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"X Effect" BRIAN CADY
vs.
SCOTT CHARLOTTE
- - Standard Match - -
2-RP LIMIT
FAMINE OF THE VILE
vs.
BIG SHANK
- - Standard Match - -
2-RP LIMIT
MAIN EVENT
SPICE ONE
vs.
HUNTER RYAN
vs.
DOWNFALL
vs.
TRENT GEIN
- - Four-corner "Free For All" Elimination Tag Match - -
Two people in the ring at a time, Tag anyone
2-RP LIMIT
Monday Night Massacre opens as the words EARLIER TODAY appear on the bottom right hand portion of the screen. A black limousine is shown pulling into the arena parking lot. It comes to a slow, smooth stop. Before the chauffeur can even turn the limo off the back passenger side door swings open, the crowd lets out a mixed reaction as MASSACRE General Manager JENSEN KENT steps out of the limo. JENSEN looks back in the limo before stating.
JENSEN: Alright, we're here so just sit tight…When I give you the signal, just come on out and head to the ring.
The camera’s try and get around the door to see who is inside but they are to slow as JENSEN shuts the door.
Who is in the limo with JENSEN? Could this be who he promised would come to MASSACRE and “Get the Job done?”
Camera’s go back to the arena as ”My Name’s Jon Brown” hits the sound system and JONATHYN BROWN heads out to the stage. He looks angry and determined, refusing to acknowledge the fans yelling at him while he makes his way down to ringside. He climbs into the ring and is in no mood to hang around.
JONATHYN: Alright, cut it. Nobody wants to hear my music.
The music fades and JONATHYN collects his thoughts..
JONATHYN: I’ll get straight to the point.. I’m sick of the XWF.
The fans are shocked. The boos begin almost immediately.
JONATHYN: You heard me. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of the way I’m portrayed, I’m sick of the way I’m treated, and I’m sick of the fact that everybody here thinks I’m the bad guy.
JONATHYN peers across the crowd as they quiet down..
JONATHYN: I never did anything to piss you people off, and I’m just trying to do my best; to run a company successfully and bring you people some quality entertainment week after week.. But for some reason, I’m the asshole. I’m the butt of the joke, and I’m the enemy. Well I’m SICK OF IT. I wish you people knew HALF of the stuff I do for this company. I’m a human being, and I make mistakes. It happens. But I’ve got people in the back that jump on me for every false move I make, and every small misstep gets blown up into a giant disaster in the eyes of the people I employ. I’m sick of it..
JONATHYN pauses.
JONATHYN: So I’m done.
WHAT? An audible gasp can be heard from the crowd.
JONATHYN: I’m tired of it. It’s not fun anymore. I told myself I’d keep doing this as long as it was fun, and it stopped being fun long ago. So I’m washing my hands of the whole thing. I’m tired of sitting back and watching Massacre lose more and more stars because JENSEN KENT tried to bring in a bunch of stiffs from some other dead company. I’m tired of hearing the complaints from people that feel they should be getting a bigger push and accusing me of “hating” them. I’m tired of being accused of favoritism. I’m tired of checking my voicemail and hearing that another wrestler has decided he “can’t do this anymore.” I’m tired of being yelled at by people that think they have it all figured out. They don’t know how to do what I do, and that’s why they don’t do it. I work my ass off for this company week after week, trying to give everyone the shots they deserve and the exposure they deserve. But if you guys think you can do better without me, BE MY GUEST. Because I’m tired of it!
The fans don’t know how to react.
JONATHYN: Do you know how I spent my New Year? I was in the HOSPITAL, recovering from a damn SHOVEL to the FACE! I had one guy I thought I could trust, and he turned me, just like all of the guys in the back turn on me eventually. So rather than get yelled at once again for booking a match wrong or giving someone favoritism, I’m just going to leave it up to you. I don’t care anymore.
The fans realize that this is leading up to Snow Job, the fan-vote show, and the murmur begins to increase.
JONATHYN: But since I still own this company, I don’t want it to completely collapse, so I went back to the basics and set up an unbiased and non-favoritism ballot for all of you to worry about. And here’s how it works..
JONATHYN pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and unfolds it, making sure he has every detail right.
JONATHYN: The Cruiserweight title is currently held by SETH STEVENS, one of the few stars that has nothing to complain about. Well, not to me at least. So who should face him for the belt? Hell, I DON’T KNOW? So I went to the roster and picked out all the cruiserweights that qualified for it. So you get to choose.. KALVIN BROWN, BRADY ANDERSON, X EFFECT, ANDY DEABS, SHAWN HUNT, or DEAN JAMES. You figure it out. I’m tired of it.
The fans cheer as each name is read, but JONATHYN is in no mood to pause for each name to get its share.
JONATHYN: And the US title, currently held by CENTURION, another rare guy I’ve never had a problem with, can go to KORE, HUNTER RYAN, NICK RYAN, JUSTIN KADE, DAN FIERCE or SCOTT CHARLOTTE.
NICK RYAN gets a shot at the US title voting even though he holds a tag belt? Will NICK want two matches in one night?
JONATHYN: Then we have the X-TREME title. Now SETH STEVENS has been saying he wants TRENT GEIN, and that’s fine by me, but I happen to know that DOWNFALL still wants a shot at that belt as well. So I’m leaving it up to the fans. TRENT, DOWNFALL, or BOTH OF THEM..
A quick cheer for the three-way concept.
JONATHYN: Now for the tag belts, you’d think it would be obvious, with HARDCORE SMITTY and OUTSIDER STONE back, but I don’t want to book that and get yelled at by anyone else that felt they should have been given a shot, so they’ll be on the ballot, along with a bunch of other guys. But here’s the catch. You can only vote for ONE guy. So if you think ANYONE deserves those belts, make sure you tell your friends, because this team is going to be made up of two partners, or two complete strangers..
