Mooncat gets out of a taxi, still holding the steel chair with the moon painted on it. She pays the taxi, who drives off, and then raps her knuckles against the chair. Mooncat:"Hopefully I won't need to use you..." She looks up to an old Victorian house. The aesthetically pleasing, two story house is something of an impressive building. The Victorian beauty is somewhat tainted by the juxtaposition of heavy security precautions like camera and alarms. She grits her teeth and heads towards the front door. Her grip on the chair is making her knuckles white. She takes the knocker and after a moments hesitation, brings it down three times. The door is answered by Forever! Forever:"Hello?" Mooncat:"Afternoon, I was looking for Sincere." Forever:"You're Mooncat, right? Firefly's girl." Mooncat's face drops momentarily, but she quickly regains her composure. Mooncat:"Yeah, I'm the Mooncat." Forever:"I'll go get him." Mooncat stands in the doorway, and after about a minute, Forever returns with Sincere by her side. Sincere smiles with a gesture and bow addresses Mooncat. Sincere:"Well good afternoon! To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" Mooncat:"Sincere, I'm here to ask you something." Sincere:"Why, it is Celestia is it not?" He waves her into the house. Sincere:"Please come in, my dear." Mooncat:"No thanks... I'm just here to find out where you were when Mrs. M was attacked. I'm... kinda... here for Firefly." Sincere (smiling devilishly):"Where is the 'Fairplay Enforcer'? I would think it would be he that would be here at my doorstep than his (smirking) girlfriend!" Mooncat grimaces momentarily, to which Sincere nods knowingly. Mooncat:"He's... um... training for this evening. Um... would you answer the question, please?" Sincere:"Where was I?" He looks to Forever. Sincere:"I believe we were enjoying the beautiful sights and sounds of downtown Kowloon in Hong Kong." Forever nods and smiles. Sincere:"Dear , sweet Mooncat, where were you that fateful night?" Mooncat:"Where was I?" Sincere:"I believe a little 'Mouse' once told me that you have some very strong ties to the HKWF. Could it be possible that HKWF was calling it's proverbial son home and needed some bait to attract him?" Mooncat:"You're accusing ME?! My days in the HKWF are over! I came to Hong Kong to um... help Sho." Sincere:"I am not accusing anyone, sweet child. It is far from my character to ever accuse someone of a malicious act such as that. It just fathoms my mind that the Firefly would not question the obvious!" Mooncat:"Like you, you mean? You're supposed to be the devious mastermind!" Sincere (holding his heart, and speaking sarcastically):"You wound me, Mooncat. You shouldn't listen to Alex Hunt and his professor of psychological warfare. That is all such nonsense." Mooncat:"I'm sure... well, thanks for your time, but I'd better be going." Sincere:"Give Sho my best wishes for the five way. It will indeed be worth competing against him." Sincere watches Lez turn and scurry away out of the house. He smiles devilishly once more and addresses Forever. Sincere:"That one has no idea at all, my dear."
---Parking Lot---
Firefly pulls into the arena car park next to another car that has only just parked. Conspicuous by her absence is Celestia L'yark. Magic and Steph get out of the other car, and heads to the locker rooms. Firefly jumps out of his car and runs after Magic. FF:"Hey Magic!" Magic turns around as Firefly catches up. He glares at Firefly coldly. Magic:"What do YOU want?" FF:"Well first of all, I'd like to wish you good luck tonight! Think about what I've said over the past few days." Magic:"Preach all you like, holier than thou fairplay enforcer... I'm not listening any more! If that's all I've got a match to prepare for!" With that, Magic turns around and starts to walk off. Firefly's face flushes with anger. FF:"Hey! Don't turn your back on the Firefly! I'm not finished! Where were you the night my mother was attacked?" Magic turns around slowly, with a look of disbelief on his face. Magic:"I can't believe your asking me that question! I would never..." FF:"I'm asking everyone, Magic... if you've got nothing to hide you'll answer me!" Magic:"I was in your beloved Hong Kong, in our hotel room celebrating the fact I got a title shot. Steph here was with me." Steph:"That's right: I'm his alibi, and you know I couldn't do it, your investigation has already shown it couldn't have been a woman." FF:"How'd you know..." Steph:"You don't think we do our homework on Magic’s opponents?" Firefly nods and smiles briefly, but Magic and Steph remain cold. Magic:"Is that it?" FF:"Yeah sure, thanks... and I meant what I said Magic: good luck." Magic and Steph walk off without looking back. Magic:"Yeah, whatever, same to you, I guess. See you in the ring..." The camera fades on Firefly's disappointed face... Monday Manslaughter 03 Sept 01
Explosions ignite in the GZW Coliseum signaling another Monday Manslaughter. The camera sweeps through the capacity crowd showing various signs and banners. One sign says, “Five guys, five way, one Champion!” Another sign reads, “Bring back C2!”
Fortune: Welcome wrestling fans to
Monday Manslaughter! I am your play-by-play analysis, Kandi Fortune! Sitting by
my side is…
Hunt: (interrupting) Although I
have no gold medals, I’m still every woman’s hero! The greatest color
commentator in the game today, Alexander Hunt!
Fortune: Tonight we've got...wait a minute! Nathaniel Davis is coming out to the ring and he looks pissed!
Hunt: Maybe he isn’t getting any!
Davis gets in the ring and is handed a mic. The fans are on their feet for the Entertainment Franchise.
Davis: Monarch! You must be pretty proud of yourself, huh? Jumping me in the backstage area? In the parking lot? Is that the best you got? There's been a lot of excitement and hype since we came out of HeatWave. Everyone wanting to know when we would meet in a ring? But you know what? I don't want to wait anymore. While the front office suits won't let us have a sanctioned GZW match, how about we have the next best thing? Why don't you drag your HKWF ass out here, yes your ignorant HKWF ass, and we have a Falls Count Anywhere, No DQ match?
The fans erupt in cheers!
Fortune: What? An impromptu match...tonight?
Davis: So come on Monarch, bring your shit and step to the CareerMaker!
And on that note...
Fortune: Here comes the crazed Monarch! He jumped Davis last week before the show in the parking lot and now he's going to have to face him in the ring!
Hunt: Or out of the ring! This is a Falls Count Anywhere, No DQ match!
Monarch slides into the ring as Davis is ready. Davis with a series of right hands to the head of Monarch.
Fortune: The Entertainment Franchise is on fire!
Hunt: That sounds like a good idea! I got a lighter!
Irish whip by Davis. Monarch bounces off the ropes. Davis charges and levels Monarch with a "Benoit-style" clothesline. With Monarch on the mat, Davis grabs him by the hair and repeatedly slams the back of his head into the mat.
Fortune: Nathaniel Davis is bouncing Monarch's head off the mat like a basketball!
Davis lifts Monarch back up to his feet. Irish whip by Davis, reversed by Monarch right into a short knee to the gut. With Davis bent at the waist, Monarch gets behind Davis and drops him on the back of his head with a high angle belly to back suplex.
Hunt: Oochie wally! Can we say "concussion?"
Monarch lifts Davis up and shoves him into the corner. Monarch first starts out with hammering forearms shots to the head. Davis is beat down into a seated position. Monarch then backs up, charges in and nails Davis in the face with a running knee.
Fortune: My goodness! That must have knocked out some teeth!
Monarch lifts Davis up to his feet. Monarch whips him diagonally across the ring to the opposite corner. Monarch charges in, but Davis gets a boot up that catches Monarch in the face. Monarch turns around, staggering and grabbing his jaw. Davis charges out of the corner, hooks Monarch's head and drops him with a bulldog.
Fortune: Down goes Monarch face first!
Nathaniel Davis rolls Monarch over and gets on top of him. The Entertainment Franchise pummels Monarch with right hands to the head. The fans cheer as Davis gets back up to his feet. Irish whip by Davis. Davis goes to scoop up Monarch coming off the ropes, but Monarch floats over and lands on his feet behind him. Monarch with a rear waistlock drops Davis with a release German suplex.
Hunt: Damn! Monarch is so good in the ring, it's scary!
As Davis slowly gets up to his feet, Monarch charges at him and clotheslines him, sending him over the top rope and out of the ring.
Fortune: Uh oh, this is going to the floor!
Hunt: I like to do it on the floor!
Monarch leaves the ring and goes to the floor. Monarch lifts up Davis and slams his face into the steel ring post. Monarch, cold and calculating, lifts Davis up and drops him face first down onto the nearby steel steps.
