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"The Crown Prince Of Hardcore" NomaD

MWF Xtreme Title No.1 Contender Anywhere Falls Match

Referee: Chad Pattison

["Seamless" by American Head Charge hits on the PA system as NomaD walks out onto the ramp with a cocky smile. The fans give off a mix reaction as he starts to walk down the ramp to the ring.]

Peter Santos: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a Hardcore Rules any where falls match, which means that pin falls count anywhere in the building! First, making his way out to the ring, weighting in at 230 pounds from Brooklyn New York, NomaD!

JP: This is going to be one hell of away to open up Vacation. Who will be the number one contender for the Xtreme title?

Sully: Which one will be able to beat Jay-Z?

JP: Who knows?

Peter Santos: And his opponent, weighting in at 225 pounds from New York City, accompanied by Kelly Day and Flash, Rodney Ferno!

[Rodney's music hits, but instead of him walking out onto the ramp, his music just continues rolling through.]

JP: What the hells going on?

[NomaD paces back and forth, as the cameras pulls out, revealing Rodney standing behind motioning for him to turn around. NomaD gets a confused expression, as he turns and Rodney starts hammering on him with rights and lefts. He backs him into the ropes and sends him to the other side. NomaD comes off the ropes, as Rodney hits him with a kick to the gut, followed by planting his head into the mat with a quick DDT. Rodney then lifts up NomaD, and sends him through the middle ropes onto the outside.]

Sully: That was an ingenious plan by Rodney.

JP: What a way to start off Vacation.

[Rodney then rolls himself onto the outside of the ring, as he stomps down onto NomaD. He lifts him back up, but NomaD hits him with a low blow!! NomaD then gets up, and gives him an elbow to the head. He grabs a hold of his arm, and whips him into the steel steps as Rodney hits them headfirst. NomaD then starts to look underneath the ring, as he pulls out a trashcan. He walks towards Rodney, who hits a drop toe hold, bringing NomaD's face down on top of the trashcan. Rodney then lifts up the trashcan, and smacks it down across NomaD's back as he's on all fours.]

JP: NomaD can't seem to get going, tonight.

Sully: It looks like Rodney wants to set the records straight tonight. By beating NomaD when it truly matters.

[Rodney lifts up NomaD and goes to whip him into the steel post, but NomaD swings around and sends Rodney into the steel post as his lower back hits them. NomaD then runs at Rodney with a head of steam, but Rodney ducks and backdrops NomaD over the fan barricade into the first row, as NomaD's back hits the cement. Rodney then climbs over the barricade, and picks up NomaD and starts hammering on his head. He scoops him up, and slams him down onto the cement. Rodney picks up NomaD again and starts to drag him through the crowd.]

JP: So much for the ring.

Sully: Where's the hell is this going to end up?

[Rodney throws NomaD right up against a door, and it bursts open, as they exit into a corridor backstage where a small flight of steps are. Rodney drags NomaD up the steps, and throws him right into a plastic trashcan set off to the side. NomaD goes down, as Rodney lifts up the garbage can. He yells for NomaD to get up, as he does so, and he slams the trashcan down over NomaD's head covering his upper body. Rodney then grabs a fire extinguisher, as he hits the trashcan with it, and NomaD goes down. NomaD manages to pull himself out of the trashcan, with the garbage bag still around him. Rodney goes to slam the fire extinguisher over his head, but NomaD hits him with yet another low blow, causing him to drop the fire extinguisher. NomaD picks up the fire extinguisher, and hits Rodney in the head with it, sending him down.]

JP: Desperate times call for desperate measures and I'm sure Rodney's hurting right now.

Sully: Twice in one night?

[NomaD makes a cover on Rodney, as Chad drops to floor and smacks his hand down on the cement, "1...2..." Rodney with a kick-out! NomaD starts hammering away on the head of Rodney with some rights, as he lifts him to his feet. He gives him a knee to the gut, then throws him headfirst into a steel garage door. NomaD then takes something out of his pocket.]

