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HUNTER RYAN
vs.
ARMAGEDDON X
vs.
KIMEE MOOKS
- - Non-Title Pin To Win - -
2-RP LIMIT
SCOTT CHARLOTTE
vs.
"X Effect" BRIAN CADY
- - International Title Round 4 - -
Winner faces ANDY DEABS next week
2-RP LIMIT
ARCHANGEL
vs.
"Chronic" CHRIS PAGE
- - X-Treme Rules - -
2-RP LIMIT
MAIN EVENT
RANMA SAOTOME
vs.
SPICE ONE
vs.
HARDCORE SMITTY
- - Non-Title Pin To Win - -
2-RP LIMIT
The show opens to pyro going off by the ramp entrance and the ring. The crowd is on their feet as the XTRON shows the MASSACRE logo and then One by One by Alter Bridge begins to play. The crowd boos as General Manager JENSEN KENT makes his way out to the arena. He walks down to the ring with a serious look on his face as some of the fans by the ramp yell things at him. He shrugs it off and heads into the ring asking for a mic. The music stops as he begins to speak.
JENSEN: Last week, RAGE thought it would be a good idea to hit me with a shovel. I’ve been waiting patiently for tonight so I could come out here and say what I have to say……RAGE, I’m not JON BROWN. I don’t own this company and I don’t sign your paycheck. I am JENSEN KENT. General Manager and former wrestler. I don’t take this kind of crap lying down. I don’t play games and unlike ZACH RIZZA, I will actually do something about it rather than try to make your life a living hell. So here is what I want to say. RAGE, I hope you’re paying real close attention. You and I are going to be in a match!
WHAT?!! The General Manager has just challenged RAGE to a match? Is he insane?
JENSEN: That’s right RAGE. You see, I don’t turn the other cheek! When I get slapped…..I slap right back! This whole Road Crew business is coming to an end one way or another. With the CANNABIANS at my side, and other men whom I can call to my disposal, this is going to come to an end and your whole little “change” business will be over. I am the one that will bring change to MASSACRE! I am the one making this show what it is today. And somewhere down the line, I will do what I’ve done before. Wrestle! You see RAGE, the problem with being a former wrestler is that it’s hard to let go of that love. To let go of that excitement and rush you feel when you step through that curtain. And I want to feel that way even if it’s just one last time. So you have until next week RAGE. I am giving you until next week to answer my challenge. Will you take me on? Or will you back down and give me the respect I deserve? You don’t run this! I do! And until you learn this, I will not stop until you and the rest of your lackeys are done for. But before that happens. I would like to let you know that next week. You're going to be in a match with none other than the most controversial athlete in sports today. CHRONIC..............CHRIS............PAGE! And don't worry, it will just be the two of you. No one will interfere. But this match isn't any ordinary match. This match will be for a shot at owning the pay per view! A shot like that is something I couldn't pass up so I have decided to enter and next week I will be taking on LEGION and SCOTT CHARLOTTE. You will also see RANMA SAOTOME go up against that whining little bitch CHAD. Yea you heard me correctly. We'll see who comes out on top. Get ready for next week. It's going to be unforgettable that's for damn sure!
JENSEN drops the mic and heads out of the ring as One by One hits the PA system again. What is the GM thinking? Not only is he going to be in an actual match next week but he has also challenged RAGE to a match. Is this for real or is this just a plot to end the Road Crew? As JENSEN leaves, the camera cuts to a long black limo black limo pulls up in front of the building. The camera pans around, attempting to get a look inside of the window. The camera can’t penetrate the tint on the windows. As the camera continues to move towards the front of the limo, and zooms in on the license plate, and it reads…
UNKLBLE
The crowd begins to go crazy, at the thought. With that the camera fades back to the ring.
HUNTER RYAN
vs.
ARMAGEDDON X
vs.