Fortune: Vicious!
Monarch goes to whip Davis to the steel guardrail. Davis hits the steel hard. Monarch charges toward his opponent, but Davis counters with a drop toe hold that drops Monarch's face right into the steel rail.
Fortune: What a counter!
Hunt: Come on Monarch!
The CareerMaker lifts a bloody Monarch up to his feet. Davis hooks both of Monarch's arms from behind and drops him on the back of his head with a release tiger suplex on the Coliseum floor.
As Referee Sonny Bright checks on Monarch, Davis goes to the front row of the crowd. The fans around him go crazy as the security guards try to keep the fans away. As Monarch slowly gets up to his feet, Davis hops onto the steel rail, jumps off, going for a diving clothesline. But Monarch grabs the nearby ring bell and just blasts Davis in the face with it.
Hunt: Ding! Monarch just rang Davis’ bell!
Davis tries to get up, but ends up crawling on his hands and knees. Monarch grabs a steel chair and waffles Davis in the back with it. Davis, despite the pain, tries to get back up. But Monarch drops the Entertainment Franchise down again, this time with a chairshot to the head.
Fortune: Simply brutal!
Hunt: That's why Monarch is da man!
The fans boo as Monarch points to their fallen hero. Davis pulls himself up using the ring apron. Monarch holds the chair high above his head, measuring him up for one more lethal chairshot. But Davis reaches to the corner and grabs an iron wrench used to tightened the ring ropes.
Fortune: Davis with an iron wrench shot to the midsection of Monarch!
Monarch drops the chair and is bent over in pain. Davis quickly grabs Monarch's head and drops him on his head onto the chair with a DDT. Davis goes for a cover on the floor.
1...2…
Fortune: Kick out by Monarch!
The CareerMaker, with the crowd behind him, looks under the ring...and pulls out a table.
Fortune: What? A table? Who left that under the ring?
Davis sets up the table at ringside near the rampway. Davis drags Monarch and lays him on the table.
Hunt: This doesn't look good!
With Monarch laying on the table on the floor several feet from the ring, Nathaniel Davis slides back into the ring. As the fans are on their feet, Davis backs up away from Monarch. Davis then runs to the ropes, hops onto the top rope and leaps off with a springboard Lo Down frog splash (D'Lo style, also done by CIMA in Japan, known as Mad Splash)....
Fortune: Monarch rolls out of the way! Nathaniel Davis goes through the table! Holy Jazmin Andrea!
Both men are laying at the mouth of the rampway. Monarch pulls himself up to his feet. Monarch covers the CareerMaker.
1...2…
Fortune: Kick out by Nathaniel Davis!
Hunt: Stay down!
Monarch lifts Davis back up to his feet as both men are worn down. Monarch whips Davis to the steel steps.
Fortune: This is taking a toll on both men! What would a sanctioned match be like?
Hunt: One word: painful!
Monarch drags Nathaniel Davis toward the announcer table, along the way, slamming his face against the apron, the guard rail, whatever is nearby. Monarch drags Davis up onto the table.
Fortune: Both men are standing on the table in front of us!
Hunt: This isn't the kind of table dance I like!
Monarch, holding Davis by the hair, looks to the booing crowd and signals for the Imperial Impalement (Emerald Fusion, scoop up, hold opponent upside down to the side of your body, then drop down, driving their head down, kind of like a snow plow, but much higher impact)
Fortune: No! If he hits this, we might not ever have a sanctioned match!
Monarch goes to scoop up Davis, but the Entertainment Franchise floats over behind him. Monarch turns around. Davis fights back with right hands to the head. Monarch is wobbling, nearly falling off the table. Davis reaches down, grabs a glass out of the hand of Alex Hunt.
Hunt: Hey! That's my drink!
Davis smashes the glass over the head of Monarch. Monarch is about to fall backwards, off the table. But Davis grabs his head and pulls it down. Davis hooks Monarch's waist and lifts him up in the air over his shoulder. Davis turns 90 degrees and slams Monarch down off the table down to the arena floor with a dominator.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! Nathaniel Davis just dominated Monarch off the table to the floor!
With Monarch on the floor in front of the table, Davis stands near the edge of the table, does a "D'Lo" head waggle while holding his arms in a "Jeff Hardy" gun pose, then in one fluid motion, drops off the table and comes down across the throat of Monarch with the Chart Topper legdrop. Nathaniel Davis with the cover.
1…2…
Fortune: Three! Nathaniel “Entertainment Franchise” Davis wins this impromptu unsanctioned match!
Hunt: He may have won tonight, but Monarch wasn't ready! Enjoy it now, CareerMaker. Once Monarch is signed to the GZW, your days will be numbered!
---Arriving at GZW Coliseum---
The camera catches up with the lovely Forever as she walks towards her locker room and decides to follow her.
Hunt: This could be interesting!
Fortune: Alex!
Forever turns and smiles at the camera giving it a little wave and blowing it a kiss and she opens the door to her locker room. As she opens the door she is facing the camera so she doesn’t notice the figure dressed in completely black form fitting leather clothing along with a black mask that covers all of the obviously female attacker’s features. Forever turns around and is immediately belted across the jaw right with a right hook dropping her to the ground.
Fortune: Ohmigosh! Someone is attacking Forever!
Hunt: And that someone is a girl! A very nicely curved girl at that!
The Mystery Woman pulls Forever to her feet and knees her in the stomach before pulling her into the locker room and slamming her into the wall. Forever falls over clutching her abdomen after a well-placed kick with the knee high, high heeled boots of the attacker. Forever catches the mystery women off guard with a quick shot to the stomach as well and then leaps up trying to rip off the mask covering the woman’s face.
Fortune: Forever is fighting back!
Morris: Whatever good that is going to do her!
Forever gets her hands slightly under the back of the mask seemingly gripping the assailant’s hair before being met rudely upside the head with a stiff strike by the mystery girl’s leather clad knuckles to Forever’s ear. Sincere’s wife retracts her attack and brings her attention to her now bleeding ear. The Mystery Woman has seemingly had enough of this rumble and grips Forever by the back of her hair and slams her first face first into the wall then charges across the length of the dressing room and pulls Forever off her feet by her hair and javelins her face first into the full length mirror shattering the glass from the wall. The girl in black laughs in an evil distorted voice, obviously caused by some mechanical device. She then drops down on her knees besides the downed and bleeding Forever, who is screaming and holding at her face.
Fortune: This is sickening!
Mystery Woman in a digitally generated voice: Forever sweetie, pay back is a bitch isn’t it? I didn’t want it to come to this but your family just had to piss my man off. Welcome to the beginning of hell dear.
The woman hunches over and kisses Forever on the forehead and stands up walking backwards, in the background you can hear Davis calling Forever’s name.
Mystery Woman: Shit.
The Mystery Woman takes off, running like a bat out of hell. A moment later Nathaniel Davis, fresh from his match, runs into the locker room instantly dropping and cradling his downed little sister.
Davis: What the hell happened?! Who did this?!
Forever weakly mutters something about mystery attacker, Davis looks to the door where he came in and yells out a long string of threats and curses. The camera focuses in on Forever’s hands as Davis tends to her and the EMTs rush in. A few strands of brown hair with blonde streaks rest in between Forever’s fingers from when her hands went under the attacker’s mask.
Fortune: Brown hair with blonde streaks? The mystery woman has blonde hair?
Hunt: I know that color of hair! That’s the same shade as Steph’s!
Fortune: What? Steph is Magic’s girlfriend! Steph and Magic wouldn’t do something as horrible as this to get revenge would they?
Hunt: Stranger things have happen around GZW!
---Len “The
Lizard” DeBray vs. “Last Man Standing” Cravin Morehead---
Fortune: Our first sanctioned match tonight pits that maniacal Len DeBray against the “Last Man Standing” Cravin Morehead, a former Extreme Champion!
Hunt: Until he got his brains beat out of him by Wicked Ways at the Deceit pay per view! Hehee!
Len comes out first, bag in hand and looks ready for his match. The fans boo the rulebreaker. A fan’s sign read, “Never Better Than Me! Never Better Than Anyone Else!”
Cravin comes out next to a smattering of cheers from the fans who admire his reckless extreme style. A fans sign reads, “No more extreme matches? Say it ain’t so, Cravin?!"
