The fans erupt in a chorus of cheers as the cameras zoom across the arena. Various signs can be seen being held up by jovial fans supporting their favourite wrestlers!
Mike: Wow! We’ve got a rowdy crowd here tonight. Hello everybody, I’m Mike James alongside my broadcast colleague, Rocky Reynolds and Rocky, what a great night we have ahead of us tonight.
Rocky: A great night indeed. In that very ring tonight, Shaz will be conducting a one-on-one interview with his opponent at Night of Legends, Chris Divine.
Mike: A segment that will surely send sparks flying. Alongside that, we will be hearing from Jackson Smith for the first time after being thrown from the staging area through a burning table onto a concrete floor at Last Resort two weeks ago.
Rocky: And as you saw on IWA.com yesterday, Smokey has booked a fatal fourway match to determine the number one contender for Vivica’s Vanity Championship!
The screen lights up, showing a dark hallway somewhere in the arena. Black Blooded are there, Mr. Blood leaning against a wall as Mr. Black stands with his arms folded, his expression indecipherable under his black leather mask. The Gears are arrayed behind them, as the small letters B.B. show this to be Vivica's "BB Cam". The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos upon seeing Black Blooded, a sound that intensifies as the camera spins, and Vivica, smiling broadly, waves at the screen before turning it back to her "Daddy"
Mr. Black: True Dominance
Mr. Blood: Two words that every single one of you inbred hillbilly fucks out there thinks that they know the real meaning of. Two words that thousands of limp-wristed nerds jack off to as they read shitty fantasy books that promise to show them a society they can only dream of. Two words that describe the perfect world, where Might is Right and everyone knows their place.
Mr. Blood: When we assembled our Gears, when we came to IWA, we came here with one purpose, one goal in mind. that purpose was to teach every single one of you pathetic fucks what True Dominance is all about.
Mr. Black: The One True Way
Mr. Blood: You see darlin Viv, and the Gears all know that we are right, and bit by bit, match by match, beatdown by beatdown, the rest of you will finally come to understand what we have been telling you fucking morons from the very beginning.
The crowd starts to chant "Fucking Crazy"
Mr. Blood: See it doesn't matter who wins or loses. All that really matters is whether or not Black Blooded leaves you in good enough shape to walk away. That, boys, is the lesson of Last Resort, where we left you in the tender care of the Gears, and called it a night. See, we had accomplished all that we needed to, and hell, the Beer waiting for us backstage wasn't gonna drink itself.
Mr. Black: We had a lot to celebrate.
Mr. Blood: It works out like this. We said before that we would either rule this division as the IWA Tag Team Champions, or we would leave it in Flames. Drek, Marcoonie? Your numbers are up, and the Dominant Predators ain't done with you both by a long sight.
Mr. Black: We're just getting started.
Mr. Blood: By the time we are done, every single one of these so called "wrestlers" in the back, and every fucking one of you cousin-fucking rednecks will know the real meaning of the words.
Mr. Black: True Dominance.
The screen cuts to a screenshot from Last Resort, in the picture Kayfabulous are getting outnumbered by the gears as Mr. Black and Mr. Blood walk up the ramp, hands raised in victory.
Rocky: This is why I love Black Blooded. Subtle as a brick to the face and they have a plan that they want to execute to the highest standard.
Mike: I think this is a dark day for the tag team division. What if Black Blooded follow through on their threats and obliterate the IWA tag team division?
Rocky: It’s called natural selection. Survival of the fittest.
Emily Davis: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time, The Prodigy, Chris Diamond!
Rocky stands and applauds as Chris makes his way to the commentary table, and Diamond goes straight over to him at that time. Diamond puts out his hand for a handshake, and Rocky shakes it vigourously.
Diamond: Yeno what, a handshake isn't enough for a legend of the business like you. Bring it in man!
The two embrace as Mike looks on, disgusted, before himself begrudgingly getting up to shake Diamond's hand. Diamond stares at him for a second
Diamond: Sit down and shut up Mike! And what kind of a name is Mike, tell me, did your parents really hate you that much? Such an awful name
Mike: Well, I can think of many famous Mikes...Mike Tyson for example.
Diamond: Yeah, a guy who bit another guy's ear off, and tested positive for Cannabis on a number of occasions. I see why you're parents named you Mike.
Emily Davis: Your following contest is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 212lbs, The Vegas Kid!
Mike: So how do you think you can actually beat TVK?
Diamond: How do I THINK? I know I can Mike, were you just not paying attention when I beat him in under 7 minutes at the last PPV? Maybe it was too fast for you, couldn't keep up? Maybe I should wait until 7 minutes before trying Rocky, cause your pal here can't keep up no-more.
Rocky: He's not my pal!
Emily Davis: And his opponent, weighing in at 205lbs, Athena!
Rocky: This is one hell of a woman… She is dominant, she is determined and she is a member of the best stable in IWA…
Chyna (Athena) Vs. Chris Jericho (The Vegas Kid) *Ignore The Kat at ringside*
Start at 1:20 and End at 5:40
Mike: Vegas is on top form tonight, he is dominating the normally brutal Athena…
Picking Athena up from the mat, he begins to trade blows with Athena…
The Vegas Kid
The Vegas Kid
The Vegas Kid
The Vegas Kid
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The Vegas kid, lands a multiple amount of knee shots and kicks to the midsection of Athena, backing her into the corner, he lands a spinning heel kick to the right temple of Athena, dazing her and causing her to slide to the mat…
Mike: Those never ending shots are weakening Athena and Vegas should capitalise on this!
Rocky: Hey Prodigy, been meaning to ask you, what do you think of the way TVK is poet like in the way he speaks?
Diamond: It's stupid, dumb, pathetic. He's a creep, a geek, a freak.....*Rocky and Mike stare at him for elaboration* 'Sigh' it just shows to me that he's got no talent. Here, I'll make up a rhyme on the spot for ya....
