Mr Showtime vs. Mark Evil
Reckoning vs. KC Burke vs. Scotty Callaway
Talon VS Rob Diamond in a street fight
{Adrenaline by 12 Stones begins blasting over your speakers as a video montage showing the past month of nCw action begins playing. The video ends with a shot of Reckless Jack and Lance Ryan face to face and explodes on screen in a blast of fire. We are taken to the arena where we see several thousand fans all on their feet cheering most holding up witty signs. Finally we settle in at the commentary table where Kelly Fox and Eric Hardy await. }
Eric Hardy: Welcome fans to nCw's Reborn pay per view, we have an amazing show lined up.
Kelly Fox: Exactly right, you will definitely be getting your money's worth, so have no fear. Every singles title is on the line.
Eric Hardy: Yeap, theoretically we could see every singles championship change hands tonight.
Kelly Fox: Talk about being Reborn…
Eric Hardy: No doubt.
Kelly Fox: Wait Hardy, I've just gotten word that something is going down.
(The camera cuts backstage to The Empire's locker room. Davey Ortega, Steve Awesome, Layla, Kelly Kaos, JFK, Sexy Jason, and Ortega's bodyguard Outcast are all standing. Davey is well dressed.)
Steve: You sure this is a good idea, man?
Davey: What do you mean?
Steve: Well, it's not like Kelly has ever been trustworthy.
Davey: I understand how you feel.
Layla: As long as she keeps her hands of Steve, I don't really give a damn.
Davey: You're not even part of The Empire...your just with him.
(Both Steve and Layla shoot Davey a look)
Davey: Sorry...it's just tonight is a huge night for us. JFK will finally win his National Title.
JFK: You're damn right. It's about time to, he has been dodging me for so long. I even have to put in more effort then needed to take out that dead weight piece of garbage John Anthony! I mean seriously, what has he done to be put into this match? He sucked at A Night To Remember and he sucks even worse now!
Davey: JFK, I promised you your crown and tonight is your opportunity to seize it. I have nothing but confidence that you will succeed. Steve Awesome is finally going to shut Trent Helms's mouth.
Steve: Yeah. I am going to send him back to Planet Helms, or Planet Vegeta, Galactuses Ass, The Beyonders Bosoms, or where ever the hell he claims to be from! I carried his ass in our tag team, and now he will finally be Awesomely Informed by Everybodies Hero!
Davey: The future World Champion speaks with such zeal! Sexy Jason, tonight you will dominate two nobodies, and Ricky Johnson. A win here, only pushes you up further in the rankings. Also, I believe I will begin lobbying for you to team up with my bodyguard to represent The Empire in the Tag Team division. How would you feel about that?
Sexy Jason: I would love to team up with him again. He dominated A Shot In The Dark, and crushed Dark Prophets head into his own title! As for my match tonight, I will not let The Empire down! The Sexy One will reign supreme!
Davey: Outstanding. As for me, I am going to introduce Knite to a whole new level of Knitemares. I'm going to show him why Kelly belongs with me. Speaking of her, we have to get ready to re induct the first member of The Empire back into our ranks.
Steve: You know, I have always been curious about that. Why her? Why was she the first member?
Davey: Steven, sometimes battles have to be fought on a political ground..and what better way than The Empire to remain dominate and unchallenged by having the bosses daughter in our ranks? Besides, I don't think my affections for her are a secret.
Steve: I see, thank you David. I only wish The Ace was here..just doesn't seem right with out him, you know?
(Davey smiles)
Davey: I'm glad you brought that up. Cast, bring it in.
(Outcast walks to the door, opens it and pulls in a life size card board cut out of The Ace. Davey smiles)
Davey: This way, it will almost be like he never left us. Except, you know..it can't speak, or wrestle..but if anything it looks good. It may even give us a since of unity, something that seemed to grow weaker after he departed for his honeymoon.
FK: Where did you find that?
Davey: eBay.
Sexy Jason: Dare I ask how much you paid for it?
Davey: An undisclosed amount.
Steve: That much?
Davey: It was worth it. Anyways, we have to go out to the ring. Hopefully those idiots should have everything set up. Outcast bring Ace, lets go guys.
(They all exit the room, Outcast goes last carrying the card board cut out of their absent stablemate and friend. The camera cuts back to the arena, where indeed the ring is set. A red carpet is over the ring, with plastic pillars in each corner with flowers adorned on them. Mr. Preston is already in the middle of the ring.)
Mr. Preston: Ladies and Gentleman, it is my great honor and privilege to introduce to you the most dominating stable in the history of nCw. THEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
(Queensryche ''Empire'' begins to play, as The Empire steps out, hearing the boos to which they are accustomed. They all stand and pose, as Outcast comes out the cut out. He stands it up on the entrance way and they all stand near it. Davey begins to walk first, everyone follows his lead. They all take the stairs. Outcast is the last to go in, and stand the cut out directly in the center. Mr. Preston hands the mic to Davey)
Davey: Did you hear that, Amber. That was a real introduction. Thank you Preston. I'm just glad that the lower society in the back have enough respect to not ruin this landmark event. Ladies and gentleman, it is I Davey Ortega, The Emperor of nCw. I am here tonight..not for you lowly insolent beings, the idiots in the back, or for the people who saved up for a month to see this at home. I am here tonight to introduce to you someone who I hold dear in my heart, and in high regards. She was the very first member of The Empire. If I am your Emperor, then she is no doubt your Empress. Ladies and gentleman, I give you..the first lady of nCw..Kelly Fox!
(''The Only'' by Static X begins to play, as the fans boo. Kelly Fox gets up from the commentary table and walks to the ring. She walks with confidence to the ring, not paying attention to what the fans say. She gets in the ring, and smiles at everyone)
Davey: Kelly, this is all for you. I have orchestrated all of this..for you. You are aware that this is your Induction Ceremony. All the members have agreed to this, we will all welcome you back....home. Though..their is another question. Kelly, we have known each other for sometime now. It is no secret how I feel about you..or how you feel about me. Kelly what I have to ask may forever change nCw, and our lives.
(Davey slides his hand into his pocket, and pulls out a small object. He then proceeds to kneel. The Empire is stunned.)
Eric Hardy: What...what is he doing?!
(Kelly looks down in shock)
Davey: Kelly...will you
{Suddenly the "proposal" is cut short as "Snowblind" by Black Sabbath begins blaring over the PA System. Kelly and Davey turn in shock as Leonard Fox steps out onto the ramp holding a microphone in his hand. Leonard looks steaming hot as he begins to speak.}
Leonard Fox: That's it, I've seen enough of this crap. Kelly, you've been on the payroll to be a color commentator, and so far all I've seen is you picking sides, and using your position as my daughter to help out the highest bidder to your affections.
Kelly Fox: But…
Leonard Fox: Shut up when I'm talking. I own this company and I'm tired of these political games! First it's Ortega, then it's Knite again, then it's Lance Ryan and now what!? Who else are you going to help get ahead here?! It's about time you did your job and quit getting involved with the wrestlers, let them fight their own battles, they're grown boys, if you can't see that's what Davey wants from you…. Then you are more foolish than I thought…. I won't allow you, in fact I forbid you from accepting this proposal!
Davey Ortega: Hey now you can't…..
Leonard Fox: I can do whatever the hell I please Ortega, who signs your pay checks!? You work for me! You do what I tell you! ….. and….. and… auughhhhhhh
{Leonard suddenly stops as he grasps at his chest and begins breathing hard in pain. Kelly looks shocked as Leonard falls to his knees and collapses.}
Eric Hardy: Holy God, we need some help out here.
{Paramedics along with Lindsey Lewis rush out onto the entrance ramp and check on Leonard. Kelly runs up the ramp to her father's side as Ortega is standing in the middle of the ring in shock.}
Eric Hardy: Fans, I don't know what to say, but we're gonna have to cut away and show you a few advertisements from tonight's sponsors while the ambulance is on it's way, we'll have more after this.
{The screen cuts away and shows various products persuading you to buy them before we finally cut back to Reborn, everybody has left the ring and ringside and Willy Carter has joined Eric Hardy at the announce table.}
Eric Hardy: Fans, it's believed that the CEO of Fate Entertainment the partent company of New Championship Wrestling, Leonard Fox, had a heart attack just now.
Willy Carter: Leonard is being taken to a nearby hospital and Kelly Fox has gone with her father. Davey Ortega attempted to go along and looked distraught but Dante Cross the President of Fate Entertainment refused to allow him a leave of absence.
Eric Hardy: Ortega definetly seemed upset, I don't know if it's because of what happened to Mr. Fox or because Kelly was in shock. However, we have been informed by one Dante Cross that the show has to go on. We'll try and keep you updated as much as we can fans.
Willy Carter: I guess we'll just have to get to our first match of the night. A four way featuring some of the biggest young names in nCw right?
This match was a battle. Evil tried using his size to his advantage and Showtime did his best to make sure that didn't happen. Evil had the early advantage and looked to put the match away with a powerbomb, but then it was Showtime's turn for some offense. Showtime used his quickness advantage and looked to hit a Blockbuster but Everyman simply throw him over the ropes in mid move. Evil then seemed to go ballistic as he left the ring and got a steel chair and unrelentlessly attacked Showtime getting a DQ. Security was forced to escort Evil from the arena.
Reckoning was double teamed from the start by Burke and Callaway, however he was able to fight his way through with several stiff punches and then took control battling both men who were trying to topple him. Reck eventually through Callaway out of the ring while he disposed of Burke with the Reckless Intent, and Reckoning walked away with hardly a scratch on him.
Talon and Rob Diamond only fought in the ring briefly, as the match quickly made it outside. Neither one gained an advantage as they fought through the crowd, utilizing as many chairs as possible. They fought all the way to an exit, where Talon finally gained the upper hand after drop kicking a chair into Diamond's face from off another chair. From that point on Talon dominated the match as they fought into the main hall way of the arena. There, Talon used replica NCW title belts to bash Diamond over the head, and Social Enemies T-Shirts to choke him with. Diamond began a come back after hitting a spear right through a glass window near the main entrance. The two of them battled on the steps in front of the arena. Diamond nailed the Diamond cutter on the concrete steps, but only got a two count. Talon and Diamond then made their way into the main road entrance to the arena's parking garage. Continuing to beat each other ruthlessly. Rob Diamond looked to have the upper hand again after a spine buster on top of a concrete wall, but as Rob backed up he was hit by a 2008 Acura RSX that came flying out of the parking garage. Talon, seemed confused, but was ordered to pin by the driver, Shelly Taylor. Talon scored the pin at 23 minutes, 12 seconds. Rob Diamond was taken to a near by hospital.
Three Corners Match:
Jack Hammond vs. Ricky Johnson vs. Justin Marsham vs. Sexy Jason
Eric Hardy: "This match should have a ton of energy. This match is scheduled for one fall and any one of these four men could make that pin or submission!"
I'm to sexy for my shirt.. Sexy Jason comes out from the curtain. He is wearing a white bandana on his right arm. The bandana is very visible as he is pointing at his abs. You can hear him saying I'm buff and I'm the stuff as he walks to the ring. He slides underneath the bottom rope. He goes to a turnbuckle stands on it and points to his abs and the crowds says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so! He jumps off the turnbuckle and goes to a second turnbuckle, he stands on it points to his abs and the crowd says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so! He jumps down and get ready for his match.
Willy Carter: "Sexy Jason looks pumped for this match. Is Jack Hammond?"
The arena is still buzzing from the night's events, the hubbub of the crowd settling slightly, the audience waiting for the next event.
Then suddenly a drumline rips out through the PA, lights in the arena flashing, the Tron showing Jack as he stands, grinning confidently, occasionally strobing with his name in bold letters. A lairy British voice can be heard shouting out over it, the drums still crashing away.
We put this festival on you b******s, with alot of love!
We worked for one year for you pigs!
And you want to break our walls down and destroy us?!
Well you go to hell!
With that, a British Invasion fuzzed up riff breaks through, just as Jack Hammond strides through with a confident grin, the lights still flashing above him and from the Tron as he observes the crowd, shrugging before walking down the ramp towards the ring, still looking about, grinning.
He jumps onto the ring apron before hopping over the top rope, wheeling about, yelling at the crowd, mounting the second turnbuckle to look around the arena before hopping off and limbering up in the ring, waiting for the remaining opponents and staring down Sexy Jason.
Eric Hardy: "I would say so. Well, here comes the third competitor. It's The Epitome of Technical Finesse - Justin Marsham."
In the backstage of the arena, Justin Marsham appears on screen. He is walking through the corridors - determination stained on his countenance. He has a huge match this evening, facing four other opponents in a four-way-dance. The Epitome of Technical Finesse turns a corner quick and nearly collides with another nCw performer who also has a huge match tonight.
JackHammer stands in front of Marsham, glaring down at him as if to question The Epitome of Technical Finesse as to why he did not see him. Unafraid of the number one contender for the Xtreme Championship, Marsham does not back down nor does he speak a single for several moments.
Fans' cheers flood the arena halls, washing over the two competitors. Marsham and Jack Hammer remained locked in a deadly gaze; and, tension appears to build while those few moments slip past.
Justin Marsham is the first to speak, remarking, "Good luck tonight. You have your hands full."
JackHammer smirks and replies, "You too. You've got more on your plate than I do."
And, with that, Marsham passes Jack Hammer - patting him on the shoulder in passing. The camera closes with an extreme close-up of JackHammer's face - fitting considering his match tonight is against the dangerous Dark Prophet for the Xtreme Title.
Coheed and Cambria's "Welcome Home" hits the speakers and The Epitome of Technical Finesse emerges from beyond the black curtains. Marsham's step is at a methodical pace. His eyes fix upon the ring at the bottom of the ramp, engrossed in the possibilities that may unfold within the match. He slaps hands with various fans as he moves towards the ring; and this is much unlike his demeanor in the past. He has come here for personal gain, but is showing the fans some appreciation. He spies Sexy Jason and Jack Hammond - two men who he has criticized to no end. Rolling beneath the ropes and then trekking to his corner, Marsham poses for the crowd - throwing a fist in the air to acknowledge their presence.
Willy Carter: "Do you think Marsham is going to be a target in this match?"
Eric Hardy: "I guarantee it."
Willy Carter: "Well, here comes Ricky Johnson. He has been going through quite the transformation over the past weeks. Let's see if that equals victory tonight."
The official assigned to the match is none other than Mitch Kennedy. He checks on all four competitors in their corners and then informs them that he will soon signal for the bell. When he does signal for the bell, these four men rotate around the ring. Sexy Jason watches the two men at his sides - Justin Marsham and Jack Hammond. Ricky Johnson stands across from him and stares straight at Marsham.
Eric Hardy: "Here we go! All four men lock up in an odd collar and elbow tie-up. This is a four way collar and elbow!"
All men attempt to gain the upper hand, but it is one man that over-powers them all. Sexy Jason sends Justin Marsham down with a thunderous right punch, then sends Jack Hammond hurling into the ropes. Before Hammond returns to him, another right hand is dished out to Ricky Johnson. Upon Hammond's return, Sexy Jason chops him down with a clothesline!
Willy Carter: "Sexy Jason's power is amazing. He's taking it to Justin Marsham now, backing The Epitome of Technical Finesse into the corner turnbuckle. There goes Jack Hammond and Ricky Johnson. Those two are locking it up."
While Sexy Jason is punishing Marsham with a series of punches, attention turns to Ricky Johnson and Jack Hammond. Ricky Johnson wrenches Hammond's left arm and then applies a hammer lock. The hammer-lock soon turns into a cross-face chicken wing. The submission is short lived when Johnson hauls Hammond overhead with a unique chicken wing suplex!
When the suplex is executed, Marsham shouts, "He's pinning him!" and directs Sexy Jason's attention to Johnson and Hammond behind him. No pin attempt is actually made. Johnson is just driving boots into Hammond's upper body. When Sexy Jason returns his gaze to Marsham, Marsham rakes his fingers across The Sexy One's eyes - temporarily blinding him!
Eric Hardy: "What a dirty move by Marsham."
Willy Carter: "It did work though. You've got to hand it to him!"
With Jason blinded, Marsham capitalizes. He sends a high knee lift into Jason's abdomen and drives the air from his lungs. Then, setting him up in a pump-handled position, Marsham drops The Sexy One with a pump-handled backbreaker. Fans erupt! But, it is not because of Marsham's backbreaker. Johnson executes a stunning brain-buster on Jack Hammond and floats over for a pin!