Sully: What's NomaD doing with a dog lead?

JP: I don't have a clue.

[NomaD puts part of the dog lead around the neck of Rodney and pummels him with hard clubbing rights to the back. He takes the other end of the lead and ties it to a metal poll. NomaD then raps the wire leading to the collar of the lead around the neck of Rodney and starts to choke him as Rodney gasps for air, NomaD places his boot on Rodney's upper back and pulls back, choking the life out of Rodney. NomaD finally let's go, as Rodney holds the collar, pulling it from around his neck.]

JP: NomaD sure means business he just nearly choked Rodney out cold.

[NomaD shouts at him to get up, as he picks up Rodney, and sets him up for a suplex, but Rodney reverses and suplexes NomaD onto the concrete! Rodney gets to his feet, and lifts up NomaD. He takes him back over to the steps, as he scoops him up, and slams him down at the top of the steps, shoving him with his boot as NomaD rolls down the steps. NomaD then staggers to his feet, as Rodney jumps from the top of the steps and hits a double axe-handle to the head of NomaD, sending him staggering back through the door in which they came through back out into the crowd.]

Sully: May I ask where Kelly is, I want Kelly.

JP: We have two men beating the crap out of each other and you want Kelly.

Sully: Who wouldn't?

[Rodney grabs NomaD by the head, and runs forward, tossing NomaD back over the fan barricade onto the outside mat. Rodney climbs back over, and lifts up NomaD. He tosses him up the ramp a bit. NomaD lays on his back as he kicks Rodney forcing him back for a moment. But Rodney slams his right hand into the face of NomaD. Rodney picks NomaD up and puts him onto his shoulder's and walks to the top of the ramp.]

JP: No, he won't, do that?

Sully: Do what?

JP: The Flashover onto the metal.

Sully: Huh?

JP: You'll see...

[Rodney starts to spin NomaD in the air and finally release his grip a bit and slams NomaD face first into the metal. He covers as Chad starts the count, "1...2..." NomaD some how manages to get his shoulder up.]

JP: How the hell, did he just get up?

[Rodney gets to his feet as NomaD rolls onto his back. His forehead is bleeding. Rodney picks him up by the head. He then throws him through the curtains leading to the ramp, and into the back stage. Rodney follows as the camera catches them up.]

Sully: We are off again.

[Rodney has a hold of NomaD by the head. NomaD is on his knee as Rodney slams his elbow onto his bleeding forehead. NomaD falls back but Rodney doesn't cover. He walks to the side of the hallway over to a table. He tips the table up making everything fall off. And closes the legs and picks it up and walks over to a double door. Rodney kicks the door open as Kelly is standing there. She grabs the table and walks down a flight of stairs and sets it up.]

Sully: There she is...

JP: It looks like Rodney had a back up plan.

[Rodney looks behind the door and grabs a hold of a small ladder he throws it to the ground. Then walks back to NomaD, who is still down. He grabs a hold of him by the hair and throws him through the door. He picks NomaD up and sets him up for a DDT but NomaD counters with a small package. Chad covers "1...2..." Kelly gets up the stairs to break up the count. NomaD gets up and pushes Kelly to the ground.]

JP: This is bad.

[NomaD grabs a hold of Rodney by the belly and walks closer to the edge of the steps. He flings Rodney over his head like a belly-to-belly but lets go sending Rodney flying in the air straight through the table.]

Sully: Holy sh..

JP: ...

[NomaD stands at the top of the stairs and looks down onto Rodney as Kelly turns him round and slaps him in the face.]

JP: I don't think that was too smart.

[NomaD grabs a hold of Kelly, and lifts her in the air and slams her down onto the ladder. NomaD then starts to walks down the stairs. He cover's Rodney as Chad starts the count.]

JP: It's over here.

["1...2..." NomaD gets up off Rodney.]