What a concept! A random pairing to face off against the New Initiative!
JONATHYN: And that brings us to the World title. Now as you know, We’ve got one more match tonight to determine the fourth man to face off for the belt at Snow Job.. But once again, I don’t want that to be the final say.. So I went ahead and dug into my phone book and pulled out a few names who I felt could even this match out a little bit.. You see, it’s not a FOUR-MAN match.. It’s a SIX-MAN MATCH!
The crowd cheers!
JONATHYN: And I got enough old friends together so that now I’m faced with the choice of which two to book.. And so once again, I’M NOT GONNA DO IT! YOU ARE!
More cheers from the fans..
JONATHYN: So which two men will face off against the rest for the belt? How about DARKHAN? Maybe RAZIEL? How about ANDREW GIBSON? No? Maybe WEAPON:ASHEN? PSYKO STEVO?… Or perhaps you’d all like to see STEVE JASON in the ring once again?
The fans erupt! STEVE JASON for the WORLD TITLE? RAZIEL back in an XWF ring? All the names are astounding and the crowd is in hysterics!
JONATHYN: Well I’ve done my part.. It’s not up to me anymore. Of course, you also get to choose what kind of matches they’re in and all that.. And you also get to save me the headache of selecting a new Hall OF Legends inductee, as well as giving two Impact stars a free ride in the Golden Ticket tournament next month.. And you also get to fix the problems that JENSEN KENT has caused here on Massacre, by voting in THREE Anarchy stars to make the move to Massacre next month.
The fans love the ideas, but they quickly realize that one major title is missing..
JONATHYN: Yeah.. I didn’t forget. The man you all knew as ENIGMA, the man who won Lord Of The Ring, the man who injured BIGG RIGG out of competition, the man who seems to be unstoppable, the man that so many of the stars in the back are beginning to really dislike.. He’s got his first title defense at Snow Job, and rather than just hand it to someone who I felt was deserving.. I could have given it to BOONDOCK SAINT.. But he stabbed me in the back just like all the rest.. So rather than just hand it to him like I’d promised, I just went to the roster again and looked at who had the points built up to take him on..
The fans await the results..
JONATHYN: And while SAINT’s name is on that list.. So is THE OUTSIDER STONE.. So is HARDCORE SMITTY.. So is HUNTER RYAN!
The fans cheer the names, especially HUNTER RYAN, who has never been considered for such a title.
JONATHYN: So four guys that clearly want nothing less than to give me constant grief, vs. one guy who’s giving you ALL constant grief. Everybody wins! And the best part is, I DON’T HAVE TO BOOK IT! So there you go. There’s your PPV card. Voting begins tomorrow. As for me, I’m LEAVING. Have fun without me.
The crowd cheers as JONATHYN heads out of the ring and up the ramp again, he’s angry and he just wants to get out of there.
The scene cuts backstage once again to the same black limo that arrived earlier. The limo is still running and we see XWF’S own STEVE SAYORS standing by.
STEVE: Ladies and Gentleman ever since the limo containing MASSACRE GM JENSEN KENT and his guest I have…
Suddenly JENSEN KENT enters the screen.
JENSEN: Hey STEVE. I hope you're here to interview the limo driver.
STEVE: I was just tr…
KENT cuts off STEVE
JENSEN: I think you where just leaving…
JENSEN intensely stares at STEVE, a stare in which we’ve never seen from KENT.
STEVE: I… I… I think I was just leaving.
JENSEN: That’s a good idea. I'll see you later STEVIE.
STEVE and company walk off screen leaving JENSEN standing by the limo door. He steps around to the other side of the door opening it up peering inside.
JENSEN: You about ready Champ? Tonight is going to be a night no one will ever forget my friend. Count on it!
The scene abruptly cuts back to ringside before anyone can be seen.
"X Effect" BRIAN CADY
vs.
SCOTT CHARLOTTE
- - Standard Match - -
Brian CADY walks out of his locker room and is headed for the ring to face SCOTT CHARLOTTE. HUNTER Ryan approaches him and the two men shake hands and briefly embrace.
HUNTER: Hey, man. Just wanted to wish you luck out there.
CADY: I appreciate it, man.
HUNTER: Listen, you and I are the lone Road Crew members on Massacre. We may not have titles to fight for, yet, but we can still go out there and show the guys in our locker room what we stand for.
CADY: Damn, straight. I promise you, HUNTER, you guys won't regret taking me on. I promise you guys that I'm going to represent the Road Crew proudly and kick some ass for us every week!
HUNTER: I haven't doubted that once, my friend. SCOTT CHARLOTTE isn't a push over and he's hungry to make an impact on Massacre since coming over from Saturday's show. I don't think I have to tell you that, though.
CADY: Trust me, HUNTER. I got this.
HUNTER and CADY bump fists as CADY's music hits and he heads out to the ring.
CADY makes it out as SCOTT CHARLOTTE is already waiting. SCOTT looks ready and focused as he looks at CADY right in the eyes with nothing but determination. And there’s the bell! SCOTT takes down CADY with a big boot to start out the match. SCOTT is really pissed! SCOTT starts to stomp the crap out of CADY. The referee tries to stop SCOTT but he pushes the ref. He pulls up CADY and throws him into the ropes and nails him with a big clothesline! SCOTT pulls him up by the hair and recklessly throws him into the corner. SCOTT gets up on the second turnbuckle and starts to thrash away at him with punches! SCOTT jumps down and CADY falls to the ground. SCOTT peels him off the mat. SCOTT hits a nasty looking pile driver on CADY. SCOTT isn’t done; he throws him into the ropes and takes him down to the mat hard with a spine buster. SCOTT covers. 1…2.. SCOTT pulls up CADY. SCOTT waits for CADY to get up. BAM! He nails CADY with a Groupie Killer! SCOTT covers him up! 1…2…3! And this one is over.
