Live From 'Palais Omnisports de Paris-Bercy' in PARIS, FRANCE!
Anarchy kicks off with MORTEN SAINT, fresh off a debut win last week, unloading onto the sporadic ALIAS. He sends ALIAS into the corner, but things quickly turn sour for the newcomer, as ALIAS turns the tables and tosses SAINT into the turnbuckle. He begins to fire off a series of kicks to the torso of SAINT, who is forced to cover up. The referee eventually injects himself in order to stop the assault while SAINT is on the ropes, and ALIAS backs off to applause from the crowd who seem particularly receptive of the sometimes star.
MORTEN SAINT pushes out of the corner and charges at ALIAS who ducks the first clothesline, but as SAINT rebounds off the ropes he connects with another. ALIAS goes down hard. SAINT follows this up wih a seated chin hold that keeps ALIAS grounded. SAINT, however, quickly realizes that his opponent isn't quite in the mood for tapping out at this point, and so releases the hold, opting to pull ALIAS up to his feet and whip him into the ropes. On the bounce back, SAINT is bent double looking for a back body drop, but ALIAS counters it with the classic kick to the face.
On the offence now, ALIAS hits a textbook dropkick that sends SAINT reeling. One armdrag later, and SAINT finds himself locked in an armbar that has eerie similarites to the position that ALIAS found himself in only moments before. Just as was the case then, ALIAS realizes SAINT isn't going to tap out, and so releases the hold. As SAINT's arm drops to the mat, ALIAS stomps ruthlessly on his shoulder, causing SAINT to let out a loud yell in pain, and clutch his arm. ALIAS bounces off the ropes and hits a low dropkick right into that same arm of SAINT's. SAINT goes skidding across the mat, almost right out of the ring. Hanging half over the edge of the apron, ALIAS slingshots over the top rope and drops his leg across the throat of MORTEN SAINT.
SAINT, in pain, scrambles towards the centre of the ring as ALIAS climbs back up onto the apron. He heads for the top turnbuckle as SAINT gets up, and leaps off with a flying cross body! But SAINT catches him, showing impressive strength! SAINT hoists ALIAS up onto his shoulders, but ALIAS slithers round behind him and rolls him up in a small package. ...ONE!...
ALIAS gets the win! WINNER:
“Army of Me” by Bjork plays as we see DANIEL MALCOLM walk down the rampway. He is showered in boo’s as DANIEL, who is accompanied by DARKHAN carrying a large briefcase, makes his way into the ring. He grabs a mic and speaks. DANIEL: Go ahead, boo me. See if I care about the “Army of Praise” that is the French.
The crowd boos again.
DANIEL: One thing everyone told me before I came here was that France was full of history. It’s true. It’s full of the history of the oppression of religion. France is a complete reminder of what happens when religion is allowed to run wild! War, chaos, oppression…all things that France was built on!
The crowd is letting DANIEL have it, but he seems in no mood to stop.
DANIEL: Who is one of your national icons? JOAN OF ARC?! The little girl who said she heard God and got all of the French to believe her. That just shows how dumb the French are, they listened to that little bitch when she claimed she…
DANIEL is cut off by the sound of “Ignorance” by Paramore. Out from the back steps CENTURION to a HUGE ovation! CENTURION steps out wearing a suit and a bowler hat. The crowd continues to go nuts as CENTURION pulls out a mic halfway down the ramp.
CENTURION: You leave ST. JOAN the hell alone!
The crowd goes crazy!
CENTURION: Every week, we have to listen to the same old whining nonsense over and over and over and over and over…
The crowd gets into it, chanting “over and over” along with CENTURION.
CENTURION: We’re tired of it, DANIEL! We’re tired of your preaching, we’re tired of your whining, and quite frankly, we’re tired of you! Tonight, I get the chance to shut you up once and for all!
DANIEL: And tonight, I get to take down another member of the GOD SQUAD, and crucify him in front of his many disciples!
CENTURION continues to walk down the rampway, and he enters the ring, going nose to nose with DANIEL. Standing behind CENTURION is DARKHAN. The tension begins to build.
DANIEL: I want you to declare in front of the world, after I beat you, that there is no God, and that you’ve lied to everyone for the past 9 years. And then…I want you and the rest of the XWF to finally give ME the credit I deserve!
CENTURION backs up and takes off his hat.
CENTURION: Hold this.
CENTURION throws his hat at DANIEL and superkicks DARKHAN to the ground! The crowd explodes as CENTURION closelines DANIEL to the ground. CENTURION gets on DANIEL’S back and begins to choke him out. DANIEL gets close to losing consciousness when DARKHAN comes back in and kicks CENTURION off of him. CENTURION goes to the ground as DARKHAN picks him up. DARKHAN goes for a punch, but CENTURION counters. The two of them continue to exchange punches, when CENTURION tosses DARKHAN into the ropes. DARKHAN goes for a closeline, but CENTURION ducks the closeline and kicks DARKHAN in the back, sending DARKHAN over the ropes and tumbling to the outside. The crowd goes nuts as CENTURION turns around and is met by the AA Spinebuster! DANIEL drives CENTURION to the ground and pops back up immediately as the fans boo. DARKHAN slowly gets up on the outside as DANIEL begins to bark orders at him. DARKHAN grabs the briefcase that he brought down and slides it to DANIEL, who opens it up. Inside is a large, hardcover version of The Holy Bible! The fans REALLY begin to boo as DANIEL grabs it with a sick grin. What’s he planning on doing with that book?! CENTURION slowly gets to his feet as DANIEL turns and lifts the Bible. CENTURION stands…and is met with a HUGE shot by The Bible! Pages fly everywhere as The Bible is destroyed in front of our eyes! What a sick bastard! The fans continue to lay into DANIEL as he stands over the broken body of CENTURION. DANIEL calls for DARKHAN, who climbs into the ring. DANIEL grabs a mic as DARKHAN picks up CENTURION’S body.
DANIEL: Where’s your God now, Andy?! Where is he to protect you now?!
DANIEL lays one more shot into the face of the unconscious CENTURION and slides out of the ring. DANIEL reaches under the ring and pulls out a golf club. He examines it as he crawls back in the ring.
DANIEL: Look familiar, ANDY? Callaway, 4 Iron. This is the club you made famous in the CCWF. The club you always used to take down foes. The club…that will lead to your demise!
DANIEL swings the club, but instead of hitting CENTURION, CENTURION falls to the ground and DANIEL smacks the club right into DARKHAN’s knee. DARKHAN hits the ground hard as CENTURION nails DANIEL with a football tackle. The club goes flying as CENTURION lays shots into DANIEL, unrelentless. DARKHAN gets up and runs towards CENTURION, but CENTURION learned from the previous mistake and kicks DARKHAN right in the bad knee. DARKHAN goes down, grabbing his knee as CENTURION stands and picks up DARKHAN. CENTURION grapples and nails DARKHAN with a belly-to-belly suplex! Darkhan goes down hard as DANIEL slowly stands. CENTURION grabs the golf club, and as DANIEL charges at CENTURION, CENTURION nails DANIEL with the golf club! DANIEL hits the ground hard, with a trickle of blood coming out of his forehead. CENTURION throws the club and casually walks over and picks up his hat, which he threw earlier in the encounter. “Ignorance” by Paramore plays again as CENTURION, tired from the battle with a now ripped and tattered suit, slowly walks to the back. As he reaches the top, he turns to see DANIEL gripping the bottom rope, blood coming down the side of his face, with his eyes burning with rage staring at CENTURION.
