DT: Folks, it has been one HELL of a night here on Empire Pro… and I’d just like to say that we’re very thankful you’ve chosen our broadcast on this evening!
MN: As usual, we’re going to do our best to finish this show up with a bang. Who better to do it than Rocko Daymon and Adam Benjamin? These two have been at each other’s throats all week!! This one could get ugly… incredibly ugly.
DT: To say the least!
(The house lights dim as the EmpireTron flickers to life. Revealed is a figure wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with the hood pulled over his head, his back to the viewer. On his back is the twisted symbol associated with the Daymon legacy. The opening bass drone of "Capricorn (A Brand New Name)" by 30 Seconds to Mars fades in as words scroll upon the screen, reading "THE LEGEND LIVES ON.")
(Then, as the music kicks into it's grinding electric guitar riffs and spacial effects, the stage becomes a livid display of red and white lights. A pyro explodes before the entrance, sending smoke upward in the shape of a mushroom cloud. After a few measures, Jared Leto's forlorn voice begins as the man of the hour, Rocko Daymon, confidently strides out onto the stage, clad in his black pads and boots and denim cutoff jeans. He is strapping on a pair of fingerless gloves. A fraction of a second behind him follows his manager, Caitlyn Daymon. The two stand at the top of the ramp for a moment, gazing over the mass of screaming fans around them, allowing their presence of sink in.)
"So I run, hide, tear myself up,
"Star again with a brand new name,
"And eyes that see into infinity."
(As the first verse begins, Rocko and Caitlyn make their way down the ramp at an assertive pace. Rocko slaps the hands of many of the fans reaching out over the barricade as his wife and manager patiently waits his every step. Upon reaching ringside, Rocko turns to his wife, pecks her on the forehead, and rolls into the ring. He comes to his feet, pacing from corner to corner like a caged animal for a few moments. And when the initial adrenaline of the entrance has eased, he quietly goes to his corner and sits down on his knees, putting his mind into an intense state of focus.)
MN: AHAHAHAHA! The legend lives on... Pff! If Rocko's a legend, I'm Eli Flair.
DT: Well, if you're an SCW fan Rocko Daymon IS something of a legend - a former Superior Champion and holder of many other titles.
MN: You mean Gaymon, don't you? Caitlyn deserves so much better. She could sit on my co-
DT: -Family show!
MN: Copper Top Battery! Duracell! You can't top the Copper Top!
(Loose yourself by Emiem begins to blast as "Yours Truly" Adam Benjamin makes his way slowly to the ring. Adam is wearing two English flag bandana's one that cover his head and the other that covers the lower part of his face revealing only his stone cold eyes. Adam makes his way into the ring and stands firm in his corner waiting for the bell to ring.)
DT: Regardless of my colleague's potty-mouth, this match promises to be a spectacle! Adam Benjamin is one of the most technically sound young wrestlers on this roster, and Daymon's no slouch himself.
MN: Isn't Daymon a type of Digimon?
DT: Oh, cut it out.
MN: No way, man! I'm the only thing keeping people from falling asleep! What, you think they tune in to listen to YOU? "Oh... he hits a suplex... wow... exciting..."
DT: Now that's just rude.
(SFX: *DINGDINGDING* - Bell rings.)
MN: Chow time! Hey Dave, gimme a burger and some Biggie-sized fries!
(Daymon and Benjamin circle for a moment, sizing each other up. Rocko takes the first move, looking to rush Benjamin with a big right hand, but Benjamin snaps him to the mat with a drop toe hold and swings around to Rocko's legs. Rocko attempts to kick him free, but Benjamin grabs both legs and swings them into the mat, smashing Rocko's knees off the canvas. As Rocko rolls over to try and get up, Benjamin begins kicking him in the right knee.)
DT: Benjamin going right to work here, singling out the leg of Rocko's.
MN: I wonder how many rhymes I can think of for the name Daymon.
(Bringing his left leg up, Rocko manages to kick Benjamin in the gut to shake him off. Benjamin falls back into the ropes and comes back with a running elbow, catching a rising Rocko across the back to bring him down again.)
DT: Ooh! Daymon was trying to get up just as Benjamin hit him!
MN: Faymon.
DT: No, his name's Daymon.
MN: Graymon.
(Not wasting a moment, Benjamin pulls Rocko up by the hair and delivers a few knife-edged chops, drawing boos from the crowd. From there, Benjamin delivers a few low kicks to Rocko's right knee before hooking the leg up for a dragon screw, but Rocko reaches out and clubs him in the head, stunning the young Englishman.)
DT: Rocko countering the dragon screw in a simple but effective manner!
MN: Maymon. Sounds like Mormon.
DT: Stop.