KIMEE MOOKS
- - Non-Title Pin To Win - -
The fans wait to see where ARMAGEDDON X is. His music hits but no one comes out. The ref decides to ring the bell and as soon as he does, HUNTER goes toward KIMEE, spearing him and just pounding away at him. The ref tries to pull him off, but HUNTER pushes him back and continues his assault on KIMEE. The ref starts his 5 count and at 4, HUNTER finally backs off, giving KIMEE some room. As KIMEE stirs to his feet, HUNTER stalks him and the moment he looks KIMEE in the eye, he charges with a devastating clothesline, sending KIMEE to the mat. HUNTER makes the cover. 1... 2... KIMEE kicks out! HUNTER then picks KIMEE up and whips him to the corner, following it up with a clothesline and then whips him into the opposite corner. He looks to clothesline him again, but instead drives his knee into the pit of KIMEE'S stomach, knocking all the air out of him. KIMEE goes down as HUNTER begins to climb to the top turnbuckle. KIMEE is down but begins to make his way to his feet still holding his stomach. HUNTER waits for him to turn and then BOOM!! HUNTER’S SPEAR! HUNTER covers…..1... 2... THREE!
WINNER: HUNTER RYAN
JONATHYN is seen sitting in his office going over some papers, when all of a sudden a random employee comes bursting in. JONATHYN is caught by surprise.
EMPLOYEE: JONATHYN….
JONATHYN: Excuse Me?
EMPLOYEE: Mr. Brown….
JONATHYN: That’s more like it….
EMPLOYEE: Well as you know, that limo is out there….
JONATHYN: And? What’s your point, a lot of superstars arrive via limo… How is this any different.
EMPLOYEE: Well there are some rumors going around that it’s STEVE JASON….
JONATHYN: Really? I wonder what he’s doing here…..
EMPLOYEE: Do you want me to go check it out?
JONATHYN: As if I don’t have enough to worry about, now I’ve got to deal with this…. No I’ll take care of it, just make sure no one steps a foot in here…. If not, then you’re fired…
EMPLOYEE: Is that how you are going to get my vote?
JONATHYN: (Sighs) Well I guess I won’t do that….. Just Please don’t allow anyone in here.
The employee nods, as JONATHYN gets up and begins to pile up his papers and locks them in his desk. JONATHYN walks out of the room, as the camera cuts to the ring.
SCOTT CHARLOTTE
vs.
"X Effect" BRIAN CADY
- - International Title Round 4 - -
SCOTT CHARLOTTE is already in the ring waiting for the arrival of the “X Effect” BRIAN CADY. The crowd is waiting as well but no sign of CADY. Suddenly on the XTRON, we see FAMINE OF THE VILE and VIOLET as CHARLOTTE looks on with the rest of the crowd.
FAMINE: SCOTT. As my slave, you shall be rewarded with many things. I promise you that come Turning Point, YOU will be the new International Champion. Tonight, I will give you your first gift for following me and doing my bidding. Don’t worry about beating anyone down tonight. It has already been done for you.
SCOTT has a confused look on his face. He then looks up and sees something coming down. As the camera zooms in, we see that it is BRIAN CADY, tied up and being brought down by a hook. He is bleeding and unconscious. The hook lowers him down to the mat and he just falls flat.
FAMINE: All you have to do now is pin him my boy. Do that and you are on your way to winning gold. This is your reward for being a loyal slave. And MY reward, is this fine piece of ass right here!
VIOLET leans in close and begins kissing FAMINE as SCOTT watches on. The camera comes in close to SCOTT’S face and we can see a serious and semi blank look on his face. But then we see his left eye begins to twitch.
FAMINE: What are you waiting for? PIN HIM!!
SCOTT walks over and turns CADY on his back and proceeds to pin him. The ref is reluctant but gets down to count the three…..1……..2……..3!!
FAMINE: Congratulations SCOTTY. Your life as just another wrestler is about to change. And it’s all……thanks……to me! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
The XTRON goes black as SCOTT CHARLOTTE leaves the ring…
WINNER: SCOTT CHARLOTTE
The camera cuts backstage to a Fed Ex Delivery Man walking through the back hallway. He carries a large box marked ‘USDA Prime’. He looks on various doors until he sees one marked ‘World Champion, SPICE ONE’. He stops and knocks on the door. The door opens and SPICE ONE opens the door.
