versus

"The Crown Prince of Hardcore" NomaD

MWF Xtreme Title Match

Referee: Chris Forrest

[The Jeopardizer moves down the ramp, arms raised a little bit as he finishes tapping the X-treme title that remains around his waist as he approaches the ring, Nomadalready there. Jeopardizer makes his way towards the ring before sliding in underneath the rope and facing Nomad who remains in the corner, watching him as he makes his way for the turnbuckle and stands up onto the turnbuckle. He unstraps his title belt and passes it towards the referee as he hops off the turnbuckle and faces Nomad. The referee moves in between the two and barks out orders as Jeopardizer's music fades away and the lights move back on. The fans would start cheering for "Jay Z".]

JP: The fans are really getting behind the X-treme Champion, Jeopardizer!

Sully: Yeah. They seem to really appreciate him!

[The ring would toll and the two would begin to circle each other, hands poised in mid air before the two lock up. As the chants get louder and more powerful, Jeopardizer would get more pumped up and would begin to shove Nomad towards the ropes. 'JAY Z' chants start and his leg twitches as he pushes Nomad against the ropes furiously. The referee eventually breaks up the hold and the two move back towards the centre of the ring. Nomad shakes his head a bit before refocusing back on Jeopardizer.]

JP: Jeopardizer seems to have the crowd support, but I still can't shake off the feeling that this is going to be a great match! It's going to be something special, Sully!

Sully: All X-treme title matches are, JP! You should know that.

[Jeopardizer moves forwards again and Nomad moves to the side, grabbing onto "Jay Z"'s arm and twisting it around his back fiercely. He shoves him towards the ropes to bounce off, still holding his arm. He goes to get the champion into a roll up as he bounces him off the rope but he holds onto the ropes and Nomad goes rolling backwards, not landing the roll up. Jay Z turns around and Nomad stands, just in time to be smacked in the face by a flying boot from the Jeopardizer. The fans make an appalled sound as his boot makes contact with Nomad's face and he falls, Jay Z going for the cover. One…Tw- Nomad kicks out forcefully.]

Sully: Even with a kick like that, he can't hope to win that quickly.

JP: No sir. Nomad has been through worse than that!

[Jeopardizer picks Nomad up by the hair, runs forwards and throws him over the top rope to tumble to the outside of the ring. Jeopardizer follows after him, dropping to the outside of the ring before reaching beneath the ring apron.]

JP: What's he doing here?

Sully: Well, this IS an X-treme Title match, JP!

[The fans begin to cheer as Jay Z reaches beneath the ring and slides out a road sign. He holds it up and looks towards it with a smile. Nomad is beginning to stand and Jeopardizer waits for him to do so before moving forwards and swinging the sign at him. Nomad dodges out of the way and as Jay Z turns around, he lands a punch to his temple, which knocks him back a little bit. Nomad follows up with a kick to the gut which causes the champion to drop the road sign and hold his stomach in reaction. Nomad follows up with a sharp kick to the chest. Jeopardizer hits the floor and Nomad shakes his head a bit, picking up the road sign and brandishing it. He slams it against Jeopardizer's body as the Champion stands and he stumbles forwards into the barrier, holding his back. Nomad tosses the cracked sign to the side and moves back towards the champion, picks him up and runs him into the steel steps. Jeopardizer writhes and struggles to stand, holding his back as Nomad picks him up and thrusts his head against the steel steps. Jeopardizer holds his face and stumbles backwards, his nose spilling blood freely.]

JP: Oh, man!

Sully: Nomad is really showing him who's boss!

[Jay Z looks dazed and groans, leaning slouched against the outside of the ring and the steps. Nomad steps forward as if readying for another attack, but Jeopardizer fights back, nailing a few shots to his stomach and sending him stumbling backwards a little bit. Jeopardizer snaps out of it and rubs his bleeding nose and moves forwards again, landing a large punch to the back of the challenger's head. Nomad clutches onto the barrier and Jeopardizer moves back to the apron and reaches beneath it, sliding out a ladder. The fans go crazy as he does so and he stands it up.]

JP: What's this?!

Sully: Stop this madman! He's got a ladder!

[Jeopardizer finally straightens up the ladder and moves back over to Nomad. Nomad turns and catches the champion by surprise, by snapping back with an elbow to the head before turning and getting a short run-up before shoving Jay Z into the ladder. They both land harshly on the ladder and Jeopardizer cries out. The two lay there for a second or two.]

