..::AXW: World War III 3/16/18 [LIVE]::..
Mar 6, 2018 15:33:14 GMT -5
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Post by The King on Mar 6, 2018 15:33:14 GMT -5
ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS...
..::WORLD WAR III::..
..::Live from the Legion, London England::..
..::March 23rd::..
..::11 PM - On the XHF Network::..
The camera opens to the Legion, London. The whole venue is going wild for this historic night full of historic matches. We cut to the ringside area and sitting at the commentary desk as always, are Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn.
Derrick Donovan: WELCOME EVERYONE! TO WORLD WAR III!
BB Gunn: What a night we have in store for you, I'm "Boom Boom" BB Gunn!
Derrick Donovan: And I'm the "Mouthpiece of Mayhem", Derrick Donovan! We are broadcasting live on the XHF Network, and only on the XHF Network! So XHF fans, we sure have a treat for you tonight!
BB Gunn: That's right, Dono, we kick things off with a "Classroom Rules" match as Jeffery Viper takes on Dylan Black!
Derrick Donovan: For weeks now these two have been fighting, and finally they leave it all behind in the squared circle!
BB Gunn: Not only that but this is the second only match with the AWF being involved with AXW, that's right, it'll be AWF verses AXW round two!
Derrick Donovan: Then, we move onto an Asylum match as two men who hate each other so much that they can't just keep it in a normal match, Steve Dackle goes head to head with Jordan Rayburn!
BB Gunn: I spoke with Dackle earlier tonight, he's really weird, but he told me this, he's got some big things in-store!
Derrick Donovan: Then it's time for our two main events of the evening, first, the AXW Undisputed Championship is on the line as the Anomoly defends against Price... And the returning Storm Crow!
BB Gunn: He's back, Dono! I hear he's in better shape than ever! But, the question is, will the anger that has stemmed from his inclusion in the match help bring either Price or Anomoly to victory?
Derrick Donovan: Only time will tell...
BB Gunn: Finally, it'll be time for the main, main event of the evening! fifteen men will compete in an over the top battle royal to crown the first ever "Briefcase" holder! What's in the briefcase? Who knows... But I've heard it definitely guarantees you a shot at any AXW Championship at any point of your choosing!
Derrick Donovan: LET'S DO THIS!!
With this the camera fades to black as the venue still cheer loudly.
We cut to just outside the Legion, where we see none other than Terry Bradshaw talking to a security guard. We can see the guard shaking his head at the old man, and Bradshaw getting visibly pissed. The camera zooms in some more and we can finally hear what they are saying.
Terry Bradshaw: LET ME IN YOU PIECE OF SHIT!
Guard: I have strict orders that a certain Mr. Terry Bradshaw is to be banned from all future AXW events! Now tell me, is that, or is that not you?
Terry Bradshaw: Th- That's me alright! Of course it's me! Look at me! I'm famous, do you not recognize me?! What kind of a silly question is that?! Now let me in!!
Guard: Therefore you are not aloud in!
Terry Bradshaw: BUT I'M TERRY BRADSHA-
Guard: THEN YOU'RE NOT ALOUD IN!
Terry Bradshaw: I SAID I'M TERRY BRADSHAWW!!!
Bradshaw smacks the security guard over the head with a hard slap before pushing him out of the way and charging into the building at full force. But as soon as he crosses into the venue, the security guard grabs him by his collar, drags him back out, then throws him to the wet, rainy floor.
Guard: GET OUT OR I'M CALLING THE POLICE!
Terry Bradshaw: BUT I'M TERRY BRADSHA-
[…DING DING!!...]
Jeffrey Viper and Dylan Black circle the ring. Chants break out amongst the crowd who also appear a little confused as to the premise of this match.
Derrick Donovan: So a little information for the viewer at home. These two have been at loggerheads since Black decided to stop showing up to classes held by Mr. Viper.
BB Gunn: That’s because all he did was show him penises all day!
Derrick Donovan: Can we even say that on air?
They lock up! Black and Viper tussle for position, trying to gain the upper hand in their much-anticipated meeting.
Derrick Donovan: We can’t help but be a little bit intrigued by the layout of the ringside area, right now. School desks and chairs are set up around the ring, all facing inwards. A blackboard is at the top of the ramp. We’ve seen some interesting weapons in our time at AXW, but these certainly take the cake!
Black gets the upper hand with a headlock. We see Viper try to struggle his way out of it before Black gives him a nice right hand to the top of the head. Viper stumbles away and Black is on him again with a Lou Thez Press. One, two, three, four right hands to the face of Viper and he’s already busted open!
BB Gunn: Oh my God! Not 45 seconds into the match and Jeffrey Viper has a busted nose!
Viper gets to his feet as Black soaks in the crowd’s reaction and responds with a beatdown of his own, tackling Dylan from behind! They crumple to the ground and Viper throws a few nice shots of his own onto the back of Black’s head.
[…BOO!!...]
Viper is back up now and wiping the blood from under his nose. Then he slides to the outside, grabbing one of the desks. As he lifts it…
[…CRACK!!...]
Dylan Black flies through the ropes with a suicide dive, sending the desk crashing into Viper’s nose!
BB Gunn: That one had to hurt!
The crowd are firmly behind Dylan Black here as he nurses his head while Viper lies underneath the very desk he tried to use against Black. Black hops onto the guard rail and jumps off, stomping on the top of the desk.
[…THUD!!...]
[…LET’S GO DYLAN!!!...]
[…FUCK YOU VIPER!!!...]
Derrick Donovan: The crowd are certainly making their feelings known so far, Gunn!
BB Gunn: Well if you saw a guy being forced by someone to look at dicks for hours upon hours at a time, I think you’d feel for him too!
Dylan is grabbing a chair. Unfortunately for him, it isn’t a folding type we normally see in Wrestling. Rather it’s one of the old rigid plastic ones, so he’s trying to work out the best way to hold it to inflict damage, when Viper comes back with a low blow of his own, sending Dylan to his knees!
Viper reaches under the ring and pulls out a blackboard eraser. He smiles to himself and rams it into the face of Dylan, smearing chalk dust into his eyes as Dylan screams in pain.
BB Gunn: What a sick man!
After the blinding attack, Viper jams the wooden end of the eraser down onto the top of Black’s head. A blinded Dylan Black had no idea it was coming to defend himself against it. He hits the floor outside the ring and clutches at his head in pain, still unable to see the assault coming his way. Viper lays in the boots to Dylan’s now unprotected midsection as Dylan tries to curl up into a ball. Viper flips over another desk and grabs hold of Dylan’s head, ramming it into the underside of the desk and rubbing it against it! The crowd groan in disgust!
Derrick Donovan: Love him or hate him, no one knows a classroom like Jeffrey Viper. How else could anyone have known that the underside of the average school desk has probably a pound of chewed gum stuck to it!
BB Gunn: Absolutely disgusting, Dono! This guy really will go to such sick, disgusting lengths to make sure he not only gets the win, but humiliates Black in the process.
Black finally manages to gives a stiff elbow to Viper. Viper stumbles back and Black gets back to his feet, picking away some of the “less dry” gum that’s now stuck to his face. Viper takes a swing and Dylan ducks….Viper comes charging back again…
[…DROPSAULT!...]
The crowd explode with cheers for Black as Viper takes a tumble across a couple more desks. Black throws a couple of chairs at him, no consideration for how they don’t fold, we see each one bounce off Viper’s face and head area, only exacerbating the bleeding situation with his nose. Viper starts to head up the ramp.
[…FUCK HIM UP DYLAN, FUCK HIM UP!!...]
[...CLAP! CLAP!...]
Dylan chases down Viper and reaches him at the top of the entrance way, he delivers a solid double axe handle to the back of Viper, taking him down. Dylan heads across to the blackboard and picks up the chalk and scrawls at it for a few seconds, he turns it around and…
Derrick Donovan: Oh my God.
BB Gunn: Is that?...
Derrick Donovan: Yes…That is a penis!
Dylan Black has drawn a huge penis on the black board and proceeds to pick up Jeffrey Viper and whip him towards the blackboard, sending his head right through the centre of it!
BB Gunn: Well that’s how you get payback, Dylan! Bravo!!
[…HE’S A DICK!! HE’S A DICK!!...]
Dylan takes a second to pose next to a dazed Jeffrey Viper, allowing fans to snap the pictures they seem to desire, as flashes fill the arena for a while. Then he hits Viper hard, sending his head back through the blackboard and causing him to fall down. Black drags an almost lifeless Jeffrey Viper to the ring and rolls him in. He slides in and heads for the top rope….
[..FINAL SO-NO!!..]
Viper manages to roll out of the way, avoiding the Moonstomp finisher. Black lands on his feet and rolls through, he charges back at Viper who manages to sidestep, sending Dylan crashing into the ringpost! Viper on the offence how with a few well executed Elbow Drops to the chest of Dylan, who splutters in pain. Viper with the Powerbomb attempt. No!
Black is off his back, spins Viper around and sets him up.
[…WAY OF THE REAPER!!...]
Black makes the cover!
[…ONE!...]
[…TWO!...]
[…THREE!...]
BB Gunn: Black has done it! He over threw Jeffrey Viper and beat him in his own environment!
Dylan is in the ring, throwing his arms in the air. He looks down at his opponent, Jeffrey Viper, struggling to lift his body from the canvas. The exhaustion from the entire ordeal causes Black to fall back but recovers after the ropes catch his fall.
[...HERE IS YOUR WINNER....DYLAN BLACK!!]
After being declared the winner, Dylan sees little time remaining in a ring with someone he detests so much. He exits the ring and makes his way back, but he hears something that causes him to stop midway through the ramp.
Viper: Congratulations, Dylan. Bravo
Dylan looks back incredulously, not knowing where the hell Viper is getting at.
Viper: Prizes come in many forms. You stand there smug as all hell because you think your prize was shutting me up. Little did you know your real prize is much greater.
Dylan looks left and right. He's confused and half expecting someone to come up from behind and strike him. Alas, that doesn't happen. He turns back to Viper, thoroughly confused.
Viper: Your prize is wholesome and pure. Your prize is family. I wanted to make sure you were strong enough, smart enough to be worthy of knowing your place. You know, when I told you of your potential, I wasn't lying. You are meant for great things. I know this because you carry that same potential I do.
Piece by piece, Dylan is beginning to understand what Viper is saying. For the first time since the end of the match, he's actually shaking his head, unwilling to accept both what Jeffrey Viper has said and what he's going to say. He knows what’s about to come out of Viper’s mouth.
Viper: That's right. Dylan Black, you are my son. Now that you passed the test, why don't you do your old man proud and give him a hug, yeah?
Dylan is having none of this. He doesn't even believe him. Sure, he never knew his real father as he wandered the streets as a gimp for rent, belonging to a malevolent pump, but he doesn't believe him. He throws a hand out, gesturing, "get out of here." He turns around and walks to the entrance. That's when...
Viper: Do you still have that beauty mark on your ass, Dylan? You know, the one that looks like a half crescent? Yeah, I know about that and I didn't learn that through Google. No, I was there when your mother, Hailey, gave birth. I watch her vagina muscles stretch and I saw you fall out. I was the first person to hold you so whether you like it or not, I am your father.
Dylan fell to his knees, shaking his head and putting his hands over his ears. He was having none of what Viper was saying.. He wanted to shut Viper up. He wanted to send him to hell, but... there was no way he could know. Dylan finally became nauseated. He felt something crawl up his throat and ran out toward the back, almost vomiting in front of the AXW fans who are in shock and awe of what’s just gone down.
Once more we cut to just outside the arena, this time the security guard is being interviewed by some random interviewer. He looks visibly still pissed off with his altercation with a certain Mr. Terry Bradshaw earlier on in the night, his sleeves rolled up, ready to beat him up if he ever comes back again.
Interviewer: I'm here with the Legion's security guard, Dan, now Dan, what was going on earlier tonight between you and Mr. Bradshaw?
The security guard, who we now know as Dan, wraps his two giant hands around the microphone like he's cutting some old school heel promo. I mean, he actually isn't cutting an old school heel promo, he just can't hold a microphone properly, but it sure does look like it.
Dan: Well ya see, I've got strict orders from management not to allow this Bradshaw bloke in. 'pparently he's trouble or summit? Look, I don't really know the fella, but management were very keen in not lettin' him in.
The interviewer nods his head at the response.
Interviewer: Well there you go fo- What the...
Terry Bradshaw: ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
THWACK!
Terry Bradshaw runs directly into the security guard with a baseball bat, completely knocking him out, as the massive man slumps to the floor unconscious. The interviewer is shocked and visibly shaken to the core as Bradshaw continues screaming a war-cry at the top of his lungs and carries on straight into the building, until his screech becomes nothing more than a distant noise.
The shot begins outside of an old, run down insane asylum A rather small asylum. The camera pans out so we can take in the full view of the asylum. The sound of crunching gravel is heard as the camera turns, revealing an unmarked car pulling up to the front gates. The car stops and is shut off. The driver and passengers fly open, and out step Jordan Rayburn and a referee. The pair walk up to the gate, pushing it open and walking up to the doors of the asylum, pushing them open.
Rayburn takes a moment to take in his surroundings, turning down a long hallway filled with doors. He takes the asylum in, breathing that musty air, before quite literally kicking down one of the doors, sending it flying off the hinges into the room. He walks in, and words are painted all over the walls. One word.
“Darkness.”
Then, the fight begins. Dackle lunges out of the shadows, in a flurry of fists. The two tumble to the ground and roll around laying into each other. The referee moves out of the way, as the two fighting spill out of the room and back into the hallway. Rayburn pulls out a couple bamboo skewers and makes a few swipes at Dackle, who backs out of the way of each swipe. He takes a painting on the wall and smashes it over Rayburns head, collapsing him to the ground. Rayburn holds his head and crawls into a room, with Dackle laughing and following him.
Dackle: You’re in my asylum, Rayburn! There is no escape!
Dackle turns into the room, and…
CRACK!
Dackle is floored as he just walked face first into a bedpan. Dackle holds his face as Rayburn stands above him, bedpan in hand. He rears back, and…
WACK! WACK! WACK!
Again and again, Rayburn nails Dackle with the backpan, sending him writhing in pain. He tries to crawl out of the room, into the asylum of secrets, but Rayburn grabs his leg and locks in an ankle lock, dragging him back in. He then takes the bedpan, and knocks Dackle over the head once more, for good measure. Rayburn then walks over to the bed, pulling it apart and leaving the blankets and mattresses on the ground, leaving the metal bed frame, which is bolted to the ground. He then drags Dackle to the metal frame, lifting him up into a standing position on the frame, and…
[SADISTIC DESIRE]
(Spike Piledriver)
Dackle is out cold, and Rayburn rolls him onto the ground and makes a cover.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[KICKOUT]
Dackle miraculously kicks out after being spiked on his head. Rayburn is in shock. He locks Dackle in a headlock and tries to wear down Dackle. Dackle tries to stand up, but Rayburn floors him with a hard knee to the side of the head. A few rough elbow shots to keep the pressure on Dackle, but as he swings with the third, Dackle rolls out of the way and Rayburn smashes his elbow on the ground. Howling in pain, Rayburn rolls off and and holds his elbow. Dackle stands up, wiping spit from his mouth. He then kneels over Rayburn and ground and pounds his head. He then stands Raymond up, and irish whips him out to the door and into the wall. Bouncing off the wall, he's met with a boot, crushing his head between the wall and foot of Dackle.
Noticing a light fixture, Dackle unscrews the lightbulb and slams it down on Rayburn's head, shattering. Dackle then picks the skewers out of Rayburn’s pocket and jabs some into Rayburn’s skull. Dackle goes to jab more, this time into his face, but Rayburn lands a solid punch on Dackle’s nose, sending him flying back into Bertha. Dackle goes to grab her, but Rayburn steps on his hand and picks up Bertha, slamming it down on Dackle’s back.
Dackle, screaming in pain, begins to drag himself away again, but Raymond pursues, wailing away on Dackle. Dackle reaches a door marked “THUNDER” and tries to push the door open, but to no avail. Rayburn lands another hard shot on Dackle’s head, and the door begins to creak open, just the tiniest bit. Raymond, curiosity urging him to search this room for more weapons, shoves the door open, and that’s when two very large hands emerge from seemingly nowhere and wrap themselves around Rayburn’s throat.
Rayburn, eyes bulging out, looks into the face of [REDACTED]’s monster, Nathan Thunder. Nathan lifts Rayburn up and…
[SILENT NIGHT]
(Sitout Chokeslam)
...plants him with his finisher! The two cousins, Dackle and Thunder, share an eerie grin. Thunder then lifts rayburn up and begins to ragdoll him around while Dackle composes himself. Dackle disappears for a moment, reemerging with a straightjacket. He puts it on Rayburn, rendering him useless, and picks up Bertha and Crimson, his partner Dylan Black’s signature weapon. He hands Crimson to Thunder, who then begins to mercilessly beat Rayburn with it. By this point, Rayburn is out cold, there’s nothing he could do to save himself, even if he was conscious.
Thunder then walks off, coming back moments later with a metal bed frame like seen earlier. Dackle nods, and he places the bed frame down. Thunder lifts up Rayburn and holds him in a standing position over the bed. Dackle walks around, grabs Raymond’s head, and…
[CHEVRON]
(Diamond cutter)
...drops him with his finisher. The referee, who hasn’t been seen since the first pinfall attempt, scrambles by Thunder and over the bed frame as Dackle covers Rayburn.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Satisfied with the carnage, Dackle walks off, picks up his FTW Championship, and with Thunder two steps behind him, they walk out of the asylum, leaving the referee tending to Rayburn. Thunder slams the doors shut behind them, and one by one, each light shuts off until the asylum is left in total darkness.
The camera cuts to the parking lot, we expect Terry Bradshaw to run through it, baseball bat in tow, but he's somewhere else. Instead, a standard four by four drives straight into the parking lot entrance and pulls up right in-front of the camera. We can hear the crowd in the background, they're cheering loudly, who can this be?
The door swings wide open. A foot is placed on the floor. The door closes and...
IT'S JACKSON GRACE!
A massive cheer bursts throughout the arena, so loud that even Grace can here it himself. He smirks, his body is stitched up, bandaged up, he's in no condition to fight, still recovering from his near death experience when he was last in the RWA. He slowly walks away from his vehicle and locks it as he goes. He's wearing his wrestling gear, but wears a tank top over his chest to hide the bruises. He's visibly in pain with every step he takes, but he tries his best to shrug it off, to pretend like it's nothing. Suddenly, another vehicle drives into the parking lot as Grace turns around and mutters "shit" under his breath. A man steps out, his personal doctor, a look of concern and anger on his face.
Doctor: NO! This is not happening, Grace! You are not fit to even be walking! Let alone to be entering a wrestling match! GET IN YOUR CAR THIS INSTANT!
Grace shakes his head, quietly defying the authority, he continues limping. The doctor's face becomes red with brutal anger.
Doctor: I SAID GET BACK IN YOUR CAR, GRACE!
Still Grace limps on. The doctor marches over to him, grabs him by the shoulder, and turns him around to face him.
Doctor: All you care about is this stupid wrestling thing! No-one else, not even yourself! There will come a point in your life when you'll reflect back on this, when you sit at home, your children feeding you through a straw as their daddy sits paralyzed, bound to a wheelchair for the rest of his solemn life, unable to move, walk or talk. How will you care for them, Grace? How will you teach them the rights and the wrongs of this world? How will you be there for them? Is that really a life you want your kids to grow up with? With daddy being nothing more than an unmovable object?
A tear drops from Grace's eye, it trickles down his face, he knows he's doing wrong, but to him, this is the only choice he has.
Jackson Grace: I have to do this. I need to. Th- I- w- we are struggling. W- we need the money. I HAVE TO DO THIS! YOU UNDERSTAND ME?! I HAVE TO DO THIS!!
With this he shoves the doctor off of him and carries on limping. The doctor shakes his head and grabs Grace again.
Jackson Grace: NO! DO NOT TOUCH ME! I WILL GO OUT THERE, WHETHER IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! HECK, I'LL EVEN RETIRE! THAT'S RIGHT, I'LL RETIRE IF I LOSE. BUT PLEASE... PLEASE JUST LET ME FINISH THIS... I- I- I NEED TO GODDAMMIT!