(Benjamin retaliates with a sharp chop, but Rocko just slugs him a few more times, knocking him to a knee. From there, Rocko pushes him to the canvas, lunging after him to straddle his chest and hammer him in the face with stiff right hands. He eventually rolls to his feet, bringing Benjamin up to hit him with a crisp neckbreaker.)
DT: Big neckbreaker from Rocko, taking Adam Benjamin down!
MN: What? No more CLUBBING BLOWS?
(Holding the back of his neck with one hand, Benjamin comes to his feet, but Rocko nonchalantly kicks him in the face to knock him down again. Immediately, Benjamin regains his footing, only to eat a few more rights from Daymon; however, Yours Truly remains standing this time.)
DT: Benjamin being hammered by those meaty fists of Daymon!
MN: I've got a meaty something for his woman. Mmm-mm, look at those buns. A perfect fit for my ballpark frank.
DT: Would you care to take a cold shower?
MN: Hell naw, man! I'd rather make more sex jokes about Caitlyn. Damn, what a booty!
(Scowling at Benjamin's resilience, Rocko throws a few more punches, slugging Benjamin down to one knee. From there he sets him up and slams him to the canvas with a rough DDT, rolling over for a pin.)
DT: There's the cover by Rocko! Could be it - No, only a 2 count!
MN: He's a two-second man. Not like me. As Caitlyn will soon be able to attest to. The Mikeinator can go ALLLLL NIGHT!!!
DT: ...That's just disturbing.
(Dragging Benjamin up by the hair, Daymon sets him up and takes him over with a hard snap suplex. As Benjamin reels on the mat, Rocko drops a leg across his neck, then punches him in the side of the head repeatedly. From there he picks Benjamin up and punches him again, then bounds off the ropes for a spear; however, Benjamin gets his foot up and SMOKES Rocko in the face with a kick on the rebound, sending him flipping awkwardly to the mat!)
DT: OH! Benjamin just kicked Rocko in the teeth, using his own momentum against him!
MN: Benjamin's my dogg, bro. He's got my back. Me and Benji, we're tight.
DT: Sure - oh dear, looks like the kick drew blood just above Rocko's left eyebrow!
(Indeed, a trickle of blood runs down the side of Rocko's face as he comes to his feet. He attempts to tackle Benjamin, but gets taken down by a swift leg clip. Benjamin immediately goes to work, dropping a pair of knees and an elbow across Rocko's right knee. He then drags Rocko towards the ropes, rests his right leg on the middle rope, then straddles the leg and jumps to drop his weight on the leg!)
DT: Benjamin diligently going to work on that leg of Rocko's! Sound strategy - if he can take the leg out he'll cripple Rocko's rush-brawling ability.
MN: Maybe if he can't walk his woman will dump him and find her way to my backseat.
(Pulling Rocko off the mat, Benjamin hooks him up by the leg and lifts him into the air, dropping him on his bad leg with a brutal shinbreaker; Rocko howls in pain at the impact and collapses. Benjamin, however, is relentless, dropping another elbow across Rocko's leg before picking him up and delivering the dragon screw he was looking for earlier.)
DT: Dragon screw takes Daymon to the mat as Benjamin takes full control of the match!
MN: Like I said, Benji's my dogg. He knows how to take care of biznass.
DT: He's certainly taking care of it now.
(Delivering a few more hard stomps to Rocko's knee, Benjamin drops a leg across it before slapping Rocko in a brutal side leg lock. Rocko yells out in pain as Benjamin cinches in the hold.)
DT: Benjamin's got the side leglock on Rocko in the center of the ring!
MN: Woot! Cripple him, Benj-Daddy!
DT: Rocko's in a dire predicament here! He's got to break the hold or make it to the ropes!
MN: Or he could tap out, which I'd find cool.
DT: He's trying to make it to the ropes, but Benjamin's not letting him! He's pulling him back!
MN: Good-
DT: Wait, Rocko trying something less subtle - he's got ahold of Benjamin's boot and he's BENDING it BACKWARDS as if to break Benjamin's toes! Benjamin breaks the hold!
MN: Now THAT'S a unique counter...
(Gritting his teeth, Benjamin grabs Rocko's leg and stops it again, then walks over and stomps on his hand, drawing a yell from the former Superior Champion. Immediately, Benjamin drops and hooks Rocko's legs, clamping him in a Sharpshooter!)
DT: Oh my, Benjamin's got the Sharpshooter locked in-
MN: RING THE BELL!!! RING THE BELL!!!
DT: Uh, Rocko hasn't tapped out yet.
MN: Ah, I know. I'm just messin' wit' ya. But he's gonna tap out, I think. Look at him squirm. Heh. Sucker.
DT: It's very possible that Rocko could tap here! Benjamin's got him locked in the Sharpshooter in the center of the ring!
MN: Aww, look at the baby trying to make the ropes.
DT: Rocko's trying to crawl to the bottom rope to break the hold!
MN: He's crawling towards Caitlyn. I would too.