Paradox starts off the match quickly grappling with NICK in the center of the ring, and starts the action in the match with a power bomb to NICK. PARADOX pulls him up to his feet, and whips him into the corner, and charges at him, and rams his shoulder into the stomach of RYAN. RYAN walks out of the corner holding his stomach, and walks right into a DDT from PARADOX. RYAN is pulled up to his feet once again, and gets whipped into the ropes, and as he comes back to PARADOX is laid out on the mat with a big boot. PARADOX falls to his knees, and covers RYAN.
...ONE!...
KICKOUT by RYAN last second. PARADOX goes to the corner and waits for RYAN to get up to his feet, and once he is up to his feet PARADOX charges at him looking for a spear, but RYAN thinks fast and gets out of the way countering with a drop toe hold that sends PARADOX face first into the mat. RYAN begins to stomp on the back of PARADOX not letting him get back to his feet. RYAN pulls PARADOX to the center of the ring, and mounts him, and repeatedly punches him in the face until the ref forces him to get up. RYAN backs away from PARADOX, as he gets up to his feet. Once up to one knee RYAN takes advantage and connects with a shinning wizard and covers PARADOX.
...ONE!...
KICKOUT by PARADOX. RYAN gets up, and continues to stomp on PARADOX before going to the corner and climbing up the top rope, and waits. PARADOX gets to his feet, and faces RYAN as he leaps off the top rope hopping to land the diving spear, but PARADOX counters it into a beautiful DDT. PARADOX gets to his feet. and pulls RYAN up with to his. PARADOX walks RYAN over to the corner, and slams his head on the turnbuckle. PARADOX picks RYAN up, and sets him up on the top rope with RYAN facing towards the crowd and his back to PARADOX. PARADOX climbs up to the top rope also, and stands up RYAN... S3!! PARADOX connects with STEVE JASON’s S3!!! PARADOX drops to his knees again, and covers RYAN.
...ONE!...
WINNER:
Backstage, LEE STONE is seen walking through the hallway, on the phone to somebody. Let's all be voyeurs and listen in!
LEE: Can I ask you something? How fucking hard is it to do your job? For crying out loud, all I fucking want is for JASON MUDD and ASHLEY DEVINE to be on the next god damn flight, but you're turning it into this big thing. Do you appreciate your wife? Because I've got half a mind to drop by your place next time I'm in the area and fufill all those needs that your needledick isn't taking care of. I don't want to hear your little excuses, I just want MUDD back on the show, alright? JUST GET IT DONE!
Gee, that was fun. But the fun isn't over! LEE keeps walking and comes across JAMES RAVEN sitting all by himself next to a vending machine.
LEE: Uh... JAMES?
JAMES: Huh?
He snaps out of the near-trance he was in, and looks up at STONE.
LEE: You look like you've seen a ghost.
JAMES: I don't know what I've seen.
LEE: What do you mean?
Rather than saying anything, JAMES simply holds up the water bottle he just got from the machine. LEE peers in close, and then his eyes widen when he realizes what's written in the side.
”I.J.W.T.”
JAMES: I... I... I just don't know what the hell is going on.
We can feel the magic in the air tonight, folks. These French fans are absolutely loving the show we've got going on right here and now. We pan throughout the ringside area to see so many signs being shot up in the air, and so many screaming fans hardly able to contain themselves. Slowly the lights start to dim and everybody's direction turns to the titantron, when suddenly the following message fades in...
"Less than a month ago a man came to the Xtreme Wrestling Federation with one goal in mind: to be the best professional wrestler and sports entertainer the world ever saw. This man will stop at nothing to reach the very top. Not only does this man have high expectations for himself, but for all those around him, too. Perfection itself isn't good enough for this man. This man... is ALEX BERENSTAIN. Cue the music, the arrival of greatness has come at last!"
"Sonne [Instrumental]" by Rammstein picks up, and the pyrotechnics start to blast from the entrance way. As if there's any question these fans could get even more exicted, we now have our answer. ALEX BERENSTAIN emerges from the curtain with his arms already raised in the air. The audience pops even louder. ALEX grins from ear to ear, strutting back and forth at the top of the ramp. Finally he removes a microphone from his back pocket. As the music begins to die down, ALEX calls for all attention to be on him.
ALEX BERENSTAIN: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, boobs and babes. Everybody. Each and every one of you... WELCOME! TO ALEX'S - GOT - TALENT! Coming to you LIVE! from THE CITY OF LIGHTS! The absolutely magnificent Paris, France!
Big, big pop! The fans cheer like super proud parents at a Little League game, or The Big Shank at a strip club.
ALEX BERENSTAIN: MAN! It feels GREAT being here tonight! Paris, France... wow. Just wow. I've never seen a more beautiful place! Let's hear it for Paris!
ALEX joins in on the celebration, clapping with extraordinary enthusiasm.
ALEX BERENSTAIN: Now, folks. It would appear you all get the privilege of seeing me in action firsthand, and that's coming very soon. But first... well, I've got a few lady friends here with me tonight. And it would seem I owe these ladies a little favor. I'm not going to beat around the bush any longer than I have to because I think you'll enjoy what you're about to see. The A*Team's got all bases covered, my dearly beloved fans. And what's one thing every successful team has? Cheerleaders, of course! So everybody, please put your hands together for ALEXIS and ANNA -- The A*Team Cheerleaders!
BERNSTAIN turns to face the entrance just as the titantron lights up and "Make It Shine" by Victoria Justice begins. A video package starts rolling, showing various photo shoot footage, and them practicing their cheerleading. Between every scene, the following image flashes over the screen.
All of the sudden the twins emerge from backstage wearing dark red jerseys and what would appear to be black volleyball tights. As they jump around, shaking their red and black pom-poms, they twirl this way and that. The name BERENSTAIN shows up on the back of each girl's jersey in bold white font. They look as if they've had a lot of practice being cheerleaders. Better yet, they just look great! ALEX struts over to them, placing an arm around each to lead them down the ramp. When they get to the bottom, they each give ALEX a peck on the cheek for goodluck and a pat on the butt for a job that's about to be done right. ALEX takes the steel stairs one at a time, pausing between each step to brush fake dirt off his shoulder. He crouches down and enters into the ring through the second and third ropes. ALEX climbs up the turnbuckle and throws his hands in the air with double peace signs. The audience erupts again. ALEX jumps back off the turnbuckle, jogging up and down. Most of our attention is now on the cheerleaders as they continue to ra-ra-shish-kom-bah. They continue to dance to the beat of "Make It Shine," until finally the music starts to fade down.
THE ZA'S music plays and THE ZA comes out in a glamorous fashion of his own. He's much quicker getting to the ring than ALEX, too. As his music fades out, the referee calls for the bell. This match of ours is officially underway, right here in Paris, France!...