SPICE: Who the hell are you and what do you want?
FEDEX GUY: I’ve got a Special Delivery for a Spice One from the Chicago Chapter of his fan club.
SPICE: Yeah, what is it?
The Fed Ex Guy looks down at the box.
FEDEX GUY: Looks like it’s a box of steaks to me, but what do I know…I’m just the delivery guy.
SPICE ONE sighs and signs for the package. The Fed Ex Guy hands it over and leaves. The camera follows SPICE and the package into his dressing room where we also see CCP.
CCP: What you got there. Champ?
SPICE ONE: Presents from my fans…steaks…and something else.
SPICE ONE sets the box down and opens it. He removes a package of dry ice to reveal several nice steaks.
CCP: Looks like steaks to me.
SPICE ONE: The nose knows, CCP, the nose knows.
SPICE takes the steaks out of the box and after removing just one layer, finds a piece a flat piece of Styrofoam. Lifting that out of the box, a huge mass of resonated, heavily crystaled greenage is revealed. SPICE ONE points at the revealed kind bud.
SPICE ONE: What did I tell you?
CCP stares at the revealed stash with a look of awe.
CCP: I have GOT to get fans like yours! Hook a brother up, SPICE!
SPICE: Sure thing…after your match…I don’t want to be the reason you don’t get past Archangel.
The camera cuts back to ringside.
ARCHANGEL
vs.
"Chronic" CHRIS PAGE
- - X-Treme Rules - -
The opening bell sounds as CCP and Archangel slowly circle each other in the center of the ring. Both men can be heard trash talking as the crowd is eagerly anticipating the first ever encounter of ARCHANGEL and CCP. They lock up with both men shoving off each other before slowly circling each other once again. They lock up a second time and again both men shove off each other. They tie up for a third time this time ANGEL takes a side headlock on CCP. CCP backs up towards the ropes shooting ANGEL across the ring. ANGEL bounces off the far side taking CCP down with a shoulder block. ANGEL bounces off the ropes, CCP rolls to his stomach, ANGEL hops over CCP bouncing off the ropes once more, CCP is to his feet and he takes ANGEL over with a hiptoss. ANGEL is to his knees quickly but nothing but boos flood the arena as CCP taunts ANGEL. ANGEL gets to his feet. They tie up once more, ANGEL takes CCP to the mat with a headlock take over. CCP manages a counter into a head scissor. ANGEL manages a counter by flipping over CCP stacking him so that his shoulders are on the mat.
ONE….
TWO….
TH
CCP bridges up countering into a back slide.
ONE…
TWO…
T
ANGEL gets out of the pin and then gets to his feet which allows CCP to roll out to the arena floor holding the back of his neck. ANGEL comes forward connecting with a baseball slide dropkick to the back of CCP that sends him over the announcers table and into the laps of the announcers. ANGEL is in close pursuit as he comes around the table yanking CCP up by the hair before driving him head first into the table. ANGEL then pushes CCP on the table before stepping up on it himself. The crowd is on fire as ANGEL picks up CCP before driving him through the table with a DDT to a massive HOLY SHIT chant! ANGEL manages to get back to his feet. He picks up CCP rolling him back into the ring. ANGEL slides in himself and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE
The crowd roars with boos as JENSEN KENT reaches in the ring putting CCP’s boot across the bottom rope out of the eye of the referee but causes the count to be broken. ANGEL stands to his feet. He looks to the arena floor to KENT before pointing towards him. As he points the crowd begins to roar. ANGEL steps through the ropes and begins to give chase to JENSEN KENT. They run around the ring before KENT finally rolls into the ring. CCP is shown one knee as ANGEL rolls in after KENT. KENT runs past CCP, ANGEL runs after him but is drilled with a vicious clothesline that turns him inside out from CCP as KENT slides back out to the arena floor. CCP now picks up the Chair. ANGEL slowly begins to stir. As he reaches his feet he slowly begins to turn toward CCP who comes forward looking for a chair shot but its ARCHANGEL who kicks CCP right in his junk causing him to drop the chair! ANGEL snatches it from the mat before waffling CCP over the head with a vicious shot! ANGEL again makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