DT: Benjamin pulling him back - NO, Rocko grabs Benjamin's leg with one hand and pulls it out! Benjamin takes a tumble and the hold is broken!
(Both men fall to the canvas, but are up by the count of four. Benjamin throws a stiff kick to Rocko's knee, dropping him to the other knee, but Daymon springs forward and spears Benjamin to the canvas, pounding at him with devastating punches! From there, Rocko comes to his feet and brings Benjamin with him, then drops him with a double-underhook DDT!)
DT: Double-arm DDT! Rocko's mounting a comeback here and these fans are solidly behind him!
MN: Losers! They oughta back my dogg A-Benj.
(Benjamin stumbles to his feet, holding his neck with his hands as he falls into a corner, where Rocko promptly flattens him with a running splash!)
DT: PHANTOM TRAIN BY ROCKO!!!
MN: Oh, he's the ghost of Thomas the Tank Engine!
(As Benjamin reels from the impact of the splash, Rocko yanks him out of the corner and sets him up double-underhook style; however, Benjamin pulls out Rocko's legs and rolls him up for a bridgepin!)
DT: BRAIN RO- BRIDGE!!! THIS IS HOW BENJAMIN BEAT ROCKO LAST TIME -
ONE -
TWO -
THREE!!!
...NO!!! DAYMON KICKED OUT!!!
MN: I guess you CAN teach a dumb dog new tricks.
DT: Rocko's not about to fall for the same move twice!
(The look on Benjamin's face betrays his surprise. He pulls Rocko to his feet, but gets snapped up by the former Superior Champion and absolutely DRILLED with a T-Bone suplex so vicious that it'd break a lesser man's neck! Benjamin bounces off the mat and begins to slowly regain his footing, but Rocko moves in and clobbers him with a jumping piledriver!)
DT: Rocko's on the attack! Trying to put Benjamin out of commission!
MN: To quote NBA Jam... HE'S ON FIRE!!!
(Taking Benjamin by the arm, Rocko whips him into the ropes and hits him with a running tackle, then throws him into a corner and smashes him with a Phantom Train! Signalling the roaring crowd, Rocko hooks Benjamin up and drills him with the Brain Rocker!)
DT: THERE IT IS!!! THE BRAIN ROCKER!!! THE COVER -
ONE -
TWO -
THREEEE!!! ROCKO DAYMON EVENS THE SCORE!!!
MN: BOO! HISS! I demand a recount!
(SFX: *DINGDINGDING* - Bell rings as Rocko raises his hands in victory.)
WINNER: Rocko Daymon
[As Rocko gets to his knees with a smile on his face, the referee raises his hand. After a few seconds of his music playing through, it is suddenly cut off by the voice of Paul Freeman.]
PF: Wait… please stop the music….
[Freeman appears from behind the curtain at the top of the ramp, holding a piece of paper in his hand. The cameras focus on his grim facial expression, then to Rocko’s, which is one of complete uncertainty.]
PF: I’m sorry everyone… I’m sorry for this intrusion, but this is quite important. With my “boss”…
[Freeman rolls his eyes.]
PF: … having left the building, I’ve decided to change things up a little bit. Seeing as how I think it’s incredibly unfair to the other competitors of this tournament that you receive an undeserved BYE next week, Rocko…
[The fans cheer at the suggestion. The cameras catch Daymon and Benjamin’s reaction.]
PF: … I’ve decided to make a minor adjustment. You see… there may be repercussions to my actions on this one, but I’ve got to do the right thing. Momma’ Freeman raised a fair and honest boy… and NOTHING has changed since then. Therefore, Mr. Daymon, you WILL have an opponent next week!
[The fans offer a mixed reaction to Freeman’s claim.]
PF: I don’t mean this as a detriment to your world title bid Rocko, but honestly, all of the other competitors are required to face an opponent next week, as they weren’t afforded the luxury of a drop-out THIS week. Just because Dan Ryan OWNS this place, it does NOT mean I will allow these type of things to go down! Benjamin, you will be entered into one of the Intercontinental fatal four ways, as was specified. Daymon… after searching for a suitable replacement, I’ve only come up with one man. On the next Aggression, Mr. Daymon… for a chance to go to the semi finals… you will face….
[The crowd grows silent in anticipation of Freeman’s words….]
PF: … MAELSTROM!!!
[The crowd ignites as the cameras lock on to Daymon’s face. He looks at Freeman with a stare of determination, his gaze never wandering. The two lock eyes, and the cameras go back to Freeman, who is mouthing the words “I’m sorry, Rocko…”]
DT: OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! MAELSTROM!!! HERE IN EPW!!!
MN: I can’t believe it!!! You have got to be freakin’ kiddin’ me!!!
[Fade to black on Daymon, who is looking at the mat in thought. The fans in the arena are going insane at the news.]