JP: Oh my God!

Sully: No way!

[Nomad is first to stand. He'd struggle to regain his composure and would hold his head a little bit as he pulls Jeopardizer off the ladder and lays over for the cover. One…Two…Jeopardizer kicks out! The fans sound relieved.

JP: Oh man, that was a close one!

Sully: So close to taking his title!

JP: Yes, but not close enough! It's still early yet!

Sully: He'll finish the job, JP.

JP: Well, Nomad certainly has gotten the upper hand in the early stages of the match.

[Nomad holds his head and Jeopardizer seems rather out of it as he lays there, eyes open. Nomad stands up and begins to stomp on the fallen Champion with steady kicks; the fans sounding shocked as each blow connects fiercely. He'd eventually pick him back up before walking him up the ramp, holding onto the back of his head as he drags him along. The fans start to verbally abuse Nomad as he drags the champion with him towards the backstage area.]

JP: Where's he going with the champion?

Sully: He's gonna teach him a lesson!

[And, as the two reach the top of the ramp, they begin to exchange blows, Jeopardizer livening up and fighting back suddenly. The fans get behind him as he snaps out of the hold that Nomad secures him with and as he lands a hard punch to the challenger. Nomad returns fire with a punch of his own and the two are shortly exchanging blows at a furious pace. Nomad, playing on the earlier advantage, manages to get the upper hand, grabbing onto Jay Z's fore arm and turning him in an attempt to Irish whip him. Jeopardizer, however, reverses and whips Nomad, straight off the top of the ramp and into some wooden boxes that break the seven-foot drop to the side of the ramp. The fans go crazy as the wood shatters after the impact of the challenger Nomad.]

JP: Good God!

Sully: No! No!

[Nomad seems pretty out of it as he lays amongst the splinters and fragmented wood that used to be in a neat box form and Jeopardizer drops down to the pit area wearily, heading towards his opponent, dropping down amongst the wood and hooking the leg. His audience chants with him as the referee pounds his hands down onto the ramp overlooking the pin. One…Two…Nomad just manages to power out of the pin!]

JP: How did he manage to kick out of that?!

Sully: Yes!

[Jeopardizer kneels back, eyes wide, hands reaching back to hold his temples as he shakes his head in disbelief. Nomad stirs, rolling onto his front, hands in front of him, his face pressed against the wood. He was now bleeding from several nasty-looking impalements caused by the shattered wood.]

JP: Both men are putting so much into this! Both men are paying such a price for this Title belt! It can't be worth it!

Sully: Neither man is going to back down, JP! Neither are going to say die!

JP: The title means so much to these men! They're like dogs fighting! Nobody dares to break them up!

Sully: I'm sure as hell not going to!

[The fight has broken out in amongst the cradle of broken wood, Nomad on his knees and snapping out weakly at Jeopardizer as he struggles to regain his foot hold in this match. Jeopardizer gives no inch, however and drives his knee into Nomad's skull, sending the challenger stumbling backwards to land ungraciously onto his behind, away from the wood, moving towards the back stage area, bleeding profusely. Jeopardizer thumps a hand across Nomad's face and Nomad stumbles backstage, holding his face.]

Sully: Where're they going now?

[Nomad holds his bleeding face (let's not forget, that Jeopardizer is &endash;also- busted open) and stumbles backstage. Jeopardizer reaches to the side and picks up a piece of large sheet metal that was a part of the staging and runs forward, bending the sort of thick material around Nomad's head. Nomad cries out, stumbling against the wall and leaning into it, holding his head.]

JP: This is horrible!

Sully: Somebody stop that mad man! Why do the fans even like him? He's such a brute!

JP: He's doing what he has to to win!

[Jeopardizer would run forwards and would go to land an elbow to the head of the cornered Nomad. Nomad would duck and slide to the side out of the way and Jeopardizer would hits the wall, Nomad taking advantage and rolling him up for the cover. One…Two…Kick out!]

JP: He almost had it there with a quick roll-up! Taking advantage of a stunned Jeopardizer!

Sully: Like you said, they have to do what ever they can to win!

JP: Well, that's what I said, and I stick by it!

Sully: But Nomad showed great ingenuity there, didn't he?

