JENSEN: Thank you! Thank all of you for coming out to another exciting Anarchy! You guys are the reason we are here week in and week out so if you're going to clap for someone, give yourselves a round of applause! The fans are the ones that make us who we are. We're nobody without you so thank you.
The crowd cheers in approval and claps for JENSEN as well.
JENSEN: Last week, I said that with the approval of upper management, I would be introducing some new belts into the XWF. And tonight I will do just that. These belts are what I believe to be a great representation of what this company stands for. The overall look of the belts that I had designed not only show honor and respect to those who have worn it in the past. But it also represents the future of this great company and it shows that we are never going anywhere! The XWF is going to be here forever!
The fans cheer more as JENSEN steps to the side as two staff members bring out a podium with a box that is covered by a red cloth.
JENSEN: Ladies and gentlemen. Allow me to introduce to you the first belt. This is a belt that is currently being held by Dr. Emo. I give you all, the new United States title belt!
The cloth is removed, unveiling the new title belt.
Everyone looks at the XTRON to get a glimpse of the new XWF title belt.
JENSEN: Later i'll be introducing another re designed belt. For now, let's get on with the show!
JUSTIN and GILMOUR lock up in the middle of the ring to begin the match. The slightly taller and heavier GILMOUR gains an upper hand over his legendary foe by working him back over into the corner. GILMOUR releases the lock-up and lifts his right hand right up and into the rib cage of JUSTIN. Another hard blow is quick to follow as JUSTIN yelps out in agony, quickly clasping at his sides in pain. GILMOUR grabs JUSTIN by the arm and uses a ton of force to send him crashing right into the opposite corner, JUSTIN'S back coming crashing back off the turnbuckle padding. JUSTIN collapses down to the mat, landing right on his face, as GILMOUR walks across to his downed adversary with a smile slapped across his face. As GILMOUR pulls JUSTIN up by the hair, that smile is quickly wiped off as JUSTIN connects with lovely right uppercut, catching GILMOUR right on the jaw and sending him reeling. JUSTIN takes this moment to start getting in some offence as he charges towards GILMOUR and drops him to the canvas with a stiff clothesline, with both men crashing to the mat at the same time. As JUSTIN slowly climbs up to his feet, using a moment or two to catch his breath, GILMOUR still looks pretty dazed from that uppercut, It's almost as if he's seeing stars! GILMOUR sits up, holding the side of his face, when JUSTIN reaches down and pulls him back too his feet and nails GILMOUR with a knee to the mid-section before hooking up his head and neck and dropping him to the mat with a DDT. JUSTIN rolls GILMOUR onto his back and hooks the near leg, One... Two... GILMOUR shoots the shoulder out at two. JUSTIN pulls himself up using the ropes and waits as GILMOUR slowly attempts to get too his feet. As he finally makes it up, JUSTIN runs at GILMOUR again but, this time, GILMOUR is ready for it and counters the move into a nice belly to belly suplex. After a second or two of try to catch his breath, GILMOUR quickly floats up and over into a pin attempt, hooking up the far leg, One... Two... JUSTIN kicks out before three. GILMOUR climbs to his feet using the ring ropes and watches JUSTIN doing the same. As JUSTIN is now to a knee, GILMOUR charges at him, attempting a Shining Wizard, but JUSTIN is smart. He ducks underneath it, hooks his arm around GILMOUR'S crotch and lifts RYAN up onto his shoulders. JUSTIN takes the moment in before dropping GILMOUR to the mat with a Smart Bomb!! JUSTIN quickly bounds across to make the cover on the fallen GILMOUR, One... Two... Thr-NO!! GILMOUR barely gets out before the count of three.
Frustration is clearly beginning to settle in as JUSTIN'S looks down at the fallen GILMOUR, who is slowly rolling over onto his stomach as he tries to get too his feet. JUSTIN grabs GILMOUR by the neck and forcefully tosses him up and over the top rope, GILMOUR'S limp body crashes right down onto the concrete floor. JUSTIN, ever the high-flyer, quickly ascends to the top rope as GILMOUR pushes himself up using the barricade at ringside. JUSTIN leaps off with a Double-Axe Handle attempt but GILMOUR uses JUSTIN'S momentum to drive him, throat first, down onto the barricade!! JUSTIN falls the canvas, clutching his throat and coughing out in pain, as GILMOUR uses the barricade to keep himself up. GILMOUR quickly pulls JUSTIN up and spears him right into the barricade, using the area outside of the ring as a weapon to try and inflict more pain onto an already hurt JUSTIN. GILMOUR pulls JUSTIN across and rolls him back into the ring underneath the bottom rope before sliding back into the ring himself. GILMOUR drags JUSTIN away from the ropes and into the middle of the ring before going for the cover, One... Two.... THRE-KICKOUT!! JUSTIN somehow manages to kick out before the three!! GILMOUR looks shocked and pissed all at the same time as he climbs to his feet and almost begs the referee to declare him the winner by saying it was a three count. He does not get his wish as the official calls a two. GILMOUR stomps the mat in anger before turning to JUSTIN and pulling him up once again. He lifts JUSTIN onto his feet and then slaps him hard across the face before lifting him onto his shoulders and calling for the end. JUSTIN manages to get out of the hold and immediately applies The Shock Collar! GILMOUR is trying to break free. He tries to reach for the ropes so that JUSTIN can release the hold but not luck. GILMOUR has no choice but to tap! This one is over folks.
WINNER: JUSTIN ZANE
The camera opens up in what appears to be a backstage studio area with a black curtain with the XWF logo on it, and two leather chairs. Sitting in one chair is XWF Interviewer STEVE SAYORS, and in the second is none other than STEVE JASON in what appears to be a sit-down interview. SJ wears a simple black t-shirt and blue jeans, while the words 'EARLIER TODAY' appear on the screen.
SAYORS: Ladies and gentlemen, we've arranged for a sit-down interview with STEVE JASON today to get his thoughts on a number of matters in the XWF, and he's graciously decided to give us some answers. First of all, SJ, thanks for coming in.
STEVE JASON: Eh, I had to kill time before the show. What can I say?
SAYORS: Nevertheless, it's greatly appreciated. Well, STEVE, you were true to your words at the last Anarchy and were victorious against HUNTER RYAN in an epic clash, and now you're going up against your old friend ANDY CORTINOVIS - CENTURION. This is a match that I think we all have to say has been far too long in the making, something you and CENTURION both agree on. In fact it almost seems as though your friend's developed an almost aggressive enthusiasm - he says he WILL beat you. Not 'if', but 'when'. Did that catch you off-guard?
SJ chuckles quietly at the question.
STEVE JASON: Yeah, but not in a bad way. That's precisely what I wanted to hear from ANDY. That's the reaction I believe is necessary for us to bring one hell of a contest. It's evident that he's going to be fighting to the end - which is what this match deserves. We've all waited so long for this one that it deserves to be nothing short of a match of the year candidate, if not a shoe-in. ANDY may have made that a possibility. As it is, I've made a hell of a lot of progress so far, and I intend for it to continue.
SAYORS: Progress or not, it looks like you're still facing quite a few detractors. JAYZON WILLIAMZ has gone on the offensive regarding you recently - apparently he's taken a great deal of offense to your comparisons of the two classes of legends you made in your recent promo. And now with RJ PALMER and ACE VINCENT jumping in to make various aggressive comments, this could quite possibly be the largest backlash you've had to face in some time. It's kind of ironic actually - you seem to have somehow angered both the old guard and the new guard at the same time.
The look on SJ's face now changes to a combination of amusement and contempt.