TH
The count is broken again as JENSEN KENT hops up on the ring apron distracting the referee. ANGEL gets to his feet visually pissed as he comes forward taking a hold of KENT by his sport coat and bringing him in the ring the hard way. KENT gets to his feet only to be drilled with right hands from ANGEL to the delight of the sold out crowd. ANGEL takes KENT back into a corner driving shoulder blocks into his chest before landing a chop across the upper chest. ANGEL picks up the chair once more this time looking to use it on KENT! He raises the chair in the air. As he comes forward CCP gets back to his feet yanking the chair from behind. ANGEL turns around and is jabbed in the chest which doubles him over before being whacked across the back. KENT gets out of the ring while he still can as CCP drops the chair and picks up ANGEL before driving him into the mat with a Hangman’s DDT. CCP pulls himself back to his feet before walking towards the ropes and stepping through them to the ring apron. CCP begins to climb to the top rope. He reaches the top before leaping off with a huge Diving Headbut! CCP covers hooking the leg.
ONE….
TWO….
THREE
NO! The roof explodes as ARCHANGEL rolls a shoulder at the last possible second! The crowd comes unglued as this match will continue! CCP gets to his feet in total shock as he complains about the count intimidating the referee back into a corner. He argues the slow count before slapping the official across the face. CCP turns his attention back towards ARCHANGEL who is pulling himself to his feet to a monster pop. CCP measures ANGEL and as he reaches his feet CCP comes forward with a boot to the midsection, CCP under hooks the arms looking for a PAGE PLANT but it’s countered with a double leg takedown, ANGEL flips over CCP stacking him on the mat.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE
CCP manages an escape as both men are quick to their feet. The crowd is on fire as a massive “XWF, XWF, XWF” chant begins to echo throughout the arena in support of the high caliber match these two men are putting on in front of their very eyes. ANGEL manages to get to his feet. He staggers over towards CCP picking him up. He takes him back into the ropes, ANGEL looks to shoot CCP across the ring into the ropes with an Irish Whip. CCP counters sending ANGEL into the ropes….. SMACK!! KENT just blasted ANGEL in the back of the head with a KENDO STICK!! ANGEL holding the back of his neck staggers forward into CCP who takes him by the head and back of his tights throwing him head first into the STEEL CHAIR that is wedged between the top and middle rope. The chair dents upon impact as it falls to the floor. CCP then drives ANGEL face first into the mat with the PAGE PLANT! He covers hooking the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING…DING….DING…
“Zero” by Smashing Pumpkins begins to play. CHRIS PAGE has just upset the LEGEND! JENSEN KENT rushes the ring helping CCP to his feet raising his right arm in the air in victory screaming out “YES, YES, YES” to the boos from the crowd. CCP places his right boot on the chest of ARCHANGEL before looking down and spitting on him before CCP and KENT make their exit.
WINNER: “Chronic” CHRIS PAGE
JENSEN KENT is seen walking into the ROAD CREW’s dressing room. DAN FIERCE and HUNTER RYAN sit talking as he opens the door. He looks at them.
JENSEN: Where is your boss?
HUNTER: Archangel is probably out getting ready for his match with CCP.
JENSEN: I meant RAGE!
HUNTER: RAGE isn’t the boss, he’s the …
JENSEN: …Spokesman, yes, yes I know…where is he?
FIERCE: Why do you ask?
JENSEN: Because I have it on good authority that he is the one who attacked CCP last week and I want to talk to him.
DAN FIERCE and HUNTER RYAN both smile broadly.
FIERCE: Well in that case, he’s right behind you!
