{"When Worlds Collide", by Powerman 5000
bursts into the arena's sound system. The UAW arena is covered with red, white,
and blue. And the crowd here is enthuised, but not at it's normal fevored
pitch. The camera scans around picking out the best signs of devotion to our
country. A few women, apparantly wearing nothing more than a flag, or two.
Several very large flags spread across the crowds. Despite all this one sign
is seen....
"Throw X-Pac at the planes next time"
The camera moves back to see the commentators.}
Daniel Carson: Hello folks, and welcome back to the UAW Arena here in the ravaged New York City. For those of you unaware, the UAW Arena is luckily quite a distance from the former Trade Center Towers. On this past tuesday the wrestlers and staff alike were drawn out front as we watched the horror of the terrorist attack. Terry?
Terry Carter: That was a day that no one will ever forget, no matter how much we wish we could.
DC: It's an act that has shaken this country and city especially to it's core. Due to this I hope everyone will understand that tonights show will be smaller than our normal. But Rymiel has promised that when this show comes to an end, the UAW superstars, and any fans who want too may join us as we move to the demolished area and distribute blankets, food, and water to the worn and weary rescue workers.
TC: After all of this, it hardly puts one in the mood for a show
DC: Very true, but right now, more than anything else, everyone needs something to take their minds off this horrible tragedy. In that spirit, here is tonight's card.
Match 1. Hardcore Match. Ogre Vs. Rush Man
Match 2. "Bad Influence" Tim Lawson Vs. "Kaotic" Chris
Moor
Match 3. Spirit Championship. No interference match. Tanik (c) Vs. Outcast
Match 4. Survival Championship. Spike Moore Vs. "The Golden God"
Jordan Garski (c)
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{Camera's cut to the back, where Rymiel sits on a wooden stool, over a cracked desk. He's slowly writing something down. A UAW Referee shirt hangs on the rack behind him. The door slowly opens and Rymiel get's to his feet, grabbing a cracked, and stained baseball bat.}
{Big Daddy Cain steps into the small room.}
Rymiel: Jesus Cain, be careful when you come down here. All I need is Dregoth knowing where to find me
Big Daddy Cain: Listen Rymiel, we need to talk
Rymiel: Make it fast, I have plans I need to get moving
{Cain nods and approaches....}
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{The screen switches to Dregoth, Gorgon, Chris Moore, Bates Masterson, HardKore, and Mr. Electricity. They all watch the screen. Dregoth turns and looks to them.}
Dregoth: Boys, let's try and find Rymiel. We'll give him a present
HardKore: I have just the gift
{HardKore reaches into a cabinet and hands each of the Sins a steel pipe. Dregoth laughs and claps, taking one himself.}
Dregoth: Ok boys, let's go....
{The Sins file out into the hallway.}
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DC: Well those two are trying to checkmate each other
TC: You expect otherwise?
DC: No, but I expect tonight to be rather explosive
Match 1. Hardcore Grudge Match. Ogre Vs. Rush Man
DC: Well these two, the odd couple, have decided to finish their differences
TC: And it's a hardcore match, I don't know who that favors....
{"Driven", by Rush hits, and the arena starts cheering for one of the fan favorites. A moment later Ogre steps out onto the stage. He carries a extra-large chair, resting on his shoulder. He raises the chair high for the crowd to see, then smiles and makes his way down to the ring.}
{.... (Rush.. sorry I forgot your music, please Email me your character info as soon as possible) Rush steps out onto the stage, recieving a small but powerful cheer from his fans. The newly won Tag Team Title is draped over one shoulder as he smiles and runs to the ring. Sliding in and bouncing up a turnbuckle, holding it high.}
Ogre steps forward, pounding a punch through Rush's defenses. Rush staggers back, and Ogre attacks again, this time Rush knocks the punch aside and leaps in close, pummeling Ogre rapidly. Ogre reaches to bearhug the little man, but Rush rolls backwards out of the grapple.
DC: Good plan, little Rush needs to keep himself several steps ahead if he wants to win
Rush charges in with a dropkick, but Ogre grabs his feet and spins, hurling Rush across the ring. Rush skids across the mat and flies out of the ring and into the barricade. Ogre laughs and picks up his big chair. He takes his time climbing out. He walks over to where Rush is just getting back to his feet. Rush looks up and Ogre swats him aside with a massive chairshot!