STEVE JASON: Ah, JAYZON. I really do have to shake my head at that man. Every time he opens his mouth, he puts his legacy in jeopardy. It's actually kind of hilarious how he flies off the handle when his name wasn't even mentioned. Man's getting a bit paranoid if you ask me. In fact, a lot of the ranting and raving he bowled us with this time almost seems to reek of... insecurity? Come to think of it, that's pretty much ACE VINCENT's line of thought in a nutshell as well. That and overcompensation. Those two might have more common ground than they ever knew - they've both got absolutely no idea so they resort to delusion. As for RJ PALMER - eh, I see him doing little other than jumping on the old 'SJ is old' bandwagon. I'm not even going to dignify that with airtime - at least not unless he gets past the fratboy and I see him in the finals, then I'll just run him over with that bandwagon.
SAYORS: Now, last question - the next steps. If you proceed in the tournament again, you'll be facing either JASON MUDD or DANIEL MALCOLM. Either one of these matches could be a lucrative one for you - if you fight MUDD, you'll get the opportunity to make him eat some of his words as you promised at the last interview. But you also have unfinished business with MALCOLM, who's been making overtures to you recently to turn on CENTURION. Do you have a preference?
STEVE JASON: No, not really. It doesn't make much difference in the end. I've got to settle the score with DAN and prove dominance over him - and send a clear message to keep me out of his retarded little powergames, but at the same time it would certainly be an absolute pleasure to do the people of the world a favor and close JASON MUDD's mouth with my boot. One way or the other it makes little difference - as far as I'm concerned I'm not going to let either man stand in my way of securing that match at Rage In The Cage. As it is, I have to admit, once I'm past CENTURION, judging by the majority of the combatants left... let's just say I'm gonna have a lot of fun punching holes in egos and watching them sink like the Titanic. And that... IS UNDENIABLE!
With the catchphrase said, the camera fades and we are now inside JENSEN KENT'S office where he and DAMIEN BATES are talking. PETER GILMOUR then walks in. DAMIEN stands up and both men go toe to toe, nose to nose immediately.
JENSEN: Woah, gentlemen. Let's back off a little ok? We're not going to start any of that crap in my office. You understand?
Both men then back up as DAMIEN sits back down.
JENSEN: PETER, i'm actually glad you're here. DAMIEN and I were just talking about your match at the pay per view. He's already decided his stipulation. I've already gotten yours, so next week, we're going to have a one on one standard match. With you and DAMIEN here going one on one to see who's stipulation will be chosen for the pay per view.
PETER: Sounds good to me!
DAMIEN: It may sound good to you now, but when you find out what it is, you won't be thinking the same way.
PETER: We'll see about that BATES!
PETER then walks out of the room as DAMIEN then gets up and leaves right after.
MANNY HARRIS shows he's faster than CRIMSON KLINE, avoiding contact with the bigger, arguably more experienced wrestler. KLINE'S got the size advantage on MANNY, but MANNY moves quickly around him. On the outside of the ring, DAVEY'S calling out last minute instructions before MANNY and KLINE officially lock horns for the first time. KLINE tosses MANNY into the corner with minimal effort. CRIMSON follows it up with a huge Clothesline. MANNY falls face first to the mat. CRIMSON reaches down and lifts HARRIS up by the hair. It appears it's clobbering time as CRIMSON raises his arm in the air, ready to bring it crashing down on MANNY'S skull. However, HARRIS is able to duck beneath KLINE'S arm, and he spins him around. HARRIS kicks KLINE in the knee, which causes him to lean forward slightly. HARRIS bounces off the ropes and Baseball Slides into the very same knee. MANNY goes to the corner to tag in his partner... when he realizes he doesn't have one! He goes back on the offense, charging toward CRIMSON, but CRIMSON gets an arm up, wrapping his big, meaty hand around HARRIS' throat. CRIMSON rises to his feet... could he be going for a Chokeslam? MANNY tries to fight out of it, but CRIMSON'S much too powerful. Just like that, MANNY'S laid out flat. KLINE could easily make the pin here, but he doesn't look like he's finished just yet. JOEY CASO hops up on the ring apron, calling out to CRIMSON. KLINE and JOEY stare each other down as MANNY slowly inches his way to the ropes, using them to get back to his feet. CRIMSON turns just in time for MANNY to hit the Dropkick to the same knee. HARRIS follows up with another Baseball Slide, and then a running Elbow Drop. He takes to the turnbuckle as CASO slides into the ring. DAVEY'S keeping the referee occupied in the meantime. JOEY climbs up the opposite turnbuckle, and after HARRIS lands a Leg Drop on CRIMSON, JOEY follows suit. After JOEY vacates the ring, DAVEY hops down from the ring apron.
Our attention turns to the top of the ramp where it appears KIERAN KING has decided to come out to "observe." DAVEY and JOEY meet him half-way at the ramp, insisting that he turn right back around and leave. KIERAN acts as if his intentions were pure, but DAVEY doesn't believe him. Finally KIERAN surrenders and heads back away from the ring. Meanwhile, CRIMSON has turned the tide on MANNY again. By the time DAVEY and JOEY realize it, MANNY'S flatlined with CRIMSON KLINE'S finishing manuever, the SENSELESS ABANDON. DAVEY and JOEY tell for MANNY to kick out of it, but it's no use.
...ONE!......TWO!......THREE!...
MANNY HARRIS wasn't much of a threat to CRIMSON KLINE here tonight, even with the help of his stable mates. What kind of future does this kid have here, anyway?
WINNER: CRIMSON KLINE
After the match all of a sudden, all of the lights in the arena go dark. Only the lights of a few cell phones are visible. The X-Tron begins to flicker. And all that is seen across the giant screen are the words…
"Redemption.....Sorrow.....Martyr"
Then as soon as the lights went down they were back up and the camera cuts to the back stage area where STEVE SAYORS is standing by.
SAYORS: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am here backstage with ACE VINCENT, who in just a few minutes, will take on RJ Palmer in the quarterfinals of the Universal Title Tournament.
The camera shot widens to show that ACE VINCENT is standing next to SAYORS with his arms crossed.
SAYORS: Now, Ace, a lot of people are saying that you're looking past RJ PALMER, and it could cost you the match tonight. What do you say to those people?
SAYORS tries to hold the mic in front of ACE'S mouth, but ACE pushes him backwards and grabs the mic.
ACE: First off, there is no fucking way that I'm letting anyone else hold a phallic object in front of my face. Second off, I'd just like to tell those “people” to suck my balls, because if they were as good as I am, they'd look past RJ PALMER too. Would you take someone who broke down and cried in the middle of the ring last week seriously?
SAYORS nods.
ACE: Of course you would, you're a fucking pussy just like him. Maybe the two of you should get together and go see Julia Roberts newest flick and use it's message to help you discover who you truly are: a couple of homos.
ACE looks at Sayors.
ACE: How do you still even work here? You're about as useful as a football bat. Seriously, if stupid were a talent, you'd be considered gifted. Get the fuck outta here.
ACE pushes SAYORS out of the shot, then faces the camera.
ACE: TRUTH UNTIL DEATH has a long history with RJ PALMER, which includes a victory by pinfall. All that punkass bitch can claim is that DRAKE didn't show up for his match against him. AIDAN COLLINS has beaten RJ, DRAKE KOMODO has beaten RJ, and tonight ACE VINCENT will fucking annihilate him and make the score an undeniably lopsided three to one.
ACE turns to leave, but then rethinks it as he has one more thing to say.
ACE: And JAYZON WILLIAMZ, don't think I've forgotten about you. Odds are that we're going to be meeting up next week, but I'm tired of waiting. I promise you that we'll be seeing eachother much sooner than that. Truth Until Death. The camera then goes back to GM JENSEN KENT'S office where he is standing by his desk with another box covered by a cloth
JENSEN: Ladies and gentlemen, I will now introduce you all to the new version of a title that not only has had legends wear it with pride, but future XWF legends as well. I now give you the NEW XWF World Championship Belt!
- Singles Match -
- Single's Match -
Wow, look at that belt. Who would have thought that any of the belts in the XWF would change so drastically?
