DT: Well this next match up should be interesting considering that Rocko Daymon has had a restraining order issued against him by Jason Reeves. If he steps out into that ring tonight he will be arrested by the police officers standing by.
DM: It's a punk ass move by the so called 'Stalker' he knew what he was doing when he set Rocko up like this and now he's getting away with it. To top it off he is going to have Fusenshoff do his dirty work for him so he can still hide behind that restraining order.
MN: I don't know about punk ass move... it's more like a BRILLIANT move.
DT: Well I just got word from the back that it won't be Daymon facing Stalker tonight and that a replacement has been chosen.
MN: Who? Who!?
DM: I'm sure if he knew he would say something dingbat.
DT: Let's get to the ring for the match up.
['Did my time' by Korn blasts over the PA system and Stalker steps out from behind the curtains to a chorus of boos. With a smirk on his face he walks down the ramp to screaming fans degrading him. He walks up the steps and outstretches his arms to the crowd as the boos only become louder. His smirk never fades.]
DT: Alright well Stalker is in the ring now let's see who he will be facing tonight!
[Silence is the only thing heard as Stalker stares at the curtains waiting for his opponent to appear. A few moments pass and nothing happens. Stalker smiles at the announcers and begins to make his exit out of the ring when "10001110101" by Clutch hits the PA and the fans jump to their feet in cheers. "The Raging Russian" Ivan Dalkichev steps out from behind the curtains and rumbles to the ring as Stalker backs up away to the other side.]
DM: This will be interesting.
MN: Completely unfair how does a man prepare to fight a beast like this simply on the fly?
DT: Well we are certainly about to find out as the ref has rung the bell and we are underway! Stalker charges in quickly at Ivan and goes straight for the legs with a running dropkick to the knee! Ivan falls to one knee and Stalker moves in with a series of forearms to the head and back.
MN: That's it! Wear him down!
DM: It's going to take a bit more than that to wear this huge mammoth down.
DT: Ivan is up to his feet now and Stalker is not giving up with the attacks on his back. He runs against the ropes comes back and NAILS Ivan in the back with a flying forearm but it doesn't faze him. Ivan slowly turns around and stares at Stalker.... OOOOHHH DECAPITATING Clothesline!!
DM: HAHAHa! Wow the fans loved that one as much as I did.
DT: Ivan is dragging Stalker by the hair to the corner and tosses him against the buckle. Stalker is laying there defenseless and 'The Raging Russian' uses his weight from his leg and applies a boot to Stalker’s throat!
MN: Get him off ref! Completely unfair!
DM: Bullcrap! After all the stuff Stalker has pulled that's the least he deserves!
DT: The ref finally breaks up the hold, much to the dismay of Ivan and the fans in the arena. Stalker struggles to get himself on his knees using the ropes and looks to be in a world of trouble. Ivan lumbers at him and Stalker nails him with a quick elbow to the gut. Followed by two more which sends the big man stumbling backwards.
MN: Here we go!
DT: Stalker up on his feet now charges at the standing Ivan with a cross body but Ivan catches him in mid air and SLAMS him back down to the mat. Ivan with a BIG ELBOW DROP!
DM: He's in dream land now.
DT: Ivan picks him up by the hair and sets him up for an Irish whip... Stalker tries to reverse it but can't pull the laughing big man anywhere. Ivan reverses the reversal and sends Stalker flying into the ref!
MN: That should be a DQ right there in Stalker's favor!
DM: You're an idiot.
DT: Ivan grabs the stumbling Stalker.. hooks him.. sets him up.. OH MY The Drunken Russian Dr... WAIT. Stalker slips out of the hold and spins Ivan around Swinging neckbreaker!
DM: Figures.. this chump is probably going to come away with the win now.
MN: Ivan is out cold now!
DT: The fans are screaming at Stalker as he is looking at the ref. Ivan is struggling to get up on his knees as Stalker has the ref stumbling up to his feet as well. WOW! Ivan charges forward and shoves both Stalker and the ref into the turnbuckle squashing the ref! Ivan enraged picks up Stalker who nails him with a LOW BLOW!
DM: Oh for god's sakes.
DT: Stalker hooks Ivan... EVENFLOW! The ref is still out and I doubt that move alone will be enough to put down the big man and I think Stalker realizes this as well!
MN: Now it's getting interesting.
DT: Going outside of the ring he is looking for a chair and quickly finds one. Stalker slides back into the ring and walks over to the big man.... CHAIR SHOT! CHAIR SHOT! The fans are going crazy with boos and are now even throwing garbage in the ring. Stalker with a wicked grin on his face opens up the chair in the middle of the ring.