The Vegas Kid is a loser, I beat him in under 7 minutes
You must be crazy if you think he can beat the Prodigy.....
Mike: That doesnt rhyme
Diamond: Oh, doesn't it? Hey Rocky, does that rhyme???
Rocky: Hell yeah!
Diamond: Then shut up Mike!
Going back to the corner, Athena is coming through; she takes a run at him and lands the big boot to the jaw of Vegas, knocking him to the mat…
Athena seizes the opportunity; she goes down to the mat and locks the figure four leglock on Vegas…
Rocky: Now this is the Athena we know and love! If she keeps applying this pressure, he will most definitely tap out!
Applying more pressure to the lock, Vegas is trying to back to the bottom rope, Athena continues to apply pressure, making Vegas struggle to get to the bottom rope, he finally crawls to the bottom rope.. The ref tries to get Athena to break the hold but, she continues… The ref begins a count
Athena gets a verbal warming from the ref after being pulled away from Vegas… She goes right back to the weakened legs of Vegas, landing a multitude of stomps to his legs… heading to the top rope, setting him up for a flying elbowdrop, she is caught with a high kick to the midsection…
Mike: Now that is such a kick to the midsection of the flying Athena, if that had have landed this, she may have won this match…
Coming up behind the clearly injured Athena, he sets her up, 3’s and 7’s!
Mike: What a neckbreaker!
Rocky: Oh get over it! This kid is not that good, he lands one move and he’s amazing? Yeah, heard it all before…
Stalking Athena as she regains herself, Vegas sets her up…Double Down! Heading to the top rope, setting up, launching, he executes a flawless BLACKJACK! Going for the pin
Emily Davis: Here is your winner, The Vegas Kid!
Diamond: Pah, that was nothing.
Mike: You seem pretty confident, don't you ever question yourself?
Diamond has a serious tone to his voice
Diamond: Honestly yes I have one question that I've needed answering for a long time.... is there even any point me showing up at Night Of Legends? I mean, look at Vegas Kid, he's struggling to win tonight, unlike me, who destroyed my opponent tonight in under 7 minutes (I assume, you can take this out if you wish) And me, who has been unbeaten since my return.....hashtag 6 and 0!
The Vegas Kid raises his hands in victory before glancing over to Diamond. TVK points to his eyes and then to Diamond to suggest he is saying “I’ll be watching you!” TVK then rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp.
Mike: Well, I guess that The Kid wants Diamond badly.
Rocky: And he can want as much as he likes. The most important thing to realise at this point in time is that the next match will feature The Prodigy, Chris Diamond!
Mike: Well here he is! This man has been appearing on IWA TV initially as the man in the helmet who would pick on both Oscar Layman and Sagittarius Blue but in recent weeks, it’s been Blue who has been singled out.
Rocky: Seeing him spear the hell out of Blue and then lift his helmet to reveal to the world who he was is possibly my most favourite moment of 2013!
**Domino begins his walk to the ring, to a chorus of boos, and jobber chants. On the way down Domino spots a fan with a jobber sign, and grabs it and rips it apart.
A lot of you people are wondering why I'm targeting Blue. Why I am targeting one of the top dogs in the IWA. I attacked Blue because I was in the back and I saw Blue getting an endurance title shot against Mr.Smyth, and I thought to myself that should be me. I have endured more hardships more pain emotionally, more pain physically, then anyone else on the roster. I have worked my ass off to make it on the roster and to make a name for myself. And yet I get called jobber, because I lost one match. Are you kidding me? I am one of the most talented guys on the roster, and you people sit there, you people who have never accomplished a thing in your lives, which is why you are out there getting fat eating all the popcorn, and I'm here basking in the spotlight. I am here to say I am back with the intention of not only being one of the top stars in the IWA, but being the top star in IWA. I'm not a jobber, and to prove it I will beat the best the IWA has available. I will be a champion one day, even if it kills me, but first I'm going to prove that I am better than you Blue, you see after I'm done with you Blue, you're going to be seeing Red.
Domino drops the mic to the floor and poses for the fans.
Mike: Wow! Domino really made a statement right there.
Rocky: Of course he did. He’s not the two-bit jobber people think he is and...what the hell?
The fans start to explode with cheers as Sagittarius Blue runs through the crowd, jumps over the guardrail and slides into the ring. Blue doesn’t wait for Domino to turn around and immediately drags him to the ground and repeatedly starts throwing right hands to the skull of his adversary.
Mike: My God! Blue is out for blood!
Multiple members of security sprint down the ramp as Blue and Domino continue to exchange blows, but every time that Domino tries to get away, Blue drags him back down to the ground. Blue is relentless with his punches and it doesn’t take long for Domino to be busted open!
Rocky: Assault! Somebody arrest that man!
Security finally pile into the ring and get to work on dragging Blue off of Domino. It takes a couple of attempts to get there, but to the dismay of the fans, Blue finally get’s dragged away. As soon as he is free, Domino rolls out of the ring and hastily makes his way up the ramp and through the curtains. Security continue to hold onto Blue as he tries to fight free and the fans boo in response, with a “Let him fight” chant echoing around the arena.
Mike: Domino is getting just what he deserves and look, he runs like a scared cat!
Rocky: Not so fast!
The fans boos get even louder as Domino reappears on the staging area. He starts to signal to someone from the back and points to the ring. Within moments, six police officers start to make their way down to the ring.
Rocky: Good decision. Blue flat out assaulted Domino and should be arrested for it.
Mike: This is wrestling, an industry predominantly built on fighting. This is pure lunacy!
The policemen climb into the ring as security continue to hold back Blue. Blue tries to fight them off but there are just too many of them. We can hear one officer tell Blue that he is being arrested for assault. He continues to read Blue his rights as another officer starts to cuff Blue’s hands behind his back.
Mike: This is ridiculous. Blue has merely been responding to what Domino has been doing to him for weeks now and look at Domino, he is just laughing at the top of the ramp!