THE ZA'S attention goes straight for the cheerleaders, of course, which could quite possibly be what ALEX was hoping for. He charges THE ZA from behind with a Forearm Smash, followed up by an Irish Whip into the opposing turnbuckle. BERENSTAIN rushes toward THE ZA, but is met in the face with a big boot. THE ZA breaks into a run of his own, grabbing ALEX around the neck and bringing him down with a tremendous Bulldog! THE ZA is quick to get back on his feet, and he urges ALEX to do the same. When both man are standing again, they lock horns. ALEX tries to weasle his way out of the hold, but THE ZA connects his knee with ALEX'S midsection. BERENSTAIN topples over and THE ZA takes to the turnbuckle. He looks to be going for a Frogsplash, but ALEX is back to his feet. ALEX lunges at THE ZA, catching him by the leg. BERENSTAIN rolls backward, which in effect throws THE ZA off the turnbuckle. ALEX jumps up like some guy named Dwayne Johnson use to do. ALEX ducks beneath a Clothesline attempt and turns THE ZA around. ALEX knees him in the gut and throws his arm around his neck. ALEX grabs a hold of THE ZA'S tights and lifts him high up in the air, where he keeps him locked in place. ALEXIS and ANNA are going wild for who I'm assuming is some type of team "captain." ALEX somehow manages to give them the peace sign before returning his hand back to ZA'S tights. ALEX takes two steps back and DROPS THE ZA FLAT ON HIS BACK! A highly impressive Stalling Suplex, ladies and gentlemen! ALEX jumps up again in a fanatic craze, throwing his arms in the air to rile up the crowd. They respond by screaming louder than underage boys at a Frat party. ALEX jumps up on the turnbuckle and pumps his fists. The fans are eating it right up! Finally, ALEX turns to face THE ZA, leaping from the turnbuckle with a resounding Crossbody! The audience is going INSANE! ALEX hooks the leg for a quick two count.
The cheerleaders continue working the crowd into a frenzy as ALEX throws his arms up, standing on the turnbuckle again. He's becoming a massive showboat, folks. The fans don't seem to mind either! THE ZA climbs to his feet with the use of the ropes and sees the opportune time to strike. He charges ALEX from behind... but wait! ALEX has jumped backward, clear over THE ZA'S head! THAT - WAS - AMAZING! THE ZA didn't expect that! He turns, shocked, and is knocked into the turnbuckle with an absolutely fascinating Spear! ALEX runs toward the opposite turnbuckle, turns, and charges at THE ZA. With his knee, ALEX makes contact with the side of ZA'S head. ALEX runs back to the other turnbuckle... what's he going for now? He's charging... ALEX leaps into the air... and he lands with his legs around THE ZA'S head, his crotch right in his face! The Bronco Buster! OH, DEAR HETEROSEXUALITY! THE ZA HAS GOT TO BE HATING THIS! The cheerleaders, however, are not... ALEX climbs off ZA and runs around the ring with the most energy we've seen come from anybody in a long time. He's trying to pump the fans up even more. He claps his hands together. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. Soon every fan has joined in with the clapping and ALEX sizes up his opponent, calculating his every movement, as he lifts himself up from the turnbuckle. THE ZA wipes his face repeatedly, having not liked what was just there in the least bit. He swings wildly at the fast-advancing ALEX. BERENSTAIN ducks beneath his arms, spins THE ZA around quickly... AND NAILS HIM WITH THE LETHAL CONCOCTION! A SUPERKICK RIGHT IN THE FACE! THE ZA GOES DOWN! ALEX BERENSTAIN HAS LAID OUT THE ZA! ALEX grabs hold of the ropes, leaning over to "discuss business" with his cheerleaders. It looks like he's awaiting a response from them. Slowly, each cheerleader extends an arm toward ALEX... their thumbs sticking out. After several moments of suspense pass, ANNA'S thumb goes up! ANNA is giving ALEX the thumbs-up! Now what does ALEXIS say? Her thumb hasn't moved yet. Very hesitantly, her thumb starts to rotate... but it's DOWN! ALEXIS is giving ALEX the thumbs-down! ALEX, not even frustrated in the least bit, turns his attention back to his opponent in the ring. THE ZA is still laid out flat. This would be the perfect opportunity for ALEX to make the cover... but instead, ALEX lifts THE ZA up and drags him over into the turnbuckle. ALEX begins to prop him up on the top turnbuckle, climbing up with him. BERENSTAIN gives the audience the thumbs-up, then dives, pulling THE ZA down with him! A Hurricanrana! ALEX is back to his feet again, now poised to strike. THE ZA takes a few long and drawn out seconds to return to a standing position. ALEX whips him into the ropes... THE ZA bounces off them and comes flying back toward ALEX. BERENSTAIN drives his knee into THE ZA'S midsection, and THE ZA flips over onto his back. ALEX waits for him to get back up, first to all-fours, then to his knees. THE ZA finally stands up, hunched over and holding his mid-section... ALEX is already off the ropes. BERENSTAIN jumps in the air, rolling forward, and landing a leg on the back of THE ZA'S neck! THE M-I-TRIPLE-X SCISSORS KICK! THE TWINS ARE BOTH GIVING ALEX THE THUMBS-UP! ALEX drags THE ZA away from the ropes to the center of the ring, falls down on top of him, and hooks the leg! The referee drops to his knees for the count!
...ONE!...
ALEX BERENSTAIN WINS! ALEX BERENSTAIN REMAINS UNDEFEATED! HIS THIRD CONSECUTIVE VICTORY, AND IT HAPPENS RIGHT HERE IN PARIS, FRANCE! THE CROWD IS ELECTRIFIED!
WINNER:
ALEX BERENSTAIN is the winner here tonight, folks! The cheerleaders waste no time jumping into the ring and bouncing around like overly-excited school girls. "Sonne [Instrumental]" by Rammstein picks up again, and ALEX climbs the turnbuckle. The audience reacts to ALEX'S peace signs with great enthusiasm. He is absolutely GLOWING with excitement. The fans are loving it, ALEX is loving it, the twins are going crazy... everybody's happy! ALEX climbs down from the turnbuckle, rolls from the ring, and heads directly over to the announce table. He reaches over one of the announcer's and pulls out a small, wrapped package. After grabbing a microphone as well, ALEX returns to the ring, rolling beneath the bottom rope. He tosses the package to one of the cheerleaders, clears his throat, and calls for his music to end.
ALEX BERENSTAIN: My good people of France, lend me your ear! What you have all just witnessed was a victory on behalf of none other... than the A*Team! I entered France as ALEX BERENSTAIN, the future of professional wrestling. But I leave here tonight as ALEXANDER... THE GREATEST! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! And it's all for my fans! Why is that? I'll tell you why! Because the soon-to-be UNDENIABLE greatest professional wrestler deserves the GREATEST of fans! Tonight I officially start my rise to the top! I will not eat, I will not sleep. I won't even bathe if that's what it takes. All right, all right! I'll bathe. But mark my words, Paris, France. I will BE the BEST. I will be everything you've ever dreamt of in a professional wrestler. I'll be it all! And to all my future combatants in the back, just so we're clear on this... I'm ALEXANDER... and I'VE - GOT - THIS!