TC: Wow... that'll kill some brain cells
Ogre laughs and drops the chair, he grabs Rush by the hair and lifts him into the air. Rush tries to get free as he's suspended by his hair. Rush kicks his legs and shoves them into Ogre's chest. Rush then pulls his legs up higher and locks then around the giants neck! Ogre releases the hair, and moves to dislodge the legs, but in that split second Rush reverses the move into a hurricarana! Ogre skids a short distance, and starts to get up. Just as he get's to one knee, Rush slams a knee rise into Ogre's chin and puts him down again. Rush grabs the big chair and cracks it down across the big man's back.
Rush smashes the chair down three more times. Ogre is apparantly out for the count. Rush mounts the turnbuckle and measures, then leaps off, nailing a swanton bomb across Ogre's back. Ogre twitches and starts to get up. Rush jumps onto Ogre's back and locks in a guillotine choke. Ogre get's to his feet and tries to grab Rush, but Rush just tightens the hold. Finally Ogre just jumps, and comes down flat on his back, slamming Rush into the concrete!
DC: That'll take the air out of a buffalo
TC: Let along poor little Rush
Ogre get's to his feet, and seems quite upset that Rush has put him in this condition. He reaches down and grabs Rush by the neck. Rush claws and writhes, but Ogre lifts him - one handed - into the air. The crowd roars at the spectacle. Ogre chokeslams Rush into the pavement with a great cry, and the crowd echoes the amazement at the impact. Ogre drops and pins loosely, 1....... 2............. kickout!
DC: That was last second....
TC: He should have stayed down
Ogre picks Rush up again, and positions him for his finisher. But Rush drops to one knee and low blows the big man. Ogre doubles over and Rush stands, grabbing Ogre by the head and hitting a facebuster into the floor. Ogre rolls to his feet, and is met by a dropkick by Rush. Ogre's off balance, and Rush charges, attempting to spear him, but Ogre stands firm and Rush hits a human brick wall! Ogre wraps his hands around Rush's midsection and lifts him up, preparing for The Union Jack Hammer (Stiff Powerbomb)! Then the newcomer Xavier appears! He runs down the guardrail and leaps off, connecting to Ogre's head with a spinning wheel kick! Ogre drops Rush and falls forward. Xavier jumps back and smiles, he then turns and walks out.
DC: Xavier just made an impact!
Rush rolls Ogre over and covers the unconscious man. 1............. 2..................... 3.........................
Announcer: Winner at 7:31, Rush Man!
DC: Well a fair or unfair win, it is a win, and that means in this grudge Rush get's the final point.
TC: Not that much of a victory! They're both 1 to 1 now. Nothing's decided
DC: Well it was by their own choice, so shut up
{Terry looks at Daniel in shock}
TC: Well that was uncalled for.....
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{In the back Xavier is making his way to his room, when suddenly Jason Dregoth steps out in front of him. Xavier steps back ready for a fight, but Dregoth smiles.}
Dregoth: Relax friend, I wanted to offer you a position
Xavier: What are you talking about?
Dregoth: The Sins my friend. I heard your cause, your goals. While they aren't the same as ours, we do work towards a similar goal.
Xavier: You know nothing of my mission
Dregoth: Don't I? I'll leave the choice to you Xavier. But we can help each other. We can push each other and put them that much closer. It's your choice, but I warn you - this federation is not friendly to those on their own. Be careful.
{Dregoth turns and walks away}
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DC: Boy Dregoth is really quick to try and recruit more for the Sins
TC: Imagine what they could do if they did have more? If they could outnumber the morons against them no one would be capable of putting them down.
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{In the bowels of the Arena, a door busts open and Bates Masterson charges into Rymiel's room. Rymiel looks up suddenly, and Bates lunges, swinging the pipe for the former commissioner's head. But Rymiel rolls backwards off his chair, and throws a handful of dust into Bates's eyes. Bates pulls his hands up to his face in pain, Rymiel grabs the paperwork he was doing, his referee shirt, and escapes quickly.}
{A moment later Bates recovers, and looks around. He swears and disappears out the doorway, the pipe held at the ready.}
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TC: Man... I wish the camera followed him longer, he'll bash Rymiel good
DC: Don't bet on it, Rymiel built this arena. He knows all the rooms and passages
TC: I'd still like to see it
DC: Well maybe after our next match we can get a camera back down there
Match 2. "Bad Influence" Tim Lawson Vs. "Kaotic" Chris Moore
{"Pollution", by Limp Bizkit hits the arena, and the Bad Influence walks out onto the stage. Tim Lawson waves an American Flag back a forth a few times, then continues on his way down to the ring.}
{"Heretic Song", by Slipknot starts, and the current Weaponmaster Champion walks out to a huge round of boo's. He smiles and laughs, slowly making his way down to the ring. Chris climbs in and stands toe to toe with Tim Lawson, also standing a full foot taller. Chris smirks at Lawson and spits on him.}
That's all it takes for Lawson to lunge in and slam an elbow into Chris's chest. Chris staggers back and Lawson takes advantage. He steps in and grabs Chris by the hair, hitting forearm after forearm into the champions face. Lawson whips Chris into the ropes and clotheslines, but Chris ducks and when Lawson turns around he recieves a big boot! Lawson now falls backwards into the turnbuckle. Chris charges with a spear, but The Bad Influence drops to the mat, and Chris slides between the turnbuckles and cracks his shoulder against the steel ringpost.