The camera cuts to Domino who is indeed laughing. He turns to leave the arena as we head to a commercial break.
Mike: We’re back, and I cannot comprehend what we have just seen.
Rocky: Simple equation, Mike. Man breaks law, man get’s arrested. It’s the glorious judicial system at work.
The cameras cut to the backstage area when Ivan Draymen is seen walking and he does not look all that happy. Draymen then makes his way to the office of Smokey and barges in without even knocking.
Draymen: I want Smyth in a match tonight.
Smokey: Now just what the hell do you think you're doing?
Draymen: I'm sick of Smyth running his goddamned mouth like he owns this place just because he has the Endurance championship. You know, maybe if you actually put Smyth into matches with people who can get the job done, your little quest to get that championship off from him would be over by now. Ever since I came back two weeks ago, Smyth has done nothing but belittle me and take away all of the credit I have earned since I arrived here many months ago.
Just earlier this morning he was saying my opinions were irrelevant because I have never held a championship before in my life, so I want a title match tonight. Ivan Draymen vs. Mr. Smyth for the IWA Endurance Championship! I want you to make that happen right now Smokey!
Draw up a contract or something. I'll compete in any match! First blood, hardcore, last man standing, bra and panties, anything just to prove that I can whoop his ass and take the championship away from him in the blink of an eye ...
Draymen gets interrupted by Mr. Smyth who waltzes into Smokey’s office and for the second week in a row, he has a very cocky smile on his face. The fans boo as Smyth looks at Draymen in a confused manner.
Mr. Smyth: Who...is th...well would you believe it; it’s Ivan Draymen! Sorry about that. I’m awfully embarrassed to say this, but I didn’t even recognise you. You do look a lot different when you’re not standing on the sidelines watching me whilst I have been carrying this company on my shoulders.
The fans boo as Draymen squares up to Smyth. Smyth has regained his cocky smile and brushes past Draymen to Smokey. Before he engages Smokey in conversation, he looks back at Draymen.
Mr. Smyth: Why don’t you just run along and play so the adults can have a conversation. In fact, there’s a curtain over there, so go and jerk it. Lord knows it’s all you’ve done over the last two months.
The fans boos again as Smyth now turns his attention to Smokey. Smokey stares a hole right through Smyth as Draymen doesn’t move from his position.
Mr. Smyth: Seriously? Are you struggling so much for a challenger for me that you’re now looking to those who compete in dark matches? Or are you going to go back to your current flavours of the month? Between you and me, Smokey, I think everyone is getting a bit bored of Layman and Blue dropping the ball every time it gets thrown to them.
Look, you know I’m here to stay and you know that I am always going to be the greatest champion you will ever have in IWA. Saying that, however, I also know that you are a stubborn old fool who will continue on this bullying campaign against me regardless of how great an asset I am. So who is it this week? That is your plan, isn’t it? To make me defend my championship each and every week until somebody takes it from me. I say bring on the challenge. The more you throw at me, the more opportunities I have to stay on top, thus improving my stock value in this market.
Or maybe we should be asking you what was in that memo you had last week? That was a very interesting reaction you had when you read it, so I am very curious to know what it said. But you’re going to tell me, are you? You’re just going to-
Smokey: Will you please shut the hell up?
The fans can be heard cheering at Smokey cutting Smyth off.
Smokey: Thank you. God...listening to you speak Smyth is like taking a hammer to my own head. I'll address you in a second.
Smokey turns, looking at Ivan.
Smokey: Ivan, while you did make an impact at Destined for Immortality by beating Israel Pamich, since that point, you haven't done much to take notice of. I'm sure that is harsh to hear, but it is the truth. So for that reason, I have to turn down your demand. Prove to me you deserve a title shot, and maybe I'll reconsider.
Smyth chuckles a little, as Smokey spins in his chair, turning to Smyth. Smokey stands up, glaring across at him.
Smokey: Now you. Like I've said, I've now made it my personal goal to watch you lose that title. Last week, things didn't go how I had hoped they would. So, instead of going with numbers, I'm going to go with past success. This is a man who was screwed out of an Endurance title shot a number of months back. This is a man who won at Destined for Immortality, and this is a man, who should be a champion right now, but isn't. After tonight though, I have a strong feeling that he will be a champion. Tonight Smyth....you faced The Sexual Sensation, Malcolm Adonis!
The fans explode, as Smyth's smirk, immediately goes to a frown.
Smokey: Now, if you are done, you two can get out of my office.
Smyth takes a step forward, almost not wanting to leave, as Ivan turns, walking out of the office.
*Draymen is furious as he walks through the door of Smokey’s office. He thrashes through the door still steaming and looking inside as he exits. Suddenly, he gets tapped on the shoulder. He spins around and sees… nothing.*
???: Over here you stupid asshole!
*Draymen turns towards the voice and sees a Singapore Kane swinging hard at his face. Quickly he ducks underneath and runs forward to tackle the holder. The Cane and the man holding it disappear and Draymen runs into a wall in shock. Before he can turn back around the cane comes down hard on his back. Ali Kazam is standing over him looking down, a twisted smile on his face.*
Ali Kazam: Still think I’m a joke!
*Ali throws the cane down and raises his hands above his head. He brings them down and slams a Steel Chair over Draymen.*
Ali Kazam: What about now? Huh? Still think I’m a sideshow!
*Ali Drops the weapon and grabs Draymen under the arms, lifting him to his feet. He leans him against the wall and slaps him.*
Ali Kazam: Disrespecting me was the biggest mistake of your life Draymen. This is just a warning, you fuck with me, I will do things to you that you can’t even imagine.
*Ali tackles Draymen hard against the wall he is leaning against and starts laying in left and rights to Draymen’s face.*
Ali Kazam: You’ve been gone for what? A month and the first thing you do when you get back is mock me! Who do you think you are? You have no idea what you are dealing with. You’re just like the rest. Disrespectful. If there’s one thing I hate its disrespectful actions. The crowd have the tenacity to disrespect and boo me despite me being the only person around here who gives them real entertainment. Then, while, I give the ingrates what they pay to see… ME … While I give them all what they desire, you interrupt and you come out and mock me!