Fortune: Well Len is getting a shot at who many people think is the greatest Extreme champ in GZW history!
Hunt: Says who? That's a bunch of baloney! Big Country's the greatest of all time!!!
Both men lock up and Cravin comes up on top with a head lock but gets pushed off to the ropes by Len. As the former Extreme Champ comes back Len nails him with a clothesline. “The Lizard” picks up Cravin and drops him in a powerbomb. Len picks up Cravin again, but this time Cravin fights out. Cravin with a flurry of punches followed by an Irish whip. Len off the ropes. Cravin with a spinebuster drops the Len.
Cravin jumps to the apron. He waits as Len gets back up to his feet. Cravin springboards off the top rope and into a clothesline, leveling Len.
Fortune: Down goes DeBray! But wait!
Running down the aisle is Zeke who slides in the ring and tackles Len. The Ref Sonny Bright calls for the bell as Len and Zeke roll on the mat fighting.
Herbert Torres: Referee Sonny Bright has disqualified Cravin Morehead for interference.
Fortune: That’s not fair! Cravin had nothing to do with Zeke coming down and jumping Len!
Hunt: Right! We are actually suppose to believe that, Kandi!
Cravin does not look happy and walks over to the brawl and then begins to attack Zeke for his interference. But then Len attacks the former Extreme Champ. Suddenly all three men start to go at it in the center of the ring.
Fortune: All hell is breaking lose in the ring!
Hunt: Uncontrolled carnage! Woohoo!
Zeke rolls out of the ring beehiving it toward Len’s bag as Cravin and Len are still going at it in the ring. Zeke grabs the bag and hightails it up the rampway, laughing like a child at a candy store.
---Commercial
Break---
Smooth is in his flat, watching the football. Suddenly the
phone rings. He reaches over.
Smooth:
"Hello?"
Baz (on phone):
"Hello. What you doin'?"
Smooth:
"Watching the game, havin' a bud! What you doin'!"
Baz:
"Watching the game, havin' a bud!"
Smooth:
"True."
Baz:
"True"
Magic (on smooth's intercom):
"Whazaaaap?"
Baz:
"Who's that?"
Smooth:
"Pick the phone up!"
Magic picks up his mobile.
Smooth:
"Whazaaaaap?"
Baz:
"Whazaa aaap!"
Magic:
"Whaz aaaaap!"
Baz:
"Hey, where's Crystal?"
Crystal:
"I'm right here... and if the three of you don't shut up, the only things
going up will be your balls when I kick them! This silliness stops now!"
Smooth, Baz, and Magic all sulk...
---Commercial
Ends---
---Television
Championship Match: Dameon vs. Fubu---
Fortune: Up next, Fubu will put his GZW Television Title on the line against the first ever TV Champion, Dameon. This should be a great matchup between to great competitors!
Hunt: But what about Maxx Pain? He is in the building tonight!
With the GZW TV title around his waist, the “Painkiller” Fubu walks down the rampway to a chorus of cheers from the crowd and the intro music of “Rap Superstar” by Cypress Hill. A fan’s sign reads, “Fubu—the GZW giantkiller!” Fubu steps through the ropes ready for his match.
"Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down plays on the Coliseum speakers as the challenger Dameon makes his entrance. The crowd boos the former TV champ as he glares at Fubu with contempt.
The two men look at each other, focused and determined. The bell sounds for the start of the match. Both men circle the ring, cautious of the other. The two men tie up. Fubu grabs the arm of Dameon, twists it and applies a hammerlock from behind. Dameon with a back elbow to the face breaks the hold. Dameon runs and bounces off the ropes for momentum. Fubu catches Dameon coming off the ropes and goes for a hiptoss, but Dameon blocks it and counters with a hiptoss of his own, taking down the TV Champ. Fubu gets up to one knee, a look of respect in his eye as Dameon stands in a slightly crouched ready stance.
Fortune: What intensity!
Hunt: What you won some gold medals in the Olympics too?
Fubu and Dameon move in toward each other, this time Fubu takes down Dameon with an armdrag into a hammerlock on the mat. Dameon gets up to his feet. Fubu still has Dameon by the arm. Irish whip by Fubu. Dameon bounces off the ropes and ducks a Fubu clothesline. Dameon bounces off the far ropes. Fubu with a dropkick drops the challenger. Dameon gets up slowly, looking at Fubu as if to say, "nice move".
Fortune: Both men are showing a great deal of respect! I’m surprised at Dameon!
Hunt: Oh screw respect! Tear the other's head off!
Both men are up to their feet and move in once again. This time, Dameon with a knee to the midsection to gain the advantage. Dameon with a series of right hands to the head of the champ followed up with a crisp snap suplex. With Fubu down, Dameon bounces off the ropes and then drops a knee to the forehead. Dameon with a cover, but Fubu kicks out at one.
Dameon lifts Fubu up to his feet. Irish whip by Dameon, reversed by Fubu. Dameon bounces off the ropes and Fubu takes him down with a drop toe hold. With Dameon face down on the mat, Fubu gets up and quickly drops an elbow to the small of the back. The TV champ then lifts Dameon up and drops him on his back again with a belly to back suplex.
Fortune: Nice move by Fubu to work on the back of Dameon!
Fubu lifts Dameon up and drops him with a vertical suplex. With the challenger on the mat, Fubu bounces off the ropes and drops an elbow across the chest. Fubu lifts Dameon up to his feet and lays in several chops to the chest. Fubu with a whip sends Dameon to the corner. Fubu charges in, but Dameon with a back elbow to the face stops the champ. Fubu stumbles backwards holding his mouth. Dameon charges at Fubu with a clothesline and sends the champ flipping in the air.
Fortune: What a clothesline from Dameon!
Fubu is lifted up to his feet by Dameon. Irish whip by Dameon. Dameon drops his head for a back body drop. Fubu counters with a sunset flip for a pinning combination. But Dameon flips out of it at one and then rolls up Fubu for a pin. Fubu kicks out at one. Both men get up to their feet. Fubu with a small package for the pin. But Dameon kicks out after one.
Fortune: These near falls are taking their toll on both men by having to kick out!
Hunt: Just give the belt to Maxx Pain then!
Both men get up to their feet. Dameon charges at Fubu near the ropes. But Fubu counters with a back body drop that elevates Dameon up and over the top rope, but Dameon lands on his feet on the apron. Fubu turns to face Dameon. Fubu with a right hand, but it is blocked by Dameon. Dameon fires off a right hand of his own to stun the champ. Dameon then hooks Fubu's head and suplexs him out of the ring.
Fortune: The champ goes crashing down to the floor!
As Fubu gets up slowly on the floor, Dameon gets back in the ring. Dameon runs, bounces off the ropes and dives out through the ring ropes, taking down Fubu with a suicide dive.
Fortune: What a move by the challenger!
Hunt: Yeah! Dameon must think he is one of his son’s or something!
The fans are on their feet after the exciting high risk manuever. Dameon lifts Fubu up and rolls him into the ring. As Fubu gets up slowly in the ring, Dameon climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Dameon leaps off for a double axhandle, but Fubu catches him by the waist and slams Dameon down to the mat with a belly to belly suplex.
Fortune: What a counter by the champion!
Fubu lifts up Dameon. Fubu lifts up Dameon in a vertical suplex position, then drops him on his head with a brainbuster. Fubu with the cover.
Fortune: This could do it!
1…2…
Fortune: No! Kick out by Dameon! So close!
Hunt: It will take more than a brainbuster to beat a former Dark Storm Rising member!
Fubu lifts Dameon up and whips him to the ropes. Fubu catches Dameon coming off the ropes and slaps on the sleeper. But Dameon gets out of it by reaching back and grabbing Fubu's head, then dropping down onto his butt with a jawbreaker. Fubu stumbles backward holding his jaw. Dameon gets up to his feet, kicks Fubu in the midsection, then drops him on his head with a DDT. Dameon with the cover.
Fortune: We could have a new champion!
1…2…
Fortune: No! Kick out by Fubu!
Dameon, now with the advantage, lifts Fubu up to his feet. Dameon with several stinging right hands. Irish whip by Dameon. He catches Fubu coming off the ropes and drops him with a tiltawhirl backbreaker. Dameon with another cover.
1…2…
Fortune: Fubu kicks out again!
Hunt: Come on, Dameon!