Grace shoves the doctor away and limps off screen. The doctor watches him as he goes. He shouts after him.
Doctor: FINE! YOU BE STUBBORN! I'LL TAKE YOU BY YOUR WORD! IF- WHEN YOU LOSE, YOU'LL NEVER BE ALOUD TO WRESTLE AGAIN! THIS IS THE END GRACE! DON'T TELL ME I DIDN'T WARN YOU!
With this the camera fades to black, the doctor looking worried and scared.
We cut to backstage with the Messiah of Hardcore, Price. With him is the same random interviewer from earlier on in the night, no doubt a local worker. Price doesn't look ready for this interview, he's sat on a chair in his locker taping up his wrists, ready to fight for the Undisputed Championship.
Interviewer: I am backstage with the Messiah of Hardcore, Pr-
Price: Fuck off. They all know who I am.
The interviewer looks a little taken back, he just shrugs and carries on with the interview.
Interviewer: Uh, um, of course. N- now if you don't mind me asking, what kind of strategy do you ave going into tonight's ma-
Price: I said fuck off, and I meant it.
Once more the interviewer looks shocked and offended, he isn't going anywhere though. He's about to ask another question when Price stands up and goes nose to nose with him.
Price: I... Said... Fuck... Off...
The local interviewer nods his head in total fear and runs straight off camera. Price watches him as he goes before going to sit back down on his steel chair, but before he can do so, the lights flicker and turn off. It's V.
V: Foul is fair, and fair is foul. Are you ready?
Price looks at him in the dark, absolutely con-fuddled at what V just said.
Price: You can fuck off too.
V laughs, his deep metallic voice echoing through-out the locker room.
V: Double, Double, Toil and Trouble, Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble. You don't seem ready.
Price' face is just a mix of confusion and anger.
Price: How many times... Fuck off... And stop with that stupid riddle shit.
V: No. Winning the title is a matter of to be or not to be, that is the question. Now tell me this, is it to be? Or not to be?
Price just shakes his head.
Price: Fuck off.
The sounds of Imagine Dragons "Believer" begin to play overhead and the lights in the venue dim.
As the first verse ends black spiders fill the screen until it is completely covered in black, then one spider leaps towards the screen and leaves bite holes in the screen and at the spider bits the screen blue flaming pyros shoot from the stage. As the Chorus hits the Pyros die down and Venom comes from behind them walking down the ramp wearing a full body hooded trench so the hood covers his face leading Goldbear II by a leash behind him. Slowly he drops down to one knee in the middle of the ramp and spreads his arms.
Venom gets up to his feet and begins walking towards the ring and stops in front of the ring and looks from left to right with his hood still on and then enters the ring. Venom walks to the stairs with Goldbear II close behind walks up the stairs and across the ring apron to the middle. He and Goldbear enter the ring one at a time and walk to the center where he drops to one knee again and points to the sky. Venom gets back up and takes off his trench and his T-Shirt as the song fades out.
The lights dim down as the echoing intro to "St Patrick" by PVRIS begins to fill the arena and a single spotlight hits the entrance.
"You give me something to talk about (something to talk about), HEY."
The song bursts into life, and Rob Arnold slowly enters the arena. Dressed in ring gear and an all black hoodie which restricts the view of his face and holding his two customised X*Crown Title belts, he surveys his surroundings, largely ignoring the crowd as he steps towards the top of the ramp. Staring ahead of him, offering little but a trademark smirk he places his right foot forward and takes to a knee, he places both titles face up on the floor, and then flings back his hood with his right hand. Arnold stares straight ahead towards the ring once more, before slowly standing, grabbing both titles once more and walking confidently down the ramp.
"I know it's chemicals, that make me cling to you (cling to you)
Oh and I need a miracle, to get away from you (way from you)
I know it's chemicals (that make me cling to you, cling to you)
And I need a miracle (to make me stay with you, stay with you)
And I'm not spiritual (but please stay)
'Cause I think you're a saint, and I think you're an angel."
Rob approaches the ring and runs his hand along the apron before approaching and walking up the steps, and then through the ropes and into the ring.
"I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to talk about (something to talk about)
I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to think about, that's not the shit in my head
You're a miracle
You're a miracle (a miracle)"
Arnold heads straight for the opposite corner and climbs the second turnbuckle and smirks, before slowly raising his arms out wide, showing off his X*Crown Titles, baiting the crowd in the process. Another smirk, and he hops back down, removing his hoodie and preparing for the match.
Rob smirks at his opponent as the red hands off the X*Crown and calls for the bell. Venom begins hopping from side-to-side as soon as the bell rings. Rob begins moving to his left and Venom stops and holds out his hand, standing his ground calling for a test of strength. Rob moves in with his hand raises but pulls away at the last minute expecting a trap. No attack comes though and Venom holds his hand out again. This time Rob reaches out and they lock hands. Venom reaches out and they lock their other hands. They begin pushing each other around the ring first with Rob getting the edge and then Venom getting the edge. They go back-and-forth before stopping in the center i the ring and Rob breaks. He yells at his opponent and open hand pushes him right in the center of the chest. Venom hits the mat hard and Rob covers for the pin.
Winner and STILL X*Crown Champion... Rob Arnold
Venom hops right to his feet and raises Rob’s arm. Rob calls for a mic.
Arnold: You are all so stupid. You thought we would fall apart that easy? Venom is right, he is the master of fooling people, but it’s not me he fooled it’s all of you ha ha ha!
While Rob was talking Venom too was handed a mic.
Venom: This right here, this is once in a lifetime. You think we’d waste a match like this on you?
Arnold: We are the top champions in the Network. We are too big for all of you.
Venom and Arnold laugh together as their championships are handed back to them, but before they can do anything else clapping can be heard and Dylan Black and Dackle appear on the stage. Dylan is clapping into his mic.
Black: Great show. What a match. We’re not worthy of such a performance.
He says with clear sarcasm in his voice.
Black: The problem is, it happened so fast we still have time to kill. So we’re ready, you two aren’t even sweating. Why don’t we have ourselves a little tag match to fill the time?
Venom walks up to the ropes leaning over.
Venom: You’re right, you’re not worthy which is why our answer is no.
Black: Well we’re coming down there so either we’re going to fight, or have a match. You’ve got as long as it takes for us to get down there to decide.
Dylan and Dackle begin walking leisurely down the ramp as Venom huddled up with Rob. Dylan’s and Dackle reach ring-side and Venom motions for the ref to get back in the ring.
Venom and Rob walk over to their corner and begin to talk as Dackle and Dylan take off their excess gear and get ready. Dylan and Dackle discuss who will start and Dackle wins the right to start. He walks to the center of the ring and taunts for one of the two champions to come out. The ref stands in the center of the ring between Dackle and the corner of Venom and Rob. Rob finally steps through the ropes and Venom shakes the hand of his partner. He turns and walks to the center of the ring and stands on the other side of the ref. He yells at Dackle and the ref puts his hands up calling for the two to back up, put under the refs arms Venom reaches across and pies faces Dackle. This enrages Dackle and he tries to get at Venom put Venom retreats back to his corner and calls for the ref to keep him back. The ref gets between Venom and Dackle and tells Dackle to back up. When he does the ref calls for the bell and Venom quickly rushes Dackle and goes for a double leg take down, but Dackle sides steps the attempt and when Venom is back to his feet Dackle nails him with a forearm blast. Venom stumbles backwards towards the corner where Dylan resides and Dackly runs and drop kicks him into the corner. Venom is in a bad place, stuck in the corner of his opponents. Dackle comes running towards Venom, but Venom quickly back elbows Dylan in the face and rolls out of the corner before Dackle can strike. Dackle stops short of the corner and turns to see Venom scrambling towards his corner and tagging in his partner Rob.
Dackle tags in Dylan and Dylan steps through the ropes as Rob is now in the ring and stretching his wrists waiting for his opponent. Dylan obliges and charges the X*Crown Champion. Rob side steps young Dylan and drop toe holds Dylan. He quickly moves on top of Dylan and locks him in an arm bar, but Dylan quickly plants his feet and pushes himself up and rolls up into a bridge forcing Rob's shoulders down. Rob releases and kicks out after a two count and quickly gets to his feet. He waits as Dylan gets up a little slower smirking with his fingers held close to show he almost pinned the champ. Rob responds with a quick sweep of the legs and goes to stomp on the chest of Dylan, but Dylan rolls away and quickly scrambles to his feet. Rob stands waiting for his opponent to make a move. Dylan slows down moving in a circle towards Rob. The two meet in the center of the ring. They lock up and Rob gets the advantage with a front face lock, but Dylan breaks lose and moves behind Rob and locks in a reverse waist lock. Rob goes to break it with a back elbow, but Dylan avaoids it by breaking the hold and stepping back. When Rob turns back around he turns right into a stiff right hand from Dylan that rocks the champion. Rob scrambles to his corner and yells at his partner. He exits the ring and Venom drops off the mat. The two walk towards the ring announcers area and retrieve their respective titles, they appear ready to leave. Dylan stands in the center of the ring as Venom and Rob walk to leave. The reach the bottom of the ramp and wave to their opponents as the ref is making the count. They turn to leave when Dackle yells at them to get their attention, and when they turn around they turn right into Dylan Black who ran and flew over the top rope onto Venom and Rob. All three men a wiped out and the ref has stopped the count in disbelief at the carnage. Dackle begins clapping getting the crowd into it and seems ready to run and dive onto Rob and Venom as they start to get to their feet, but before he can strike his legs are pulled out from under him by James Mueller who has jumped out of the crowd. Dackle falls back first onto the mat. Dylan is the first to his feet of the three men, and when he gets up he turns right into a super kick from Mueller. Mueller helps up Rob and Venom the rest of the way and the three retreat out as the ref calls for the bell disqualifying Rob and Venom.
We see Bradshaw running down a hallway, still screaming at the top of his lungs, smashing the baseball bat, left right and center. No-one's near him, he's in an empty part of the Legion but still, he thinks he's being chased. (Which he's not, by the way.) He runs past a door with the sign "ROB ARNOLD" on it and stops in his tracks, inspecting it, up and down. The door is slightly open, no light in the room. Rob Arnold's still making his way back to the locker room after a grueling six man tag team match, probably still in gorilla somewhere. Bradshaw though, decides to go on a daring mission, and walks on into the X*Crown Champion's lockeroom.
Terry Bradshaw: Well what do we have here...
Bradshaw notices the sixteen title belts that make up the X*Crown Championship, excluding the two currently with Rob. They all sit upon their own chairs in the locker, seeing as it's only meant to be Rob in there, and each one glimmers in the dark. Terry goes to pick one up and immediately stops when something else catches his eye, a golden ticket.
Terry Bradshaw: Ooooh...
He picks it up and reads the words.
OFFICIAL ENTRANT IN WW3, YOUR ENTRANT NUMBER IS: #15
Bradshaw's face lights up with so much excitement, Arnold has the last entry in the battle royal! Terry, with quick thinking, slips the ticket into his pocket and darts out of the room. From down the dark hall he can suddenly hear whistling, the whistling of Rob Arnold as he turns a corner to walk on down the hall Terry is currently in.
Terry Bradshaw: Fuck!
Bradshaw carries on running with his baseball bat, but this time more quiet, until he reaches the end of the hall, the boiler-room! He slips on inside, making minimal noise, and hides in the darkness. Waiting. So he pulls out his phone, opens up the XHF Network app, turns his sound all the way down, and watches the show. Waiting, waiting until entrant #15.
The arena turns semi dark as some heavy metal rifs play over the PA. A signature metal vocalists voice cuts through the air as The Anomoly's graphics are displayed on the Titantron.
"IF YOU DON'T KNOW THIS SONG, THEN TURN THE FUCK AROUND AND WALK ON HOME! SYNYSTER, HIT THIS SHIT!"
The song "Walk" by Pantera begins to play and the entire arena is filled to the brim with boos and jeers. The Anomoly walks out and people begin to throw things at him. He smacks away a few things and walks around the stage, arising boos from the crowd. He walks back to the center of the stage, and unstraps the AXW Championship from around his waist, holding it in his right hand.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
Anomoly lifts the championship up above his head, bringing in more boos. With every syllable of that last piece, a burst of pyro comes from the stage, making cool action shots. He then walks down the ramp, flipping off a few front row fans. A fan who surprisingly likes Anomoly slaps him playfully on the back. He turns around, getting right in the face of the fan and ebgins to argue with them. He threatens to attack the fan, making them cower in fear, causing Anomoly to laugh and turn his focus to the ring. He runs and slides into the ring, holding the belt by his side in his right hand. He walks to the center of the ring and lifts the AXW Championship high above his head.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
As Anomoly raises the championship above his head, gold pyro falls from the sky and fire bursts shoot up from the ring posts, making more cool action shots. The crowd roars with boos as Anomoly refastens the belt around his waist and leans in the corner, with a smug look upon his face. He lifts the bottom of his mask up to spit his gum out at the fans, who jeer even more at one of the most detested men in AXW. He finally unfastens his championship again, handing it to a ring attendee, along with his vest, and cracks his knuckles, ready to fight.
Derrick Donovan: This man is undefeated in all of wrestling! Will his streak continue tonight?! Will he retain the AXW Undisputed Championship?!
BB Gunn: I highly doubt it, Dono, the stacks are set too high for him to overcome.
The houselights dim a bit as we hear Tyler Duran from Fight Club's voice come over the PA system.
"First you have to give up, first you have to know... not fear... know... that someday you are going to die."
Panther Like a Panther starts up over the PA system at the 19 second mark. "Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her lover, I said if he really loves her then he would love that we're lovers." Random people all dressed in the same black hat, black bandanna over their faces, black jacket, all stand and raise their fists to the air "I walk around in a bubble, a fucking scoundrel in trouble, In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble" The beat drops and we see Price himself walk out from somewhere on the ground floor of the fans, draped in all black from the hat that's only half way on his head, the black bandanna over his face, a black t-shirt of whatever band or comic book he's into that week, black leather styled baggy basketball shorts, one leg has a Punisher skull with the American, Brazilian, Japanese, and now British flag embedded inside it, the other leg has his Price family crest on it. (A chair, barbwire, baseball bat, and flaming table in each square) knee pads and black wrestling boots. He does the Eddy style chest slap before throwing his arms out into the crucifix pose, then he lowers his left arm while raising his right fist to the air. He then makes his way towards the ring walking with his gangster style thug swag. Slides into the ring and once again slaps his chest, throws his arms out into the crucifix pose, then raises his fist of resistance as he stands on the bottom and 2nd rope, he pulls the bandanna down off his face, and gives a ever so slight sadistic grin before getting read to fight.
BB Gunn: Here he is, my favorite to win the match! The Messiah of Hardcore! It's motherfucking, Price!
Derrick Donovan: Will we see why he was chosen to be V's personal "Chosen Warrior" tonight?!
The arena goes completely black. The whole venue shakes with cheers.
Derrick Donovan: HERE HE COMES! THE XHF EUROPEAN CHAMPION! THE STORM CROW!
BB Gunn: HE'S BACKKKKKK!
As the arena darkens, RATM begins to play. The screen plays a noir image of crows flying around a derelict building. From behind the stage, The StormCrow makes his appearance, holding a bottle of water! Wearing his trademark trench coat and worn top hat, he smiles to the crowd, and parts his jacket to show off the XHF European Title belt around his waist. He slowly walks to the ring, and climbs the ring apron. After entering the ring, he walks to the corner post, climbs up to the second rope, and raises his bottle to the cheering crowd. He takes a big drink of pure water and jumps down to the mat, removing his top hat, coat and title belt. He hands them along with the bottle of water down to the announcers table.
Derrick Donovan: Crow's finally back in AXW! He's here!
BB Gunn: It looks like he's in tremendous shape! There's no Jack Daniels in sight!
[DING!! DING!!]
Derrick Donovan: This is it!! Folks, we thought we had a great main event lined up for you this evening and then Storm Crow goes and throws a spanner into the works, making it a classic in the making!
The three competitors circle the ring, the fans are firmly behind Storm Crow and the noise around the arena is absolutely deafening as they show their support. The three competitors prepare to charge into the ring, but as they do Anomoly turns on his heels and slides right out of the ring, leaving Crow and Price to fight.
[BOO!!]
BB Gunn: Dirty move by Anomoly, but you have to admire the tactics! Keep himself fresh and come pick the bones of the two broken men.
Price and Crow lock up! They tustle, trying to gain the advantage before breaking away, evenly matched. They both turn to face Anomoly, Crow flips him off as the crowd cheer! Price takes advantage of the opening and delivers a boot to the side of Crow’s face. Crow hits the deck and Anomoly gets as close as he can, mockingly cheering for Crow to get up!
Derrick Donovan: Well Anomoly has decided to play mind games in the opening of this match! Crow wasn’t happy but for a veteran I was surprised to see him take his eye off the ball a little there!
Price continues the beat down, delivering a series of stomps to Crow’s arms, legs, head and torso. Crow tries to defend himself before Price stops to talk trash to Anomoly.
Derrick Donovan: Price taking a second there to remind the Anomoly that he doesn’t need to be in the ring to lose the title!
BB Gunn: That’s true. Champions advantage disappears in a Triple Threat match! That’s something that Anomoly will do well to remember in case he isn’t on the ball!
With that, Price turns his attention to Crow, who in an instant grabs his leg, pulling him through the ropes onto Anomoly! Both men tumble to the ground, leaving Crow as the sole man in the ring!
[CROW!! CROW!! CROW!!]
Anomoly yells at Price as they both get to their feet. Price is having none of this as he yells back, shoving Anomoly. Before they know it, both men are turning around to see Crow flying through the air as he has hit a beautifully executed slingshot Crossbody over the top rope, flattening both men again!
Derrick Donovan: Well would you look at that? It seems that Storm Crow has come back with a new mindset, a new attitude and a new focus!
BB Gunn: Right now he’s not thinking about that next drink, he’s thinking about the AXW Undisputed Championship! He’s thinking about how he lost the former AXW title to Anomoly before Supremacy and he’s not letting another chance slip!
Crow goes right after Anomoly, lifting him up to throw him into the guard rail. He makes a thud before dropping to the floor in a heap. Crow turns around just in time to sidestep Price who was charging him, sending him into the same spot on the rail, making a similar thud before he falls on top of Price. Crow turns around, grabbing the Undisputed Title from the timekeepers table and raising it in the air, to cheers from the crowd. He puts the title back before throwing Anomoly back into the ring.
Crow: You’re the one I’m here for, son!
Anomoly rolls into the ring as Crow follows him. Crow right back on him, delivering a few more shots to a prone Anomoly as he tries to get back to his feet. A sweet right hand sends Anomoly back into the ropes as Crow closes in on him.
[BACK SUPLEX!!]
Derrick Donovan: Sneaky move there! As Crow’s attention was on the Champion, Price slid back in and delivered a nice back suplex to Storm Crow!
Crow grimaces in pain as he realises what just happened. Anomoly nurses his wounds while using the ropes to get back to a vertical base. Price with the cover!
[..ONE..]
[..KICKOUT..]
BB Gunn: Stupid move by Price to think that he’d get the cover so early.
Derrick Donovan: You say that, but in this kind of match, it’s about taking an opportunity when it comes! The Champ wasn’t paying attention, Price had to take the shot!
Anomoly turns around to see Price getting back to his feet. Anomoly right over to Price.
Derrick Donovan: They’re having words. It seems they’re making some sort of agreement to eliminate Crow and take it back to the match it was originally intended to be.
BB Gunn: Now there’s a smart move!
Crow gets picked up by Price, who whips him into the ropes and he eats a Double Clothesline from both Anomoly and Price. They both begin beating him down as the referee tries to stop them! Crow has his guard up, trying to absorb some of the damage being inflicted. Anomoly hauls Crow to his feet and both men hit dual dropkicks right underneath Crow’s jaw, sending him to the mat.
BB Gunn: These assholes are both goading the crowd and poor Crow seems to be seeing his opportunity at the AXW Championship slip through his fingers!