*Ali grabs Draymen by the back of the head and pulls him in close.*
*Ali uses his spare hand to punch Draymen in the face as he speaks.*
*Ali hits Draymen again.*
*Ali continues his assault on Draymen*
*Ali picks Draymen up and holds his dead weight up.*
Ali: Do you hear me now?
*Ali Jumps up and delivers his Cutter, The Magicians Curse, before Vanishing leaving the camera staring at the unconscious Draymen.*
Mike: So where was the police for that assault?
Rocky: That’s not an assault. That’s a receipt.
Mike: A receipt?
Rocky: Draymen disrespected Kazam. Kazam got his payback.
Mike: You God-damn hypocrite!
Emily Davis: Your following contest is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring, weighting in at 321lbs, Chris Diamond!
*Gold fireworks explode and walking onto the ramp basking in the glow and met with loud boos from the crowd…Chris Diamond makes his way to the ring*
Emily Davis: And his opponent, Hurri-Man!
*Running out onto the ramp, dressed in green and black attire, his cape flowing and wearing face paint, he makes his way to the ring*
Mike: Well, we’ll get to see Chris Dia-
The Vegas Kid!
The Vegas Kid walks down the ramp and the fans cheer heartily! Diamond looks at TVK with venom in his eyes as TVK walks around the ring and takes a seat at the announcers table.
TVK: I have joined you tonight, to gaze at my foe, His weaknesses to find, and his mind to know. He May be a cheat, and a cowardly shrew, but to prove my worth, it is him I must go through.
Our match he had to win with a thumb to the eye, let's see what other tricks Diamond thinks make him sly. I win my matches, through strength and thought, a cheap win to me, is a win that matters not.
Rocky: Who are you calling cheap? The only win you even have in IWA is against a woman!
TVK: A Woman yes, with eyes like cold fire, that make runnin your only desire, that woman be something, I can't explain, but all that she promises, is a world of pain.
Start at 2:12 and End at 5:18
Hurricane Helms (Hurri-Man Oscar Layman) Vs. Vladimir Kozlov (Chris Diamond)
Mike: Oscar, Hurri-Man Layman has not even got a shot in here, he is never usually easily this dominated but, Chris is really taking him to the limit…
Rocky: Because this young man is as his name says…The Prodigy and the future of this company…
TVK: A Villian's true colors, here on display, a man with no morals he is not willing to betray.
While Hurri-man is still lying on the mat trying to recuperate, Diamond heads to the top rope, waiting for the perfect moment, Hurri-man is rising and turns to face Diamond, launching of the top rope, when trying to execute a flying crossbody, Diamond is met by a Hurri-kick to the gut! Going for a quick cover on Diamond…
2… A furious kick-out by Diamond, slightly shocking Hurri-Man
Mike: The undefeated streak of Diamond was certainly in jeopardy there…
TVK: This man Oscar Layman, the man of many faces, he is one to respect, for up his sleeves are always aces.
Clearly fazed by this and beginning to get agitated as he knows that he is hitting the five minute mark… He launches a barrage of right hands and knee shots to the mid-section of Hurri-Man, continuous, violent and viciously backing him into the corner, he lands another knee to the gut of Hurri-Man…
TVK: He has skill I admit, the Diamond one, but I am a warrior not to be outdone.
Heading quickly to the opposite corner, Diamond makes and the run and hits the high knee on Hurri-Man and follows it up with a bulldog, smacking the face of Hurri-Man off of the ring apron…Diamond with a devious smile locks the prodigy lock on Hurri-man, applying excruciating pressure and pain on to a weak Hurri-Man…
Rocky: This is excellent work by such a talented young man, if he continues he will destroy Hurri-man and he will continue his undefeated streak…
Mike: Or seriously injure an equally talented young man…
Breaking the lock, Diamond, panicking as the 7 minute mark approaches, pulling up a weak Hurri-Man, he lands and fast roundhouse kick to the temple and follows it up with an explosive DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH!!!
Going for the pin…
Emily Davis: Here is your winner, Chris “The Prodigy Diamond”!
Diamond stands in the centre of the ring… Looking at the crowd he shouts… UNDEFATED!!
Mike: Another victory for Diamond tonight and it certainly looks like that the bad blood between The Kid and Diamond is far from over.
Diamond walks up the ramp but on the staging area, Ryan Wells appears. Diamond acknowledges that he is there, but walks past him. Hurri-man, on the other hand, is woozy on the floor and looks up the ramp as Ryan Wells starts to stare down Hurri-man for a second week in a row.
*We're back from commercial, and Ryan Wells is seen walking in the corridor, alone texting, before stopping, and leaning against the wall. Suddenly a voice rings out, and shocks Wells*
???: Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It's the...
*Then, Oscar Layman jumps out in front of Wells, as the fans in the arena cheer*
Oscar: It's the Ossi-cane! Now, citizen Wells, the Ossi-cane has a bone to pick, with YOU! What is your problem? Why don't you fight... for good? Why do you live in a life of crime, and have nothing better to do than to stare at me.
I could be Endurance Champion soon - Mr. Smyth can't defeat me without some form of evil involved - and that, is evil the Ossi-cane is overcoming. Domino will be taken care of by the sidekick known as Saggy! Redemption will be brought back to that title - it was great when it was in the hands of Kyojin - despite him recently becoming one of the baddies. But you. Do you want to ruin the Ossi-cane's path to glory, and saving the IWA from the tyrant Mr. Smyth, or do you just want an up-close view?
Why do you want to be a Supervillian? Why be the Joker, when you can be Batman!? Why be Doctor Octopus, when you can be Superman? And why be Ryan "The Freak" Wells - when you can be the Ossi-cane! WHAT'S UP WID YOU!?
