
What the hell IS that?
Bertram:
I have no idea, but I think we might soon find out...
(Fleming grabs Kalifornia and tosses him over the top rope, then does the same to Vegas as Caine gets to his feet and tries to collect his bearings. Caine staggers around as Fleming nods behind him. Caine turns around and is speared clear across the ring. Fleming grabs his legs and immediately puts Caine into a Boston Crab. Caine fights the hold for as long as possible while Maxx and Vegas stand up and roll into the ring. Vegas turns and tackles Maxx as Kalifornia for some reason started moving towards Fleming and Caine. Vegas and Maxx begin trading blows as Caine finally taps out.)
Peter:
OH MY GOD! DID I FOR REALS JUST SEE JAMES ALBERT CAINE TAP THE FUCK OUT?
Bertram:
*Smiling cockily* Yes...Yes you did. We ALL saw it.
(Vegas and Kalifornia are trading shots near the ropes when Alec Fleming clotheslines them both over the top rope. Fleming climbs to the top turnbuckle and launches himself outside the ring onto both men as they try to get to their feet. Fleming gets up rather quickly as Kalifornia and Vegas take their time. fleming reaches under the ring and withdraws a twenty-five foot ladder and shoves it under the bottom rope. Fleming gets in and sets it up, and begins to climbing as Kalifornia gets up and moves to stop him. Before Maxx can get into the ring Vinny hammers a shot into his back and tries to slide in the ring, but neither one will let the other one in as Fleming reaches the top and grabs the mysterious metal briefcase. Fleming then slides out of the ring, and sneaks away through the crowd. As Fleming leaves the scene, Vegas and Kalifronia are still hammering shots on each other when...)