JENSEN KENT turns around just in time to catch a face full of shovel swung by RAGE. JENSEN KENT goes unconscious, lying flat on the floor. RAGE drags him into the ROAD CREW’s dressing room. RAGE shuts the door leaving the camera out in the hallway. What will happen to KENT?
The show cuts to a commercial break…
JONATHYN walks out to a podium set up at ringside. The new HOPE banner is displayed proudly above him. He has come to address the crowd, obviously once more promoting his new ‘give the XWF what it wants program’. He begins to speak to the assembled crowd.
JONATHYN: Id like to begin by…
Suddenly JONATHYN is cut off by Motorhead’s ‘We Are The Road Crew’ blaring across the arena. Across the arena, The ROAD CREW comes out from backstage with RAGE driving a Bobcat. Duct taped to the shovel of the Bob-Cat is JENSEN KENT. Hanging on the back of the Bob Cat is DAN FIERCE, HUNTER RYAN, ARCHANGEL and THE X EFFECT! The Bob Cat pulls up just before JONATHYN’s podium and stops. RAGE and the rest of the ROAD CREW dismount.
JONATHYN: You guys? I thought you had all disappeared!
RAGE: Hardly, JON, now hang on a minute, because unless I miss my guess, the cavalry is coming.
Sure enough, here comes CCP and SPICE ONE out to rescue the General Manager! SPICE ONE seems a little wobbly…drunk perhaps. He runs about halfway down the entrance ramp before dropping to his knees to stare at his hand. CCP turns around and tries to get SPICE to stand back up, but SPICE doesn’t seem to notice him.
RAGE: CCP, give it up…SPICE is in dreamland. Must have smoked too much Marijuana soaked in embalming fluid. Some one told me that it enhances the experience for pot users…it also tends to leave them debilitated. Now, don’t get all upset…I have all your back up taken out and we are here in full strength…besides…what I have to say to JONATHYN, some of it concerns you.
JONATHYN: Thank God! I was hoping you weren’t wasting my valuable television time staging this little performance for my benefit.
RAGE: Shut up, JON! You thought we were gone? Well we are right here alive and well…and while we are prepared to accept that you have turned over a new leaf…if you want OUR vote at the end of the month…I’ll need certain assurances.
JONATHYN: Stop right there, RAGE! I can’t give you a rematch for the World Title…much as I would like to…I think SPICE’s first title defense needs to be One on One against the Number One Contender. I’m sorry.
RAGE: Don’t be. Right now, I don’t care about the World Title. See, me and the CREW have been talking…and we have come to a decision…if we are going to lead the way to the future…then not only do we need to get rid of this walking piece of backwards trash YOU call a GM here…but more than that we need to show the world what WE think the future of wrestling needs to be…and to do that our primary goal will be to walk out OWNING THE PPV AFTER TURNING POINT!
JONATHYN: Pretty ambitious, RAGE…you sure you’re up to it.
RAGE: More than…but I have a problem. The World’s Most Controversial Athlete here wants a match with me at Turning Point as well.
JONATHYN: Turning Point? Why wait? I’ll give you guys a grudge match RIGHT HERE ON MASSACRE NEXT WEEK! And just to keep things fair…it will be X-treme Rules! And if anyone interferes either Cannabians or Road Crew I will suspend their title or alternatively promise them they will be removed from Title Consideration for at least One Year!
RAGE bows his head.
RAGE: Good enough. Now JONATHYN…if you want our votes at the end of the month…You had better stick to this and stick to it well…No More Title Shots for your Flavors of the Month…if you can do that…and commit yourself to the future of this company…you and the ROAD CREW can get along!
RAGE drops the mic and points at CCP, mouthing the words…’Next Week, bitch’. CCP mouths something far more inaudible in response as RAGE leads the ROAD CREW backstage leaving JENSEN KENT, the Bob Cat, the overly stoned World Champion and CCP out waiting for the rest of JONATHYN’s address. CCP and several members of the security staff begin to unfasten JENSEN from the bucket of the shovel. JONATHYN then leaves and heads backstage as the main event is about to begin.
MAIN EVENT
RANMA SAOTOME
vs.