Wells: You want to know the reason? Well, when we got cases with imbeciles like you around here, it’s not hard to figure it out, is it? Well, maybe it is for you, who seems to be having the ever-difficult problem with remembering your own name. I fought for the “good” for some time, my whole life, and all I do is sit in the backseat to you not second, but third-rate wrestlers and first-rate idiots. If the fans are too stupid to realize who to cheer for, especially when they cheer for you, a complete moron with an identity crisis, then what is the point in fighting for them?
*Crowd can be heard booing, something that is not accustomed to happening with Ryan Wells*
Wells: You hear them out there? They are booing me, the man and wrestler who fought tooth and nail for them so long. So when it comes time for me to point out the truth about their stupidity and somehow favorability with a half-wit like yourself, they boo me when all I am doing is speaking honest about and to them. I’ve been here in IWA since day 1, yet I am treated like the new kid on the block, when I’m one of best damn wrestlers not just in this company, but in the entire industry.
*”You Suck” chants can be heard coming from the arena*
Wells: How is it that a brainless person like you can get title shots when if you win a title, they’d have to change the name plate every week because you are too stupid to know what fake “superhero” or wrestler you are that week. You’re prancing around in a damn cape and mask for god’s sake. How can anyone take you seriously when you’re doing this shit? You’re the worst version of a wrestler, one who has no skill and doesn’t belong to be here. And once I realized that, I knew that you had to be taken care of. I’m just the MAN to do it, to teach you, a BOY, a lesson or two on real life, and what it means to be a real wrestler.
Oscar: I am not a boy! In fact bee-yatch, I was at the Ossi-cave yesterday, when I was called out to solve crime. So I got into the Ossi-mobile - drove 55 miles per hour in a 50 miles per hour area - because that is how this superhero rolls - and I had to help an old Lady cross the street. Tell me 1 boy to do that?
*Ryan goes to speak, but Oscar cuts him off*
Oscar: Excuse me, but to paraphrase an old foe of my fellow superhero, it doesn't matter what da hell you think! Why do you hate these fans Ryan? These fans are what makes me want to become a superhero. These fans stop me, from waking up on the wrong side of the Ossi-bed! Why don't you joke around? Why can't you have a laugh. I understand that if you're fighting crime, then there's not a lot of time for laughing, so why don't you maximize the opportunity? Ryan, why so serious!?
One day, when the Ossi-cane's talents are truly appreciated, there will be a statue erected of me! And that will be the proudest day of my life. That's the day I hang up my cape, and my sidekick, my protege - Saggy Blue Tits, steps up to the plate and gets promoted, and I will guide him on his quest to rid the world of crime, and possibly, become a World Champion. But what about you Ryan? The only thing you erected will be stuck in Smyth's ass!
You better not mess with me Wells, because I'm a crime stopping asshole! And you, are just a fiend, and as my duty as a superhero, I must stop you, should you get out of hand. Stand back Ryan, because there's an Ossi-cane coming through!
Wells: Do you think your little fairy tale is supposed to make me respect you little man? You drove 5 over the speed limit and you expect me to think of you as some kind of rule-breaker, daredevil? Get over yourself, you’re wearing a damn cape for god sakes, how childish could you be? This is what’s wrong with IWA, there are jokes like you getting title shots and prancing around pretending to be something you’re not. It may get you some little kids as fans, but nothing else kid.
*The crowd can be heard booing again and Wells only relishes it*
Wells: Do you hear that Oscar? That is a new sound to me, but you know what? I love it. I have fought for the fans long before you even were in wrestling, so don’t talk to me about being a goddamn superhero when you are nothing more than a circus act, a joke, a court jester. You keep fighting for those damn idiots out there and it will get you nowhere, and neither will getting in my way besides in the ICU for a very long time. I “joked around, and laughed” with those pieces of shit out there for too damn long, and now it stops.
I’m serious because that’s the only way to win, not to be distracted by that vermin in those seats, but to focus on hurting your opponent, and winning. But don’t you dare try talk smack or try to antagonize me by talking about “what will be stuck in Mr. Smyth’s ass”, because that shit is childish, which is the exact thing you are. No one takes you seriously in the locker room because you harness no talent besides coming out every week and making yourself look even more and more stupid. You are nowhere close to World Champion, Endurance Champion, or any type of title except the damn Internet title, even you can even win that, despite it being fake and not real. Stop fooling yourself and wake up and be an adult for once, because clearly puberty still hasn’t hit you yet, but I will if you ever get in my face again.
*Wells grabs Oscar and pins him against the wall*
Wells: Now listen here Oscar, nice and clear now; keep bothering me, and wherever you stand is where you will be lying down, in pain. You are certainly not going to be the one to derail me from my true purpose, to be Champion here. Not some damn bozo with a cape and a mask, that’s for damn sure. So understand this, get in my way again, and I won’t be so nice next time.
*Wells powerbombs him onto the concrete floor and leaves, while staff run to help Layman*
The camera cuts to another area backstage where Extremely Lethal is both standing in the interview area, but nobody is there to interview them. Instead they are there by themselves standing in front of a white board with many formulas and equations written all over. There are also smaller drawings of ladders and people replicating spots from that match at Last Resort.*
Venomous: Me and Carbon, we are tired, we are beaten, battered and all around worn out… but not from our match at Last Resort. Me and Carbon, we’ve recovered from our match, but what we haven’t recovered from is the loss. We have been working tirelessly to figure out when introducing the element of ladder and height into our experiment, why it didn’t work to our advantage.
Carbon: It would seem rather odd that we don’t mix well with elements… I mean we are after all chemists; we study and perform chemical reactions for a living. But upon further examination and trial and error we have found our resolution to why we did not win.
