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ROD RYLAND
vs.
SAM HAIN
- - Standard Match - -
HAL0
vs.
DAN FIERCE
vs.
BRADY ANDERSON
- - Pin To Win - -
JAMES RAVEN
vs.
????
- - Standard Match - -
MAIN EVENT
CENTURION
vs.
RAGE
- - Non-Title Match - -
Suddenly the instrumental version of “The Dynasty” by JAY-Z blares from the speakers as the X-Tron comes to life, print out giants words on the screen
YOU’VE HEARD THE RUMORS
YOU’VE ASKED THE QUESTIONS
YOU WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH
WHO IS ‘SHE’?
‘SHE’ IS…
MEGAN BYRON walks down to the ring wearing a black leather one piece outfit that zips up at the front from the navel upwards. She climbs into the ring with a mic in hand, and beings to speak.
MEGAN: Now I know what you are all thinking. Who the hell is this hottie in the middle of the ring?
The crowd roar in approval
MEGAN: Well first of all, I’m no hottie, I’m a women. A business women, and I am here with a plan. A plan that will usher the XWF into a new era. As BARACK OBAMA said so himself, it is time for change, and I am here to see changes in the XWF. Ladies and Gentlemen. I present to you the greatest business enterprise ever, THE DYNASTY.
The crowd give a mixed reaction, obviously confused by all of this
MEGAN: I work for an individual, who we shall refer to as THE BOSS. Now THE BOSS saw a need for change in the XWF, and got together with a few individuals who also shared his vision. Obviously in the cut throat world of business being what it is today, THE BOSS wishes to keep his identity a secret, so that is why he hired me, as the officially spokeswomen of THE DYNASTY. Now I know what your all thinking. How can a business enterprise simply appear overnight? Well obviously it can’t. This has taken months of planning, and costs lots of money. Which is where this guys comes in. Ladies and Gentlemen, the financial backer of THE DYNASTY, I give you SHAWN HUNT.
The crowd jeer loudly as SHAWN HUNT steps out onto the entrance ramp wearing a DYNASTY t-shirt. He walks down to the ring, climbs in, and shakes hands with MEGAN BYRON.
SHAWN: That’s right MEGAN. I am the money behind this enterprise. When THE BOSS approached me with this proposal, I was a little hesitant. But now, with the global economy failing like it is, how could I say no? THE DYNASTY offers all it’s members something rare in this current day and age, financial security. For far to long the XWF has been doing the same old thing, and THE DYNASTY is offering a chance for change, and it’s about time to. Joining THE DYNASTY is nothing short of a master stroke move by myself, and all members of THE DYNASTY will benefit from the moment they join.
MEGAN: That’s right SHAWN. Thanks to your generosity, you have helped turn THE BOSS’ES dream into a reality. Speaking of members, please give it up for SAM HAIN.
The crowd jeer as SAM HAIN makes his way down to the ring, also wearing a DYNASTY t-shirt
SAM: I am proud to be a member of THE DYNASTY, and I’m also proud to find out that the voice from the phone turned out to be the smoking hot MS BYRON here. I told JAYMZ DANTE she would be a babe, that asshole owes me $10.
MEGAN: Why thankyou MR HAIN, I think. Now you mention JAYMZ DANTE who is indeed an interesting individual. Like all business enterprises, expansion is often the key to success, so not only will THE DYNASTY have members from ANARCHY, we also have members on IMPACT. Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for the head of THE DYNASTY IMPACT CHAPTER JAYMZ DANTE
The crowd jeer again, almost to the point of rioting as JAYMZ DANTE walks out, also wearing a DYNASTY t-shirt. He climbs into the ring and shakes hands with all his teammates. He then hands SAM HAIN $10, before addressing the crowd.
JAYMZ: Boo me all you want you bunch of morons. Like MEGAN said, this is a cut throat world, and you got to do what you got to do to get ahead in it. Me joining THE DYNASTY is my way of ensuring that I am going to remain successful, both in the ring and finically.
MEGAN: We are THE DYNASTY, and we are here to offer XWF stars a chance of finical security during this time of economic crisis. A change is coming to the XWF, no one is safe…unless of course your on owe side. Now, hit our music.