Suddenly, SCOTT looks toward the ramp and sees VIOLET running down screaming and crying. SCOTT doesn’t seem phased at first but VIOLET gets in the ring and is pleading for SCOTT to help her. She is screaming something about FAMINE OF THE VILE. As she continues to cry, FAMINE OF THE VILE comes out from under the ring and then quietly goes inside. VIOLET stops crying and smiles. SCOTT doesn’t know what the hell is going on. Then out of nowhere, she kicks him in the sack and then FAMINE hits the BLOOD DRIVER, taking SCOTT out. FAMINE gets back on his feet as he and VIOLET stare down at their handy work. What the hell has FAMINE done to this beautiful woman to make her so evil?!
WINNER: SCOTT CHARLOTTE
FAMINE OF THE VILE
vs.
BIG SHANK
- - Standard Match - -
The crowd was pumped. The two stood nose to nose, eye to eye... both breathing heavily... both ready to go to war. SHANK reared back his head... absorbing the mixed reaction that'd broken out amongst the attending crowd. A chant that was soon overcome with boos and cheers.
SMACK!!
The fans stood, mouth agape at what they had just witness... FAMINE drew back his arm and released an incredibly hard slap which left a red print across the side of SHANK'S face... snapping his head to the side. "There's more where that came from, prick." FAMINE sneered, smiling arrogantly as SHANK'S head remained to the side. Suddenly, it snapped around... and the expression on SHANK'S face was more than enough to wipe the smile from FAMINE'S. Rage... in it's purest form, SHANK'S eyes were wide... his teeth were clenched... he drew back his hand and released something that was far from the slap which FAMINE had struck him with seconds before, a fist... a righteous blow of unmeasured power, enough to send FAMINE reeling back into the ropes. The crowd are on their feet as SHANK beckoned FAMINE back on... like a school bully that'd just taken a shot from one of his unfortunate victims, FAMINE wiped the blood, which was now forming around his lip away, and screwed up his face furiously. And proceeded to make yet another fatal error, FAMINE'S short fused temper was becoming common knowledge amongst the other XWF wrestlers, and following the blow to the face... he simply balled up his fists and saw red, rushing at SHANK with arms flailing furiously. SHANK... kept his cool, sidestepping his rushing foe, and using his own momentum against him, by tossing him high over the top rope and to the arena floor! FAMINE hit the padding with a wicked thud and stayed there, as SHANK raised his hands and took in yet more support from the crowd... a second later, he was back to business, rolling under the ropes to resume his battle with FAMINE. But FAMINE OF THE VILE was ready. He'd waited on the arena floor for his moment to strike... in a burst of adrenaline, he exploded with a spear into SHANK'S ribs... it wasn't just an impact spear however, somehow he powered the 6'7" 275lb off of his feet... rushing in one burst of adrenaline and letting out a roar, as he ran him square into the ring post, spine first. The crowd grimaced along with SHANK. He kept his firm grip around SHANK'S waist... turning and rushing him again, forcing him like a bullet from the chamber of a gun, he ran across to the alternate ringpost, driving him spine first into the ring steps with shocking impact. The steps jarred apart and fell to the arena floor as SHANK lay clutching his back in agony... he was far from weathering the storm however... because FAMINE had not yet finished the assault, in another moment of rage, FAMINE tore up the protective padding from the arena floor... exposing the concrete floor and more importantly... broadcast wiring. A second later, he was using it to his own advantage... by wrapping it firmly around the throat of the champion, locking in a camel clutch esque hold... and sneering bitter remarks into the Universal champion's ear.
SHANK slowly but surely, he struggled up to his feet... taking the Universal champion up with him, FAMINE tightened his grasp with the cable in a flustered manor as he hung from the back of the man desperately trying to get to his feet. Neither man had realized that the ten count had almost been reached... but it didn't matter, because even the official had stopped in awe of what was unfolding before him. SHANK had taken a grip on the middle rope... and to the shock and astound of everyone watching, he'd started to clamber up onto the apron with FAMINE still hanging from his back, choking him with cable... first onto his knees, then finally onto his feet, SHANK had climbed onto the apron with a 260lb man hanging from his back. But suddenly, reality kicked back in... and adrenaline ran out. Regardless of his burst of strength, SHANK was still being deprived of oxygen... finally he succumbed to FAMINE'S strangling... ironically however, it couldn't have come at a better time. SHANK'S legs turned to jelly and he fell backwards, which unfortunately not for him, but FAMINE OF THE VILE... was a less than comfortable fall to the arena floor, usually something that a wrestler could deal with, but given the weight of SHANK dropping back onto FAMINE, and the fact that they were falling to an exposed concrete floor, things did not bode well for the
THUD
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" The crowd exclaimed in disbelief, as SHANK fell backward onto FAMINE, crushing him into the concrete floor with a sickening thud. Time passed by, and the official persisted with his search for a ten count to end the brutal battle, but SHANK would not allow it... tenaciously, he battled back to his feet, rolling under the bottom rope and laying exhausted on the canvas. The ten count reset to zero. Nine roars later, the crowd had cheered along with the official... but in a moment akin to that of a climactic horror movie scene, the eviler villain sprung back to life with a second wind... just before the official could reach ten and declare SHANK the winner, FAMINE sprung to his feet and clambered up in a dazed manor onto the apron... just as SHANK staggered to his feet in the ring, the crowd were out of their seats again, as SHANK drew back to strike FAMINE... but FAMINE scouted it, ducking between the middle and top rope and driving his shoulder firmly into SHANK'S ribs. SHANK doubled over, and a second later... FAMINE had sunset flipped over him and was pulling ferociously at his legs, trying to yank him into a pin... but SHANK had clutched the middle rope, he was going nowhere... as FAMINE threw back his legs to try and tear SHANK away... the champion hooked them and sat down, locking FAMINE firmly into a pin. And that was where the quality of SHANK shone through.