Venomous: As Carbon said it is rather odd that we would not mix well with different elements when brought into an experiment… but if you look here…
*Venomous and Carbon step to the side as he camera focuses in on the plethora of writing on the white board.*
Venomous: You can see the answer. As in chemistry sometimes very lethal elements when mixed, don’t produce any chemical reaction
Carbon: Take for example Hydrochloric Acid and Sodium Hydroxide. Both of these elements independently are extremely lethal, but when mixed, nothing happens, it instead forms water and table salt, and that is not lethal at all. Well that is the case in our situation
*Venomous now begins to point at the white board*
Venomous: Carbon and ladders don’t mix. Now one might say why, they both have height in common, and while that would be right, it’s like our previous example. Carbon and ladders alone are very dangerous but when brought together produces nothing. That is because Carbon is so large and ladder matches are more beneficial to those who are smaller and can move up the ladder quickly.
*The two now step back into focus of the camera in front of the white board*
Carbon: But not to fear, the loss in the third round of experiments may put us behind, but as evidenced before… if we work out the problem and find a solution we can and will tie up the series, we have done it before. We still have a potential for four more rounds of experiments, and round three was part of the trial and error. We will prove our hypothesis true, but we just need to mix different elements into our testing to prove our hypothesis true, because it’s all about making the hypothesis valid by proving consistency, and in order to do that, Pardy Boyz needs to be able to beat us with different elements, if they want to disprove our hypothesis
Venomous: So we all know the fans of Chaos love certain elements, so we have come up with a list of possible elements to incorporate into our rounds of testing for our experiments with Pardy Boyz. We first have wood, otherwise known as tables!
*The fans let out a cheer at the potential for a Tables Match*
Carbon: That one was for the fans, but what about fire? I mean we both love fire, so how about we incorporate fire and say an Inferno Match!
*The fans let out another loud roar of approval*
Venomous: What about…
*The camera focused on Extremely lethal is turned as The Pardy Boyz begin to scream in the general direction of extremely lethal carrying two 18er's of beer. The crowd begins to boo loudly as D-Boy and Rymac walk into the interview area.*
D-Boy: Extremely Lethal! Hey look, it's the dweebs who thought they had the scientific method to beat us! It's the men who thought they would walk into last resort and steal a victory from The Pardy Boyz in a ladder match! How did that work out for you idiots!?
*The crowd begins to roar in hatred of The Pardy Boyz*
Rymac: Oh yea, you failed. I walked up the ladder, I grabbed the contract, and we won that ladder match! You boys thought you had the pardy on the ropes, and as always we went into last resort and accomplished our goals. We are up a match as you are now on the ropes. Your winning ways have seen their final days!
*The cheers get louder as they boo Rymac and D-Boy continue to talk.*
D-Boy: So you want to talk about what our next match should be!? Maybe we should add some ladders and tables to our last match, make it a tlc match so we can not only throw you off ladders... We can throw you threw tables off those ladders. We could smash in your pretty boy faces, with chairs we plan to bend over them. What do you think about that Rymac?
*The crowd has a mixed reaction to that idea.*
Rymac: Don't go easy on these two dweebs. We are the fighters and they are the people trying to use all that math and science crap in order to keep up. Lets change the stipulations, lets make it be a match they are just not ready for! I have an idea, why don't we settle this in an elimination tag match! You two dweebs wouldn't have a clue how to handle us!
*Rymac and D-Boy open up their 18 pack as begin to chug some beer*
D-Boy: I got it Rymac! We could have a beer chugging contest! These two dweebs have probably never seen a drinking game! We could play some beer pong! We are the greatest beer pong champions in the history of the sport... The only real sport on the face of the earth... I'm glad we will never play any of that crap at our bar Rymac!
Rymac: I love it D-Boy, but lets keep it in the realm of wrestling for now. I don't think smokey would have the balls to put them into a drinking match with the pardy! No one here can out drink us, anyone who thinks otherwise is a silly goose! Instead why don't we have a last man standing tag team match! Now that would be a stipulation D-Boy... We could make even try to make those nerds leave via an ambulance. Could you imagine the roar of boos those stupid fans would give us for making their nerdy heros leave via an ambulance... Beautiful
*The crowd roars in boos as The Pardy Boyz mock them.*
D-Boy: Whoa wait I have an idea, I know what we should do Rymac!
*D-Boy whispers in Rymac's ear his idea... Rymac instructs him to say it*
D-Boy: I think our match should be! A ....
*Rymac superkicks the camera as D-Boy begins to say his final idea*
Rymac: You idiots don't get to know what our final idea is... We will run it past smokey as we are done with these nerds for now! See you in the ring douche bags!
*The camara is shut off completely as the camera man runs away from The seemingly insane duo that happens to be The Pardy Boyz as we cut back to Emily Davis in the ring.*
Emily Davis: The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Chelsea, Massachusetts, weighing in at 247lbs, Orion Slayde!
Rocky: Can we get a camera on me?
The camera centres on Rocky as he looks directly at it.
Rocky: I just want to offer my sincere apologies to Israel Pamich. I am not worthy of your genius, sir, and what you did to Slayde was spectacular. I just hope you accept my humble apology.
Mike: You are such a hypocrite.
Rocky: Twice in one night, Mike. Don’t call me that again.
Emily Davis: And his opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 235lbs, AJ Dixon!
Mike: Dixon missed out at Last Resort and he’ll be looking to get back on the saddle quickly.
Rocky: Just a minor hiccup. He’ll be in the world title picture once Divine has been put back in his place. Shaz vs. Dixon? For the World Championship? I’d pay to see that!
Orion Slayde (Jericho) vs. AJ Dixon (Benjamin)
(Start 00:06 End 11:15)
Mike: Perfectly executed flying bull dog by AJ Dixon! That kid has a lot of skill!
Rocky: More skill than Oreo Slayde will ever posess! Aha!
Mike: You mean Orion.
Dixon gets back to his feet and grabs Slayde's ponytail and forces him back to his feet, and then Dixon tosses Slayde into the turnbuckle hard. Dixon climbs up onto the middle rope and holds Slayde's head back with his left hand while he rains shots down with his right!
