[Elevation begins with the theme music “Elevation” by U2. The Elevation logo burns into the WpW tron as the cameras scans the anxious crowd before going to the Commentators table where two men are sitting.]
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commentator #1: Hellooooo and Welcome to Elevation I’m Connor Young and beside me is Ian Miller. I must say it’s an honor to be here tonight.
Ian: I agree. WpW has been generous in giving me the opportunity to be part of such a fine company, with lots of talented superstars.
Connor: Plenty of matches and of course for the Main Event, the ALL TIME TELEVISION TITLE!
Ian: That’s a cool way to get wrestlers to come into WpW and show us what they have to offer us.
Connor: Ian you’re not telling anyone anything they don’t already know.
Ian: Oh well. Anyway last week DVA announced that WpW would start a second show, due to all the talent coming into WpW. Let’s take a look...
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DVA: Now, now calm down I apologize for not being there tonight, as I said I would, but business is business.. *The crowd begins to cheer* DVA smirks: Neither is your precious Lilly. (crowd begins booing ) *DVA continues. DVA: She was knocked out at Heatwave and it doesn’t look like she’s coming back anytime soon. *Crowd continues to get louder with the boos. A chant of “Lilly” breaks through the arena. DVA: I see how it is. You’d rather see some blonde bimbo in power than ME, who gets things done around here. Well let me tell you, your little Lilly has made a mess of this company. Nobody, and I mean nobody knows exactly what I’m talking about because she’s good at covering up her mistakes and hiding it by providing you with the best wrestling show out there. *DVA pauses then takes a drink of Mountain Dew.* DVA: Lilly has made herself out to be a pushover backstage. Wrestlers can sign contracts, collect a paycheck and never EVER appear on a show for you fans to see. There are so many guys and gals that have an easy ride in this company. No worries though it’s not their fault. If I could sign with a company and collect a reasonable paycheck without doing anything, I’d do it too. This is Monday, September 6, 2004, and also Labor Day. It’s time to get these wrestlers working. *DVA looks a little disgusted, but then smiles.* DVA: Now that I’m CEO, I plan on correcting the mistakes that Lilly has made. There will be changes, and the first thing I’d like to change is that after this week’s episode of GoldPush there will be NO MORE TV Title on GoldPush. *crowd begins booing but DVA interrupts.* . . . . . . DVA: Wait! Don‘t go jumping to conclusions, I‘m not here to bring this company down. I‘m here to help it.. Starting September 19, 2004 on WpW TV, I’m proud to announce a new show called Sunday Night Elevation. That’s right, the TV Title will be moved onto the new show. Now go on and boo me why don’t you. *The crowd can be heard cheering a little.* DVA: I didn’t think so. WpW opened last September, and GoldPush started last year in the middle of the month. So we will start our new show around our one year anniversary date. I was a silent member of the board members when WpW opened. I used to just help make decisions in the board room while Lilly ran the shows. I’m not the enemy here. You should be mad at Lilly for not making the newly signed superstars work a little sooner. NOW that I’m CEO, I plan on changing things for you. How you ask? Each week I’ll be naming several non-active superstars who haven’t been heard from and they will be REQUIRED to get involved. Either they get active and give you the show you pay for or they can find themselves without a paycheck. * The crowd cheers loudly.* DVA: What better to start our first show by giving the first list of people their notice? Our first batch of wrestlers are as follows: Black Ice, Tresserhorn, Lestat, Retribution, “Hip Hop” Johnny Pop, and last but not least Titan 3. Either join in the match and keep that paycheck flowing or find yourself no longer on our payroll. Now I’ll let this all sink into your heads and I’ll see you later in the show where I have another thing to add to WpW. |
Connor: That’s one woman I don’t want to cross.
Ian: She don’t scare me, but you know.... She named quite a few people last week that had their job on the line, wonder if they will even show.
Connor: I don’t know, but I’m sure they’re not being paid or even part of WpW if they don’t show.
Ian: Wow! What a prediction asshat. That’s what DVA just got done saying.
**A phantom missile is heard racing towards earth, a explosion of fireworks hit the top of the ramp and the guitar riff for bad the bones blast out over the PA. Rick Vaughn appears at the top of the ramp to a humongous chorus of boos and jeers. He stands at the top of the ramp and gives his trademark sinister grin in approval of the fans hatred towards him. He is weaing a I won this t-shirt from your mom, t-shirt. Blue jeans and a nike baseball cap. He walks down the ramp, slides into the, gets down on one knee and flexes his biceps to the audience in pose. The crowd’s jeers rise to a new level as he stands up and smirks before heading over to the announcers table**
Connor: Great we’ve got another commentator tonight.
Ian: Aren’t you a wrestler?
Vaughn: What’s it to you anyway?
Connor: Why are you here?
Vaughn: Because I’m being paid just as you are numbnuts. Let’s quit the bull and get this show started.
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| [A woman wearing a WPW t-shirt and baseball cap, probably a member of the ring-crew knocks on the door to Nitro's locker room. Nitro opens it up.]
Nitro: "What do you want?" [The woman hands Nitro a large envelope] WPW worker: "Someone told me to give this to you." [Nitro takes the envelope, opens it, and finds a note and a pair of very dark-looking sunglasses. He reads the note and laughs. He then looks up at the woman, but suddenly realizes she's not there.] Nitro: "So you're Car-...damn, where'd you go? Jeez...Wilder's right, you do know how to stay 'invisible'." [Nitro shakes his head in amusement and closes the door.] |
Connor: I don't’ know what that was all about.
Ian: I guess we’ll find out later.
Vaughn: Yawn. Are you two ready to start this show or are we just going to sit her all night?
Ian: Fine! Our first match of the event is The Dutchess of Ducks Nicole Kinneck and Curtis “Freebird” Lowe. Hannah up to you.
Hannah: The first person to pin or make the other submit wins this match. And your first opponent is ......”THE DUTCHESS OF DUCKS” NICOLE KINNECK
[The entire arena goes dead silent. No music, no nothing. A bright yellow light shines on the entrance ramp as we all wait.......WOO! Suddenly the Dutchess comes skipping out....lalalala skip skip skip....still silence. Suddenly we hear a...quack...quack...quack.. BOOM! The dutchess grins, and starts running to the ring. she climbs into the ring and skips in a circle, then twirls around a few times before blowing kisses to the crowd]
HA:"And her op---"
[Before the announcer can finish , Curtis Lowe is running down the aisle way and slides into the ring. The bell goes off as Curtis hits the ropes and launches himself towards Dutchess. Dutchess smiles at him as he raises his arm for a clothesline , but Dutchess ducks under it and skips backwards still smiling at Curits. Dutchess raises her hand and waves at him as he steps forward , she steps towards him as well with her left hand still behind her back as her right fades behind her back as well. She seems to say something to Curtis as he cocks his eyes at her, a "What the hell" kind of stare. Dutchess then pulls a rubber duck from behind her back in her left hand and shoves it into Curtis's mouth as he starts to talk back to her. He is caught off guard as he shakes his head and reaches for the duck to pull it out of his mouth. Before he can do it , her right hand comes out from behind her back with a spatula. She begins to slap him with it. A hard shot to his sides then a thwap on the head with both hands on the spatula. Curtis falls over , duck still in his mouth as Dutchesssits down on his chest and poses.]
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HA: "Ladies and gentlemen , your winner , DUTCHESS OF DUCKS!!!"
Ian: That woman is nuts!
Connor: But Beautiful.
Vaughn: She has no taste in clothes I’ve seen poultry dressed better.
Ian: Dude that’s funny.
[While Dutchess and her ducky are celebrating in the ring,The music starts and the arena darkens. As "Whatever" by Our Lady Peace kicks, the arena if filled with blue light and Clu runs out with a white robe with no sleeves with his manager Tiffany. Clu plays to the crowd up on the ramp, then starts making his way to the ring. He pauses half way down the ramp, and then does the classic Shawn Michaels pose with Tiffany sitting on his bent knee. They continue to make their way down to the ring, but instead veer off to the commentator table. Clu tells Ian and Connor something, then Ian, Connor, and Tiffany start walking to the back.]
Vaughn: What did you just tell those guys?
Clu: I told them the boss wanted to see them.
Vaughn: She here?
Clu: I have no clue. I just wanted to get them out of here.