"Bastards of Young" by The Replacements hits and DAVEY DUNHAM: strolls out from backstage. He looks to be all smiles tonight despite the loss his "team" had earlier on. DAVEY takes the stairs to get into the ring, ducking beneath the third rope. He heads over to the opposite side, calling for a microphone. DUNHAM climbs up on a turnbuckle and pops a squat as "Bastards of Young" starts to fade.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: You know something? Hey, me too! We have something in common. Anyway, I'm not out here to compare interests or anything. I'm actually out here because I have some very exciting news for each and every one of you. And all the millions watching back at home, pay close attention to what I'm about to say as it affects you, too. In fact, it has to do with the entire Xtreme Wrestling Federation Universe, myself included. Well, of course I'm included... I mean, DUH!
The fans laugh politely at DAVEY'S off-set humor.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: I really love this business, you know that? I wouldn't want anything less than to keep doing what I'm doing. Errr, better yet, what I WAS doing before the whole accident back in May happened. Let's just say my stay here in the Ex-Dubya-Eff hasn't exactly been the most... consistent. But the way I see it, that's all in the past. It's time to start over again. How do I intend to start over? By getting back into it, no less.
The fans celebrate as soon as they realize what DAVEY'S trying to get at. Could he be coming back?
DAVEY DUNHAM:: The Ex-Dubya-Eff doctor that was assigned to my "case" doesn't think I'm ready to compete quite yet. I beg to differ. Still, without his clearance I have no say in the matter. That is... until I shopped around and found a doctor that WOULD clear me to wrestle again.
HUGE POP!
DAVEY DUNHAM:: I know, right? Good stuff. So, needless to say, but I'll say it anyway: I, DAVEY DUNHAM:, will be making my official comeback to the squared circle. When?
DUNHAM shrugs his shoulders, a smirk on his face.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: Why not next week?
Another huge applause!
DAVEY DUNHAM:: The sooner, the better. That's my motto. Or at least it's ONE of my mottos. Anyway, I figured you'd all be excited to hear such delightful news. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but this place seemed a little... what's the word?... VACANT... without me.
The audience cheer in agreement.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: Now, being a wrestler isn't the easiest job in the world. It can get very demanding. And, add on top of that the fact I'm managing two upstarts, and you have yourself a recipe for long hours and very little rest. A professional wrestler needs all the rest he can. That is why JOEY CASO, MANNY HARRIS and I have come to the conclusion that I need to focus on my wrestling career. It wasn't hard convincing them of anything because they were more than willing to say goodbye and go back to their backyard league. Hey, to each his own, right? So anyway, here I am, all by my lonesome. My fiance's pregnant and working for CENTURION ENTERPRISES. My two "lackeys," as I've heard people call them, are no longer under my supervision. My friendship with DOCTOR EMO hit the rocks quite recently. DAN FIERCE hasn't been seen on Ex-Dubya-Eff television since, like, too long. I'm all alone, guys. I am ALL alone.
The fans deny DAVEY'S statement, making it clear that he still has them.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: Of course I still have all you guys. And the truth is that's all I need!
DAVEY hops down from the turnbuckle and walks circles around the ring, as if contemplating something.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: However, it would be highly unorthodox for any of you to step into the ring at the pay-per-view to take down my so-called "nemesis," KIERAN KING. Since I no longer have JOEY CASO and MANNY HARRIS to do my bidding--well, I guess that leaves just me. I guess I'll have to do my own bidding. The funny thing is that I knew that's what had to be done all along. But until recently, I wasn't able to find a doctor to clear me in time TO do it. My luck's finally changed, ladies and gentlemen. So has KIERAN KING'S. Whereas with JOEY CASO and MANNY HARRIS I've been a little... uncomfortable... with the possibility of KIERAN sneaking one by on 'em and thwarting my plan for revenge. Look at me, I'm talking like a mad scientist. No, I'm not a mad scientist--I'm just a guy who's really pissed off at another guy. KIERAN KING, if you're still looking for that match at the pay-per-view--and, technically, since it's already been "signed"--why don't you and I get it all done and over with, huh? You and me, one-on-one, Rage in the Cage... How does that sound to you? How does that sound to YOU?
DAVEY points out to the audience. They cheer extraordinarily loud.
DAVEY DUNHAM:: That's what I thought. I'll give you some time to think it over. You have until next week, KIERAN KING. I'll be out here with a contract in hand for you to sign. The ball's in your court now, Mr. Man. Whatcha' gonna do with it?
"Bastards of Young" by The Replacements picks up again and DUNHAM sets the microphone down on the mat. The audience explodes its approval for everything DAVEY'S said here tonight. He rolls out of the ring, straightens out his jacket, and struts up the ramp, high-fiving as many fans as he can along the way. Our scene slowly fades out to elsewhere in the building.
Begin flashing five alarm red as “Destroy Everything" by Hatebreed comes on.
The 6'5” GEIN steps out onto the stage, accompanied by his manager THE DIRECTOR, making his way down towards the ring. GEIN is one of the few men in professional wrestling who can try and tear someone apart with a chainsaw one week, sodomize the corpse of your mother another week, and then be cheered the week after that, and tonight is no exception as the fans applaud the XWF LEGEND on his way down to the ring.
GEIN finally reaches the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and standing quickly to his full height.
Thick white smoke fills the entrance ramp as the lights in the entire arena goes out. A maniacal and sinister laugh can be heard through the PA System. When it stops, The X-TRON turns on and the words "YOUR SACRIFICE WILL NOT BE IN VAIN" appear. The screen then fills with blood as Taking The World By Storm by Kataklysm begins to play. From under the ramp, rises a monstrous figure, dressed in black with his hair covering his face. He begins to make his way down to the ring as the fans watch in awe. Some children even close their eyes are they seem afraid of this monster of a man. Once inside the ring he stands in the middle and flips his hair back as we now see his white eyes and what seems to be blood pouring out of his mouth. The music dies down as he walks over to the corner, waiting for his opponents to arrive.
I need a hero to save me now
Just then lights begin to flash all around the arena.
I've gotta fight today
I've gotta make a stand
It's just another war
I need a hero to save me now
Just then, THE RYAN BROTHERS come walking out from behind the curtain. They smile at the crowd and then run to the ring and slide under the bottom rope.
AND THEY GET NAILED IN THE FACE WITH CHAIRS BY GEIN AND BATES! THE REF RINGS THE BELL AND THIS HARDCORE TAG MATCH IS UNDERWAY!!!
GEIN raises his chair in the air and the crowd goes insane! He takes another swing at HUNTER RYAN, but HUNTER rolls out of the way and drop toe holds GEIN, who lands face first onto the chair!
NICK RYAN tries to do the same thing, but BATES leaps into the air when he drops down for the toe hold and slams the chair into his legs! HUNTER nails BATES in the back of the head with a dropkick, and then NICK kicks him in the balls! BATES doubles over and drops the chair in front of him! HUNTER and NICK RYAN give him a double bulldog onto the chair, slamming his face into the steel!
HUNTER rolls BATES over and goes for the pin!
….One!…..Two!…….GEIN breaks up the cover!
NICK RYAN throws a punch at TRENT GEIN, who absorbs it and laughs! NICK tries to back up, but TRENT grabs him with the goozle, picks him up and gives him a running chokeslam out of the ring! NICK RYAN lands on the concrete and the crowd goes insanse as TRENT GEIN poses in the middle of the ring!
HUNTER runs up behind TRENT and punches him in the back of the head, but TRENT just takes it! He turns around and stares at HUNTER, and tries to goozle him as well, but HUNTER kicks him in the stomach, and drops him with a DDT!