Derrick Donovan: Well the assault continues! Crow into the ropes and NO!! He ducks the double clothesline attempt by Price and Anomoly, hits the opposite ropes and flattens them both with a crossbody of his own!! All three man are down the the crowd are going wild!
[CROW!! CROW!!]
Crow with the cover on both men!
[..ONE..]
[..TW- KICKOUT..]
Both men seem to kickout simultaneously. Crow hauls Anomoly to hit feet and hits a few snap jabs. Price swings, trying to take Crow’s head off and NO! Crow ducks, Price connects with Anomoly and sends him to the outside! Price turns around…
[..SPINEBUSTER..]
The crowd pop as Price hits the deck hard from that HUGE Spinebuster!
Derrick Donovan: That’s it! There’s the opening Crow needed! Let’s see if he can make the most of it! The cover!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
Anomoly back in the ring attempting to break the cover but Crow sees it coming and avoids the elbow drop! Anomoly drills Price in the throat! Crow hits a leg drop to Anomoly who’s trying to get to his feet! Another cover!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[KICKOUT]
[CROW!! CROW!! CROW!!]
Price rolls to the outside clutching his throat and gasping for air as Crow rolls off Anomoly. Crow crawls to the edge of the ring and grabs his customary bottle of Jack Daniels Whiskey as the crowd know what’s coming!
BB Gunn: See? His drunk ass can’t avoid another drink!
Crow pops the cap off, lifts the bottle to his mouth and stops…
Crow: Ahhh shit!!
[LAUGHTER AND CHEERING]
Crow rolls to the outside and is seen talking to a fan. The fan agrees and hands Crow his water bottle in exchange for his Whiskey! Crow back in…takes a big swig and…
[MIST!!]
Anomoly stumbles around, trying to clear his eyes, even if it was only water!
Derrick Donovan: We can only hope that Anomoly’s mask caught some of that spray, rather than his eyes.
Crow delivers a kick…
[..TIGER PILEDRIVER..]
Anomoly crumples into a heap on the floor and Crow goes for the cover. Price rolls back in.
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..TH-]
Derrick Donovan: Price makes the save! We can only wonder whether Anomoly was getting out of that if he hadn’t!
Price lays a few shots down on Storm Crow as Anomoly rolls to the outside and grabs his AXW Title belt! The two men go back and forth, trading shots until Price realises what happened when he sees Anomoly about to head up the ramp. Both men take off after him as the referee tries in vain to get the action back into the ring!
BB Gunn: Well we knew it! We knew this one would be too big for the ring and the time finally came when it spilled outside!
Price catches up with Anomoly, who is trying to run! He sends him headfirst into the barricade as Storm Crow strolls along behind them, knowing the match can’t end here! Anomoly holds up the traditional “Time out” signal with his hands but Price just puts his boot through it!
Derrick Donovan: Tremendous shot to the jaw! Anomoly looks dazed as he tries to stumble away!
BB Gunn: The guys are backstage now.
Storm Crow, sensing Anomoly’s weakness chases down Price and throws him into a nearby pop dispenser! It shakes, looking like it’s about to topple, but only Price’s limp body seems to keep it on a vertical base! Anomoly heads up some stairs, trying to take cover behind fans, but they’re only too happy to move for Storm Crow as he bares down on the Champion! Price is back in the picture with a double sledge shot to the back of Crow! Crow hits the deck as Price takes off full pelt after Anomoly to find him in a dead end, holding his title belt!
BB Gunn: Holy shit! Anomoly is cornered in a balcony area which looks like it’s about fifteen feet in the air!
Anomoly: Come on man, let’s take this back to the ring and end it right!
Price responds with a right cross to the jaw! Anomoly rocks and teeters against the edge of the railing separating him from a hard fall!
[..OOOOOOH!]
Price swings again but Anomoly blocks it and hits Price with his own shot! Price sways, his arms flailing to grab the rail! Both men trade off punches, chops and forearms, almost as if it’s a test of strength. The fans are closing in and there’s only one way out for them both!
Crow: Hey you couple of pricks!
With that, both men turn their heads slightly to see an already airborne Storm Crow hit them both with a leaping crossbody.
Derrick Donovan: Oh my God!! All three men just went over the ledge down to the floor below!!
[HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!]
[A-X-DUB!! A-X-DUB!!]
The referee, who stayed in the ring has climbed out to the men and is trying to work out what to do in this situation. All three men are there, lying in a crumpled heap!
Derrick Donovan: The referee can’t count! This one has to end in the ring!!
As if they heard them, fans group around all three men!
BB Gunn: This isn’t good what the hell are those inbreds doing?!
After a few seconds of panic, we see them collectively lift the body of Storm Crow and crowd surf him to the ring! Crow is coming to and acts like this is the best thing ever! Arms outstretched and a grin on his face!
Derrick Donovan: Now Price and Anomoly’s bodies make their way to the ring! Only in AXW will you see members of the roster crowd surfing their way to the ring!
All three men back in the ring slowly coming back to.
BB Gunn: Hahahahaha! Now the AXW Championship is being passed in a similar fashion back to the ringside area. The timekeeper is there to take it from the fans in the front row!
[A-X-DUB!! A-X-DUB!!]
All three men are hauling themselves to their feet now. Price and Crow first as Price throws everything he has into a chop to the chest of Crow. Crow responds with one of his own and it goes back and forth! Now Anomoly joins the fray and it’s as if they’re going around in circles with chops and forearms. No man wants to let up, their chests are showing crimson shades from the welts!
Derrick Donovan: No man wants to let up! No man wants to show weakness, it’s for the AXW Title and it’s all to play for!
With that, Anomoly takes a chop to the chest from Price and instantly turns on his heels and rather than chop Storm Crow…
[SUPERKICK TO PRICE!!]
The ringside staff all instantly take cover!
Derrick Donovan: Not one of us want a piece of that! Keep it between yourselves this week lads!
BB Gunn: You’re just salty because your nose is crooked now, Dono!
Without hesitation, Storm Crow hits one of his own on Anomoly! Anomoly goes down but before he can react, Storm Crow eats a Super kick from Price, who seems to throw his all into it. All three men are down!
[SU-PER-KICK!! SU-PER-KICK!!]
Price is first to his feet! He hauls Storm Crow up..
[VERTEBREAKER!!]
Here’s the cover!
[..ONE-NO!!..]
Immediately, Anomoly hauls Price off Storm Crow and sets him up!
[RAGNORAK!! RAGNORAK!!]
Anomoly rolls Storm Crow to the outside and makes the cover!!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..THREE!!!..]
Derrick Donovan: He’s done it! Against all the odds, Anomoly has come out on top! He beat two of the top men that AXW has to offer and he retained his title!
Anomoly collapses to one knee and has just enough strength to take the title belt from the referee and raise it high! Storm Crow and Price are shown in a double shot. Their spirit looks broken! They look like they gave it their all the just came up short!
BB Gunn: There he is folks and he did it again! Love him of hate him, Anomoly is still the King here in AXW!!
Anomoly rolls out of the ring with his title as the crowd loudly boo and hiss him, he hoists it up in the air as he retreats back down the ramp, somehow pulling off the victory, keeping his undefeated streak alive, and retaining the AXW Undisputed Championship!
BB Gunn: Well, I guess I underestimated him!
Derrick Donovan: You sure did! Everyone did! But let's be real here, what a showing by all three men tonight, both Price and Crow did excellent in this matchup!
Anomoly heads through the back as his music still blares on, Price gets to his knees in the middle of the ring and spits on the mat, visibly pissed off. He shakes his head, still recovering from the Ragnarok, and slowly pulls himself to his feet. Anomoly's music cuts out and in the silence, the fans cheer Price really loudly. He doesn't acknowledge it though, he's angry with himself, and more importantly V, for putting Crow in this matchup in the first place. He is about to exit the ring when he turns around and is hit with the...
[BANGGGGGGGG!]
Curtis D. Kanyon has rolled into the ring and hit one hell of a "BANG!" onto the Messiah of Hardcore, out of literally nowhere! Everyone in the venue is in shock! They begin to loudly boo and cheer the President! He gets back to his feet and looks down at his handy work, raising his fist in the air, and shouting some inaudible nonsense. Everyone is at a lost for words, even the announcers.
Derrick Donovan: W- Wh- O- Why did Kanyon just attack Price?
BB Gunn: He did it two weeks ago on Anonymous Assault aswell, costing him the X*Crown Championship match!
Derrick Donovan: Oh I remember why now! Kanyon mainly wants his wig back... And revenge for the peeing on the grave thing too I guess!
BB Gunn: Wh- what?
Kanyon charges out of the ring and heads to the back.
*Suddenly the lights go out in the arena. There’s the sound of static, frantic keyboards lick. AXW IS GETTING HACKED! The clicking fades as the Tron screen flickers between static and something vaguely like a video. The clicking sound slowly goes down as a radio being tuned comes in and soon we’re hearing the opening instrumentals of A Flock of Seagulls “I Ran (So Far Away)” We see images of various AXW, FWA, and RWA arenas and a few quick clips from matches before the song properly begins*
*We see scenes of Lethe cutting promos- wait no, they’re behind these scenes at shoots. She laughs between takes, and looks at the camera a couple times. One time she even shoots a thumbs up to the camera. Then it cuts to her wrestling, taking on men like Wyatt and Anomaly, wrestling with the same level of determination as any of them.*
*Suddenly we switch to V being slammed through the ring by Duke, and then a transmission of V's fading.*
*Blurry sparkles fill the screen, but they slowly come into view as the X*Crown belts, being held by Rob Arnold doing a photo shoot. Then we’re reminded how he got to his place, as quick shots of Rob breaking ankles and arms and hearts intersperse with close-ups of the various titles including a disturbing number of shots of Arnold with blood on him*
*Rob Arnold smiles at the camera as he holds up a milk carton with Scorpion’s face on it. He smiles a wicked smile as a couple X*Crown titles sit on his shoulders and more hang behind him. Unlike the last section, this is sickeningly slow moving just to really rub in what he’s done.*
*We see Curtis Kanyon reaching out but the X*Crown is no longer his. Then we see Mr. Terry in pain in the ring. The shimmer of gold illuminates Bruce McClane’s face and Jordan Rayburn adjusts his wrists preparing for a match. Dylan Black and Steve Dackle hold up their tag team championships.*
*We see Price dispatching of Duke Kosloff, then signs reading “Where’s Duke?” Price smiles as he relaxes in a ring, ready for whatever might come.*
*We watch as Storm Crow wins the XHF European Championship, carries two belts, jumps off of his hotel balcony, and is dragged off to rehab. As the song plays out words appear on the screen.*
The lights come up and Mongo the Destroyer, the XHF Network CEO is already standing in the ring. He beams with pride about the excitement the XHF Network Rumble is causes and takes a moment to beam a smile out to the excited fans. Finally he brings a microphone to his lips.
Mongo: Pretty exciting isn't it? Yes folks, as you already know, on April twenty-ninth the XHF Network will be hosting it's rumble match. Now, a lot of people have been asking me about the Rumble- namely what the prize is. Everyone wants to know.
He paces around, savoring the excitement of the fans who, like everyone in the back, want to know more about the Rumble.
Mongo: Some people think that there's a title shot on the line. Maybe an X*Crown match opportunity. Others have speculated that maybe we're gonna dust off yet another old XHF Championship. Still others think maybe the Rumble is like the End of Days with a title shot for a specific company. So many questions...
He pauses like he's going to answer, then switches gears.
Mongo: At the same time, everyone wants to know the X*Crown's match. How is Rob Arnold going to defend the X*Crown this quarter?
Mongo looks to the back.
Mongo: Oh, by the way Rob, congratulations on your "defense" tonight.
The Network owner smiles as the crowd boos, clearly unhappy with Rob Arnold and Venom's shenanigans.
Mongo: Am I going to drop a representative from each company on Rob in some sort of crazy multi man match with a weird stipulation?
He thinks it over.
Mongo: Yes.
The crowd goes nuts as Mongo smiles.
Mongo: Well how many people should it be Rob? Five? Ten? Eight? Twelve? I thought long and hard about just how many people we should force Rob Arnold to defend the X*Crown against. I thought real hard.
Mongo continues to around, but is beginning to square himself up so that he can say it to the hard camera. The more wrestling-savvy audience members see it coming and so the atmosphere is getting slowly more wound up.
Mongo: And then I realized that the real question is, "How many enemies does Rob Arnold have?" And the answer to that that is....
He shoots a smile to the back, and to the audience before looking right into the camera.
Mongo: NO UPPER LIMIT!
The people who get it immediately explode with excitement.
Mongo: That's right ladies and gentlemen and probably irate X*Crown holders, this year the X*Crown will be defended in the XHF NETWORK RUMBLE MATCH ITSELF!
Mongo looks right into the hard camera and winks.
Mongo: Can't wait to see you there, Rob!
With that the Rumble logo reappears on the screen as Electric Light Orchestra's rendition of "Grieg's Piano Concerto in A Minor" plays and Mongo leaves the ringside area.
The camera is ringside, the announcer's table has the Briefcase upon it. The arena is thunderous, highly anticipating tonight's main event, World War III! The fans are going crazy, awaiting who's about to come out. Who's about to win the first ever "Briefcase".
Derrick Donovan: Here we go! It's time for the long-awaited main event!
BB Gunn: I can't fuckin' wait! LET'S DO THIS!
The camera pans to entrance stage of the Legion. The fans await who drew number one.
Derrick Donovan: Ladies and gentlemen... Entrant numero uno!
The lights go dark...
To quite a loud pop, God's Gonna Cut You Down plays and James walks out in a slow pace with the Anonymous Assault title around his shoulder. He continues this pace until he gets in the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and stands up to walk over to the ropes. He overlooks at the crowd and gets in his corner in a crouched position.
Derrick Donovan: He told us he wasn't going to be in the match!
BB Gunn: The Anonymous Assault Champion is entrant number one, Dono! Can ya believe it?
Derrick Donovan: There had been rumors that he missed out on his chance for a return, but it seems like he didn't miss out, he lucked out!
BB Gunn: That's right, Dono, the number one position is the worst out of them all.
Derrick Donovan: But then again, so is number two!
James Raymond runs around the ring to warm himself up for the long match that is to come. He pulls on the ropes to tense his muscles and then stares towards the entrance ramp, awaiting entrant number two. An "Anti-God" chant breaks out as Raymond looks around and nods his head. He raises the Anonymous Assault title above his head as the fans cheer again, before handing it down to ringside and waiting for his opponent.
Derrick Donovan: Who has drew... Numero two?!
The lights go dark.
They stay dark for a little while.
The fans begin to cheer as loud as they can, who can this possibly be?
Then...
The crowd pop loudly for AWF's own, Maverick!
He walks on out and there are plenty of boos and cheers, some fans with knockoff Icon Jackets in the audience are going wild for the Mercenary. He stands at the top of the ramp and lifts up his arms, bathing in the loud crowd reaction. James Raymond, in the ring, watches on, his face stern and serious. After a little while, Maverick lowers his arms and begins to walk on down the ramp.
Derrick Donovan: It's the Icon's mercenary! It's Maverick!
BB Gunn: I can't believe he's number two!
Derrick Donovan: There's something odd about these two starting the match against each other, BB. I'm not sure what it is, but it's something.
BB Gunn: I gotta agree with you there, Dono. But who cares! The Anti-God and the Mercenary are kicking things off in the battle for the Briefcase! LET'S DO THIS!
Maverick nods his head at the fans and mostly ignores their high-fives on his way to the ring. He finally slides on in and immediately walks up to the Anonymous Assault Champion, eyeing him up and down. The crowd are wild, ready for the start of this historic bout.
Derrick Donovan: Let's do this indeed, BB!
BB Gunn: That's right, ref... Ring that bell!
[DING! DING!]
The bell rings and the whole venue vibrates with loud, thunderous cheers. Raymond and Maverick both look at each other and can't refrain from giving a little smirk at the crowd reception. They soon wipe the smiles off their faces however when Maverick runs at the Anti-God and hits him with a massive dropkick...
...AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Derrick Donovan: HOLY SHIT! RAYMOND'S OU- WAIT! NO!
BB Gunn: HE HOLDS ON!
Raymond just manages to hold onto the ropes as Maverick doesn't recognize, he turns around and raises his arms at the audience as they boo and cheer. When out of nowhere, the Anti-God charges back into the ring and dropkicks Maverick right...
OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: WHAT THE- MAVERICK'S ELIMINATED! The match has barely even started!
BB Gunn: He shouldn't have turned his back on the Anti-God! But holy shit!
Maverick hits the ringside area with a heavy smack, the crowd loudly eat it all up. He turns back towards the ring, his jaw dropped and his face in absolute shock. Raymond gets back to his feet and looks down at the Mercenary on the outside, he smirks and then raises his arms at the audience, mocking Maverick. The Icon member looks around at the referees and pleads to be allowed back in, but they shake their heads and send him to the back. He spits in their faces as he storms up the ramp, which garners a loud boo.
Derrick Donovan: I'm still in shock! So's Maverick himself!
BB Gunn: He underestimated the competition!
Maverick walks through the curtains and to the back as we cut back to the Anti-God in the ring, he sits down in the middle of it, legs crossed, and waits for whoever's number three. The countdown clock begins as everyone counts along...
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is it?!
The crowd heavily boo entrant number three! The Authoritarian War Bringer, Mr. Terry!
'Boombastic' Starts to play in the arena and Mr Terry charges out onto the ramp. He yells "YOU'RE FIRED" At the crowd and determinedly powers into the ring. He does not look happy or impressed as he stops in the center of the squared circle, death-staring James Raymond!
Derrick Donovan: Mr. Terry is number three! Wh- who- what even is he, BB?
BB Gunn: Who knows, DD! Who knows...
The Anti-God immediately runs at Mr. Terry and hits him with a few left and rights as the crowd loudly cheer him along. Raymond runs to the ropes behind him, rebounds off them and charges at Mr. Terry when out of nowhere he is struck with a massive clothesline! He hits the mat with a bang as the crowd boo and Mr. Terry looks around at them all. He smirks before ripping off his suit Hulkamania style and revealing his bright, neon, yellow colored trunks and boots. He tenses and shows off his 50 year old man pecks as the crowd just boo in absolute disgust.
Derrick Donovan: He's a real American! He fights for the right of every man!
BB Gunn: We gonna get sued, Dono!
Mr. Terry charges around the ring and waits for the Anti-God to get back onto his feet, when he eventually does so, Mr. Terry hits him with another brutal clothesline! He then bends down, grabs Raymond by the hair, and gets him into a vicious headlock. "I AM THE MASTER OF HEADLOCKS!" he begins to shout as he stares directly into the hardcam, smiling like a pedophile. Raymond begins to hit his hand on the mat and the crowd soon start clapping along, Mr. Terry's smirk drops and he shows signs of frustration. He shakes his head and locks it in even tighter but no matter what, Raymond is still managing to fight back.
Derrick Donovan: Can he get out of this dastardly hold?
BB Gunn: It sure looks like it!
Raymond just manages to get out as the crowd cheer, he shoves Mr. Terry off of him as he rebounds off the ropes, on the rebound hitting him with one hell of dropkick! Unfortunately, Mr. Terry doesn't go flying over the top rope and to the outside, he just falls to the mat. Raymond gets back to his feet and waits for Mr. Terry to rise, when he does so he hits him in the gut with a spinning heel kick. He bends over and Raymond hits him with a big snap-DDT! The Anti-God gets to his knees and looks around at the cheering crowd, smirking.
Derrick Donovan: Raymond is getting back into this!
BB Gunn: The Anonymous Assault Champion is impressing everyone!
The countdown clock starts up for entrant number four...
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Who will it be?
The whole venue boos entrant number four as loud as they possible can! It's none other than the Icon Protege, Brad Swann!
Sirens wail throughout the arena, the crowd come to a sudden stop. Lights flicker on and off and search the audience as Red beams flash from the entrance ramp. On the mini-tron appear Swans, that fly in all directions, flying as though they are getting away from a nuclear blast in the distance. We then see bombers fly over as they drop their bombs to the ground, the sky turns red and screams can be heard. It's as though the blitz in London. When the beat drops the bomb hits the ground and lets off a massive explosion, the words Brad Swann form as the crowd boo his entrance.
