[Stud and Sozzey stare at each other across the ring. It is Stud who
makes the first move, raising his hand, as if for a test of
strength. Sozzey taunts the crowd almost as if he's got a hidden
agenda. Stud charges Sozzey, Sozzey smart, kicks him in the face
with a lethal boot. He picks up stud, throws him into the ropes, and
nearly rips his head off with a clothesline. Sozzey yells something,
but continues with the match. He picks up Stud by the hair and
chokeslams him onto the ground. Sozzey jumps to the second rope and
taunts the crowd some more.]
JP: This match is underway and I'm so
excited I really can't find a way to express my happiness.
Sully: Good for you. I'm still mad at you that you had more
hookers then me last night.
JP: Go cry to Argentina, to be honest I didn't have any, the
hookers just wouldn't go to your room.
[Sozzey is in complete control very early into this match. He
grabs Stud and throws him over the ropes and onto the ground. Stud's
head smacks across the ground and you could only imagine how much
that would've hurt. Sozzey exits the ring, goes under the ring to
see what he can pick up. Sozzey grabs a table, a chair and another
chair. He sets the table up, almost as if he has a plan. He drags
the helpless Stud, places him on top of the table.]
Sully: About the hooker thing, yeah I'll be honest I can't seem
to even attract them.
JP: I know, It's okay, you'll get there someday.
[Sozzey has a wide smile across his face which seems almost like
he wants to see blood from his competitor. He places Stud laying
flat on the table, as he does this he puts a chair over Stud. In a
few second of laughing at Stud and taunting the crowd Sozzey slides
into the ring and heads for the turnbuckle. As he rises to the top
of the turnbuckle, the fans as well stand in appreciation for what
might occur. Sozzey smiles, looks down to Stud to analyze the
situation. He looks at Stud almost as if he feels really sorry for
him. Sozzey jumps off the top rope and crashes through the table.
The plan was to hit Stud, but Stud found a way to slide off the
table. Stud, dizzy but has a sense of what's going on, grabs a chair
and whacks it against the back of Sozzey.]
JP: Life might be getting a little better for Stud.
Sully: Probably not.
[Stud falls to the ground almost as if he's on the verge of
passing out. In a few seconds he slowly gets back up picks up
Sozzey grabs him by the arm and goes to whip him into the
guardrail, as this occurs Sozzey crashes into the guardrail but
falls over the rail and into the crowd. A fan has a drink and
throws it across the face of Sozzey. Sozzey is steaming mad and
is about to kick the fan, but Stud comes crashing threw with
elbow, sending Sozzey down like a drop of bricks.]
JP: Yeah Doctor...Sozzey is going to need a good one after
that move.
Sully: I think so too.
[Stud now takes a steel chair from the crowd and smacks it
with force against the back of Sozzey. Sozzey curses in pain,
but Stud doesn't care. The action transpires a bit in the crowd
as both men exchange punches. The action stops immediately when
Sozzey throws a drink in the face of Stud, as Stud regains his
composure and tries to see straight Sozzey smacks him across the
face with a chair. Immediate blood; Stud falls over the
guardrail a few feet away from the ring. Sozzey hops over the
rail and stomps Stud a few times across the face and his
stomach. Sozzey flips the crowd off again, it's almost becoming
a little too annoying. Sozzey picks him up, takes a breather,
but has the strength to throw Stud into the ring post. Stud
collapses as blood spews from his forehead, it's a given Sozzey
could already win the match, even the ref is hinting for Sozzey
to end the match. Sozzey picks him up and whips him into the
ring post again, this time as Stud hits the post, his left
shoulder hits it with impact, immediately cutting himself along
a rough edge.]
JP: Not only does he have to worry about blood from his head,
he's also bleeding from his shoulder.
Sully: So not funny.
[Sozzey grabs Stud by the hair and throws him into the ring.