Lawson kicks out Chris's legs, and get's to his feet. Lawson then jumps and rams a knee into Chris's spine. The Moore brother bellow and tears free of the turnbuckle. Lawson jumps away from a viscious backfist. Chris is raging mad. Lawson dropkicks Chris in the chest, which forces the big man back against the ropes. Lawson charges in punching, but Chris grabs him by the neck and hits a chokelift slam. Chris rolls to his feet and starts stomping on Lawson. After alot of this he stops and grabs a handful of hair, pulling Tim to his feet. Chris smiles and whips him hard into the turnbuckle. Lawson hits, and bounces out, staggering around and right into another big boot!
TC: First all Lawson, now all Moore
DC: The UAW Weaponmaster Champion is no one to be taken lightly
Chris grabs Lawson around the middle and lifts him off the ground, then down into a diving powerbomb! Chris signals for the end, he grabs Lawson by the throat and smiles. But Lawson kicks him in the nads, and immediately hits the ropes, then slams Chris with a facebuster! Lawson moves across the ring, and leans on the ropes, using the time to recover alittle. Chris get's to one knee and charges, Lawson drops and Chris tumbles out over the top rope.
TC: Lawson better not follow him, that's Chris's territory
DC: Too late....
Lawson climbs out of the ring and grabs Chris by the head, slamming it into the ring mat, then the stairs, then the ring mat, then the announcers table, and finally into the ringpost! Lawson raises one arm and climbs to the ring apron. He waits for Chris to get up, then leaps off with a double axe handle, but Chris steps in and grabs him in a bearhug! Lawson pounds on Chris's head, but the beast won't release and Lawson's energy starts to dip. Meanwhile the referee is still counting 6..... 7...... Chris tosses Lawson aside and rolls into the ring, then back out - resetting the count.
DC: Bad place to be
Chris grabs Lawson by the hair and takes two huge steps, then twirls and throws Lawson - by the hair - across the outside area and into the security barrier!
TC: ohhhh man!
Chris calmly makes his way over and grabs another handful of hair, his free hand punches down into Lawson's skull over and over. Chris lifts Lawson to his feet and turns to face the rest of the arena grinning, then turns for a clothesline, but Lawson's gone. Chris looks around, and misses Lawson scurry out from under the ring. Lawson carries a steel chair, and waits. Chris turns around and raises a big boot.... but Lawson's chair is moving faster... then the chair disappears as the referee yanks it away! Chris's boot slams into Lawson's jaw, and sends him careening backwards and toppling over the stairs.
The referee yells at Chris, telling him to return to the ring. But Chris instead grabs the chair from the referee's hand, and clocks the referee! Chris walks over to Lawson and waits. Tensed like a wild cat about to make the killing pounce he crouches and waits with the chair. Lawson get's to his feet and sees Chris, and starts to laugh? Chris is thrown off and he stands up, demanding an answer. To which he recieves a dragon suplex from behind! Bahamut jumps back to his feet and catches Chris as he stands, hitting Eldritch Oppression (Small Package DDT) on the outside!! Bahamut looks to Lawson and nods, Lawson smiles and rolls Chris into the ring. The referee is coming too, and Lawson pins, 1........ 2............kickout!
DC: WHAT?!
Bahamut on the outside smirks and shrugs. Watching. Chris and Lawson get to their feet. They trade punches, then Chris swings a wide haymaker. Lawson ducks and Chris makes a full 360 degree turn, right back and into The Dirty Deed (3/4 Neckbreaker), Lawson pins! 1............ 2................. 3......................
Announcer: Winner at 8:54, "The Bad Influence" Tim Lawson!!
{Lawson celebrates his victory quickly, then takes off, not wishing to give the Sins more reason to come down.}
DC: Lawson makes the quick exit
TC: Not a bad idea around these areas
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{Lawson walks into the back. Quickly he's met by Outcast and Bahamut.}
Outcast: Well done man!