Derrick Donovan: Brad Swann has drawn number four!
BB Gunn: I hope someone dumps his ass over the top rope!
Swann walks on out with his Icon Protege jacket, he nods his head and smirks, before taking it off on the ramp and running into the ring. When he gets inside of it, he charges at Raymond but is met with a spinning heel kick to the face! Brad Swann crumbles to his knees and falls backwards out of the ring, under the bottom rope! The crowd pop loudly!
Derrick Donovan: Raymond is clearing the opposition!
BB Gunn: Swann's not eliminated yet, Dono!
Raymond turns around and is striked in the face by Mr. Terry, he stumbles against the ropes and on the rebound hits Mr. Terry with a MASSIVE spinning heel kick to the face! The crowd pop loudly as Terry stumbles backwards onto his knees and falls through the middle rope and to the outside!
BB Gunn: Raymond has just taken out both Swann and Mr. Terry with two spinning heel kicks! He's looking amazing so far!
Derrick Donovan: No matter how good he looks now, if he continues at this pace, he won't be able to make it to the end of the match!
Raymond stamps his foot on the mat and raises his arms up as the crowd loudly cheer him, it's an unusual reaction for him, normally they either boo or cheer, but tonight, they're all cheering. He nods his head at the reception and then looks down at Swann on the outside, then Terry opposite him on the outside!
Derrick Donovan: I hope he's not thinking of doing what I think he's about to do!
BB Gunn: No matter what, he sure is making a name for himself tonight!
Raymond runs against the ropes and hits Swann through the middle ropes with one hell of a Tope-Suicida! The crowd go wild as both men fall to ringside, Swann hitting the steel barrier with a thud. Raymond gets back to his feet and slides back into the ring, he immediately starts running towards the ropes infront of him and hits Mr. Terry with a Tope-Suicida of his own, right through the middle ropes!
Derrick Donovan: As dominant as he is right now, this won't pay off in the long run!
BB Gunn: Just let the kid have fun, Dono!
Raymond grabs Mr. Terry by his head and rolls him back into the ring, he slides in after him and begins to call for him to rise. An "ANTI-GOD" chant breaks out as everyone cheers the Anonymous Assault champion on, he nods his head in approval. When Mr. Terry finally does get to his feet, Raymond kicks him in the gut, before grabbing his arm, pulling him in, ducking underneath Terry's arm, getting behind his back, and back suplexing the fifty year old man onto the mat!
Derrick Donovan: Raymond with the back suple-
BB Gunn: WATCH OUTTTT!
Out of nowhere Swann slides in the ring and hits the ICONKICK to the head of the Anonymous Assault Champion, Raymond crumbles to the mat as Swann looks around at the fans and gets all up in Raymond's face. He parades around the ring and begins to shout "ICON'S FOR LIFE, BAY BAY!" and "YOU'RE ALL FAT KEYBOARD WARRIORS!" at the crowd as the boo and begin to throw trash in his direction.
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is entrant number five?!
The whole venue explodes with cheers as Brad Swann's face drops from a smile to a state of panic. It's the former Icon stablemate... It's Chaos Kid!
He storms on out of the entrance way as everyone gets on their feet and give him one hell of a pop, he shakes his head in disgust at Brad Swann in the ring, before charging down the ramp at full speed and sliding into the ring. Swann just manages to escape through the middle rope and down to ringside area, where he puts his hands up like "Come on man, not me.". Kid opens the middle rope and offers Swann to join him in the ring for his ass-whooping, but the Icon's Protege declines and jumps over the steel barrier, heading off into the crowd.
Derrick Donovan: He's back, BB! Chaos Kid is back!
BB Gunn: I can't believe my eyes!
Kid turns his attention to Mr. Terry, who stumbles onto his feet, he whips him against the ropes and on the rebound hits him with a big missile dropkick. A loud "CHAOS KID" chant erupts as Kid lifts Mr. Terry back to his feet and gets him into a side headlock, the fans clapping him along. Raymond just pulls himself to his feet and notices Chaos Kid in the ring, he charges over at him but Kid throws Mr. Terry right into the Anti-God, knocking both men to the mat. Raymond stumbles onto his knees and Kid grabs him by his hair, he looks him in the face and smirks, before running him across the ring and chucking him over the top ropes!
Derrick Donovan: NO! Raymond just holds on.
BB Gunn: Impressive!
Raymond stands just outside the ropes on the ring skirt, Kid charges at him to knock him off but the Anti-God hits him with a kick to the face, Chaos Kid stumbles backwards and Raymond springboards off of the ropes... And hits him with a huge flying forearm! Both men hit the mat hard and Raymond gets back to his knees, he crawls on-top of Kid's body and begins to hammer him with punches from left to right. Mr. Terry gets back to his feet and charges over to Raymond, grabbing him into a DDT position, and dropping him with it. Kid slowly gets back to his feet, holding his face in pain, and charges at Mr. Terry, clotheslining him right over the top rope... AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: Goodbye Mr. Terry!
BB Gunn: Good, fucking, riddance!
The fifty year old man hits the ringside area with a loud thwack and he holds his chest and back in pain. The crowd heavily pop as he stamps his foot down, looks at the referees motioning for him to go to the back, and tells them that "YOU'RE FIRED!". They don't care however, and the Authoritarian Warmonger is eventually shown to the back.
Chaos Kid looks down at his handy work and smirks, when he turns around he is met with a clothesline by the Anti-God, Raymond! HE GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE! But JUST holds on! The crowd cheer and he dangles there. Raymond does a full three sixty before realizing that Kid is still holding on. He runs over at him but Kid kicks him in the head! Raymond stumbles back, and shades of earlier, Kid springboards off of the ropes and hits Raymond with a missile dropkick in the middle of the ring!
Derrick Donovan: Now this is a match I'd love to see!
BB Gunn: V, book it!
Kid gets back to his feet and rebounds off the ropes as Raymond gets to his knees, on the rebound Chaos Kid goes for a lariat but Raymond ducks, rolls under, then bounces off of the ropes himself! He charges at Kid with a lariat of his own but Kid also ducks and both men stop, look at each other, and smirk. This garners a loud pop as the crowd cheer the stalemate.
Derrick Donovan: It sure is a World War! It's a stalemate!
BB Gunn: Who's gonna take the advantage?!
Chaos Kid and James Raymond both circle around the ring as the crowd cheer the countdown!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is entrant number six?!
Bruce McClane's music plays and the crowd loudly cheer!
Ode to Joy by Beethoven plays over the PA system, remixed with explosions and Christmas bells. McClane comes out in the wife beater and jeans, minus shoes, but smoking a cigarette. He makes his way to the ring, waving to the fans and shaking some of the hands that are close enough. At the bottom of the entrance way, he flicks his cigarette to the ground and crushes it out with his foot. He gets in the ring and waves to the crowd and mouths thank you to the crowd.
Derrick Donovan: It's "Diehard" Bruce McClane!
BB Gunn: He JUST missed out on winning the Anonymous Assault Championship on the first ever edition of Anonymous Assault, but now, he's in the ring with both the Anonymous Assault champion and Chaos Kid! Let's do this!
Bruce McClane charges at both men for a double clothesline but they both duck. He bounces against the rebound and they both go for a double dropkick, but McClane holds onto the ropes so both men kick nothing but air. The Anti-God rises first and when he gets to his feet McClane takes him out with one hell of a lariat. Then, when Chaos Kid gets up, McClane hits him with a lariat aswell.
Derrick Donovan: Merry Christmas from the McClane family!
BB Gunn: But... It's not Christmas...
Derrick Donovan: It is when McClane is around!
Bruce picks Raymond up by his hair and swings him against the ropes, when he rebounds back McClane takes him out with a clothesline, making the Anonymous Assault champion do a full backfip through the air! He hits the mat with a loud bang and the crowd pops heavily. When he turns around Chaos Kid dropkicks him into the ropes, but on the rebound of the maneuver, McClane takes Kid out with another rampaging clothesline!
Derrick Donovan: McClane has a good strategy here! He's focusing on using power moves, he knows that it'll wear his opponents down more than it will him!
BB Gunn: Good point!
McClane stomps his foot on the mat as the crowd cheer loudly and he makes them all clap along with him. He shouts at Raymond to rise and when he does he hits him with a massive big boot! Then he turns around and delivers one to a staggering Chaos Kid!
Derrick Donovan: If McClane keeps this strategy up, he's definitely my favorite to win the whole match!
BB Gunn: Well we don't know who else will be appearing, so don't place your bets just yet!
Raymond and Kid both retreat into two opposite corner turnbuckles, laying against the bottom one. McClane looks at them both and raises his fist, which garners a loud pop. He charges at the Anti-God in his corner and hits him with a massive big boot to the face! Then turns to Chaos Kid, charging at him and hitting him with a big boot to the face aswell!
Derrick Donovan: He's looking absolutely unstoppable!
BB Gunn: Never-the-less, here comes entrant number seven!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is entrant number seven?!
The lights to the venue shut off and the crowd begins to get on their feet in anticipation. The projection lights up on the main stage, showing the skyline of Atlanta and Ennio Morricone's "Ecstacy of Gold" begins to pour out of the gym speakers. Shots of Goldbear II trying to feast on salmon and cowboys riding horseback through the American West fill the projection. The crowd begins to sing with the music cheer for Goldbear II's appearances on the big screen. The final shot of "Ecstasy of Gold" has Goldbear catching and devouring a salmon in his mouth. Crowd massive pops for their favorite carnivore. He charges out down the ramp and storms into the ring as the crowd cheer him on!
BB Gunn: Goldbear II is BACK in AXW! HOLY SHIT!
Derrick Donovan: Last time he was here, he was in a battle royal to determine the next challenger for the AXW Championship! Which Anomoly won! And now, he's still the champion to this day!
Goldbear II immediately lunges at Bruce McClane and it's quite the sight to see, a rough American hero going head to head with a carnivorous bear! McClane hits him with a left! Goldbear II responds with a right! McClane hits him again! Goldbear II hits back!
Derrick Donovan: Who will be conquered first?!
BB Gunn: THIS IS TOO FUCKING SWEET!
McClane goes to kick Goldbear II right in the stomach but the bear catches his foot. The crowd pop as Goldbear II pulls him in and takes his head off with a massive clothesline! The dominant Bruce McClane hits the mat with a hard, loud, thud! Goldbear II looks around at the audience and roars as they all loudly cheer him. Chaos Kid and James Raymond slowly rise from their corners and look between each other, they may have been fighting earlier, but now they must plan on eliminating the motherfucking bear.
Derrick Donovan: The teamwork is crucial here!
BB Gunn: Come on lads!
They both nod at each other before charging at Goldbear II and making him retreat towards the ropes, however, after they hit him with a few jabs and kicks, he manages to take them out with two big punches of his claws. He staggers onto the ropes behind him to catch his breath when...
MCCLANE HITS A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE... AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Bruce McClane charges at him and clotheslines the bear over the top rope and to the outside! The crowd react with genuine shock as a massive bear comes crashing down on it's ass at ringside! There's a mix of boos and cheers but most of all, genuine shock. Goldbear II roars in anger on the outside and Bruce McClane just looks at him and shrugs, he turns around and is met with a double dropkick and he is sent OVER THE TOP ROPE! HE LANDS DIRECTLY INTO THE ARMS OF GOLDBEAR II! McClane was saved by the bear who he had just eliminated!
BB Gunn: Goldbear II caught him!
Derrick Donovan: Is he gonna drop him though?!
Goldbear II looks at McClane in his hands and roars, genuinely shocked now aswell. McClane, in the heat of the moment, manages to wriggle his way out of Goldbear II's arms and onto his back, commando style, his feet not managing to touch the floor. He grabs the hairs on the back of Goldbear's head and yanks them hard, as the crowd cheer! In pain, Goldbear II charges towards the ring and sends Bruce McClane off of his back and into the ring.
Derrick Donovan: What th- ho- wha- WHAT DID I JUST WITNESS?!
BB Gunn: The pain was so un-bear-able that Goldbear II just had to throw McClane off of him and back into the ring!
Chaos Kid and Raymond are busy fighting each other on the opposite side of the ring, meanwhile, Bruce McClane staggers back to his feet in the ring and realizes his plan had managed to pay off, he's still in the matchup. Eventually, some RSPCA experts come out with big nets and tazers and manage to sedate Goldbear II to return back to his rightful owner, the GUNS.
Derrick Donovan: Well Bruce McClane has managed to overcome the odds and with the help of Kid and Raymond, has eliminated Goldbear II!
BB Gunn: And ironically enough, Goldbear II just saved him from elimination!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who will be number eight?!
Eckart Wexler's music plays and the crowd loudly boo!
'Skullblade the Insane' charges out onto the entrance ramp and waists no time in sliding into the ring. He immediately guns for McClane and hits him with some MMA punches before ducking under McClane's punch, bouncing against the ropes, and hitting a springboard cross-body! But McClane catches him and parades him around the ring before dropping him onto his knee for a devastating backbreaker!
Derrick Donovan: Eckart Wexler will start the match at entrant eight!
BB Gunn: It seems the fans don't like him all that much.
Raymond and Kid are battling it out in the opposite corner, Kid kicking and jabbing Raymond into the turnbuckle. McClane gets Wexler into a headlock as the crowd cheer him on. Raymond begins to fight back against kid as the crowd chant "ANTI-GOD!" at him! Raymond gets out of the corner and yells loudly as he goes to take down Kid with a clothesline, but Chaos Kid ducks and Raymond goes flying into McClane and Wexler in the middle of the ring! It breaks the headlock and McClane stumbles to his knees. Angry. He charges at Raymond for a clothesline of his own but the Anti-God ducks and Chaos Kid is hit with the killer clothesline!
Derrick Donovan: McClane does not look happy!
BB Gunn: Can you really blame him? These two just broke his headlock!
Kid gets knocked to the mat, McClane turns around and Raymond hits him with a kick to the face! He stumbles back into the corner and shouts "TAKE THIS" before going to rush at McClane in the corner, but before he can, Eckart Wexler dropkicks him from behind and both Raymond and McClane end up in the corner. Wexler shouts "NO YOU TAKE THIS!" before hitting the helluva kick straight into the faces of McClane and Raymond! They both fall to the mat and Wexler looks around at the booing crowd, he raises his arms in the air as they loudly boo.
Derrick Donovan: Wexler looking like he's on the verge of taking the lead!
BB Gunn: Turn around!
Wexler turns around and is hit with a superkick to the face by Chaos Kid! He stumbles onto the ropes and waits there as Kid rushes at him and hits him with ANOTHER SUPERKICK! This time sending him straight over the top rope and onto the ring skirt, where he just holds on. Kid shouts at him to let go and rushes at him, ready to finally superkick him off, but Wexler dodges out of the way, springboards back into the ring, and hits Kid with a massive flying knee!
Derrick Donovan: Now that looked like it hurt!
BB Gunn: It sure did!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Who will enter at numero nine?!
The 'Scorpion' Steve Dackle's music plays throughout the PA system and the crowd loudly boo!
Freedom fighter begins and the lights go down. A red spotlight follows him to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope. Dackle does not salute the crowd or even acknowledge anyone. He charges at Wexler who gets to his feet and punches him into the corner as he tries his best to fight back. McClane and Raymond start to go at it in the middle of the ring as Bruce applies a headlock to the Anonymous Assault Champion.
Derrick Donovan:This is Dackle's THIRD match of the night, that's gotta be an achievement! McClane is using the headlock to wear down his opponents so he can tire them down so much that they're easier to throw over the top rope!
BB Gunn: It's a sound tactic! But Raymond seems to be getting back into the swing of things!
Raymond begins to fight back as the crowd chant "ANTI-GOD" again! Dackle still manages to beat-down Wexler in the corner! Kid gets back to his feet and looks for who he should attack next, he ultimately decides on Steve Dackle, and charges over to him, swings him around, and punches him in the face. The crowd cheer as the Scorpion and Chaos Kid go at it, eventually moving to the middle of the ring! Dackle swings Kid against the ropes, one the rebound looking for an uppercut, but Kid ducks and hits a massive lariat to the Scorpion!
Derrick Donovan: Kid's been in here for quite some time now!
BB Gunn: So's Raymond! The dude came in at number one!
Out of nowhere Chaos Kid is clobbered in the face by Eckart Wexler, who kicks him in the gut and drops him with a massive snap-DDT! The camera zooms out and we get a closer look at all of the five participants currently in the ring. Raymond has managed to gain the advantage on McClane and has applied him into a headlock of his own. Dackle is still recovering from Kid's lariat, and Eckart Wexler is posing for the fans as they boo him after dropping Chaos Kid with a big snap-DDT!
Derrick Donovan: Question is though, who will be eliminated next? Someone's bound to be thrown over the top rope!
BB Gunn: My bet's on Raymond, unfortunately, he's been in this matchup far too long, his energy must have drained by now.
Wexler heads to Raymond who has Bruce in a headlock, and martial art kicks him right in the head. The Anti-God holds his head in chronic amounts of pain as Wexler drags him by his hair and leans him against the ropes. He shouts "TIME FOR BEDDY-BYES!" before super-kicking Raymond over the to- NO! RAYMOND CATCHES HIS LEG! He pulls Wexler in with one hand, pulls the ropes down with the other, and WEXLER GETS SENT OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: I thought that was it for Raymond! We all did, even Wexler did! BUT NO! Somehow... Someway Raymond has managed to stay in this matchup!
BB Gunn: Eckart Wexler is eliminated!
Wexler is in genuine shock! Raymond smirks! The Anti-God turns around and sees the sight of Bruce McClane charging directly at him! HE CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! BUT NO! STILL RAYMOND HOLDS ON! He dangles there as the crowd are impressed and shocked.
BB Gunn: No matter how hard they try, Raymond won't go down!
Derrick Donovan: This is incredible!
Bruce McClane gets distracted by Steve Dackle and goes to fight him, not realizing that the Anti-God is still in this matchup! Raymond just pulls himself up and over the top rope as the countdown clock starts up once more...
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who will be entrant number 10?!
The whole venue erupts in massive boos and cheers as the president of the United States, Curtis D. Kanyon's entrance music plays!
"Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse
Across the valley along the river where the hot blood flows.
Over the lakes and over the hills I follow the call of the wind uphold the legend and for my princess I will fight and win"
"Lord of the Thunder" by Rhapsody hits the speakers as Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain. He's got a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder.
"Holy flame burn again for eternity burn my heart to win.
The holy war is awaiting another fiery king"
Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs a "BANG! MY WIFE ...PLEASE" sign from a fan and shows it to the camera!
"Lord of the thunder please be my guide
before and after my last ride
I'll be your soldier serving the light
riding forever alive and proud"
Curtis then climbs into the ring and immediately hits James Raymond with the... BANG! THE CROWD GO WILD! Kanyon gets back to his feet and notices Chaos Kid! He charges at him and hits the BANG! EVERYONE'S ON THEIR FEET! Bruce McClane and Steve Dackle both notice him and go to attack him... But he hits them with a DOUBLE BANGGGGG!!! THE WHOLE VENUE SHAKES WITH LOUD CHEERS AND BOOS!
Derrick Donovan: He brutally attacked Price earlier on in the night! Now, he's in the main event for the Briefcase!
BB Gunn: HE'S BANGING EVERYONE!
Kanyon looks around at the fans in the middle of the ring and shouts at the top of his lungs "FOR AMERICA!" as the crowd loudly cheer and boo. He raises his almighty hammer and calls for Raymond to rise, when he does, he clobbers him in the gut with it, before turning around and doing the same for Kid, then McClane and Dackle! He swings it around in the air, which garners a massive pop!
BB Gunn: Now Kanyon's my new favorite to win all of this! He ain't the president of the United States for nothin'!
Derrick Donovan: But he might have been too busy doing politics rather than actually training for this matchup.
BB Gunn: Well he seems alright to me!