Outside of the ring, BATES is pulling a table out from under the ring. He sets it up, then grabs NICK RYAN by the neck and pulls him to his feet. He kicks NICK in the stomach, then sets him up for a powerbomb, but when he lifts NICK into the air, NICK punches him in the face with a flurry, fighting for survival! BATES drops him to the mat, NICK lands on his feet, then clotheslines BATES to the ground! BUT TRENT GEIN IS BEHIND NICK RYAN! AS NICK TURNS AROUND, TRENT BOOTS HIM IN THE GUT, HOISTS HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS, AND THEN HITS THE PLAINSFIELD THROUGH THE TABLE! NICK RYAN IS DEAD!
TRENT poses once again for the crowd, but THE DIRECTOR urges him to throw NICK RYAN into the ring and pin him. AND OUT OF NOWHERE HUNTER RYAN SUICIDE DIVES OVER THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS ON THE DIRECTOR, GEIN, AND BATES! EVERY SINGLE MAN INVOLVED IN THIS MATCH IS UNCONCIOUS!!!
The crowd begins to chant “X-W-F!” over and over.
HUNTER RYAN is the first man to get to his feet, and he grabs DAMIEN BATES and throws him into the ring and goes for the pin!
….One!……Two!……..Thr-NO BATES GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
HUNTER smacks the mat in frustration, then picks up a steel chair and puts it on top of BATES. HUNTER climbs the top rope, but BATES gets to his feet, and as HUNTER dives off the top rope looking for the HUNTER SPEAR, BATES nails him in the face with the steel chair! HUNTER FALLS FLAT ON HIS FACE AND MAY HAVE JUST BEEN KILLED! BATES laughs, standing over HUNTER, but refusing to go for the pin! BATES rolls HUNTER over and lays into him with punches until HUNTER is busted open! BATES stomps on the open wound a few times, ensuring that it opens even wider! HUNTER RYAN'S head is gushing blood right now, and BATES catches some on his hand and he licks it! That sick son of a bitch just tasted another human being's blood!
NICK RYAN slides into the ring behind DAMIEN, trash can in hand, and he nails BATES in the back of the head with it! BATES wobbles, then spins around and NICK stuffs it over his head and arms! NICK picks the chair up, bounces off the ropes, then nails DAMIEN in the face/trashcan with it! BATES is on his back, still stuck in the trashcan! NICK picks HUNTER up, and then tells him to go to the top rope! HUNTER climbs, nearly losing his balance, but then manages to gain his footing. NICK picks up BATES, who is still stuck in the trashcan, and HUNTER nails him with the HUNTER SPEAR off of the top rope! HUNTER goes for the cover and there's no way BATES will be able to kick out!
…..One!…..Two!…….THR-TRENT GEIN FLIES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE WITH A VERY RARE HIGH RISK MOVE AND BREAKS UP THE PIN WITH A DOUBLE STOMP TO THE REF! HE DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER GOING FOR THE RYANS!
HUNTER faces TRENT but TRENT NAILS HIM WITH A GORE! TRENT turns and tries to hit HUNTER with the same thing, but NICK leapfrogs him and TRENT goes facefirst into the turnbuckle! As TRENT spins around, NICK nails him with The REDLINE! NICK GOES FOR THE COVER but the ref is still out! NICK walks over to him and kicks him, trying to rouse him in the only way NICK knows how to: with violence!
BATES has somehow managed to get out of the trashcan, and is somehow bleeding more than HUNTER RYAN is. Outside of the ring, THE DIRECTOR is screaming at TRENT GEIN, telling him to get up and murder the RYAN brothers, but TRENT was put down by THE REDLINE and doesn't seem too receptive to his managers demands.
HUNTER picks TRENT up and throws him out of the ring, then turns his attention towards BATES, who is staggering around the ring, trying to figure out where he is. NICK picks BATES up and puts him on his shoulders in electric chair fashion, then HUNTER climbs the top rope and spears BATES off of his shoulders! BATES lands on his head and may have broken his neck! TRENT GEIN tries to slide into the ring, but THE DIRECTOR stops him, and the two leave ringside. Right before HUNTER gets ready to make the pin, the lights in the arena go out. Thunder can be heard through the PA system and suddenly the XTRON lights up. Blood begins to fill the giant screen as laughter is now heard.
"What once was, will now be again! The time has come for darkness to reign once more! Ich bin mehr als der Tod. Ich bin mehr als Dunkelheit. ICH BIN der Inbegriff des Bösen selbst!"
Suddenly the lights come back on and someone wearing a hodded robe is in the ring! Who the hell is that?
- - Standard Tag Team Match - -
To live another day
Speaking my mind today
My voice will be heard today
But I am just a man
I'm not superhuman
My voice will be heard today
Just another family torn
My voice will be heard today
It's just another kill
The countdown begins to destroy ourselves
I need a hero, save me now
I need a hero to save my life
A hero will save me just in time
HUNTER RYAN stands there looking on and wondering who this mysterious man is. The man stands over DAMIEN BATES as both HUNTER and NICK go toward the mystery man but the lights go back out immediately. They again come back on and the mystery man is gone. BATES is still out on the floor trying to get to his feet as HUNTER comes in and hits the ROID RAGER! This one looks to be over.......1........2........3!
WINNERS: THE RYAN BROS.
EMO and VINIC are both in the ring and ready for their match to begin. A match that puts two of the up and coming wrestlers in the XWF up against each other. EMO is angry after barely not being able to beat RIZZA for the World Title last week and at the same time being knocked out of the Universal Title Tournament. The bell rings as the men quickly come together. They lock up and VINIC is able to grab a hold of EMO's head and put him into a hard headlock. EMO is able to push VINIC and throw him against the ropes breaking the head lock. VINIC bounces off the ropes and nails EMO with a running spear that sends EMO down hard. VINIC quickly picks EMO up and hooks his head and throws him up in the air and slams him down hard with a stalling suplex. VINIC quickly picks EMO up and throws him into the corner hard. VINIC then gains some speed runs and jumps connecting with a corner splash that sends EMO down but he is still sitting up in the corner. VINIC begins to stomp on EMO's chest and face until the ref finally makes him stop. VINIC waits for EMO to slowly make his way up and once he does VINIC nails him with a super kick right to the face! EMO falls straight back and could be done! VINIC falls on top of EMO for the pin.
ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!!
EMO does not want to lose this match. Not that quickly. VINIC gets up quickly and stomps on the body of EMO until the ref again makes him stop. VINIC decides to climb up to the top rope and jumps off going for a frog splash but EMO is able to move out of the way forcing VINIC to nail the mat with his body which leaves him in some serious pain. EMO makes his way to his feet and picks up VINIC who is still in some serious pain. EMO kicks VINIC in the stomach and then drops him down with a DDT. EMO thinks about climbing up to the top rope but then decides against it. He waits as VINIC slowly makes his way to his feet and once he does hits him with a dropkick right in the chest that sends VINIC right back down. VINIC is able to make his way back up pretty quickly but is met by a spinning heel kick of EMO. EMO waits as VINIC slowly makes his way back up to his feet again. Once VINIC turns to face EMO he is hit with a UBERKICK! EMO hits VINIC with a brutal superkick! Instead of going for the pin EMO climbs up to the top rope nearest VINIC and just waits for VINIC to get back up. VINIC finally is able to slowly make his way up and turn towards EMO. Once he does EMO jumps off the top rope grabs VINIC by the head and throws him around dropping him down with a 720 DDT! EMO jumps on top of VINIC for the pin!
ONE! TWO!! THR!!! NO, KICKOUT!!!
VINIC is somehow able to kickout! EMO seems very frustrated and begins to stomp the body of VINIC until the ref finally forces him to stop. EMO waits for VINIC to make his way up and when he does charges at him and jumps up hooking VINIC's head with his legs and attempts a hurricanrana but is caught by VINIC at the top and slammed down hard with a powerbomb! Both men are now down and in some pain! EMO makes his way up a little bit faster than VINIC and charges him going for a closeline that VINIC is able to duck under. VINIC grabs the back of EMO's head and drops him down with a neckbreaker. VINIC quickly picks EMO up kicks him in the stomach and drops him down with a single arm DDT. VINIC picks up EMO and lifts his body up and puts it over his shoulder and finally drops EMO on his head with a death valley driver! EMO seems to be in some serious pain but VINIC isn't done yet. He picks EMO up and grabs a hold of him by the side and throws him down with a hard russian leg sweep! VINIC grabs a hold of EMO's right leg and turns him over into DUSHAMED! VINIC has got EMO locked into DUSHAMED and there seems to be no chance of EMO escaping. EMO tries to reach towards the ropes but can't make it there. EMO is finally forced to tap out after being in some severe pain! VINIC DUSHANE is able to beat EMO via submission!