Dameon cannot believe it. He lifts up Fubu again to his feet. Irish whip by Dameon. Fubu bounces off the ropes. Dameon with a clothesline, but Fubu ducks it. Fubu bounces off the far ropes and nails Dameon with a...
Fortune: Burning Sensation (spear to opponent’s side)!
Both men get up slowly to their feet. Fubu gets up first and waits for Dameon. As Dameon gets up, Fubu kicks him in the midsection, hooks both his arms in a double underhook, then lifts him up and drives Dameon down to the mat with a tiger driver. The cover by Fubu.
1…2…
Fortune: 2 and 49/50ths! That was so close!
Fubu lifts Dameon up and drops him down with a scoop slam. With the challenger on the mat, Fubu looks to the crowd and goes up to the top rope. But as Fubu climbs up…
Fortune: Look! Maxx Pain is coming down to the ring with a steel chair! What is he doing here?
Hunt: Maybe he wants to get a ringside seat!
The arrival of Pain catches Fubu’s attention. Fubu looks at Pain as he stands on the top turnbuckle. This gives Dameon enough time to recover. Dameon goes over to Fubu on the turnbuckle. Dameon with several right hands stuns him. Dameon climbs up to the top turnbuckle and superplexes Fubu off the top. But as they hit the mat, Fubu somehow rolls up Dameon in a small package.
Fortune: Fubu with the pin after the superplex!
1…2…
Hunt: No! Dameon kicks out!
Dameon and Fubu both get up to their feet. Dameon with a scoop up, but Fubu floats over and lands behind him. Fubu with a rear waistlock on Dameon. Fubu runs towards the ropes while still holding onto Dameon from behind, going for a rollup. But Dameon hangs onto the ropes, causing Fubu to roll right off. As Dameon is standing near the ropes…
Fortune: Maxx Pain with a chair shot to the head of Dameon! And Referee Donald Fey did not see it!
Hunt: Maxx Pain with some revenge on Dameon from last week when Dameon cost Pain the TV title!
Dameon stumbles backwards, dazed from the chair shot. Fubu hooks Dameon from behind in a reverse DDT position, then Fubu twists his body and opponent into a diamond cutter, also known as a roll the dice.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! The cover by Fubu!
1…2…
Fortune: Three! Fubu is still the TV champ! Fubu has retained the TV Title, thanks in part to Maxx Pain and the steel chair!
Hunt: What are you talking about? Dameon’s head ran into Pain’s chair! It’s not Maxx Pain’s fault!
As Fubu has his hand raised in victory and is given the GZW TV title belt, Pain slides into the ring with his steel chair. He slams the chair into the ribs of Dameon over and over again.
Fortune: Maxx Pain with the brutal attack on Dameon! Hasn’t he done enough by costing him the chance at the TV title?
Hunt: Well Maxx Pain is really a great guy! He just wants to keep on giving!
As Pain is assaulting Dameon with the chair, Fubu turns around. The TV champ goes over to Pain and shoves him away from the fallen Dameon. Pain has a few words for Fubu, then swings the chair at his head. The TV champ ducks it. Fubu then fires back with rapid fire right hands then follows up with a jumping clothesline that sends Pain out of the ring.
Fortune: Fubu to the rescue of Dameon! Who would have thought!
Hunt: What an ungrateful little snot! Pain basically handed him the title and this is the thanks he gets?
The fans cheer as Fubu helps Dameon up to his feet. Pain slowly makes his way up the ramp, pointing toward the ring at Fubu and Dameon.
Fortune: Something tells me that this isn’t over!
---Backstage---
{Giggles/Wylder is backstage eating
donuts off a plate in the Cafeteria. G/W picks up the second last one, and outs
it in his mouth, and eats it slowly, with his mouth open. Just as he is about
to take the last one, a long, hairy arm grabs it from the plate, it’s Nazal Haire!
Nazal eats the last donut, as G/W stares angrily. G/W gets up and shoves Nazal
backwards, and starts punching him and smashing his head against the table,
then he hits the Giggle Drop/Wylde Descent. He brings him up against the wall
and starts beating on him. Just then, the door opens, and Willie Haire struts
in sporting his new designer gear, and sees his dad getting beat up.}
Willie: Daddy!!!! Make him stop!!!
{G/W turns around, sees Willie and then continues to beat down Nazal.
Willie loosens his tie, then takes a step back, and charges at G/W, who moves,
and Willie splats his dad against the concrete wall with an inadvertent Heat
Seaking Moisture Missile!! (GORE!GORE!GORE!) The scene fades to black with
Willie nearly crying and G/W laughing his head off.}
---Tag Team Championship Match: Freak Mauler and Lance Hell vs. Risky Gold---
Fortune: Our next match will feature Freak Mauler and Lance Hell taking on the Tag Team Champions, Epic and Diamond Sledge, Risky Gold. Mauler and Hell proven last week that they could hold their own against the Tag Champs, but have been very silent since then!
Freak and Lance come down the rampway first to a loud heel pop. The vicious team pays the crowd no attention as they climb into the ring.
Next comes Risky Gold with the Championship belts around their waist. Diamond and Epic are focused on the match at hand as the crowd cheers them on.
Fortune: This is going to be another very physical matchup!
Hunt: This time Mauler and Hell are going to walk out of here with Tag Team gold!
Lance and Epic start off the match for their teams. Both men tie up and Epic locks in a hammerlock. Lance with two back elbows gets out of it. Lance bounces off the ropes, but Epic catches him and takes him over with a hiptoss. Lance gets back up and Epic sends him flipping with a clothesline. Epic, feeding off the energy of the crowd, whips Lance to the ropes. Epic drops his head, going for a back body drop. Lance grabs Epic's hair and tosses his head back into the mat.
Hunt: Lance Hell bounced Epic's head like a basketball!
Lance picks up Epic in a suplex, bounces him off the top rope and nails a slingshot suplex. Lance tags in his partner Freak. Freak lifts Epic to his knees and unloads a series of thunderous pinpoint kicks to the head and body. One wicked kick to the head drops Epic to the mat. Freak follows up the offense with consecutive elbow drops. Freak looks to the crowd. The fans respond with boos.
Hunt: Freak Mauler is vicious! He is great!
Freak lifts up Epic and applies a front facelock. Freak cranks on the neck of his opponent. Epic counters by grabbing Freak's leg and hitting a T-bone suplex. Epic makes it to the corner and tags in Diamond Sledge.
Fortune: Here comes Diamond! What a physical specimen he is!
Hunt: The guy used to live in a garbage bin!
Diamond and Freak stare down each other. They go to lock up, but Diamond grabs and twists Freak's arm. Diamond twists the arm and nails a hook kick to the face. Freak hits the mat. Diamond lifts up Freak and nails a lightening quick spinning backfist to the face, sending Freak to the corner. Diamond unloads a series of kicks in the corner. Diamond goes to whip Freak to the opposite corner. Freak slides and gets up before hitting the corner. Diamond charges in. Freak elevates Diamond and drops him face first onto the top turnbuckle.
Fortune: What a counter by Freak Mauler! All four of these men are making quite a showing here tonight!
Freak lifts Diamond and drops him with a belly to back suplex. Freak tags Lance into the match. Freak drops Diamond with a falling suplex. Lance bounces off the ropes and nails a legdrop. Lance gets up and drives his boot into the throat of Diamond. Lance releases his boot off of Diamond's throat. Lance goes over and spits in the face of Epic. Epic tries to get into the ring, but Referee Paulie Newman stops him. With Ref Newman distracted, Lance holds Diamond while Freak comes into the ring. The two hit a spike piledriver with Ref Newman distracted.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! They just drove Diamond's head into the canvas!
The cover by Lance.
Fortune: This could do it!
1...2…
Fortune: Kick out by Diamond!
Hunt: It doesn’t matter! At the end of this match, we will have new Tag Team Champions!
Meanwhile, Epic hops off the apron. Freak gets out on the floor as well. The two fight out on the floor. The ref goes over to try to break up the melee.
Fortune: We have a serious situation on the floor here!
Hunt: That’s why Ref Newman is here!
Meanwhile back in the ring, Lance lifts up Diamond and whips him to the ropes. Diamond ducks a clothesline. Lance turns around. Diamond grabs his throat and drives him into the mat with a quick chokeslam. Diamond lifts up Lance and nails a high impact full nelson slam.
Fortune: The cover by Diamond, but Ref Newman is occupied with the action on the floor!