He pushed forth... pinning FAMINE'S shoulders to the canvas, SHANK looked forth to see the ring ropes before them, and he grabbed them, and got some extra leverage on FAMINE.
1!
2!
NO! As FAMINE was able to squirm out of the pinfall position... countering SHANK into a shocking position. FAMINE rolled out of the pin face down... and in doing so was able to clutch SHANK'S legs on the way forward, a few stern drags later... he'd sat down a firm Boston crab towards the other side of the ring. But the amazing reversals were far from over... the two competitors were not yet done astounding the crowd. After only one cinch, SHANK showed another amazing display of raw power, forcing FAMINE out of the crab with a kick of his legs that amazingly sent FAMINE right through a forward flip. Amazing? Yes... finished? No. FAMINE'S forward flip only brought out the agile luchador within, as he flipped forth, he caught the top rope with his hands and planted his feet firmly on the middle one... he was in a picture perfect position to hit an Asai moonsault... and as SHANK staggered up to his feet... FAMINE did so. Only to be caught a quarter of the way through the flip... being caught right across the chin by the SHANKSTOPPER! The crowd, quite simply... exploded. SHANK reached forward, hooking FAMINE'S leg and locking his gloves hands firmly... pinning him to the canvas.
1!
2!
3!
The crowd had counted along with the pinfall, but to SHANK'S confusion... they hadn't erupted at his victory. SHANK released FAMINE, and checked across the canvas... to see the sickening truth laying motionless on the canvas. After catching a moonsaulting FAMINE with the finisher... FAMINE connecting firmly with the official's head, knocking him flat out on the canvas as he fell as well. SHANK clasped his head in his hands with dismay, so near... yet so very far. As he approached the official, he didn't see FAMINE slowly crawling up behind him.
CRUNCH.
The crowd went crazy, as FAMINE thrust a firm wrist straight into SHANK'S crotch, knocking him to the canvas gasping for air... as SHANK lay recovering, FAMINE rolled under the ropes, snatching a chair from a technician and taking back to the ring. He swings it... but SHANK had time to duck, and duck he did... evading the blow and catching FAMINE with a solid punch to the temple, knocking the chair from his hands and sending him sprawling across the middle rope, throat first... SHANK stepped forth and leant down, choking FAMINE out as the crowd erupted with cheers... but this time, they weren't for BIG SHANK or FAMINE OF THE VILE either. They were for the man rushing through the crowd, chair in hand...
SCOTT CHARLOTTE!
As he hopped the guardrail... only one thought crossed his mind, he was going to silence FAMINE OF THE VILE, he was going to show him that what went down earlier in the evening in his match wasn't the end of it. But his thoughts clouded his judgment. As he reached ringside, he drew back the chair with blind rage and unleashed a shot, not seeing what was transpiring in the ring... FAMINE has shot several elbows back into SHANK'S ribs and pulled him down before rolling out of the way, in a split second... BIG SHANK lay across the ropes exactly where FAMINE OF THE VILE had been.
CRACK!!
It echoed through the arena, the sound of steel connecting with bone, SHANK'S head instantly started to bleed as he toppled back motionless onto the canvas, CHARLOTTE dropped the chair and held his hands on his head... FAMINE the kicked CHARLOTE in the gut and tossed him out of the ring! He then walked over to SHANK and draped himself across the chest of SHANK just in time for the official to make a count.
1!
2!
NO! SHANK KICKED OUT AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! MY GOD THAT WAS CLOSE! THE ENTIRE ARENA GOT ON THEIR FEET FOR THIS ONE AS.......
.......SPICE ONE NOW APPEARED! SPICE ran down to the ring! No one knew What the hell was SPICE doing there. SPICE slid into the ring and headed straight for SHANK. He began pouding on SHANK as FAMINE was dealing with SCOTT CHARLOTTE. SHANK got the upper hand for a moment before SPICE shattered a glass bong over his head. SHANK fell back like a sack of potatoes as FAMINE was still dealing with CHARLOTTE. SPICE was standing over SHANK and then turned around to see the fight between the other two men. SPICE walked over to assist FAMINE and grabbed SCOTT, hitting him with the KRANIUM KICK! SCOTT went down and was out of commission. FAMINE went over toward SHANK for another pin attempt but out of nowhere SHANK popped up again and hit another SHANKSTOPPER on the VILE one. He dropped on top of FAMINE as the ref counted.....1......2........3!! MY GOD! THAT WAS ONE HELL OF A MATCH! THE CROWD STOOD ON THEIR FEET AS SHANK STOOD UP AND WAS DECLARED THE VICTOR. SCOTT CHARLOTTE was still down and SPICE ONE was walking back up the ramp.
WINNER: BIG SHANK
The scene then cuts backstage where we see IMPACT star and newcomer to the XWF KIMEE MOOKS walking around backstage with a stern look on his face. MOOKS pushes a few members of the road crew around as he looks for people he thinks should be questioned about his house being broken into. MOOKS comes across MASSACRE GM JENSEN KENT in the back.
KIMEE MOOKS: Excuse me KENT! JENSEN KENT!
JENSEN: Umm, yes?
KIMEE MOOKS: MR. KENT, I‘m KIMEE MOOKS from IMPACT
JENSEN: Yes, I know who you are, but what are you doing on MASSACRE? You are not supposed to really be here.