[Clu and Rick laugh as the cameras go backstage.... ]
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| [Samus is seen sitting in the locker room holding his head. It almost looks like he has a headache, but he looks frightened as well.] Samus: Go Away. Leave me alone. Voice: It's Time Samus. [The Voice echoes through the room. Seemingly as if it truly existed in this world right now. But Samus knows or thinks that it doesn't exist seeing that is is the demon that he use to think controlled what he did back when he first started wrestling. Samus thought he had rid himself of this voice but it seems that it has come back to haunt him once again. As Samus screams out he Held his head. ] Samus: The time has past. I got rid of you. You don't exist anymore. Dark Master: Oh but I do exist Samus. I exist inside you. Deep within your very Soul, Your very Mind. I truly do exist. And now it is time to bring out the old and destroy the new. I will and I shall have my way with you Tonight. [Samus screams as he falls to the floor and blacks out as WpW goes to commercial.] |
[WpW comes back from commercial as Hannah introduces the next match.]
HA: Our next match is a hardcore match. And the first opponent is....ANGEL OF DEATH!
[The lights go out...red lights hit the entrance ramp and smoke fills the ring and ramp, and red flames shoot out of the ramp. The Angel of Death walks out thru the smoke and to the ring. The red lights follow him to the ring, when he gets to the ring the lights some on him. The camera zooms to his face and as he lowers the hood, the lights start to come up.]
HA: AND HIS OPPONENT.......SUPERSTAR WILL!!
[The tron starts to flash The SuperStar is Here as music starts to play and Will walks out of the back wearing a jacket that said SuperStar on the back above a Star. ]
(Superstar Will climbs in the ring, and Angel of Death waste no time and drills Will Evans with a clothesline. Angel of Death quickly moves to the outside and starts tossing anything weapon he can get his hands on into the ring. He takes a steel trash can lid and moves into the ring, but Will Evans kicks him in the stomach. Then Evans picks up the trash can lid, but Angel of Death dropkicks it back into his face! Angel of Death covers, but only gets a two.)
Rick: And Will Evans might have to watch his back tonight...
Clu: Aw, don't worry, I'm not gonna beat his ass...unless I really feel I have the reason to. I'm tryin' to be professional.
Rick: Heh, good luck.
Clu: Hey, I can be professional! I think...wait, what were we talking about again?
(Angel of Death slides outside of the ring again. He pulls out a cinder block and shoves it in the ring. Then he grabs a shovel and rolls into the ring with it. He raises it above his head but Will Evans SMASHES him in the head with a trash can lid! Will Evans waste no time and immediately starts stomping on The Angel of Death. Evans slides outside and grabs a garbage can and tosses it in. Will places the trash can over AoD's head, grabs the shovel and starts BANGING THE HELL OUT OF THE TRASHCAN! Will Evans pulls the trash can off and makes a cover but AoD kicks out after a count of two.)
Rick: Evans getting creative with the shovel...
Clu: I could've done that. It would've been cooler if he, like, did that with like...Pamela Anderson or something.
(Rick gives Clu a look.)
Clu: What!?
(Will Evans picks AoD up but AoD nails a knee to the stomach. Angel of Death NAILS a DDT on Will Evans, then slides the outside and grabs...A BARBWIRE BAT! The crowd goes insane as Angel of Death slides into the rings and SLAMS THE BAT INTO WILL EVANS STOMACH!)
Rick: AND THAT WAS SICK!
Clu: GREAT GOOGA MOOGA!
(AoD makes the cover....
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Rick: And how did Will Evans kick out of that!
Clu: Come on, now, Angel of Death! Get your head in the game, jerkass!
(Angel of Death beckens Evans to get up. When Evans finally makes into his face, AoD makes a wild swing with the back, but Evans ducks it AND NAILS THE SHOW STOPPER! Will Evans quickly covers...
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[NO! AoD kicks out! Evans can't believe and and quickly gets out of the ring and starts walking up the ramp. The crowd boos but Will Evans doesn't care-he wants no part of AoD anymore.)
Rick: And now Will Evans leaving the ring with his tail between his leg! What a cowardly move by Superstar Will Evans to just up and leave in the middle of this match!
Clu: Dammit, if you want somethin' done right
(Clu gets up from the announce table and takes off through the crowd.)
Rick: Where the hell is he going.
(The crowd goes insane as Angel of Death sits up, then he takes off after Will Evans! Will Evans sees this and takes off running through the backstage area! Will looks around and turns a corner, BUT OUT OF NOWHERE CLU DRILLS HIM WITH A SPEAR! The crowd goes nuts as Clu smiles.)
Clu: Damn, that looked like it hurt...
(Clu smiles and walks away as Angel of Death takes the oppurtunity to make a cover!) Rick: THIS IS HIGHWAY ROBBERY! ANGEL OF DEATH WITH THE COVER! 1.
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(Angel of Death picks Will up and SLAMS his head into a wall. Then he takes a chair and SMASHES it across the back of Evans. Evans cries out in pain as Angel of Death moves in for another shot, but Evans NAILS him with the LOW BLOW! Angel of Death falls to his knees as a now bleeding Will Evans takes cables and raps them around the throat of Angel of Death. AoD gets an elbow into the injured stomach of Will Evans and Will let's go, but not before grabbing a fire extinguisher and CRASHES IT into Angel of Death's head! Will Evans makes the cover...)
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(Clu comes back to the announce table.)
Clu: What did I miss?
Rick: What the hell do you mean what did you miss?
Clu: Like I said, what the fuck did I miss? Don't get test with me, dickhole! (Will Evans can't believe it! Will again tries to make a run for it, but Angel of Death grabs him and NAILS HIM WITH A DDT ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!)
Clu: GOOD GRIEF!!!!!
Rick: HIS NECK COULD BE BROKEN!
Clu: EVEN I WANT THE REF STOP THE MATCH! STOP THE MATCH!
(Will Evans looks out of it as Angel of Death drags him around until Angel of Death sees a table. He gets a smile on his face and picks a barely conscious Evans up and puts him on top of table...)
Clu: What is he doing?
Rick: I don't know, but as a professional wrestler and as somewhat of human, I just want it to be over!
(Angel of Death gets on the table with Evans. Then he picks him up...AND SETS UP THE GATE TO HELL!)
Clu: NO!
Rick: THIS'LL KILL HIM!
Clu: It will? Sweet...
Rick: CLU!
Clu: WHAT!?
(Angel of Death SENDS EVANS CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE WITH THE GATE TO HELL! ANGEL OF DEATH COVERS...)
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Rick: AND THIS IS OVER! THAT GOD IT'S OVER!
Clu: Well it looks like AoD got rid off my Will Evans problem for me. Can't say I'm too broken up over it..
Rick: You need help, man.
HA: AND THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH........ANGEL OF DEATH!!!!
[Angel of Death and Will Evans are laying in the ring and the scene cuts backstage one more time....]
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| The Camera shows Samantha Starr standing in DVA’s office as the door flies open and a Dark Figure storms into the room. As Samantha goes to scream the Dark Figure places a hand over her mouth. Samantha bites down on the figures hand causing the hand to bleed. The Dark Figure laughs as he grabs Samantha and lifts her above his head and slams her down through her Desk. He then kneels beside her bloody body and begins to lower his head as he licks up some blood off her forehead. An evil laugh is let out as he wipes his hand across her face smearing the blood over her. He then stands up and walks out of the office. |
Rick: Talk about being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Clu: I hear that. I’ve never known Samantha Starr to do anything to anybody. I’m guessing that attack was meant for someone else.
Rick: Well duh! She WAS in DVA’s office.
Clu: The Board of Directors are getting knocked off one by one in this company.
Rick: Yeah, wonder how our former CEO is feeling.
Clu: I don’t know, but our next match is a street fight between Mark Wilder and Reaper. These two went at it during the TV title on Goldpush last week, and from what I saw they really have it in for each other.
Rick: Wow you’re smart. Have you done this line of work before?
Clu: What do ya mean?
Rick: commentate.
Clu: No dude, just reading from the script that was left for Ian.
Rick: Wow, I was “Clueless” for a minute.
Clu: Enough with the "Clu" jokes already. Well let’s send this up to Hanna.
Hannah: This match is Street Fight. Anything goes, falls count anywhere. And your first opponent is.....
["Bodies" by Drowning Pool begins to play and Mark Wilder heads down the runway towards the ring, a cold smile on his face as he looks at his opponent. He stops for a moment halfway down the runway to turn and look at some of the fans who are booing him. He laughs at them, then turns and head back down to ringside. When he gets to ringside, he takes off his jacket and puts it in the corner before rolling under the ropes to enter the ring. He gets up and looks toward the entrance way, a cold confident smile on his face as he leans back against the turnbuckle, and pulls out a mic from his back pocket .]