Kanyon climbs to the top turnbuckle and poses with his hammer some more as still the crowd cheer and boo him! He's got that crazy look in his eyes, well, he always has, but this time, this time it's more prominent! He climbs back down and stops moving, standing still, weary. All of his opponents are standing back up, circling him, ready to jump him and beat him down. "FOR AMERICAAAAA!" he shouts once again as they all rush in together and beat him down, five on one!
Derrick Donovan: Well they sure don't like their president!
BB Gunn: I think they're more worried about the fact he has a fucking hammer in his hand, not because he runs the damn country!
Kanyon falls to his knees and it's just a clobbering fest! Everyone's ganged up on him! UNTIL! HE THROWS THEM ALL OFF OF HIM AS THEY ALL GO FLYING BACK INTO DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE RING! Steve Dackle is pushed to the ropes, directly in-front of Kanyon! Kanyon roars for the third time "NOW THIS ONE'S FOR AMERICAAA!" before hitting Dackle with his hammer and sending him OVER THE TOP ROPE AND DOWN TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: Dackle's eliminated!
BB Gunn: Bare in mind, he did go through a grueling Asylum match with Rayburn earlier on in the show!
Kanyon turns around and charges to the person who landed on the ropes behind him! It's James Raymond! He CLOBBERS HIM WITH THE HAMMER AND RAYMOND GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE! NO! HE HOLDS ON!
Derrick Donovan: Don't let go Raymond!
BB Gunn: OHHH NOOO!
Bruce McClane ducks under Kanyon's hammer attack and charges towards Raymond! Clotheslining him off of the ropes and FINALLY to the outside!
Derrick Donovan: RAYMOND HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
BB Gunn: He's done amazing tonight, he's surprised everyone! The Anti-God sure has impressed!
McClane turns around and sees Kanyon running towards him! KANYON GOES TO CLOBBER HIM ASWELL! NO! McClane throws him over his head and Kanyon lands on the ring skirt! McClane charges at him to knock the president off but Kanyon swings the hammer like a baseball bat right into the jaw of McClane! KNOCKING HIM OUT! He falls to the mat!
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The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Who will be number 11?!
The song begins to play as the lights start pulsating blues and whites. Jordan comes out from the back limping and all bandaged up, pain etched across his face. He walks down the ramp way looking at the fans and slides into the ring, immediately charging at Kanyon who's climbed back into the ring!
Derrick Donovan: Here comes Rayburn!
BB Gunn: He looks battered up and destroyed.
Rayburn starts punching him in the head before the President of the United States shoves him off as he rolls backwards! He goes for the BANG but Rayburn just moves out of the way and Kanyon hits the BANG ON CHAOS KID! Kid is taken to the mat as the crowd erupt with cheers and boos! Kanyon gets back to his feet and is drop-kicked out of the ring and to the outside, through the middle rope! Rayburn turns around and gloats at the crowd as they cheer loudly! He calls for Bruce McClane to rise, who's dizzy and staggering, and when he gets to his feet charges at him to knock him over the ropes! But McClane kicks him in the gut and swings him over the top rope!
Derrick Donovan: Is Rayburn going to get eliminated now?!
BB Gunn: Only time will tell!
Rayburn lands on the ring skirt! McClane goes to clothesline him off but Rayburn hits him with a forearm strike! McClane stumbles back and moves out of the way! CHAOS KID CHARGES AT RAYBURN AND SUPER-KICKS HIM OFF OF THE RING SKIRT AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: Rayburn is out! Only McClane, Kanyon and Chaos Kid remain!
BB Gunn: Well, until entrant number #12!
Kid turns around and super-kicks McClane right in the face, "Diehard" staggers backwards, he turns around and Kanyon slides back into the ring! HE HITS HIM WITH THE BANG! Then Kanyon gets back to his feet and charges at Chaos Kid, but Kid moves out of the way and Kanyon goes straight through the middle rope and to the outside!
Derrick Donovan: What's kid looking for here?!
BB Gunn: CHAOS KID'S GONNA DIVE!
Kid bounces against the ropes and hits a massive TOPE-SUICIDA to Kanyon right through the middle rope! The crowd cheer as he gets back to his feet and raises his arms in the air. Kid slides back in the ring and is immediately clotheslined by "Diehard" Bruce McClane! He picks Chaos Kid up and kicks him in the gut, looking for a DDT! Kid knees McClane into the chest however, and begins to fight back! Diehard just loses his grip and Kid hits him with a massive dropkick, knocking both men to the mat!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Here comes entrant 12?!
IT'S BOBBY FUCKING BARRATT! The AWF Champion's music explodes throughout the PA System as the whole venue shakes with the loudest jeers and boos!
Motherfucker of the Year starts playing over the sound system. The lights drop apart from purple spotlights, which appear to swirl around as if they are looking for someone. Suddenly, they all converge on one spot, revealing "The Prodigy" Bobby Barratt standing square in the middle of the ramp. His arms spread wide and his head back, drinking in the jeers from the crowd. He slowly makes his way toward the ring, on the whole ignoring the fans reaction.
Derrick Donovan: THE LEADER OF THE ICONS! IT'S BOBBY BARRATT!
BB Gunn: He will have his biggest fight in two days when he faces Jackson Steele with the AWF Championship on the line, now, two days before, he enters the rumble!
He stops at the end of the ramp and looks in the ring! Chaos Kid is back on his feet, his face full of anger, Barratt was the one who kicked him out of the Icons! Finally Kid can get his revenge! The AWF Champion passes his title to a referee on the outside and takes off his Icon jacket. Kid motions for him to get in the ring so he can kick his ass! A "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" chant breaks out as the crowd eagerly wait for Barratt to get his ass kicked by his former stablemate.
Derrick Donovan: Chaos Kid can finally get his revenge!
BB Gunn: COME ON CHAOS!
Barratt looks at Kid and mockingly laughs. He points at him, but then Kid realizes he isn't actually pointing at him he's pointing behind him! He turns and out of nowhere is decked by the...
[ICONKICK!]
BB Gunn: OH SHIT! I TOTALLY FORGOT SWANN WAS STILL IN THIS MATCHUP!
Derrick Donovan: IT WAS A TRAP! ALL ALONG, THIS WAS THE PLAN!
Swann super-kicks Kid to the mat as the AWF Champion finally slides in and looks at his Protege, he smirks at him and begins to stomp down on the former Icon stablemate as both men pummel him down! McClane pulls himself up with the ropes and charges over at them, rugby tackling Swann to the floor and beating him down with strong fists! Barratt stops beating up Kid and immediately helps the Icon's Protege in fighting off "Diehard" Bruce McClane! They drag his limp body into the middle of the ring next to Kid's and carry on stomping upon both men!
Derrick Donovan: Now this is where the Icons take over! This is where either man wins!
BB Gunn: The number's game is the best strategy!
They both stop the beat-down and look at each other, Swann shouts "ICON'S FOR LIFE BAY-BAY!" as Barratt nods his head in agreement, he turns and looks at the fans and boasts to them all, "THIS COMPANY IS SHIT! I'M THE ONE AND ONLY TRUE WRESTLING CHAMPION!" this garners one hell of a boo from the diehard AXW fans.
Derrick Donovan: How dare he!
BB Gunn: He's an AWF cretin! What do you expect?!
They both go to beat down Kid and McClane some more when Kanyon rolls back into the ring and stares at them both as the crowd explode with a thunderous pop! He raises his hammer in the air and charges at them both, first hitting Swann with it, and then Barratt! Swann stumbles into the corner turnbuckle as Kanyon hits Barratt with it some more! Brad Swann eventually leaves the corner and rushes at Kanyon from behind, jumping on his back and trying his best to get him into a choke hold! Kanyon chucks him off of his back however, but is soon met with a kick to the nuts by the AWF Champion! The President of the United States, who's in an immense amount of pain, crumbles to his knees as both Swann and Barratt storm him and beat him to the mat, next to Bruce McClane and Chaos Kid!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who's number 13?!
IT'S NONE OTHER THAN THE MAD TITAN! IT'S HYPERION!
The opening chords begin to play, as the lights darken completely. The crowd reacts to the haunting melody of Hyperion's entrance; the darkness blanketing everyone. Hyperion appears from a distance, walking through the crowd, tall and fierce. A single golden light guides his path to the ring; his trident glowing through the darkness in his hand. He approaches the ring, and scales the steps. He pauses at the side, looking vaguely into the crowd, before raising his trident over his head to shouts from the audience. He enters over the top rope, hands his weapon to the referee and stares down Swann and Barratt, who look on in absolute fear.
Derrick Donovan: HYPERION IS HERE?! HE'S BACK?!
BB Gunn: I'M IN SHOCKKK! HOLY SHIT!
Hyperion clicks his neck and shakes his wrists, ready for a fight. The whole venue have exploded into a chorus of cheers! "HYPE!" "HYPE!" "HYPE!" chants erupt as Hyperion looks around at his "followers", raising his eyebrow inquiringly. Barratt shoves Swann into Hyperion and charges to the other side of the ring, quickly rolling out under the bottom rope and standing ringside! Swann looks at Hyperion, who now has him in his grasps, and pleads with him to let him go! Hyperion shakes his head ever so fiercely and throws Swann directly over the top rope and crashing to the outside!
BB Gunn: Brad Swann is eliminated! Barratt's next!
Derrick Donovan: I- I just can't believe Hyperion is in an AXW ring!
Barratt, in shock, looks down at Swann who's now eliminated, and shakes his head. Hyperion stares-down the AWF Champion and grunts, but Barratt just sits down on a spare seat next to Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn on their announcing desk. He places the headset on his head. In the ring, Bruce McClane gets back to his feet and starts brawling with the Mad Titan.
Bobby Barratt: I- Who- Wha- WHO LET HIM IN HERE?!
Derrick Donovan: Well it seems like we're joined by Bobby Barratt!
BB Gunn: Oh dear.
Hyperion and McClane start fighting in the corner as Barratt watches on from ringside, Kanyon slowly gets to his feet and joins in, but is hit from behind by Chaos Kid! Hyperion is slugging it out with McClane in the corner and Kanyon and Kid go at it in the middle of the ring!
Bobby Barratt: WHY DID NO-ONE TELL ME HE WAS HERE?!
BB Gunn: Because no-one likes you enough?
Derrick Donovan: OH DAMN!
Bobby Barratt: Who the fuck are you?
Kanyon swings Kid against the ropes and hits him with a big clothesline as he hits the mat with a thud! Kanyon turns around to a massive fist to the face by Bruce McClane, he staggers backwards and when he rebounds back off of the ropes McClane lariats him! McClane then turns around and is headbutted by Hyperion! He goes against the ropes and Hyperion hits him with...
[THE HIGH ONE!]
(Stalling Chokeslam)
Hyperion looks down at McClane on the mat and raises his arms, showing off his god-like presence! However, from behind, Barratt slides back into the ring! He creeps up behind him LOOKING TO ELIMINATE HIM FROM BEHIND! NO! CHAOS KID STANDS BEHIND BARRATT! The AWF Champion slowly turns around and his face becomes stone as the former Icon stablemate stares him down, and shakes his head. Barratt goes to punch him but Kid catches his fist, AND PUNCHES HIM WITH THE OTHER! Barratt stumbles backwards and into Hyperion, who has turned around! HYPERION THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!
Derrick Donovan: HE'S GONE! KID AND HYPERION BOTH GOT THEIR REVENGE!
BB Gunn: THANK THE LORDS!
Barratt, finally eliminated, looks on in shock. He shakes his head as the countdown clock starts up again!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who's number 13?!
It's the Vigilante! It's Jackson Grace!
"Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down echoes around the arena as fans explode in a chorus of cheers and sing along to this well known track. Jackson stumbles out onto the entrance ramp, limping, broken, bruised and destroyed. He looks around at the cheering fans and smiles, this is what he lives for, and this, right here, right now, could possibly be his last ever wrestling match. He wipes away the tears of pain, joy and an overwhelming amount of humbleness, and limps his way down the ramp.
Derrick Donovan: Remember guys, if Jackson Grace doesn't win, he will retire from wrestling... FOREVER.
BB Gunn: Come on Grace!
He carries on limping down the mat, when he bumps into the AWF Champion, who stares him down. Barratt shoulder barges his way past him and the Vigilante holds it in pain, but he doesn't care, he carries on his slow walk to the ring, taking in all the cheers.
Derrick Donovan: I- I can't see him winning this.
BB Gunn: I don't think anyone can, look at him, he's broken, half the man he was before.
Grace finally reaches the ring, and slowly pulls himself up onto the ring skirt, when moving his muscles a sheer look of pain etches upon his face. He shakes his head, fighting it off, and after a few seconds of waiting, finally steps into the ring. When he stands in there. He looks at all the competitors, who are back on their feet. They all look at him and stop, they feel his pain, but they can't let him win this, they all have reasons of their own to do so.
Derrick Donovan: Grace knows this is the end, looking at all of these athletes in their primes, then looking at himself, he knows he stands no chance.
BB Gunn: That's true, you can see it in his face. This is the end of the vigilante.
Grace looks at all of them, and shakes his head, no, this is not how he will go down, he'll go down fighting! He pulls up his fists as the crowd cheer him on! "GRACE!" chants break out and fill the venue as he waits for one of the four other competitors to make the move, but they don't. No-one wants to end this guys career, not even the Mad Titan himself. "OH COME ON!" Grace shouts as all four competitors look at one another in a defiant silence.
Derrick Donovan: Who's gonn- WAIT NO! TURN AROUND GRACE!
BB Gunn: WHAT THE FUCKKKK NOOOO!
Grace turns around and is met with the AWF Champion, who stands on the ring skirt outside the ropes! He grabs Grace by his neck, and drags him over the top rope, dumping him to the outside with one heck of a thud, Bobby finally ending the career of Jackson Grace. The Vigilante lies there, on the ringside mat, as tears swell up in his eyes. He can't move. He's paralyzed. This truly is, the end.
Derrick Donovan: no.
BB Gunn: n- not this way, please.
Barratt jumps off of the ring-skirt and walks up the ramp, walking over Grace's body as he does so. The whole venue turns into an aura of boos as trash and steel chairs are literally thrown directly at the AWF Champion, as he makes his way through the curtains, and to backstage. Grace still lies there. Sweet death calling for him.
BB Gunn: why? why did he do it?
Derrick Donovan: wh- who knows, BB, who knows.
Eventually, medical staff rush over to Grace and place him onto a stretcher, checking his pulse, and trying their best to save him. All four competitors in the ring watch on, Hyperion leaning against the turnbuckle, the rest all watching Grace as his body is stretchered away, never to be seen again.
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Well, here comes entrant #15...
That's right... Terry Bradshaw is #15.
Supermassive Black Hole begins to blare over the speakers throughout the arena, and the crowd reacts with dead silence. After a beat, out onto the stage comes Terry Bradshaw, dressed in a full army costume, with the war paint and everything. He does a Michael Jackson-like spin on the stage, and then proceeds to moonwalk backwards down the entrance ramp. Only a few paces in, he stumbles and falls backwards. Angrily, he gets up to his feet, points to a random fan, and yells "SHOW SOME RESPECT". He then turns back towards the ring, trying to high five fans who mostly ignore him, and smiles as he tap dances the rest of the way down the ramp.
Derrick Donovan: We just saw a guy being paralyzed... Now we have him as the last entrant?
BB Gunn: This company makes me sick sometimes.
Bradshaw rolls into the ring and removes his army ha- HE's CLOTHESLINED OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE BY THE MAD TITAN, HYPERION! The whole venue erupts in a chorus of cheers as Bradshaw lands on his ass ringside and sits there, absolutely dazed!
BB Gunn: YES! AFTER GOING THROUGH SO MUCH EFFORT TO GET IN! HE GETS DUMPED OUT IN LESS THAN TWO SECONDS!
Derrick Donovan: Good! Can you imagine him with briefcase?!
Hyperion turns around and looks at all four of the remaining competitors, who still watch each other. These are the final four, Hyperion, Chaos Kid, Bruce McClane and Curtis D. Kanyon! They all nod their heads and charge into the middle! Kanyon starts brawling with Hyperion and Kid starts mixing things up with "Diehard" Bruce McClane! Hyperion swings Kanyon against the ropes but Kanyon holds onto them, baits the Mad Titan in, and throws him over the top rope and onto the ring skirt!
Derrick Donovan: Is the mad-titan about to be eliminated?!
BB Gunn: NOT SO FAST!
Hyperion boots him in the gut and drags him over the top rope and onto the ring skirt with him! BOTH MEN COULD BE ELIMINATED HERE! Chaos Kid and Bruce McClane both stop, and notice this! Instead of fighting each other, they both charge towards the ropes to knock both the Mad-Titan and the President of America off! THEY GO FOR A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! NOOOOO! HYPERION AND KANYON BOTH FLIP BRUCE MCCLANE AND CHAOS KID OVER THEIR HEADS... AND SEND THEM CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE! THEY'RE ELIMINATED! IT'S ONLY HYPERION AND CURTIS D. KANYON LEFT!
Derrick Donovan: HOLY SHIT! It's only hit me now... But what if HYPERION wins the Briefcase?!
BB Gunn: I hear he'll probably take it hostage and take it with him to the AWF, where AXW will never get their hands on it again! This truly is, Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling versus Ascension Wrestling Federation! The Mad-Titan, HYPERION, left with the President of the USA, Curtis D. Kanyon!
Both men look at each other on the ring-skirt and sadistically smile, the fans in the venue are going crazy, this truly is a war! "COME ONNNN!" Kanyon shouts as he rushes at Hyperion and both men hit each other with lefts and rights ON THE RING SKIRT! KANYON PUNCHES HYPERION SO HARD HE LOOSES HIS GRIP, BUT ONLY JUST MANAGES TO STAY ON! THE MAD TITAN RESPONDS WITH A VICIOUS STRIKE OF HIS OWN, KANYON JUST MANAGING TO HOLD ON! NEITHER MAN WANTS TO FALL!
Derrick Donovan: COME ON KANYON! DO IT FOR AXW!
BB Gunn: Fuck the AWF!
Hyperion staggers back! He charges at Kanyon... BUT IS MET WITH THE BANGGGG! HYPERION IS HIT WITH THE BANG AS HE HITS HIS BACK ON THE RING SKIRT WITH A THUD! HE ROLLS OFF! KANYON HOLDS ON!
[DING! DING!]
..::WORLD WAR III::..
..::Live from the Legion, London England::..
..::March 23rd::..
..::11 PM - On the XHF Network::..
The camera opens to the Legion, London. The whole venue is going wild for this historic night full of historic matches. We cut to the ringside area and sitting at the commentary desk as always, are Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn.
Derrick Donovan: WELCOME EVERYONE! TO WORLD WAR III!
BB Gunn: What a night we have in store for you, I'm "Boom Boom" BB Gunn!
Derrick Donovan: And I'm the "Mouthpiece of Mayhem", Derrick Donovan! We are broadcasting live on the XHF Network, and only on the XHF Network! So XHF fans, we sure have a treat for you tonight!
BB Gunn: That's right, Dono, we kick things off with a "Classroom Rules" match as Jeffery Viper takes on Dylan Black!
Derrick Donovan: For weeks now these two have been fighting, and finally they leave it all behind in the squared circle!
BB Gunn: Not only that but this is the second only match with the AWF being involved with AXW, that's right, it'll be AWF verses AXW round two!
Derrick Donovan: Then, we move onto an Asylum match as two men who hate each other so much that they can't just keep it in a normal match, Steve Dackle goes head to head with Jordan Rayburn!
BB Gunn: I spoke with Dackle earlier tonight, he's really weird, but he told me this, he's got some big things in-store!
Derrick Donovan: Then it's time for our two main events of the evening, first, the AXW Undisputed Championship is on the line as the Anomoly defends against Price... And the returning Storm Crow!
BB Gunn: He's back, Dono! I hear he's in better shape than ever! But, the question is, will the anger that has stemmed from his inclusion in the match help bring either Price or Anomoly to victory?
Derrick Donovan: Only time will tell...
BB Gunn: Finally, it'll be time for the main, main event of the evening! fifteen men will compete in an over the top battle royal to crown the first ever "Briefcase" holder! What's in the briefcase? Who knows... But I've heard it definitely guarantees you a shot at any AXW Championship at any point of your choosing!