KIMEE MOOKS: I am actually here to get a look at my new home. I hope you don't mind.
JENSEN: New home? I was not aware you were switching brands during the middle of a tournament.
KIMEE MOOKS: Oh no, I mean once I win the tournament. I will be coming to MASSACRE most likely and I wanted to get a feel of things.
JENSEN: In that case, make yourself at home. If you need anything let me know.
KIMEE MOOKS: Thank you - and actually, do you know where I can find SHADOW WARRIOR?
JENSEN: I’m not sure. He was scheduled for a match against DEAN JAMES but I had to remove that match due to some issues I am having tonight. He could be anywhere in the arena. Check the locker room.
MOOKS grins at JENSEN and walks away. JENSEN watches as MOOKS makes his way down the hallway towards the entrance corridor. He walks into the locker room and sees SHADOW WARRIOR packing his bag.
KIMEE MOOKS: Well, well, well SHADOW, tonight is not your lucky night! When news of my house being broken into first began to circulate you were the first to comment, and mock, my situation. Obviously that puts you as a prime suspect. They say the suspect usually returns to the scene of the crime or is the first to speak upon it so I ask you - WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
SHADOW WARRIOR looks at KIMEE MOOKS with a serious look on his face and takes a step closer causing the two's noses to nearly touch.
SHADOW WARRIOR: KIMEE, I told you once, I will tell you again - don't blame people you should not be pointing your finger at! I did not break into your house so step away from me before I take your career from you, if you get my drift.
KIMEE MOOKS: SHADOW, if I were you I would cooperate or else!
Before KIMEE can finish his sentence Massacre GM JENSEN KENT walks into the locker room.
JENSEN: KIMEE! You have NO right to show up on MASSACRE and start trouble with anyone on my roster! I did you a favor by taking your word earlier, but you lied to me it seems, so I am going to have to have you removed.
KIMEE MOOKS: No, I didn't LIE to you, JENSEN. I do plan on joining MASSACRE after I win the Golden Ticket tournament, but right now I plan on finding out who is trying to ruin my life and my career!
Security walks inside to remove MOOKS. As security comes in, MOOKS starts taking swings at them trying to knock them down and stop them from grabbing him. Eventually MOOKS fights back a majority of the guards and slides out of the room. MOOKS takes off but not before yelling!
KIMEE MOOKS: This is NOT over! NOT BY FAR! SHADOW! JENSEN! THIS IS FOR THE ENTIRE XWF - I WILL NOT BE STOPPED UNTIL I AM ANSWERED!
KIMEE then walks out and leaves through the parking lot door. The cameras then go to STEVE SAYORS standing center screen holding a mic with the XWF logo visible on it. Behind him is a small tv screen with MASSACRE flashing on it.
STEVE: Ladies and Gentlemen I am here FAMINE OF THE VILE and the lovely VIOLET!
The camera zooms out to show the two standing together, VIOLET'S arms wrapped around FAMINE’S body. The fans can be heard booing in the arena.
STEVE: Now, FAMINE, you have been quite the disturbance for many wrestlers in XWF recently, NICK RYAN, BIG SHANK and more recently "The Infamous Rock Star" SCOTT CHARLOTTE. What was it that prompted you to go after SCOTT and take VIOLET from him?
The two sneer at the question and VIOLET lets go of FAMINE as he steps forward to the mic.
FAMINE: It's very simple, STEVE. At Lord of the Ring, I saw how miserable VIOLET was with SCOTT. She looked as if every kiss and every touch from SCOTT made her die inside. I couldn't allow it to go on any further! I mean, if you saw some girl like that, would you let her continue to suffer? Or would you come in and be the Dark Knight swinging in to rescue her?
STEVE shows a puzzled look on his face.
STEVE: Well-
FAMINE: YOU wouldn't! But I DID! I took the liberty of confronting VIOLET after the show and she opened up to me...in more ways than one if you know what I mean. HA HA HA! She couldn't stand him and wanted out, she saw me as her savior.
STEVE: Couldn't she have just left him, instead of enacting this scheme?
He laughs at the question.
FAMINE: He had to suffer for his sins against this woman and it was the only way to give the proper punishment. So, SCOTT, if you want your little "revenge" against me...I'm always free and ready for anything your little heart desires, at least what's left of it after last week. Any time, any place, you come find me and we will settle the score you stupid son of a bitc-
He is interrupted as SCOTT CHARLOTTE runs in and tackles FAMINE OF THE VILE!!! VIOLET screams and STEVE runs as the camera backs away to see SCOTT punching FAMINE in the face repeatedly. He lifts FAMINE up, but he punches SCOTT in the face. He steps back and FAMINE attempts a clothesline, but SCOTT ducks and hits The Groupie Killer on FAMINE OF THE VILE! He jumps on top of him and starts to beat him down again. Security rushes in and pulls SCOTT away from FAMINE. He struggles as they pull him off. As they lift FAMINE up, SCOTT breaks free of the security guards and rushes in again knocking him down along with the guards holding him back. The two begin to brawl again. The security finally gets a hold on things and pulls the two away from each other. VIOLET checks on FAMINE, whose nose is cut open. The camera fades on the guards pulling an enraged SCOTT CHARLOTTE away from FAMINE OF THE VILE.
Once again, the camera finds something else going on backstage as THE BIG SHANK is seen arguing with JON. He's screaming at him.
SHANK: You know, for someone who's been doing this for as long as you have been. You would THINK you would develop some sort of common sense.
JON: What, exactly, is that supposed to mean?
SHANK: You just stood there and let RIGG and RAVEN walk out of here. What kind of business is that?