He goes under the ring again, finds another table, picks it up
and slides it into the ring. Sozzey sets the table up, as he
does so a few fans throw a couple of bottles and wrappers into
the ring. As this is happening Security is fully aware that they
might have to kick a few people out from the building. An
announcement is heard telling fans to not throw anything into
the ring. Sozzey laughs, but is serious because he really wants
to get this match over and done with. He picks up Stud, and with
ease executes a powerbomb that literally shakes the whole ring.
Sozzey taunts Stud as he's been doing all match. He picks Stud
up and in a few seconds of tip-toeing he executes the Jackhammer
on the table. As Stud crashes through the table, Sozzey hurts
himself at the same time. Inside the ring is a helpless Stud,
and Sozzey who seems to be in a world of hurt. It's obvious
someone will need to go to the hospital, it just depends who
wins the match.]
Sully: How about that ViperJ and Jane?
JP: What are you talking about? You're so stupid I swear.
[Stud manages the strength to make the cover.
1...2....No! A kick out by Stud.]
Sully: Nice save!
[Sozzey is quite annoyed, as he winces in pain he picks up
Stud, whips him into the ropes, and clotheslines him hard to the
ground. As Stud falls to the ground, Sozzey strikes him across
the face with his foot sending more blood spewing over the ring.
Stud has fight in him though. Stud tries to trip Sozzey but to
no avail. As Sozzey bends down to lift him up, Stud executes a
small package. 1...2.....No! Only a two count for Stud, who
seemed to really want this match although his strength is
obviously nowhere near Sozzey's.]
JP: Almost!
[Sozzey picks up Stud and executes a piledriver! This time
there's no way Stud is going to get up. Sozzey smiles and
laughs. He wipes blood across his face from Stud. He slides
under the ring, and what looks like another table; yes it's a
table. He sets the table up outside of the ring. The ref is
yelling for Sozzey to pin him and end the match. As the ref
let's Sozzey know his intentions, It's important to inform you
that Mak has made his way down the ring. He stands patiently,
telling the fans where they can go. Sozzey picks up Stud, throws
him into the turnbuckle, kicks him across the back. Sozzey looks
at one fan on the front row telling her to move out of the way.
Sozzey picks up Stud and throws him over the ropes; stud
crashing through the table like he'd just been shot. Sozzey
quickly slides out of the ring, and pins Stud.
...1...2...3!!! Sozzey has the win.]
Peter Santos: And your winner, through pin fall, Sozzey!
[The fans boo loudly as Mak walks over to Stud, picks him up and
throws him hard into the steps. Mak laughs, slides into the
ring, and starts to celebrate his tag team partners win. Sozzey
calls for a mic, and one is thrown into the ring, her raises it to
his lips and speaks to the crowd.]
Sozzey: Well, another win for "Kronik".
Despite Mak's little upset last night thanks to the interference of
our old enemy Doomsday, we are still the best tag team the MWF has
ever witnessed. You know we're going to Cyberslam and we'll do
Walker's will, my brother and I will not stop until we've beaten
down whatever the WEW thinks they can throw at us.
[Sozzey passes the mic to his brother.]
Mak: We are "Kronik" and that means we are
the best. WEW, you have no tag team like ours, you have nothing, I
repeat, nothing that can match us. We are the MWF Tag Team Champions
but who do we have to face that are like us? WEW, your tag teams are
a disgrace because there is nothing, no tag team talent. It's a
special kind of wrestling, the kind that requires a strong bond
between two individuals and it seems like "Kronik" are the only ones
in the entire world that can manage this bond.
[Mak pauses for a moment, the crowd cheers in response to his
words and a "Fuck WEW!" chant is set up.]
Mak: On Cyberslam, I want to see a WEW tag
team formed and declare that they will face us at Conflict. The
reason being, I don't want to fight alone at Conflict...I want to
fight with Sozzey beside me and the MWF behind me. There is no unity
in the WEW, but the MWF, we're on unit, and together will defeat the
WEW!
[A huge roar goes up from the crowd and "Kronik" drop the
microphone and applaud the crowds response as the scene fades to a
commercial.]
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