Derrick Donovan: LET'S DO THIS!!
With this the camera fades to black as the venue still cheer loudly.
We cut to just outside the Legion, where we see none other than Terry Bradshaw talking to a security guard. We can see the guard shaking his head at the old man, and Bradshaw getting visibly pissed. The camera zooms in some more and we can finally hear what they are saying.
Terry Bradshaw: LET ME IN YOU PIECE OF SHIT!
Guard: I have strict orders that a certain Mr. Terry Bradshaw is to be banned from all future AXW events! Now tell me, is that, or is that not you?
Terry Bradshaw: Th- That's me alright! Of course it's me! Look at me! I'm famous, do you not recognize me?! What kind of a silly question is that?! Now let me in!!
Guard: Therefore you are not aloud in!
Terry Bradshaw: BUT I'M TERRY BRADSHA-
Guard: THEN YOU'RE NOT ALOUD IN!
Terry Bradshaw: I SAID I'M TERRY BRADSHAWW!!!
Bradshaw smacks the security guard over the head with a hard slap before pushing him out of the way and charging into the building at full force. But as soon as he crosses into the venue, the security guard grabs him by his collar, drags him back out, then throws him to the wet, rainy floor.
Guard: GET OUT OR I'M CALLING THE POLICE!
Terry Bradshaw: BUT I'M TERRY BRADSHA-
[…DING DING!!...]
Jeffrey Viper and Dylan Black circle the ring. Chants break out amongst the crowd who also appear a little confused as to the premise of this match.
Derrick Donovan: So a little information for the viewer at home. These two have been at loggerheads since Black decided to stop showing up to classes held by Mr. Viper.
BB Gunn: That’s because all he did was show him penises all day!
Derrick Donovan: Can we even say that on air?
They lock up! Black and Viper tussle for position, trying to gain the upper hand in their much-anticipated meeting.
Derrick Donovan: We can’t help but be a little bit intrigued by the layout of the ringside area, right now. School desks and chairs are set up around the ring, all facing inwards. A blackboard is at the top of the ramp. We’ve seen some interesting weapons in our time at AXW, but these certainly take the cake!
Black gets the upper hand with a headlock. We see Viper try to struggle his way out of it before Black gives him a nice right hand to the top of the head. Viper stumbles away and Black is on him again with a Lou Thez Press. One, two, three, four right hands to the face of Viper and he’s already busted open!
BB Gunn: Oh my God! Not 45 seconds into the match and Jeffrey Viper has a busted nose!
Viper gets to his feet as Black soaks in the crowd’s reaction and responds with a beatdown of his own, tackling Dylan from behind! They crumple to the ground and Viper throws a few nice shots of his own onto the back of Black’s head.
[…BOO!!...]
Viper is back up now and wiping the blood from under his nose. Then he slides to the outside, grabbing one of the desks. As he lifts it…
[…CRACK!!...]
Dylan Black flies through the ropes with a suicide dive, sending the desk crashing into Viper’s nose!
BB Gunn: That one had to hurt!
The crowd are firmly behind Dylan Black here as he nurses his head while Viper lies underneath the very desk he tried to use against Black. Black hops onto the guard rail and jumps off, stomping on the top of the desk.
[…THUD!!...]
[…LET’S GO DYLAN!!!...]
[…FUCK YOU VIPER!!!...]
Derrick Donovan: The crowd are certainly making their feelings known so far, Gunn!
BB Gunn: Well if you saw a guy being forced by someone to look at dicks for hours upon hours at a time, I think you’d feel for him too!
Dylan is grabbing a chair. Unfortunately for him, it isn’t a folding type we normally see in Wrestling. Rather it’s one of the old rigid plastic ones, so he’s trying to work out the best way to hold it to inflict damage, when Viper comes back with a low blow of his own, sending Dylan to his knees!
Viper reaches under the ring and pulls out a blackboard eraser. He smiles to himself and rams it into the face of Dylan, smearing chalk dust into his eyes as Dylan screams in pain.
BB Gunn: What a sick man!
After the blinding attack, Viper jams the wooden end of the eraser down onto the top of Black’s head. A blinded Dylan Black had no idea it was coming to defend himself against it. He hits the floor outside the ring and clutches at his head in pain, still unable to see the assault coming his way. Viper lays in the boots to Dylan’s now unprotected midsection as Dylan tries to curl up into a ball. Viper flips over another desk and grabs hold of Dylan’s head, ramming it into the underside of the desk and rubbing it against it! The crowd groan in disgust!
Derrick Donovan: Love him or hate him, no one knows a classroom like Jeffrey Viper. How else could anyone have known that the underside of the average school desk has probably a pound of chewed gum stuck to it!
BB Gunn: Absolutely disgusting, Dono! This guy really will go to such sick, disgusting lengths to make sure he not only gets the win, but humiliates Black in the process.
Black finally manages to gives a stiff elbow to Viper. Viper stumbles back and Black gets back to his feet, picking away some of the “less dry” gum that’s now stuck to his face. Viper takes a swing and Dylan ducks….Viper comes charging back again…
[…DROPSAULT!...]
The crowd explode with cheers for Black as Viper takes a tumble across a couple more desks. Black throws a couple of chairs at him, no consideration for how they don’t fold, we see each one bounce off Viper’s face and head area, only exacerbating the bleeding situation with his nose. Viper starts to head up the ramp.
[…FUCK HIM UP DYLAN, FUCK HIM UP!!...]
[...CLAP! CLAP!...]
Dylan chases down Viper and reaches him at the top of the entrance way, he delivers a solid double axe handle to the back of Viper, taking him down. Dylan heads across to the blackboard and picks up the chalk and scrawls at it for a few seconds, he turns it around and…
Derrick Donovan: Oh my God.
BB Gunn: Is that?...
Derrick Donovan: Yes…That is a penis!
Dylan Black has drawn a huge penis on the black board and proceeds to pick up Jeffrey Viper and whip him towards the blackboard, sending his head right through the centre of it!
BB Gunn: Well that’s how you get payback, Dylan! Bravo!!
[…HE’S A DICK!! HE’S A DICK!!...]
Dylan takes a second to pose next to a dazed Jeffrey Viper, allowing fans to snap the pictures they seem to desire, as flashes fill the arena for a while. Then he hits Viper hard, sending his head back through the blackboard and causing him to fall down. Black drags an almost lifeless Jeffrey Viper to the ring and rolls him in. He slides in and heads for the top rope….
[..FINAL SO-NO!!..]
Viper manages to roll out of the way, avoiding the Moonstomp finisher. Black lands on his feet and rolls through, he charges back at Viper who manages to sidestep, sending Dylan crashing into the ringpost! Viper on the offence how with a few well executed Elbow Drops to the chest of Dylan, who splutters in pain. Viper with the Powerbomb attempt. No!
Black is off his back, spins Viper around and sets him up.
[…WAY OF THE REAPER!!...]
Black makes the cover!
[…ONE!...]
[…TWO!...]
[…THREE!...]
BB Gunn: Black has done it! He over threw Jeffrey Viper and beat him in his own environment!
Dylan is in the ring, throwing his arms in the air. He looks down at his opponent, Jeffrey Viper, struggling to lift his body from the canvas. The exhaustion from the entire ordeal causes Black to fall back but recovers after the ropes catch his fall.
[...HERE IS YOUR WINNER....DYLAN BLACK!!]
After being declared the winner, Dylan sees little time remaining in a ring with someone he detests so much. He exits the ring and makes his way back, but he hears something that causes him to stop midway through the ramp.
Viper: Congratulations, Dylan. Bravo
Dylan looks back incredulously, not knowing where the hell Viper is getting at.
Viper: Prizes come in many forms. You stand there smug as all hell because you think your prize was shutting me up. Little did you know your real prize is much greater.
Dylan looks left and right. He's confused and half expecting someone to come up from behind and strike him. Alas, that doesn't happen. He turns back to Viper, thoroughly confused.
Viper: Your prize is wholesome and pure. Your prize is family. I wanted to make sure you were strong enough, smart enough to be worthy of knowing your place. You know, when I told you of your potential, I wasn't lying. You are meant for great things. I know this because you carry that same potential I do.
Piece by piece, Dylan is beginning to understand what Viper is saying. For the first time since the end of the match, he's actually shaking his head, unwilling to accept both what Jeffrey Viper has said and what he's going to say. He knows what’s about to come out of Viper’s mouth.
Viper: That's right. Dylan Black, you are my son. Now that you passed the test, why don't you do your old man proud and give him a hug, yeah?
Dylan is having none of this. He doesn't even believe him. Sure, he never knew his real father as he wandered the streets as a gimp for rent, belonging to a malevolent pump, but he doesn't believe him. He throws a hand out, gesturing, "get out of here." He turns around and walks to the entrance. That's when...
Viper: Do you still have that beauty mark on your ass, Dylan? You know, the one that looks like a half crescent? Yeah, I know about that and I didn't learn that through Google. No, I was there when your mother, Hailey, gave birth. I watch her vagina muscles stretch and I saw you fall out. I was the first person to hold you so whether you like it or not, I am your father.
Dylan fell to his knees, shaking his head and putting his hands over his ears. He was having none of what Viper was saying.. He wanted to shut Viper up. He wanted to send him to hell, but... there was no way he could know. Dylan finally became nauseated. He felt something crawl up his throat and ran out toward the back, almost vomiting in front of the AXW fans who are in shock and awe of what’s just gone down.
Once more we cut to just outside the arena, this time the security guard is being interviewed by some random interviewer. He looks visibly still pissed off with his altercation with a certain Mr. Terry Bradshaw earlier on in the night, his sleeves rolled up, ready to beat him up if he ever comes back again.
Interviewer: I'm here with the Legion's security guard, Dan, now Dan, what was going on earlier tonight between you and Mr. Bradshaw?
The security guard, who we now know as Dan, wraps his two giant hands around the microphone like he's cutting some old school heel promo. I mean, he actually isn't cutting an old school heel promo, he just can't hold a microphone properly, but it sure does look like it.
Dan: Well ya see, I've got strict orders from management not to allow this Bradshaw bloke in. 'pparently he's trouble or summit? Look, I don't really know the fella, but management were very keen in not lettin' him in.
The interviewer nods his head at the response.
Interviewer: Well there you go fo- What the...
Terry Bradshaw: ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
THWACK!
Terry Bradshaw runs directly into the security guard with a baseball bat, completely knocking him out, as the massive man slumps to the floor unconscious. The interviewer is shocked and visibly shaken to the core as Bradshaw continues screaming a war-cry at the top of his lungs and carries on straight into the building, until his screech becomes nothing more than a distant noise.
The shot begins outside of an old, run down insane asylum A rather small asylum. The camera pans out so we can take in the full view of the asylum. The sound of crunching gravel is heard as the camera turns, revealing an unmarked car pulling up to the front gates. The car stops and is shut off. The driver and passengers fly open, and out step Jordan Rayburn and a referee. The pair walk up to the gate, pushing it open and walking up to the doors of the asylum, pushing them open.
Rayburn takes a moment to take in his surroundings, turning down a long hallway filled with doors. He takes the asylum in, breathing that musty air, before quite literally kicking down one of the doors, sending it flying off the hinges into the room. He walks in, and words are painted all over the walls. One word.
“Darkness.”
Then, the fight begins. Dackle lunges out of the shadows, in a flurry of fists. The two tumble to the ground and roll around laying into each other. The referee moves out of the way, as the two fighting spill out of the room and back into the hallway. Rayburn pulls out a couple bamboo skewers and makes a few swipes at Dackle, who backs out of the way of each swipe. He takes a painting on the wall and smashes it over Rayburns head, collapsing him to the ground. Rayburn holds his head and crawls into a room, with Dackle laughing and following him.
Dackle: You’re in my asylum, Rayburn! There is no escape!
Dackle turns into the room, and…
CRACK!
Dackle is floored as he just walked face first into a bedpan. Dackle holds his face as Rayburn stands above him, bedpan in hand. He rears back, and…
WACK! WACK! WACK!
Again and again, Rayburn nails Dackle with the backpan, sending him writhing in pain. He tries to crawl out of the room, into the asylum of secrets, but Rayburn grabs his leg and locks in an ankle lock, dragging him back in. He then takes the bedpan, and knocks Dackle over the head once more, for good measure. Rayburn then walks over to the bed, pulling it apart and leaving the blankets and mattresses on the ground, leaving the metal bed frame, which is bolted to the ground. He then drags Dackle to the metal frame, lifting him up into a standing position on the frame, and…
[SADISTIC DESIRE]
(Spike Piledriver)
Dackle is out cold, and Rayburn rolls him onto the ground and makes a cover.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[KICKOUT]
Dackle miraculously kicks out after being spiked on his head. Rayburn is in shock. He locks Dackle in a headlock and tries to wear down Dackle. Dackle tries to stand up, but Rayburn floors him with a hard knee to the side of the head. A few rough elbow shots to keep the pressure on Dackle, but as he swings with the third, Dackle rolls out of the way and Rayburn smashes his elbow on the ground. Howling in pain, Rayburn rolls off and and holds his elbow. Dackle stands up, wiping spit from his mouth. He then kneels over Rayburn and ground and pounds his head. He then stands Raymond up, and irish whips him out to the door and into the wall. Bouncing off the wall, he's met with a boot, crushing his head between the wall and foot of Dackle.
Noticing a light fixture, Dackle unscrews the lightbulb and slams it down on Rayburn's head, shattering. Dackle then picks the skewers out of Rayburn’s pocket and jabs some into Rayburn’s skull. Dackle goes to jab more, this time into his face, but Rayburn lands a solid punch on Dackle’s nose, sending him flying back into Bertha. Dackle goes to grab her, but Rayburn steps on his hand and picks up Bertha, slamming it down on Dackle’s back.
Dackle, screaming in pain, begins to drag himself away again, but Raymond pursues, wailing away on Dackle. Dackle reaches a door marked “THUNDER” and tries to push the door open, but to no avail. Rayburn lands another hard shot on Dackle’s head, and the door begins to creak open, just the tiniest bit. Raymond, curiosity urging him to search this room for more weapons, shoves the door open, and that’s when two very large hands emerge from seemingly nowhere and wrap themselves around Rayburn’s throat.
Rayburn, eyes bulging out, looks into the face of [REDACTED]’s monster, Nathan Thunder. Nathan lifts Rayburn up and…
[SILENT NIGHT]
(Sitout Chokeslam)
...plants him with his finisher! The two cousins, Dackle and Thunder, share an eerie grin. Thunder then lifts rayburn up and begins to ragdoll him around while Dackle composes himself. Dackle disappears for a moment, reemerging with a straightjacket. He puts it on Rayburn, rendering him useless, and picks up Bertha and Crimson, his partner Dylan Black’s signature weapon. He hands Crimson to Thunder, who then begins to mercilessly beat Rayburn with it. By this point, Rayburn is out cold, there’s nothing he could do to save himself, even if he was conscious.
Thunder then walks off, coming back moments later with a metal bed frame like seen earlier. Dackle nods, and he places the bed frame down. Thunder lifts up Rayburn and holds him in a standing position over the bed. Dackle walks around, grabs Raymond’s head, and…
[CHEVRON]
(Diamond cutter)
...drops him with his finisher. The referee, who hasn’t been seen since the first pinfall attempt, scrambles by Thunder and over the bed frame as Dackle covers Rayburn.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Satisfied with the carnage, Dackle walks off, picks up his FTW Championship, and with Thunder two steps behind him, they walk out of the asylum, leaving the referee tending to Rayburn. Thunder slams the doors shut behind them, and one by one, each light shuts off until the asylum is left in total darkness.
The camera cuts to the parking lot, we expect Terry Bradshaw to run through it, baseball bat in tow, but he's somewhere else. Instead, a standard four by four drives straight into the parking lot entrance and pulls up right in-front of the camera. We can hear the crowd in the background, they're cheering loudly, who can this be?
The door swings wide open. A foot is placed on the floor. The door closes and...
IT'S JACKSON GRACE!
A massive cheer bursts throughout the arena, so loud that even Grace can here it himself. He smirks, his body is stitched up, bandaged up, he's in no condition to fight, still recovering from his near death experience when he was last in the RWA. He slowly walks away from his vehicle and locks it as he goes. He's wearing his wrestling gear, but wears a tank top over his chest to hide the bruises. He's visibly in pain with every step he takes, but he tries his best to shrug it off, to pretend like it's nothing. Suddenly, another vehicle drives into the parking lot as Grace turns around and mutters "shit" under his breath. A man steps out, his personal doctor, a look of concern and anger on his face.
Doctor: NO! This is not happening, Grace! You are not fit to even be walking! Let alone to be entering a wrestling match! GET IN YOUR CAR THIS INSTANT!
Grace shakes his head, quietly defying the authority, he continues limping. The doctor's face becomes red with brutal anger.
Doctor: I SAID GET BACK IN YOUR CAR, GRACE!
Still Grace limps on. The doctor marches over to him, grabs him by the shoulder, and turns him around to face him.
Doctor: All you care about is this stupid wrestling thing! No-one else, not even yourself! There will come a point in your life when you'll reflect back on this, when you sit at home, your children feeding you through a straw as their daddy sits paralyzed, bound to a wheelchair for the rest of his solemn life, unable to move, walk or talk. How will you care for them, Grace? How will you teach them the rights and the wrongs of this world? How will you be there for them? Is that really a life you want your kids to grow up with? With daddy being nothing more than an unmovable object?
A tear drops from Grace's eye, it trickles down his face, he knows he's doing wrong, but to him, this is the only choice he has.
Jackson Grace: I have to do this. I need to. Th- I- w- we are struggling. W- we need the money. I HAVE TO DO THIS! YOU UNDERSTAND ME?! I HAVE TO DO THIS!!
With this he shoves the doctor off of him and carries on limping. The doctor shakes his head and grabs Grace again.
Jackson Grace: NO! DO NOT TOUCH ME! I WILL GO OUT THERE, WHETHER IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! HECK, I'LL EVEN RETIRE! THAT'S RIGHT, I'LL RETIRE IF I LOSE. BUT PLEASE... PLEASE JUST LET ME FINISH THIS... I- I- I NEED TO GODDAMMIT!
Grace shoves the doctor away and limps off screen. The doctor watches him as he goes. He shouts after him.
Doctor: FINE! YOU BE STUBBORN! I'LL TAKE YOU BY YOUR WORD! IF- WHEN YOU LOSE, YOU'LL NEVER BE ALOUD TO WRESTLE AGAIN! THIS IS THE END GRACE! DON'T TELL ME I DIDN'T WARN YOU!
With this the camera fades to black, the doctor looking worried and scared.
We cut to backstage with the Messiah of Hardcore, Price. With him is the same random interviewer from earlier on in the night, no doubt a local worker. Price doesn't look ready for this interview, he's sat on a chair in his locker taping up his wrists, ready to fight for the Undisputed Championship.
Interviewer: I am backstage with the Messiah of Hardcore, Pr-
Price: Fuck off. They all know who I am.
The interviewer looks a little taken back, he just shrugs and carries on with the interview.
Interviewer: Uh, um, of course. N- now if you don't mind me asking, what kind of strategy do you ave going into tonight's ma-
Price: I said fuck off, and I meant it.
Once more the interviewer looks shocked and offended, he isn't going anywhere though. He's about to ask another question when Price stands up and goes nose to nose with him.
Price: I... Said... Fuck... Off...
The local interviewer nods his head in total fear and runs straight off camera. Price watches him as he goes before going to sit back down on his steel chair, but before he can do so, the lights flicker and turn off. It's V.
V: Foul is fair, and fair is foul. Are you ready?
Price looks at him in the dark, absolutely con-fuddled at what V just said.
Price: You can fuck off too.
V laughs, his deep metallic voice echoing through-out the locker room.
V: Double, Double, Toil and Trouble, Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble. You don't seem ready.
Price' face is just a mix of confusion and anger.
Price: How many times... Fuck off... And stop with that stupid riddle shit.
V: No. Winning the title is a matter of to be or not to be, that is the question. Now tell me this, is it to be? Or not to be?
Price just shakes his head.
Price: Fuck off.