"Sonne [Instrumental]" starts to play again as ALEX tosses the microphone away. He turns to the cheerleaders who hand him one end of an unfolded... flag? ALEX takes several step back, handing his end of the red, white and blue flag to the second cheerleader. The flag reads "THE A*TEAM"! THE A*TEAM HAS BEEN BORN TONIGHT! ALEX stands in front of the flag, his hands giving peace signs in overtime. The camera zooms in on his face which looks like nothing short of bliss. And with that, we slowly fade to elsewhere...
The scene opens backstage where DR. EMO is standing in front of a black curtain that is splattered with blue spots. EMO is sitting on a stool with a bottle of water in his right hand smiling into the camera.
EMO: I decided for once I wouldn’t come down to the ring, and just bad mouth my opponent. Instead I will do it backstage. I was planning on coming out to the ring before I made GILMOUR cry and contemplate quitting the XWF. Which he should have done a long time ago. No, you see I couldn’t come out there tonight, and just bad mouth GILMOUR in the ring. I wasn’t up for being cheered or booed by the fans constantly interrupting me and cutting me short. No no. Backstage I can get more done this way. I don’t have to stop down and wait for you guys in the audience to stop. You see this isn’t all about GILMOUR. No way will I waste anymore time this week talking about my joke of an opponent.
EMO clears his throat and takes a drink of water before continuing.
EMO: You see I went back this week leading up to Anarchy, and watched the Anarchy from last month where I was humiliated by RJ PALMER and Dante Anglais, and that scene watching myself get punched by someone who I saw as a friend. Watching DANTE fire me. Someone who I now know I can never trust, fire me because I wasn’t living up to my potential, because I caused PALMER too lose the World Title too BLIZZARD. I think PALMER proved that it wasn’t just my fault. He lost to RAVEN and when I saw that I laughed, because I should have gotten the match with RAVEN. I was the one that deserved that more than PALMER, but DANTE.. DANTE doesn’t like me. He doesn’t like the fact that I beat him in a match he was confident he would win. I warn PALMER and I suggest he listen. I have proven to be right before. I was right about N.O.W I told PALMER it was a train wreck waiting to happen, but he never left he stayed, as the group slowly became nothing, so PALMER I warn you once again. Siding with DANTE isn’t the best idea for you, because when you get somewhere, when you become a bigger name in the XWF than DANTE he will do to you what he did to me. I don’t want you to suffer that fate.
EMO takes another drink of water.
EMO: Saying that means nothing, because I know you won’t listen. You just won’t listen. Go ahead work with DANTE make him your friend, but when he turns on you, and you need someone backstage to run out and save your ass from getting humiliated in the middle of the ring by him. I won’t be running out to help you. Maybe I will actually run out to the wring to watch him kick your ass and get a front row seat. I think you both understand this. I hate both of you with a passion, and PALMER before you start trying to pick a fight with me. I want you to remember something. The first person to give you loss in the XWF. That guy was me, and I would be very happy to give you another loss. The same goes for you DANTE. I mean even though I did beat you and forced you to stay behind your desk in the XWF as long as you are GM, I would be more than happy to allow you to break that for one night, but tonight isn’t really about that, because tonight I am going to make clear the real reason I am back.
EMO clears his throat and takes another drink, as he gets up off the stool and walks out of the cameras sight as the scene fades to black.
EMO sits on the top turnbuckle starring at GILMOUR who is standing in the opposite corner. EMO taunts GILMOUR telling him to come here. GILMOUR charges at EMO who gets down from the turnbuckle, and runs at GILMOUR, but slides under his feet when GILMOUR tries to grab a hold of him. EMO turns quickly after sliding under his feet, and pulls GILMOUR’s legs out from under him sending him face first to the mat. EMO quickly jumps to his feet, and sits on the back of GILMOUR looking to put him away early with the suicide silence, but GILMOUR grabs the ropes and pulls himself out of the ring before EMO can grab GILMOUR’s arms and wrap them around his own throat. EMO stands in the corner again and waits for GILMOUR to get back in the ring. GILMOUR gets up onto the apron, but sent right back down to the arena floor when EMO uses the second rope by the corner, as a springboard, and dropkicks GILMOUR. EMO rolls out of the ring, and pulls GILMOUR up to his feet by his hair, and walks him over to the steel steps, and smashes his head on the steel steps multiple times. EMO gets GILMOUR back into the ring, as does he, and pulls GILMOUR to the center of the ring, and covers him.
...ONE!...
EMO steps back, as GILMOUR gets up to one knee in the center of the ring. EMO runs at him and connects with a shinning wizard. EMO grabs the arm of GILMOUR and stretches it out, and leaps into the air, and smashes his knee into GILMOUR’s arm. EMO then makes his way over to the corner again, and climbs to the top rope, as GILMOUR once again brings himself up to his feet. With his back to EMO who is ready to leap, he turns around, as EMO leaps off looking for a hurricanrana, but GILMOUR counters it quickly into a powerbomb. Quickly turning things around for himself GILMOUR gets his first offensive attack going pulling EMO away from the corner into the center of the ring.
GILMOUR grabs the leg of EMO and then quickly drops his elbow on EMO’s knee. Smart move by GILMOUR to try and limit the speed on EMO. Which is the only thing that helps EMO in the match going against the much heavier GILMOUR. GILMOUR leaves his elbow pressed on the knee of EMO, and pulls EMO’s leg to apply pressure, before getting back to his feet still holding the leg and drops down again. GILMOUR gets up once again, and pulls EMO up to his feet by his hair. GILMOUR then sends his knee into the stomach of EMO multiple times, and then slams the back of his head hard down onto the matt. GILMOUR pulls him to his feet again, and whips him into the corner, and then runs at him, and hits him with a big splash. EMO comes stumbling out of the corner, and GILMOUR grabs him, and throws him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. GILMOUR getting things going in his favor walks over to the fallen EMO, and pulls him up again, but EMO tries fighting back with multiple punches to the midsection of GILMOUR. EMO gets to his feet, and kicks him the stomach. EMO sets him up for the Panik Attack, but GILMOUR flips EMO over saving himself from being taken out of the match with the Panik Attak. GILMOUR grabs the leg of EMO once again, and stretches it out, and begins to repeatedly stomp on it. GILMOUR picks EMO up once again, and lifts him up onto his shoulder looking to end the match with the KILLSWITCH, but EMO is able to get out of it, and gets to his feet behind GILMOUR, and kicks him in the back of the knee. EMO falls to the mat holding his leg.
EMO quickly gets back up to his feet, and charges at GILMOUR ramming him into the corner. EMO walks away from him, and then charges back at him, and hits him directly in the chest with a dropkick. EMO gets up, and walks over to the opposite corner and watches as GILMOUR pulls himself up to his feet getting annoyed with the speed of EMO obviously. GILMOUR charges at EMO who is taunting him just like he did earlier in the match, as GILMOUR is running at him EMO quickly gets to the top rope, and balances his way across the rope, as GILMOUR stops himself from running into the corner turns and faces EMO who quickly leaps of the ropes he was balancing on, and connects with a cross body, but doesn’t go for the pin afterwards like usual. Instead EMO gets to his feet, and pulls GILMOUR to his also. EMO whips him into the ropes, and as GILMOUR comes back to EMO. EMO slides under his feet again, and jumps up quickly and waits as GILMOUR comes back, and then sticks him in the jaw with a superkick.That sends him falling backwards with the only thing holding him up is the ropes. EMO walks over to GILMOUR and pulls him into the center of the ring, and kicks him in the gut which bends him over. EMO runs and bounces off the ropes, and when he comes back to GILMOUR... PANIK ATTACK! EMO hooks the leg of GILMOUR and wraps both his legs around GILMOUR’’s other leg, as the ref counts. ...ONE!...