Wilder: As all of you know...a certain person and I were scheduled for a match at Elevation. However, it seemed like Reaper dropped off the face of the planet. Now...as much as I like to talk shit about my opponent and try screwing around with their heads, something didn't add up. Reaper may have been an ass and not very talented in the ring, but he was never one to run from a fight. Well...it turns out he didn't run...it's kind of hard to wrestle in a company after you've been fired. Yeah...you heard me...he was fired."
[He shakes his head in disgust.]
Mark continues.....: It seems that a certain 'bitch in office'
[All of a sudden the lights go out and “Cold Hard Bitch” begins playing. DVA appears on the Tron.]
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| DVA: Mr. Wilder that’ll be enough of your wild accusations and false blunders. You have taken up too much air time as it is this week with your lies and false accusations. Mr. Reaper will not be here tonight due to missing his flight back to the United States. He was held up by Security at the airport because he lost his passport. Unfortunately he will not be here to set you straight Mr. Wilder. [DVA grins.] DVA: He was NOT FIRED. As for the other things you’ve said during the week, such as ME announcing Elevation and putting all the “bastard Children” on one show, is FLAT OUT WRONG. I announced a new show to give you all opportunity to have your own air time with matches and such. I was being nice. If you feel you were “screwed” by me or any of the other Board members of this company please walk out that door that you walked in and don’t look back. You came in this company with an open contract, you can also leave anytime you please, and if these false accusations continued you’ll leave sooner than you think. [DVA sips her coffee.] DVA: Earlier tonight I watched Samantha Starr get attacked. I apologize for her being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but I’m not a fool. I’m not here tonight, or I’d show you myself a little lesson of respect. What? You think I’d show up with all the death threats going around? I may be a bitch but I’m not a stupid one. And if a bitch means seeing this company take off and skyrocket to the top of our industry then I wear the “bitch” name proudly. I’m taking WpW to levels that your former CEO wouldn’t, because she’s too much of a push over to. But while I wear that name proudly, it seems that Mr. Wilder is the one doing all the bitching and complaining around here. I can understand Mr. Wilder that you are jealous of not being on GoldPush because you see talent there that you wish you had, and I can assure you that you weren’t “screwed” in this company like you were in your other companies you ran away from. So in closing ... Mr. Wilder, either shape up or get out! [DVA is interrupted by a delivery. The man hands her a box, which appears to be a box of chocolates. DVA sits the box down and smiles]. DVA: Have a good day and please enjoy the rest of the show. [Scene fades back to arena.] |
[“Battle…” hits the PA system and Sean Graves makes his presence felt as he steps out onto the stage. The newly unmasked Graves struts down to the ring with that trademark grin on his face. The crowd gives Sean a mixed reaction as he climbs into the ring and stands center stage, forcing the crowd to recognize him. After a moment, Sean grabs a mic and returns to the center of the ring. He waits a moment for the crowd to settle down with their cheers/boos. Finally, he brings the mic to his mouth and addresses the crowd.]
Sean Graves – Surprise, surprise… Sean Graves is once again back in the frame of things. Much like the mighty Phoenix, I’m smarter, stronger and more determined than ever. Now I know I should be in Athens, Greece getting ready to beat down the dreams of two rookies looking to become the Tag Team Champion at GoldPush, but when I heard that WpW would debut this new show in Sin City, my home away from home, I just had to be here. I mean, a lot of things have happened to me while I was in Vegas, but you know the saying. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Yeah… I have many fond memories of this place, but I’m not here to reminisce. I hear to address what people have been wondering for a few weeks now. Why did I fake my death? Why did compete under a false name? Well if I must explain myself, I’ve given you people far more credit than you deserve. I’m here in WpW because of one man… my dear mirror image… Micheal Graves. I faked my death to get out of my contract with WpW, followed Micheal here as Stryker Graff and when the time was right, I made my move. It wasn’t to catch Micheal off guard; In fact, I knew he was expecting me. I could never surprise Micheal. We’re twins. Now many people wonder why Micheal and I are in this epic sibling rivalry. How could two brothers hate each other so much? Micheal and I don’t hate each other… much. He blames me for his “disastrous” life. He thinks because we share one face, I’m to blame for people “not liking” him. But he forgets what he did to me. He ruined my life the moment he came into it. I was with a woman I loved and who was carrying my child. I was happy and he took that happiness away. For months, I’ve thought of nothing more than getting in the ring with Micheal and just seeing who actually is the better man. Who is the better competitor? Who is the better twin? I’ve wanted this match, you people have wanted this match and I know, deep down, Micheal has wanted this match. So right here and now, in Sin City itself, I’m issuing a challenge to my brother. Micheal, I know you’re watching right now and I know you’re hearing everything I’m saying and for the most part, you agree with me. It’s time to Put Up or Shut Up. You have until GoldPush to accept my challenge. Otherwise, I’ll make you accept it. Trust me, as understanding that it is for you not to want to face me, you have no other choice but to. So I’ll see you at GoldPush… bro.
[Just as Sean was about to leave the ring, Duke Masters’s theme music hits and Duke steps out onto the stage in his wrestling attire and with a mic in hand. Sean stares up at him with an annoyed look on his face.]
Duke Masters – Excuse me, but is this Elevation or Days of Our Lives? Sean, no one gives a damn about you or your brother. In fact, you’re wasting WpW’s time with this whole back and forth battle. Wearing masks, faking death, sharing women… It’s kind of sick if you ask me. Now I’ve watched you for years and at one time, you were the best there was. But that was years ago and there are a lot of new blood here in WpW looking to make it big… like me. So since you told you brother to Put Up or Shut Up, I’m telling you the same thing. I’m challenging you to a match right here, right now and I’m not giving you a choice. I’m going to come down there and show you what it means to be a real threat.
[Duke Masters makes his way down to the ring, dropping the mic on the stage. Sean has that trademark grin once again and prepares for Duke Masters. Duke Masters slides under the bottom rope and stands in a corner. A referee isn’t far behind and climbs into the ring as well. He signals for the bell and a match has begun. Sean and Duke Masters circle around the ring, not taking their eyes off each other. Duke Masters goes to make the first move by running towards Sean, but Sean hits him with a decapitating clothesline. Sean then picks Duke Masters up and irish whips him into the corner and hits him with another clothesline. Sean then starts choking Duke Masters as the ref tries to break him off. Sean breaks the hold and then drags Duke Masters back to the center of the ring and lifts him up and executes a devastating Brain Buster. Sean then mounts Duke Masters and starts pounding into his face. Again, the ref tries to pull Sean off. On the 4 count, Sean climbs off and taunts for Duke Masters to get up. Duke Masters, dazed and confused, staggers to his feet and slowly turns to Sean who connects with the Persona Buster. Duke Masters falls straight back and is knocked out. Sean pins Duke Masters and gets the easy 3 count. Cameras then switch to backstage. ]
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(Samus wakes up and stands up. The taste of blood still lingers in his mouth. His hands are covered in blood as he looks into the mirror and sees a demon looking form of him looking back at him.
Dark Master: I Told you I existed Samus. And now it is time to return to me. To take me back completely. You know you want to Samus. You know you want to spread the Darkness Throughout the WpW once again. Samus: What have you done. Who's blood is this. TELL ME!!! TELL ME WHO'S!!!!! Dark Master: You will soon find out. But in order to win. You must take me back. You have to take me back. (Samus screams as he falls to the ground and the camera fades out. As the Camera fades back in Samus stands up as his once Ice Blue eyes are now Blood Red and his K9's now look like they have grown and become sharp. He smirks evilly as he looks down at his hands and his finger nails look like they turned into Demon claws. He then grabs the Black Cloak and puts it on as he slides the hood over his face as his blood red eyes shine through the shadow covering his face. "The Dark Master" Lost Soul: D the time of Darkness is upon us... The most Chaotic one amongst us will win this match... Evil will spread from that very ring as we both stand there staring at each other... Blood will soak that ring as we fight amongst each other to the very end... And when the End comes... One of us will be consumed by darkness and closed up within that very Casket... And I will say this... It won't be me D... It's your time to take the darkness within your hands and grasp it to the fullest and become just like I am now and forever more... The Evilest and Darkest Wrestler in the WpW..... scene faces to commercials. |
(Back from commercials, Hanna is already in the ring: "Ladies and Gentlemen , making his way to the ring , Hailing from the ninth circle of hell , "The One Lettered Devil" D!