[Nomad would stand up, holding his face and would reach down for Jeopardizer.]

JP: I almost wish he had won it there! So then this match would be over! I fear for these men's lives!

Sully: Admit it! You just wanted to see Sully walk away with the belt!

JP: Well, both of these men are worthy of the title, and-…

Sully: But do you really think that they will stop even after the match has finished? I don't think so!

[Nomad throws Jeopardizer into the same wall again and the champion rebounds off it, hitting his head a bit and cry out.]

JP: Harsh words have been exchanged between the two men. This must run deeper than the prospect of the title belt!

Sully: You bet it is! This is going to get worse before it gets better! I can barely watch!

[Nomad steps forwards again and picks him up and turns to the side, snapping a chair into his grasp before stepping forwards again, raising the chair for an attack. Jeopardizer moves into action and brings a fist towards Nomad's gut. Nomad, still holding the chair, doubles over and Jeopardizer takes advantage, grabbing his opponent (who, incidentally, drops the chair on to the concrete) and lifting him up before landing a 'Double Jeopardy'!! (Chris Jericho's Double Powerbomb.) Nomad lands onto the chair roughly and lays out limp on the concrete, laying on his side. The fans cheer Jay Z on as he moves down for a cover.]

JP: He has it! He must have it!

Sully: No way!

[One…Two…The count is broken up as Jeopardizer is dragged out of the cover. The fans are shocked as they see that the one interfering is Sean Harley. He drags Jeopardizer to his feet, turns him around and lands a hard blow to his face before grabbing onto his hand and whipping him straight into and through this large glass wall of sorts. Jeopardizer tears through it, tumbling through to the other side, bleeding profusely and laying still.]

Sully: Oh my God!

JP: GOOD GOD!!

[Sean Harley turns and drags Nomad towards the fallen and now-heavily-bleeding champion and lays him across him. One…Two…He gets a shoulder up! He gets a shoulder up whilst laying on the floor of broken glass!]

JP: MY GOD! MY GOD! How... HOW DID HE DO THAT?!

Sully: I don't believe it! No way!

[Sean Harely is taken out of the picture by the referee and Nomad turns and lays out on the glass next to Jeopardizer. The two just lay there amongst the broken glass.]

JP: And now it's a test of will! It's a test of resilience! Which man is going to be first up?

Sully: Jeopardizer CAN'T be up before Nomad! It's impossible!

[Jeopardizer and Nomad stir, Jeopardizer looking stunned and Nomad looking weary. Jeopardizer, displaying great heart and stamina, manages to stand first but Nomad, who stands afterwards, manages to land the first hit, or almost does, Jeopardizer ducks under the blow and, using his last ounce of strength, delivers his finisher the 'Double Jeopardy' again! Struggling to lift him the second time, but just managing to, and slamming him down onto the glass. He goes for the cover, the fans behind him. One…Two…Three!! The fans go crazy as Jeopardizer lays down next to his opponent, the referee bringing the title back to him as he lays in the back stage area.]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall and still the MWF Xtreme Champion, The Jeopardizer!

JP: He's done it! He's done it! He's retained his title and has over come the odds!

Sully: I don't believe it! That must have been FIXED!

[Sean Harley stands there with a look of disbelief on his face as medics rush past him on their way to the ring...the MWF President is shown standing on the entrance way, looking down at the chaos and shaking his head with disbelief...Walker looks at Harley and Harley shrugs and makes his way up towards Walker.]

JP: I should have known Walker ordered this all along, he truly is out to destroy the "WMD" tonight....but he won't, not if The Jeopardizer has anything to do with it.

Sully: Sean Harley should have beaten The Jeopardizer with that Xtreme Title belt, he should have beaten him good and proper.

JP: Are you experienced in the art of belt whipping Sully?

Sully: Only on beautiful women JP and I don't class The Jeopardizer as a beautiful woman!

JP: Who is a beautiful woman then Sully?

Sully: Someone like Kelly Day, she is perfection itself...her man Rodney Ferno doesn't know how lucky he is to have a woman like Kelly in his corner.

JP: It's a man like Flash who will help him win matches and tonight he's going to need all the luck working on his side when he seeks to gain his first victory in the MWF.

Sully: Who is he up against?

JP: Zach Fredricks, the man with a huge future ahead of him...both men need the win and we should see one hell of a match.