EMO gets the pin!
WINNER:
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 taunts the crowd. He jumps down and stands in the ring waiting for his opponent.
"Pretty Handsome Awkward" rolls through the arena as the fans await VINIC DUSHANE's entrance. As the drums begin, strobe lights ignite from the entrance ramp and pulse wildly. VINIC DUSHANE emerges from the back to some cheers with the HART CHAMPIONSHIP and walks towards the ring, looking out into the crowd and pointing to some fans along the way. He slaps some hands casually and walks up the ring steps before entering the ring. VINIC DUSHANE motions for a microphone from the ring announcer. Once one is produced for him, he steps out toward the middle of the ring.
VINIC DUSHANE: So it was several weeks ago, just before the Pay Per View when I confronted you in the back and told you what I thought about your actions. It was on some little tirade that... you destroyed the former champion, ERIC ANDERSON..
The crowd boos.
VINIC DUSHANE: ... a man who I was going to face at the Pay Per View for this title belt. Instead, I was given a match with NICK RYAN for the HART CHAMPIONSHIP and I respectfully, won that match to become the new CHAMPION.
The crowd cheers.
VINIC DUSHANE: Now listening to you this past week, you alluded to the fact that you were waiting for a proper... thaaaank you...
The crowd boos.
VINIC DUSHANE: ... and while I thought that by saying on behalf of the wrestling world... and offering you my hand to shake.... was a good enough 'thank you'.... you seem to think otherwise.
The crowd boos.
VINIC DUSHANE: However, when you addressed me this week, you said something that particularly interested me. You said how you might try to squirrel your way into the Rafter Match at Leap of Faith... for my HART CHAMPIONSHIP.
The crowd boos and a confident RJ PALMER shakes his head in agreement.
VINIC DUSHANE: That right there got me thinking. It got me thinking that... since I AM... the HART CHAMPION... that I am allowed to call the shots. So with that being said, RJ PALMER.... since giving you it to you verbally wasn't good enough for you... since shaking my hand wasn't good enough for you... I'm not going to make you wait until the Pay Per View if you want that shot at my title belt or me. I really don't see any reason why I can't put my HART CHAMPIONSHIP on the line...... TONIGHT!!
The crowd roars with approval as VINIC DUSHANE hands the HART CHAMPIONSHIP over to the referee, who holds it up into the air signifying that this singles match will indeed be a TITLE MATCH. VINIC DUSHANE leans back against the ropes and stretches for the match quickly.
RJ and VINIC lock horns in the middle of the ring, toggling over ring position as they battle each other for the advantage as this match starts of as any true wrestling contest should. Struggling between each other, the much larger VINIC uses his size and strength to his advantage, forcing PALMER back a step or two, but the smaller, maybe even smarter, PALMER, uses his own gifts to good uses by slipping through and under DUSHANE before catching him with a forearm smash to the lower back. DUSHANE grasps his back in pain as PALMER follows in with sharp blows, swinging punches at his back as he tries to drive the air right out of DUSHANE’S lungs. PALMER spins DUSHANE around and uses his forearm as a battering ram, driving it right into the face of his opponent. VINIC reels from the flurry of shots from PALMER, who looks up for this clash, having lost the two superstars previous meeting. PALMER pounds DUSHANE right back against the ropes, laying into him with more and more punches as the referee admonishes him before he stops for a moment, steps back and then charges DUSHANE again, this time, laying the boots right into the downed VINIC DUSHANE. RJ drags VINIC over into the corner and drives his knee straight into VINIC’S head several times over before stepping back and driving his foot right into DUSHANE’S throat, choking him out.
RJ steps back as DUSHANE slumps out on the mat, the air almost driven completely out of him. RJ drags DUSHANE up and out of the corner by his hair and he goes to nail DUSHANE with a DDT but VINIC counters with a knee smash right to the ribs, catching PALMER right off his guard. DUSHANE bounces PALMER off the ropes and drives RJ straight down to the mat with a huge Spinebuster before DUSHANE drops to the mat and drapes an arm across PALMER’S chest in a pin attempt.
...ONE!...
RJ shoots his arm out at two. VINIC slowly crawls across to the ring ropes and pulls himself up before turning his attentions over to the downed PALMER. VINIC reaches down and pulls PALMER too his feet before driving his head straight into PALMER’S own, the headbutt sending PALMER reeling back into the ring ropes. VINIC grabs PALMER’S arm and whips him hard off the ring ropes before catching him with a massive reverse elbow smash to the jaw that almost takes PALMER’S head clean off. VINIC drops down to the mat and goes for the cover, hooking up PALMER’S leg.
...ONE!...
PALMER throws his shoulder up and VINIC looks shocked!!
He climbs too his feet and quickly questions the referee on the speed of the count. VINIC can’t believe RJ managed to kick out before the three count and is allowing RJ the opportunity to recover and get back to his feet. As VINIC turns around, RJ catches him with a huge right hand that sends DUSHANE reeling back several feet. RJ follows up the punch by spearing VINIC right back into the corner, using his shoulder as a battering ram to drain the air right out of VINIC’S lungs. He pulls VINIC out of the corner and drives his knee right into VINIC’S mid-section before hooking up his head and neck, lifting him high into the air and dropping DUSHANE to the canvas with an elevated Vertical Suplex. RJ floats over quickly and hooks up DUSHANE’S leg in a tight pin attempt.
...ONE!...
VINIC throws his arm up at the last moment! RJ puts some distance between them, and he sets himself up so that as soon as VINIC is up, he gets thrown onto RJ's shoulders for the xMOSHx! VINIC squirms! He slithers off and takes RJ down with a single arm DDT! He locks in the DUSHAMED! RJ's is fighting for his life! He tries to reach the ropes with his other arm, but DUSHANE pulls him away. That movement is all RJ needs though, as he pulls DUSHANE down and into a roll up. He's back near the ropes, and his feet are on them!
...ONE!...
WINNER:
RJ tries to celebrate, and the referee goes outside to retrieve the Hart Title for him! But RJ's music cuts out and is quickly replaced by “Heart Of A Champion” by Nelly and the Lincoln University Vocal Ensemble, as LEE STONE makes his way onto the stage!
LEE: Don't give him that. RJ, you're NOT the Hart Champion. Real fucking classy to try and take it too. Universal contender one minute, Hart Champ the next? Laaaaaaame. Too lame. I won't allow it. You guys don't get to book matches and give title shots, I do. Well, at least for the rest of the night I do. So VINIC DUSHANE is still the Hart Champion, and he'll be holding onto it until, at least, the infamous Leap Of Faith Rafter Match. As for you RJ, well, quite frankly my dear, I just don't give a damn.