Hunt: Too bad! Newman is only one man!
Diamond gets up to the ropes. Lance reaches into his pants,pulling out a pair of brass knuckles. Diamond turns around and gets decked with a right hand. The ref does turn around and sees it, disqualifying Freak and Lance.
Fortune: Disqualification! Risky Gold retain the titles, but Lance and Freak are beating them down!
While Lance is hammering away on Diamond with the brass knuckles, Freak grabs a glass pitcher from the announce table and smashes it into the face of Epic. Freak grabs a chair and blasts Epic with it several times for good measure. Running down the rampway are the father and son team known as the Haires, Nazal and Willie.
Hunt: What are these backward idiots doing out here?
Fortune: Looks like they are coming for the save!
The Haires hit the ring in full stride. Freak and Lance quickly get out the ring, backing up the rampway smiling at their evil deed. Nazal and Willie check on the beaten Champions, helping the to their feet. The Haires hand Epic and Diamond the Tag Team belts as the crowd cheer the roof off.
Hunt: How sickening!
---FF dressing room---
Firefly is in his dressing room. It seems a lonely place without his mother or Celestia. He is practicing martial arts punches and kicks on a kick bag he has suspended from the roof. {thud} A heel kick, {thud, thud, thud, thud,thud} a series of roundhouses without putting his foot back on the floor,{thud} a spinning outside crescent kick, {thud, thud} a left jab; right hookcombo... suddenly there is a knock on the door. FF:"Hello?" The door opens and it is Hades and Aqua that walk in. FF:"Hello? What can I do for you?" Hades:"Well it's like this: I don't want to be a suspect in your investigation, so I've come to give you an alibi before you ask for it!" FF smiles, and beckons him to a chair. FF:"Thanks! I appreciate that!" Hades:"I'm not staying! I'm just here to make sure you know it wasn't me. I was in Hong Kong, like many others, when it happened. I was with Aqua, and the proof is the guestbook we signed. Feel free to check with the hotel." Aqua:"Yeah, we both signed it." FF:"Thanks guys, I appreciate it!" Hades:"No worries... I hope you find the person that did it." Hades and Aqua leave, and Firefly starts attacking the kick bag again.{thud} a flying kick that sends the bag high in the air, {thud} a left jab that stops it on its swing back... FF:"So do I... and soon! This is tearing me apart!"
---Extreme
Championship Match: Steel Cage Match: “Mr. HardKnocks” Majick vs. Big Country---
Fortune: Is it me, Alex, or is the GZW becoming more and more extreme? We have already seen Nathaniel Davis and Monarch in an unsanctioned No DQ match, Forever being brutally attacked by a mystery woman, and now this Extreme Title match between Majick and Big Country. The ring area will be surrounded by a 25 foot high steel cage. Some feds call it a "Hell in a Cell" but this will be far worse than hell!
Hunt: I’m always one for brutality, but even I have noticed it, Kandi!
As the cage is lowered around the ring, Majick makes his way to the ring. Mr. HardKnocks and Fox Giovianni are showered with boos. A fan's sign reads, "The Majick act ends tonight!" Majick enters the cage, checking the sturdiness of the steel.
Coming down the rampway as if he were shoot out of a cannon is the Extreme Champion, Big Country. Country shoves Fox the hell out of the way and gets into the cage. Country goes to Majick and starts the match with a flurry of punches.
Fortune: I guess this match is already underway!
Country rocks the head of Majick with powerful right hands. Country grabs Majick head and slams his face into the steel cage. Country then rolls his challenger into the ring. Country gets on the apron and then climbs onto the turnbuckle as Majick slowly gets to his feet. Majick turns around and Country levels him with a flying clothesline off the top rope.
Fortune: Big Country is on fire here in the early going!
Hunt: Don't worry, Majick will put him in his place before this match is done!
Country beats down Majick in the corner with rapid right hands and stomps to the midsection. Country whips Majick into the opposite corner. Country charges in. Majick with a back elbow catches Country in the face. Majick charges at Country, but the Champ takes Majick up and over with a back body drop.
Fortune: A hard fall for Mr. HardKnocks!
Majick quickly rolls out of the ring. Fox, outside the cage, tries to comfort her client with words. Country does not wait for Majick to get back in the ring. Country runs and dives through the ropes, wiping out Country with a suicide dive. The fans are going crazy.
Fortune: Big Country will do anything to retain the Extreme title!
Country hammers Majick at ringside with punches and slamming his face into the steel. Majick fights back with a rake of the eyes. Majick then drop toe holds Country, sending his face into the steel cage.
Hunt: Yeah! Go Majick!
Majick takes Country and whips him to the door of the cage. Outside, Fox unlocks the door. Majick drags Country out of the cage and hammers the Extreme Champion with stiff right hands. But Country fights back with right hands of his own. Majick is reeling. Majick climbs up the side of the cage.
Fortune: Where is he going? Is he running away from Big Country?
Hunt: Majick is smart. He is just buying some time!
As Majick climbs up the cage, Country gives chase. Both men make it to the top of the 25 foot high cage.
Fortune: That is quite a height there!
Both men brawl up on the top of the cage. Both men exchange right hands. The electricity in the Coliseum is incredible as the two men battle it out high atop the cage. Majick with a knee to the midsection gains the advantage. Majick then drops Country with a DDT on the roof of the cage.
Fortune: Ohmigosh! The roof of that cage might give way!
Majick drags Country to the edge of the cage. The fans are worried about both men being up so high and so close to the edge. Majick hooks both of Country's arms and double arm suplexes Country OFF THE CAGE AND CRASHING DOWN THROUGH A TABLE!!!
Fortune: HOLY JAZMIN ANDREA! Someone get the EMTs out here STAT!!!
Majick stands on the cage, looking down at the wreckage. Country lays motionless on the floor. EMTs quickly come out to check on Country.
Fortune: Look at that bastard Majick! He is up there smiling! He might have permanently crippled Big Country!
Hunt: That might have been the plan all along. Even I am in shock!
The EMTs try to get Country on the gurney, but he refuses medical attention.
Fortune: Big Country...he is getting up! Can you believe it?! Big Country is back up!
Hunt: My god! Hey, I am not the biggest Big Country fan anymore, but even I can tell you he should not be getting back in this match!
Fortune: You are right, Alex. One more bump like that and he could be out for good!
The fans roar as Country climbs back up the cage. Majick looks down in shock. Country gets to the top. As he gets to the roof, Majick stomps away on Country. Majick lifts up Country and hits a vertical suplex onto the roof of the cage.
Fortune: Big Country's back is shot! And Majick knows it!
Majick drags Country to the edge of the cage once more.
Fortune: No! Not again!
But Country quickly gets up and hits a belly to belly suplex on Majick onto the roof of the cage. Majick slowly gets up and Country levels him with a clothesline. The fans are going wild. Country lifts up Majick. He looks to the crowd. Country lifts Majick up and powerbombs him THROUGH THE ROOF OF THE CAGE AND DOWN TO THE MAT OF THE RING 25 FEET BELOW!!!!
Fortune: GREAT STEPHON ELIJAH!!!! That panel of the roof gave way and Majick came crashing down!
Hunt: Monstrous!!!
Country stands on the top of the cage near the open part of the roof. The fans chant for Big Country. Country, feeling the energy, stands 25 feet above Majick. Majick lays on the mat, barely moving. Country looks up to the skies above.
Fortune: What is Big Country thinking? No...don't!
Country adjusts his right elbow pad and jumps through the hole in the roof of the cage going for an elbow drop...but Majick rolls out of the way.
Fortune: Ohmigosh! Big Country went for the biggest high risk move I have ever seen! But Majick rolled out of the way! Big Country might have busted his elbow on that!
Hunt: Kandi, I am speechless!
Referee Patricia Albertson checks both men. Majick slowly gets up. Majick with a few punches and then applies an armbar, working on the arm that Country landed on. Country drops to his knees in extreme pain and agony. But there is no quit in Country as he makes it to the ropes for a break.
Fortune: Big Country has shown his heart and determination time and time again, but never under circumstances like this!
Majick goes to the floor and grabs a chair. Majick gets back in the ring and BAM! A vicious chairshot to Country. Majick goes for the cover.
1...2...
Fortune: Kick out by Big Country! I guess it will take more than a two death defying falls and a chairshot to keep Big Country down!