Sully: I don't think NomaD's finished, just yet.

[NomaD picks Rodney up and throws him down another flight of stairs. The camera follows on as it seems now they are in the parking lot. NomaD drags Rodney over to a car and places him on top of it. NomaD opens the car door up and gets into the driver's seat. He reaches under the seat and pulls out a key and starts the car up.]

Sully: He's robbing the car.

JP: Sully, it's his car. How do you think he got the key?

[NomaD starts to drive out. He drives down to the over end of the car park, and stops. The camera is right behind the car as not far in front of the car is a brick wall. NomaD start to raft up the engine and puts his foot down as the back wheels start to smoke, suddenly the car just zooms forward. Heading straight at the wall...]

Sully: Mother of god he's going to kill Rodney.

[NomaD slams down hard on the break as they are just seconds away from hitting the wall. Rodney flies off the top after the sudden stop. He goes straight into the wall smacking his back against it. NomaD gets out and coolly walks over to Rodney who is bleeding from the mouth and pulls him to the floor and covers, Chad counts "1...2...3".]

Sully: Bloody hell, its over thank god no one got hurt.

JP: Hurt? Hurt?

Sully: That's what I said.

JP: Sully look at both men they are bleeding. Rodney could have been killed. NomaD could have broken a few of his ribs, he might have caused internal bleeding, oh the possibilities.

[NomaD starts to walk away before Chad can rise his arm in the air, standing behind NomaD is Flash...the trainer of Rodney Ferno. NomaD turns round and bumps straight into Flash who growls at NomaD, Flash grabs NomaD and forces him up against the wall. Flash says something to NomaD before slamming him down and stamping violently on the head. Flash walks over to Rodney Ferno who has Kelly Day attending to him.]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall, NomaD!

JP: That was one hell of a match Sully....I can't believe that NomaD has done it once again, will Rodney Ferno ever beat him?

Sully: One day in the far future he might, but at the moment I think Kelly Day has more chance of beating NomaD...she's one fine woman, did you see that slap?

JP: Yes I did and she made a stupid mistake getting involved in this match, she could of got seriously hurt.

Sully: She knew the risks, but NomaD he seems to be able to deal with everything that is thrown at him....

JP: I wonder how he'll deal with The Jeopardizer.

Sully: He'll brush him aside just like Rodnery Ferno, The Jeopardizer is in truth a completely different ball game to Ferno as "Jay-Z" can almost handle himself in an Xtreme match.

JP: You saw what he did at MAYhem, he was all over Chris Drebbin, he took Xtreme to a new level.

Sully: Be one great match when NomaD and The Jeopardizer clash...

JP: My money would always be on The Jeopardizer.

Sully: The Jeopardizer will get a lesson in Xtreme later tonight from the former MWF Xtreme Champion and his former tag partner Sam King.

JP: Sam King give "Jay-Z" a lesson?

Sully: Yeah....

JP: I don't think so, I can't see Sam King being able to match up to The Jeopardizer with the new confidence that the "WMD" has given him.

Sully: Not to mention that cheating scumbag Fozzy, he's an easy way to get a win.

JP: I think we're going backstage to listen to Sam King drag on right now, we're with Ian Gonzales.

[The camera cuts backstage and we are standing with Ian Gonzales, who has the former MWF Xtreme and Tag Team Champion Sam King in very close proximity. Sam King spits and then turns to face Gonzales who clears his throat.]

Gonzales: Tonight, Sam King, you are going to have one hell of a fight on your hands...

King: It will be a good fight, but I don't see The Jeopardizer as the major problem in winning the MWF World Championship.

Gonzales: What is the major problem, Anarkist?

King: Haha! Anarkist, he's like a puppy dog now that he's following Fozzy around on a lead! The real problem is Hart Evans, I've seen him wrestle these past few weeks and he's focused and ready to take a major part in the MWF....and the way to become a major part is to become a major problem.