The match starts with a traditional tie-up, to which TRENT GEIN, the stronger man, gets the upper hand, forcefully pushing the Universal Champion back. A look of concern crosses over JAMES RAVEN's face, but he soon gathers his thoughts back, and as soon as TRENT is within range, RAVEN launches at his leg, and uses a single leg takedown to put TRENT on his back. He floats over TRENT's body, arriving at TRENT's head, which he drops a quick knee into. TRENT rolls away, but as soon as he gets up RAVEN is right on top of him, using a swinging neckbreaker to gain the advantage once more. TRENT goes down and RAVEN makes a quick cover, looking to put the match away early.
...ONE!...
TRENT kicks out fairly easily. RAVEN, however, isn't done, as he continues to maintain the advantage with a dropkick as GEIN tries to get to his feet. GEIN stumbles back into the corner, and RAVEN hurls himself through the air trying for a knee to the jaw, but GEIN manages to slide out of the way at the last moment. A running bulldog quickly sees momentum swing in the Legend's favor, and a quick suplex further cements this, to which GEIN responds by covering RAVEN.
...ONE!...
RAVEN kicks out without much effort, but GEIN isn't done yet. He springs to his feet and drops back down with a leg drop across RAVEN's chest. Another cover!
...ONE!...
RAVEN kicks out again, but a little less convincingly this time. Repeating his idea, TRENT leaps back to his feet before dropping another leg drop onto JAMES RAVEN. He covers again!
...ONE!...
RAVEN kicks out with force, sending a message to GEIN that this plan isn't going to work for much longer. Experienced as he is, TRENT GEIN takes note of this and switches up his approach, opting for a kneeling armbar to try and weaken the current Universal Champion. For a moment, it works, but RAVEN fights his way to his feet, and grabs TRENT by the head, pulling him down into a jawbreaker. GEIN stumbles away, as RAVEN takes a moment to refocus himself, and as soon as GEIN brings his own attention back to RAVEN, he's met with a spinning heel kick that puts him on the mat. He sits up, but RAVEN doesn't let up, and greets him with a stiff running kick to the jaw, followed by another cover.
...ONE!...
The two both seem to be employing the same technique of trying to end the match early, as they realize that considering the caliber of their opponent, it is in neither of their interests for this match to drag out.
RAVEN executes a Northern Lights Suplex that leads to another cover, from which TRENT manages to escape from, and as he tries to DDT the US Champ, GEIN lifts him up and drops him with a HUGE spinebuster – the kind that hurts just to watch. This buys GEIN time to get his legs underneath him once more, and by the time RAVEn gets up, GEIN seems fully recovered and executes a quick clothesline followed immediately by the Plainsfield DDT!
...ONE!...
Though RAVEN kicks out, GEIN seems quietly content that he is weakening his opponent. He pulls RAVEN up into a bearhug, and for several moments RAVEN is completely immobilized. Eventually, RAVEN has the sense to try and hammer GEIN in the temple, which causes his grip to loosen, enabling RAVEN to wriggle down so he gets his feet on the ground, and from there he has the wherewithall to roll GEIN up into a small package.
...ONE!...
Taken completely by surprise, GEIN does manage to kick out, and he's the first back to his feet, but RAVEN seems to have a plan, and as GEIN tries to grab RAVEN, he thrusts his head up, driving it into the jaw of TRENT GEIN. The gap between the two is then filled by a hurricanrana out of nowhere. RAVEN hits an enziguri that continues to keep GEIN unsteady, and he retreats to the other side of the ring and begins stalking his 'prey'. He's going for the Divebomb! But GEIN gets out of the way! RAVEN turns around, and is hoisted up for the PLAINSFIELD! But he drops down and... FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!
...ONE!...
Wait! TRENT GEIN kicked out! Or did he? NO! The ref is saying that TRENT kicked out after his hand hit the mat! RAVEN gets the three count!
WINNER:
After celebrating his win for a little bit, RAVEN leaves the ring, as TRENT gets to his feet to leave the ring, but is quickly stopped by... DR. EMO?! Who came out of the crowd and ran into the ring. EMO turns TRENT around... PANIK ATTACK! EMO stands over TRENT, and smiles to the fans, before he walks over to the other side of the ring, and motions for a mic is handed one, and begins to address the fans and TRENT.
EMO: So, there it is. The real reason I am back in the XWF, because of TRENT GEIN. I decided to comeback here, because I felt I had unfinished business with Mr. GEIN. Now obviously once he wakes up he won’t be very happy with my actions, but who would.
EMO looks back over at the person that handed him the mic, and motions for him to hand him something else and that something is the united states title. EMO takes it from the man and holds it in his hand, and looks down at it.
EMO: You’ve held this title for awhile TRENT. I think it’s time that someone finally took it from you. I admit, you have impressed me with how long you have held the title. Most of 2010, right? Well I think its time for a new champion, so get ready TRENT. The Butcher vs. The Cutter round two is coming soon, and the outcome will be very different this time.
EMO drops the mic, as “Weightless” by All Time Low plays over the PA System. EMO walks over to TRENT who is slowly starting to get up, and drops the title beside him, as he leaves the ring. While leaving the ring EMO and TRENT lock eyes.
Backstage, we see a locker room door that says “The Prophecy”. Standing slightly down the hall from the door is DANIEL MALCOLM, with a chair in hand, looking ready to strike. The door opens up as a man in a suit and bowler hat steps out. DANIEL, without hesitation, charges and nails the person with the chair, dropping him cold. However, standing over the body, we see that the person is not CENTURION, but rather WALTER CROWE! DANIEL panics and takes off down the hallway. The next person out of the room is ROXY NOVA, who notices WALTER.
ROXY: Oh God! Someone call a medic!
The rest of The Prophecy run out and check on WALTER as JAMES pulls out his cell phone and begins dialing for an EMT. CENTURION glares down the hallway as the camera cuts.
OREN and RIZZA kick things off together in the ring. Rather than coming together, RIZZA is intent on trying to showcase for the fans and he tries a pose off against OREN. As RIZZA flexes for the crowd, they come back with loud boos. RIZZA climbs over to ropes and yells out into the crowd in anger, and perhaps a bit of surprise, as it's not usual for the former Universal Champion to be received negatively. OREN poses for them, flexing and they cheer loudly for him and a big smile parts his lips. RIZZA looks angry and he hops around the ring, circling around OREN now. OREN moves around, crouched down and ready to protect himself. Finally the two come together, but it's RIZZA who stops the tie up with a big open handed slap to the face, showing incredible disrespect for his opponents. The crowd boos heavily and DYNAMIC DYNAMITE laughes on the ring apron. OREN holds his face, in a stunned silence, glaring back at RIZZA. While BIG TYME stands in the ring, pointing and laughing, OREN pops out at him and smacks him good and hard for retribution. That draws a heavy cheer from the crowd and RIZZA falls back into his corner, holding his jaw, stunned as well. DYNAMIC DYNAMITE has some words for him, which RIZZA nods and comes out of his corner.