Sully: As good as the last one?

JP: If not better, Ferno and Fredricks are going at it to have a shot at The Jeopardizer, should be interesting...I wonder what NomaD's reaction will be if Ferno manages to get a shot at the Xtreme Title.

Sully: Considering NomaD beat Ferno, three times...three times in a row!

JP: That doesn't mean NomaD is better than Ferno.

Sully: In my book it does!

[The camera cuts backstage and we are in the locker room with Rodney Ferno, he sits gazing at the far wall....his wrestling attire fully on and he does not break his gaze as Kelly Day puts her hands on his shoulder, she leans over and whispers in his ear.]

Kelly: Are you okay?

Rodney: I'm fine, just preparing for tonight.

Kelly: You know how much I want you to win.

Rodney: I know how much I need to win, the MWF President has given me this contract and I need to start going places to prove I am worthy.

Kelly: It'll show NomaD if you win tonight, it'll show Flash that all his training was worthwhile.

Rodney: It'll show everyone that I am the best wrestler to ever come off the MWF Temp Roster.

Kelly: I already know you're the best.

[Kelly nuzzles his ear and Rodney smiles, he leans back and kisses her on the lips. There is a cough and the camera zooms out to see Flash walking in, a steel chair at his side.]

Flash: You can save that for afterwards!

[Rodney and Kelly stop and turn round to see Flash standing behind them.]

Rodney: Sorry Flash, pre-match preparation.

Flash: Kelly, will you excuse us?

Kelly: Sure, good luck tonight, champ.

[Kelly leaves, Rodney gazing after her...her short black skirt gripping her rounded bottom...Flash doesn't give her a second look. Instead he raises the chair and smashes it over the head of Rodney Ferno, Ferno collapses backwards off the chair.]

Rodney: Jesus fucking christ!

Flash: That's what Fredrick's going to be doing tonight if you don't stop staring at Kelly and get on with your damn job.

Rodney: My head!

Flash: You'll have far worse tonight, you can have Kelly at the end of it, now listen to me.

Rodney: I'm trying....

Flash: You're not trying hard enough, you've come into the MWF and you're zero and three, and you walk around with an air of confidence....as if you've won a match. You go out there tonight and you take something like this chair, and you slam it into Fredrick's head...but don't just slam it in once, slam it twice, three times to make sure he gets the message,

Rodney: What's the message?

Flash: That he's going to lose the match, for a beaten man is a broken man.

Rodney: Thanks Flash, what would I do without you?

Flash: You'd probably be screwing Kelly on that chair, now get down and give me fifty press ups.

Rodney: Yes sir!

[Rodney drops and begins to do press ups, with Flash smiling as the scene cuts back to JP and Sully.]

Sully: Haha! Rodney Ferno gets bullied by his coach, Flash though is a good wrestler.

JP: Rodney would do well to listen to him because he's up against one hell of a wrestler tonight, Zach Fredrick's is a talented young man and he will not stop until he's beaten Rodney tonight.

Sully: Shame Flash had to walk in, if I was Rodney I'd be a bit pissed off that he interupted.

JP: You just want to screw Kelly Day on a chair....

Sully: Don't you? She's an incredible woman.

JP: We've got quite a few female valets at the moment, Kelly, Amanda and Stephanie.

Sully: We need more! They make matches so much more interesting, I love Amanda...she's a real woman.

JP: Rick Jones benefits from her at ringside, she knows the game as well as anyone and Troy Knight will have to be alert tonight.

Sully: She's out next to, because Hart Evans is in action....Hart is fast becoming one of my favourite wrestlers, he works so hard and now he is finally getting somewhere.

JP: He's got to beat Freddy Ryder tonight....not an easy job.

Sully: He'll walk all over him, just you wait.

JP: Stephanie will be in Ryder's corner and she knows her way around a ring, we could see a few blows between her and Amanda.

Sully: Catfight's rule! Make them fight JP!

JP: I can't make them fight!

Sully: You have to try, it can't be that hard...mind you Rick will be with Amanda and I don't want to risk a beating from the TV Champion.

JP: He might not be the TV Champion after tonight when Troy Knight is finished with him, I've got money on Troy coming through tonight and showing Rick Jones exactly what wrestling really is.

Sully: I think you'll lose your money JP.