As the instrumental version of “The Dynasty” by JAY-Z fires back up, the crowd jeer again as the members of the newly formed DYNASTY all form a line, link arms and bow to the crowd. SHAWN HUNT then sits on the second rope lower it for MEGAN BYRON to climb threw. THE DYNASTY then make their way to the locker room.
THE DYNASTY IS HERE
WHAT ARE THERE PLANS?
WHAT DO THEY WANT?
ROD RYLAND
vs.
SAM HAIN
- - Standard Match - -
SAM HAIN stays in the ring…but there is no sign of ROD RYLAND. All of a sudden, THE DYNASTY come back out of the curtain holding a lifeless body of RYLAND. The fans are booing and cussing everyone in the group. SAM HAIN smiles as the body gets rolled into the ring….
SAM smiles as he yells at the ref to ring the bell, the ref does and SAM HAIN just lays, back first, on ROD RYLAND
1...2...3!
WINNER: SAM HAIN
MIA and JAMES are seen sitting in the locker room backstage at ANARCHY. Neither of them speak, they just stare silently at each other. JAMES stands up and begins to pace the room while MIA watches him.
MIA: Are you OK?
JAMES: NO!!! No, I'm not ***ing OK…
JAMES: NO!!! Don't tell me to calm down MIA, this is retarded, and I don't want to do this. SHANK thinks he’s so clever making me face you before the pay per view… what the **** is wrong with him?
MIA: JAMES, its ok, he's not even here tonight. He's on MASSACRE, and you have him facing BIGG RIGG… GAMBINO will do more damage to him than I will to you, so in the end this is a good thing.
JAMES: No its not… I don't care if SHANK gets hurt on MASSACRE… it doesn’t matter to me… I just… I don't want to hurt you. Screw it, I'm not doing it… I'm out of the match.
MIA: JAMES, you cant do that, and you know it. You signed the contract on MASSACRE, and it said you have to participate in the PICK YOUR POISON match to get your WORLD TITLE rematch. If you don't do this then you don't get your title back.
JAMES: Fine, SHANK can keep the title.
MIA: Will you stop acting like a retard JAMES? You have wanted that title since you started wrestling in this company, and you held it for two months… now you fought all month to get it back, so get your ass out there and get it back.
JAMES: Are you sure your OK?
MIA: I'm fine, I trust you. If you don't try and hurt me, then I wont get hurt… we’ll get through it as quickly as possible, and then we’ll move on to the pay per view. Deal?
JAMES is quiet for a minute, but finally he nods his head and hugs MIA. He kisses her on the top of the head as the camera fades slowly to commercial.
“Glamorous,” by Fergie blasts over the speakers. What’s going on? What is this? Here comes DAN FIERCE and MARISOL HAWKES walking arm-in-arm! The crowd is on their feet! DAN is dressed in a sequined tuxedo jacket with tail and a ruffled white shirt tucked into his wrestling tights. Marisol is in a red lacey almost transparent shirt with a leather mini skirt. They climb the steps and DAN holds the ropes for MARISOL. He climbs through and MARISOL hands DAN a mic. As they get to the center of the ring, confetti canons go off on all four corners, showering the ring and ringside with golden confetti. The music fades down as DAN puts the mic to his mouth.
The crowds cheers loudly!
DAN: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to this week’s edition of Glam Slam! I’m your host, DAN FIERCE!
Louder hooting and hollering from the audience!
MARISOL: And I’ll be your hostess, MARISOL HAWKES!
The crowd’s mixed reaction causes MARISOL to make a face at them.
DAN: You know, I have to start off by saying it’s great to see you, MARISOL.
MARISOL: Well, it’s great to be back, even if I DO have to be here in Omaha.
The crowd boos loudly!
DAN turns to the crowd.
DAN: She didn’t mean it. She just needs some Ben & Jerry’s. Let’s move on with the show, shall we?
MARISOL: Whatever.
DAN: Ooooh. Miss Kitty got her claws out tonight.
DAN shakes his head at her, still smiling.