The sounds of Imagine Dragons "Believer" begin to play overhead and the lights in the venue dim.
As the first verse ends black spiders fill the screen until it is completely covered in black, then one spider leaps towards the screen and leaves bite holes in the screen and at the spider bits the screen blue flaming pyros shoot from the stage. As the Chorus hits the Pyros die down and Venom comes from behind them walking down the ramp wearing a full body hooded trench so the hood covers his face leading Goldbear II by a leash behind him. Slowly he drops down to one knee in the middle of the ramp and spreads his arms.
Venom gets up to his feet and begins walking towards the ring and stops in front of the ring and looks from left to right with his hood still on and then enters the ring. Venom walks to the stairs with Goldbear II close behind walks up the stairs and across the ring apron to the middle. He and Goldbear enter the ring one at a time and walk to the center where he drops to one knee again and points to the sky. Venom gets back up and takes off his trench and his T-Shirt as the song fades out.
The lights dim down as the echoing intro to "St Patrick" by PVRIS begins to fill the arena and a single spotlight hits the entrance.
"You give me something to talk about (something to talk about), HEY."
The song bursts into life, and Rob Arnold slowly enters the arena. Dressed in ring gear and an all black hoodie which restricts the view of his face and holding his two customised X*Crown Title belts, he surveys his surroundings, largely ignoring the crowd as he steps towards the top of the ramp. Staring ahead of him, offering little but a trademark smirk he places his right foot forward and takes to a knee, he places both titles face up on the floor, and then flings back his hood with his right hand. Arnold stares straight ahead towards the ring once more, before slowly standing, grabbing both titles once more and walking confidently down the ramp.
"I know it's chemicals, that make me cling to you (cling to you)
Oh and I need a miracle, to get away from you (way from you)
I know it's chemicals (that make me cling to you, cling to you)
And I need a miracle (to make me stay with you, stay with you)
And I'm not spiritual (but please stay)
'Cause I think you're a saint, and I think you're an angel."
Rob approaches the ring and runs his hand along the apron before approaching and walking up the steps, and then through the ropes and into the ring.
"I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to talk about (something to talk about)
I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to think about, that's not the shit in my head
You're a miracle
You're a miracle (a miracle)"
Arnold heads straight for the opposite corner and climbs the second turnbuckle and smirks, before slowly raising his arms out wide, showing off his X*Crown Titles, baiting the crowd in the process. Another smirk, and he hops back down, removing his hoodie and preparing for the match.
Rob smirks at his opponent as the red hands off the X*Crown and calls for the bell. Venom begins hopping from side-to-side as soon as the bell rings. Rob begins moving to his left and Venom stops and holds out his hand, standing his ground calling for a test of strength. Rob moves in with his hand raises but pulls away at the last minute expecting a trap. No attack comes though and Venom holds his hand out again. This time Rob reaches out and they lock hands. Venom reaches out and they lock their other hands. They begin pushing each other around the ring first with Rob getting the edge and then Venom getting the edge. They go back-and-forth before stopping in the center i the ring and Rob breaks. He yells at his opponent and open hand pushes him right in the center of the chest. Venom hits the mat hard and Rob covers for the pin.
Winner and STILL X*Crown Champion... Rob Arnold
Venom hops right to his feet and raises Rob’s arm. Rob calls for a mic.
Arnold: You are all so stupid. You thought we would fall apart that easy? Venom is right, he is the master of fooling people, but it’s not me he fooled it’s all of you ha ha ha!
While Rob was talking Venom too was handed a mic.
Venom: This right here, this is once in a lifetime. You think we’d waste a match like this on you?
Arnold: We are the top champions in the Network. We are too big for all of you.
Venom and Arnold laugh together as their championships are handed back to them, but before they can do anything else clapping can be heard and Dylan Black and Dackle appear on the stage. Dylan is clapping into his mic.
Black: Great show. What a match. We’re not worthy of such a performance.
He says with clear sarcasm in his voice.
Black: The problem is, it happened so fast we still have time to kill. So we’re ready, you two aren’t even sweating. Why don’t we have ourselves a little tag match to fill the time?
Venom walks up to the ropes leaning over.
Venom: You’re right, you’re not worthy which is why our answer is no.
Black: Well we’re coming down there so either we’re going to fight, or have a match. You’ve got as long as it takes for us to get down there to decide.
Dylan and Dackle begin walking leisurely down the ramp as Venom huddled up with Rob. Dylan’s and Dackle reach ring-side and Venom motions for the ref to get back in the ring.
Venom and Rob walk over to their corner and begin to talk as Dackle and Dylan take off their excess gear and get ready. Dylan and Dackle discuss who will start and Dackle wins the right to start. He walks to the center of the ring and taunts for one of the two champions to come out. The ref stands in the center of the ring between Dackle and the corner of Venom and Rob. Rob finally steps through the ropes and Venom shakes the hand of his partner. He turns and walks to the center of the ring and stands on the other side of the ref. He yells at Dackle and the ref puts his hands up calling for the two to back up, put under the refs arms Venom reaches across and pies faces Dackle. This enrages Dackle and he tries to get at Venom put Venom retreats back to his corner and calls for the ref to keep him back. The ref gets between Venom and Dackle and tells Dackle to back up. When he does the ref calls for the bell and Venom quickly rushes Dackle and goes for a double leg take down, but Dackle sides steps the attempt and when Venom is back to his feet Dackle nails him with a forearm blast. Venom stumbles backwards towards the corner where Dylan resides and Dackly runs and drop kicks him into the corner. Venom is in a bad place, stuck in the corner of his opponents. Dackle comes running towards Venom, but Venom quickly back elbows Dylan in the face and rolls out of the corner before Dackle can strike. Dackle stops short of the corner and turns to see Venom scrambling towards his corner and tagging in his partner Rob.
Dackle tags in Dylan and Dylan steps through the ropes as Rob is now in the ring and stretching his wrists waiting for his opponent. Dylan obliges and charges the X*Crown Champion. Rob side steps young Dylan and drop toe holds Dylan. He quickly moves on top of Dylan and locks him in an arm bar, but Dylan quickly plants his feet and pushes himself up and rolls up into a bridge forcing Rob's shoulders down. Rob releases and kicks out after a two count and quickly gets to his feet. He waits as Dylan gets up a little slower smirking with his fingers held close to show he almost pinned the champ. Rob responds with a quick sweep of the legs and goes to stomp on the chest of Dylan, but Dylan rolls away and quickly scrambles to his feet. Rob stands waiting for his opponent to make a move. Dylan slows down moving in a circle towards Rob. The two meet in the center of the ring. They lock up and Rob gets the advantage with a front face lock, but Dylan breaks lose and moves behind Rob and locks in a reverse waist lock. Rob goes to break it with a back elbow, but Dylan avaoids it by breaking the hold and stepping back. When Rob turns back around he turns right into a stiff right hand from Dylan that rocks the champion. Rob scrambles to his corner and yells at his partner. He exits the ring and Venom drops off the mat. The two walk towards the ring announcers area and retrieve their respective titles, they appear ready to leave. Dylan stands in the center of the ring as Venom and Rob walk to leave. The reach the bottom of the ramp and wave to their opponents as the ref is making the count. They turn to leave when Dackle yells at them to get their attention, and when they turn around they turn right into Dylan Black who ran and flew over the top rope onto Venom and Rob. All three men a wiped out and the ref has stopped the count in disbelief at the carnage. Dackle begins clapping getting the crowd into it and seems ready to run and dive onto Rob and Venom as they start to get to their feet, but before he can strike his legs are pulled out from under him by James Mueller who has jumped out of the crowd. Dackle falls back first onto the mat. Dylan is the first to his feet of the three men, and when he gets up he turns right into a super kick from Mueller. Mueller helps up Rob and Venom the rest of the way and the three retreat out as the ref calls for the bell disqualifying Rob and Venom.
We see Bradshaw running down a hallway, still screaming at the top of his lungs, smashing the baseball bat, left right and center. No-one's near him, he's in an empty part of the Legion but still, he thinks he's being chased. (Which he's not, by the way.) He runs past a door with the sign "ROB ARNOLD" on it and stops in his tracks, inspecting it, up and down. The door is slightly open, no light in the room. Rob Arnold's still making his way back to the locker room after a grueling six man tag team match, probably still in gorilla somewhere. Bradshaw though, decides to go on a daring mission, and walks on into the X*Crown Champion's lockeroom.
Terry Bradshaw: Well what do we have here...
Bradshaw notices the sixteen title belts that make up the X*Crown Championship, excluding the two currently with Rob. They all sit upon their own chairs in the locker, seeing as it's only meant to be Rob in there, and each one glimmers in the dark. Terry goes to pick one up and immediately stops when something else catches his eye, a golden ticket.
Terry Bradshaw: Ooooh...
He picks it up and reads the words.
OFFICIAL ENTRANT IN WW3, YOUR ENTRANT NUMBER IS: #15
Bradshaw's face lights up with so much excitement, Arnold has the last entry in the battle royal! Terry, with quick thinking, slips the ticket into his pocket and darts out of the room. From down the dark hall he can suddenly hear whistling, the whistling of Rob Arnold as he turns a corner to walk on down the hall Terry is currently in.
Terry Bradshaw: Fuck!
Bradshaw carries on running with his baseball bat, but this time more quiet, until he reaches the end of the hall, the boiler-room! He slips on inside, making minimal noise, and hides in the darkness. Waiting. So he pulls out his phone, opens up the XHF Network app, turns his sound all the way down, and watches the show. Waiting, waiting until entrant #15.
The arena turns semi dark as some heavy metal rifs play over the PA. A signature metal vocalists voice cuts through the air as The Anomoly's graphics are displayed on the Titantron.
"IF YOU DON'T KNOW THIS SONG, THEN TURN THE FUCK AROUND AND WALK ON HOME! SYNYSTER, HIT THIS SHIT!"
The song "Walk" by Pantera begins to play and the entire arena is filled to the brim with boos and jeers. The Anomoly walks out and people begin to throw things at him. He smacks away a few things and walks around the stage, arising boos from the crowd. He walks back to the center of the stage, and unstraps the AXW Championship from around his waist, holding it in his right hand.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
Anomoly lifts the championship up above his head, bringing in more boos. With every syllable of that last piece, a burst of pyro comes from the stage, making cool action shots. He then walks down the ramp, flipping off a few front row fans. A fan who surprisingly likes Anomoly slaps him playfully on the back. He turns around, getting right in the face of the fan and ebgins to argue with them. He threatens to attack the fan, making them cower in fear, causing Anomoly to laugh and turn his focus to the ring. He runs and slides into the ring, holding the belt by his side in his right hand. He walks to the center of the ring and lifts the AXW Championship high above his head.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
As Anomoly raises the championship above his head, gold pyro falls from the sky and fire bursts shoot up from the ring posts, making more cool action shots. The crowd roars with boos as Anomoly refastens the belt around his waist and leans in the corner, with a smug look upon his face. He lifts the bottom of his mask up to spit his gum out at the fans, who jeer even more at one of the most detested men in AXW. He finally unfastens his championship again, handing it to a ring attendee, along with his vest, and cracks his knuckles, ready to fight.
Derrick Donovan: This man is undefeated in all of wrestling! Will his streak continue tonight?! Will he retain the AXW Undisputed Championship?!
BB Gunn: I highly doubt it, Dono, the stacks are set too high for him to overcome.
The houselights dim a bit as we hear Tyler Duran from Fight Club's voice come over the PA system.
"First you have to give up, first you have to know... not fear... know... that someday you are going to die."
Panther Like a Panther starts up over the PA system at the 19 second mark. "Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her lover, I said if he really loves her then he would love that we're lovers." Random people all dressed in the same black hat, black bandanna over their faces, black jacket, all stand and raise their fists to the air "I walk around in a bubble, a fucking scoundrel in trouble, In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble" The beat drops and we see Price himself walk out from somewhere on the ground floor of the fans, draped in all black from the hat that's only half way on his head, the black bandanna over his face, a black t-shirt of whatever band or comic book he's into that week, black leather styled baggy basketball shorts, one leg has a Punisher skull with the American, Brazilian, Japanese, and now British flag embedded inside it, the other leg has his Price family crest on it. (A chair, barbwire, baseball bat, and flaming table in each square) knee pads and black wrestling boots. He does the Eddy style chest slap before throwing his arms out into the crucifix pose, then he lowers his left arm while raising his right fist to the air. He then makes his way towards the ring walking with his gangster style thug swag. Slides into the ring and once again slaps his chest, throws his arms out into the crucifix pose, then raises his fist of resistance as he stands on the bottom and 2nd rope, he pulls the bandanna down off his face, and gives a ever so slight sadistic grin before getting read to fight.
BB Gunn: Here he is, my favorite to win the match! The Messiah of Hardcore! It's motherfucking, Price!
Derrick Donovan: Will we see why he was chosen to be V's personal "Chosen Warrior" tonight?!
The arena goes completely black. The whole venue shakes with cheers.
Derrick Donovan: HERE HE COMES! THE XHF EUROPEAN CHAMPION! THE STORM CROW!
BB Gunn: HE'S BACKKKKKK!
As the arena darkens, RATM begins to play. The screen plays a noir image of crows flying around a derelict building. From behind the stage, The StormCrow makes his appearance, holding a bottle of water! Wearing his trademark trench coat and worn top hat, he smiles to the crowd, and parts his jacket to show off the XHF European Title belt around his waist. He slowly walks to the ring, and climbs the ring apron. After entering the ring, he walks to the corner post, climbs up to the second rope, and raises his bottle to the cheering crowd. He takes a big drink of pure water and jumps down to the mat, removing his top hat, coat and title belt. He hands them along with the bottle of water down to the announcers table.
Derrick Donovan: Crow's finally back in AXW! He's here!
BB Gunn: It looks like he's in tremendous shape! There's no Jack Daniels in sight!
[DING!! DING!!]
Derrick Donovan: This is it!! Folks, we thought we had a great main event lined up for you this evening and then Storm Crow goes and throws a spanner into the works, making it a classic in the making!
The three competitors circle the ring, the fans are firmly behind Storm Crow and the noise around the arena is absolutely deafening as they show their support. The three competitors prepare to charge into the ring, but as they do Anomoly turns on his heels and slides right out of the ring, leaving Crow and Price to fight.
[BOO!!]
BB Gunn: Dirty move by Anomoly, but you have to admire the tactics! Keep himself fresh and come pick the bones of the two broken men.
Price and Crow lock up! They tustle, trying to gain the advantage before breaking away, evenly matched. They both turn to face Anomoly, Crow flips him off as the crowd cheer! Price takes advantage of the opening and delivers a boot to the side of Crow’s face. Crow hits the deck and Anomoly gets as close as he can, mockingly cheering for Crow to get up!
Derrick Donovan: Well Anomoly has decided to play mind games in the opening of this match! Crow wasn’t happy but for a veteran I was surprised to see him take his eye off the ball a little there!
Price continues the beat down, delivering a series of stomps to Crow’s arms, legs, head and torso. Crow tries to defend himself before Price stops to talk trash to Anomoly.
Derrick Donovan: Price taking a second there to remind the Anomoly that he doesn’t need to be in the ring to lose the title!
BB Gunn: That’s true. Champions advantage disappears in a Triple Threat match! That’s something that Anomoly will do well to remember in case he isn’t on the ball!
With that, Price turns his attention to Crow, who in an instant grabs his leg, pulling him through the ropes onto Anomoly! Both men tumble to the ground, leaving Crow as the sole man in the ring!
[CROW!! CROW!! CROW!!]
Anomoly yells at Price as they both get to their feet. Price is having none of this as he yells back, shoving Anomoly. Before they know it, both men are turning around to see Crow flying through the air as he has hit a beautifully executed slingshot Crossbody over the top rope, flattening both men again!
Derrick Donovan: Well would you look at that? It seems that Storm Crow has come back with a new mindset, a new attitude and a new focus!
BB Gunn: Right now he’s not thinking about that next drink, he’s thinking about the AXW Undisputed Championship! He’s thinking about how he lost the former AXW title to Anomoly before Supremacy and he’s not letting another chance slip!
Crow goes right after Anomoly, lifting him up to throw him into the guard rail. He makes a thud before dropping to the floor in a heap. Crow turns around just in time to sidestep Price who was charging him, sending him into the same spot on the rail, making a similar thud before he falls on top of Price. Crow turns around, grabbing the Undisputed Title from the timekeepers table and raising it in the air, to cheers from the crowd. He puts the title back before throwing Anomoly back into the ring.
Crow: You’re the one I’m here for, son!
Anomoly rolls into the ring as Crow follows him. Crow right back on him, delivering a few more shots to a prone Anomoly as he tries to get back to his feet. A sweet right hand sends Anomoly back into the ropes as Crow closes in on him.
[BACK SUPLEX!!]
Derrick Donovan: Sneaky move there! As Crow’s attention was on the Champion, Price slid back in and delivered a nice back suplex to Storm Crow!
Crow grimaces in pain as he realises what just happened. Anomoly nurses his wounds while using the ropes to get back to a vertical base. Price with the cover!
[..ONE..]
[..KICKOUT..]
BB Gunn: Stupid move by Price to think that he’d get the cover so early.
Derrick Donovan: You say that, but in this kind of match, it’s about taking an opportunity when it comes! The Champ wasn’t paying attention, Price had to take the shot!
Anomoly turns around to see Price getting back to his feet. Anomoly right over to Price.
Derrick Donovan: They’re having words. It seems they’re making some sort of agreement to eliminate Crow and take it back to the match it was originally intended to be.
BB Gunn: Now there’s a smart move!
Crow gets picked up by Price, who whips him into the ropes and he eats a Double Clothesline from both Anomoly and Price. They both begin beating him down as the referee tries to stop them! Crow has his guard up, trying to absorb some of the damage being inflicted. Anomoly hauls Crow to his feet and both men hit dual dropkicks right underneath Crow’s jaw, sending him to the mat.
BB Gunn: These assholes are both goading the crowd and poor Crow seems to be seeing his opportunity at the AXW Championship slip through his fingers!
Derrick Donovan: Well the assault continues! Crow into the ropes and NO!! He ducks the double clothesline attempt by Price and Anomoly, hits the opposite ropes and flattens them both with a crossbody of his own!! All three man are down the the crowd are going wild!
[CROW!! CROW!!]
Crow with the cover on both men!
[..ONE..]
[..TW- KICKOUT..]
Both men seem to kickout simultaneously. Crow hauls Anomoly to hit feet and hits a few snap jabs. Price swings, trying to take Crow’s head off and NO! Crow ducks, Price connects with Anomoly and sends him to the outside! Price turns around…
[..SPINEBUSTER..]
The crowd pop as Price hits the deck hard from that HUGE Spinebuster!
Derrick Donovan: That’s it! There’s the opening Crow needed! Let’s see if he can make the most of it! The cover!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
Anomoly back in the ring attempting to break the cover but Crow sees it coming and avoids the elbow drop! Anomoly drills Price in the throat! Crow hits a leg drop to Anomoly who’s trying to get to his feet! Another cover!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[KICKOUT]
[CROW!! CROW!! CROW!!]
Price rolls to the outside clutching his throat and gasping for air as Crow rolls off Anomoly. Crow crawls to the edge of the ring and grabs his customary bottle of Jack Daniels Whiskey as the crowd know what’s coming!
BB Gunn: See? His drunk ass can’t avoid another drink!
Crow pops the cap off, lifts the bottle to his mouth and stops…
Crow: Ahhh shit!!
[LAUGHTER AND CHEERING]
Crow rolls to the outside and is seen talking to a fan. The fan agrees and hands Crow his water bottle in exchange for his Whiskey! Crow back in…takes a big swig and…
[MIST!!]
Anomoly stumbles around, trying to clear his eyes, even if it was only water!
Derrick Donovan: We can only hope that Anomoly’s mask caught some of that spray, rather than his eyes.
Crow delivers a kick…
[..TIGER PILEDRIVER..]
Anomoly crumples into a heap on the floor and Crow goes for the cover. Price rolls back in.
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..TH-]
Derrick Donovan: Price makes the save! We can only wonder whether Anomoly was getting out of that if he hadn’t!