Armageddon begins to play as two rows of black-cloaked priests walk out , 3 in each row , Damien walks out after them , walking in between the two rows down to the ring , as he passes each priest , they ignite into flames and drop to the ground. After passing them all , the camera takes an arial view , revealing a pentagram where each priest stood. Damien turns , looking up the aisle as he drops to a knee , raising his right hand into the air in front of him , a small ball of fire appearing above it as he then clenches it in his fist , flames shooting up from all four ring posts , as well as from the pentagrams. Damien raises and rolls into the ring , standing in the middle as he awaits his opponent. All this time , images of Pentagrams , corpses , flaming skulls , and tombstones playing on the screen above the entranceway.
HA: : "And His opponent , hailing from Alpena Michigan , "The Dark Master" SAMUS BELLEMONT! A.K.A. LOST SOUL!!
(The lights go out as Return of the Phantom Stranger hits the PA. The Words You are about to enter A Realm of Darkness appear on the Big Screen...The fans wait in wonderment of who or what is coming out of this darkness...Evil laughter is heard from all around as Flames engulf the screen and the words are burnt away...The camera pans a cemetary as it comes across a grave the grave reads R...........I...........P........."The Dark Master Lost Soul lies here...Evil to us...Evil to all....The dragontron lights up as the Murder Death Kill are seen on the screen with blood dripping off of the letters...A cloaked figure appears on the stage as Flames burts around him...As he walks down to the ring flames appear under his feet as he walks...He slides into the ring and removes the hood from his head and laughs evily as Flames shoot up from the turnbuckles...
(As the bell rings D and Lost Soul run at one another from opposite corners of the ring. Lost soul leans back , raising his feet out from under him , sending a dropkick to D's chest , sending him backwards into the turnbuckle. Lost Soul charges at D slamming his right shoulder into the gut of D as he then rears back and hits another. Lost Soul backs up a bit as D then looks as if he is going to fall forward , but then lunges at Lost Soul catching him with a flying clothesline which he rolls through with. As D stands over the downed Lost Soul he grins before reaching down and starts picking him up , but Lost Soul recovers quickly catching him with an elbow in the chest , sending him stumbling backwards a bit.
Clu: Nice shot from Lost Soul...
Rick: Please. He packs about as much punch as a double arm amputee.
Clu: You were one of those kids that got picked on when you were younger, weren't you Rick?
(As D recovers Lost Soul charges him. The two lock up in the center of the ring , a battle of strength now. Lost Soul attempts to twist D's arms but is Unable to as D takes a knee , his other leg slowly sliding behind Lost Soul's legs. D swings the leg inwards , slamming it into the back of Lost Soul's knees sending him to the ground on his back. D lets go of one of Lost's arms as he then applies an Arm bar to the other one. Lost Soul counter the armbar as he slowly rises , pushing his hand into D's throat and pushes him into the mat. D turns on his side as he slowly begins to close his eyes.
Clu: Hey, chokes are illegal!
Rick: So?
Clu: So, shouldn't the referee do something novel like, I don't know, BREAK THE CHOKE!
Rick: Hey, if it's workin' and the referee doesn't feel the need to break the choke, is it Lost Soul's fault?
(D Slams his boot into the back of Lost Soul's head at the last second , turning onto his side to break up the count. D lets go of the arm bar , quickly getting to his feet as Lost Soul recovers. The two lock up once again in the center of the ring. Lost Soul attempts to slams his head down into D's head. He connects as a loud cracking noise can be heard over the crowd. Lost Soul grabs his head as both men stumble backwards. D's hands are both on his head as Lost Soul charges him and aims to clothesline D. D barely has time to notice as he recovers from the headbutt. He is caught , but is then slammed into the turnbuckle , his head snapping back harshly.
Clu: OUCH! That hurt...
Rick: In order for one to be hurt, one has to have a brain, and D does not.
Clu: What are you saying? You don't think D's intelligent?
Rick: Hey, I know he's is nobody's fool, but maybe someday someone will adopt him.
Clu: Being you must be one helluva lonely existance, bud.
(D stands in the corner , barely standing it seems. He groggily stumbles out of the corner as Lost Soul runs , hitting the ropes and charging straight at D again , this time trying to connect with his Dragon Flight. As D is hit he falls backwards , countering the attack with a tremendous DDT. Lost Soul's head plants into the mat as he flips , stopping straight up in the air for a second it seems before falling down onto his back.
Clu: And brilliant counter by D!
Rick: What do you suppose the "D" stands for? Dumb? Dellusional?
Clu: Dude, will you just chillax?
Rick: Will you get a decent grasp on the English language?
(The two lay side by side for a moment as the referee begins to count , but can't get to one before the two are back on their feet , both groggy. They begin exchanging right hands in the middle of the ring. D delivering a quick hook to Lost Soul's jaw then Lost Soul delivering a right hook of his own to D's jaw. The two do this for a minute , then D slams his boot into the gut of Lost Soul , making him double over. D pulls him in and strains as he lifts him up and then slams him down with a sit-out powerbomb. Lost Soul's head bounces off the mat as D rolls away to his feet and looks down at Lost Soul. D walks to the apron and slides one leg through the space between the top and middle ropes. He reaches over , grabbing the coffin and dragging it into the ring. As he is doing this , Lost Soul is now standing up , a bit groggy in the corner.
Rick: You know, Clu, when the D was younger, his mother wanted to hire someone to take care of him.
Clu (uninterested): Ya don't say.
Rick: Yeah. Unfortunately, the mafia wanted too much.
Clu: Oh, it is to laugh...
(D attempts to lure Lost Soul away from the ropes , but Lost Soul is too groggy to walk straight. He takes a step forward then stumbles back into the ropes , catapulting himself at D with a forearm to D's face, knocking him to the ground. Lost Soul now stands over D with the same grin D had before. Lost Soul leans down , placing a large hand around D's neck , lifting him to his feet as he walks over to the turnbuckle and begins to climb , pulling D along behind him.
Clu: What's Lost Soul up to?
Rick: Looks like he's trying to put the D away.
(As Lost Soul reaches the top rope he begins to lift D into the air , then jumps , chokeslamming D into the mat. As Lost Soul comes down off the turnbuckle , he rolls through with the chokeslam only to slam his head into the coffin and fall backwards. Both men stare into the rafters for a moment , dazed. The two slowly get up , D being helped by the ropes , Lost Soul being helped by the coffin. D stumbles backwards into a turnbuckle and looks at Lost Soul , who is stumbling into the ropes. D puts a hand on the top rope and turns , jumping to the top of the turn buckle , looking at Lost Soul as he slowly shakes.
Rick: HEY, LOOK BEHIND YOU, MORON!
Clu: The D lookin' to take to the skies here...
(D takes a giant leap as Lost Soul turns around only to get caught in the face with a missile-toe dropkick. D raises to his feet as he walks forwards a bit , waiting behind Lost Soul as he rises. D lunges forward as Lost Soul is on a knee in front of him. He grabs onto the back of Lost Soul's head and drives it into the mat with a bulldog. D rolls to his feet and then crouches in a corner by a turnbuckle. Lost Soul rises and turns to face D , who is charging at him with a Dragon Flight of his own. Lost Soul manages to lift his right leg up and slam it into the face of D , sending him sliding on the mat below his leg.
Rick: Now that's more like it! Clu: You're loving this, aren't you? What, are you and Lost Soul's boning or something?
Rick: No, of course not. And only and imbecile like you would call sex "boning". What are you, 15?
Clu: No, I'm just pointing out you've been pro Lost Soul's the whole damn match.
Rick: Look, I've got nothing against the D. The guy has never lost a match.
Clu: Oh really?
Rick: Well, as long as there isn't another person in it.
(Lost Soul leans down , bringing D up but D hits him with a few fists to the gut as he then steps backwards , hitting the ropes and flying into Lost Soul with a dropkick which he flips completely from as it connects with Lost Soul's chest. D raises to his feet as Lost Soul stands up , back facing D. D lunges forward , his right arm swinging around Lost Soul's neck. He raises Lost Soul into the air and then slams him down onto his knee , going into a dragon sleeper. A few moments Later , Lost Soul is out cold. D lifts Lost Soul up onto his shoulders as his right knee opens the coffin's lid. He stands at the head of the coffin. D does a Death Valley Driver , slamming Lost Soul into the coffin , almost breaking through the bottom of the coffin.
Clu: And it's over, dudes and dudettes, the D picks up the win!
Rick: Well whoopdee do.
Clu (sarcastically): I'm guess you're so thrilled that the D won here.
Rick: Let's put it this way- the D's the kinda person that when one first meets him, one doesn't like him. But once you get to know him, you begin to hate him.