DAN: Our first guest is one of the XWF newcomers that not only made a huge impact, but ended up with gold around his waist in record time. Ladies and Gentlemen, our Canadian Champion, CODEY HART!
The crowd cheers loudly as “Smells Like Teen Spirit,” by Nirvana resonates over the airwaves. Here comes CODEY HART! CODEY is wearing a black long sleeve XWF shirt and blue jeans with tan lug boots and a Warrior wear beanie hat. The Canadian Championship is over his shoulder. CODEY struts to the ring and steps between the ropes to meet DAN and MARISOL.
DAN presents him with a mic. DAN eyes him up and down, which doesn’t seem to bother CODEY very much.
DAN: Well, look at you! You look like you’re ready to go clubbin’! Plan on doing some celebrating after retaining your title? How does it feel?
CODEY: It feels pretty damn good. I've had a lot of good challengers for this title and I've beaten everybody they've put in front of me. I look for to defending it at Lord of the Ring, my Pay Per View debut! And tonight, I’m going to hit the town!
CODEY starts dancing next to MARISOL who joins in. DAN fans himself and lets this carry on for a few seconds. MARISOL puts the mic to her mouth seductively and continues the interview.
MARISOL: You gained gold fairly quickly into your career here. Are you feeling a bit more pressure than, say, a veteran?
CODEY: I feel no pressure at all MARISOL. I'm the young guy just trying to survive, and so far so good. All the pressure is on my opponents right now because everybody is starting to see me as the young, virile, threat that I am.
CODEY flirts some more with MARISOL. DAN gets between them.
DAN: Okay, you two. Get a room. This is a family show. You face Hunter Ryan yet again at Lord of the Ring. Do you have anything to say?
CODEY: I'll take on anybody. I'm not concerned about who I face! I think Hunter Ryan and I are slated to go back at it but who knows around here! It can change in a heartbeat.
MARISOL: What are your plans for the future?
CODEY: I hoping that the higher ups of the XWF see what I've been doing and put me in the X-mas X-treme tournament. That's where I make my mark.
DAN: Ooh… I have to know… Boxers or briefs?
MARISOL: I’d kinda like to know that myself.
MARISOL eyes CODEY hungrily. CODEY notices.
CODEY: I like to switch it up, but mostly boxers. Briefs aren't comfy to me. What says you?
DAN: Well, personally I like…
CODEY turns to MARISOL.
CODEY: …And as for you… I could arrange a personal show.
CODEY takes MARISOL by the hand, spins her around a few times, leading her towards the ring ropes and invites her out of the ring to accompany him.
DAN: Ladies and gentlemen, there goes the Canadian Champion and apparently my co-host, CODET HART and MARISOL HAWKES.
DAN watches helplessly as he is left alone in the ring. He watches them disappear into the back, then just shakes it off and goes on with the show.
DAN: Ooookaaaay. Well, let’s continue! My next guests are the current tag champions. Help me welcome to our show, Q.C. THUG and JEREMY ADONIS!
“Big Tymers,” by Big Tymers blares bass through the sound system. THUG comes out wearing a black Panthers Peppers jersey with some white sweat pants with the right leg pulled up to his knee, some Panther team colored Jordans, and a black soldier rag tied around his right knee a Carolina Panthers fitted hat with a 24-inch Gucci chain with a diamond filled “BT” charm. But where is ADONIS? THUG dances his way down to the ring and steps through the ropes. Q.C. gets hit with a bombardment of “YOU’RE NOT BIG TYME!” chants. Those die down so the two can talk.
DAN: Wait. Where’s JEREMY ADONIS?
THUG: Well, Dan I have no clue. All I know is that he is a free man. So I guess he maybe with some chick beating her brains out. But he is not in the XWF anymore . He fulfilled his end of the warden’s deal, so he is a free man. As some of you may know, Jeremy didn't want to wrestle in the first place, so he is no longer with us. But he will always be a Big Tymer.
DAN: Have you picked a replacement partner yet? If so, who?