Again, the two circle around, getting ready for each other and they come together for a tie up. RIZZA gets his hands up, last second with an eye poke and again, the crowd boos him heavily, as OREN temporarily loses his vision. RIZZA turns him around and with a big CRACK, slaps his bare chest with a hard knife edge chop. OREN's chest turns red from the blow and he crosses his arms to shield further blows. RIZZA opens them up and chops him again across the chest, this time to "WHOOOOs" from the crowd that was just heavily against him moments before. RIZZA grabs OREN and backs him up into the ropes. He shoots him in and DYNAMIC DYNAMITE throws a big kick right into the back of OREN, catching him squarely. The fans boo, but the referee didn't see the interference, now that RIZZA and him seem to be having a quick chat about something. OREN staggers away from the ropes and all of a sudden, RIZZA doesn't have any more concerns. A quick kick to the midsection doubles over OREN and RIZZA locks him up, hitting a snap suplex. RIZZA gets up to his feet and walks over to his corner, making the tag in to DYNAMIC DYNAMITE.
DYNAMITE enters the ring and saunters his way over to the fallen OREN. Making like he is going to pick him up off the mat is only a ploy and he immediately turns around and hammers MIA SANCHEZ off the apron with a nasty forearm to the head. MIA hits the matting outside of the ring hard and the fans let DYNAMITE have it with a rousing of loud boos. DYNAMIC DYNAMITE ignores the referee in his face and focuses on OREN, who is getting up to his feet. DYNAMITE helps him the rest of the way up and then drives him back down to the mat with a scoop slam. DYNAMITE falls back into the ropes, looking for a little momentum, but from the outside, MIA SANCHEZ reaches through the ropes and grabs ahold of his feet to trip him up. DYNAMITE slips out of the attempt, but still notices MIA on the outside, glaring back at him. DYNAMITE leans over the top ropes and jaws at her, pointing a big finger in her face that she quickly slaps out of the way. MIA reaches up and with a swift right hand, she pops DYNAMITE in the jaw to big time cheers from the fans. Just after she connects, OREN rolls up off the mat and grabs DYNAMITE from behind and rolls him up with a school boy pin! ...ONE!...
OREN and DYNAMITE go up at the same time and OREN ducks underneath a clothesline attempt, heading for the ropes. He comes bounding back into the ring with a flying, twisting shoulder block and that knocks DYNAMIC DYNAMITE backwards with such force that he can't maintain his momentum and falls through the middle ropes and to the outside of the ring. The fans cheer loudly as DYNAMIC DYNAMITE and ZACH RIZZA regroup on the outside. OREN is up and he tags in MIA SANCHEZ. The crowd goes crazy for the new World Champion as she enters the ring. MIA goes right for the ropes, picking up an awful lot of speed and she makes the charge for her opponents. Before RIZZA and DYNAMITE know what is happening, MIA SANCHEZ goes airborne, up and over the top ropes with a somersaulting body attack and she takes them both out. The crowd is on their feet for her as she stands back up a little shaky. "MI-A! MI-A! MI-A!" are the chants coming from the XWF faithful as she slides back into the ring and waits for RIZZA and DYNAMITE to get back into the match.
DYNAMITE and RIZZA help each other up and have a brief conversation, each man holding the backs of their head. DYNAMITE motions for the referee to back MIA SANCHEZ away from the ropes and let him into the ring, which the referee does. DYNAMITE rolls under the ropes and into the ring. When MIA SANCHEZ steps forward to him, he backs up slowly and reaches back, allowing ZACH RIZZA to get the tag and the fans boo his cowardice loudly. MIA SANCHEZ stops short and shakes her head, as DYNAMITE smirks and steps out of the ring. RIZZA enters the ring and taunts MIA SANCHEZ, motioning to his waist a bit, before circling around her like a shark looking at his prey. MIA SANCHEZ waits patiently for RIZZA to come in for an attack and finally, the two come together with a tie up. RIZZA powers her back into the corner, still holding onto the collar and elbow. The referee needs to step in and break them up, to which both raise their hands up in surrender. As they back off, RIZZA fires in a disrespectful slap to MIA's face and the crowd "OHHHHs" him. MIA doesn't hesitate for a second and she comes out of the corner likt a lightning bolt and spears RIZZA to the mat hard!
MIA SANCHEZ mounts his chest and starts raining down rapid fire right hands to RIZZA's head. MIA pops up off the mat and makes a run for the ropes. She takes to the air and hits a senton splash and then rolls that into a pinning attempt. ...ONE!...
RIZZA rolls over the pinning attempt and pins her shoulders to the mat. RIZZA HAS A HANDFUL OF HER TIGHTS!
…ONE!...
MIA JUST BARELY KICKS OUT! Both wrestlers get up to their feet in a hurry, but RIZZA destroys MIA SANCHEZ with a RIZZALINER. BIG TYME rolls her limp body over for the pin.
...ONE!...
OREN DIVES IN FOR THE SAVE OF THE MATCH, falling onto ZACH RIZZA with a double axe handle. DYNAMIC DYNAMITE enters the ring and he grabs OREN by the hair, ripping him up off his partner and then clocking him with an uppercut to the jaw. OREN falls back into the corner, sandwiching himself and the referee between the turnbuckles. DYNAMITE makes a run at him and goes flying with a splash, but OREN moves at the last second and DYNAMITE connects only with the referee. When OREN comes out of the corner, he runs into a midsection kick from ZACH RIZZA, which he luckily is able to catch. RIZZA tries for an enziguiri that OREN ducks underneath, but maintains his hold on RIZZA's leg. OREN rolls him over and cinches up his legs. The crowd goes wild as OREN turns RIZZA over and HE LOCKS IN THE PAIN DRAIN! THE PAIN DRAIN ON ZACH RIZZA!
Those cheers are quickly turned to boos as DYNAMIC DYNAMITE comes off the ropes with a big boot and he drills OREN in the face with it, knocking him off RIZZA and he rolls out of the ring to the floor. MIA SANCHEZ has recovered and she is up on the top turnbuckle. She leaps off with a cross body, BUT DYNAMIC DYNAMITE CATCHES HER AND OHHHHH! X-RATED! X-RATED! DYNAMIC DYNAMITE ROLLS ZACH RIZZA OVER ON TOP OF MIA SANCHEZ! HE PICKS UP THE REFEREE AND TOSSES HIM NEAR THE PIN! THE REFEREE MAKES A HAZY COUNT. ...ONE!...
WINNERS:
DYNAMITE and RIZZA get the win over the reigning Tag Team Champions! Furthermore, ZACH RIZZA just pinned the World Champion! As they get their hands raised in victory, making up for their misstep last week, a solitary figure appears on the stage.
It's ROXY NOVA!
DYNAMIC DYNAMITE, feeling extremely confident after the match, motions for ROXY to come down to the ring, but ROXY just smiles and claps. It seems that angers DYNAMITE more than anything, as he stands in the ring seething while ROXY returns to the backstage area. As DYNAMIC DYNAMITE recovers backstage, following his tag team win, TRENT GEIN, his Zero Conformity team mate, is seen approaching him. Trent has the Director following him around naturally and this looks like any other typical day at work.