One.
Willy Carter: "Two!"
Thr-NO! Marsham breaks up the third fall.
Perhaps that was not the best choice for Marsham. He now enters into Ricky Johnson's grasps. Johnson holds the back of Marsham's head with his left hand and proceeds to punch him in the face with the right. Then, after three strikes, Johnson drops down and executes a jaw-breaker on Marsham - furthering the damage done. This forces Marsham backwards and he falls into a turnbuckle.
Eric Hardy: "Jack Hammond's back up. He slams a forearm into Ricky Johnson's back and that may have been Marsham's saving grace. Johnson now directs his attention to Hammond."
Also returning to his feet is Sexy Jason. Hammond and Johnson re-ignite their grapple when Sexy Jason barrels towards them with a full head of steam. Both Hammond and Johnson separate and dodge the spear attempt. Instead, Jason launches himself into Marsham who remained in the corner. The shoulder is driven into Marsham's abdomen and drives all the wind from his lungs. Jason follows with a quick snapmare and applies a cover.
One.
Tw-NO! Both Johnson and Hammond break the pin attempt, then continue their battle. The broken pin infuriates Jason and he stands to combat Ricky and Jack. This is Marsham's time to escape. He rolls to the ropes and slips outside, remaining on the side of the ring and hidden from his three opponents.
Willy Carter: "Is Marsham hiding?"
Eric Hardy: "I think so!"
Willy Carter: "Well, anyway. Jason enters this tango with Hammond and Johnson. All three men are exchanging knife edged chops with one another. Johnson's is blocked and Hammond hits a step up enziguri. Jason waits for Hammond to stand. He throws a clothesline. DUCKED! Hammond with an awesome dropsault! …and he lands on Johnson with that dropsault!"
Hammond has the pin. One. Two. Johnson manages to get a shoulder up and, now, Marsham peeks his head up from the apron. Hammond guides Johnson up to his feet while Marsham takes a hold of Sexy Jason with a rear waist lock. Jason responds with a back elbow, but Marsham ducks beneath. The momentum of the elbow causes Jason to turn around and face Marsham; and when Marsham rises, he pulls Jason with him and counters with a vicious spinebuster.
Across the ring, Hammond wrenches Johnson's right arm and whips him towards the furthest turnbuckle with as much force as he can muster. Johnson flies across the ring like a bullet and strikes the padding hard! As soon as Johnson leaves Hammond's clutches, Marsham is in Hammond's face. Hammond takes Marsham's hand and - without resistance - whips Marsham towards Johnson in the corner!
Eric Hardy: "OH NO!"
Willy Carter: "WHAT FORCE! Hammond just whipped Marsham towards Johnson in the corner and Marsham struck Johnson with the hardest corner Yakuza kick I've ever seen! The heel of his boot just took off half of Johnson's face paint! Wait! Marsham's not done! He's off the opposite ropes and there's a running face wash across the other side of Ricky Johnson's face!"
Eric Hardy: "What is this?!"
Willy Carter: "Marsham said that he was going to take the face paint off of Ricky Johnson's face! He did just that. He's down."
Eric Hardy: "No. I mean - what is this?!? Jack Hammond is directing Justin Marsham. Marsham's dragging Sexy Jason up to his feet, but Jason is resisting!"
Though Jason fights back, both Marsham and Hammond assail The Sexy One. Jason cannot withstand the beating of two men as boots and fists drop him to a knee. Marsham applies a standing head-scissors on Jason and hauls him up for a power-bomb. As Marsham powers his down, Hammond leaps up and catches Jason for a neck-breaker!
Willy Carter: "These two are working together! What kind of crap is this?! This isn't a tag team match."
Eric Hardy: "Well, Marsham's returning to his technical background. He's applied a figure four on Sexy Jason! There goes Hammond. He's heading to the apron and-OH! Slingshot senton splash right across Sexy Jason's abdomen! Hammond just crushed Jason!"
Relinquishing his hold on Jason, Marsham redirects his attention to Ricky Johnson. He has too - he has no choice. Johnson applies a rear waist lock on the Epitome of Technical Finesse. Marsham reacts with a quick back elbow, but Johnson blocks. Johnson snatches the arm and releases the rear waist lock. Instead, he slams Marsham face first with The Stroke! He applies a quick cover:
Eric Hardy: "One!"
Two.
Willy Carter: "Thrrrrrr-NO! Hammond breaks the pin fall. He's driving boots into Johnson, but that man just won't quit. He's getting up regardless!"
Hammond attempts a drop-kick, but Johnson sidesteps and pushes Hammond's feet aside. Hammond then sweeps in. A side head lock is applied when Marsham gets to his feet. Johnson runs toward Marsham with Hammond in hand, kicks off of Marsham, and bulldogs Hammond into the ground. Johnson hooks the outside leg and applies a lateral press.
One.
Two.
NO! Sexy Jason breaks the pin. He grabs Johnson by the feet and drags him off of Hammond. Up into the air in a complete display of strength, Sexy Jason military presses Ricky Johnson. Both Hammond and Marsham are up and intent on continuing their assault on Jason and Johnson. They charge Jason and Jason throws Johnson forward. Hammond ducks and Marsham takes the brunt of Johnson's impact. Ricky falls directly into a pin attempt on Marsham.
One.
Two.
Marsham rolls through and applies a pin of his own, hooking Johnson's outside leg and cradling him down. One.
Two.
Both Jason and Hammond are in a brawl, so they are unable to break the pin. Johnson forces a shoulder up and stops the count on his own. A sequence of blows are landed by Sexy Jason, causing Hammond to be dazed. Meanwhile, Johnson guides Marsham to his feet. Marsham struggles to get free, but Johnson discards him - whipping him towards Hammond and Jason. Hammond dodges, but Marsham connects with Sexy Jason and both men fall through the ropes and to the outside.
Eric Hardy: "Here's Johnson's chance! There's a go behind and Johnson locks on The Fade Away! He has that submission sunk in!"
Hammond gasps for air as the pressure begins to build. He clamors for the ropes, but to no avail. Mitch Kennedy checks in on Hammond to see if he wishes to submit or if he is even conscious. He resists.
Eric Hardy: "This could be the end of this match. Jack Hammond has nowhere to go. Johnson tightens his grip and we're seeing Hammond fade away."
Willy Carter: "Ricky Johnson has this match won."
Hammond cannot reach the ropes with his hand. He tries, but fails. He has no choice but to do the unthinkable. …he must reach the rope with his foot! And he does! The official promptly breaks the submission, but the damage has already been done. Johnson rolls Hammond over for a quick pin.
One.
Two.
NO! Hammond kicks out. Johnson drags Hammond up to a vertical base - the man still searching for oxygen. Setting Hammond up for a Side Effect, Hammond slips free and quickly snap suplexes his opponent. He retains the hold and rolls - hauling Johnson back up for a vertical suplex. Instead of dropping Johnson down for a suplex, Hammond sends him forward - gutting him across the top rope. Hammond keeps a grip on Johnson's head as he hangs upon the top rope.
BLAM! Hammond spikes Johnson face first into the canvas with a face buster! He swiftly applies a pin.
Eric Hardy: "One!"
Willy Carter: "Two!"
THREE!
Three? No. Just like Hammond broke the submission, Johnson breaks the pin with a foot on the ropes. Hammond smirks, then catches sight of Marsham and Jason on the outside battling it out. Off the opposite ropes, Hammond picks up speed and does a handspring-no touch-corkscrew plancha onto both Marsham and Jason on the outside of the ring! The audience screams! Chants begin to fill the arena. The sound of the fans is so loud that not one competitor on the outside can hear the ref's demands to return to the ring.
When Ricky Johnson goes over to inspect the damage, he opts to slide out into the mess of it all. He throws Hammond up against the ring barrier and then slingshot catapults him into the steel ring post. Hammond put his body on the line and was injured from his own plancha. Now his head collides with steel! Marsham and Jason make it back to their feet - but it is very slow. Grappling Marsham, Johnson is quick to return The Epitome of Technical Finesse to the ring and he forsakes Sexy Jason on the outside.
Eric Hardy: "Johnson's looking to enact some revenge on Marsham. He locks on an abdominal stretch on the mat. He's trying to show Marsham that he has some technical finesse as well!"
Marsham battles back and fights up to his feet. A hip-toss sends Johnson back down to the canvas. He begs for Johnson to attack, but Ricky won't have any of that. As if on edge, Marsham lunges; and he scores with a quick Irish whip. Johnson's off to the ropes and it looks like Marsham telegraphs a clothesline. Johnson moves to duck, but - instead - Marsham drop-toe-holds Ricky. He quickly ties Johnson's legs and pulls back on his arms.
Willy Carter: "We could see a curb stomp!"
That's precisely what happens. Marsham curb stomps Johnson into the canvas. Fans groan and cheer in reaction to that brutal move. Marsham appears pleased and asks the fans to cheer louder. This act of showboating costs him. Sexy Jason slides into the ring behind him and clotheslines him down. It is now Jason that showboats. He performs a series of impact moves. He first lifts Marsham up and Oklahoma slams him down. He follows that with a huge sidewalk slam and then - as Marsham regains his footing once more - succeeds with the Sexy Suplex!
Eric Hardy: "Here's Hammond. He springboards back into the ring! That drop-kick scores against the back of Sexy Jason's head!"
Willy Carter: "Johnson's on the move. He whips Hammond to the turnbuckle and follows close! Wait!"
Eric Hardy: "How Hard Can That Be?! Johnson's taken down!"
Willy Carter: "Hammond with the cover!"
One.
Two.
Sexy Jason breaks the pin count. He quickly takes a hold of Hammond and belly to belly suplexes him down. He retains the hold and applies a quick cover.
One.
Eric Hardy: "Two."
Thr-NO! Justin Marsham breaks the three count! He stomps Jason's right leg as he stands and takes him down with a quick chop block. In one single motion, Marsham has applied a high elevated single leg crab. He bends Jason in ways he never thought possible, putting great strain against his neck and right knee. The official checks to see if Jason wishes to give up, but he refuses.
Ricky Johnson challenges Marsham, causing The Epitome of Technical Finesse to relinquish his submission on Sexy Jason and charge his opponent. Johnson dives forward and hauls Marsham overhead, surprising him with a quick back body drop. Marsham is thrown over the top rope and - without coming into contact with the ropes - hits the floor on the outside. Hammond sees his opportunity. He attempts a crucifix pin on Johnson, but Johnson counters with a Samoan Drop. Ricky leans back and applies the pin.
One.
Two.
Thr-NO! Jason breaks the pin count again, though this time favoring that knee.
Eric Hardy: "How much more do these men have? They have about worn themselves out. Look at them exchanging punches. You can tell their tired. They're fighting on their knees!"
Willy Carter: "But they're not giving up!"
The war between Johnson-Hammond-Jason wages into a corner turnbuckle. Hammond is thrust hard into the turnbuckle pads and Johnson places him up onto the top turnbuckle. Jason watches as this occurs and waits for Johnson to ascend beside Hammond. He doesn't. Instead, Johnson catches Jason with an arm drag and then a quick drop-kick. Hammond looks ready to pounce, but Johnson ascends!
Super-plex! NO. Hammond keeps a hold of the turnbuckle. Jason's getting to his feet. Johnson strikes with a hard right hand and then leaps up onto Hammond's shoulders. Super Hurricanrana! …and Hammond is thrown into the ring. But, in the process, drop-kicks Jason back down to the canvas! The timing was well orchestrated and Johnson quickly rolls Hammond up for a cover.
One. Two. Hammond shifts his weight and brings Johnson's shoulders flush with the mat. One. Two. Marsham dives into the ring and breaks the count.
Eric Hardy: "That was almost over. That was so damn close!"
Dumping Johnson onto the outside, Marsham and Hammond isolate Sexy Jason. Both are working as a team once more, driving repeated boots into the upper abdomen of Jason. Marsham calls out to the fans to cheer and - surprisingly - most do. Lifting Jason up, Marsham applies an abdominal stretch and Hammond lands a pair of sickening kicks to Jason's exposed ribs. Marsham then trips Jason up and hooks on a rear arm and face lock, wearing down on The Sexy One further.
Eric Hardy: "I cannot believe Hammond and Marsham are working together!"
Willy Carter: "Look at how well they work together though."
Marsham pulls back on Jason's head now and shifts into position for a camel clutch. Hammond seems to be the one orchestrating these attacks. He tells Marsham to rear back and then snaps a kick forward. Hammond's famous finishing maneuver - The Charger - strikes with a loud CRACK against Jason's skull. Marsham then hooks Jason's arms and presses forward for a pin.
One.
Hammond looks confused and he strikes with another Charger! Hammond's foot connects with Marsham's skull! Both men go down and Hammond sweeps in for a quick cover.
Eric Hardy: "One! NO! Johnson's back in the ring! He breaks the count and is back on the attack against Hammond! Both Marsham and Jason are still laid out and here comes the pain! Johnson spikes Hammond head first with a DDT! He floats over! One. Two."
Managing to kick-out, Hammond uses his last breath! All men are now regaining their feet at the same time. They are all in the corners that they started the match in. It looks like all will tie-up as they did originally, but now all eyes are locked onto Justin Marsham. After clotheslining Marsham down, all three - Jason, Hammond, and Johnson - stomp a hole into him. He cannot get away. Jason hauls Marsham up and, just as easily, sends him hurling down with a Jack knife-style powerbomb.
Now, Jason and Johnson unite and assault Hammond. Lifting Hammond up with a military press, Jason drops him down across Johnson's knee with an assisted gutbuster. Then, they proceed to stomp Hammond just as they had Marsham! Johnson and Jason show a brief moment of unity as they discard both Marsham and Hammond from the ring - leaving just the two of them to fight it out.
Eric Hardy: "Look at this! Johnson's contesting Jason's strength. No! Clothesline blocked and Jason-OH NO! Sexy Relaxer! Jason just hit Johnson with the Sexy Relaxer! He's dropping a leg on Johnson and there's a pin! ONE!"
Willy Carter: "Two!"
NO! Johnson kicks out! Johnson retaliates with a Side Effect and then applies a cross-face on Jason. He rears back, torqing The Sexy One's neck. He wants to submit. He feels the pain! Jason's hands scramble for the ropes, but he cannot reach them. His hand is raising and the begins to lower. He is going to tap.
Eric Hardy: "Is that a tap?!"
NO! Hammond breaks the submission with a diving double axe handle blow.
Jason rolls to the ring apron, gripping his neck in pain. Meanwhile, Hammond and Johnson begin exchanging a series of rights and lefts. It is Hammond who attains the upper hand. His quick jabs cause Johnson to stumble backwards and a quick right causes him to spin. When Johnson spins away from Hammond, Marsham's foot is there - super-kicking him. It is not like Dave Holland's brilliant Magic Touch, but it does the job. Johnson collapses and Hammond is a full head of steam into Marsham!
Eric Hardy: "That's the Mustang! Hammond just drilled his knees into Marsham's chest. He's on top for the pin!"
One.
Willy Carter: "TWO!?!"
THREE! Jack Hammond has won this match. Though he has come out with the victory, all four of these men are winners. They have all put on an amazing show.
Eric Hardy: What an amazing match, all four men gave it their absolute all to win this match.
Willy Carter: They sure did, it could have went any way, but again "The Hamster" showed why he is getting such universal praise around nCw circles.
Eric Hardy: He's definitely making his case for more high profile matches recently.
Willy Carter: But do you know what's coming up next Hardy?
Eric Hardy: The cage match?
Willy Carter: The cage match between two hot honeys Hardy! Get it right!
Cage Match:
Layla vs. Cary Robins
Eric Hardy: By God, what a great opening match that was Kelly. Four hot young rookies battling it out for supremacy where it counts the most. On pay per view action.
Willy Carter: I agree with that but I swear if I have to sit through another Ricky Johnson match I think I'm going to puke.
Eric Hardy: Well you better blow chunks now Kelly because the next match isn't going to be very pretty. Which is ironic because the participants are very beautiful.
Willy Carter: "Steve Awesome's match is later on tonight."
Eric Hardy: "No…of course I'm talking about the steel cage match that pits Carly Robbins against Layla. Our first womens match in this new company and it's going to be contested in a steel cage? Only on nCw."
Willy Carter: And to the people who have been writing letters telling us we shouldn't let the girls fight in the cage…all I have to say is shut up and let them. If they make each other ugly then I won't have to try as hard.