Clu: I wonder how much Bobby Heenan is gonna sue you for stealing all his one liners.
Rick: What?
(D pulls his hand away as the referee prepared to raise it. He slides out of the ring and pulls up the apron of the ring , sliding a sledgehammer out from under the ring , a menacing look on D's face as he does so. D slides back into the ring and then stands over the coffin , grinning. He raises the sledgehammer above his head and then swings it down , smashing through the lid of the coffin. He reaches down , ripping off the lid. He raises the sledgehammer once again , an evil look in his eyes. He then drops the sledgehammer and holds a hand down to Lost Soul , who reaches up and grabs onto the hand , pulling himself up. The two grin then raise their arms into the air as black flames shoot from the ring posts scene goes backstage...
| WpW Tron |
| [Nick Nitro and his manager, Jason Bolt are outside the audio-video control room for the arena. Nitro is holding a canister of some sort and grinning at Jason who is holding what appears to be some kind of circuit board that goes into a computer. Nick pops the top off the canister and we see it starting to smoke a little...he then opens the door to the control room and tosses the smoke bomb into the room, closing the door. He and Jason quickly run around the corner. A second later, two people come out of the room, coughing, Nick clotheslines them both. Jason Bolt sneaks inside the room, opens up one of the computer towers in the room and inserts the circuit board...he then closes it up and leaves the room.] Jason Bolt: Okay...it's done, tell Carmen we're linked in to the system. [Nick kicks one of the techs one last time as he pulls out his cell-phone and hits speed-dial.] Nick Nitro: "Carmen...we got link-up." Jason Bolt: "C'mon...let's go...security's on its way." [The two of them run off...a few seconds later, security shows up, but they're long gone by the time arrives. WpW goes to commercial.] |
Connor: We’re back from commercial!
Ian: And back from our mission we were sent on. I tell ya I’m gonna have to get used to these guys! I should have known better than to believe them that the boss wanted to see us!
Connor: Yeah but those ladies backstage are hot!
Ian: Sure are. Anyways speaking of ladies let’s get to our next match. Hannah to you.
Hannah Anderson – The following match is a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match. Twenty-five thousand dollars is on the line!
[This gets a loud pop from the fans.]
Hannah Anderson - On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 265 pounds, from Louisville, Kentucky, Hurricane Webmaster !!!
(crowd cheers ****)
[The music starts, but instead of AC/DC's "Back in Black", we suddenly hear that old disco classic "YMCA" by The Village People begin to play as a confused and angry Hurricane Webmaster makes his way down to the ring. The fans are laughing and he scowls at them before he enters the ring.]
Ian Miller (laughing)– What the hell? That's not his music.
Connor Young – No it's not...and Hurricane Webmaster is not happy with this.
Ian Miller – I wouldn't be happy either. Look at him...he's pissed!
[The music finally cuts off and Hannah Anderson, who was trying her best not to laugh at the situation, manages to keep a straight face as she announces the next wrestler.]
Hannah Anderson - and his opponent, weighing in at 180 pounds, from Alberta, Canada, Spiker!!!
(crowd cheers *****)
[Blue & red lights start flashing up on the entrance way as Spiker comes running to one corner of the stage, ladder in hand, but he suddenly stops and looks up at the PA system and though we can't hear him, we can make out what he's saying: "What the Hell?" The fans in the arena laugh as "Oops, I did it again," by Britney Spears begins to play. Ian Miller is laughing again.]
Ian Miller – What the hell is going on up there in the control room?
Connor Young – I'm not sure, but it's obvious someone screwed around with the music for both wrestlers.
Ian Miller - Gee, I wonder who...care to make a Wild guess?
Connor Young – Aw, c'mon...do you really think Mark Wilder had anything to do with this?
Ian Miller – I'm telling you, this has the punk's fingerprints all over it.
[In the ring, a referee takes the briefcase full of cash and ties it to a rope. The briefcase is then hoisted fifteen feet above the ring. The ref then exits the ring and the bell sounds, signaling the beginning of the match.]
Connor Young – And there's the bell.
[HWM locks up with Spiker, there's something of a shoving match for a couple seconds before HWM manages to throw Spiker into the corner turnbuckle. HWM then spears Spiker. Spiker staggers forward several feet before dropping to the ground.]
Ian Miller – Ow...that had to hurt. Not a good way to start this match.
Connor Young - No, not good at all. To be honest, I think this is something of a mis-match. HWM out weighs Spiker by nearly hundred pounds.
Ian Miller – Doesn't matter. Spiker signed the contract...besides let's not forget that Spiker actually put up a better fight than his opponent at Goldpush.
Connor Young – Maybe so, but this is not a Battle Royal. HWM now exiting the ring.
[Spiker tries to go on the offense by trying to throw HWM against the ropes , once, twice, three times, with no success, HWM looks at Spiker then hits him with a devistating clothesline. Spiker is down and HWM takes the time to go to the outside, he even sets up a table, and set himself up to spear Spiker, Spiker jumps over the ropes and HWM catches him and turns it into a powerslam. Spiker looks real shook up by now. HWM goes to pick Spiker up but Spiker his HWM square in his “cahones” (nuts in Spanish), Spiker now tries to take advantage of the situation by throwing HWM up against the barricades. He succeeds and tries to pin HWM, but it looks as if Spiker forgot the rules ‘cuz the referee refused to count. Spiker got up in the referee’s face and backed him into a corner, while this is going on HWM makes a semi-speedy recovery and prepares to hit a spear to Spiker as he charges, Spiker moves at the last second and HWM ends up spearing his shoulder into the turnbuckle. Hurricane Webmaster goes under the ring and pulls out a table and throws it into the ring. He then reaches under the ring again and pulls out a ladder.]
Ian Miller – And it looks like we're getting down to business already.
Connor Young – That may be, but Spiker is starting to get up. Spiker running for the turnbuckle, flying elbow!
[Spiker collides with HWM as he's re-entering the ring. HWM flips back over the top rope and crashes back down to the floor. This gets a loud pop from the fans.]
Ian Miller – Okay, that was a good recovery.
[Spiker slides out of the ring and clotheslines HWM. HWM stumbles backwards into the timekeeper's table. Spiker moves in to deliver more punishment, but HWM catches him and choke slams him through the timekeeper's table. He then follows it up with a couple kicks Spiker's side.]
Connor Young – Something tells me we're not going to see much in the way of wrestling here.
Ian Miller – No! Really!?! Could it be because these two have been ripping into eachother verbally and fighting backstage at various events?
[HWM grabs another table from under the ring and sets it up. Spiker tries to attack him from behind, but HWM sees him just in time and suplexes Spiker through the table. HWM then grabs a chair...he takes a swing at Spiker, but Spiker moves to the side and grabs the chair. Spiker kicks HWM in the groin and HWM let's go of the chair as he stumbles back in pain. Spiker gets up and nails HWM with the chair. Spiker grabs his ladder ringside and starts to set it up.]
Ian Miller – What's he doing setting up the ladder outside the ring? The money's inside the ring!
Connor Young – I don't think he's concerned about the money right now...Spiker up high...moonsault! And he connects with Hurricane Webmaster. Both men are down on the floor now...
Ian Miller – Wasn't expecting the match to get this intense this early.
[Spiker is the first to recover and sets up a table. As HWM staggers back to his feet, Spiker hits him with a running-bulldog and plants him head-first into the table. Spiker then rolls back up to his feet and shouts an HWM to "Get the Hell up!" Spiker takes his ladder and puts it into the ring. He gives HWM one final look of disgust before he enters the ring and sets up the ladder.]
Connor Young – It looks like he's going for it.
Ian Miller – Hey, I'd probably do the same thing. My opponent's out on the floor...hell with that...I'm taking the money now.
Connor Young – I agree, I would tak-...what the hell is he doing here?"
[The fans start to boo and we see Mark Wilder making his way down to ringside, he's wearing what appears to be a hand-free head-set for his cell-phone and talking into it. He reaches ringside and steps over HWM and takes a position outside of the ring, leaning back against one of the barriers. He trades a couple comments with some of the fans, but otherwise does nothing but talk into his headset.]
Connor Young – What the hell is Mark Wilder doing down here at ringside?
Ian Miller – And Spiker sees him! He's hesitating...he sees Wilder and I don't blame him for being paranoid.
[Spiker yells something at Wilder who appears to be ignoring him. This seems to anger Spiker, who starts to climb down the ladder, but stops when he realizes that he's only a few seconds from winning the match. However, what Spiker doesn't see is HWM getting up and grabbing the now discarded chair.]