Thug: While when Jeremy told me that he was leaving, I was worried because Scott was already in a match. I had to look high and low for a partner. I asked my homie Blizz, but he was too busy with the ladies to help out. Then I asked the true Big Tymer Zack, but he was unable to be reached. So I went to the back and withdrew $10,000 and ask the XWF big time legend Bigg Rigg. He all for it, but then I got a call from Jon saying that he had changed the card because that bitch ass Shadow was not the X-Treme champion anymore. Now me and my man Scott Charlotte are the Tag champs. At LOTR we will defend them against those fake ass teams. Sam, Dante, Nick, and Famine you will be facing me and Scott, the real Big Tymers!
DAN: Well, congratulations on being the Tag Champs. How do you feel?
THUG: Man it fills great to have some gold back around my waist. I mean to go out there and beat two of the best out there? Me and my boy should be on Anarchy!
DAN: What are you going to do with all the bling now?
THUG: I am going to do the same **** I do with all of my shine. That is keep it here it and make damn sure that nobody take it away from me!
DAN: Well, thank you, THUG for joining me. That does it for this week’s edition of Glam Slam! And remember… If you’re not glammin’…
THUG: Then we goin’ be slammin’!
HAL0
vs.
DAN FIERCE
vs.
BRADY ANDERSON
- - Pin To Win - -
“Word Up,” by Korn blasts over the P.A. system.
The crowd raises the roof!
Here comes BRADY ANDERSON! His dreadlocks swing back and forth as he struts to the ring. He slides inside the ring and poses for the fans. BRADY stretches while he awaits his opponents.
“Like It or Not,” by Madonna blares over the sound system. DAN FIERCE appears at the top of the ramp!
The cheering continues!
DAN comes out in his sequined tuxedo jacket with tails and fluffy shirt. Once he gets to the ring, the confetti canons set off, showering the ring with golden confetti as DAN raises his hands to pose for the adoring fans. Suddenly, the music dies out and the lights go out. A loud slam is heard. As the lights come back on, HAL0 is standing behind a downed DAN FIERCE. HAL0 turns his attention to BRADY and begins to advance on him. BRADY looks ready to tie up, but DAN springs up and delivers a nasty straight kick to the back of HAL0’s head, knocking him out of the ring! DAN looks over the ropes at HAL0 with fire in his eyes. BRADY comes up behind him and taps him on the shoulders. DAN turns around just in time to catch a fist to his head! DAN and BRADY begin exchanging blows! Finally, the ref steps between them, separating them. DAN goes to one corner to shed his jacket and shirt, and BRADY goes to the opposite corner. The ref calls for the bell! DAN and BRADY circle, then lock up! DAN uses his strength to force BRADY to the corner. The ref calls for a clean break. DAN walks off, blowing kisses at BRADY. The men circle again, and lock up. DAN gets BRADY in a side headlock. BRADY pushes DAN off and shoves him to the ropes. DAN is met with a vicious dropkick! BRADY rushes the ropes and does a flipping leg drop on DAN. BRADY pulls DAN to his feet and delivers another standing dropkick, sending DAN through the ropes onto the floor! DAN is reeling on the arena floor as BRADY comes out to collect his opponent. The ref begins the count. 1… 2… BRADY slings DAN into the ring steps. 3… 4… BRADY rolls in to break the count, and then rolls back out. BRADY snags DAN and tosses him into the ring. BRADY pulls DAN to his feet and slams him hard to the mat. BRADY scales the turnbuckles and goes for a moonsault! NO ONE HOME! DAN moved! DAN puts BRADY in a bow and arrow, putting pressure on his back! DAN pulls BRADY to his feet and delivers the Fierce Combo! BRADY is hurting! DAN climbs the turnbuckles and hits with an elbow to the small of BRADY’s back. DAN puts BRADY in a camel clutch, wrenching and working on the back. BRADY is screaming in pain! BRADY is going to tap? NO! He’s trying to reach for the ropes! BRADY strains to pull himself to the ropes. He’s almost there! He’s got it! The ref calls for the break! DAN gets up and brings BRADY with him. He whips BRADY to the ropes and catches BRADY with a leg lariat! DAN keeps the heat on BRADY, yanking him back to his feet by his hair. DAN sets up for the MAKEOVER! He nails it! He goes for the cover! 1… 2… 3! DAN FIERCE wins!