WINNER: VINIC DUSHANE
Wait a second. What is VINIC DUSHANE doing? He's heading over to the timekeeper's table. He's.. he's grabbing that black bag that he brought with him to the ring. What the hell is in that thing? Hold up. He's asking for a ring mic.
VINIC DUSHANE: DR. EMO.... last night I listened to you say that I didn't have a chance in hell of beating you. I heard you say that no one has the right words to describe what is so damn good about me. Well let me lay it all out nice and pretty for you, because you just tapped the fuck out.
The crowd gives a little cheer.
VINIC DUSHANE: You can call me an asshole and you can dog my ability, but the fact of the matter is that it really didn't matter whether it was NOIR ROUGE or whether it was you as DR. EMO. I have beaten you both times we have squared off.
The crowd gives another little pop.
VINIC DUSHANE: You want to cry and piss and moan about how a match in the making was wrecked and how you wanted credible competition. You wanted someone more than me. It would only stand to reason that if you can't beat me, then you certainly can't defeat anyone else above me, since you hold me in such a low esteem. Here's the thing though, DR. EMO. You were looking for words to describe me and frankly, why would you even ask anyone else what is so great about me? Why didn't you just come to the source, because I'd have been happy to answer your question. So... what is so great about me? Simple. I don't have to have week after week of WOW moments to impress people. My work speaks for itself and the list of tards like you who run their mouth and then tap the hell out is growing.
VINIC DUSHANE reaches down and grabs ahold of the black bag.
VINIC DUSHANE: Now.. you said that you haven't saw a WOW moment out of me and it got me thinking. You're right. You haven't. So maybe it's time that I leave you with a little something to think about.
He reaches into the black bag and pulls out a shiny title belt and holds it up. It doesn't resemble any other XWF belt.
VINIC DUSHANE: You mentioned something about how I ruined an important XWF match by not showing up. You mentioned something about how I wanted to be an undefeated Hart Champion. The truth of the matter is that I never expected to be an undefeated HART CHAMPION. In fact, I never expected to be an undefeated wrestler at all. Winning. Losing. Disqualifications. It's all part of this business that I am so very new to and yet, surprisingly to people like you, so very good at handling. What makes VINIC DUSHANE so great is the fact that I'm a fresh, new face who isn't the same as everyone else in the back that you relish so much. I'm not the A typical, prototype wrestler with a half a dozen signature moves or some flashy little sweetheart in a pleated skirt following me around. I'm the stripped down, bare necessities version of all of you. No flash. No flare. No catchy moniker. No back history of title belts won around the world. I'm just a flat out competitor. I'm not here for glory. I'm here for a paycheck. I'm not filchy rich. I'm just a little less broke than these people seated in the crowd.
A wall full of title belts isn't going to allow me to retire before my body falls apart. I don't need accolades to feel good about my career. I need the longevity to sustain one and I feel like I have all the right tools to guide me in my travels, regardless of who I fight and where it happens and under what conditions. I've heard a great number of people talk highly about you and since I have shown up here, you've yet to give me one eye brow raising moment. I'm not looking for WOW moments out of you. I'm looking for something that is impressive and as a green wrestler, I expect everything to surprise me. Yet still, you don't. You're a child. Your actions dictate it and your mouth confirms it. You'll never be the man that I am now or the talent that I will one day be, because you just flat out don't get it and you never will. For those who understand, no explanation is necessary. For those like you who don't understand, no explanation is possible.
I heard a low rumbling in the locker room today before our match that you would be departing the federation, yet again, after tonight. I don't feel like you leaving as one of our prestigious champions sets a good example to the others who are going to hold the belt after you... namely, myself. So I'm going to go ahead and take your UNITED STATES title back to the desk of JENSON KENT as a reminder to them of who they can truly count on.
VINIC DUSHANE tosses the title belt into the ring and snatches up the UNITED STATES TITLE off the timekeeper's table. He starts to leave the ring, with microphone still in hand.
VINIC DUSHANE: You said last night that you would rather be the HART CHAMPION than the UNITED STATES CHAMPION anyway, so taking this belt along with me isn't going to bother you at all. However, I feel like sending you on your way with a parting gift to remember me. A replacement title belt that will remind you of exactly who the hell you are at all times and what you stood for to this place. It's that title belt that I tossed in the ring a minute ago. It has a different kind of name, because unfortunately, you can't be the HART CHAMPION that you really want to be and I'll tell you why. You flat out just don't have any heart. So that is what I'm going to give you on your way out. A symbol of the lack of heart within you to compete like me. You can leave Xtreme Wrestling as the NOHEART CHAMPION.
The crowd gives a cheer and DR. EMO scoffs at VINIC DUSHANE's comment in the ring, kicking the belt aside.
VINIC DUSHANE: I feel that is something far more befitting for someone like you. A belt made of gold that you can show everyone you know, so they know what kind of a man you are and what kind of a wrestler you were. As for this...
VINIC DUSHANE raises the UNITED STATES TITLE into the air.
VINIC DUSHANE: I don't need to bitch and moan for a title shot. Same as I did when it came to acquiring my HART TITLE. All I did was present my case and ask for the shot. It was granted to me. After defeating you tonight, I don't think I'll have to make much of a case to anyone about how much I deserve an opportunity at this belt. It just doesn't matter to me, but I know it will come to me when the brass of this place is good and ready to give it to me.
VINIC DUSHANE turns and heads to the backstage area.
VINIC DUSHANE: Wow.
He heads through the curtain.
Backstage, the camera runs toward the production area where PETER GILMOUR is attacking DAMIEN BATES. DAMIEN can barely stand up after the beating he received just minutes ago at the hands of the RYAN BROS. PETER continues his relentless assault and manages to bust DAMIEN wide open. His head now bleeding profusely, making this scene look like something out of a horror movie.
PETER: I told you not to fuck with me! You want to be evil?! I'll show you what evil is you son of a bitch!
Just then, the same hooded figure that was in the ring at the end of the match appears again! He stands in front of GILMOUR who looks like he's just seen a ghost! The mysterious figure then disappears as the lights go out. My god! Who was that? And why does PETER look like he's seen a ghost?
“Schizophrenia” by brokeNCYDE starts to play through out the arena, the fans recognize the song and begin to boo at the superstar who is about to come out. Purple lights begin to light up the arena and a couple strobe lights on the stage start to flicker causing everything in that area to look like it's going in slow motion. R.J. Palmer walks out from behind the curtain in his wrestling gear and a black hoodie. He stands on the stage for a few seconds, looking around the arena before starting to walk to the ring, he looks over to a person in the front row and when the part of the song says '5, 6.. Suck on my Dick', he points down between his legs. He continues to walk to the ring and once near the end of the ramp, he begins to run and then slides under to bottom rope and into the ring. He quicky springs up and gets to the second turnbuckle and tuants the crowd. He jumps down and stands in the center of the ring and waits for the match.
The lights go out, and the words “Truth Until Death” appear on the X-Tron, then disappear, replaced by the sneering face of ACE VINCENT. A lone voice is heard throughout the arena:
“Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward.
"Omerta" by Lamb of God hits with a thunderous breakdown, and the crowd cheers.