SPICE ONE
vs.
HARDCORE SMITTY
- - Non-Title Pin To Win - -
SPICE ONE, RANMA, and HARDCORE SMITTY are all circling each other in the middle of the ring then suddenly RANMA and SMITTY start trading punches and SPICE slides to the outside and grabs a chair from under the ring. He slides in and smacks RANMA across the back of the head knocking him down. SMITTY backs off into the corner and SPICE drops the chair and runs toward him tackling him down and starts hitting him with lefts and rights. He stands up and grabs SMITTY by the hair and lifts him up. SPICE whips SMITTY on the ropes and lays him out with a roundhouse kick. SPICE goes back to the outside and digs under the ring pulling out a long metal pipe. He throws it in the ring and RANMA picks it up and start wailing on SMITTY. SPICE goes searching back under the ring and grabs a sledgehammer. He slides back in the ring only to catch a beating from RANMA with the metal pipe. RANMA throws the pipe down and grabs SPICE by the throat lifting him up. He backs SPICE against the turnbuckle and slaps him across the chest and then tries to break him in half with a shoulder thrust. SMITTY picks up the sledgehammer and smacks RANMA across the back with it. RANMA drops to his knees and SMITTY nails him in the neck with the hammer. SPICE gets out of dodge and grabs the steel pipe and starts choking the hell out of SMITTY. He throws SMITTY on the ground and walks over to RANMA and smacks it across his face busting him open. SPICE lifts RANMA to his feet and hangs him over his shoulders and wastes no time driving him down with a death valley driver. SMITTY gets to his feet and approaches SPICE from behind and performs a back to belly suplex and finishes it by applying the ankle lock. SPICE tries to break the hold, but fails at every attempt. He resorts to reaching for the ropes, but the hold is broken when RANMA grabs SMITTY by the throat lifts him up and chokeslams him down. SPICE stands up and limps to pick up the chair and just as RANMA is powerbombing SMITTY, SPICE smacks him across the back with the chair laying them both out. SPICE goes to work on RANMA and smashes the chair across his face a few times, and as SMITTY is leaning up SPICE measures up and lays him out and laughs as blood starts to pour from his nose and from above his left eye. SPICE rolls outside and searches under the ring yet again and finds a heavy and lengthy chain. He slides into the ring with it and starts whipping RANMA with it laughing every time he screams. SMITTY gets to his feet and damn near indents SPICE into the ring with a German suplex. SMITTY goes to cover RANMA, but he kicks out after a 1 count. RANMA throws SMITTY out of the way and goes after SPICE. He lifts SPICE up only to catch a low blow from the steel pipe. SPICE cracks it across his forehead and RANMA falls backward onto SMITTY crushing him. SPICE picks the sledge hammer up and climbs the top rope. He leaps off and drives the hammer into SMITTY' eye socket and watches as he squirms in pain. SPICE looks on the outside and sees a wooden table. He slides out and grabs it and slides it in the ring. He climbs up the top rope and leaps off for a diving elbow on RANMA, but RANMA moves and SPICE drives his elbow into a steel chair. RANMA stands up and sets up the table that SPICE placed in the ring. He picks SPICE up and places him on it, but SPICE keeps hitting and kicking him away. SMITTY comes from out of nowhere and wraps the chain around RANMA's neck and drags him down. SPICE stands up on the table and leaps off hitting SMITTY with a missile dropkick. SPICE picks RANMA up and hits him with a solid right hand knocking him back onto the table. SPICE pulls a pair of knucks from off his hand and nails SMITTY in the head one more time! SPICE is about to finish them both off.. But RANMA’s hand suddenly thrusts upward and grabs SPICE by the throat! The crowd erupts! RANMA stands up and tightens his grip on SPICE’S throat.. He hoists him up in the air and holds him as the crowd screams.. CHOKESLAM THROUGH THE TABLE!! SPICE is OUT!!