One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!
After ten brutal shots to Slayde's forehead, Dixon poses to a chorus of boos and mocks the crowd. During this time, Slayde lifts Dixon up into the air with a powerbomb position and slams him down to the mat with brute force! Slayde drops down and covers Dixon!
One! Two! Thr- No!
Dixon kicks out to a chorus of boos while Slayde gets back to his feet. Dixon sits up, shaking his head a bit trying to rid of the aftermath of the impact. Slayde wastes little time and goes back on the attack, kicking Dixon in the chest hard with a loud thud. Slayde kicks Dixon again, again, and again! Slayde then turns around runs to the ropes and bounces off of the ropes then comes back and drops Dixon with a massive kick to the side of the head!
Mike: My god, those kicks are deadly! You can just hear the flesh and bone screaming from each hit!
Rocky: Dixon will fight his way through this! He is a former world champion!!
Slayde forces Dixon up to his feet and hits a stiff forearm to his head and then stands him steady in the center of the ring. Slayde bounces off the ropes once again and goes for a neckbreaker on Dixon but Dixon lunges at Slayde and brings him down to the mat with a spear from out of no where!!
Dixon gets back to his feet while holding his chest, trying to recover from the multiple kicks. Dixon then rolls Slayde onto his stomach then stomps onto the back of Slayde's legs! Slayde flops around the ring favoring his leg while Dixon sits in the corner and regains his energy. Slayde finally manages to ignore the pain and brings himself to a knee. Dixon takes the opportunity and charges at Slayde and drops him with a Shining Wizard! Slayde drops to the mat and Dixon goes for the cover!
One! Two! Three! NO! Slayde's foot is on the bottom rope!
Mike: This isn't over! Slayde got his foot onto the bottom rope! He is still in it to win it!
Rocky: Oh shut up, Randy Jackson! Come on, Dixon! You've got this! Give him the Mugshot!
Dixon argues with the referee, saying that his foot went on the rope after the three, but the referee says it was before. Dixon then turns and kicks Slayde off the bottom rope and drags him to the center of the ring and stands him to his feet.
Dixon runs to the ropes and rebounds off from them and goes for the Mug Shot, but Slayde shoves Dixon away! Dixon runs at Slayde again but Slayde takes him down with an axe handle to the face! Dixon gets back up and charges again but Slayde takes him down with a spear!
Mike: Pay back is a bitch!
Rocky: Oh come on, he stole his signature!
Mike: Oh please!
Slayde gets back to his feet by pulling himself up with the ropes and he stalks Dixon as he slowly gets to his feet. Once Dixon is up, Slayde gets him in the gut and sets him up in the double underhook position ...
Hoists him in the air ...
Mike: Dark Veil!!
Slayde plants Dixon in the center of the ring with the double underhook piledriver! Slayde covers Dixon!
One! Two! Three!
Emily Davis: Here is your winner ... Orion Slayde!!
Mike: Wow! Huge win for Slayde right there!
Rocky: Well, maybe Pamich will go over Slayde which must surely place him in his rightful place of world title contention.
Slayde asks for a mic, his breath hard just having finished competing seconds ago but nonetheless he speaks...
Slayde: Pamich. I hope you saw this. Dixon was the unfortunate victim of some pent up rage that has been saved up especially for you. See, I'm tired. Tired of waiting. Waiting for you to be a man and accept the consequences of your actions. It's simple, Pamich. You and I. One on One at Night of Legends.
Fans go wild at the challenge presented
Slayde: That's the night, I can finally let loose and unleash some chaos into the world courtesy of you being beating to death by me. The way I see it, you got seven shades of shit worth beating of you and I got just as if not more ways to do so. Just remember you brought this on yourself. No one is to blame for your demise but yourself.
Fans cheer and chant "Shadow"
Slayde: I hope not to wait too long for an answer, Pamich. You wouldn't want for me to find you and make you answer it myself. Night of Legends, will be a great learning experience for you. You'll learn never to cross my path again, less you want into madness as the shadows consume you. There is evil inside us all, Pamich, mine just happens to be stronger than most and I know it's stronger than yours.
You will get what's coming to you. Never forget that. Then again you just might when you have that skull of yours crashed in. I'll see to it you're then left in bed trying as hard you can to walk again but can't because your spine is shattered and all you can do is eat through a straw, when I kick your teeth in. So, now that you know what your future will look like, I hope you aren't frightened too much to accept my challenge because I want answer, Pamich and I want it soon.
Mike: The hell? Slayde is going to own Pamich. I wonder if Mr. Integrity has the stones to accept the challenge!
*We go backstage where we see the camera in Smokeys office and we see him on the phone, we can only hear 1 side of the convo but it slightly sounds like it is an important call.
Just then, 1 of the new tag team champions bursts through the door. It's Van Hooligan X in full smug mode it seems. You can hear that the crowd isn't happy to know he decided to show up this week to the arena either.*
Van: Smoker, how's it going? Man, this situation right now reminds me of old times in ICW. I mean, I was was a champion back then, you were booking matches and the greatest matches were happening constantly. You're welcome by the way.
But I juuuust get the feeling that you're going down that same path of milking the same match-up again. I mean, c'mon! How many times did I beat Artemis in the end. I'm going to get down to the point and ask you not to make the same mistake with Damaged Goods and me and Carlos.
This division doesn't need us getting the job done against them 46 times. We're here to help this place grow, not become stale. Us beating them again won't help that in any way. You get me? Surely, you can realise that we should pick the real #1 contenders.
Smokey still has the phone by his ear, as he takes it, sticking it in his pocket.
Smokey: Did I hear you correctly? You should pick the #1 contenders?
Smokey immediately starts laughing. He drops to the floor, holding his sides while laughing. After a moment, he gets up, slowly stopping his laugh.