Connor Young – Hurricane Webmaster is back on his feet, Spiker doesn't see him, he's too busy looking at Wilder."
Ian Miller – Spiker! Ignore Wilder, get the cash while you can!
[HWM looks at the situation and sees Spiker still standing on the ladder, not quite near the top. He sees Wilder outside the ring and realizes that it's time to make a decision. He suddenly turns and throws the chair over the top rope and into the ring where it nails Spiker in the side. The impact knocks Spiker off balance and he falls back into the ring, landing hard on his shoulder. HWM grabs another table from under the ring and throws it inside. He then re-enters the ring and knocks the ladder down on top of Spiker.]
Connor Young - Spiker could use some help about now.
[HWM sets up the table and then grabs HWM by the hair and hauls him back to his feet. They lockup and Hurricane Webmaster sends Spiker to the corner of the ring. Spiker tries to get back into the match with a jumping neck snap on Hurricane Webmaster, but HWM reverses it and suplexes Spiker trough the table.]
Ian Miller - Hurricane Webmaster with a Vertical suplex through the table. I'm telling you...this is going to get ugly.
[Hurricane Webmaster climbs to his feet. He grabs spiker and...piledriver!]
Connor Young – You know...a lot of people had though of HWM as a joke here in the WPW, but it looks like he came out tonight knowing that he had something to prove.
Ian Miller – You got that right. I thought Spiker, despite the size difference, had this match solid...but he's been on the receiving end of a lot of punishment tonight.
[Hurricane Webmaster sets up the ladder and starts to climb it. Then we hear more boos from the fans as someone else makes their way down to ringside.]
Ian Miller – What now?
Connor Young – It's Nitro! Nasty Nick Nitro is coming down to ringside.
[Nasty Nick Nitro stops at the end of the runway, standing a few feet outside the ring on the opposite side from where Wilder is located. HWM sees Nitro and the two shout some heated words back and forth. However, Nitro doesn't move from his location...instead he looks over at Wilder who is still talking into his headset. Hurricane Webmaster continues climbing the ladder, getting closer to the top, but Spiker suddenly jumps up and grabs Hurricane Webmaster from behind. Both men fall back into the ring.]
Connor Young – Okay..... something's going on here. Both Mark Wilder and Nick Nitro are down here at ringside...this is not good.
Ian Miller – Well think about it...Nitro's been full of attitude since he first showed up here. And Wilder? Hell, he's on everyone's shitlist for a reason.
[Spiker and Hurricane Webmaster get back to their feet. Spiker executes a spinning heel kick, but Spiker catches his foot. Spiker then jumps up with his other foot and kicks HWM in the head. Nitro pulls a couple tables out from under the ring and slides them into the ring.]
Connor Young – What's Nitro doing?
Ian Miller - Hey...he's just helping out...he hasn't attacked anyone.
[Both Spiker and Hurricane Webmaster get back up on their feet. HWM manages to get the upper-hand and sends Spiker through a table with a DDT. He then starts punching Spiker. After a few seconds of this, HWM sends a now bloody Spiker reeling into the corner turnbuckle. He picks up the chair in the ring and charges Spiker with it. But Spiker lunges out with a kick that sends the chair flying back into HWM's face. Spiker then takes one of the broken pieces of table and nails HWM in the face with it. The blow knocks HWM backwards and sends him sprawling across the ring, his face bloody from the blow.]
Connor Young – And it looks like Spiker's got his second wind back. He's setting the ladder back up.
Ian Miller - Okay it looks like he's going for it!
[Spiker starts to climb the ladder...he gets to about fourth step when HWM knocks him off the ladder again. HWM reaches down to drag Spiker to his feet. Spiker suddenly reaches up and wraps his arm HWM's neck and then drops back down to his knees, the sudden weight suddenly slams HWM's jaw into the top Spiker's skull, snapping HWM's neck back as well.]
Connor Young – Damn! What the hell was that? A jaw-breaker or a neck-breaker?
Ian Miller – Probably both...I'm certain HWM is hurting either way.
[HWM goes down, Spiker starts to climb the ladder again for the third time. He keeps climbing the ladder until he gets to the to and starts to untie the briefcase from the rope. HWM recovers and charges the ladder. Spiker falls back into the ring fifteen feet, but he has the briefcase!]
Ian Miller – He did it! Spiker's got the money! He won!
Connor Young – This was a close match...HWM dished out most of the punishment, but Spiker endured it until the end and made his move. Hannah Anderson – Here is your winner...Spiker!
[Spiker raises his arms in triumph, holding the briefcase as HWM looks on in disbelief.]
Connor Young – HWM is not a happy man. He wanted to prove himself and fought a good fight, but he lost the match.
Ian Miller – Hey...what's going on with Wilder and Nitro?
[Back outside the ring, Wilder looks across the ring to Nitro on the other side, he nods slightly and then pulls a pair of dark sunglasses out of his jacket and puts them on. Nitro does the same. Then we faintly pick up Wilder suddenly shout into the headset: "NOW!"]
[The lights suddenly go out in the arena, bathing the area in darkness, but only for a few seconds when multiple strobelights explode giving everything a flickering effect for about thirty seconds.]
Connor Young – What the hell's going on here!?!
Ian Miller – Ow, dammit! It's messing up with my eyes!
Connor Young – I think that's the idea, we can hear some fighting in the ring going on.
[The lights suddenly shift back to normal and we see Mark Wilder beating away on Spiker in one corner while Nick Nitro goes to work on HWM. Wilder kicks the exhausted Spiker one last time and then pulls a pair of handcuffs out of his jacket and handcuffs Spiker to the rope. Nitro does the same to HWM. Outside the ring, the man that was seen earlier backstage sneaking into the Audio/Video control-room comes to ringside and tosses a microphone to Nitro. Wilder reaches up taps something on his headset to link him into the PA system.]
Mark Wilder – Hey everyone, how's it going?
[He gets a mixture of cheering and boos from the crowd, which causes him to laugh. Nitro is chuckling as well.]
Mark Wilder – Nick, it almost sounds if they're not sure whether they like us or hate us.
[Nick shrugs]
Nick Nitro – Does it matter?
Mark Wilder – Hmmm...no, not really.
[He then turns to address Spiker.]
Mark Wilder – Spiker, you've been talking a lot of shit about me, targeting me...hell, you spent a lot more time fixating on me than you did your opponent. Then again, I can't blame you...I mean, I'm sure I'm more of a challenge than that loser you just took for 25,000 dollars. [Spiker spits some blood at Wilder. Mark only laughs and then turns to face HWM. The amusement fades a little from his face. He looks over at Nitro and they give eachother an evil grin.]
Mark Wilder – Hurricane Webmaster...I really don't know why I'm wasting my time with you. I mean, you have to be the sorriest sack of shit that I ever saw in this line of work. You kept hyping yourself up, talking a bunch of shit, and making like you were some badass by pretending to beat up your friends backstage. You also talked a lot of shit about me when I wasn't around. Tell me something, did you really think all this wouldn't come back and bite you in the ass?
Connor Young – I got a bad feeling about this, Ian.
Ian Miller – Same here, pal...something's not right about this.
[Mark Wilder turns back to talk to Spiker.]
Mark Wilder – Spiker...you've talked a lot of shit about me too. The problem is...you really didn't take the initiative to do anything about it. Oh sure...you put out a challenge for me, but other than that, you really haven't given us a reason to go at it...however, I can promise that after tonight, you will have a reason. But believe it or not, you're getting off lightly tonight. So just sit back and enjoy the show.
[HWM tries to get back to his feet, but Nitro kicks him in the side. Mark turns back to face HWM.]
Mark Wilder – As for you...HWM. I think it's time you learned an important message. You want to talk shit about me, fine...but be prepared to back it up. Spiker, at least, had the balls to issue a challenge to me, that puts him up a couple of notches in my book...but you...you're still shit to me and always will be.
[He smiles at HWM who tries to break free of the handcuffs. Nitro kicks HWM in the legs this time.]
Mark Wilder – You know what your problem is, HWM? I mean...you have a lot of potential...hey I'll be honest about it. The problem is you just don't have the motivation or the desire to take the initiative and try living up to that potential? Well...don't worry...after tonight, you will have that motivation and you will have that drive. You see...in order to succeed in this line of work, someone like you needs to have that tragic, defining moment...that one moment in your life can make you or break you...it will all depend on how you choose to deal with it...this my friend...is your moment.
[Mark looks over at Nitro.]