Eric Hardy: And if that doesn't work….you can always go back to your old ways of getting noticed.
We cut backstage as Layla is walking towards the gorilla position dressed in her ring gear. Behind her is Steve Awesome of course, dressed in his ring gear for later tonight. Chad lights stops them.
Chad Lights: Layla, Steve, What are your thoughts about this match?
Layla: All I have to say is, you better send the kids out of the room because this is going to get real ugly.
Layla storms out of the scene.
Chad Lights: What about you Steve?
Steve just smiles.
Steve Awesome: Two chicks. Fighting over me. Just another day in the life of Steve Awesome.
Chad Lights: But you started all this.
Steve Awesome: So?
Chad Lights: Never mind.
Awesome walks off.
In the ring the cage is slowly being lowered around the ring as Amber Ashe takes the microphone.
Amber Ashe: "Ladies and gentlemen. The following match will be contested inside a STEEL CAGE! The only way to win Is to either pin your opponent or escape the cage. Introducing first.
"Something Special."
"Unforgettable."
The opening of "Ayo Technology" by 50 Cent begins playing over the P.A system as a purple flower raises up from underneath the stage.
"She she she want it, I wanna give it to her
She know that, it's right here for her
I wanna see her break it down"
A single spotlight shines down on the flower as it slowly begins to blossom. Sitting in the middle of the flower was Layla! Four dudes in loin cloths come out and carry the platform that Layla was sitting on and they take her all the way down to the ring.
She work it good, she work the pole
The dudes slowly lower the platform to the ground and Layla steps off of it. She takes the ring steps and walks into the ring, testing out the cage walls.
Amber Ashe: "Ladies and Gentlemen. Introducing first. The lovely LLLAAAYYYLLLAAAAA!!!"
The crowd boos.
Amber Ashe: "And introducing second."
Suddenly the opening chords of "Dude Looks Like A Lady" by Aereosmith plays on the P.A as a pissed off Carly Robbins comes walking out on the stage. Layla is laughing her head off as she hands a card to Amber Ashe.
Amber Ashe: "She weighs in at 6'000 slut pounds. From New Slut City. Her name is……. SLUTTY ROBBINS?"
Layla continues to laugh at her own humor as Carly has enough of the bullcrap and takes off running down the aisle. She climbs into the cage and goes directly for Layla.
Carly drills punches and elbows into the jaw of Layla who is still to shocked to fight back. Carly whips her off the ropes and as Layla comes back she nails a huge dropkick to the chest of Layla who hit's the mat hard!
Eric Hardy: Look at Carly. She is fighting hard.
Willy Carter: She is obviously pissed off.
Layla rolls to her side, narrowly escaping an elbow drop from Carly. Layla tries to crawl away but Carly grabs her by the ankle. Layla however tries to kick away, catching a good one on the jaw of Carly. Instantly, Layla tries to climb out of the cage but Carly is quick to catch her and pull her down. Carly hit's a northern lights suplex and the ref comes down for the pin. 1.….2.…..kickout by Layla. Carly stays on the attack though as she drops Layla with a scoop slam, and another one. Then a nice looking suplex. She goes for another pin. 1.….2.….kick out again by Layla.
Eric Hardy: Carly keeps looking for these quick and easy pins.
Willy Carter: Just like her. Ha! Get it Hardly?"
Eric Hardy: Wow. A slut joke from Willy Carter. I think Hell just froze over.
Carly tries to grab Layla by the hair but Layla gives her a good slap that sends Carly reeling. Layla gets a running start off the ropes and drills a stiff dropkick to the knee of Carly and she goes down like a sack of bricks!
Eric Hardy: OH! Right to that injured knee. I was wondering how long until that will come into play.
Willy Carter: Well she is Steve Awesome's girlfriend and I'm sure he taught her how to gain the upper hand.
Eric Hardy: Well that crash course is working because Carly looks hurt here now.
Layla stomps some more on the knee of carly who screams out in pain. She bounces off the ropes and comes back with a huge knee drop that comes down on Carly's knee. Then Layla locks in a leg grapevine as Carly cries out in pain. Carly drags her way to the ropes and gets a rope break. The ref counts to four before Layla lets go but instead of walking away Layla just pounds on that knee cap with her fist. In a desperate move Carly swings a wild kick to the forehead of Layla with her good leg and Layla flips backward.
But she doesn't stay down. As Carly tries to get up, Layla scrambles back to her feet and spears Carly back down to the ground as she starts to rain down on her with right hands to the temple. But somehow Carly turns it around and now she's on top sending punches. Soon it becomes a cat fight as they roll around the ring throwing punches and the fans in attendance's pants get shorter all of a sudden.
Eventually Carly regains the upper hand a bit and drills an elbow into Layla who stops fighting a bit to check on her own nose. Carly gets up and stumbles backward into the ropes. She leans on them attempting to put pressure on her knee but it still feels painful.
Eric Hardy: Carly's knee may be re-injured.
On the other side of the ring Layla is climbing back to her feet. Carly hobbles over to her and goes for a collar and elbow tie up. Carly quickly twists Layla around into a hammerlock. Layla yells in pain but back kicks Carly's knee and she instantly lets go to hold onto her hurt knee. This is where Layla sends a ruthless kick to the face of the bent over Carly Robbins. The blonde goes down, holding her nose.
Layla then attempts to climb up the side of the cage. She gets pretty close but Carly somehow manages to grab Laylas ankle right before she climbs over. Layla yells out in fear as Carly simply drops off the top rope, still holding onto Layla's ankle. Layla takes a HUGE bump from the top of the cage to the mat. Layla is out and Carly is lying on the ground, nursing her knee.
Willy Carter: Did you see that? That was like a Jeff Hardy bump! Oh great. Layla is about to get a huge push and fight for the world title only to get fired for drugs.
At this point Carly starts crawling for the door of the cage. She is reaching for it without putting to much pressure on the cage door. Layla is out and the referee is unlocking the lock and opening the door. Carly sticks her head when all of a sudden the door swings back and nails her in the head as she falls back into the cage.
Eric Hardy: What the hell? Who did that?
Willy Carter: "Somebody with an interest in this match."
Steve Awesome stands by the door of the cage with that cocky smirk of his. At this point Layla starts moving again. She looks over at Carly who is on the ground. Blood trickling from her forehead from the door shot. Layla shrugs and starts heading toward the door of the cage for herself. Awesome cheers her on as the ref starts to open the door again but Carly comes from out of nowhere and shoulder tackles Layla into the wall of the cage! Carly grabs Layla by the back of the head and slams her face into the cage wall. Again.
Again.
Again.
Again!
A few more times. The last shot puts Layla on the ground. And Carly goes for a pin. 1.….2.….but Layla kicks out. She's got her own blood tricking down her face now as Carly starts to climb up the cage. Her knee making it difficult but she tries anyway. She gets to the top but Awesome is standing on the outside motioning for her to try and come down there. Carly thinks otherwise and climbs back down to the mat. She walks over and starts to hoist Layla up by the head but Layla elbows her in the gut. Layla hit's a snap mare and then dropkicks her in the spine. Carly holds her back in pain as she lays face first on the mat. Layla then bounces off the rope and hit's a flipping leg drop to the back of Carly's head.
Layla now attempts to climb the cage as well. Steve Awesome climbs up on the outside to try and help his girlfriend. They meet at the top and Awesome is trying to help her get over the top of the cage. Layla reaches a hand over the side of the cage and Awesome grips it. He pulls her up as the ref yells at them.
Eric Hardy: HEY! They can't do that!
Willy Carter: It's perfectly legal in a cage match. I'm surprised you didn't know that Hardly.
Awesome has pulled her up further and she has one leg on top of the cage. She starts to pull her other leg up but she can't do it! Carly has a grip on the ankle. Carly tugs down causing Awesome to climb up more to get a better grip on Layla. Awesome says something inaudible to the camera but you could probably guess it was pretty sexist because it made Carly haul off and slap him in the temple. The shot forces Steve to lose his grip as he falls back to the floor, landing on his feet and falling on his ass as the crowd cheer.
Eric Hardy: Ah ha. Looks like Carly got her revenge on Steve Awesome after all.
Willy Carter: That's not enough.
Carly yells something at Awesome who is looking at her in shock. Layla tries to scramble up the cage but Carly catches her and slams her face into the cage wall. The shot causes Layla to lose her grip and she falls, getting split legged on the top rope.
Eric Hardy: OOOH….wait…
Willy Carter: Yeah…that really didn't do much.
The ricochet from the ropes however takes the balance away from Carly and she falls down from the cage. She lands on her feet but the impact hurts her knee again and she falls down. She rolls over to her side holding her knee. Layla gets up off the ropes and comes down to kick Carly in the spine. The impact is herd around the arena.
Eric Hardy: Did you hear that Kelly? Ruthless! These ladies are really giving it there all.
Willy Carter: They are actually wrestling! Let's see "The E" top a women's match like this.
Layla reaches down to pick her up but Carly wraps her up in a small package! The ref counts.
1.….2.…..Kick out! Carly screams in frustration as Layla looks at Steve for some kind of help. At this point Awesome starts to climb the cage again. Meanwhile Carly grabs Layla and drops her with a DDT. Awesome comes up and over the top of the cage and drops down beside Carly.
Eric Hardy: What is he up to now?
Willy Carter: I'm not sure.
He stands there and she turns and looks at him, a bit surprised that he is even in the cage. He starts staring her down, pointing to his cheek and talking about the slap from earlier. Carly pleads with Steve to leave her alone but Steve backs her into the wall. Carly looks around to try and find some kind of way out but there is none and Awesome reaches out and grabs her by the hair.
Eric Hardy: Let her go!
Willy Carter: You going to stop him?
Just when it looks the worst for Carly, she lands a devasting kick to the balls that instantly sends Awesome to his knees. Carly then lays into him with four or five hard slaps to the side of the head. The crowd cheer as Awesome finally gets his comeuppance and Carly smiles at the carnage she left.
Willy Carter: You go girl!
Eric Hardy: That's what you get Steve.
But as Carly turns around she gets a hard kick to the injured knee! The impact puts her down to one knee and Layla hooks her up in what looks like a pedigree position. But instead of following through she hoists Carly up so that she is hanging upside down and then Layla drops to her butt, dropping Carly face first in a double underhook X-factor combo.
Willy Carter: She calls that "Glitter & Gold"
Eric Hardy: Damn. What a move.
And Layla climbs up and over the cage to the floor below!
Eric Hardy: Layla did it! But what exactly did she prove?
Kelly Fox: Never mess around with Steve Awesome?
Eric Hardy: Something like that. But now I hope that Carly and Layla can put this tiff behind them.
Layla runs and hugs her boyfriend as her theme music plays.
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she got the dough
She doing her thing now on the floor
Her money money, she make it make it
Look at the way she shakin' shakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she split it
Got you're head f**ked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She know's just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop
National Title Shot on a Pole Match:
Falcon vs. Dave Holland
(Smoke filters up from the exit to the back. The song begins with that all familiar drum pattern.)
"Uhnhhuunhhhuhhnnaaa..."
(Falcon emerges from the smoke as the dual guitars blast sonic waves into the arena. He runs to the left on the stage, throwing his hands up, urging the crowd to their feet.)
"We're face to face.."
(He runs back to the right, feeling the energy and feeding off it. More gestures, the crowd is near frenzied by this point.)
"Where will you run"
(He runs back to the center, then down the ramp. Sliding nimbly into the ring, moving to the corner and leaping from the canvas to the top turnbuckle.)
"I know who you are."
(He drops down, moving to the ropes on no particular side, and standing on them, half on the bottom, half on the middle, arm raised in the devil horns.)
"I'm not afraid to die."
Eric Hardy: "Here's Falcon and he looks pumped to take on Dave Holland. He wants this shot at the National Championship. But, does Holland want it more?"
There's an otherwordly hum of noise reverberating over the speakers. The lights throughout the arena rise to blinding levels. It's an actual whiteout. Moments later the lights all shut off as the music falls silent.
Then as the first chords of Knights of Cydonia by Muse begins to play the laser lights start flicking across the room. The Titantron plays a video of someone in darkness training for a fight. During this time a light mist covers the stage.
As the guitar becomes slowly more prominent the lights start coming up again to normal levels... but there's no one on the stage.
The Guitar performs a slide as the lights slide back to dark with it. At the end the song jumps to the main guitar solo of the song. At the same time everything kicks off together and an explosion of white fireworks explodes about the tron as out onto the stage runs a man dressed in his traditional white wrestling tights with silver trim and a plain white training jacket. He jumps in the air and spins around greeting his massive fanbase. Above him the tron now shows off just who he is. The man looks up and smiles as he looks at it.
Dave goes to one side of the stage, hyping up that part of the crowd. He then gives a big ol' thumbs up to them before returning to the other side of the stage and doing the same there. The crowd are chanting furiously over the song but can barely be heard. Dave likes his music loud.
Dave makes his way to the top of the ramp. As the chorus kicks off a huge ticker tape explosion goes off above the stage. It flitters about the entire crowd though. Dave's bodyguard, Terry Tate also at this time makes his way out onto the stage. He's smiling and waving to the crowd but he always keeps one eye on Dave.
Dave skips down the ramp sideways facing the crowd on one side, high-fiving every single hand he can reach. About a third of the way down he switches sides but does the same thing. During the instrumental section Dave slides into the ring with a huge charge. He jumps up and looks around quickly. Terry waits outside the ring, purely to keep any attackers from Dave.
He climbs the turnbuckle nearest the most die hard of his fans. The now infamous Die-Hard-Holland-Fans. He flicks them a two fingered salute (salute with two fingers... not a metaphor). He then looks around the rest of the crowd and beats his breast twice before raising his fist high into the air.
Eric Hardy: "Here comes Dave Holland, but Falcon's studying the pole. He knows in order to win this match he needs to climb up to that pole and pull down the briefcase. That briefcase contains the rights to challenge for the National Championship."
Senior Official Bob Mailville is the referee assigned to the match. He checks both competitors and then signals for the bell, so that this number one contendership match can begin. Both Holland and Falcon check the pole. Neither man wishes to immediately begin battling it out, it would appear.
Willy Carter: "We've seen some amazing action tonight, but we haven't seen these two battle it out!"
Eric Hardy: "Here they go! Falcon and Holland tie-up. That's a collar and elbow and Holland is showing his authority. He presses Falcon back a step and there's an arm wrench."
Holland wrenches Falcon's arm and then sends him off into the ropes. Falcon returns, but ducks beneath a thrown clothesline. He puts on the brakes just behind Holland and when Dave turns, he is met with a back kick into the midsection. Holland doubles over from the impact of the forceful kick and Falcon scores with a swinging neckbreaker.
Eric Hardy: "There are no pinfalls or submissions in this match. These men must incapacitate the other and be able to climb to the top of that pole and reach the case."
Willy Carter: "I don't think these guys'll have a problem incapacitating one another."
Raising Holland from the canvas, Falcon applies a front face chancery and wrenches Holland's neck. He applies pressure and Holland's face becomes flushed. He struggles for freedom and soon achieves it, pushing Falcon off and into the opposite turnbuckle the pole is conjoined to. Holland, with a full head of steam, drills his right shoulder into Falcon's gut and then lifts him onto the top turnbuckle. Falcon responds with a quick slap to the face that stuns his opponent. Then, snatching a hold of Holland's head, Falcon spins off and DDTs Dave into the mat ala Tornado.
Eric Hardy: "Falcon has been rising through the ranks here in nCw. He and The Social Enemies are just dominating!"
Falcon drops a quick leg drop across Holland's neck and then darts for the ropes. From the middle rope, Falcon moonsaults. Holland avoids impact and Falcon lands on his feet. Throwing a clothesline, Holland looks to decapitate his opponent - but Falcon hooks the arm and floats behind him. A reverse DDT drives Holland into the canvas and Falcon is quick to bound back up to his feet.
With Holland down, Falcon begins towards the briefcase. He is oblivious to Holland as he gains a vertical base and charges him from behind. Before Falcon can reach the turnbuckle, Holland applies a rear waist lock and hauls him overhead with a punishing release German suplex. Falcon folds up like an accordion.
Willy Carter: "Holland should go for that case."
Eric Hardy: "No. He's got to make sure Falcon's down. He's stomping Falcon and there's a quick elbow drop. He needs to keep Falcon grounded."