JON: It's THEIR business, not mine. And it certainly wasn't yours.
SHANK: How long do you expect me to carry you through slumps like this? You need me JON!
JON: Really? You think I NEED YOU. I think you need ME. Why don't you take a few weeks off until you can appreciate the paycheck I give you.
SHANK: Are you kidding me?
JON: You are officially suspended without pay until further notice. You are going to respect me one way or another.
THE BIG SHANK storms off as JON stands still yelling at him.
JON: ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!
THE BIG SHANK can be seen storming off with a blurred out middle finger waved at JON
SHANK: EAT A ****
The crowd is stunned. BIG SHANK has been suspended after winning a hellacious match! Has JON BROWN lost his mind?
MAIN EVENT
SPICE ONE
vs.
HUNTER RYAN
vs.
DOWNFALL
vs.
TRENT GEIN
- - Four-corner "Free For All" Elimination Tag Match - -
DOWNFALL and SPICE start things off while HUNTER and GEIN take their places at different corners of the ring apron. The two men lock up but SPICE immediately backs DOWNFALL up into a vacant corner. Great strategy by SPICE. DOWNFALL can't tag in another opponent this way! SPICE throws a few shoulders into DOWNFALL who clutches his gut in pain. Finally, SPICE kicks him in the gut causing him to slump down into the corner. DOWNFALL blocks a kick to the face and shoves SPICE away just long enough to roll out of the corner. SPICE continues stalking him, however, and picks him up by the hair...but DOWNFALL counters with some shots to SPICE's gut! SPICE releases the hold on DOWNFALL's head and begins to block a few of the lefts and rights to his mid-section. DOWNFALL bounces off the ropes and hits a cross body to SPICE! A quick cover! 1...KICK OUT by SPICE before two! DOWNFALL stands up but is quickly met with a few chops from SPICE! He backs DOWNFALL to the ropes, irish whips him across the ring, but DOWNFALL ducks a clothesline, bounces off the ropes, and clotheslines SPICE to the mat! He drops a few elbows into SPICE's sternum before heading to the top rope! He leaps off just as SPICE gets to his feet and knocks him back down with a missile dropkick!
DOWNFALL into another cover! 1...2...KICK OUT by SPICE again! DOWNFALL stands up over SPICE who slowly gets to his feet. DOWNFALL locks SPICE's head under his arm and drops him to the mat with a suplex! SPICE immediately rolls around holding his back in pain! He's rolling close to GEIN's corner! SPICE doesn't know where he's wound up and GEIN reaches in and tags himself into the match!! SPICE looks up as GEIN leaps over the ropes and he can't believe he's been tagged out! GEIN charges towards DOWNFALL and the two men exchange lefts and rights! GEIN gets the upper-hand and kicks DOWNFALL in the gut! He hooks his head and plants him with a text book DDT! GEIN stands over him now and waits for him to slowly sit up...then GEIN is on him again...PLAINSFIELD!! GEIN just nailed DOWNFALL with that devastating move!! GEIN into a cover!! 1...2...THREE!!! DOWNFALL is the first man gone!
DOWNFALL IS ELIMINATED!
TRENT turns around and ducks a KRANIUM KICK from SPICE! He bounces off the ropes and knocks SPICE down with a big boot! GEIN stomps some vicious kicks into SPICE's upper body as HUNTER looks on, still not having seen action in this match! SPICE finally shoves GEIN away and rolls into a vacant corner to have a second to recover...but GEIN is quickly back on the assault. He picks up SPICE and heads to the top rope looking for a superplex...but SPICE blocks it and shoves GEIN down to the mat hard! SPICE is all alone on the top rope! He leaps off and hits a top-rope elbow drop knocking all the wind out of GEIN! SPICE lifts him up...SPICE RACK!! SPICE has that submission finisher locked in and GEIN is writhing in pain! He taps!! GEIN has tapped out!!
TRENT GEIN IS ELIMINATED!
HUNTER has made his way to the top rope just as SPICE turns around...HUNTER SPEAR!! This one is gonna be over! HUNTER quickly into the cover on SPICE!! 1...2...THR...KICK OUT by SPICE ONE!! How the hell did SPICE kick out of that HUNTER SPEAR?! HUNTER can't believe it! He turns to the official who warns him to stay back or he'll get disqualified. SPICE grabs HUNTER's tights! A roll-up!! 1...2...KICK OUT by HUNTER!! SPICE lets HUNTER know just how close he was to getting beat again. HUNTER charges towards SPICE who locks up with him mid-ring and the two try to out-muscle the other. SPICE is much larger than HUNTER but the younger Ryan Brother is holding his ground! A nasty head butt by SPICE breaks up the hold, though, and causes HUNTER to stumble back holding his nose and trying to shake off the vicious move. SPICE is still nursing his mid-section after that spear and it's obvious as he gingerly makes his way to HUNTER, whips him into the corner, and begins to chop and pound HUNTER down to the mat! SPICE picks him back up, throws a few shoulders into HUNTER's gut, then lands a beautiful bulldog in the middle of the ring! SPICE stands up and sizes up HUNTER who's dazed after his head smacked the mat. HUNTER slowly gets to his feet...KRANIUM KICK to the skull!! That's it! This one is over! SPICE into the cover...1...2...THR...KICK OUT at the last second by HUNTER RYAN!!