Mark Wilder – Nick, let's motivate him, shall we?
[Nitro nods and laughs as he suddenly pulls a tazer out of his coat and uses it on HWM who thrashes around in pain. The fans begin to boo, but Mark laughs.]
Connor Young – Where's security!?! How come they're not down here!
Ian Miller – We're getting word right now, someone's got them locked in the maintenance area.
[As Nitro continues to zap and beat HWM, Mark turns back to Spiker.]
Mark Wilder [looking to the unknown man outside the ring who is also wearing a head-set but also talking into a cell-phone] – Jason, what's the situation?
Jason Bolt – Carmen says we got about three minutes before security gets here...our ride's waiting outside.
Mark Wilder – Thanks, Jason.
[He turns back to Spiker.]
Mark Wilder – As for you, Spiker...it's tempting to beat the shit out of you right now, however you've earned some of my respect. No...I want you in good condition before I cripple you...then there will be no doubt. However...like I said, you really don't have a good reason to come after me. Maybe I'll fix that situation.
[He walks over to wear the briefcase full of money is lying in the middle of the ring and picks it up. A mixture of fans cheer and boo as Wilder opens to briefcase to reveal the $25,000.00]
Connor Young – He's not going to-
Ian Miller – He is!
[Mark smiles as he closes the briefcase.]
Mark Wilder – Well...Spiker...it looks like you now have 25,000 reasons to come after me. Hey Nick!
[Wilder hands the briefcase to Nitro. Nitro kicks HWM one last time as he takes the briefcase.]
Jason Bolt – Mark, we just got word...security's on it's way.
[Mark looks up the runway and we can see some security making their way to the ring.]
Mark Wilder – Well...I guess this is good-bye for now, Spiker. I got your money...now you have no choice but to come after me...no more of this making empty challenges BS.
[He then exits the ring and he, Nick Nitro, and Jason Bolt jump behind the barrier and into the crowd where they disappear from security.]
Connor Young – I can't believe it!
Ian Miller – I do! Mark Wilder and his pals just heisted 25,000 dollars. DVA won't be happy about this!
Connor Young – Folks up next is our main event! the Event we’ve all been waiting for but first we must go to break.
Ian Miller – we’ll be right back
[We come back from commercial and Hanna is in the ring...]
HA: It is now time for the All-Time TV title match. Tonight’s Main event is a 19-Person Royal Rumble where following the first two competitors every 90 seconds a new star will walk out. The only way to be eliminated is by going OVER the TOP rope and have both feet touch the floor. The LAST WpW superstar left in the ring without having been eliminated will be WpW All-Time Television Champion!!!!....And now Ladies and Gentlemen.......Let’s Get STARTED!!!!!! The man who drew Number one. ..............HURRICANE WEBMASTER!
["Blood" begins playing as Hurricane Webmaster stands at the entrance way. He makes his way to the ring waiting for his opponent.]
HA: The man who drew #2.....DAEWOO
[Daewoo comes out before the music can hit and immediately runs to the ring..]
[[Daewoo and HWM begin exchanging blows. A right from HWM , a right from Daewoo. Daewoo bounces back against the ropes and charges at HWM. HWM is ready for him as he crouches and grabs onto his legs , turning and slamming him spine first into the turnbuckle. HWM backs up into the center of the ring , holding onto Daewoo. HWM leans backwards , slamming his knee into Daewoo's spine , sending him over the top rope and tumbling to the ground.]
HA: DAEWOO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
Connor: Wow! That didn’t look like it even took energy.
Ian: I have to give it to Hurricane though, he just got done fighting a good match and now he’s back for more.
Connor: and now it’s almost time to see who picked #3..
[The crowd begins to count down while Hurricane rests in the corner.]
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[The lights go out and a single spotlight appears over a small man standing at the top of the ramp. He raises a mic and his voice rings out around the arena: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, STANDING AT 7 FOOT 5 AND TIPPING THE SCALES AT 400 POUNDS, I GIVE YOU, DOZER! Red pyros erupt from everywhere as "Let’s Get it Started" by Black Eyed Peas blares and in the little man is illuminated in the light and revealed as Mr. Smith. Behind Smith the towering figure of Dozer appears and he raises his arms to the crowd. They go wild for the giant of a man as he makes his way to the ring. He slides in and climbs each turnbuckle, receiving roars from the crowd each time he does so. Mr. Smith wanders down to ringside and leans against the crowd barrier, a strange little smile on his face.]
Connor: Who’s Dozer?
Ian: He must be new like the rest of us.
Connor: Well I’m not gonna be impressed, I can already tell he’s too cocky and not enough talent to back it up.
[Dozer and HWM square off in the middle of the ring. Dozer lunges forward , sending a right hand into HWM's gut , sending him to the ground on his back. HWM holds his gut as Dozer raises a boot above him and slams it down. HWM raises his arms and catches the foot as his right leg slides behind Dozer's left leg , which is still planted. HWM sweeps Dozer's leg out from under him , sending him to the ground as well. HWM crawls backwards and uses the ropes to get to his feet as Dozer raises up to his feet as well. Dozer rushes at HWM aiming a tackle at him. HWM rolls on top of Dozer and lands behind him as Dozer stops and turns to face HWM. HWM sends a side kick to his chest , pushing him backwards into the ropes. Dozer bounces off the ropes and is now charging again at HWM. HWM is slammed in the gut by Dozer and taken to the ground , his back slamming into the mat harshly. ]
Ian: I don’t know about that, he looks to be taking this seriously.
Connor: Yeah, let’s see who’s next...
[the clock begins to count down]
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[Lights dim the name ANGEL appears on the titantron Never Gonna Stop by Rob Zombie plays through the arena as Angel comes from the back and runs to the ring.]
Ian: Now this isn’t new.
Connor: I‘ve seen him wrestle before, but he‘s fairly new..
[As Dozer begins to punch HWM who is down , Angel comes from behind and bounces off the ropes , sending a drop kick to the back of Dozer's head. Dozer falls forward over HWM who crawls into the corner of the ring and begins to lift himself up by the turnbuckles. Dozer stands back up and looks at Angel and says something to him. Angel and Dozer rush at each other , not noticing HWM who is darting from the side of the two , as they are ready to clash in the middle of the ring , HWM jumps up , clothes lining both of them and flipping onto his back as he rolls through with the clothesline. HWM rolls onto his feet as Angel gets back up , Dozer holds his head as he begins to stand , then falls backwards into the ropes , hanging onto the top rope. HWM charges at Angel as Angel rushes towards HWM as well. Angel jumps , aiming a shoulder thrust at HWM's chest. HWM is hit but then brings an elbow down into the spine of Angel , slamming him into the ground , but he is brought down as well by the force of the thrust. Angel and HWM roll away from one another and raise to their feet.
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Linchpin by Fear Factory sounds on the PA. When the song hits the breaking point, fireworks explode and sparks begin to fly out of the top and bottom the entrance. Kyle Kayine steps out with a cocky stagger, his arms raised high in the air, and a smirk. As he is looking around to the crowd he does a spin with his arms in the air and than put them down and continues to strut to the ring. He makes it to the ring and climbs in.
A crackle is heard and you see the two commentators checking out their mics. Cameras refocus on the ring.
[As Angel stumbles backwards towards the ropes , Kyle Kayina comes from behind him and lifts him up onto his shoulders and drops backwards , sending Angel spiraling to the ground.
HA; ANGEL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED.
[As Angel is eliminated , Dozer and HWM go at one another. Dozer slams a fist into HWM's side and HWM slams an elbow into Dozer's jaw. HWM then leans forward , slamming his head into Dozer's chest. Dozer stumbles back a bit as Kyle comes from behind and dropkicks him , sending Dozer into HWM who dropkicks Dozer back into Kyle who crouches down and lifts Dozer up , and then slams him down into the mat. Kyle stands only to be hit from the side by HWM who slams a fist into his jaw. Dozer slowly gets to his feet as Kyle and HWM exchange right hands.
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[This is the new shit by Marilyn Manson starts and for the first seconds of the song, everything in the arena turns to black. When the voice kicks in, Krunk gets on the ramp and walks down to the ring. The monitors follow some of Marilyn Manson’s lyrics by showing them in red and white (Babble babble bitch bitch, rebel rebel …. …. …. And don’t forget the violence) When the heavy rock kicks in, Krunk’s on the ring and pyrotechnical explosions are projected up in the air from each of the corners. ]
[As Dozer gets up , he turns to face Krunk , so he doesn't suffer the same fate as Angel. But as he looks at Krunk , HWM and Kyle grab onto each other's forearms and rush at Dozer , slamming him in the back and sending him over the top rope to the floor and he rolls.