Doing the exact opposite of Eric's comment, Holland pulls Falcon up to a knee. He wrenches Falcon's left arm once more and sends him off into the ropes. Falcon, on the return, is caught with a perfect drop-kick. The shot jolts The Social Enemy causing him to stumble backwards and fall into the bottom corner turnbuckle. Holland hurries to continue the assault, but Falcon rolls out beneath the ropes.
Willy Carter: "Falcon's taking a breath! Wait. He's tripped Holland up and he's dragging him outside."
The battle continues on the outside despite the official's pleading. Falcon hooks his hand around the back of Holland's head and slams it against the ring post. The shot rattles Holland and Falcon slams it once more against the exposed steel. The second shot opens Holland up. Blood drips down his forehead and stains his brow.
Eric Hardy: "Holland's been busted open. Falcon's laying into Holland with those repeated lefts."
Holland refuses to concede to Falcon's punches. Once more, Falcon goes to slam Holland's head into an object - this time the ring apron. Holland blocks the attempt and lands a quick back elbow into Falcon's abdomen. The back elbow is followed by another and then another until Holland can reverse positions. He slips behind Falcon and picks him up with a belly to back suplex. However, Holland does not drop him on the floor. Instead, he turns and drops the back of Falcon's head against the ring apron.
Wiping the blood from his forehead, Holland is quick to roll into the ring and begin towards the pole. He is uncontested as he journeys across the squared circle. Even when he reaches the turnbuckle, there is no one.
Eric Hardy: "He might just have this won now!"
Willy Carter: "Don't count out Falcon!"
When Holland reaches for the case, perched from the second turnbuckle, Falcon is behind him. Falcon climbs up the ropes behind him and attempts to pull Holland down, but Holland lands a devastating back hand. Falcon falls off and onto the canvas. In one fluid motion, Holland bounds up onto the top turnbuckle and flies! A picture perfect Diamond Flight is landed onto the unsuspecting Falcon!
Eric Hardy: "What a move! Holland's a god in that ring."
Willy Carter: "A god? I thought Dark Prophet was a god in the ring? He's the God of Xtreme!"
Eric Hardy: "Well Holland is the God of the Moonsault. Did you see that?!"
Once more, Holland heads to the pole. He begins to climb and fights to retain balance. Falcon, holding his ribs, regains footing and hits the ropes. It causes Holland to lose balance and he drops down onto his feet. Falcon throws a clothesline and Holland ducks. Then, in a flash, Falcon lands a quick pele kick which surprises Holland!
Eric Hardy: "Holland just got pele'd!"
While Falcon is close to the pole, Holland sits up. He knows he must continue his battle with Holland. He waits for Holland to stand before launching from the canvas with a spinning heel kick. The impact knocks Holland off his feet, but Holland is quickly back up. Falcon steps into a quick Irish whip, but reverses and sends Holland to the ropes. When Holland returns, Falcon strikes with a super-kick!
Eric Hardy: "NO! Holland knows all too well how to use a super-kick and defend against one. He has caught Falcon's foot and there's a dragon screw leg whip. Holland's grinding his knee into Falcon's outstretched leg; and you know, that's probably the best bet Holland has at winning this. Take out Falcon's wheels."
Grounding Falcon, Holland goes for the Excellence of Execution. He tries to turn Falcon, but The Social Enemy resists. He tries! …and succeeds!
Willy Carter: "These fans are going crazy! Holland's sharpshooter is putting pressure on Falcon's lower back, but look at him also torque that right knee."
Eric Hardy: "Falcon's scrambling for the ropes, but Holland has him down."
Willy Carter: "These two men are giving it their all!"
Holland retains the Excellence of Execution. He will not release the hold and he does not have to. The official checks on Falcon, but no matter how much Falcon pleads to end the hold - he is not forced. There is no submission victory here. Regardless, Holland continues the hold.
Willy Carter: "This is just grueling to watch!"
Finally, Holland releases the submission and immediately he is off for the turnbuckle. Falcon's having a hard time recuperating from the hold and it is not long before Holland is to the top of the pole. He reaches for the briefcase.
Almost.
Eric Hardy: "Holland has the briefcase in his hands! Falcon's still down."
The latch is giving Holland a problem, but it does not give him a problem for long. He is taken down by a desperate Falcon, striking the ropes. Holland becomes crotched on top of the turnbuckle and then falls backwards - trapped in the tree of woe! Falcon uses the ropes to stand and spies Holland entangled on the turnbuckle. As fast as he can move, hobbling on a knee, Falcon leaps. He would have drop-kicked Holland but is wise and does not wish to further injure himself. He instead drops an elbow across Holland's head!
Eric Hardy: "Holland almost had this won!"
Collapsing from the corner, Holland finds himself in Falcon's clutches. Falcon pounds his right fist into Holland's skull as both men struggle from get up from the mat. Holland is able to get to his feet faster than Falcon as he is not impaired by the broken wheel, but it is Falcon that lands a successful face-buster - driving Holland's head into the mat.
Falcon knows he has to make it up the turnbuckle, but that is a mountain to climb right now. He opts to left the blood circulate in his leg and continue lashing Holland. He drills Holland with a series of punches before Irish whipping him to the ropes. No. Holland counters. He throws Falcon to the ropes. Falcon hobbles across the ring, favoring the knee, and - when he returns to Holland - is struck in the knee once more. Holland lands a quick drop-kick into Falcon's leg.
Willy Carter: "Holland is making sure he's going to win this match. He's giving us a great show. Falcon's having a hard time, but not giving up. This man just needs one opportunity and that'll be it. We've seen it from Falcon several times before!"
Not allowing Falcon time, Holland guides his opponent to his feet. Then, in one quick motion, sends Falcon over the top rope!
Eric Hardy: "Holland just sent Falcon out to the floor and he's on his way to the top."
Willy Carter: "Wait! Falcon's hanging onto the bottom rope! Holland's climbing, but so is Falcon."
Following Holland up the ropes, Falcon goes unseen for several moments. When he is, Holland hurries to unlatch the case. He struggles to free it again and Falcon makes it up to the top beside him. Neither of these men want to surrender their position, but Falcon knows what he must do. A Uranage from the top rope is damaging for both men. The official checks in on them, but neither competitor moves.
A replay is shown of Holland's head snapping off the canvas. The impact was especially hard on him. That would explain why Falcon is the first to stir. He actually makes it to his feet before Holland. He is off to the pole and climbs. His leg is weak, but he resists the pain. He climbs and reaches for the briefcase. He has the opportunity in the palm of his hands.
Eric Hardy: "Falcon's done it. He has that case!"
Willy Carter: "Not quite! He's struggling with that latch. Both men had this problem."
As Falcon believes he has this match won, Holland appears to ruin his dream. He tugs Falcon off the top rope. A forearm to the face is Falcon's response and immediately he sets Holland up for the Aerial Spike. Fans rise to their feet as Falcon turns, executing the move despite his bad leg! Audiences erupt!
Eric Hardy: "Falcon. OH MY!"
Exhaustion cripples these wrestlers. Falcon struggles to reach his feet. He climbs the turnbuckle like a ladder, pausing to catch breath. He reaches the top turnbuckle and balances once more. Holland shakes off the impact of Falcon's Aerial Spike - his face now drenched in blood - as the shot had reopened the wound obtained earlier.
Willy Carter: "Falcon's getting pulled-NO! He kicks Holland in the face!"
Eric Hardy: "Falcon's Whisper in the Wind and-OH! Holland catches him and drives him down with a seated power-bomb! What a counter! What a counter!"
Leaving Falcon's unconscious frame on the mat, Holland begins to climb the turnbuckle. He ascends more swiftly than before, knowing he must end this match. He must win the shot. He reaches up for the case and takes it back into his hands. Holland's close!
Eric Hardy: "Falcon's grappling for life. He has Holland and Holland descends!"
Holland drops to the mat and battles back, forcing Falcon backwards. Then, with a step forward, Holland sends a foot soaring at Falcon's skull. The Magic Touch! Falcon dodges and Holland gets his foot caught up on the top rope. Hastily, Falcon pushes Holland towards the ropes. Up and over, Holland falls out of the ring and Falcon stumbles towards the pole.
Willy Carter: "Falcon's having a hard time climbing. That leg is giving him Hell!"
Falcon reaches and - in one effortless tug - pulls the briefcase latch open. The briefcase falls into his hands and he has secured a victory! He has won this number one contendership match to the National Title.
Eric Hardy: Holy hell Falcon has done it, Falcon has done it! He's the number on contender to the National Championship!
Willy Carter: A well deserved accomplishment for the winged one.
Eric Hardy: And fans, I've just been given word that Leonard is in the hospital and his vital signs are stable. Things are looking good, for Leonard to make a full recovery.
Willy Carter: That's great news, but Leonard is gonna have to take it easy from here on out I'm sure.
Eric Hardy: Oh I'm sure, but we'll keep you updated fans, up next we have an amazing mugging.
"Let's FIGHT!"
"Loyalty.. is what.. I need.. to see from you.."
"You're insecure.."
"I can see the fear that breeds in your heart.."
"Where will you hide"
"I see the blood"
"Drip from your eyes"
Lets get it on"
"And we'll fight!"
"The Leader of lost souls."
"You can't kill me.. I'm Immortal.."
"My soul will travel on."
"You can't kill me.. I'm IMMORRRTTTAAALLL
X-Division Title Match:
Angel vs. Xavier Williams
Willy Carter: Don't you mean XDivision title match.
Eric Hardy: I meant what I said, This is going to be nothing short of a screw job. It's completely set up perfectly for Jacobs and Social Distortion.
Willy Carter: Hmm, we'll have to see and find out won't we?
The camera cuts to the ring where Down's "3 Suns and 1 Star" can be heard dying down as Tyler Jacobs stands in the center of the ring donning a referee shirt.
Willy Carter: Well it looks like we might be ready for our X-Division screwjob-I mean match.
Eric Hardy: What? You think because it's pretty much Angel versus Social Distortion that it's a screwjob?
The lights dim out as an organ plays a grim and foreboding tune, before a wailing guitar kicks in. Strobe lights flash wildly with the drums as the titantron kicks to life with huge red text saying "PLEASE DO NOT ADJUST YOUR SANITY" just then the full song of Avenged Sevenfold's "Critical Acclaim" hits the speakers.
"Sssh...quiet you might piss somebody off!
The Spike Kane logo flashes on the tron and is met with huge boos from the crowd. Spike Kane walks out onto the stage slowly and calmly with a smug grin on his face.
"(Self-righteousness is wearing thin)
Spike makes his way onto the ramp way, smirking at the fans who scream and shout at him as he makes his way towards the ring.
"I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far, a clone!"
Spike climbs up the stairs and walks along he apron, ducking under the ropes and spinning back on himself climbing up the turnbuckle, he extends his arms before thrusting them into an X across his chest.
"So how does it feel to know that someone's kid in the heart of America
Has blood on their hands, fighting to defend your rights?
So you can maintain the lifestyle that insults his family's existence
Well, where I'm from we have a special salute we aim high in the air
Towards all those pompous assholes who spend their days pointing fingers"
Spike smirks to the crowd as the song reaches a certain point.
"F*CK YOUUUUUUU!!!"
Spike drops off the turnbuckles and slowly walks into the middle of the ring, rolling his shoulders and shaking his legs.
Eric Hardy: Well it looks like our...special guest 'enforcer' is here...
Willy Carter: Ooh, look! Here we go!
{The lights flash blue and white, and they flicker around the arena following the piano beat. Then a spotlight focuses on the stage and we see a figure at the entrance area
I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag
of this weed it gives me the s**t needed to be
the most meanest MC on this… on this Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre s**t that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve
all this tension dispensin these sentences
Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest
and I rest again peacefully…
We then see the man walk out, black hoodie, unzipped, hood up and black skull-mouth bandana over his mouth. and he walks down the ramp, some of the fans are reaching out, some are giving him the finger, but he is looking at the ring with a look of intensity. He walks around the ringside area, still looking into the ring
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
if you tempt me my tank is on empty…
No patience is in me and if you offend me
I'm liftin you 10 feet in the air
I don't care who is there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you...
I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me
Xavier hops on the ring apron and slingshots into the ring and hops on the turnbuckle, his arms crossed in an 'X' formation over his chest, as the arena lights stop flickering and a blue spotlight focuses on him. He hops off the ropes and takes the bandana off and tosses it to the side
And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
He takes off his hoodie and starts to bounce around and circling his wrists and he still has a focused on his face.
Willy Carter: Well, three quarters of Social Distortion are here and awaiting the arrival of the Champ, Angel!
The lights go out and the fans begin to scream.
Superstition, now add Jealousy.
Dragula by Rob Zombie starts to play, the fans go even crazier. A spot light shines on the stage, and Angel is now standing there in the fabled "Jesus" pose. Smoke rises up from the floor around him. Strobe lights begin flashing all over the arena. Shelly walks out behind Angel and wraps herself around him.
Dead, I am the one Exterminating son
Slipping through the trees strangling the breeze
As he takes his first few steps a wall of flames erupts out of the floor behind him. Angel walks, determined, to the ring with Shelly at his side. A few fans hands reach out to him as he goes down the ramp, the wall of flames still burning behind him.
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm
As he and Shelly reach the apron, Angel looks around then heads up the steps, Shelly right behind him.
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula!
(Happens during chorus.)Once on the apron Angel climbs to the top rope on the outside and once again throws his arms out and his head back in the "Jesus" pose. Shelly gets in the ring and waits for her savior. He then rips off the NCW X-Division Championship and holds it high over his head. After about five seconds he climbs over and jumps down into the ring. He stays in the corner he jumped down from, and lowers his head, his shoulder length braids covering his face. The lights come back on as the music dies. Shelly heads back out to ring side. Angel awaits his match.
Eric Hardy: It's crunch time Willy, time to kick-start this hell of a match!
Eric Hardy: Closed fist? What? Is Tyler on drugs?
Willy Carter: No he's just using his brains, distracting Angel to give Xavier time to get up.
Eric Hardy: Imagine what would happen if Xavier was playing possum and got up-
Willy Carter: Wow can you feel the sadism coming from him?
Eric Hardy: Kinda scary...
Eric Hardy: Aww come on, your taking the mickey.
Willy Carter: Using the numbers game to their advantage Hardy.
Eric Hardy: My god...what are they going to do to Angel?
Willy Carter: This match has turned into a full scale war!!
Eric Hardy: OH MY GOD!!
Willy Carter: Oh I see, trying to take Styles place huh?
Eric Hardy: This does not look good for the Social enemies...
Tyler Jacobs: Ahem...as the official of this match I'm hereby proclaiming that if the members of Social Enemies not involved in this match up so much as breathe on any member of Social Distortion or this ring..Angel will be disqualified and the title will change hands!
Willy Carter: Wow, Angel almost lost the title by count out there.
Eric Hardy: Swing and a miss!
Willy Carter: nobodies home!
Eric Hardy: Angel full of bravado here.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen due to the referees call, via disqualification (huge boos from the crowd) the NEW nCw X-division champion is Xavier Williams!
Eric Hardy: What the hell? Social Distortion just royaly screwed Angel out of that title, right before our very eyes!
Willy Carter: somebody stop this, they've put this man through enough already tonight!
Eric Hardy: Look! Reinforcements!
Eric Hardy: That bastard Tyler Jacobs and his lacky Spike Kane have again screwed Angel over. This is a shame.
Willy Carter: Hey, Jacobs is just getting as much cent from Angel as he can since Angel hurt nCw's top draw.
Eric Hardy: First, you're crazy if you think Jacobs has anything in mind except his own good and second, that's highly debateable in it's own right.
Willy Carter: You believe what you want to believe and so will I. How about we get to our next match?
Eric Hardy: I concur, because it looks to be a great one.
Willy Carter: Most definitely. A hardcore match to decide the Xtreme champion? Wow.
Eric Hardy: Before the match begins I hear there is something we have to see backstage… what now?
{Backstage we can see Dave Holland walking back to his locker room. He's still in his wrestling gear and looks considerably the worse for wear having lost his shot at the national title. Beside him and slightly behind is Terry Tate, Dave's personal bodyguard.}
Terry: It happens Mr Holland... don't take it too bad.
Dave: I'm not. Falcon's a good kid, he deserves that shot. I just hope he appreciates it.
Terry: And if he doesn't?