Lawson: Thanks, showed that big dumb goof who's running this show
Outcast: Why'd you jump in Bahamut?
Bahamut: I told them I'd go through all the Sins, again. Chris was first and I failed that time. I won't move on until I've finished what I started.
Lawson: Whatever man, thanks for the assist
Bahamut: No problem, he was only going to cheat more anyway
{At that point Bahamut is thrown forward into Outcast as Mr. Electricity and Gorgon jump them. Mr. E cracks Bahamut in the back of the head with a chair, and Gorgon body splashes Lawson against the wall!}
Mr. E: Do you punks really think you can do that and get away with it??
Gorgon: Little pukes.....
Mr. E: Yo! Chris! Get out here and let's finish this
{Chris Moore walks over and grabs Lawson by the throat. He roars and hits Kaos Thunder (Huge Chokeslam)! Chris roars to his friends and tells them to clear off one of the nearby tables. Mr. E and Gorgon look to each other and grin, they grab Bahamut and throw him over the table, effectively clearing it... Chris reaches down and grabs Outcast by the throat. But Outcast tears free and starts hammering Chris in the face. Mr. E steps in, and he too starts recieving the punches. Outcast grabs Chris by the hair and leaps, hitting Good Riddance (X-Factor), but before he can land the move, Gorgon grabs him in the air, and turns, german suplexing him through the table!!}
Chris Moore: Good job Gorgon
Gorgon: No prob, runt...
{Gorgon kicks Outcast in the ribs with a laugh}
Gorgon: Let's bail guys, we got both missions done
Chris Moore: Yeah, hey Craig, have fun at your next match.... ehhehehe
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DC: What do they mean?
TC: Haven't you seen your card? You announced it! Tanik Vs. Outcast is next. And Outcast's in no condition to compete
DC: That's the second times the Sins have worked for Tanik....
TC: You suggesting something?
DC: I sure am, I think Tanik's got some dealings with those rejects
TC: In exchange for what?
DC: ...... that's a good question
Match 3. Spirit Championship. Outcast Vs. Tanik (c)
{"Stupify", by Disturbed hits and nothing happens. The song continues through, then ends.}
DC: Let's get a camera into the back
{"Minefields", by Prodigy strikes, and Tanik walks out with his Spirit Championship around his waist. The Assassin makes his way to the ring and climbs in. He stands there waiting, a small smirk on his lips.}
{The referee starts counting for Outcast. The camera switches to the back, where Outcast is still laying amid the rubble of the broken table. The referee hits the ten count and waves for the bell.}
Announcer: This contest has been declared no contest by the referee
DC: What the hell is that?
{Tanik laughs and smiles, leaving the ring and walking back up the rampway. The crowd doesn't like this, but it doesn't seem Tanik really cares, at least no more than ever. He disappears into the back.}
DC: See, that seems suspicious. Tanik enjoyed it
TC: You would too if you've fought the same guy twenty thousand times
DC: Yeah, I could understand that
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{Dregoth stands talking to the Sins.}
Dregoth: Chris, don't worry about that loss. Our war isn't waged by a record board, we got our point across. That's what's important. Bates, good job, Rymiel's a rat. Catching a rat is always a difficult task, especially in their own home. Take the others and let's move through every room in the boiler area. I want to get this done with and him out for good.
{The Sins smile and nod}
HardKore: What about Garski and Spike?
Dregoth: What about them?
HardKore: Are we just going to leave them? What about getting even?
Dregoth: Let it rest HardKore, they'll weaken each other and we win either way
{HardKore growls, but controls himself and nods with a smirk}
HardKore: Yeah, your right
Dregoth: Good, c'mon boys. Let's find the rat and exterminate it....
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Match 4. Survival Championship. Spike Moore Vs. "The Golden God" Jordan Garski (c)
DC: Well it's time for the main event
TC: Somehow I don't believe the Sins will be uninvolved here. I mean two big opponents are gonna be in the same ring.
DC: Plus you just can't trust them
{"A Welcome Burden" by Disturbed strikes and the challenger, Spike Moore steps out into the light. The crowd roars somewhat, not sure which of the competitors to cheer for. Spike walks down into the ring and takes his spot near the turnbuckle.}
{"Full Nelson", by Limp Bizkit hits, and the current Survival Champion walks out onto the stage. The crowd gives him a slightly stronger ovation. Jordan holds the belt up high and walks down to the ring. He hands the belt to the referee and slides in.}
DC: There isn't a whole lot of heat coming into this match.