The crowd goes berserk from seeing this as SMITTY now has to grab onto the ring apron to pull himself up. RANMA then whips SMITTY across the ring, upon the way back RANMA picks up SMITTY in a flapjack right over the chair when.... CRUNCH!!! SMITTY somehow came to and used to ropes to stop himself while slamming RANMA and his back right through an opened and standing steel folding chair!!! The crowd starts chanting as SMITTY pulls the hurting RANMA away from the ropes before dropping down and covering him. 1......... 2........ and an amazing kickout!!!! The crowd pops from seeing RANMA kick out!!! SMITTY however has other plans in mind as he then grabs a hold of the steel chair, which is now dented flat and slides out of the ring. He sets it straight in front of the announcer's table as he climbs back in slowly into the ring. SMITTY then grabs up RANMA and whips him up against a steel ring post. He slowly walks over and climbs up to the second rope while mounting RANMA before starting in with the 10-mounted punches. The crowd counts along with SMITTY as he does so when SMITTY finally gets back down and throws RANMA down to the ring mat. SMITTY then slowly turns back around and climbs up now sitting on the top rope waiting. RANMA finally rolls back over onto his hands and knees tired out now as SMITTY jumps off crowning him on the way down. With RANMA laid out flat though it appears that SMITTY is going to go in for the pin when instead he grabs his legs and drags RANMA over to the side. SMITTY then drops down catapulting RANMA up and over the top rope sending him over and down head first onto the pre-dented steel folding chair!!!!! No sooner than 30 seconds after RANMA lands on the chair a pool of blood begins forming from under his head. SMITTY and the ref then get out of the ring to check on RANMA when SMITTY instead starts stomping on RANMA'S head on the steel folding chair showing no mercy on him!! SMITTY then grabs up a knocked out RANMA and rolls his bleeding lifeless body back into the ring as he and the ref get in too. SMITTY then walks over and looks down at the champ. He decides to pick him up and then hits the Hardcore Bomb! the ref begins the count.....1.......2......thre....NO!!! What the hell? RANMA kicked out! Unbelievable! The champ is still in this and will not give up! SMITTY gets to his feet when suddenly, the lights go out. Thunder is heard through the PA system as the arena is completely black. The camera flashes are damn near blinding as the fans try to bring the lights back on with their cameras. After a few more seconds, the lights come back on and RANMA is out. He is on the mat flat on his back as the ref and SMITTY try to figure out what's going on. SPICE ONE is still out of it as well but SMITTY has no clue what happened. He walks over and pins the Universal Champ......1......2..........3!! What the hell just happened? SMITTY is looking at the Universal Title as the show comes to an end and SPICE ONE finally starts to get up realizing the match is already over. RANMA is still down and SMITTY smiles as OUTSIDER STONE runs out to the arena with a microphone in hand yelling....VOTE SMITTY!!
WINNER: HARDCORE SMITTY
Before the show comes to an end, we see JONATHYN is seen walking up to the limo, and tapping on the windows. Nothing happens, and then he begins to pound his fist on the hood. Then the lights in the limo turn on, and JONATHYN quickly backs away. Then JONATHYN walks over to the door, and tries to open it up.
JONATHYN: OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR STEVE!
JONATHYN continues to the attempt to the open the door. Pulling on the handle and almost knocking himself over. Then JONATHYN in frustration kicks the door. Then as the door slowly opens up, a foot plops down on the ground. A pair of open toed sandals land on the pavement.
JONATHYN: See that wasn’t so hard now was it?
Then the man stands up to reveal.
JONATHYN’s expression quickly changes. FUZZ gets out of the LIMO and then puts a hand on JONATHYN’s shoulder. FUZZ smiles and shows off the limo.
FUZZ: Expecting someone else?…
JONATHYN: Well actually I…..
FUZZ: That’s great JONATHYN. Don’t care.. I’ve got some business to attend to with you.
JONATHYN: Really? Well you can’t get into the SPICE….
FUZZ: Don’t care. You see JONATHYN I have noticed that you’ve been avoiding telling everyone who the NEXT XWF Legend is, and well to be honest it isn’t really sitting that great with me. I mean JONATHYN, you can’t leave all of us hanging, and by all of us I really mean me….