WINNER: DAN FIERCE
The camera cuts backstage to where we find DAN FIERCE walking back towards his locker room. As he walks around the corner, he notices SHAWN HUNT standing by his door.
DAN: What the hell do you want sugar?
SHAWN: Nothing, just stopped by to let you in on a little secret
DAN: Oh yeah, what might that be?
SHAWN: Watch your back.
Suddenly, JAYMZ DANTE and SAM HAIN jump DAN FIERCE from behind. The former TAG CHAMPS slam FIERCE into the wall, ramming his head against it repeatedly till he is busted open. They hold up the semi-conscious body of DAN FIERCE. SHAWN HUNT walks over and gets right in FIERCE’S face
SHAWN HUNT: I suggest you get the f*ck out of the XWF before something really bad happens to you. This tiny displace is not even the tip of the iceberg of what we will do to you if you don’t get the f*ck outta here. You’ve just been CORPORATIZED b*tch, courtesy of THE DYANSTY.
SHAWN then upper cuts FIERCE right under the chin, knocking him out cold. DANTE and HAIN release their hold, letting FIERCE fall to the floor in a bloody mess. The three members of THE DYNASTY laugh with one another as the walk away.
JAMES RAVEN
vs.
????
- - Standard Match - -
The referee rings the bell and JAMES and MIA slowly circle each other. The fans are cheering, watching the match they never thought they would see… THE PROPHECY members, and the hottest couple in the XWF lined up against each other for the first time. MIA makes the first move as she lunges for JAMES and tries to grab him by the waist, but JAMES moves slickly out of the way. She rebounds off the ropes and grabs him by the arm, trying to irish whip him the opposite way, but she cant move him at all as he plants his feet solidly. She runs against the ropes again and dropkicks him low in the knee, causing him to stumble backwards into the turnbuckle. MIA charges him and jumps high in the air, but JAMES moves out of the way and MIA slams hard into the steel, bouncing back up a few inches. She grabs her chest in pain, slightly winded as JAMES stands by, staring at her with concern in his eyes.
JAMES finally goes on the offensive as he initiates a tie up with MIA, bending her backwards with ease, then quickly applying a hammerlock. She shouts out in pain and JAMES quickly releases her, sending her crashing to the mat. Why’d he let go? He wont win many matches that way. He moves over to her to check if she's ok, but MIA grabs his ankles and pulls up, sending him slamming hard to the mat. Good counter by MIA. JAMES climbs back to his feet, but he’s met by a quick clothesline that sends him right back down. MIA pounces on top of JAMES and tries to put in a headlock, but JAMES grabs her wrists and flips her over and jumps on top of her, applying a quick reverse chicken wing. MIA works hard to make it over to the ropes and JAMES doesn’t try to stop her. She gets the rope break and he immediately lets her go.
MIA climbs to her feet and bounces off the ropes. JAMES tries to catch her, but she slides on the mat between his legs and hooks him from behind, rolling him over with a small package!!!
ONE…
TW-
Kickout by JAMES RAVEN. They both stand back up and circle each other once again. JAMES lunges at MIA but she spins quickly out of the way and grabs him by the waist. JAMES counters and spins behind MIA, and launches her through the air with a quick snap suplex! MIA lands hard on the mat and JAMES jumps back up off the mat in horror, checking to make sure that she is ok. She rolls over a little bit and JAMES breathes a sigh of relief. He jumps on top of her, slamming her shoulders down to the mat firmly.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
MIA gets her foot on the bottom rope, and the referee stops the count, causing JAMES to turn around to find out what happened. While he looks at the referee MIA jumps to her feet and drills JAMES in the back of the head with a spinning enziguri!!! MIA runs over to the turnbuckle and climbs it quickly. She looks down at JAMES and launches herself off of it with a flying elbow drop!!! JAMES ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! MIA CRASHES AND BURNS ON THE MAT!!! JAMES pops up while MIA rolls around clutching her elbow. JAMES retreats to the far turnbuckle and sits there, waiting for MIA to be ready. After a few minutes, she finally begins to make it to her feet. JAMES rushes her… MIA COUNTERS WITH A DROP TOE HOLD!!! MIA SENDS JAMES FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE AND IT LOOKS LIKE JAMES COULD BE OUT COLD!!!