ACE saunters out from behind the curtain slowly, looking around at the crowd and smirking. From behind him emerges his valet BREE BENZ, who is dressed scantily. ACE raises his arms as BREE kneels down, holding onto his leg, and the two pose as the cameras throughout the arena flash and flicker, capturing the image of THE BROAD STREET BULLY and BREE BENZ. He walks slowly down to the ring, rolling his neck and shoulders, and sneering at the crowd. BREE walks up to the camera, grabs it, and motorboats it.
ACE climbs the steps slowly, walks along the outside of the ring while holding onto the top rope, then looks at the crowd, nodding. They know what he knows: RJ PALMER is about to get fucked up. He steps over the middle rope, ducks under the top one, and faces the crowd once more, smirks, then completes his entry of the ring.
BREE slides into the ring behind him as he saunters to the opposite side of the ring, then climbs the ropes and faces the crowd as a king would face a group of peasants. He pounds his fist against his chest three times, then throws his hands back, receiving the cheers of the crowd, and channeling them into an energy he can use against his opponent.
ACE drops down and points at RJ PALMER, who gives him the finger. ACE smirks, then BREE BENZ tries to rush PALMER, but ACE grabs her and holds her back. RJ seizes the opportunity and elbows ACE in the back of the head, knocking him into BREE, which sends her flying out of the ring! The crowd boos as RJ walks over to the ropes and mocks her as she lies motionless on the mats at ringside, but behind him ACE rolls him up with a cradle!
…..One!……..Two!……….Thr-RJ kicks out! ACE nearly swiped the victory from right under RJ's nose!
Both men get to their feet and face eachother, and ACE signals to RJ that he was “this close” to beating him. RJ shoves ACE, who comes back at him with a boot to the gut, and then a European uppercut. RJ reels backward into the corner, and ACE lays into him with punches as the crowd cheers him on! ACE takes a quick step backward, then nails RJ in the face with a picture perfect dropkick! RJ falls on his ass! ACE poses right in front of RJ who tries to sit up, but ACE bounces off the ropes and knees him in the face! RJ is on his back now. ACE grabs his feet and tries to drag him to the center of the ring, but RJ kicks him off and then rolls to the outside to collect himself, prompting the crowd to boo him! The ref begins to count him out, but RJ doesn't care!
…..One!
RJ has his hands on his hips and is catching his breath.
……Two!
RJ rubs the jaw that ACE kicked, punched, and kneed just a few minutes ago.
……Three!
The crowd begins to chant, “Pu-ssy! Pu-ssy! Pu-ssy!”, so RJ flips them all off!
……..Four!
ACE begins to chant with them, firing the crowd up even more!
…….Five!
Out of nowhere, ACE rushes towards RJ and leaps at him, looking for the LIBERTY BELL, but RJ gets out of the way and ACE hits the floor with a loud smack! RJ quickly rushes to his side and puts the boots to him! RJ nails ACE in the back of the head with boot after boot as ACE tries to get up, then picks him up and throws him into the ring, following in after him. Ace starts to get up, but RJ runs past him, bounces off the ropes, and nails ACE in the teeth with a spinning heel kick! ACE goes down, and RJ quickly jumps on him for the cover!
….One!
…..Two!
….…Ace gets a shoulder up!
RJ picks ACE up, then puts him in a headlock. ACE pushes him into the ropes, and RJ bounces off and tries to shoulder block ACE, but ACE is the bigger man and RJ ends up on his ass! ACE bounces off the ropes, and gets leapfrogged by RJ, who spins around and follows ACE, and hits him with a kitchen sink as he bounces off the ropes! RJ jumps on top of ACE and tries to throw on an armbar, but ACE is just as submission savvy as RJ is, and he quickly scrambles and grabs the ropes. RJ ignores the ref, and holds onto the armbar and wrenches back with it!
….One!
ACE tries to fight out of the armbar.
….Two!
RJ doesn't seem intent on letting the arm go!
…..Three!
RJ is going to get disqualified!
……Four!
And he finally lets go of the arm! ACE clutches at his elbow and grimaces, and the ref tells RJ that he had better start obeying the rules or else he'll be disqualified. RJ shoves the ref backwards, then grabs ACE'S arm, extends it, and then drops a knee on it! ACE grabs it once more and rolls around the ring, screaming in agony! RJ stalks him with a sadistic grin on his face, kicking at ACE'S injured arm, picking at him as if he were a vulture picking at a dying man. Outside of the ring, BREE BENZ is screaming at ACE, telling him to suck it up, and ACE tries to use the ropes to get to his feet, but he cannot grab anything. RJ grabs him by the back of the head and plants him with a reverse DDT! He hooks the leg!
…One!….Two!….Th-ACE gets a shoulder up!
RJ quickly jumps back on top of him and punches him in the face over and over until the ref pulls him off of ACE. ACE slowly gets to his feet, and RJ rushes him, looking for a clothesline, but ACE ducks and kicks RJ in the back of the head with a vicious superkick! He falls on top of RJ and hooks the leg!
….One!……Two!……RJ kicks out!
RJ quickly gets to his feet and ducks a clothesline attempt from ACE, grabs him around the waist and plants him on his head with a German suplex! RJ bridges, looking for the pin, but BREE BENZ is on the apron distracting the referee! RJ lets go of ACE, then stands up and stares BREE down! He walks slowly towards her, and she jumps off of the apron. From behind RJ, ACE grabs him in a sleeper hold! RJ tries to kick backwards off of the turnbuckle, but the referee is in the way and RJ kicks him in his face and lays him out! ACE tries to tighten the sleeper, but his injured arm gives out and RJ is able to wrestle free. RJ throws ACE into the corner, then lifts him onto the top rope. RJ climbs up with him, looking for a superplex, but ACE throws him off of the top rope, then leaps into the air, looking for a flying elbow, but RJ dropkicks him in the face! RJ is about to go for the cover, but from out in the crowd emerges a man who can only be described as…..
GREENMAN slides into the ring, then nails RJ PALMER with a running front flip piledriver! That's DR EMO'S finisher! GREENMAN kicks PALMER in the face over and over, then picks him back up and drops him with GILMOUR'S FINISHER! Who the hell is under that mask?!
ACE VINCENT stands up, and faces off with GREENMAN, who rushes at him for another front flip piledriver, but ACE flips him over the top rope! BREE picks up a chair and chases GREENMAN into the crowd, where he disappears among the masses!
Back inside the ring, RJ PALMER is struggling to get to his feet, and ACE VINCENT is behind him, measuring him up for something, and as he grabs him from behind with a head and arm choke, RJ gets suplexed right onto his head! ACE goes for the pin, but the ref is still jacked up!
BREE grabs the ref and rouses him from his slumber, but behind ACE, RJ is on his feet! He boots ACE in the gut and puts him on his shoulders, looking for the xMOSHx, but ACE has a hold of the top rope! He elbows RJ in the head a few times, and RJ drops him. ACE lands on his feet, then grabs RJ and throws him towards the corner, but RJ runs up to the top rope, leaps into the air looking for a moonsault, but misses as ACE moves out of the way! As RJ gets to his feet, ACE nails him with The Ace Of Spades! ACE falls on top of him for the cover!
…..One!…….Two!……..Three!
WINNER: ACE VINCENT
The scene then goes back to GM JENSEN KENT'S office where he is seated at his desk. There is a knock at his door several times.
JENSEN: Come in.
The sound of the door opens and after a few moments walks in VINIC DUSHANE with the UNITED STATES TITLE over his shoulder.
JENSEN: VINIC.
JENSEN gives him a nod. VINIC takes a moment and then slings the belt off his shoulder and holds it in his hands. He places the belt onto the desk.
VINIC DUSHANE: Here is your property back.
KENT takes a moment, sitting back in his chair and looking at VINIC.
JENSEN: Thank you.
VINIC DUSHANE turns to leave, but then turns around.
VINIC DUSHANE: By the way... that's the second time I've defeated the UNITED STATES CHAMPION here in the X.
JENSEN: I'll keep that in mind.