JONATHYN: Well you see there FUZZ, I don’t want to sound rude…
FUZZ: Cut the bull s*** JONATHYN. Just tell us who is the next Legend already….
JONATHYN: Well FUZZ while you did indeed receive quite a few votes, apparently to the fans of the XWF you aren’t quite LEGEND Worthy yet….
FUZZ: Why thank you JONATHYN, it’s about time you finally came out and said something….
JONATHYN: Are we done here yet?
FUZZ: Not quite… Walk with me talk with me…
JONATHYN: DO I have to?
FUZZ: You want my vote? Then I guess you will….
JONATHYN: (Sighs) Let’s walk….
FUZZ quickly smiles as the both of them walk into the building. FUZZ leads JON down a few hallways, and then back into JONATHYN’s office. JONATHYN quickly sits down in his chair as FUZZ sits across from him. FUZZ kicks his feet up onto the desk.
JONATHYN: Come on FUZZ, that’s cherry right there…
FUZZ: Whatever. Well I need to ask you one thing.
JONATHYN: Shoot.
FUZZ: Is all of this LEGIT?
JONATHYN: Is what legit?
FUZZ: You know you giving everyone what they want. Is it for real?
JONATHYN: Well actually it is.
FUZZ: Well then I have one request.
JONATHYN: Didn’t I already get your vote?
FUZZ: Kind of. I mean I didn’t quite get the answer I wanted, so now I’ve switched my attention.
JONATHYN: No double dipping for you.
FUZZ: Not once did I say this is what I want. I just told you that you needed to tell everyone who the next Legend is, and if I recall correctly you still have yet to do that. All you said was I wasn’t it.
JONATHYN: I guess you are right.
FUZZ: It doesn’t happen often, but when it does… I like to rub it in.
JONATHYN: Fin FUZZ what do I need to give you in order to get your vote?
FUZZ: Well let me think about it.. I mean I COULD ask for a spot in the Hall, but it’s just not the same if I bully my way in.. Don’t you agree?
JONATHYN: Well, yeah I kind of do…
FUZZ: Well then I can really only think of ONE thing that I want.
JONATHYN: And that is?
FUZZ: I want my title back….
JONATHYN: I told you, you can’t get into the WORLD…..
FUZZ: No, that’s not what I am talking about.
JONATHYN: Huh?
FUZZ: You see JONATHYN it’s been a long time. I’ve seen a lot of people hold my title, and claim that it’s theirs. They win it only to lose it right away. It’s seen so many hands, that it’s almost not even worth the time it is taking to get there. It’s become almost a novelty here in the XWF, and what I want to do is bring it back to the FOREFRONT of the XWF.
JONATHYN: What are you talking about?
FUZZ: It’s simple really. What I want is RANMA. I want the UNIVERSAL TITLE. I want it in a PICK YOUR POISON MATCH. And if…. No, WHEN I win, I don’t want him to get any RE-MATCHES.
JONATHYN: FUZZ you know that I can’t….
FUZZ: JONATHYN I don’t want to hear the word CAN’T… or else your pretty little HOPE slogan will quickly become CHANGE. And we all know that you don’t want CHANGE.
JONATHYN: (Deep Breath)
JONATHYN puts his head down, and then looks up at FUZZ and begins to shake his head.
JONATHYN: Are you sure?
FUZZ: (Nods)
JONATHYN: Fine it’s yours. Can I count of your Vote now?
FUZZ stands up and begins to walk out when JONATHYN says it again.
JONATHYN: Can I count on your VOTE?
FUZZ turns around before exiting the room. FUZZ smiles for a moment.
FUZZ: JONATHYN boy…. You always had it.
FUZZ laughs a bit before walking out of the office and shutting the door.
JONATHYN: What did I just do?
The show goes off the air with JONATHYN sitting at his desk, worried and concerned for his well being. What will happen next week as MASSACRE comes to you live from Foreman Field in Norfolk, VA.
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