Smokey: Oh wow, thank you, thank you so much Van. That was such a great laugh. So, I've got some news for you. If you look around, I'm the guy that is in charge, not you. People like you, or Mr Smyth, who come in here thinking they can do whatever the hell they like, really grinds my gears. So this is what I'm going to do. At Night of Legends, it's going to be Damaged Goods vs Carlos Alberto Ramon and Van Hooligan X for the IWA World Tag Team titles still.
The fans cheer at this statement.
Smokey: To add a little spice to this match, since you've pissed me off, this match, will now be a steel cage match!
The fans pop loudly, as Damaged Goods enter the room. Van turns to face Schweizner - still in his mobility scooter, but Schweizner just turns his head sideways and smiles.
Schweizner: A steel cage, eh? Have you ever been inside a steel cage Vanny? Has Carlos? But what about Damaged Goods? I seem to remember these two by my side, defeating Drayman, Elric, and Black Blooded in a steel cage, a short through months ago. And as it's a steel cage, we won't see Mr., or King Kong Bundy interfering!
You see Van, it was because of cheating, that the Genetically Modified Ape, who I'm pretty sure is cousins with her mum, getting involved, and genitals getting hit, that you stole the tag titles from Damaged Goods. Today should be day 165 in Damaged Goods' historic title reign. We know that, you know that, and even though they don't like us, the fans know that.
A mixed reaction heard from the crowd, with a few more cheers than boos.
Van - we're the lesser of two evils when it comes to the fans, and regardless of what you say, in the steel cage match, they may be a distraction, or a help, to either one of us. We don't like them, but we don't like you a hell of a lot more, and it's the same for the fans. They hate us, but they hate you more.
You may be a three time world champion, but Gaileo and Gommenta are not going to be locked in a steel cage with two insane monsters, like you. Gaileo and Gommenta are going to be locked in a steel cage with a Portuguese Prick and a British Bastard!
After seeing you two last week on your "vacation", it's easy to tell why Ramon is not here today? Did the Infection, get the Infection? It's obvious you can't act, so did you hire some whores? And did one of them giving Ramon a wee little Infection? Is that why you're so cranky? Is your relationship with Ramon on hold while he recovers?
Gaileo takes a step closer to Van, before repeatedly poking him in the stomach, as Van remains emotionless
Well, you may be the Infection - but we are the cure. We dominated this division since IWA's inception, and because you had 1 win, because I was like Action Man to your big boy, Athena.
Gommenta then also steps forward, and too pokes Van's stomach. He does it for a few seconds, before Gaileo and Gommenta just pushes Van back.
Smokey made it a steel cage match - but we're going to make it the end of the Infection. We'll be on the floor in the arena, with our title belts, as Ramon and yourself will be on the mat in the ring, bloody and beaten - with Ramon probably passing his Infection onto you. Have a great evening Van, because you won't enjoy many more.
Mike: Hoofah! Big match for Night of Legends!
Mike: So who do you think will win?
Rocky: Me. Two of my favourite tag teams going against each other in that cage? As the great philosopher, Charles Sheen once said: “WINNING!”
Back from commercial, and we see Gabriel already in the ring. He is sitting in a corner, with his head down, and a microphone in his hand.
Mike: Well folks, Gabriel came out here during the break, demanding a microphone, and since then he has just been sitting in the corner. I wonder what he has to say.
Rocky: Whatever it is, I bet it's about the naughty things you do Mike.
Mike: Naughty things? Way to be two Rocky.
Gabriel slowly raises his head, as his hair covers his face. He raises the microphone, as there is an eerie calm over the arena.
Gabriel: When I was a little boy, I always wondered why my mother was never there. When each birthday passed, and there was no cake, no presents, no party, i sat there and cried asking God, "why, why doesn't she love me". It took a number of years before I finally realized why. You know, I can sit here, and talk about how poor of a mother she was, but the truth is, I have to thank her. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have become the man I am today. I would be here before you, living a pure, clean, righteous life. Because of her, I know my calling. When I see someone who is clinging to their addictions, someone who can't let go of their ghosts, the thing that defines them, but shouldn't, I know what I must do. I did it with my mother, I did it with my father, and I will do it to each and every single one of you.
Gabriel gets to his feet, as he brushes the hair out of his face.
Gabriel: See, last week I confronted a man who in many ways, reminds me of my mother. He is misguided, and a slave. He bows down to what he thinks he needs, instead of pursuing what is truly right for him. KJ Punk, look at all these fans! You pander to them, they are your needle, and the world title is your crack. You come out here, pandering to them, begging for that high, pleading to feel that emotion that washed over you when you stood in this ring as the World Champion. Do you know what I did to break my other of her addiction Punk? Do you want to know!?
Gabriel is now at the ropes, leaning on them, looking at the entrance stage, almost as if he is talking to someone.
Gabriel: I cut her off. I took her needles, i took her drugs, I took her money, and I made it so that she couldn't be a slave to her desires. That is what I'm going to do to you KJ! These fans, that World title, I'm going to take them away from you. I'm going to show the world, that you are not the man who everyone believes. When people see you as I see you, the binged out, addled, at the end of his last rope man, they will desert you. Your world title shots will disappear. In that moment, in that exact moment, I will save you KJ. I will save you, and make you into the man you truly could be, and when it is all done....well...you will thank me.
Gabriel turns, as he flips backwards over the top of the rope, landing on the arena floor. He turns, slowly walking up the ramp, ignoring all the fans who are now bowing. Gabriel reaches the top, as he turns back, looking directly at the camera.
Gabriel: The only question you need to ask yourself now KJ, is this. I saved my mother, I took away her addictions. In doing so though, did she survive? Or did she die when forced to face her own disgusting self? Because her fate, could very easily be yours.
Gabriel drops the mic, as he laughs a little. There is almost a sense of maniacal sound behind it, as Gabriel poses at the top of the ramp, to nothing but boos.
Mike: That is one seriously messed up dude.
Rocky: He’s had hardships, but he has overcome them and will rid IWA of those same demons he has suffered in the past!