VINIC DUSHANE turns and leaves the office and the camera focuses on GM JENSEN KENT as the scene fades and returns to the ring for the next match.
JASON nails MALCOLM with a huge clothesline, turning him inside out, as the match begins with MUDD on the attack. MUDD quickly pulls MALCOLM up and catches him with a huge right hand that sends MALCOLM flying right across the ring. JASON smiles as MALCOLM writhes in agony on the canvas. JASON pulls him up by the hair and hits him again, this time sending him flying back into the corner, before following in with a high knee to the mid-section. JASON pulls MALCOLM out of the corner and lifts him up and over with a ferocious Spinebuster, snapping MALCOLM'S back right off the canvas. As MALCOLM lays flat out on the mat, JASON takes a moment to think through his next move. The wheels in motion, JASON lifts MALCOLM up too his feet once again and drives his palm right into MALCOLM'S throat, crushing his larynx before slamming him to the mat with a hard stalling suplex. JASON goes for the cover, One..... Two..... JASON pulls MALCOLM'S shoulder off the mat!! He's not done with him just yet!!
MUDD pulls MALCOLM up by the hair once again and lifts him right up and onto his shoulders. MUDD takes a moment to pose with MALCOLM in the air before he slams him down to the canvas with a hard samoan drop. MUDD goes to go for the cover but stops, mid-move. MUDD smiles and lifts MALCOLM up once again, right onto his shoulders and drops him. But this time MUDD hits the Diving Intervention!! MALCOLM IS UNCONCIOUS!! JASON then cockily places one finger on MALCOLM'S chest...........1...........2...........3. MALCOLM is out of the tournament and MUDD continues on.
WINNER: JASON MUDD
CENTURION and STEVE JASON are both in the ring ready for their second round Universal Title Tournament match to begin. The men respect each other but are both ready for the match and have their game faces on. The only thing they care about at this point is getting the win. The bell rings and the two men come together. They exchange punches back and forth until JASON sends CENTURION down to the mat. JASON bounces off the rope and as CENTURION makes his way back up STEVE hits him with a dropkick that sends CENTURION right back down. CENTURION quickly gets back up but is met with a closeline from STEVE JASON! STEVE jumps on top of CENTURION and begins to land multiple strikes and elbows to CENTURION. CENTURION finally covers up and STEVE decides to get off him. He picks him up and wraps him up around the waist and throws him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. STEVE picks up CENTURION and throws him into the corner . STEVE runs and jumps for a corner splash but is met by CENTURION's foot right in the face which sends STEVE down hard! CENTURION quickly jumps up to the top rope and leaps off connecting with a hard flying elbow drop! CENTURION makes his way up and waits for STEVE to slowly get up. Once he does CENTURION charges him and hits him with a solid football tackle. CENTURION climbs back up to the top rope and jumps off again attempting a frog splash but STEVE JASON is somehow able to move out of the way! CENTURION lands hard on the mat face first and is in some serious pain. STEVE makes his way to his feet and decides to climb up to the top rope. He waits for CENTURION to slowly make his way up and then jumps off hitting CENTURION with a missile dropkick! STEVE picks CENTURION up and flings him across the ropes. CENTURION bounces off the ropes and STEVE catches him and slams him down hard with a brutal spinebuster! CENTURION seems to be completely out of it. STEVE hooks his legs for the pin!
ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!!
CENTURION is not ready for this match to be over quite yet. STEVE picks CENTURION back up and suplex's him right in the middle of the ring. STEVE climbs back up to the top rope and jumps off for a shooting star press! CENTURION moves out of the way! STEVE hits the mat face first and is in some serious pain! CENTURION makes his way to his feet a little faster than STEVE and is able to hit him with a roundhouse kick as soon as STEVE made his way back to his feet. STEVE tried to get up quickly but is met by a boot to the stomach followed by a DDT. CENTURION decides to climb up to the top rope once again! He waits as STEVE slowly makes his way to his feet. Once he does CENTURION jumps off and nails STEVE JASON in the back of the head with a missile dropkick that sends STEVE JASON flying out of the ring! CENTURION waits as STEVE slowly makes his way to his feet and then CENTURION catapults his body over the top rope and hits STEVE with a cross body. CENTURION picks STEVE back up and rolls his body back into the ring. He climbs back into the ring and begins to stomp on the body of STEVE JASON as he tried to make his way back to his feet but is sent right back down to the mat. CENTURION picks STEVE up and hits him with a elbow to the side of the head followed by a Smart Bomb! CENTURION was able to pick up the bigger STEVE JASON over his shoulder and slam him down hard on his head! This match might be over! CENTURION might be moving on to the next round! CENTURION jumps on STEVE for the pin!
ONE! TWO!! THR!! KICKOUT!!!
STEVE JASON is somehow able to kickout before the three count! He is not ready for his tournament to be over quite yet. CENTURION seems frustrated that he wasn't able to get the win there. CENTURION stomps on the ribs of STEVE a few times and then grabs his legs and is able to turn him over in the FALL OF ROME! CENTURION is able to hook in his signature move THE FALL OF ROME! STEVE JASON wont' be able to last too long! STEVE is trying to drag himself to the ropes but barely can't reach. STEVE looks like he is ready to tap out but gives it one last jump at the rope and is able to grab a hold of the bottom rope! The ref makes CENTURION let go of the hold because STEVE was somehow able to make it to the bottom rope! A real battle is going on right now between the two XWF Legends! STEVE JASON is still down and in some serious pain. CENTURION gets up and waits as STEVE slowly is able to make his way to his feet. CENTURION runs at STEVE trying to hit him with a closeline but STEVE is able to duck under the closeline, bounce off the rope, and and hits CENTURION with a hard closeline of his own! Both men stay down for a second. CENTURION makes his way up a little quicker and goes to grab STEVE but is hit with two elbows to the midsection which STEVE follows up with a DDT! STEVE quickly picks up CENTURION and kicks him in the stomach and then hooks both his arms. He picks him up and slams him down hard with the SHOCKWAVE! STEVE was just able to hit the SHOCKWAVE on CENTURION! This match might finally be over! He hooks CENTURION's leg for the pin.
ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!
It's over! STEVE JASON moves on to the next round of the tournament. What an amazing display of ability and kill!
WINNER: STEVE JASON
Before the match begins, JENSEN KENT makes his way out to the arena one more time. He has that same podium brought out with another box, covered by a red cloth. He is smiling as he looks on at the crowd.
JENSEN: Here it is folks. The third and final belt. This belt has been held by some of the greatest superstars to ever grace this company and this business. I wanted to do this belt justice. I wanted to make all of the men who wore it proud. I hope I did a good job. Ladies and gentlemen, the NEW XWF Universal Title!
- Singles Match -
- Universal Title Tournament - Singles Match -
Whoever cannot take care of themselves without that law is both.
For a wounded man shall say to his assailant,
'If I die, you are forgiven. If I live, I will kill you.'
Such is the rule of honor.”
- - Universal Title Tournament - Singles Match -
- - Universal Title Tournament - Singles Match -
- - Universal Title Tournament - Single's Match -
JENSEN: This right here, is the holy grail of this business. It's what we all strive for. What we all bleed, sweat and risk our bodies for. And at the end of this tournament, we WILL crown a new Universal champion. I hope you've all enjoyed the show tonight. Now, let's get on with the final match!