TC: Yeah, this'll be a technical match, neither man's angry or really even cares that much
Jordan and Spike tie up in the middle. Spike proves to be the stronger as he shoves Garski back into the turnbuckle. Jordan knee's Spike in the gut and shoves him back. Spike charges back in but takes a heel kick to the face. Jordan slides bewteen Spike's legs and grabs him from behind, dropping the challenger with a reverse DDT.
Spike recovers quickly and kicks Jordan in the chest, sending him toppling. Jordan get's to one knee, but takes a charging knee to the forehead. Jordan collapses against the ropes and Spike leans down, choking the champion with his foot. After a five count the referee breaks the hold.
Spike lifts Garski, and body slams him. Garski get's back to his feet and attempts a spinning hook kick, but Spike catches the kick and lifts Garski up into the air, but the champion twists and slides down behind Spike, rolling him into a sunset pin! 1.... kickout.
DC: No surprise there
Spike is quickly up and he grabs Garski by the skull, headbutting him hard. Spike rears back for a second headbutt, but Garski drops and pulls, sending Spike headfirst into the turnbuckle. Garski jumps onto the ropes and clotheslines Spike to the mat, then springboard's off the ropes into a moonsault, splashing across Spike's chest!!
TC: Nice move!
Garski pulls Spike to his feet. Garski hooks him up and plants Spike with a DDT. Spike get's to his feet staggered, Garski rushes for a spear, but Spike brings a knee up, crashing into Garski's chest. This sends Garski airborne, and Spike catches him and hits a reverse powerbomb! Spike drops an elbow into Garski's chest. Spike rolls back to his feet and pulls Garski up, whipping him into the ropes.
The champion is flung back, and ducks a clothesline, hits the opposite ropes and launches himself with a front dropkick that connects to Spike's back. Spike bounces into the ropes and back, where he's met by another kick to the stomach. Garski hooks him up and lifts Spike hitting The Golden Gauntlet (Insiders Edge)! Garski drops and pins, 1........ 2........... 3....................
Announcer: Winner at 4:32, and still UAW Survival Champion, "The Golden God" Jordan Garski!
DC: That was the kind of match we expected.
{Spike get's to his feet dazed and sighs, both men shake hands. Then "When Worlds Collide" hits again. The crowd is confused, especially so when the UAW roster, Sins and Anti-Sins both make their way down to the ring. All the members slide into the ring and stand, then Rymiel and Dregoth join in. Rymiel takes a microphone.}
Rymiel: This is not real. As I'm sure all of you are aware the UAW is a pro-wrestling federation. What we do here is scripted, it's planned, it's fake. Our reality is the shows, and how well we can perform. This last tuesday we all got a dose of true reality. The kind of reality this great country had been nearly innocent of for decades prior. This past tuesday we were the target of a true terrorist attack.
{The crowd boo's and "USA" chants starts.}
Rymiel: It's sad that it often takes the most tragic events to bring out the best in people. The UAW and the superstars here all want to extend their heartfelt condolences to the family of this tragedy. Even more than that we want to salute the people who continue to risk their own life day by day working to dig out any survivors there might be.
Rymiel: Soon we will lead a charge to the disaster area, where we'll deliver, food, water, and a dose of enjoyment for the rescue workers. But before then I need to discuss another issue.
{Rymiel sighs}
Rymiel: Everyone must calm down. In the streets of this city American's are being harassed. Good, devoted men and women who happen to have Middle Eastern heritage. These people are as true to the US as any of us! The treatment they're recieving on the street is unacceptable. Like all people they're terrified by this attack, and just due to something they have no control over they're becoming targets. This is my plea, to everyone here and listening, and watching tonight. Control your anger, and do not let it take over. When it does we are all left to realize the problem we've created.
Rymiel: We must realize that to act in anger will accomplish nothing. People demand that we bomb the Afganistan and Pakistan and Palestinian homelands to the ground. Tell me something - what would that accomplish? Allow me to tell you....
{Rymiel frowns}
Rymiel: We would then be the terrorsits, killing innocents to get the few whom may be guilty. Those responsible WILL recieve what they deserve, but we must modify our anger with control. Otherwise we will be NO better than those horrible people whom caused this destruction.
{Rymiel takes a moment}
Rymiel: With that said, open the doors and let's get to work
{The UAW, in it's entirety, get up and walk out into the streets, surrounded by fans as they carry the food and water towards the destruction site. The cameras fade out.}
>>IN HONOR OF THOSE WHO RISK THEIR LIVES TO SAVE OTHERS. THE UAW SALUTES YOU. AND SHEDS TEARS FOR THE FALLEN.<<