HA: DOZER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
[Krunk looks at HWM and Kyle then rushes at them before they can do the double clothesline on him as well. He ducks the clothesline and slams his shoulders into their guts , sending them both to the mat. Krunk then raises up and backs up into the corner. HWM slowly gets up as Krunk rushes towards him , HWM notices though and drops down , a drop-toe-hold onto Krunk , sending him face first into the mat beside Kyle who is now on his feet. Kyle sneaks behind HWM and slams a fore-arm into his back as he gets back up. HWM drops to a knee as Kyle sends a kick to the back of his head. HWM moves his head to the side and reaches up , grabbing onto Kyle's ankle and bringing it down onto his shoulder. Krunk gets to his feet as Kyle stumbles backwards into the corner and hangs onto the ropes.
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Fog builds up then Breaking the habit By linkin park begins playing. Red and blue lights come on and K-Shawn comes out with Sakura Blaze (his manager). He walks out and goes into the ring.
As K-Shawn gets into the ring the three other men are entangled in a brawl in the center of the ring. K-Shawn rushes into the men and jumps , flipping into the group , a kamikaze style attack. All of the men are sent to the ground as K-shawn rises first , followed by Krunk. Krunk and K-Shawn begin to brawl. K-Shawn slams a foot into Krunk's gut , as Krunk doubles over , he slams both hands down into K-Shawn's shoulder. HWM slowly rises and sees a chance to capitalize , Krunk doubled over , and K-Shawn on a knee. HWM bounces off the ropes and bulldogs K-Shawn as his free arm wraps around Krunk's neck as he slams backwards , DDTing Krunk. The two lay there beside each other as HWM rises to his feet only to have Kyle come from behind and slam a shin into the back of his knee , dropping him.
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[Tony Ruiz runs to the ring. Tony looks at Kyle and then rushes him , slamming a fore-arm into his chest , sending him into the ropes. Kyle bounces off then jumps into the air , hitting a cross-body on Tony. K-Shawn and Krunk slowly rise as well as HWM who is in the corner. Krunk grabs onto K-Shawn and Irish whips him into the corner at HWM. HWM rolls to the side as K-Shawn slams into the turnbuckle. HWM raises to his feet and grabs a hold of K-Shawn's legs and flips him over the top rope. He slams to the ground with a loud thud.
HA: K-SHAWN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED.
[Krunk lifts Tony up and pulls his head into position for a power bomb. Kyle bounces off the ropes behind Krunk and jumps over him , grabbing onto his neck and performing a neck-breaker , which causes Krunk to mess up the power bomb , and instead slams Tony's face into the mat , but Tony rolls away quickly as Kyle raises to his feet. HWM comes from behind Kyle and rushes him , dropping down and slamming his shoulders into the back of Kyle's legs. HWM raises up , Kyle on his shoulders now.
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The lights in the arena go out. A soft beating heart starts pulsing over the PA. With each beat of the heart, a small splotch of blood appears on the big screen and starts dripping down. The blood keeps dripping and begins to form letters. The heartbeat gets louder and faster. After a few seconds, the letters form "MEBADAZZ." The lights flash back on and "Reload" by Ministry begins blasting through the speakers. Shin Mebadazz steps through the curtain and starts striding down to the ring. He's wearing is usual ring gear: baggy black karate pants with a green sash, black pads and boots. His hair is pulled up in a mercilessly tight pony tail. He steps up onto the ring apron and hops into the ring.
As Mebadazz comes into the ring Tony Ruiz and Krunk are both up now. Tony rushes at HWM and sends a dropkick to his chest , knocking him backwards. Kyle reaches down as HWM falls over the ropes. Kyle hangs on as HWM slams to the floor below.
HA: HURRICANE WEBMASTER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
[Kyle raises his arms to the crowd , only then to get a shoulder into his back which forces him off the apron and onto the floor beside HWM.
HA: KYLE KAYINE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
[Krunk and Mebadazz are going at it in the middle of the ring as Tony does this. Krunk slams a right fist into Mebadazz's face , Mebadazz retorts with a kick to his gut. Krunk doesn't double over this time though , instead he lunges forward and slams Mebadazz into the mat. Tony comes from behind the two who are entangled on the ground. Tony jumps onto the middle rope then jumps off , catapulting himself onto the two who are both on their sides. They both get a leg to their necks.
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"Invisible Wounds" by Fear Factory begins playing Jem comes out onto the top of the rampway, looking out across the crowd, dark blue lights flashing wildly around him, all the others dimmed out. Jem makes his way down to the ring, staring directly at the squared circle, sliding in with an incredible grace.
As Jem enters the ring he goes straight for Tony , the only one on his feet at the moment. Tony turns to Jem only to catch a fist into his jaw , which forces him backwards a bit. Jem backs up as Tony rushes at him. Jem jumps , aiming to dropkick Tony , but Tony sidesteps the dropkick at the last moment and reaches up , grabbing a hold of Jem , his arms clasped around his waist. Tony then slams Jem down into the mat violently , Jem's head bounces off the mat. Krunk slowly gets to his feet as well as Mebadazz , who charges Tony as he is standing up. Mebadazz slams his right shoulder into the gut of Tony as Krunk grabs a hold of Mebadazz's legs which were in the air. Krunk pulls Mebadazz up onto his shoulders and then pushes him up off of them , Mebadazz's face slamming face first into the mat as Krunk drops to his back and rolls away.
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The lights go out, fog spreads all over the arena. The Words “Welcome to HELL!” flashes on the titantron. (SIC) by Slipknot hits the PA system. The spotlight circles the crows and then settles on the man standing at the top of the ramp. The man is none other than, Fallen, he walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring.
As Fallen slips into the ring , Krunk lifts Mebadazz up and lifts him over his head , showing his dominance. Krunk made the mistake of turning his back on Fallen , who rushes him and sends a dropkick to the back of his knees , causing him to lose his balance , he moves his arms forward to try and regain his balance , but doesn't , instead he tosses Mebadazz over the top rope. Mebadazz slams to the floor and rolls a bit before looking up at the rafters and mumbling something.
HA: SHIN MEBADAZZ HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
[Krunk gets up off of the mat as Fallen is hit from behind by a fore-arm from Tony. Fallen falls forward but rolls through and grabs onto the ropes , pulling himself up. Krunk rushes at Tony and aims a clothesline for his neck. Tony turns just in time to see it and get caught by it. Tony flips as the clothesline connects , and then slams to the mat. Jem slowly rises and rushes for Krunk. The two begin trash-talking for a moment.
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[A wall of flames blocks the entrance ramp to the ring then you hear Out Of Control by Hoobastank kick up and through the wall of flames walks Nasty Nick Nitro ]
[Nick rushes towards Krunk and Jem as he enters the ring. The two notice him though as they both crouch and grab onto one of Nick's legs then lift him up , slamming him down into the mat. As Fallen looks around , Tony stands up by the ropes , looking dazed. Fallen rushes towards him but is blind-sided by Jem , who delivers a devastating dropkick to the back of his head. Tony ducks as Fallen falls over the top rope. ]
HA: FALLEN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
[As Jem stands back up , Nick who is on the ground , slams a foot into the back of his knee , sending him back towards Nick , who wraps an arm around his neck as he raises up. Tony and Krunk square off as Nick tries to put Jem out. Krunk and Tony look at each other as Nick lets go of Jem. Now all four men are standing up looking at each other. Jem rushes to the turnbuckle as Tony lunges at Nick , slamming an elbow into his chest. Nick holds his chest as he bends down a bit. Tony takes advantage by grabbing onto Nick's arms and pulling him up. Tony steps onto the bottom rope and tosses Nick outside , Nick slams to the floor.]
HA: NASTY NICK NITRO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
[Jem climbs to the top of the turnbuckle and stands , getting ready to dropkick Krunk it seems , Jem misplaces his foot though and goes off the turnbuckle and onto the floor!]
: JEM WILLIAMS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
[Krunk rushes from behind Tony and slams his arm into the back of his neck. Tony slams into the ropes , holding onto them tightly as Krunk begins to lift him. Tony kicks at Krunk's head , but to no use. Krunk pushes Tony violently over the top rope. Tony loses his grip and falls to the mat below. ]
HA: YOUR WINNER AND NEW ALL TIME TELEVISION CHAMPION.......KRUNK!
[Elevation ends with Krunk celebrating in the ring.] c) 2004