Both JAYZON and RIZZA are in the ring ready for their main event match that they have both been waiting for. RIZZA still has his World Title over his shoulder. JAYZON and RIZZA have not taken their eyes off each other since they entered the ring. The ref grabs RIZZA's World Title and places it outside of the ring and rings the bell for this non-title Universal Title Tournament main event match to begin. The bell rings and RIZZA charges at JAYZON going for a closeline but JAYZON is able to duck under. RIZZA turns back towards JAYZON and as soon as he does is met with a combo of two right hands to the face, a left hand to the face, and a right haymaker to the face that sends RIZZA down to the mat. RIZZA quickly bounces back up and swings at JAYZON but the quicker JAYZON is able to dodge the punch kick RIZZA in the gut and drop him down with a DDT. JAYZON begins to stomp RIZZA's back over and over again until the ref forces him to stop. JAYZON climbs up to the top rope and waits for RIZZA to make his way back to his feet. RIZZA turns to face JAYZON but as soon as he does JAYZON jumps and nails RIZZA in the face with a missile dropkick! JAYZON gets up quick bounces off the rope and hits RIZZA with a leg drop right to the neck. JAYZON picks RIZZA up off the mat kicks him in the stomach and then puts his head between his legs. JAYZON somehow picks up the much bigger RIZZA and drops him hard on his head with a piledriver! JAYZON is in complete control of the XWF World Champion. JAYZON climbs up to the top rope and stands up straight throwing his hands in the air to pump up the crowd. He jumps up high into the air and hits RIZZA with a hard flying elbow drop right in the chest! RIZZA is in some serious pain after that! JAYZON thinks about going for the pin but decides against it. He gets up and waits as RIZZA slowly makes his way up grabbing his chest. RIZZA finally gets up and turns towards JAYZON and once he does is met by JAYZON's boot! JAYZON just hit THE KILL SHOT! RIZZA falls straight back after being hit with THE KILL SHOT once again! JAYZON stares down RIZZA, who seems to be out cold, before he puts his foot on top of the chest of RIZZA going for the pin!
ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!!
JAYZON tried to be flashy but pinning RIZZA with his boot but it backfires on him as RIZZA is able to kickout with plenty of time left. JAYZON begins to stomp on RIZZA in frustration after thinking he had the match won. JAYZON sets up the bigger RIZZA in the middle of the ring and then climbs up to the top rope. He once again pumps the crowd up and then jumps off going for the HAIL MARY! RIZZA MOVES! JAYZON isn't able to connect with his finisher because RIZZA is somehow able to move out of the way before he does. JAYZON hit the mat hard and is in some serious pain on the mat grabbing his stomach and face. RIZZA makes his way back up meanwhile JAYZON is slowly making his way to his feet as well. JAYZON turns to face RIZZA but is met with a hard elbow to the head by RIZZA. JAYZON falls to the mat but is able to get up pretty quickly. Once he does RIZZA knees him in the stomach twice before putting him between his legs. RIZZA lifts JAYZON up and drops him down with a piledriver of his own. RIZZA stares JAYZON down and then picks him up and puts him under his legs again. This time RIZZA raises JAYZON up in the air over his head and throws him down hard with a powerbomb! The match has completely turned in RIZZA's favor! RIZZA picks JAYZON up and throws him against the rope. JAYZON bounces off the rope and is caught by RIZZA who picks him up and throws him down with a hard powerslam. RIZZA is completely using his size to his advantage and throwing JAYZON around. RIZZA picks JAYZON up, knees him in the stomach again, and then puts him between his legs once again. He lifts him up high in the air and looks like he is going for the 12 O' CLOCK DROP! But JAYZON is able to wiggle his way free and to his feet. RIZZA turns around JAYZON kicks him in the stomach and goes for the 187 but RIZZA is able to push JAYZON before he can hit it which sends JAYZON flying out of the ring. RIZZA goes over the top rope and jumps down after JAYZON who has made his way around the side of the ring and is ducked down waiting for RIZZA. RIZZA rounds the corner and is hit with a drop kick by JAYZON that sends RIZZA down. JAYZON picks RIZZA up and throws him into the stairs face first! JAYZON jumps back in the ring as RIZZA is trying to recover. JAYZON climbs up to the top rope and waits as RIZZA makes his way to his feet. RIZZA turns around and JAYZON jumps off the top rope and connects with a cross body on RIZZA all the way outside the ring. JAYZON jumps up grabs RIZZA and throws him back in the ring and then jumps back in the ring himself. JAYZON climbs back up to the top rope closest to where RIZZA is slowly making his way up. RIZZA turns and JAYZON jumps off grabs RIZZA by the head and spins him around for a 720 DDT! JAYZON hooks RIZZA's leg for the pin.
ONE! TWO!! THR!! KICKOUT!!!
RIZZA is somehow able to kickout. The World Champion is not ready for his Universal Title Tournament to be over. JAYZON doesn't believe that RIZZA is able to kickout. JAYZON picks RIZZA up and connects with a hard chest slap. He then kicks RIZZA in the stomach and drops him down with another DDT. JAYZON gets up and waits for RIZZA to slowly get up. RIZZA gets up and turns towards JAYZON who goes for THE KILL SHOT yet again but RIZZA is able to catch it! RIZZA throws JAYZON's foot around spinning JAYZON around. JAYZON gets turned back towards RIZZA and as soon as he does RIZZA bounces off the rope and nails JAYZON with the RIZZALINER! RIZZA hits the RIZZALINER! This match might be over! RIZZA hooks JAYZON's leg for the pin!
ONE! TWO!! THR!! KICKOUT!!!!
JAYZON is able to kickout after the RIZZALINER! RIZZA looks frustrated as he gets back to his feet. He picks JAYZON up and throws him into the corner. RIZZA runs at JAYZON and hits him with a closeline in the corner that sends JAYZON back down to the ground. RIZZA picks JAYZON up and puts him between his legs yet again. RIZZA picks JAYZON up high in the air and backs up getting ready to go for the 12 O' CLOCK DROP again! JAYZON is able to wiggle free and down to his feet again. JAYZON bounces off the rope and hits RIZZA with a dropkick. JAYZON quickly gets back up to his feet. RIZZA makes his way to his feet too but once he does is met with a boot to the stomach and then THE 187! JAYZON just hit the 187 on RIZZA!! This match could finally be over! JAYZON decides not to go for the pin! He climbs up to the top rope jumps off high in the air and nails RIZZA with the HAIL MARY!! JAYZON just connected with the HAIL MARY! JAYZON hooks RIZZA's leg for the pin.
ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!
WINNER: JAYZON WILLIAMS!
The match is over, and JAYZON WILLIAMZ will be moving on to clash with his nemesis ACE VINCENT!
VOICE: Congratulations, bitch!
ACE VINCENT walks out from backstage with a microphone in hand!
ACE: You may think that your victory is a cause for celebration, but what you should really be doing is praying!
WILLIAMZ grabs a mic from the announcer.
WILIAMZ: Praying that AIDAN COLLINS can somehow sell this match based on my name alone?
ACE laughs.
ACE: Praying that I don't end your career for good next week. It's going to take a miracle.
JAYZON: You really think you phase me?
ACE: I really don't give a fuck if I phase you or not. The bottom line is that I'm going to murder you during the course of our match next week.
JAYZON: What have you done to make me even consider the fact that you could beat me? I'm a legend, and you're a nobody.
ACE: That's fine, JAY. Say what you will about my lack of credentials, but all that bullshit isn't going to matter when you and I face off next week in a steel fucking cage.
The crowd goes nuts! ACE VINCENT vs JAYZON WILLIAMZ in a steel cage next week to decide who moves on to the finals of the UNIVERSAL TITLE TOURNAMENT!!
ACE: I personally asked for a cage match, because I don't want you to have any excuses after I beat the fuck out of you, get the victory, and move on. BREE won't be able to help me, and whoever this asshole who keeps coming out in masks and getting involved in my matches will be unable to interfere because of it.
FROM BEHIND ACE COMES GREENMAN! GREENMAN LEVELS ACE WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
ANOTHER GREENMAN slides in the ring behind WILLIAMZ, and as WILLIAMZ spins around, GREENMAN nails him with a running front filp piledriver! That's EMO's finisher! Both of the GREENMEN are gone within seconds, and all that's left is the carnage the've created as ACE VINCENT and JAYZON WILLIAMZ are both unconscious! What will happen next week?!