HUNTER has kicked out of the KRANIUM KICK and now SPICE is arguing with the official! HUNTER rolls him into a schoolboy pin! 1...2...KICK OUT by SPICE! Now, HUNTER takes a second to let SPICE know just how close he was to losing this match. The two men stand up and size each other up. SPICE goes to lock up with HUNTER who swings around behind SPICE and takes him down with a nice fireman's takedown! SPICE pops up and is knocked back down with a clothesline from HUNTER! He pops back up again, ducks another clothesline, bounces off the ropes, and nails HUNTER with a big boot!! HUNTER is barely moving! SPICE drops into a cover! 1...2...KICK OUT by HUNTER! What a match!! SPICE is starting to look quite frustrated! He picks HUNTER up, whips him into a corner, charges in but HUNTER moves and SPICE's chest slams into the turnbuckle! He stumbles back towards HUNTER who nails him in the back of the head with an inseguri!! HUNTER calls that "Whip Lash!" SPICE drops to the mat in a heap! HUNTER drops and hooks the leg! 1...2...THR...KICK OUT by SPICE at the last second!! My God these two men are pushing each other to the max for the second week in a row!
HUNTER rolls off SPICE and takes a moment to catch his breath and possibly figure out some way to finish off SPICE! He slowly gets to his feet, obviously exhausted. He slumps back into a corner and watches as SPICE slowly makes his way to the ropes to help himself to his feet. HUNTER charges forward as SPICE stumbles to the center of the ring...but SPICE ducks and flips HUNTER over his back! HUNTER lands hard and cries out in agony as his back is destroyed after that back body drop! SPICE wastes no time...and locks in the SPICE RACK!! Will HUNTER tap out for the second straight week to the Spice Rack?! He is trying so hard to break it! So hard to stay in the match...but he taps!! HUNTER RYAN is tapping out, again!! SPICE releases the hold and the bell sounds. He drops to the mat as HUNTER rolls out of the ring in a hell of a lot of pain! SPICE stares down HUNTER as he recovers in the corner. The referee comes over and raises his hand in victory as SPICE winces in pain from this grueling matchup!
WINNER: SPICE ONE
SPICE ONE leaves the ring and heads to the back. HUNTER RYAN follows behind to a huge standing ovation for the man who will not quit! HUNTER waves at the fans and says thank you as he now disappears behind the curtain. As he disappears, “One by One” by Alter Bridge hits as MASSACRE General Manager JENSEN KENT makes his way to ringside walking with a distinct purpose. He enters the ring demanding a microphone.
JENSEN: Like I said last week. Ever since I’ve been involved as the General Manager of MASSACRE I’ve done nothing but try and give you fans what you wanted to see. I’ve brought guys in who have done nothing but let me down time, after time, after time and I’M SICK OF IT! Then to top it all off, ENIGMA or RANMA or RAMEN or whatever the hell he is calling himself today, goes and shoots his mouth off about how I will be pulling my hair out because he's not on MASSACRE? Let me tell you something pal. You're nothing to me. You may be the Universal Champion, but that doesn't mean a damn thing. To me, you're like that guy from that other company. What was his name? Uhhhhh, the pebble? The rock? The boulder? Something like that. Anyway, you're just like that guy. Sure, you are the hottest thing going today but you won't be for long. You see, this company has a ton of talent that is coming up and is ready and hungry. Guys like MASSACRE'S OWN SPICE ONE, guys like RAGE, HUNTER RYAN, HARLEY VICE, BIGG RIGG, and hell, even FAMINE OF THE VILE who is a legend in this business still has what it takes to make it to the top of this company once again. So you see, I don't need the Universal Champion. I need stars who come out here each week and give the fans their money's worth. Once you run out of people to beat, what will you do? Fight yourself? You're overrated and your 15 minutes of fame is just about up. But I digress. I came out here to say that I have been completely let down by my entire roster. They have cracked under the pressure and have put MASSACRE on life support. So now things need a fresh start. It's a new year and it's time for a change.
The crowd begins to boo JENSEN.
JENSEN: JON BROWN came out here earlier tonight and said in few short words that I was one of the reasons for MASSACRE failing like it has in the last few months. Let's get something clear. I bust my ass just as hard as you do MR. BROWN. I've ran several companies successfully and this is normal. It's something that happens and it's something that I guarantee will end soon. So what I had to do was, I was forced to make a call to a man that I KNOW will raise the bar of competition on this show, who will put asses in seats and send ratings through the roof, and above all else… HE WON’T DISAPPOINT… He is perhaps one of the most controversial athletes to ever grace the squared circle, he is a multiple time World Heavyweight Champion… LADIES AND GENTLEMAN I PRESENT TO YOU….
Suddenly the lights in the arena go pitch black before JENSEN KENT can make his announcement…
The crowd begins to grow with anticipation. Flashbulbs from cameras are shown shooting off from all over the building in attempts to light it up but it’s to no avail. Then, the XTRON comes on and we see that HUNTER RYAN is walking backstage. JENSEN looks up and starts talking to HUNTER who stops in his tracks.
JENSEN: Great effort tonight HUNTER…
HUNTER looks into the camera as he can now hear JENSEN talking to him. He has a look of confusion on his face as JENSEN continues speak as he slowly paces back and forth at the top of the ramp while looking towards HUNTER.
JENSEN: Just wasn’t enough to get the job done eh?... Story of your life right?... Last week in that very ring I made a statement regarding bringing back a World Champion to restore honor and dignity to MY show since none of you are clearly cutting the mustard.
KENT stops pacing before pointing towards HUNTER
JENSEN: Which bring me to you…
The XTRON splits into two screens. One shows HUNTER and the other has a shot at the front hood of the black limo that arrived containing JENSEN and the NEWEST member to MASSACRE.
JENSEN: As promised… HERE HE IS!
The camera slowly pans backwards until it reveals the entire LIMO. The back passenger side door is open! HUNTER, really confused now, looks around trying to figure out what’s going on.