Gonzales: You can't take Hart Evans seriously, I mean compared to the man he replaced, Wildfire, then he's nothing.

King: You may think that, but if you underestimate your opponents then you sometimes have to pay a terrible price.

Gonzales: Aren't you underestimating The Jeopardizer?

King: Jay knows that this is where I stand, he knows my position on his talent....I know Jay is a talented boy but he is nothing but a boy with a piece of gold on his shoulder and a big fat cheque in his pocket and the MWF General Manager up his damn ass!

Gonzales: Well I'm a bit worried about what you two are going to do to one another tonight, people say that you can be a bit reckless at times.

King: Ross Allen was "Reckless"....did anyone ever say anything? No. Just because I put that puppet Shawn Richard's out of action, what does that matter? He was nothing to the MWF anyway....you'll see the true meaning of the word reckless when I go into action later tonight.

Gonzales: Many people have written you off before tonight was even announced, they say Sam King has had his time in the MWF and he shoulder just let the MWF go and find somewhere else...do you agree?

King: Of course I don't agree! The MWF is my home, no matter what happens I will always hold it in my heart and I plan to capture the MWF World Championship because I love this place so much....it has taught me a lot and also cost me a lot, but I want to take the belt and show the world that I truly am the best damn wrestler there is in this company.

Gonzales: One last question, have you thought about getting a new tag team partner?

King: As far as I am concerned Ian, teamwork is dead. I am in this for myself, and myself only...I want to win the MWF World Championship and that is not a title that requires teamwork....to be the MWF World Champion you need to be an individual...not some 'shadow boy'. You done?

Gonzales: Yes that's all Sam....good luck tonight and take it easy.

King: Only a fool takes it easy.

[Sam King departs with those words...Ian Gonzales looks worried and the camera switches to the arena where a crowd are jeering Sam King's recent words.]

JP: Sam King has turned into the nastiest son of a bitch I've ever known, he used to be such a nice guy.

Sully: And he realised that nice guys get nowhere, so he changed for the better and he is beginning to show the sort of form he's capable of.

JP: He only seems capable of losing matches Sully.

Sully: Just you wait and see JP, you will be choking on your own vomit when Sam King finally catches up with you and proves you wrong.

JP: He'll be fired it he dares to attack me.

Sully: This is the MWF, the MWF President is not going to fire Sam King for beating up some half good commentator and column writer....King's far more valuable.

JP: Yeah, whatever Sully, shall we focus on the next match?

Sully: Should be a great match whatever it is....maybe the whole Xtreme feeling will be kept from that great opening match.

JP: Quite possible, there are some top class wrestlers in this match....not least Kidd Kidman.

Sully: He's just a rookie, Rick Jones he's the real wrestler in this match....and as for Troy Knight.

JP: I like him, he's great fun to be around and his promos are always entertaining, how can you fault him?

Sully: Because he's a bloody faggot!

JP: Sully....you are such a closed minded fool, why do you think I get a column and you don't?

Sully: I don't have a closed mind, it's just Troy Knight annoys the hell out of me.

JP: Why, because he has talent and potential, just like Kidd Kidman who is still unbeaten in singles competition.

Sully: That will end tonight when Rick Jones finally gets his hands of the MWF TV Title, he's tried so hard and now that Wildfire's gone he can finally take that step and claim it.

JP: He's just not good enough, three times he went against Wildfire and three times he failed miserable to secure the title...even with Hart Evans helping him.

Sully: Well there is no Evans tonight, he's busy preparing for the tournament that follows this match,

JP: Brutal will not even begin to describe that tournament, I hope you brought a sick bag Sully.

Sully: Only you would need a sick bag. I can't wait to see Rick Jones back in action, it's been too long since "Acid" was beating the hell from the opposition.

JP: He's not that good, he lives on the hype that other people generate about him...what about Majic S?

Sully: I'll faint if he even bothers to show up!