MIA looks terrified as a small pool of blood spreads out from James face, staining the canvas red. He doesn’t move at all and MIA begins yelling at him, telling him to get up. The referee moves over to JAMES’ body and checks his pulse, then lifts his hand once and lets it fall to the mat. He tries a second time, and it thuds down dully. He goes for the final one… THE HAND STAYS UP!!! JAMES holds his hand up, but he still isn’t moving. The referee signals for the paramedics to make their way down to the ring and two of them run out from the back carrying a stretcher. They slide into the ring as the pool of blood grows larger and larger.
Suddenly, JAMES’ body begins to shake slowly. The medics back off and the crowd grows silent as his shoulders jerk back and forth and his head rolls violently. The shaking gets worse and worse until JAMES is having a full seizure!!! The medics grab him, trying to hold him still, but suddenly he stops moving altogether and he opens his eyes. He struggles to free himself from the two medics and he uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. He steadies himself and tells the referees to restart the match. The referee is hesitant, but eventually does after ushering the paramedics to ring side.
Blood drips down from his forehead and into his eyes, but JAMES does nothing to wipe it away. His eyes are sunken and practically glowing as he stalks MIA slowly around the ring, a cruel smirk on his face. MIA asks if he's ok and JAMES simply nods his head. MIA shrugs her shoulders and bounces off the rope charging directly at her boyfriend… SHE'S MET WITH A MASSIVE DROP KICK TO THE FACE!!! JAMES sends MIA flying backwards with an immensely powerful kick, and MIA lays on the mat, holding her teeth. She struggles to stand up, and when she finally does… A VICIOUS CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS HER RIGHT BACK DOWN!!! JAMES grabs her by the foot and drags her to the center of the ring. He climbs on top of her and punches her hard in the face with his right hand, then his left, then his right again. He brings down several sledgehammer like blows on MIA’s head before finally climbing off. What the hell is he doing? Is he really this upset over running into the turnbuckle?
He climbs up the turnbuckle and stands completely straight, staring down at MIA, still smiling as he leaps off and delivers a perfect cross body that almost snaps MIA in half. He covers her for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
What the hell? MIA is motionless, but JAMES just let go of her… he didn't want the cover yet!?!?! He lifts MIA to her feet and then hooks her head under his arm, lifting her high above his head and holding her there. WHAT INCREDIBLE STRENGTH!!! He finally smashes her hard onto the mat, driving her spine first into the canvas. MIA isn’t moving at all, it looks like she may be seriously hurt. JAMES lifts her up again, and hooks her feet over the top rope, while holding her head high for a DDT. OH NO!!! A DDT DIRECTLY ON MIA’S HEAD!!! MIA is bloody and bruised, but JAMES just wont stop… what the hell is going on with him? Why is he brutalizing his own girlfriend? Why wont he just end the match?
JAMES tries to kick her but MIA rolls out of the ring, trying to escape from JAMES, but he slowly follows her outside. She turns around to face him but is immediately caught in the gut by a monster of a kick… JAMES follows it up… SWINGING NECKBREAKER!!! JAMES grabs her and rolls her up onto the announcers table and the two medics have seen enough. They try and hold JAMES back, but HE CATCHES THEM BOTH WITH A DOUBLE CHOKESLAM!!! FOLKS, WE’VE NEVER SEEN THE FORMER CHAMPION LIKE THIS BEFORE!!! He climbs up onto the table and stands MIA up. He maneuvers her chin so that she is looking directly into his eyes…
FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!!!!
JAMES JUST HIT A FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN THAT SENDS MIA CRASHING THRUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!!!!
There are shards of wood everywhere as JAMES finally walks away from her lifeless body. The referee begins to count.
1… 2… 3…
JAMES rolls back into the ring and stares at MIA who has still yet to move.
4… 5… 6…
He continues to smile, never taking his eyes off his girlfriend as more paramedics run down from the top of the entrance ramp.