Majick can't believe it. Majick slowly gets back up, still feeling the effects of his fall through the cage. Majick places the chair on the floor and sets up Country on the turnbuckle.
Hunt: Mr. HardKnocks is going for a superplex onto the chair!
Majick gets on the turnbuckle for a superplex. But Country fights him off with punches. Majick falls to the mat. Majick grabs the chair. Country leaps off the turnbuckle with a primal roar and dropkicks the chair into the face of Majick.
Fortune: Wow! What a move by Big Country!
Country with a cover. Ref Albertson with the count.
1…2…
Fortune: No! Big Country could not hook Majick's leg with his injured arm!
Fox gets into the cage and gets in the ring. The Bad Company manager hops onto the back of Country. Country throws her off as if she were an insignificant bug. Country stalks Fox in the ring as the manager cowers back to a corner. This gives Majick time to get behind Country and nail him with a low blow.
Hunt: Who says you can't find good help? Good job, Fox!
Majick hooks the waist of Country and takes him down with a release German suplex. Majick lifts up Country and hammers him with European uppercuts in the corner. Majick whips Country to the opposite corner. Country hops onto the top turnbuckle before he hits it, and leaps off with a turnaround clothesline, leveling Majick.
Fortune: Even after all he has been through in this match, Big Country can pull off a move like that? Incredible!
Hunt: Big Country was a member of the stable, CHAOS THEORY ©!
Country lifts up Majick. Country with punishing right hands. Majick is wobbling. Whip by Country. Majick ducks a clothesline. Country turns around. Majick with a kick to the midsection and drops the…
Fortune: Rabbit From A Hat (stunner)! Majick pulled off the Rabbit From A Hat! But does he have enough to cover Big Country!
Both men lay on the mat, each one's tank nearly on empty. Majick rolls over and covers Country with a hand across the chest.
1…2...
Fortune: Big Country gets a shoulder up! The Extreme Champ is still in it!
Majick cannot believe it. Majick lifts Country to his feet. Majick has Country set up for a piledriver on the chair. But Country counters with a back body drop. The fans are going absolutely crazy. Country whips Majick to the ropes. Country with a spinebuster on the chair. The fans are on their feet. Country lifts up Majick in a gorilla press and then drops him into the...
Fortune: CVD! The Country Valley Driver (death valley driver)! This might do it!
1…2…
Fortune: Three! Big Country retains the Extreme title! Can you believe it? Big Country pulls out the victory after taking that near fatal fall! What heart shown by both Majick and Big Country!
Hunt: Majick was robbed!
Ref Albertson goes to give Country the Extreme belt but Majick gets to his feet and yanks the title from her hands. He looks at the belt, looks at Country evilly, and walks over to the Champ. Fox silently exits the cage, making her way up the rampway.
Fortune: I hope Majick isn’t going
to do what I think he is?
Majick hands Country the belt,
extending his hand to shake. The crowd explodes with shouts of “G-Z-W”. As
Country shakes the hand of Majick, the tune of “Dig” by Mudvayne rips
throughout the Coliseum. The Zero-tron flashes the letters “HKWF” as scenes of
unfamiliar people wrestling. One scene shows Gideon with his barbed wired
wrapped gloves beating down a bloodied wrestler’s face. The next scene is of a
huge massive Black man delivering an elevated cradle neckbreaker to a smaller
Asian man onto a barbwired enclosed ring, while two other men lay unconscious
on the bloodstained canvas. Finally the scene switches to Monarch, covered from
head to toe in blood. He is holding up the HKWF Heavyweight belt in his right
hand and the British flag in his left.
Fortune: What is that power mad
man doing out here?
Hunt: John Profit could be your
new boss in the next coming days, Kandi! You best watch what you say!
Profit steps onto the entranceway,
met by Fox, flanked on either side by The StormRiders, “Outlaw” Wales and Prey.
Profit is dressed in his normal casual attire of a Nike warmup suit, this one
being white. Microphone in hand, Profit begins to speak.
Profit: Tsk, tsk. I give you the
chance to prove yourself again, Mychael, and what do you do? You lose to an
idiot that calls himself Big Country. Then you have the balls to shake his hand
when he beats the hell out of you!
Fortune: Nothing is wrong with
that! Majick is just acknowledging Big Country’s abilities as an Extreme
Champion!
Hunt: Who the hell is Mychael?
Profit: Did you think I was just
going to hand you the Extreme title, Mychael? You know the code of the
HKWF—“Only The Strong Survive”. You failed and so now you must be dealt with,
HKWF style!!
With that the StormRiders run down
the rampway and enter the steel cage going right toward Majick. Country backs
away to watch the impending massacre. Majick rushes the two men but is met with
a big boot from Outlaw. Prey lifts him up and drops him back down with a
dropkick. Outlaw picks Majick up by his hair, spits into his face, and slings
him to the opposite force with an Irish whip. Majick comes back and Outlaw
drops him with a spinebuster (Farroaq style). Prey runs to the opposite rope,
bounces off, and Outlaw lifts him high into the air.
Fortune: They are destroying
Majick! And Big Country is just standing idly by watching!
Hunt: If Mr. Profit has his way,
the entire roster of GZW best be ready for this brand of justice!
Outlaw drops Prey onto Majick with
an elbow drop to Majick’s face. Outlaw picks up the chair in the ring and slams
away on Majick’s legs. On the entranceway, Profit is about to speak when Gideon
pushes past him and Fox, running toward the ring. Gideon is dressed in jeans
and shirt. Instead of his barbed wired gloves, he is wielding a Singapore cane.
Hunt: Who invited him to the
party? He was banned from the Coliseum!
Fortune: Gideon is the HKWF
equivalent of GZW’s own “Fairplay Enforcer” Firefly!
Gideon gets into the ring and
cracks a blow over Outlaw’s thick skull. Not stopping with just one blow,
Gideon hits Outlaw in the back of the knees, dropping the man to his knees.
Prey turns around just in time to get smacked across the face with the cane,
losing a mouthful of blood at the same time. Gideon checks on the downed Majick
never seeing the Extreme Champion walking up behind him.
Fortune: Gideon has taken out the
StormRiders!
Hunt: Yeah, but what is Big
Country doing?
Country grabs the HKWF wrestler,
lifts him up, and drops him with the CVD.
Fortune: Big Country has just
dropped Gideon with his CVD!
Hunt: Big Country is just showing
that HKWF punk what Extreme is all about! Big Country is the Extreme Champion!
---Lez and Firefly---
Celestia arrives at the GZW arena, and pulls up right next to Firefly's tasteless sports car with flames down the side. She gets out the car, grabbing her painted steel folding chair before striding down the corridor with what appears to be a purpose. She gets to Firefly's locker room and knocks with confidence. (From inside) Firefly:"Hello?" Lez enters. Firefly:"Lez... um, hi! How are you? Haven't... um... seen you for a few days." Lez:"I've been busy! And one of the things I've done recently is visit yourfriend and mine, Sincere!" Firefly:"You did WHAT?" Lez:"Well he is constantly conspicuous by his absence here until he interferes in the main events! So I thought I'd pay him a visit!" Firefly:"On your own!" Lez:"Fuck you Murakame! I'm not some helpless damsel in distress! I can look after myself, thank you!" Firefly:"Yeah... sorry. What did he say?" Lez:"Well that's he thing, he was polite, cordial, and even welcoming... and I didn't like that!" Firefly raises an eyebrow. Lez:"I think it was Sincere, Sho! I think Sincere did it! His suave, yet cold attitude, bothered me! He brushed over the subject of your mum, and started chatting to me like I was an old friend! I didn't like it one bit! It reeked of guilt!" Firefly:"Did he have an alibi?" Lez:"Only Forever, and surely she would lie for him." Firefly:"So it's not a concrete alibi, and he glazed over the subject?" Lez:"Right." Firefly looks deep in thought. Firefly:"Sincere is one of the few men I would have thought was capable of psychologically tormenting someone with a deed as cruel as taking out my mum. Wicked Ways may be brutality personified, but it is Sincere who is devious evil personified... it DOES make sense that he would do a thing like that to put me off my game, take me out of the GZW title running, make me crumble. I think I need to talk to Sincere, and soon." Lez:"Right..." There is a brief, awkward silence. Neither of them move. Firefly:"Hey Lez, want a coffee? There's plenty in the pot."
Lez smiles and pours a coffee as the scene
fades.