The crowd screams to HUNTER to turn around but he doesn’t know what they are saying. HUNTER looks at a screen that is near the camera man. JENSEN is saying something but HUNTER can’t make it out. JENSEN slowly begins to repeat what he is saying. He now knows that JENSEN is saying “turn around”. Standing behind HUNTER is…..
IT’S….
CCP looks better then he’s ever looked in his life. He has on a pair of baggy faded POLO style jeans with a black tank top featuring a green CANNIBUS plant on the front with the letter CCP written above the plant and underneath “420” appears. His hair is in a ponytail and both of his fists are heavily taped.
HUNTER slowly spins around and comes face to face with CCP who does not hesitate in slapping HUNTER viciously across the left side of his face before planting a boot to the midsection. CCP under hooks the arms of HUNTER before planting him with his version of the Angel Wings he calls the PAGE PLANT driving HUNTER face and chest first into the concrete floor! The crowd boos loudly as JENSEN slowly begins to walk backstage. CCP mounts HUNTER and begins to drive violent taped fist into the skull of HUNTER. Right hand after right hand is buried into the head of HUNTER. The unison of boos from the crowd is deafening. A few moments later, we see JENSEN show up with a steel chair in hand. JENSEN instructs the former 11 time World Heavyweight Champion to crack HUNTER with the chair. CCP stands to his feet.
CCP picks up the steel chair. HUNTER begins to stir slowly after the beat down he just received. He pushes himself to his knees before grabbing onto a table that is nearby to pull himself to his feet. HUNTER turns back towards CCP now. He appears to be out of it completely! As he turns CCP comes forward blasting HUNTER across the skull opening him up. HUNTER is hit with so much force the chair dents upon impact. HUNTER lies motionless on the ground as JENSEN smiles. He applauds CCP and what has just transpired. JENSEN walks ove to CCP and extends his right hand. CCP and JENSEN share a handshake before JENSEN raises the right arm of CCP high in the air. CCP gazes down at a bloody HUNTER RYAN before picking up his limp body. JENSEN now picks up the steel chair. CCP holds HUNTER as JENSEN drills HUNTER in the skull with a baseball like swing.
HUNTER falls back once again. JENSEN looks into the camera as CHRIS PAGE is now standing at his side. EMT personnel is seen rushing toward HUNTER RYAN to attend to him.
JENSEN: I introduce to you… a man who leads by example, a man who is going to take this brand to HIGHER levels, pun intended. I give to you former IWF and WGWF World Heavyweight Champion CHRONIC CHRIS PAGE!
CCP: Do not adjust your television sets, you don’t have to pinch yourselves to see if this is reality because the GREATEST ATHLETE walking the face of God’s green earth is back in the XWF!
CHRIS looks towards JENSEN who gives him a head nod to continue.
CCP: I want to take a moment and talk briefly about my first stint in the XWF, it was a brief stint that saw me suffer an embarrassing defeat, or shall we say screw job at the hands of FUZZ…
The crowd cheers at the mention of FUZZ'S name.
CCP: I was making history at Bad Medicine looking to become the XWF World Heavyweight Champion in my in ring debut, I was screwed by JON BROWN and FUZZ in a match I CLEARLY had won… I don’t conduct business that way, you don’t take away from someone just to cement the reputation of someone else, to put them over because they’re not generating the buzz you want them too… this was and is the case surrounding that battle… After swallowing that bitter, bitter pill I walked away from this company…
The crowd cheers…
CCP: For that, I do apologize… In all seriousness, to JON BROWN I apologize for walking out the front door following the retched screw job you forced me into, to FUZZ I apologize for “unkind” things I may have stated since he was the mastermind of the screw job, and to the fans I apologize for making you go this long with the same old crap night in and night out.
CCP SUCKS chant begins to bellow out throughout the arena.
CCP: I know perhaps there is a bit of confusion, perhaps you where expecting someone else. So to clear the air and to make sure we’re all reading the same book perhaps I should enlighten you as to why THIS MAN…. (Looking at JENSEN and patting him on the shoulder) Has brought me back into the fold to make things RIGHT on MASSACRE. Over the last 4 or 5 months I’ve been sitting home in Detroit watching the comings and goings of the wrestling business. I’ve watched the XWF in particular, last Sunday Night while sitting at home with my lovely wife and my son the phone rang, and who was on the other end? To my shock and surprise it was MR. KENT. Following the EMBARRASSING display put on by those pathetic group of guys behind the curtain at XMAS XTREME it has left MASSACRE looking like the third rate program, a spot in the XWF that IMPACT is suppose to hold… Needless to say, JENSEN flew out to Detroit last week, sat down at my multimillion dollar home, dug deep in his pockets to pull out the right figure for an athlete of my caliber to sign his name on the dotted line. For those of you out there who are unaware of just who the hell I am then pay attention, pay close attention because the ASS KICKINGS begin next week. Consider this your wakeup call MASSACRE… consider this EVERYONE’S wakeup call… CHRONIC CHRIS PAGE is back and I’m coming for what’s MINE!... Now that a figure head is in charge that I TRUST to do the right thing we won’t have to worry about CCP’S name being drug through the mud, we don’t have to worry about getting screwed by upper management… You want ratings, you want competition?
CCP looks at JENSEN who nods his head saying YES.
CCP: Are you prepared to be held responsible for my actions MR. KENT?
JENSEN: Absolutely! That's why I brought you in my friend. It's time we show these people what wrestling is all about. It's time to show them that MASSACRE is THE BEST.
CCP: Then let the games begin!
CCP glances towards JENSEN placing his right hand on his shoulder. The crowd has a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as the two men shake hands. JENSEN raises the hand of CHRIS PAGE as the show goes off the air. My god! What is going to happen next week? CHRONIC CHRIS PAGE has returned to the XWF?!
IT’S….