TRENT: DYNAMITE there's something that I've been meaning to talk to you about. I think this ZERO CONFORMITY thing is on life support right now. NICK is dying out there on the vine. Sure one measly victory over PETER GILMOUR but who hasn't beaten him. ZACH is confused as well having to fight with me for a month. We're not feared, we're mocked. This is not the path that I want to take. It's the path of the NOW. I wanted to avoid this like a cae of herpes at an orgy. I'm a part of Pyromechanical, my philsophy on things is all about chaos, anarchy and unpredictability. Being a nonconformist means playing by your own rules and doing things your way. There's no one in this company who does that better than you. PROPHECY will have ROXY's back, ZERO CONFORMITY needs to have yours. Are you with me on this?
DYNAMITE: Couldn't have said it any better myself TRENT... I have never been one to side with authority. FUCK authority! I am with you every step up the way. You, me, hopefully NICK, and ZACH! Because as of BAD MEDICINE the company made an enemy, and I sure as hell am going to be doing things the only way I know how. This group will be around a long long time, and you had better believe I am going to have your back as long as you have mine. Its time the XWF fears us... You have my back... I got yours!
Dear god what kind of chaos and anarchy are they talking about. Two XWF legends have joined forces. These two men have made their careers off of fighting each other, now they're teammates with the same agenda.
MALCOLM meets CENTURION on the outside of the ring in the entrance walkway and they begin to exchange blows with each other. They trade punches with each other, right for left, left for right, neither man is getting the best of each other. The punches turn into a lock up with each other and MALCOLM backs CENTURION into the guard railing. CENTURION turns it around, swinging MALCOLM around and bending his back over the guard railing. MALCOLM rolls through and now he has CENTURION leaned against the guard railing. MALCOLM pulls CENTURION back into the walkway and he hurls his back into the guard railing on the opposite side. CENTURION hits the railing with pretty good impact and the fans behind the railing scatter away from it as it bends in on their seats. MALCOLM's chest pulses and his body is visibly tense as he walks over and picks up CENTURION by the hair. MALCOLM drags him over towards the ring, but stops short and throws him into the railing again. MALCOLM grabs him again and brings him towards the ring. He bashes his head off the steel ring post and then looks out into the crowd, as they all come back at him with real loud boos.
MALCOLM takes a step back and points down at CENTURION before running at him and lifting him up off the ground with a brutal kick to his midsection. MALCOLM looks out into the crowd with wide eyes and nods at them as they boo him. He picks up CENTURION and lays him against the guard railing. MALCOLM winds up and cracks him with an overhead slap to the chest. CENTURION holds his chest and steps away from the railing, walking around the outside of the ring. MALCOLM turns him around and then drops him to the ground with a nasty palm strike to the chest. MALCOLM takes his time with CENTURION, before rolling him under the bottom ropes and slipping in with him as well. The bell to the match finally rings as they make it inside to start the match officially. MALCOLM drops a knee down across the temple of CENTURION. Being so close to the ropes, he steps over and pops up from the middle ropes and then falls down across CENTURION's chest with a springboard splash. MALCOLM covers.
...ONE!...
MALCOLM lifts CENTURION up off the mat and backs him up into the corner. He lifts him up to a perch on the top turnbuckle and he heads up to the top with him as well. MALCOLM brings CENTURION up to a standing position on the top ropes. MALCOLM is setting him up for a suplex, but CENTURION starts hammering at his midsection. More punches to the midsection of DANIEL MALCOLM and after a few more moments, CENTURION is able to shove him off the top ropes and MALCOLM hits the mat hard on his back. Taking a second to shake out the cobwebs, CENTURION leaps off the top ropes and nails a frog splash onto MALCOLM. The impact from the move has CENTURION holding his midsection as well and both men lay out beside each other for a few long moments. Both men start to stir and work up to their feet around the same time. From their knees, both men look up at each other and they connect at the same time with a right head to each other's head. They both sway backwards, sitting on their heels. They come back at each other and tie up, collar and elbow, from their knees. They start to work up to a standing position and then MALCOLM rolls CENTURION over into an arm twist. CENTURION reverses the hold and turns that into a hip toss. MALCOLM is up to his feet pretty quickly and he makes a mad dash at CENTURION, who puts a hand behind his head and guides his face into the turnbuckle padding.
CENTURION goes to work on DANIEL MALCOLM with a quick succession of right and left hands to the head and body. The fans in the arena start to pick up a rolling cheer of "AN-DY! AN-DY! AN-DY!" as he works over MALCOLM. CENTURION whips MALCOLM across the ring and into the opposite turnbuckle. He picks up a head of steam and follows him into the turnbuckle with a big lariat that picks MALCOLM up off his feet. CENTURION grabs the head of DANIEL MALCOLM and bulldogs him down to the mat. He rolls him over and covers.
...ONE!...
CENTURION gets up to his feet and he brings MALCOLM up with him. He scoops up MALCOLM onto his shoulders with a fireman's carry. Looks like he was going for a death valley driver, but MALCOLM squirts free behind him. MALCOLM grabs the back of his head and drops him down with an inverted backbreaker, jarring his back across his knee in brutal fashion. MALCOLM heads for the top turnbuckles and pops up quickly, flying back on top of CENTURION with the Greatest Moonsault in the World. DANIEL MALCOLM gets up to his feet and he waits, crouched down and motioning for CENTURION to get up to his feet. CENTURION gets up to his feet and he's standing on wobbly legs, facing away from MALCOLM. DANIEL moves to spin him around, but CENTURION blasts him with a sweeping Korean Kick of Death, flooring MALCOLM. CENTURION drops down to his knees, panting for breath. He lays across MALCOLM for the pin.
...ONE!...
Deciding it's time to end this, CENTURION looks down at MALCOLM lying on the ground, and he locks in THE FALL OF ROME! He has it locked in! MALCOLM crawls to the ropes and manages to grab them, but it's X-Treme Rules! All the referee can do is suggest CENTURION lets go! He doesn't have to do shit! MALCOLM screams, but CENTURION keeps it on heavy! For some time, neither show any sign of give, but with MALCOLM holding so tightly onto the ropes, CENTURION's leverage begins to weaken, and so he decides to let it go himself. He then rolss outside of the ring, and from under the ring he pulls... A BIBLE! DANIEL MALCOLM pushes to his knees, and CENTURION slides back into the ring, Bible in hand. He... he throws it at MALCOLM! He threw the book at him, and it seems to knock MALCOLM right out! CENTURION opens the book up to the camera and crowd, and grins as he reveals that it's not really a book at all, only the outside is. In the middle, there's a huge freaking piece of metal! CENTURION closes the book back up and drops it on the ground, before turning to DANIEL MALCOLM and hitting the 1000 Mile Slam! He connected with it perfectly!
...ONE!...
CENTURIONS retains!
WINNER:
Some people might think that the show is over, but those people would be wrong. Losers. “Heart Of A Champion” blares over the PA system, and for one last time, LEE STONE steps out onto the stage in his role as GM. He calmly walks towards the ring, slapping hands with a couple of the younger audience on his way down, and when he reaches the ring, those three words that resonate with his entire legacy are uttered to tremendous ovation.
LEE: Bitches and gentlefucks...
Insert crazy ass cheering here, and stop dreaming of me inserting anything crazy into your ass. Freak.
LEE: I just wanted to come out here to take the time to thank you for having me back, even if it's been for such a short time.
Some fat chick screams that she wants LEE's babies. But LEE wouldn't bang her. Because she's fat.
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