Dave: I dunno... I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
{Dave turns around the corner and we can see the door to his locker room. Stood outside waiting for her husband is Melanie Holland-Black holding baby Alex in her arms.}
Dave: Hey you.
{Dave leans in and kisses his son. He then looks at Melanie.}
Dave: And you would be?
{She looks shocked before the two share some laughter and she jabs Dave in the arm who winces... he has just lost a wrestling match after all. They then kiss briefly.}
Melanie: You ready to go? Alex is getting sleepy.
{Right on cue the baby yawns which is so unbelievably cute Terry lets out a womanly 'awwww'}
Dave: Alright... I'll just get changed and we'll head off.
{Dave opens the locker room door and steps inside. He turns on the lights and suddenly the entire mood changes. Where there was once joy there is now fear.. once laughter, now alarm. The camera turns to see what they're all looking at.
The room is trashed. Completely trashed, no locker door is left intact, no bench unflipped and all the clothes are strewn across the floor and broken doors left scattered across the room. What's most disturbing though is the graffiti. Not art like you see sometimes but seemingly the scrawlings of a madman. The entire room is covered with red writing, all the same word. }
'Failure'
Melanie: Wha... what the hell is this?
Dave: I don't know. Here.. take Alex back to the hotel. I'll take a cab later.
{Dave hands Melanie a set of car keys.}
Dave: Terry.. you go with her.
Terry: But Mr Holland...
Dave: Terry... if I was going to be attacked don't you think they'd have done it by now? Just go.
{Terry, Melanie and little Alex all go off camera as Dave looks across the locker room again. The camera zooms in on the most prominent word in the room as the camera returns to your usual broadcast.}
LIKE ME MOTHERF*CKER YOU'VE BEEN AT IT FOR TOO LONG!
While you feed off others insecurities
You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds!"
Lies inside your head your best friend
(Heart bleeds but not for fellow man)
Broken glass, your fake reflection"
Hardcore Rules Xtreme Title Match:
JackHammer vs. Dark Prophet
{The riff to the first verse of Slipknot's title track to their second album, Iowa, begins to pulsate from the P.A. speakers. The lights go low, and rain falls onto the entrance ramp. The fans begin to pop, before going silent. Scattered heat spreads through the arena as the lyrics begin to play. Prophet's large shadow, along with Fate's, stands at the entrance in the rain.
Relax... it's over, you belong to me
I fill your mouth with dirt
Relax... it's over, you can never leave I take your second digit with me...
Love...
Prophet begins to walk slowly down the ramp, clothed in a straight jacket. Fate helps him along as the dark song continues to play. The fans give a mixed reaction, some happy for his brutal career, others who hate him for it.
You are... my first, I can barely breathe
I find you fascinating
You are... my favorite, lay you down to sleep
It's all that I can do to stop...
Love...
Prophet steps up the stairs, and the song cuts to near the end. He enters the ring slowly with help of Fate. He makes sure he is methodical in every move he makes with his large frame.
YOU ARE MINE, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MINE
I CAN TEAR YOU APART
I CAN RECOMBINE YOU
ALL I WANT IS TO COVET YOU ALL
YOU BELONG TO ME
I WILL KILL YOU TO LOVE YOU. (love)
LOVE YOU
LOVE YOU
He steps through the ropes, before he kneels down in the nearest corner. Fate takes off his straight jacket as the lights rise. His cold eyes are fixed upon the mat as he waits for the bell to ring like a psycho ready to attack.}
Willy Carter: Dark Prophet looks scarily ready to defend his title.
Eric Hardy: FINALLY! Someone intelligent enough to recognize the talent of the wrestlers in that ring. Every week I have to listen to this match is gonna be boring, da da da. Finally I can talk about how....
{Ten Thousand Fists by Disturbed plays on the PA as JackHammer and Angel come through the curtain, JackHammer then stops at the top of the ramp and looks around to the crowd before raising his left fist as pyros shoot off on the stage. JackHammer and Angel head down the ramp as flame pyros shoot off along the whole length of the ramp to the ring. Angel heads to the corner as JackHammer climbs the ring steps, he then stops at the top step and raises his left fist sending pyros shooting out of the ring posts. JackHammer then steps into the ring over the top rope and removes his duster and bandanna.}
Eric Hardy: He interrupted me!
Willy Carter: To be honest Eric, I'm kinda glad.
{The referee of the match, Mitch Kennedy, walks to the center of the ring with Dark Prophet's Xtreme title, and raises it in the air before ringing the bell. The two circle each other for a few seconds before Prophet comes in with a running clothesline that misses. Jack comes over and hits a reverse DDT on Prophet and tries to lock in a headlock, but Prophet rolls it into a pin in his favor, but it doesn't even get a 1 count. The two stand up and Prophet comes over quickly with a huge clothesline that connects and sends the two over the top rope.}
Willy Carter: What a huge clothesline! Prophet has gained the momentum here.
Eric Hardy: It's certainly in favor of Prophet here, but things change quick.
{Prophet gets to his feet and looks under the ring. He finds a kendo stick, and brings it over to Hammer. He pulls back and with a loud crack brings it across JackHammer's forehead. Prophet gets an evil look on his face as he starts unloading kendo stick shots onto JackHammer. Prophet finally drops the broken piece of wood. Prophet then brings JackHammer over to the ring apron and slams his head against it. Prophet lifts up JackHammer for a suplex, but it's countered into a neckbreaker!}
Eric Hardy: And that changes the momentum!
Willy Carter: Indeed it does.
{JackHammer pounces on the opportunity by landing some stiff blows to the head. JackHammer looks under the ring, and finds a cookie sheet, and smacks it over Prophet's forehead with authority. The cookie sheet is pretty much dented in half, so JackHammer tosses it to the ground. JackHammer then lifts Prophet up and brings him to the ramp! He lifts him up in a torture rack position on the middle of it, and slams him with a crushing piledriver! JackHammer quickly gets up and brings Prophet up with him. Jack sets up a suplex off the ramp, onto the concrete floor, but Prophet instead turns it into a reverse DDT. JackHammer slams to the ground, and suddenly Prophet has JackHammer into a powerbomb spot! He dives off the ramp with a Bonecrusher! Prophet hooks his legs! 1.....2.....3! }
National Title Match:
JFK vs. Joe Everyman vs. John Anthony
Eric Hardy: Now it's time for that moment, we will find out who Falcon will be gunning at.
Willy Carter: I wonder if Everyman can keep up this awesome streak he has going.
Eric Hardy: He's already pulled out a win in this match once, the question is.. can he do it again.
The familiar sound of the intro and classic bass line for Van Halens's "Running with the Devil" comes over the P.A. system as the house lights go out and a golden hue of lights over takes the arena. The entrance way fills with a rain of gold pyro JFK emerges from the rain of gold. He's wearing his "Quality Tennessee Sour Mash Asskicking" t-shirt and his wrestling gear that consist of black tights and white trim with the same logo as the t-shirt has on the back. The right leg has a wild looking joker print on it (kind of like the Graphix logo) the left leg has J.F.K going down the center, shin protector boots and knee pads all black with white highlights and his fists taped up.
I live my life like theres no tomorrow
And all Ive got I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes I'm living at a pace that kills
JFK gives a sly cocky grin towards the crowd who are reacting with a mix reaction half seem to cheer half seam to boo. JFK cross's his arms in the X pose and grins behind his fists as he slowly lets both his middle fingers out mocking the sXe pose. He comes walking down the ramp way and rips his shirt up over his head tossing it to the crowd then pausing as...
Runnin with the devil!
Running with the devil!
JFK takes his time getting to the ring stairs, he takes the stairs one by one as Eddy Van Halen rips the first mini guitar solo. He ducks between the middle and top rope to enter the ring and heads straight for the center of the ring once again doing the X pose with his arms crossed before him then he once more lifts his middle fingers we see him mouth the words "Do Somethin"
found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody waiting at home
He then goes to the corner stretching him self on the ropes and stretching his legs as he awaits the start of the match with an intense look on his face.
Eric Hardy: And here is JFK representing the Empire.
Willy Carter: He looks hungry Hardy.
Eric Hardy: I'll give him that.
{The lights go out in the arena then Praise by Sevendust begins to blare over the sound system. about 10 seconds into the song You see John Anthony emerge from the curtin followed by Armelli. He walks out and crosses his arms and stops at the top of the ramp then pyro shoots off behind him As the Pyro is shooting off Armelli is pointing at Anthony. He then walks to the ring with his arms at his side followed by Armelli. When he gets to the apron and he stands there for a few seconds before jumping on the apron. You see Armelli walking up steps and walks through the ropes. Before Anthony steps through the ropes he wipes his feet off. He gets in the ring takes his sun glasses off and throws them to the crowd. He walks to each of the turnbuckles raising his arms high in the air. As Anthony is going to each turnbuckle Armelli is talking to the ref. Anthony steps down and walks to the far corner waiting for the bell to sound.}
Eric Hardy: Now here's John Anthony, who felt he was cheated out of the national title the last go around.
Willy Carter: Well he fought his heart out, and wasn't pinned…. I can't say I wouldn't feel the same way.
Eric Hardy: I'm with you.
{Survival of the Sickest hits and the fans go crazy as Joe Everyman runs to the ring with the National title around his waist. He hands the belt to the referee who hands it off to the time keeper after holding it high into the air for the crowd to see.}
Willy Carter: About time, lets get this thing started
Eric Hardy: And here we go.
{The match is underway as all three men slowly circle the ring the whole time eyeing each other uneasily. Anthony takes a step forward and both Everyman and JFK jump in defense but Anthony stops and continues staring. Finally Everyman is the first to act when he signals to JFK for them to gang up on Anthony but instead clotheslines JFK in the back of the head when thy both begin to approach him. Anthony and Joe begin stomping JFK in the back as he tries to get up but can't. Everyman pulls JFK to his feet and he and Anthony give him a double suplex. Anthony and Everyman get back up and they pull JFK up with them. Anthony irish whips JFK into the corner and Joe runs in with a jumping knee attack, Joe rolls out of the way as JFK staggers forward. Anthony catches him and hits an overhead release belly to belly suplex. Anthony gets to his feet and bends over to pull JFK back up but from behind is Everyman who rolls Anthony up with a school boy. 1….2… but Anthony easily forces his way out of the pin.}
Willy Carter: Everyman tried to sneak one out there.
Eric Hardy: Yeap, but Anthony was too smart and easily kicked out of it.
Willy Carter: Anthony looks prepared to be National champion at the end of the night.
Eric Hardy: He sure does, he's been wanting this title for a long time now.
{Anthony rolls over and is back on his feet, Everyman does the same but he is quickly sent back down to the mat as Anthony hits a huge clothesline. Anthony pulls Everyman to his feet and irish whips him into the corner. Anthony then focuses on JFK and pulls him back to his feet and irish whips JFK into the same corner with Everyman making the two collide. Anthony gets a head of steam and comes rushing in and looks for a splash! JFK side steps but Everyman doesn't and Anthony hits the move, Anthony turns to face JFK but gets a kick in the stomach followed by a DDT as Everyman staggers out of the corner. JFK gets to his feet, he jumps over Anthony's body and into the corner behind Joe. JFK wraps his arms around Joe's waist and lifts him and releases him with a german suplex that sends Everyman neck and head first into the turnbuckles! The fans gasp as JFK tucks Joes arms in and covers him. 1….2…. but Everyman just gets his foot on the rope.}
Eric Hardy: Wow Willy, I was thinking that could have been it.
Willy Carter: Oh, it was close that's for sure, did you see Everyman's head bounce off the turnbuckles?
Eric Hardy: I sure did, it was sickening to watch in deed.
Willy Carter: That JFK, he doesn't care what it takes to win.
Eric Hardy: No doubt, I think that's a little Davey Ortega/Empire mentality also.
Willy Carter: Good point, everyone in that Empire just loves to win, they don't care how they come, they just want "W's"
{Anthony is back to his feet now after using the ropes for leverage. JFK comes at him as soon as he sees this but Anthony lowers a shoulder and sends JFK up and over the top rope. JFK lands on the apron and reaches into the ring and gives Anthony the Hot shot before sliding back in under the bottom rope. JFK covers Anthony 1…2.. but that's where it ends as Anthony still has fight left in him. Everyman pulls himself up also and sees JFK getting to his feet after attempting to beat Anthony, Everyman approaches JFK but K kicks him in the side and then spins up and cracks a standing enziguiri to the side of Everyman's head. Anthony comes up behind JFK and locks him in a full nelson, he lifts and throws him down with the full nelson slam. Everyman dives at Anthony's knee and gives him a chop block from behind bringing Anthony to one knee. Everyman is still feeling the effects of the kick as he lays on the mat. Anthony, holds his leg but manages to fight his way back up and JFK rolls over and pulls himself up using the ropes. Everyman begins shaking his head and pulls himself to his feet trying to shake that kick still. Anthony delievers a blow to Everyman, a stiff right hook, JFK turns and takes one as well. Everyman tries again and takes another punch, the same with JFK! Anthony hits Everyman again! And then hits JFK again, this time he takes JFK's hand and irish whips him into the ropes and gives him a spinebuster on the way back! Anthony gets up and catches a sneak attack punch from Everyman and puts a knee into Joe's ribs. He puts Joe's head under his arms and takes both of his arms and hits a double underhook suplex! Anthony covers Joe 1….2….. but JFK at the last moment dives breaking up the pinfall attempt!}
Eric Hardy: So close! Anthony almost pulled that out!
Willy Carter: He was certainly on fire there, Joe tried to sneak up on him and he paid for it.
Eric Hardy: Indeed. Too bad JFK had just enough life left in him to break that up.
Willy Carter: Yeah a split second was all there was between Anthony and that title.
{JFK gets back to his feet as does Anthony. JFK comes at Anthony with an elbow that catches Anthony right in the nose sending him staggering backwards into the corner. JFK runs and jumps onto the middle rope and begins punching Anthony in the face, Anthony wraps his arms around JFK's waist and walks out of the corner and violently throws him back in! Anthony measures JFK and then slaps him hard across the chest with a knife edge chop! The fans around the arena scream "wooooo" as Anthony hits another, followed by another! Then seemingly out of nowhere there is Joe Everyman coming up behind Anthony and hits a falling reverse DDT! JFK comes out of the corner with red stripes going across his chest and attempts to kick Everyman right in the face but Everyman rolls out of the way and springs to his feet. JFK turns to face him but takes a drop kick for his efforts. Everyman gets to his feet and sees Anthony rolling back to a vertical base. Everyman kicks Anthony in the gut and looks for his Twist of Fate but Anthony keeps his vertical base and takes Joe and tosses him as he spins!}
Eric Hardy: Joe Everyman was on a role, but Anthony put a stop to it fast when he went for that twist of fate.
Willy Carter: It was over if Joe could have hit that move, too bad Anthony hit the breaks.
Eric Hardy: Too bad.
{Anthony goes over to Everyman and pulls him off the mat from behind. Anthony takes Everyman around the waist and then hits a german suplex. Anthony holds on and continues hitting german suplex's hitting his "Three Amigoes" move! The last German suplex Anthony hits he holds onto the move and bridges 1….2….but JFK again dives breaking up the pin attempt! Anthony looks upset as he gets to his feet and turns to face JFK, Anthony takes a swing but JFK catches his arm and hits an STO! JFK covers Anthony 1….2…. but Anthony just gets his shoulders off the mat in time!}
Willy Carter: Almost Hardy.. ALMOST!
Eric Hardy: That sure was close Willy, just a split second longer and we would have had a new National champion.
Willy Carter: They're giving it their all right now, that's for sure.
Eric Hardy: I can't argue with you there.
{JFK is back to his feet and pulls up Anthony as well, he places Anthony's head under his arm looking for the Nail in the Coffin, but he can't get it off as Everyman rushes him and clotheslines JFK back down the mat! Anthony falls to his knees looking to get his wind back. Everyman kicks Anthony hard in the ribs and then positions himself waiting for JFK to get back to his feet. JFK rolls back to a vertical base and both Joe and Karn reach out for each other locking up. JFK takes the advantage and grabs Joe's head and hits an European uppercut that sends Everyman sumbling backwards into the ropes. Joe comes forward but right into… no he lowers his head and runs under the spinning heel kick attempt he bounces off the ropes and come back and hits a diving forearm that sends JFK to mat! Everyman gets to his feet he turns right into Anthony who lifts Everyman onto his shoulders and hits the Dead on Arrival!!! Anthony rolls back up to his feet and bends over to grab one of Joe's legs for the pin, but from behind he gets shoved by JFK and gets sent through the middle rope to the floor, JFK covers Everyman 1….2…3! Winner and new National Champion James Franklin Karn!!!