7… 8… 9…
JAMES sits on the top of the turnbuckle quietly, just watching as the referee makes the final count and calls for the bell.
10… DING DING DING!!!
WINNER by count out: JAMES RAVEN
The medics rush MIA and put on a neck brace and begin loading her onto the stretcher. JAMES drops down from the turnbuckle and rolls out of the ring as his music begins to blare over the loudspeaker. What the hell… its not JAMES’ music!!!
Let the drummer kick, let the drummer kick that…
Let the drummer kick, let the drummer kick that…
Let the drummer kick, let the drummer kick that…
Let the drummer kick, let the drummer kick that…
What the hell is this? Its Citizen Cope… THAT WAS TJ RAVEN’S MUSIC!!! Why is it playing now?
Elation
Creation
Incarceration
Determination…
JAMES RAVEN walks slowly up the ramp as the crowd boos him again, for the second time in two weeks. They throw cups and signs at him, but he barely acknowledges them. He simply trudges to the top of the ramp, his sick smile never leaving his face.
Equation
Humiliation
Reincarnation…
JAMES stops at the top of the ramp and looks back at MIA as the last word of the music appears on the X-TRON as the show fades to commercial.
JAMES sits in a chair, his head in his hands, in dead silence.
Suddenly, out of nowhere CENTURION bursts into the room and grabs JAMES by the shirt, pulling him up and out of the chair and pushes him against the wall.
CENTURION: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU JAMES!?!?!
JAMES: I don't know…
CENTURION: YOU DON'T KNOW!?!? JAMES, you just beat the living hell out of your own girlfriend… how the hell are you going to tell me you didn't know what you were doing?
JAMES: I don't know…
CENTURION: What was this? Was this your way of trying to show BIG SHANK that you needed to be taken seriously? Did you think that if you beat MIA nearly to death, you would scare SHANK before LORD OF THE RING? Was he supposed to see what you did to her and then imagine what you might do to him?
JAMES: I don't know…
CENTURION: STOP SAYING THAT!!!
CENTURION drops JAMES back into the chair and walks away, leaning against the far wall and staring at JAMES.
CENTURION: I want you to tell me what happened out there.
JAMES: I-
CENTURION: I swear to God if the next words out of your mouth are “I don't know” I am walking out of this room and I'm not coming back.
JAMES is quiet for a minute, then he looks up at CENTURION again.
JAMES: I don't remember any of it… I remember climbing into the ring, and then I remember being in the back while they loaded her into an ambulance. That's all… I swear. I've been trying, but I cant remember anything.
CENTURION: That's crap JAMES, I watched the match, you were there. You didn't black out, you wrestled the entire time, and then-
He suddenly stops talking, and looks at JAMES in shock.
JAMES: What?
CENTURION: I don't know… during the match MIA caught you with a counter. You
started shaking, almost like you were having a seizure. No one thought it was a big deal, because you were up pretty quickly. That's when you went crazy… do you think that maybe the fall kind of knocked you senseless?
JAMES: I don't know… I don't think so. I haven't told anyone, but the same thing happened on MASSACRE last week. I remember being in the locker room, and I remember getting ready for the contract signing. Then all of the sudden my hand was bloodied, the show was over and I was scheduled to fight MIA. I couldn’t remember anything… and I woke up in my apartment and couldn’t remember the last few hours either. ANDY, I don't know what's going on.
CENTURION: I don't either. We need to figure it out though. Don't worry JAMES, I’ll think of something, or call someone. I have all of the contact information for those doctors I was seeing. I’ll see if they can help.
JAMES: But you were depressed, not crazy.
CENTURION: Well, they still might be able to help somehow. Its worth a shot. Worse comes to worse, THE PROPHECY is still around. ROXY might be injured, and MIA might be injured… but we’ll find a way to pull through. We always do.
He and JAMES slap hands and CENTURION turns to leave the room.
JAMES: CENT!!!
CENTURION: Yeah?
JAMES: Have you… have you seen her?
CENTURION: Yeah.
JAMES: How is she?
CENTURION: She's not good JAMES. She's not good.