DM: This isn't looking too good.
DT: Ivan seemingly more angered by the chair shots is getting up to his feet slowly and Stalker is waiting for him. Ivan lunges at him as he drops down and hooks Ivan's legs with a drop toe hold into the bottom of the chair! The sheer impact ripped the chair into two pieces!
MN: He's not finished yet!
DT: The ref is barely starting to come to but he has no clue that Stalker has used illegal weapons in this fight and is about to use yet another chair! Sizing Ivan up as he is struggling to one knee Stalker NAILS HIM WITH A DIRECT IMPACT Chair shot to the FACE! Ivan falls over lifeless and Stalker tosses the chair out of the ring. He hooks the leg for the cover and just in time as the ref is finally coming to... he looks over at the cover goes to count....1...........2...........3!! Stalker with the win.
DM: What a cheap win.
MN: That was a smart win my friend, smart win!
TF: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner... STALKER!!
DT: Wait a second... what's going on HERE?!
DM: Stalker is adding INSULT TO INJURY, stomping the big man while he's DOWN! Come on, that's just DISRESPECTFUL!
DT: Why doesn't somebody DO something about this??
DM: Wait a sec... who's this coming down the rampway? It's... FUSENSHOFF!! He's here to STOP THIS!!
MN: Yeah, fat chance!
DT: Fusenshoff hits the ring... and he pulls Stalker off of Ivan Dalkichev! Stalker SHOVES him back! He looks simply FURIOUS!
MN: Does that idiot have any idea who he's shoving around? Fusenshoff is the SLAVE, and Stalker is the MASTER!
DT: Seems to me that the Television Champion didn't take too kindly to his "master's" display of brutality in that ring!
DM: Wait a minute, who's coming to the ring now?
DT: That looks like ERIK BLACK, coming to the aid of Ivan Dalkichev as Stalker verbally TEARS Fusenshoff a new one! Black trying to bring his tag partner of many years back to reality, and... wait a second, what did he just put into his mouth?
MN: Looks like a bit of the CHRONIC COLLIZION!!'s own form of FIRST AID!!
DM: Well, I think Erik Black has forgotten that we're not in California, and THAT particular form of medicinal use isn't quite LEGAL! Also, I think he forgot the fact that the ring is ENTIRELY SURROUNDED BY COPS!!
MN: Heh... WHOOPS!
DT: Erik Black immediately seeing his mistake, as Stalker's police escort are now focused entirely on HIM!
DM: He better get OUT of there before they nab him for POSSESSION!!
DT: A couple officers are now entering the ring... and there GOES ERIK BLACK, just LUNGING over the ropes and making a RUN for it! But oh man, they are AFTER HIM!!
DM: Black hopping the BARRICADE, and Stalker's police escort follow him through the CROWD! Well, I guess they don't call him "The Escape Artist" for nothing!
DT: Ivan Dalkichev leaving the ring... and that just leaves Stalker and Fusenshoff! Stalker's finally realizing that his POLICE ESCORT is gone! Without their protection --
["Albatross" by Corrosion of Conformity hits the PA, and the audience LOSES IT!]
MN: UH OH...
[Stalker's face turns WHITE as he turns to the stage and sees...]
DT: IT'S ROCKO DAYMON!!
DM: The former World Champion is HERE AFTER ALL! A bit late for his match, but I don't think he CARES! He's got Stalker all by himself in the ring!
DT: What AMPLE TIMING as Erik Black leads Stalker's escort around the arena in a wild goose chase! Here's Daymon, SPRINTING TO THE RING!
DM: But Stalker orders FUSENSHOFF to defend him! Fusenshoff standing ready when Rocko slides under the ropes and storms to his feet! He's gotta get through the TV Champion first!
DT: ...NO!! FUSENSHOFF STEPS ASIDE!!
Crowd: *POP!*
MN: THAT MORON!! What is he DOING?!
DT: Stalker's probably thinking the exact same thing as he COMMANDS Fusenshoff to attack -- but TOO LATE!! ROCKO DAYMON ROCKS HIM WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND!! AND ANOTHER!! A THIRD!! OH MAN, ROCKO DAYMON is going to WORK on Stalker's face!
DM: The former World Champion is simply RELENTLESS in that ring!
MN: Somebody STOP HIM!! He's BREAKING THE LAW!!
DT: NOBODY is stopping him now! Stalker's had this coming for a LONG time, and Fusenshoff has a front row seat of the action!
DM: It won't be lasting much LONGER, by the look of things! Here comes Stalker's rent-a-cops, spilling over the barricade and storming the ring! Now they're trying to PRY both men apart, but they aren't having much luck!