---Commercial
Break---
---Five Way
Heavyweight Championship Match: Sincere vs. “The Enforcer” T-Rex vs. “The Fairplay Enforcer” Firefly vs. Wicked Ways vs. “Desert Storm” Magic---
Fortune: Here we go! Unplug your phones, turn off all cell phones and pagers, it's time for the five-way GZW World Title match!
Hunt: Oh boy! I can't wait! History will be made tonight!
The lights dim as Firefly makes his way down to the ring to “Fire” by Prodigy. The fans are on their feet as the exciting superstar walks down the aisle towards what could be, the second greatest night of his GZW career.
As FF loosens up in the corner, pulling on the ring ropes, the lights go out. The fans buzz in anticipation. As the lights go back on, the 7' 4", 487pound Wicked Ways stands in the ring.
“Sprach Zarathrusta” by Richard Strauss comes on and Sincere makes his way down the rampway to a chorus of boos. Sincere steps into the ring, looking cautiously at Ways, smirking at FF.
Fortune: These two are one sick, twisted and scary duo!
With just the three in the ring so far, Ways and Sincere do not wait to start the match. The two double team FF, pummeling him with punches, forearms, and stomps.
Fortune: Wicked Ways and Sincere are starting this one, with or without the other two men!
Running down the aisle, waiting to get a piece of the action are T-Rex and the Heavyweight Champion, Magic.
Fortune: The Enforcer and the Desert Storm are hightailing it to the ring to help out their friend, “The Fairplay Enforcer” Firefly!
Hunt: Just like last week, Firefly is getting the hell beat out of him! With all the talk on GZW TV this past week, I wouldn’t really call Firefly and Magic friends!
Rex and Magic slide into the ring and take the fight to the rulebreakers, with Rex hammering Ways with right hands and Magic punching Sincere. Rex with a clothesline near the ropes, sends Ways over the rope and down to the floor. Magic grabs Sincere by the head and tosses him over the top rope and down to the floor as well.
Fortune: Out goes both Wicked Ways and Sincere!
As FF gets up to his feet in the ring, Rex and Magic look at each other, both friends standing face to face. Magic winds back and hammers Rex with right hands. Rex also fires right hands of his own, both men trading blows. Magic with a rake to the eyes to gain the advantage. Irish whip by Magic, reversal by Rex. Magic comes off the ropes. Rex with a hiptoss takes down the Desert Storm. Magic gets up to his feet. FF comes over and nails Magic with a dropkick, sending him out of the ring.
Fortune: Out goes Magic!
As Ways, Sincere, and Magic are on the floor, Rex and FF look at each other. FF with several knife edge chops to the chest of the much taller Rex. Irish whip by FF. FF goes to hiptoss Rex coming off the ropes. But The Enforcer blocks it, and instead, clotheslines the hell out of FF with his free arm.
Fortune: Listen to these fans! They are definitely into this match!
Hunt: That little punk Firefly thought he could hiptoss T-Rex!
Rex lifts up FF to his feet. Irish whip by Rex. FF bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline. Instead of bouncing back off the far ropes, FF leaps over the top rope and wipes out Ways on the floor with a suicide dive.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea!
Hunt: You better save those "Holy Jazmin Andrea's" because you might say that a lot in this match!
As Ways and FF are laid out on the floor, Sincere and Magic slide into the ring. The two make a temporary alliance, double teaming Rex.
Fortune: Look at Sincere and Magic go to work on T-Rex! Vicious punches and kicks, beating him like a dog!
Hunt: I never thought I’d see the day that the Jade Dragon would help the little punk, Magic!
The two men lift up Rex and drop him with a double vertical suplex. Sincere then blatantly chokes Rex across the throat with his bare hands as Magic stomps on Rex.
Meanwhile on the floor, FF lifts Ways up to his feet. FF with several right hands to the large cranium of the massive superstar. FF goes for an Irish whip, but Ways reverses, sending FF crashing hard into the steel steps, sending the steps flying.
Hunt: Boom! Wicked gets the strike!
With FF laying in pain, clutching his shoulder, Ways steps into the ring. Sincere releases his choke on Rex. The two rulebreakers look at Magic as if they were two hungry wolves and he was a deer. Magic yells at the two to “bring it on!” Sincere and Ways, like two piranhas, jump on Magic, hammering him down to the mat with clubbing forearms.
Fortune: Wicked Ways and Sincere are seriously beating the crap out of Magic!
Hunt: They sure are working well together since they are both after the same thing---the Heavyweight title!
The rulebreakers whip Magic to the corner. Ways whips Sincere into the corner, Sincere with a clothesline in the corner. Sincere then whips Ways into the corner, Ways flattening Magic with a splash in the corner. Magic drops face first to the mat.
With Magic on the mat, Sincere climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Ways goes over to the corner and grabs Sincere, as if he was going to press slam him. Ways tosses Sincere across the ring and Sincere comes crashing down on the chest of Magic with an "assisted" diving headbutt.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! I've never seen that before!
Hunt: That's a UFS! Unidentified Flying Sincere!
As Sincere goes to lift up Magic, Rex gets up to his feet and attacks Sincere from behind with punches. As Sincere and Rex brawl in the corner, Ways goes to lift Magic to his feet. But Magic with the lowblow gains a temporary advantage. Magic goes for an Irish whip, but it is reversed by Ways. Magic comes off the ropes and gets nothing but a face full of boot.
Fortune: Wicked Ways with the massive big boot to the kisser!
Hunt: When will people realize that it is impossible to Irish whip Wicked Ways?
As Sincere is choking Rex in the corner with a boot across the throat, Ways sets up Magic for a powerbomb. Magic is lifted high in the air over the shoulders of Wicked Ways.
Fortune: Wait! Firefly is up and he's climbing to the top turnbuckle!
With Magic on the shoulders of Ways just moments away from a powerbomb, FF leaps off the turnbuckle and clotheslines Magic off the shoulders of an unexpecting Wicked Ways.
Fortune: Firefly with an unorthodox save to Magic!
Hunt: Hmmm! Clothesline from the Bugboy or a massive powerbomb from Wicked Ways? I see your point, Kandi!
Ways, angry at FF for interrupting his powerbomb, charges at FF with a clothesline. FF ducks. Ways turns around. FF with a dropkick, wobbles the big man.
Fortune: Wicked is still up!
FF with another dropkick, but Ways is still standing. Magic gets up to his feet. FF nails another dropkick as Magic adds a low leg sweep finally taking down the big man.
Fortune: What a combo by Magic and Firefly! Firefly with the dropkick and Magic with the leg sweep to take out the legs!
Magic then mounts the chest of the fallen giant and pummels him with a flurry of punches. Meanwhile, Sincere lifts Rex out of the corner and hammers him with right hands. Irish whip by Sincere. Sincere drops his head down for a back body drop. Rex comes off the ropes, puts on the brakes and capitalizes with a quick DDT, driving Sincere's head to the mat.
Rex with the cover on Sincere, but it is broken up by FF.
Rex and FF look at each other, tempers flaring. FF with a shove. Rex comes back with a shove of his own. The two men then explode, trading fast and furious punches.
Fortune: All hell has broken loose!
Hunt: That’s what I’m talking about, Kandi!
Magic, seeing the two go at it, gets up off of Ways. Being the opportunist, Magic sneaks up on both men, then charge at them, going to clothesline both of them. But Rex and FF turn to Magic and both men with back elbows to the face, drop the current Heavyweight Champion.
Fortune: Down goes Magic!
Rex and FF turn their attention to the current GZW World Champ. Both men whip Magic to the ropes. Rex and FF drop down for a double back body drop. But Magic bounces off the ropes and hops over both of them. Magic bounces off the far ropes and clotheslines both Rex and FF.
Hunt: Look at these goody goodies go at it! It gets no better than this!
Magic lifts FF up off the mat and tosses him out of the ring. Sincere, who was in the corner regaining his energy, goes to the floor to attack FF. Back in the ring, Magic lifts up Rex and drops him to the mat with a double arm suplex. As the fans are on their feet chanting for Rex, Magic lifts him up to his feet. Irish whip by Magic. Rex bounces off the ropes. Magic with a back elbow drops Rex to the mat.
As Wicked Ways gets up to his feet, Magic lifts up Rex. Magic with a rear waistlock, has Rex set up for a German suplex. But Ways gets behind Magic and applies a rear waistlock on Magic.