CENTURION walks out of the room and leaves JAMES alone on his chair. JAMES drops his head into his hands again as the show fades off the air
THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE
NOVEMBER 30, 2008
MAIN EVENT
CENTURION
vs.
RAGE
- - Non-Title Match - -
This main event match for ANARCHY starts off, with both CENTURION and RAGE already in the ring, as we peer around the ring, the fans ready for a fight. The referee signals for the bell, as both CENTURION and RAGE begin circling about the ring, looking for a position to start attacks. A couple of words are exchanged between CENTURION and RAGE, as they go for each other. They lock up, with a shoulder elbow collar tie up, pushing each other back and forth. CENTURION starts pushing RAGE back, but the knowledge of RAGE who’s been training really hard, shows, as he starts stepping on CENTURION’s feet, freeing up some position, in which gave RAGE leverage, to push CENTURION backwards to the ropes. CENTURION drops himself arms, and spins RAGE to the ropes, grabbing his arm and whipping across the ring! RAGE rebounds the ropes, and CENTURION drives his knee into the gut of RAGE! RAGE hunches over, trying to catch his breath, as CENTURION wraps his hand into the hair of RAGE, pulling RAGE to the corner, pushing him hard into the turnbuckles. CENTURION drives that knee into that gut again. CENTURION continues his assault, sending his elbow to the side of RAGE’s head.
CENTURION pulls RAGE out to the center of the ring, and body slams him, and with a fast cover, comes a ONE… TW.. Kickout! RAGE rolls out of the ring to gather himself, as CENTURION slides out and rolls RAGE back into the ring. CENTURION grabs RAGE around the neck, with a sleeper like hold. RAGE, pushes himself about, but the leverage of CENTURION still standing, or more so kneeling, proves to be a struggle. RAGE squints under the struggle, and just buys his time. The referee checks RAGE, checks CENTURION’s arm, and then checks RAGE again. CENTURION moves around, to pin RAGE down, but RAGE rolls over throwing CENTURION to his back, releasing the hold! RAGE leaps up and drops an instant leg drop across the chest and throat of CENTURION!
RAGE stands up, and pulls CENTURION to his feet, irishwhipping CENTURION to the corner, across the way, sending CENTURION bouncing out stumbling, and wobbling, as RAGE lifts CENTURION up and drops his head, sending CENT over with a back body drop! CENTURION sits up, and RAGE rushes over kicking the small of CENTURION’s back! CENTURION rolls over and stands up, as RAGE grabs him pushing him to the ropes, and whipping CENTURION across the ring. CENTURION bounces from the ropes, and RAGE spears CENTURION hard! RAGE covers, and CENTURION’s leg is hooked! ONE… TWO… NO! CENTURION places his or leg onto the rope! RAGE looks upset, as RAGE starts hammer fisting the face of CENTURION, then RAGE continues to the corner that’s about only three feet away! RAGE climbs up to the top rope, and leaps off, sending his elbow into the chest of CENTURION, when CENTURION releases his guard! RAGE stands up CENTURION, RAGE applies a three-quarter facelock on CENTURION and performs a backflip over CENTURION while maintaining the facelock turning it into an inverted facelock. RAGE lands in a sitting position, to drive CENTURION's head back-first down to the mat! CENTURION looks like he’s hurting! RAGE isn’t finished, as he pushes CENTURION to the center of the ring, or pulls him into position, and then covers CENTURION! ONE… TWO… THR.. KICKOUT! Every ounce of CENTURION was poured into that kickout, and RAGE looks very upset!
RAGE stands up CENTURION, throwing him to the ropes, and on the comeback, RAGE hooks up CENTURION dropping him with a samoan drop! RAGE sits up and signals for the end of the match! RAGE stands, pulling CENTURION to his feet, with a strike from his right hand to the face of CENTURION, RAGE lifts CENTURION up and over his head, and RAGE presses CENTURION of his head, dropping him down for a tombstone piledriver, and RAGE spins himself around, carrying CENTURION then leaps into the air dropping CENTURION with the last leg of the RAGE DRIVER! RAGE covers over CENTURION with a vicious grin, into the camera. ONE… TWO… THREE! The referee counted, and signals for the bell!!
WINNER:RAGE