Willy Carter: JFK steals a win here tonight and becomes the National Champion!
Eric Hardy: My gawd, Anthony does all the work and that snake JFK steals one away, I can't believe what I'm seeing.
Willy Carter: Look at Anthony, he is livid on the outside.
{JFK is handed the title by the referee and has his arm raised high, Anthony looks furious and rolls into the ring but JFK runs out of the other side of the ring and runs up the ramp with a smile on his face and the title in his hand.}
Willy Carter: I guess that just happens sometimes Hardy, Anthony had this match won… that's for sure, JFK just took advantage of the situation.
Grudge Match:
Davey Ortega vs. Adam Knite
Hardy: Well regardless, Amazing, amazing night so far. Pretty much unbelievable. And now we are prepared for what I am sure is going to be a match of the year candidate.
Carter: I'm sure your right Eric. However, some would say that this match is in fact a mis match.
Hardy: Some would say that. But in my opinion, Davey Ortega is more than capable of handling himself in almost any situation.
Carter: Well Eric, Davey is known for biting off more than he can chew. And I think this time is going to be one of those.
Hardy: I'll bite, how?
Carter: He's managed to piss off Helms and Knite. He's pissed off the Social Enemies. He's bound to piss of Social Distortion. He's pissed off Dark Prophet and Jackhammer. He's lucky they all haven't teamed up and destroyed him already.
Hardy: I see your point.
Carter: No matter what, I am looking forward to this Davey VS Goliath like situation.
Hardy: As am I, and it looks like we won't have to wait any longer…
''Ladies and Gentleman'' by Saliva. scream out of the speakers, as Davey emerges from the back. A mixed reaction comes toward him, though he plainly smiles. He walks down the ramp looking at the fans. He goes to the ringside fans and offers to sign autographs, some take his offer, some don't. After a minute of autographs he turns his attention to the ring and walks onto the apron via stairs. He climbs into the ring and waves to the fans to once more hear their mixed reaction of him.
Hardy: Look at Ortega, more confident than ever I imagine.
Carter: Did you see his match with Angel?
Hardy: Yes…
Carter: He has every reason to be confident.
Hardy: Angel had him right where he wanted him, and he got dqed.
Carter: A true genius.
Hardy: I suppose, that or he couldn't stand being proven wrong by Angel.
Carter: Allot of people wouldn't.
Hardy: True.
Carter: Now here comes his opponent.
{Trade Yourself by Shinedown hits the PA system and the fans are on their feet in anticipation. As the song picks up smoke rises and finally the pyros are set off with one big bang as Adam Knite steps out onto the ramp with his arms outstretched. He walks to the ring soaking in the fans cheers before reaching the ring where he climbs up onto the apron and springs into the ring. Knite immediately runs to the nearest corner and climbs up holding out his arms for the fans to cheer him on. After a brief stay on the turnbuckles, Adam jumps off and waits for the match to begin}
Hardy: I can't imagine these two are going to wait around for a bell…
Carter: I'm going to have to…
Before the sentence is even out, Davey Ortega comes running at Adam Knite. Ortega launches himself at Knite at full speed. Knite catches him and belly to belly suplexs him right onto his back. Ortega is quick to his feet and lands a Flair like chop to the "woo" of the fans. Knite doesn't seem to be fazed. Ortega goes for another. Knite blocks it. Knite connects with a stiff right hand. Ortega falls back. Ortega quickly spring boards off the ropes and drop kicks Knite right in the chest. Knite drops to one knee. Ortega is up and stiff kicks Knite right in his face. Knite leans over on his side. Otega runs to the ropes, bounces off, Knite springs up and spears Ortega hard to the mat. The fans respond with cheers.
Carter: Pretty impressive back and forth match so far.
Hardy: Your right about that. Ortega is really putting up a strong fight.
Carter: We'll see if he can get the momentum back after that spear.
Knite gets on top of Ortega and begins a ground and pound. The ref warns him and pulls him off after four stiff right hands to Ortega's face. Knite is trying to push past the ref who is blocking his path. Ortega is up, he runs off to the ropes, spring boards off and grabs Adam Knite with a devastating bull dog. Davey Ortega with his technical prowess locks Knite right into a crossface. The fans start booing Davey's bad taste in move selection.
Hardy: Adam is pretty far from the ropes.
Carter: Surely another genius plot by our resident genius Davey Ortega.
Hardy: Why'd you say genius twice?
Carter: Seemed needed.
Hardy: Okay…
Carter: Adam is struggling.
Hardy: Davey wants him to submit. I doubt that'll happen this early on into the match.
Carter: A crossface can be a pretty persuasive move, if applied right.
Hardy: It would seem that is what Davey is going for.
Davey is pulling back as hard as he can. Adam is screaming in pain, but he will not give in. He is maybe four feet from the ropes. Adam is trying to pull himself to the ropes. Davey is some how over powering him. Davey is applying as much pressure as possible. Adam tries to throw a punch back at Davey's face. He just misses him. He tries again, nails Davey right on the nose. Davey lets out a scream. Adam now begins throwing his fist back over and over again, hitting and missing Davey several times. Davey lets up enough pressure for Adam to drag himself to the ropes and grab on. The ref is forced to break the hold. Davey gets right up and begins to stomp Adam in the back.
Hardy: Adam Knite was almost forced to submit right there.
Carter: I'm sure Davey will figure something else out.
Hardy: Your sure backing him pretty hard.
Carter: What? I'm going with the obvious winner.
Hardy: Obvious?
Carter: I don't see Trent, so I don't see him winning.
Hardy: That logic seems a little flawed.
Carter: Main reason I didn't ask for your opinion.
Hardy: Your kind of a dick.
Carter: Can we focus on the match at hand?
Hardy: Gladly.
The ref is trying to push Davey back, but he will not cease the stomps to Adam's back. Knite manages to pull himself to the outside. Davey grabs the ropes and catapults himself over the top, looking for a cross body, Knite spots it, catches him, and drops him ribs first on the guard rails. Davey stays there for a second then slides over the top into the crowd. Adam Knite reaches over and begins to lay some more punches in to Davey's head. The ref is once again trying to break up the brawl. The ref backs Adam up against the apron. Davey is to his feet. Davey jumps up onto the top of the guard rail and leaps off for a clothes line. Davey nails both Adam and the ref. All three crash into the apron and down to the floor.
Carter: That is why I back Davey Ortega.
Hardy: He is determined.
Carter: He's something all right.
The ref rolls over onto his stomach. Davey Ortega is quick to his feet. He begins looking under the ring for a chair, or some other weapon. Adam Knite starts to get up. Davey pulls out a chair. He brings it up over his head, Adam throws himself hard at Davey and drops him with a clothes line of his own. Davey drops the chair. Adam picks it up. Davey rolls over. Adam holds the chair up, the fans cheer. Adam brings it down hard on Davey's back. Davey slumps back onto the floor. Adam lays the chair on his back. Adam climbs up onto the ring apron, he runs down the side of the ring and comes off with a flying leg drop right onto the chair on Davey Ortega's scarred back. Davey begins screaming like crazy.
Carter: Adam knows where to hit Davey to make it hurt.
Hardy: Adam has allot to hurt him for.
Carter: It's only a matter of time before Davey gets this match back.
Hardy: Seriously, I know that Kelly likes to make bets on the matches, but don't tell me you do too?
Carter: I wouldn't call them bets. You need money to bet.
Hardy: What?
Carter: It's not important.
Adam Knite his up. He nails Davey once again hard on the back. Adam sets the chair up and pulls Davey to his feet. Adam Russian leg sweeps Davey back first onto the standing chair. This time Davey seems to be out cold. Adam looks under the ring now and pulls out a table. Adam slides it into the ring. He then pulls the ref up and rolls him into the ring. Davey starts to get up, Adam nails a standing drop kick sending Davey back first into the steel steps.
Hardy: Nice drop kick from the big man.
Carter: Decent enough.
Hardy: So, do you just owe allot of money then?
Carter: Not important.
Adam brings Davey to his feet again. Adam goes for an Irish whip, Davey stops two feet from Adam and suddenly retaliates with a Pele kick right to Adam's face. Both men are down. The ref is just now starting to stir. Davey picks up the chair. Adam slowly pulls himself up to his feet. Davey swings the chair hard and cracks Adam right over the head. Adam stands there for a second then tumbles over. Davey smiles and taps the side of his head. He slides in the ring and begins to stand up the table.
Hardy: This isn't going to be good, whatever it is.
Carter: It could be exactly what he needs to turn this match around for himself.
Hardy: Or it could cost him the match, like last week.
Carter: Either way, I thinks it's going to be good.
Hardy: I'd bet on it.
Davey Ortega is standing up the table in the center of the ring. Adam Knite is climbing up on the ring apron. Davey runs and nails a flying forearm to Adam's head. Adam almost lets go. Davey goes off the second rope and spins kicks Adam Knite. Adam flies off the apron onto the guard rail.
Hardy: Davey is pulling out all the stops against Adam Knite.
Carter: He needs too.
The ref is beginning to stir. Davey goes to the ropes. Davey looks like he's going to go for a flying cross body. Adam is quicker as he grabs onto Davey's legs and pulls him onto his back. Adam tries to pull Davey out of the ring, but Davey manages to kick him into the guard rails.
Carter: Trying to maintain the offense.
Hardy: Allot of back and forth action here.
Adam rushes and slides into the ring. Davey is up too. Davey charges, Adam Knite nails KNITES OF THE ROUND! Adam goes for the pin.
One, Two, Thre KICK OUT!
Hardy: So close.
Carter: Too close.
Hardy: Both men are probably surprised with that.
Carter: Davey probably thought it was over, but he found that last bit of energy he needed.
Hardy: This can go either way.
The ref is up now, he throws up his hand for a two count. Adam pulls Davey up. Adam Irish Whips Davey Ortega, Davey ducks a clothes line attempt, comes off the ropes, Adam turns and nails the Perfect Dark. He goes for another pin.
One, Two, KICK OUT!
Hardy: Wow… Just wow.
Carter: I didn't know he had it in him.
Adam is now frustrated. He grabs Davey and gives him a hard spin buster. Adam looks ready to finish this. Adam begins to pull Davey up. Davey lands a couple of forearms to Adam's chest. Adam lets go. Davey goes off the ropes, Adam Knite grabs him in a back body drop right onto the table. The tables doesn't break.
Carter: This could be it.
Hardy: It is going to it for someone.
Carter: But who?
Hardy: I don't see them both walking away this time.
Carter: I agree with you there.
Adam Knite springs to the top rope, takes enough time to stand up strait then suddenly the arena is black, and the nCw-Tron begins to play.
{Knite looks up and sees the video playing. Knite is distracted as Ortega comes up he takes Adam in his arms and flips him off the top rope through the table that was set up! The referee has had enough of the rule bending and begins calling for the bell DQing Ortega!}
Eric Hardy: Those POS Empire members, they screwed Knite here at Reborn!
Willy Carter: I'll have to agree there, Knite had this match in his hands but Ortega goes and gets himself DQed…. Pathetic.
Eric Hardy: Ace and Ortega again, showing their inner bastards.
Willy Carter: How about we get to our next match before you blow a gasket, huh Hardy?
Grudge Match:
Trent Helms vs. Steve Awesome
The lights in the arena fade to a deep black. As the opening acidic riff of "Pretty Handsome Awkward" by The Used hits the P.A system.
"KICKIN IT OUT!"
With that the song hits its main riff and a lone spotlight engulfs the Awesome One himself at the top of the ramp. He stands with his arms outstretched, embracing the boos from the crowd as if it fuels him. After a few moments he surveys the crowd and starts to walk down the ramp with a cocky swagger. Badmouthing his opponents, the fans, and praising himself.
"Your dream vacation, is My hostage Refuge
A work in process,
You bleed just like you puke while running a mile
I beg to differ, Make me an offer
Warm summer rain
You bleed just like you puke while running a mile"
Steve Awesome gets a running start and slides into the ring on his knees stopping right in the middle of the ring.
"Hey Are you okay? You look pretty low
Very handsome awkward!
Do you feel okay? You look pretty low
Very Handsome Awkward!"
Steve flexes his arms as silver pyro rain down from the ceiling above. He holds the pose for a few moments before hopping up and standing on a turnbuckle to talk crap to the fans and praise himself, telling the world how Awesome he really is.
Eric Hardy: Well, Steve Awesome seems rather happy tonight
HAT'S IT, I HAD IT WITH THESES MOTHER (BEEPING) SNAKES ON THIS MOTHER (BEEPIN PLANE)
Oh, I'm ready for it
Come on, bring it.
Oh, I'm ready for it
Come on, bring it.
Oh, I'm ready for it
Come on, bring it.
Oh, I'm ready for it
Come on, bring it.
So kiss me goodbye.
Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive.
So kiss me goodbye.
I can see the venom in their eyes.
Goodbye.
Trent Helms emerges on the stage, and actually receives a decent pop from the audience, he quickly makes his way down to the ring, the nCw Tag Team Title draped over his shoulder, he quickly slides into the ring, and stands on the turnbuckles, holding his arms outward.
Trent and Steve lock up, as Trent takes Awesome over with a side headlock, however Awesome is able to wrap his feet around Trent with a leg scissor, Trent kicks out, and quickly swings his leg around trying to kick Awesome who ducks under and sweep Trent legs out, going for a quick cover, One count only, Awesome tries to trip Trent who gets up first, but he jumps over his hand and nails a standing splash, once again only a one count, Trent goes for a Rolling Senton, misses, Awesome then quickly goes for a fist drop that misses, Trent leaps forwards, as Awesome catches him, who tries to Monkey Flip Trent who lands on his feet, Awesome then kips up as both men stare down each other.
Trent And Steve shake hands for a moment before Steve nails a quick forearm to the face, followed by throwing Trent into the ropes, Trent puts on the brakes and springboards, looking for a moonsault press, Awesome ducks down as Trent lands on his feet, Awesome turns around and is quickly taken down with a Huracanrana by Trent, Awesome begins to stand up as Trent goes for a seated dropkick that misses, Awesome quickly nails a big elbow to the side of Trent head as he is trying to get up, and nails a quick knee to the stomach, Awesome goes for a Snap Suplex, however Trent mearly lands on his feet behind Steve, before nailing a knee to the stomach as well, Trent places his leg over Awesome who quickly jerks his head upwards, causing Trent to backflip and land beside Awesome, before hitting a Snapmare, taking Awesome down, Trent bounces off the ropes, and goes for a Dropkick to the face, but misses, Awesome quickly goes for a cover, not even a one count, Trent then dives behind Awesome and rolls him up…One Count only…Both men get to their feet as Trent applauds his friend effort, when Steve beginning to get a little frustrated, nails a big right hand, knocking Trent backwards.
Eric Hardy: Seems things are going to get heated very quickly.
Trent has a What The Hell look on his face, as he gets to his feet, Awesome shrugs as if he did it out of habit and extends his arm again towards Trent….Trent shrugs as well and slaps Awesome hand, before quickly pulling him into a NeckbreakerLariat…Awesome gets to his feet and yells screw this, as both men charge each other, and begin to fire punches away rapidly at each other. Awesome is able to get the advantage, and throws Trent against the ropes, who puts on the brakes, Awesome charges and is caught with a Drop Toe Hold, drapping Awesome over the middle rope, Trent goes to slingshot himself over the top rope, to perform his trademark slingshot legdrop, however Awesome rolls out of the way, as Trent is able to put his brakes and land on his feet on the apron….Awesome is one step ahead when he swings his arm violently, chopblocking Trent's legs with a huge lariat, causing Trent to do a backflip, landing hard on his chest on the outside.
Willy Carter: Steve Awesome knows Trent Helms better then almost anyone, and knew the counters to Trent's counters, and may of also slowed down the aerial assult as well.
Eric Hardy: Well I didn't know how long this match would stay friendly, espically considering what may be at stake here in this match.