Fortune: What is this?
Ways, who has Magic in a rear waistlock, lifts Magic in a German suplex, as Magic still has Rex in a rear waistlock, resulting in a three man, double German suplex.
Fortune: Great Stephon Elijah! Wicked with a release German suplex on Magic as Magic also with a release German suplex on T-Rex! This is insane! It's like a car wreck in the ring!
Hunt: But it looks like Wicked came out unscathed!
Ways drags the bodies of Magic and Rex, laying them side by side on the mat as Sincere is pummeling FF with right hands on the Coliseum floor. Ways bounces off the ropes and...
Fortune: The End (big splash) on both Magic and T-Rex! Ohmigosh!
Ways with the cover on both Magic and Rex simultaneously.
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Fortune: Kick out by both men!
Ways yells out to Sincere. The Jade Dragon leaves FF bloodied on the floor and slides into the ring. Rex and Magic both get up slowly to their feet. Ways with double clotheslines drops both men back down. Sincere lines up both men side by side on the mat again. Ways lifts up Sincere in a gorilla press...
Hunt: This can't be good!
Ways pushes Sincere up in the air. Sincere comes dropping down on Magic and Rex. Sincere lays on both men for the cover.
Fortune: Sincere with the pin!
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Fortune: And Wicked Ways pulls Sincere off of them!
Hunt: No! Work together to wipe the mat with these good guy punks!
Ways lifts Sincere up to his feet. Sincere stands face to face with his large opponent.
Fortune: Looks like the union of Sincere and Wicked Ways is coming to an end!
The two begin to exchange blows in the center of the ring. Meanwhile, the fans are on their feet as FF has climbed up to the top turnbuckle.
Fortune: Look! There's Firefly! He's been out for a while since being busted open by Sincere out on the floor earlier!
Neither men see FF as he leaps off and nails Sincere with a missile dropkick, sending Sincere out of the ring.
Fortune: What hangtime on that missile dropkick!
As Sincere gets up on the floor, FF gets on the apron. FF with a kick to Sincere's chest, stunning him. FF hops onto the middle rope and wipes out Sincere with an asai moonsault.
Fortune: Firefly with that trademark high risk offense!
FF sits on Sincere's chest on floor, raining down right hands to the head. Meanwhile in the ring, Ways stands near the ropes, yelling at Sincere to get back up. Magic and Rex get back up to their feet. The two men sneak up behind Ways, lifts him up and drops the big man with a double belly to back suplex.
Fortune: It took two men to drop Wicked Ways with that belly to back!
Hunt: It will take the whole roster to defeat him!
With the big man down on the mat, Rex and Magic each grab a leg and make a wish, each man pulling on a leg, ripping at the "tender regions" of the massive Ways.
Hunt: Ouchie!
As the fans are going wild, Rex turns to Magic and just clothesline the hell out of Magic.
Fortune: Listen to these fans erupt!
Rex lifts up Magic to his feet. Rex unleashes stiff right hands, rocking the head of Magic. Irish whip by Rex. T-Rex catches Magic coming off the ropes and drives him down with a spinebuster.
Fortune: What a ring rattler!
Rex lifts Magic up to his feet. Rex with a kick to the midsection doubles Magic over at the waist. Rex bounces off the ropes and drops a wicked ax kick to the back of Magic's head.
Hunt: Yes! Friends don’t let friends drive drunk! Hell, friends don’t let friends have the Heavyweight Championship!
Rex looks to the crowd as he calls for the Extinction (reverse powerbomb). Rex lifts up Magic onto his shoulders. FF, seeing what the fans are cheering for, gets off of Sincere and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. FF leaps off and nails Rex in the chest with a dropkick than drops Rex backwards, which results in Magic being slammed backward onto the mat.
Fortune: An inadvertent assist by Firefly! Firefly with the dropkick knocked T-Rex backwards, which dropped Magic flat on his back!
FF gets on top of Magic for the cover.
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Fortune: Broken up by Wicked Ways!
Ways lifts up FF and clubs him with forearms. Irish whip by Ways. FF bounces off the ropes and ducks a Ways clothesline. FF bounces off the far ropes and leaps at Ways, going for a cross body. But Ways catches him and drops him across his knee with a rib breaker. Ways, still holding onto FF, stands up and drops the Fairplay Enforcer with a fallaway slam.
Angle: Ohmigosh! He tossed Firefly like a small child!
Hunt: So you go around tossing small children, Kandi?
The massive Ways lifts FF up to his feet. Ways grasps FF by the throat, lifts him high in the air...
Fortune: And down with a vicious chokeslam! Wicked Ways with the cover! We could have a new champ!
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Fortune: Broken up by T-Rex!
Rex lifts Ways up to his feet and blasts him with right hands. Irish whip by Rex, reversal by Ways. Ways catches Rex bouncing off the ropes and locks in...
Hunt: A bearhug! Wicked Ways with his massive arms, squeezing the very life out of him! I'm sorry T-Rex! Oooo! I am for real!
As Ways locks in the bearhug, Magic gets up to his feet. The Champ gets behind Ways and nails the big man in the "lower extremities" with a low blow. Ways releases Rex from the bearhug. Magic grabs Ways by the mask and tosses the giant over the top rope and out onto the Coliseum floor.
Fortune: Check the Richter Scale on that one!
As Sincere and Ways try to regroup on the floor and as FF slowly gets up in the ring, Magic and Rex, in the ring, start to unload punches on each other. Each man, firing off rapid rights and lefts. But it's The Enforcer who gains the upperhand, rocking Magic's head back with rapid fire rights.
Fortune: The current World Champion is reeling!
Rex with an Irish whip, reversed by Magic. Rex comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline by Magic. Rex rebounds off the far ropes and absolutely nails Magic with a spear.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! T-Rex with the spear! That must have given Magic whiplash!
With Magic on the mat, Rex looks to the crowd. Rex climbs up to the top turnbuckle and...
Fortune: T-Rex is walking the top rope! Is he going for a rope walk elbow drop?
Hunt: Isn’t that some old dudes “ol’school” move?
But Rex's rope walk is cut short as Ways gets up on the floor. Ways grabs Rex by the ankle and yanks him down. Rex comes crashing down to the steel guardrail.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! What a hideous bump taken by T-Rex! He went from walking the top rope to straight down to the steel rail!
Ways lifts Rex up on the floor and just beats down on the fallen fan favorite. Meanwhile, Magic is still down on the mat. FF looks to capitalize on the situation. The high flyer climbs up to the top turnbuckle.
Fortune: Firefly is going up top! We could be seeing the Napalm Bomb!
Hunt: Damn that little meddler!
As FF tries to balance himself on the top rope, Sincere climbs up to the apron and pulls apart the legs of FF. He falls onto the top turnbuckle and gets crotched.
Hunt: Oopsy! Firefly fell on his little fairplay balls!
With FF on the top turnbuckle, Sincere gets in the ring, then climbs up to the top turnbuckle as well. Sincere hooks both of FF's arms...
Fortune: Double arm DDT off the top by Sincere! This could do it! Firefly is out! Sincere with the cover!
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Fortune: Magic breaks up the count! What action!
A weary Magic lifts Sincere up to his feet. Magic with several European uppercuts to the head of Sincere. Irish whip by Magic, reversal by Sincere. Magic bounces off the ropes. Sincere goes to scoop up Magic, but Magic floats over and lands behind him. Sincere turns around, only to get kicked in the midsection, followed by....
Fortune: A stunner! Magic with the cover!
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Hunt: No!
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Fortune: Three! Magic has retained his GZW Heavyweight Championship!
Hunt: That little punk got lucky!
Hearing the bell sound, Ways turns his attention away from beating on Rex and looks to the ring to see Magic's hand raised in victory. A furious Ways, as quickly as a 7' 4", 487 lbs man can move, slides into the ring. Magic grabs the belt away from Ref Dark and leaves the ring. Magic makes his way back up the ramp with the belt held high. The irate big man grabs the top rope and rips it out in fury.
Fortune: “The Desert Storm” Magic is still the GZW World Champion! He has final legitimized his reign as the GZW Heavyweight Champion!
Hunt: Soon very soon Magic is going to feel the wickedness of Wicked Ways!
The show closes as the camera zooms in on Magic, standing on the stage area with the belt raised in victory. Behind him, the Zero-tron shows a roaring Wicked Ways.
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