DT: Daymon has THREE MEN on either arm, and they're STILL having trouble getting the cuffs on! Wait a minute... now Stalker's dropping out of the ring! Stalker's picking up THAT SAME CHAIR he used to win his match!
MN: Time for PAYBACK!!
DM: Stalker's got some EVIL INTENTIONS with that chair, and here he comes back into the ring... now he's running TOWARD ROCKO -- !!
*CRACK!!*
DT: OH NO!! HE JUST NAILED ONE OF HIS ESCORTS IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! That cop just hit the mat as though a DONUT were painted on the canvas!
MN: I think Rocko pulled him in the way!
DM: Regardless, Stalker's police escort are now trying to subdue HIM, and Rocko Daymon is breaking FREE!! Daymon RIPS that chair of Stalker's hand while he can't swing it... and now he's reeling back for a strike!
DT: NOT so fast! One of the police has ahold of that chair... Rocko's trying to TEAR it free, and meanwhile, Stalker's trying to break free from the police officers holding his arms! It's just complete chaos in the ring right now with everybody cluttered up...
DM: Rocko FREES the chair... here's the SWING --
*CRACK!!*
DM: OH SH*T!! FUSENSHOFF WENT DOWN!! HOW IN THE HELL DID HE HIT FUSENSHOFF?!
DT: MY GOD!! LOOK AT ROCKO'S FACE!! He can HARDLY BELIEVE what he's DONE! That MUST have been an accident!
MN: Oh, I DOUBT IT!! Rocko was just waiting to get Fusenshoff's trust before he took him out with that cheap shot!
DM: That chair was DEFINITELY intended for Stalker, but it clearly missed its mark, and now the TV Champion Fusenshoff, who I should remind everyone has a TITLE DEFENSE later tonight, is lying on the mat clutching his face!
MN: I see BLOOD!
DT: Oh man, you're RIGHT Mike! Trails of blood seeping through Fusenshoff's fingers! I think he got cut open, and I think it's BAD!!
DM: The police escort FINALLY have Rocko Daymon's arms cuffed! The former World Champion is putting up a HELL of a struggle, but they are finally manhandling him out of the ring! No doubt they've got a squad car waiting in the back...
MN: Good RIDDANCE! That coward can't even SHOW UP FOR A MATCH, much less abide to a RESTRAINING ORDER!
DM: Well, it was impossible for him to do both in one night...
DT: EMTs coming to the ring now to attend to Fusenshoff. Folks, he definitely has a CUT right on his forehead, and Empire Pro's medical staff are going to give it a look over before he goes on tonight. I certainly HOPE this doesn't prevent him from coming out and defending his title...
MN: God, please, NO MORE people ducking matches tonight!
DM: It remains to be seen, but one thing is for certain, that errant chair shot may have just been the beginning to a bad night for Fusenshoff...
DT: That title defense is hopefully later tonight, and we've got more action on the way! Rocko Daymon has left the arena in the back of a police squad car... the TV Champion Fusenshoff potentially HURT before his title defense tonight... the CHRONIC COLLIZION!! are still dishonoring the wellness policy! It's been a hectic night so far, but there's much more to come, so don't go away, fans!
[Fade out to commercial break.]
DT: Hold on, I'm getting some breaking news from backstage.....
MN: You're fired!
DT: No, Mike, I'm still here.
MN: Dean's fired?
DM: No way, you would definitely go first!
MN: What?!
DT: NO it seems..... there's been an attack in the parking lot! Let's take it to a camera crew heading out there now......
[In the arena parking lot, a camera crew is running down a row of parked cars. We see the light shining down onto the pavement and then come upon one of the cars.]
DT: GOOD LORD!
MN: What the f---
DT: NEELY!!
DM: Someone is definitely paying for this.
[Lying bloodied on the beat up hood of the car, in a pile of shattered glass shards..... formerly the windshield..... is.......]
DT: I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! ANARKY'S BEEN PUT RIGHT THROUGH THAT CAR WINDSHIELD!
DM: You have to wonder, Dave. Is this attack somehow related to last week, when Marcus Westcott was found unconscious backstage?
DT: I'm not sure.
MN: No way!
DT: Why are you so sure, Mike?
MN: Because no one would be stupid enough to attack both Westcott and Anarky. They'd have to be crazy!
DM: Or..... have a grudge against both.
DT: It seems like anything is possible. We can only speculate for now, fans. First Westcott, now Anarky, are more to come? Hopefully we'll get some answers to this mystery soon!