Trent is hurting on the outside, as Steve quickly begins to stomp away at the back of Helms, before pulling him up and quickly driving Trent backwards into the apron, as Trent groins in agony, Awesome pulls Trent up and quickly nails a Russian Legsweep against the ringside barricade once again attacking the back of Trent, as Awesome quickly has seemed to found his main target of attack as Steve quickly slides into the ring, before sliding back out to break the count, Awesome then pulls Trent who is hurting badly and isn't able to defend himself up, he pulls Trent towards the barricade, looking to Irish Whip Trent into the ring apron, Awesome whips him, before quickly turning around and taunting, however Helms manages to somehow leap forward, doing a handspring against the ropes, before catching Awesome on the way down with a DDT on the outside.
Willy Carter: That move was Unbelievable!
Trent is a little slow to get up, but manages to get to his feet again, Awesome is able to as well, showing Trent didn't get as much as he wanted on that Handspring Apron DDT, Trent then climbs up to the apron, looking to go for a Asai Moonsault, However Steve knows the move is coming and quickly grabs Trent leg before he could springboard to the middle rope, causing Trent to fall and nail his face on the apron…Awesome seeing he may have the advantage again, nails a quick kick to the side of Trent face, before reaching down and pulling up a area of the padding, as he pulls Trent up and throws him on the apron, before quickly sliding into the ring, to break the count again, Awesome grabs Trent and looks to Suplex Trent to the exposed concrete floor, however Helms is able to grab ahold of the ropes, Steve nails a quick kick to the stomach and goes to Suplex Trent again, this time lifting him, however Trent kicks his feet and comes back down on the inside of the ring, causing Steve to get caught throat first across the ring rope.
Eric Hardy: Thank God Trent was able to avoid that move.
Willy Carter: The way they're going at each other, you wouldn't believe them to actually be friends.
Trent catches his breathe for a moment, before leaping over Awesome, and grabbing him by the waist, looking to Sunset Flip Powerbomb him off the apron, but Awesome is holding on with all his might, finally he is able to gain his balance and nails a quick boot to the face of Trent, before sliding into the ring, Trent recovers and slides back into the ring himself, as Awesome nails a quick chop, Trent replies back with a chop of his own, Awesome goes for a Heart Attack but Trent senses it and ducks under before quickly kicking at Steve who catches his leg, however Trent swings his leg around nailing Steve in the back of the head with a Enzuguri, before going for the cover, Norman Dafoe drops down…One….Two…..Awesome kicks out.
Eric Hardy: Damn this is already getting brutal.
Trent gets up first, followed by Awesome who quickly catches Trent with a European Uppercut, causing Trent to stumble, Awesome then irish whips Trent off the ropes, Trent comes back looking to take Awesome down with a spinning head scissors, however Awesome turns and nails a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker, before hooking the leg, One…Two…Kickout by Trent….Awesome then applies a standing surfboard before Trent can get to his feet, once again focusing on the back of Trent, Trent refuses to submit however, as the fans begin starting to get behind Trent, who manages to get to his feet, before leaping and nailing a modified dropkick, however Trent is a little slow to get to his feet, but makes it, as he charges, as Awesome ducks under a swing by Trent and quickly grabs Trent by the neck, before hitting a Hangman Noose backbreaker, once again going for a cover…One…Two…Trent kicks out again.
Willy Carter: I don't know how much punishment Trent back can take, I'm sure he is still trying to recover from the brutal X-Treme Rules Match one week ago against Lance Ryan.
Eric Hardy: Either Way, Steve is in total control of this match
Awesome grabs Trent for a Boston Crab, but Trent tries to fight out of it, however Awesome is intent of locking the hold on Trent, he tries again, but Trent somehow manages to catch Awesome in a quick cradle…One…Two…Awesome kicks out, Trent gets up, and charges once again, however not moving nowhere to near the speed he is used too, Awesome ducks under, and quickly lifts Trent up in the air, before letting his fall face first on the ground, Awesome then quickly climbs to the middle ropes, as Trent is trying to move, Awesome leaps off and drives both his feet into the back of Trent with a double foot stomp….
Eric Hardy: That has got to be it.
Willy Carter: There is no way, Trent is kicking out of that, after all Awesome has done to his back.
Awesome goes for the cover, One….Two….Three….No Trent Helms somehow finds a way to kick out right before three, Awesome smiles and claps, before looking at the turnbuckle, then at Trent.
Eric Hardy: What the hell is Steve doing? He's came off the top rope once before, and that's unusual for Steve.
Willy Carter: Perheps he wants to show Trent, that he could perhaps do the infamous close encounter of the 630 kind as well?
Eric Hardy: There is no way Steve could perform that….Could he?
Awesome in a move that is a little uncharistic of himself, climbs to the top rope, looking for a moonsault, however Trent is able to get up and quickly dives into the ropes, causing Steve to lose his balance, as he gets caught on the top rope, Trent slowly begins to climb up to the top rope, looking for a Super Back Suplex, however Awesome comes back with several elbows to the head, as he positions the dazed Helms into the electric chair position, however Trent begins to fight back, fighting in this dangerous position on the top rope, when Helms wraps his legs tightly around the head of Awesome and flips backwards, as Steve as both men land awkwardly on the ground after a huge Reverse Huracanrana off the top rope as fans begin a nCw chant.
Helms however is very slow to even move on the ground as he lays there motionless, as Norman Dafoe gets up to a four count on both men, Trent begins to roll over and lays his arms over the chest of Awesome, unable to even hook the leg, One…..Two…..Three!
Willy Carter: Awesome rolls his shoulder out, This is unbelievable.
Eric Hardy: And we haven't even gotten the Lance Ryan v. Reckless Jack match which will be coming up next.
Trent tries to get to his feet, but seems to be suffering from the onslaught he has taken from his close friend, as he grabs ahold of the ropes to pull himself up, but falls back down to the ground, meanwhile Awesome is holding out a lot better, as he manages to get to his feet without the assistance of the ropes, and quickly nails a stiff boot right to the head of Trent, causing him to stumble off his knees onto the Apron…Awesome knowing he could end this match right now, goes to grab Trent, and hooks him for a Suplex, he lifts, however Trent is almost dead weight at this time, as he falls back onto the apron, causing the wounded Awesome off guard for a moment, causing him to be drapped over the top turnbuckle, Trent still somewhat hooked to Awesome pulls his weight down, causing Awesome to tumble out onto the apron as well. Trent tries to get to his feet first, but Awesome meets him with a big right hand, that nearly knocks Trent off the apron, Awesome goes for another punch, but Trent with perhaps his last burst of energy, ducks under and hooks Arm around his neck, before Trent free-falls backwards off the apron, driving Awesome with him with a Reverse STO, as Awesome face smacks brutally against the floor, as Trent quick groins in pain as his back smashes against the concrete floor, as the fans behind to chant….HOLY s**t!!!
Willy Carter: Unbelievable….It seems once again Trent has nearly killed himself.
Eric Hardy: Seems to be a stable of Helms at Pay Per Views, first in the two out of three falls, he was stretchered out after that unfamous missed Moonsault.
Willy Carter: Then last month at A Night To Remember, he had to have assistance getting to the back….I don't know how smart it was, doing that Reverse STO when Awesome has been focused on the back for much of this match.
Both men are motionless on the outside, as Norman Dafoe is hesitant to even register the countout, however knowing what happened last month when he stopped the Helms/Ortega match, begins to finally count both men out…One….the fans begin to chant along the count as well…Two….Three!
Eric Hardy: Still no movement what so ever from either men.
Willy Carter: This isn't good, it looks like both Steve and Trent are bleeding, a wound is opened up from when Steve face smacked the concrete, as Helms seems to be coughing up blood as well.
Four….Five….Six….Seven….Still no moment what so ever from either man.
Eric Hardy: Dafoe needs to count faster, I think Awesome has suffered a concussion, and god knows what is wrong with Trent….
Willy Carter: Up to Eight now….what is this…..Trent is actually beginning to stand up…This is Insane!
The fans actually begin to cheer Trent onwards as he manages to get to his feet, blood dripping from his lips, as he looks like a man determined to get into the ring…The Ref count gets up to Nine, as Trent grabs hold of the apron skirt, looking like he's going to do it….when suddenly he falls back down, the injuries too much for his too take…as Norman Dafoe quickly hits Ten, calling for the bell before quickly calling to the back for help.
Eric Hardy: This match will technically be considered a draw, as neither man was able to get back into the ring..
Several EMTs with two stretchers begin walk down the ramp, and begin to check on both men, EMT are beginning to lift Trent up, who pushes them away slightly, and slowly limps over towards Steve Awesome, wanting to make sure his "Room-Mate is alright", however he stumples and nearly collapses again, as Awesome is finally beginning to come around with a glazed look in his eyes, EMT have now moved Trent over near the barricade, and try to get him to leave on a stretcher, but each time, he refuses to leave, yelling, work on him first dammit…the other groups of EMT are flashing lights near Awesome, who perhaps out of instanct tries to knock them out of their hands, as they lift him up, two EMT on each side and begin to carry him to the back, as another group of EMTS are doing the same with Trent who refuses to be put on a stretcher…they get near the edge of the ramp, Awesome finally snaps out of his daze and pushes them aside, and turns around…..Trent looks onwards, as Awesome begins looking downwards, before extending his hand towards Trent, who motions to the EMT to let him go…Trent stands that for a moment, before shaking Steve hand before collapsing once again….finally EMT get both men to the back.
Eric Hardy: Well it seems that even with nearly killing each other, and having the same goal to be announced the number one contender to the nCw Championship, they can still co-exist with each other.
Willy Carter: Speaking of the nCw Championship….We could be seeing Lance Ryan last match.
The screen quickly cuts to backstage, showing Lance warming up as he grabs the nCw Championship and begins to head towards ringside.
Best 2 of 3 Falls World Title Match:
Reckless Jack vs. Lance Ryan
Without warning, the whole arena goes dark. People start to get restless and begin to talk to each other, talk on their cell phones or go to the concession stands. Then without a second warning "Head On To Heartache (Let Them Rot)" begins to play. Once the vocals begin to take the arena over, red strobe light kicks up.
"Secure and hold fast
Before you lose control!"
Red sparks fly down from the ceiling as the lights are back on. Reckless Jack stands amidst the sparks as with his arms out. He takes in the crowd's reaction before starting to make his way down to the ring. He slaps away arms that try to high five him. Once he gets down to the ring, he slides into the ring and heads to the nearest turnbuckle. The crowd boos as Reckless Jack hops off and goes to the middle of the ring where he unzips his hoodie and takes it off, handing it to someone at ringside. While his music fades away, he makes sure his kickpads are in place before getting ready for the match.
Eric Hardy: Here is the current number one contender.
Willy Carter: And the so called puppet master of nCw.
The lights in the arena go completely out, even the floodlights, and the arena is pitch black. "Run" by Day of Fire begins to play in the arena and the fans in attendance can be heard, but not seen, cheering. A bright shower of pyro begins to fall from the nCw-tron, lighting the surrounding area. The cheers gets louder as the fans do indeed recognize that it is Lance Ryan that is about to make his entrance to the arena.
The race is running a pace that's quicker
The clock's tick ticking against
The world keeps turning…this house is on fire…
Won't catch me sleepwalking again…
Lance walks out onto the entranceway, indeed with his empire. To his left is his son Jamie, and to his right is his brother Matthew. the showers over the ramp fall down atop the three men as Lance removes the nCw World Title from around his waist and raises it high in the air. The fans begin to cheer even louder for their champion. The pyro stops illuminating the arena and we are again found in complete darkness.
Running…said I'm running…I'm running…
I'm coming at you gunning…running…said I'm running against…
Running…said I'm running…I'm running
I'm coming at you gunning…running…said I'm running against…
The arena is now lit by flashing strobe lights that make the movements of the nCw champion seem as if in slow motion as he walks down the ramp and towards the ring. He points to signs in the crowd that are directed at him and slaps hands with fans on either side of the entranceway. As the three men get to ringside, Matthew climbs up onto the apron and Jamie uses the stairs. Both men then sit upon the second rope as Lance steps up onto the apron and in between the middle and top rope and into the ring. Once he enters the ring, pyro shoots up into the rafters from each ring post and a golden rain again falls from the rafters and into the ring. Lance climbs atop the turnbuckle and holds his World Title high in the air for all to see.
Awake and running the distance quicker
This road is nearing the end
The wheel keeps turning…this heart is on fire…
I'm burning up high speed when I win…
Lance then climbs down and stands in the middle of the ring staring out into the crowd with disgust as he awaits the start of his match.
Willy Carter: Would you listen to that ovation?
Eric Hardy: I can't hear you, it's too loud in this arena!
Amber Ashe is standing in the ring now as we take a listen.
Amber Ashe: The following contest is your main event here tonight and is a two out of three falls match with each fall having a sixty minute time limit for the New Championship Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship!
The crowd cheers naturally.
Amber Ashe: Introducing first, the challenger. he weighed in tonight at 210 lbs. and is from Boston, Massachusetts. He was the first nCw X Divison Champion...
Reckless Jack cuts Amber off mid sentence and whispers something into her ear.
Amber Ashe: ...And has defeated Lance Ryan for two other World Championships, he is Reckless Jack!!!!!!!
The crowd boos like none other as Reckless Jack stays focused on Lance Ryan.
Amber Ashe: And in the other corner, he weighed in tonight at 247 lbs. and is from Oshawa, Ontario, Canada. He is the current and defending nCw World Heavyweight Champion since March 2nd, 2008. He is Lance "The Icon" Ryan!!!!!!
The crowd explodes into a huge chorus of cheers as they throw in streamers of all colors. Lance Ryan stays focused on Reckless Jack as he hands the World Title off to the ref. Amber has left the ring as head referee, Bob Mailville, raises the title high up into the air before he hands it off to ringside. Both men know the rules.
*Ding Ding*
Reckless Jack has that focused look on his face as Lance Ryan looks upset that his former friend would violently attack him last week as they circle each other but keep their distance. The crowd begins to clap as Reckless Jack stops moving and yells something out towards a fan who might have been heckling him. Lance waits for Jack to turn before exploding with an early lariat! The crowd gets on their feet as Lance goes for an early cover.
One!
Two!!
Reckless Jack gets his shoulder off the mat as Lance springs back up to his feet. Jack gets back up and is already a bit wobbly as Lance starts to unload on the face of Reckless Jack with forearm strikes, each one coming more rapidly then the one before it. Once Jack is in the corner, the ref tells Lance to knock it off but Lance doesn't pay a bit of attention. He keeps knocking back the face of Jack as the ref pulls Lance Ryan away from the corner. Jack falls out of the ring as Lance is getting a few words from the ref.
Eric Hardy: Wow, Lance Ryan isn't wasting a second of time here tonight.
Willy Carter: Can you blame him? I certainly can't.
While Jack is getting back on his feet, Lance throws his arm up into the air and looks towards the outside of the ring, seeing RJ getting back up. Lance runs off the ropes and flies out of the ring with a tope that sends Reckless Jack head first into the ring barricade! Lance gets right back up to his feet as Jack is slumped down. The nCw World Champion slaps a few hands as they chant for his name. Reckless Jack gets back up but it's due to Lance picking him up and throwing him back against the ring side barrier. Jack holds his head as Lance looks extremely happy with himself at this point. The ref tells him to bring it back into the ring as Lance half way ignores him. Jack is shaking his head as Lance punt kicks him in the ribs. RJ coughs as Lance keeps on him by lifting him into the air and getting him back into the ring. Lance rolls back in himself and gets back up to his feet. Reckless Jack is rolling towards the ropes, pulling himself back up until Lance clotheslines him back out of the ring. This time Lance stays in the ring as Jack once again is having problems getting back up. He grabs the bottom rope and slides back into the ring as he sees Lance staring right at him.
Willy Carter: Reckless Jack, I don't think Lance is the person to ask for forgiveness.
Eric Hardy: Yeah, if I was Jack, I'd be praying to someone else about now.
He begs for forgiveness as Lance shakes his head no as he starts to stomp on him a little bit more, just for good measure. The ref tells Lance to back it off a little bit as Jack has one of his arms in the ropes. Lance backs off a few steps as he waits for Reckless Jack to be upright. Once he is, Lance chops the chest of Reckless Jack. Jack staggers around, putting his arms over his chest. When he turns around, Lance chops him in the chest again! Jack is still pleading for Lance to stop this onslaught but Lance switches things and hits an elbow strike to Jack's face. Jack shrugs it off as Lance hits another that sents him into the ropes again. Lance grabs Jack's arm and whips him towards the other side of the ring. When Jack bounces back, Lance lowers his head as RJ leaps over. He bounces off the ropes again as Lance knows its coming and catches him for a tilt a whirl slam that Reckless Jack reverses into a headscissors takedown. Both men scramble back up their feet as Jack kicks Lance in the leg. Lance holds onto his left thigh as Jack kicks him in again the thigh. Jack then leaps in the air dropkicks Lance Ryan into the corner.
Eric Hardy: First offense of the night.
Willy Carter: But Lance is still dominating and the crowd loves it.
As Lance is leaning the corner, Jack takes this small chance to catch his breath after the early explosive opening from Lance Ryan. Jack sees Lance in the corner yet and runs towards him, going for some sort of move but Lance moves out of the corner in time as Reckless Jack connects with the turnbuckles. As he begins to walk backwards, Lance grabs a waistlock and runs him chest first into the corner again as he begins to roll through, looking for a Chaos Theory but as he finshes the roll through and tries for the german suplex, Jack lands on his feet. Lance gets back up and gets an elbow to his face now as Jack follows up with another, forcing Lance to head backwards into the ropes. Feeling a little bit of momentum, Reckless Jack allows Lance to come back towards the middle of the ring before he spins his body, extending his arm for a roaring forearm but Lance ducks out of the way. Once Jack turns back around himself, Lance hits a standing lariat!
Willy Carter: Is it me or is Lance hitting a little harder tonight?
Eric Hardy: I think you're onto something Willy. It does seem Lance is hitting hard here tonight.
Jack flips over onto his stomach as Lance knows he's back in control again. The crowd cheers for their World Champion as he doesn't bother to cover Reckless Jack. Instead, Lance points towards the top rope and heads out of the ring, onto the apron. He starts to climb up to the top rope as he looks out into the huge crowd, all of them on their feet waiting for the next move. He takes to long thought as Reckless Jack is back on his feet again and runs towards the turnbuckles. In one leap, he jumps from the mat to the top to fight with Lance. Jack gets the better with a few elbows to the temple as he looks backwards. Reckless Jack attempts a frankensteiner but in mid move Lance Ryan turns it into a powerbomb! The crowd pops for such a high risk move early on in this match! Lance doesn't waste a single second in covering Reckless Jack.
One!
Two!!
Th!!!
The left shoulder of Reckless Jack shoots off the mat. Lance looks at the ref before grabbing the head of Jack. He pulls him back up to his feet and lifts him up in the air for a suplex. Everyone cheers because they know what's coming next, that is until Jack drops down behind Lance. He pushes Lance forward as Lance stops moving forward. Once he turns around, Jack is halfway out of the ring, looking hugely frustrated that he hasn't been able to do anything thus far to Lance.
Eric Hardy: Wow, I don't think we'd see this kind of emotion from Reckless Jack at all.
Willy Carter: Well Lance has been able to stay ahead of him at every turn.
Pushing Amber Ashe out of her ringside chair, he slaps it shut and heads back into the ring. Once inside, Jack raises the chair into the air, wanting to hit Lance. However, the ref pulls the chair from RJ and looks a little pissed he'd try something like that. While the ref is disposing of the chair, Lance shoots in for a quick takedown but Jack kicks him right in the testicles. Lance naturally holds his groin as Jack darts behind Lance and rolls him up. The ref turns around to see it.
One!
Two!!
Reckless Jack pulls on the tights.
Three!!!
The crowd boos as Reckless Jack gets back up to his feet and raises his arms into the air.
Willy Carter: He cheated! How lame.
Eric Hardy: I guess he's willing to do anything to win the World Title here tonight.
Amber Ashe: Your winner of the first fall, Reckless Jack!
Jack starts to stomp after winning the first of the three falls here tonight, albeit tainted. Lance tries to roll out of the ring but Jack pulls him back towards the middle and continues to stomp away. He stops as he picks Lance Ryan up. He puts Lance... in a headlock? The crowd boos as Reckless Jack cinches in the hold. Lance tries to push Jack off but Jack forces him down to a single knee with the headlock still applied. Eventually, Lance is completely on the mat as Reckless Jack isn't letting go of the hold. Lance inches his way towards the ropes and extends his leg out, getting it on there, forcing Jack to release the headlock. Lance gets back up to his feet, holding his head as Reckless Jack has a huge smirk on his face. Realizing how he lost the first fall, Lance rushes towards Jack, only to get arm dragged down to the mat. Jack keeps the arm gripped though.
Eric Hardy: Looks like he wants to slow this down.
Willy Carter: It's sound thinking, I don't know how long Lance could wrestle.
Lance fights his way back up only to get arm dragged back down to the mat. Lance rolls back up again as Jack dropkicks him in the chest again. Reckless Jack then hops over to the head of Lance and reapplies the headlock. The crowd begins to boo the slow pace again as Jack smirks the whole time he has it locked in. Lance is able to roll over on Reckless Jack, forcing his shoulders onto the mat.
One!
Two!!
Reckless Jack releases the headlock to stop the pinfall. Jack gets back up to his feet as he waits for Lance to do the same thing. Once Lance is back up, Jack wants to slow the pace down a little more as he grabs the right arm and locks in a hammerlock. Lance tries to reverse the hold but is unable to as Jack only clutches the arm of Lance harder. Thinking a little bit, Lance starts to back up until Jack is in the ropes. The ref starts to call for Jack to break the hold but he doesn't!
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
Four!!!!
Five!!!!!
Jack breaks the hold right as the ref says five. Lance goes to the middle of the ring as Jack looks extremely pleased with himself so far in the second fall of this match.
Willy Carter: Oh come on! Play fair!
Eric Hardy: This is getting horrid.
Lance begins to calm himself down as Jack extends his arm up in the air for a knuckle lock. Lance doesn't look like he wants to but Jack is insisting on it. Once Lance reaches up in the air for it, Jack kicks Lance in the thigh again. Lance backs off of the lock up as Jack is feeling cocky. Lance shakes his head as he throws up his fists, wanting to duke it out and go back to what worked for him in the first fall. Reckless Jack one the other hand is more content to play these mind games and throws his arm in the air again for another lock up attempt. Having gotten kicked in the thigh last time, Lance flat out refuses as Jack then runs towards Lance. Lance catches him with a hip toss. RJ gets back up to his feet again as Lance hip tosses him to the mat a second time. Jack slides out of the ring, point to his head as Lance has gripped onto the top rope. Jack turns around as Lance flies out of the ring with a plancha! The crowd cheers the current World Champion as he gets back up to his feet.
Eric Hardy: Whoa! Lance is taking risk after risk here tonight.
Willy Carter: I love it.
Once Jack has rose back up to a vertical base, Lance looks to keep it going as he lifts Jack up into the air for a suplex but Jack drops down and lands on his feet. Lance spins around onto to get a slap to the face. Lance fires back with a slap to Jack's face. Soon thereafter, both men are slapping each other in the face! Jack goes back to kicking Lance in the thigh to give himself the better of things. Jack then grabs the arm of Lance Ryan and whips him into the nearest post on the outside of the ring! Lance's head smacks off the steel as he lays down on the floor. Jack smirks as he picks Lance back up and posts him again! Lance lands stomach first on the floor this time as Reckless Jack rolls into the ring and then out of the ring to break up the count. Once he picks up Lance again, we see Lance is busted open, blood is pouring out from his forehead as a sadistic smirk comes across the face of Reckless Jack.
Willy Carter: Uh oh, this could be the end here.
Eric Hardy: Yeah, that doesn't look good in the least bit.
He rolls Lance back into the ring and slides back in himself. Lance is sitting up as Jack grabs the head and starts to pound away on the open wound of Lance, causing more blood to come out. The fans begin to boo loudly as Jack keeps on punching the wound. Lance grabs out and latches onto the middle rope as the ref tells Jack to stop. Jack stops right away as he then just straight up kicks the head of Lance Ryan. He pulls Lance away from the ropes and covers.
One!
Two!!
Lance gets his shoulder off the mat as Jack quickly transitions to a figure four necklock. Lance is trying to fight the pain as Jack clinches in the hold and starts to slap at the cut. Blood goes all over his hand as he wipes it off on the mat. Lance is yelling out in pain as he starts to slowly fade away. The crowd begins to clap along, trying to motivate Lance to get back up to his feet or at least force the hold to be broke. He starts to fight towards the ropes. His foot is almost there... almost... nearly there... it's on the bottom rope! The crowd cheers as the ref starts his count.
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
Four!!!!
Jack releases the hold as he rolls back up to his feet. He stomps on Lance before dragging him back out to the middle of the ring.
Eric Hardy: Lance is just refusing to lose here tonight.
Willy Carter: Yeah.
Once Lance is laid out in the middle of the ring, Reckless Jack picks him up only to put him back down with a reverse STO that leads into a koji clutch! A few of the Reckless Jack fans tell Lance to tap but the rest of the crowd tells Lance not to tap. Once again, Lance starts to fade away as the blood has again once started to pour down his face as the ref checks on his condition. Lance says no way as he uses the crowd's energy to start to get back up to his feet with Jack has the koji clutch applied! The fans are on their feet as Lance is totally vertical. He sprints towards a corner, smashing Reckless Jack against the top turnbuckle, which causes Jack to release the hold. Lance drops down as he has lost quite a bit of blood. He starts to get back up as does Reckless Jack. Lance staggers around as Jack easily grabs the shoulders of Lance and hits a front lungblower. Lance falls down to the mat again. Jack smirks as he looks out into the booing crowd.
Willy Carter: That cut him off quickly.
Eric Hardy: But Lance is just... wow.
Instead of going for a cover, Reckless Jack turns Lance onto his stomach. He punches him in the back of the head a couple of times before locking in a rear naked choke! The crowd is on their feet, begging Lance not to tap as he looks to be getting out of things again. The crowd gets on their feet and claps along with the beat of Lance's entrance song as he's fading out completely. Jack smiles as the ref drops down to check on Lance. He raises the arm into the air.
One!
He does it again.
Two!!
The ref raises it a third time but Lance refuses to let it drop. The crowd goes insane with cheers as Lance begins to fight his way back up to his feet. He's on his feet as he starts to fire away elbows into the stomach of Reckless Jack. Jack releases the hold as Lance hits a clothesline. Then a second and a third as he's starting to feel momentum. Jack gets back up to his feet and fires a kick into the chest of Lance. Lance shrugs it off as Jack kicks him in the chest once more. Lance grins as Jack fires off for a third kick. Lance catches his leg and in one swift move, lifts him up and powerbombs him down to the mat!
Eric Hardy: The adrenaline is pumping!
Willy Carter: I think he's only moments from evening this one up Eric.
With the crowd on his side, Lance heads towards the corner and crouches down. He waits for Jack to get back up and once Jack is indeed back up, Lance runs full bore at him and hits the ROADBLOCK! Jack flips inside out as Lance immeditally covers!
One!
Two!!
Thre!!!
No, somehow Jack kicks out. Lance is out on the mat now himself but he shows the first signs of life, kipping back up to his feet, running on nothing but pure adrenaline right now. Jack pulls himself back up to his feet as Lance waits for him to turn around. Once Jack does, Lance takes out his legs from underneath him and puts him in the RYANTAMER! He hasn't used this move in years! Jack is screaming out in pain as he tries reaching out for the ropes but isn't able to. So he taps out! Lance releases the hold and falls face first on the mat as both men are down.
Willy Carter: To hell with calling the third fall, I'm just gonna watch it.
Eric Hardy: I'll drink to that, folks, we'll talk to you again on Collision next week.
Amber Ashe: The winner of the second fall via submission, Lance Ryan!
Every single person is on their feet for the third and final fall. Both men are down in the middle of the ring so the ref has no choice but to start his count.
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
Four!!!!
Both men are starting to stir.
Five!!!!!
Six!!!!!
They're using the ropes to get up and they're on their feet once more. Both men are starting to get a little tired but know that almost any move will end this in a heart beat. They stagger into the middle of the ring where they start to exchange forearm strikes again. Lance uses an elbow shot to send Jack backwards into the ropes again but Jack bounces right back with a roaring elbow! Lance goes down on the mat as Jack covers.
One!
Two!!
Lance kicks out. Jack looks at the ref before grabbing Lance by the hair and picking him back up. He whips him into the corner and sprints in, leaping up in the air with a corner shining wizard. Lance falls to a sitting position as Jack starts to facewash Lance! After a few, Jack turns around and bounces off the ropes, looking for the running face wash. However, Lance is able to move out of the way as Jack connects with nothing, his leg going out of the ring. The crowd cheers as Lance rolls back up to his feet and gets Jack into an argentine position. He flips Jack over and hits a modified Go 2 Sleep! Jack looks out on his feet as Lance rears back and superkicks him!
Lance falls over for a cover.
One!
Two!!
Jack gets his shoulder off the mat before the three count is made. Lance sits up and pounds the mat as the blood has stopped flowing. He looks at Reckless Jack as Jack is working his way back up too. Lance cuts him off though with a chop to the chest. Jack fires back with one of his own as both men are on their knees. Each man keeps exchanging chops until Jack goes the dirty road and pokes Lance right in the eyes. Lance holds his face as Jack gets back up to his feet and hits a shining enziguri! Lance falls onto his stomache as Jack grips the hair of Lance and tries to kawada kick it off. However, Lance is able to grab the first kick and spin Jack around. Lance hops back up this feet and kicks Jack in the face. Jack goes into the turnbuckle as Lance runs towards the corner and clotheslines Jack. He then lifts Jack onto the top turnbuckle.
Lance gets up onto the second rope too as he looks out into the crowd. He grabs the head of Reckless Jack and leaps off the top rope with an ace crusher! Jack looks completely out of it as Lance slowly makes his way back up to his feet. He pulls Jack closer towards the corner as Lance climbs back up the turnbuckle. Lance looks out into the crowd again, as he inhales. Lance jumps off the top and HITS A SHOOTING STAR PRESS! The crowd gets on their feet and cheers as Lance covers.
One!
Two!!
Thre!!!
Jack gets his foot on the ropes! Lance looks pissed as he almost instantly locks in an anaconda vice! But Jack's foot is still on the ropes as Lance breaks the hold. Lance gets back up to his feet and goes into the corner. He stomps his foot in manner that forces the crowd to clap around. Once Jack is up on his feet, Lance shoots out of the corner and attempts Canada Calling! Jack ducks the kick as he waits for Lance to turn around. Once Lance does, Jack kicks him in the stomach and lifts him into the air. He sets him up and hits the SCHWEIN! Jack falls onto his stomach as Lance landed right on his head.
Slowly, Jack crawls for a cover, throwing his arm over Lance.
One!
Two!!
Thre!!!
Lance shoots his shoulder off the mat! The crowd cheers as Jack rolls off of Lance, both men are getting tired and beat up from the high impact moves they've started to throw out at one another. Jack is getting up to his feet first as he is staggering around the ring a little bit. Lance is using the ropes to pull himself up with as Jack comes over and kicks him in the face. Lance holds his head as Jack draws him in. Jack lifts Lance up into the torture rack position. Everyone starts to boo as they know what's coming. However, Lance shifts his body weight and reverses into a crucifix bomb! Jack folds over as Lance makes his way back up to his feet.
Lance pulls Jack up to his feet and lifts him up in the air for a suplex but the crowd really knows what's coming next. Jack gets dropped on his face with the Train Spike! The crowd cheers as Lance crawls for a cover.
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
NO! JACK GETS HIS SHOULDER OFF HIS MAT JUST BEFORE THE THREE! The crowd boos but quickly turns it into a "This is awesome!" chant. Lance can't believe it as he goes to pick Jack back up but RJ is able to reverse and roll through into the kawada kick position. Bam! Bam! Bam! Three kicks land as he stops and goes into the Guillotine choke part of the Road's End move! The crowd starts to chant "Please don't tap!" Lance is starting to fade out again as the eariler blood loss has just about drained him of everything and now in this choke hold, its gotta be the end. The ref starts to raise the hand in the air.
One!
The ref does it again and the arm drops once more.
Two!
The crowd is silent as the ref raises the arm into the air for perhaps the final time... and it drops.
Three!!!
The crowd begins to boo as Jack releases the hold, all tired out. The ref calls for the bell but STOPS BECAUSE LANCE HAS GRIPPED ONTO HIS PANT LEG. THE MATCH CONTINUES!!! Reckless Jack is beside himself arguing with the ref.
Jack gets up and starts to get in the ref's face arguing about what just happened. Jack isn't all too pleased as he suddenly gets taken down with a school boy roll up.
One!