Price lays a few shots down on Storm Crow as Anomoly rolls to the outside and grabs his AXW Title belt! The two men go back and forth, trading shots until Price realises what happened when he sees Anomoly about to head up the ramp. Both men take off after him as the referee tries in vain to get the action back into the ring!
BB Gunn: Well we knew it! We knew this one would be too big for the ring and the time finally came when it spilled outside!
Price catches up with Anomoly, who is trying to run! He sends him headfirst into the barricade as Storm Crow strolls along behind them, knowing the match can’t end here! Anomoly holds up the traditional “Time out” signal with his hands but Price just puts his boot through it!
Derrick Donovan: Tremendous shot to the jaw! Anomoly looks dazed as he tries to stumble away!
BB Gunn: The guys are backstage now.
Storm Crow, sensing Anomoly’s weakness chases down Price and throws him into a nearby pop dispenser! It shakes, looking like it’s about to topple, but only Price’s limp body seems to keep it on a vertical base! Anomoly heads up some stairs, trying to take cover behind fans, but they’re only too happy to move for Storm Crow as he bares down on the Champion! Price is back in the picture with a double sledge shot to the back of Crow! Crow hits the deck as Price takes off full pelt after Anomoly to find him in a dead end, holding his title belt!
BB Gunn: Holy shit! Anomoly is cornered in a balcony area which looks like it’s about fifteen feet in the air!
Anomoly: Come on man, let’s take this back to the ring and end it right!
Price responds with a right cross to the jaw! Anomoly rocks and teeters against the edge of the railing separating him from a hard fall!
[..OOOOOOH!]
Price swings again but Anomoly blocks it and hits Price with his own shot! Price sways, his arms flailing to grab the rail! Both men trade off punches, chops and forearms, almost as if it’s a test of strength. The fans are closing in and there’s only one way out for them both!
Crow: Hey you couple of pricks!
With that, both men turn their heads slightly to see an already airborne Storm Crow hit them both with a leaping crossbody.
Derrick Donovan: Oh my God!! All three men just went over the ledge down to the floor below!!
[HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!]
[A-X-DUB!! A-X-DUB!!]
The referee, who stayed in the ring has climbed out to the men and is trying to work out what to do in this situation. All three men are there, lying in a crumpled heap!
Derrick Donovan: The referee can’t count! This one has to end in the ring!!
As if they heard them, fans group around all three men!
BB Gunn: This isn’t good what the hell are those inbreds doing?!
After a few seconds of panic, we see them collectively lift the body of Storm Crow and crowd surf him to the ring! Crow is coming to and acts like this is the best thing ever! Arms outstretched and a grin on his face!
Derrick Donovan: Now Price and Anomoly’s bodies make their way to the ring! Only in AXW will you see members of the roster crowd surfing their way to the ring!
All three men back in the ring slowly coming back to.
BB Gunn: Hahahahaha! Now the AXW Championship is being passed in a similar fashion back to the ringside area. The timekeeper is there to take it from the fans in the front row!
[A-X-DUB!! A-X-DUB!!]
All three men are hauling themselves to their feet now. Price and Crow first as Price throws everything he has into a chop to the chest of Crow. Crow responds with one of his own and it goes back and forth! Now Anomoly joins the fray and it’s as if they’re going around in circles with chops and forearms. No man wants to let up, their chests are showing crimson shades from the welts!
Derrick Donovan: No man wants to let up! No man wants to show weakness, it’s for the AXW Title and it’s all to play for!
With that, Anomoly takes a chop to the chest from Price and instantly turns on his heels and rather than chop Storm Crow…
[SUPERKICK TO PRICE!!]
The ringside staff all instantly take cover!
Derrick Donovan: Not one of us want a piece of that! Keep it between yourselves this week lads!
BB Gunn: You’re just salty because your nose is crooked now, Dono!
Without hesitation, Storm Crow hits one of his own on Anomoly! Anomoly goes down but before he can react, Storm Crow eats a Super kick from Price, who seems to throw his all into it. All three men are down!
[SU-PER-KICK!! SU-PER-KICK!!]
Price is first to his feet! He hauls Storm Crow up..
[VERTEBREAKER!!]
Here’s the cover!
[..ONE-NO!!..]
Immediately, Anomoly hauls Price off Storm Crow and sets him up!
[RAGNORAK!! RAGNORAK!!]
Anomoly rolls Storm Crow to the outside and makes the cover!!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..THREE!!!..]
Derrick Donovan: He’s done it! Against all the odds, Anomoly has come out on top! He beat two of the top men that AXW has to offer and he retained his title!
Anomoly collapses to one knee and has just enough strength to take the title belt from the referee and raise it high! Storm Crow and Price are shown in a double shot. Their spirit looks broken! They look like they gave it their all the just came up short!
BB Gunn: There he is folks and he did it again! Love him of hate him, Anomoly is still the King here in AXW!!
Anomoly rolls out of the ring with his title as the crowd loudly boo and hiss him, he hoists it up in the air as he retreats back down the ramp, somehow pulling off the victory, keeping his undefeated streak alive, and retaining the AXW Undisputed Championship!
BB Gunn: Well, I guess I underestimated him!
Derrick Donovan: You sure did! Everyone did! But let's be real here, what a showing by all three men tonight, both Price and Crow did excellent in this matchup!
Anomoly heads through the back as his music still blares on, Price gets to his knees in the middle of the ring and spits on the mat, visibly pissed off. He shakes his head, still recovering from the Ragnarok, and slowly pulls himself to his feet. Anomoly's music cuts out and in the silence, the fans cheer Price really loudly. He doesn't acknowledge it though, he's angry with himself, and more importantly V, for putting Crow in this matchup in the first place. He is about to exit the ring when he turns around and is hit with the...
[BANGGGGGGGG!]
Curtis D. Kanyon has rolled into the ring and hit one hell of a "BANG!" onto the Messiah of Hardcore, out of literally nowhere! Everyone in the venue is in shock! They begin to loudly boo and cheer the President! He gets back to his feet and looks down at his handy work, raising his fist in the air, and shouting some inaudible nonsense. Everyone is at a lost for words, even the announcers.
Derrick Donovan: W- Wh- O- Why did Kanyon just attack Price?
BB Gunn: He did it two weeks ago on Anonymous Assault aswell, costing him the X*Crown Championship match!
Derrick Donovan: Oh I remember why now! Kanyon mainly wants his wig back... And revenge for the peeing on the grave thing too I guess!
BB Gunn: Wh- what?
Kanyon charges out of the ring and heads to the back.
*Suddenly the lights go out in the arena. There’s the sound of static, frantic keyboards lick. AXW IS GETTING HACKED! The clicking fades as the Tron screen flickers between static and something vaguely like a video. The clicking sound slowly goes down as a radio being tuned comes in and soon we’re hearing the opening instrumentals of A Flock of Seagulls “I Ran (So Far Away)” We see images of various AXW, FWA, and RWA arenas and a few quick clips from matches before the song properly begins*
I walk along the avenue
I never thought I'd meet a girl like you
Meet a girl like you
With auburn hair and tawny eyes
The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through
You hypnotize me through
I never thought I'd meet a girl like you
Meet a girl like you
With auburn hair and tawny eyes
The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through
You hypnotize me through
*We see scenes of Lethe cutting promos- wait no, they’re behind these scenes at shoots. She laughs between takes, and looks at the camera a couple times. One time she even shoots a thumbs up to the camera. Then it cuts to her wrestling, taking on men like Wyatt and Anomaly, wrestling with the same level of determination as any of them.*
And I ran, I ran so far away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I couldn't get away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I couldn't get away
*Suddenly we switch to V being slammed through the ring by Duke, and then a transmission of V's fading.*
A cloud appears above your head
A beam of light comes shining down on you
Shining down on you
The cloud is moving nearer still
Aurora Borealis comes in view
Aurora comes in view
A beam of light comes shining down on you
Shining down on you
The cloud is moving nearer still
Aurora Borealis comes in view
Aurora comes in view
*Blurry sparkles fill the screen, but they slowly come into view as the X*Crown belts, being held by Rob Arnold doing a photo shoot. Then we’re reminded how he got to his place, as quick shots of Rob breaking ankles and arms and hearts intersperse with close-ups of the various titles including a disturbing number of shots of Arnold with blood on him*
And I ran, I ran so far away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I couldn't get away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I couldn't get away
*Rob Arnold smiles at the camera as he holds up a milk carton with Scorpion’s face on it. He smiles a wicked smile as a couple X*Crown titles sit on his shoulders and more hang behind him. Unlike the last section, this is sickeningly slow moving just to really rub in what he’s done.*
Reached out a hand to touch your face
You're slowly disappearing from my view
'Appearing from my view
Reached out a hand to try again
I'm floating in a beam of light with you
A beam of light with you
You're slowly disappearing from my view
'Appearing from my view
Reached out a hand to try again
I'm floating in a beam of light with you
A beam of light with you
*We see Curtis Kanyon reaching out but the X*Crown is no longer his. Then we see Mr. Terry in pain in the ring. The shimmer of gold illuminates Bruce McClane’s face and Jordan Rayburn adjusts his wrists preparing for a match. Dylan Black and Steve Dackle hold up their tag team championships.*
And I ran, I ran so far away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I just ran, I ran all night and day
*We see Price dispatching of Duke Kosloff, then signs reading “Where’s Duke?” Price smiles as he relaxes in a ring, ready for whatever might come.*
And I ran, I ran so far away
I just ran, I couldn't get away
I just ran, I couldn't get away
*We watch as Storm Crow wins the XHF European Championship, carries two belts, jumps off of his hotel balcony, and is dragged off to rehab. As the song plays out words appear on the screen.*
HOW WILL AXW FARE AT….
The lights come up and Mongo the Destroyer, the XHF Network CEO is already standing in the ring. He beams with pride about the excitement the XHF Network Rumble is causes and takes a moment to beam a smile out to the excited fans. Finally he brings a microphone to his lips.
Mongo: Pretty exciting isn't it? Yes folks, as you already know, on April twenty-ninth the XHF Network will be hosting it's rumble match. Now, a lot of people have been asking me about the Rumble- namely what the prize is. Everyone wants to know.
He paces around, savoring the excitement of the fans who, like everyone in the back, want to know more about the Rumble.
Mongo: Some people think that there's a title shot on the line. Maybe an X*Crown match opportunity. Others have speculated that maybe we're gonna dust off yet another old XHF Championship. Still others think maybe the Rumble is like the End of Days with a title shot for a specific company. So many questions...
He pauses like he's going to answer, then switches gears.
Mongo: At the same time, everyone wants to know the X*Crown's match. How is Rob Arnold going to defend the X*Crown this quarter?
Mongo looks to the back.
Mongo: Oh, by the way Rob, congratulations on your "defense" tonight.
The Network owner smiles as the crowd boos, clearly unhappy with Rob Arnold and Venom's shenanigans.
Mongo: Am I going to drop a representative from each company on Rob in some sort of crazy multi man match with a weird stipulation?
He thinks it over.
Mongo: Yes.
The crowd goes nuts as Mongo smiles.
Mongo: Well how many people should it be Rob? Five? Ten? Eight? Twelve? I thought long and hard about just how many people we should force Rob Arnold to defend the X*Crown against. I thought real hard.
Mongo continues to around, but is beginning to square himself up so that he can say it to the hard camera. The more wrestling-savvy audience members see it coming and so the atmosphere is getting slowly more wound up.
Mongo: And then I realized that the real question is, "How many enemies does Rob Arnold have?" And the answer to that that is....
He shoots a smile to the back, and to the audience before looking right into the camera.
Mongo: NO UPPER LIMIT!
The people who get it immediately explode with excitement.
Mongo: That's right ladies and gentlemen and probably irate X*Crown holders, this year the X*Crown will be defended in the XHF NETWORK RUMBLE MATCH ITSELF!
Mongo looks right into the hard camera and winks.
Mongo: Can't wait to see you there, Rob!
With that the Rumble logo reappears on the screen as Electric Light Orchestra's rendition of "Grieg's Piano Concerto in A Minor" plays and Mongo leaves the ringside area.
The camera is ringside, the announcer's table has the Briefcase upon it. The arena is thunderous, highly anticipating tonight's main event, World War III! The fans are going crazy, awaiting who's about to come out. Who's about to win the first ever "Briefcase".
Derrick Donovan: Here we go! It's time for the long-awaited main event!
BB Gunn: I can't fuckin' wait! LET'S DO THIS!
The camera pans to entrance stage of the Legion. The fans await who drew number one.
Derrick Donovan: Ladies and gentlemen... Entrant numero uno!
The lights go dark...
To quite a loud pop, God's Gonna Cut You Down plays and James walks out in a slow pace with the Anonymous Assault title around his shoulder. He continues this pace until he gets in the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and stands up to walk over to the ropes. He overlooks at the crowd and gets in his corner in a crouched position.
Derrick Donovan: He told us he wasn't going to be in the match!
BB Gunn: The Anonymous Assault Champion is entrant number one, Dono! Can ya believe it?
Derrick Donovan: There had been rumors that he missed out on his chance for a return, but it seems like he didn't miss out, he lucked out!
BB Gunn: That's right, Dono, the number one position is the worst out of them all.
Derrick Donovan: But then again, so is number two!
James Raymond runs around the ring to warm himself up for the long match that is to come. He pulls on the ropes to tense his muscles and then stares towards the entrance ramp, awaiting entrant number two. An "Anti-God" chant breaks out as Raymond looks around and nods his head. He raises the Anonymous Assault title above his head as the fans cheer again, before handing it down to ringside and waiting for his opponent.
Derrick Donovan: Who has drew... Numero two?!
The lights go dark.
They stay dark for a little while.
The fans begin to cheer as loud as they can, who can this possibly be?
Then...
The crowd pop loudly for AWF's own, Maverick!
He walks on out and there are plenty of boos and cheers, some fans with knockoff Icon Jackets in the audience are going wild for the Mercenary. He stands at the top of the ramp and lifts up his arms, bathing in the loud crowd reaction. James Raymond, in the ring, watches on, his face stern and serious. After a little while, Maverick lowers his arms and begins to walk on down the ramp.
Derrick Donovan: It's the Icon's mercenary! It's Maverick!
BB Gunn: I can't believe he's number two!
Derrick Donovan: There's something odd about these two starting the match against each other, BB. I'm not sure what it is, but it's something.
BB Gunn: I gotta agree with you there, Dono. But who cares! The Anti-God and the Mercenary are kicking things off in the battle for the Briefcase! LET'S DO THIS!
Maverick nods his head at the fans and mostly ignores their high-fives on his way to the ring. He finally slides on in and immediately walks up to the Anonymous Assault Champion, eyeing him up and down. The crowd are wild, ready for the start of this historic bout.
Derrick Donovan: Let's do this indeed, BB!
BB Gunn: That's right, ref... Ring that bell!
[DING! DING!]
The bell rings and the whole venue vibrates with loud, thunderous cheers. Raymond and Maverick both look at each other and can't refrain from giving a little smirk at the crowd reception. They soon wipe the smiles off their faces however when Maverick runs at the Anti-God and hits him with a massive dropkick...
...AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Derrick Donovan: HOLY SHIT! RAYMOND'S OU- WAIT! NO!
BB Gunn: HE HOLDS ON!
Raymond just manages to hold onto the ropes as Maverick doesn't recognize, he turns around and raises his arms at the audience as they boo and cheer. When out of nowhere, the Anti-God charges back into the ring and dropkicks Maverick right...
OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: WHAT THE- MAVERICK'S ELIMINATED! The match has barely even started!
BB Gunn: He shouldn't have turned his back on the Anti-God! But holy shit!
Maverick hits the ringside area with a heavy smack, the crowd loudly eat it all up. He turns back towards the ring, his jaw dropped and his face in absolute shock. Raymond gets back to his feet and looks down at the Mercenary on the outside, he smirks and then raises his arms at the audience, mocking Maverick. The Icon member looks around at the referees and pleads to be allowed back in, but they shake their heads and send him to the back. He spits in their faces as he storms up the ramp, which garners a loud boo.
Derrick Donovan: I'm still in shock! So's Maverick himself!
BB Gunn: He underestimated the competition!
Maverick walks through the curtains and to the back as we cut back to the Anti-God in the ring, he sits down in the middle of it, legs crossed, and waits for whoever's number three. The countdown clock begins as everyone counts along...
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is it?!
The crowd heavily boo entrant number three! The Authoritarian War Bringer, Mr. Terry!
'Boombastic' Starts to play in the arena and Mr Terry charges out onto the ramp. He yells "YOU'RE FIRED" At the crowd and determinedly powers into the ring. He does not look happy or impressed as he stops in the center of the squared circle, death-staring James Raymond!
Derrick Donovan: Mr. Terry is number three! Wh- who- what even is he, BB?
BB Gunn: Who knows, DD! Who knows...
The Anti-God immediately runs at Mr. Terry and hits him with a few left and rights as the crowd loudly cheer him along. Raymond runs to the ropes behind him, rebounds off them and charges at Mr. Terry when out of nowhere he is struck with a massive clothesline! He hits the mat with a bang as the crowd boo and Mr. Terry looks around at them all. He smirks before ripping off his suit Hulkamania style and revealing his bright, neon, yellow colored trunks and boots. He tenses and shows off his 50 year old man pecks as the crowd just boo in absolute disgust.
Derrick Donovan: He's a real American! He fights for the right of every man!
BB Gunn: We gonna get sued, Dono!
Mr. Terry charges around the ring and waits for the Anti-God to get back onto his feet, when he eventually does so, Mr. Terry hits him with another brutal clothesline! He then bends down, grabs Raymond by the hair, and gets him into a vicious headlock. "I AM THE MASTER OF HEADLOCKS!" he begins to shout as he stares directly into the hardcam, smiling like a pedophile. Raymond begins to hit his hand on the mat and the crowd soon start clapping along, Mr. Terry's smirk drops and he shows signs of frustration. He shakes his head and locks it in even tighter but no matter what, Raymond is still managing to fight back.
Derrick Donovan: Can he get out of this dastardly hold?
BB Gunn: It sure looks like it!
Raymond just manages to get out as the crowd cheer, he shoves Mr. Terry off of him as he rebounds off the ropes, on the rebound hitting him with one hell of dropkick! Unfortunately, Mr. Terry doesn't go flying over the top rope and to the outside, he just falls to the mat. Raymond gets back to his feet and waits for Mr. Terry to rise, when he does so he hits him in the gut with a spinning heel kick. He bends over and Raymond hits him with a big snap-DDT! The Anti-God gets to his knees and looks around at the cheering crowd, smirking.
Derrick Donovan: Raymond is getting back into this!
BB Gunn: The Anonymous Assault Champion is impressing everyone!
The countdown clock starts up for entrant number four...
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Who will it be?
The whole venue boos entrant number four as loud as they possible can! It's none other than the Icon Protege, Brad Swann!
Sirens wail throughout the arena, the crowd come to a sudden stop. Lights flicker on and off and search the audience as Red beams flash from the entrance ramp. On the mini-tron appear Swans, that fly in all directions, flying as though they are getting away from a nuclear blast in the distance. We then see bombers fly over as they drop their bombs to the ground, the sky turns red and screams can be heard. It's as though the blitz in London. When the beat drops the bomb hits the ground and lets off a massive explosion, the words Brad Swann form as the crowd boo his entrance.
Derrick Donovan: Brad Swann has drawn number four!
BB Gunn: I hope someone dumps his ass over the top rope!
Swann walks on out with his Icon Protege jacket, he nods his head and smirks, before taking it off on the ramp and running into the ring. When he gets inside of it, he charges at Raymond but is met with a spinning heel kick to the face! Brad Swann crumbles to his knees and falls backwards out of the ring, under the bottom rope! The crowd pop loudly!
Derrick Donovan: Raymond is clearing the opposition!
BB Gunn: Swann's not eliminated yet, Dono!
Raymond turns around and is striked in the face by Mr. Terry, he stumbles against the ropes and on the rebound hits Mr. Terry with a MASSIVE spinning heel kick to the face! The crowd pop loudly as Terry stumbles backwards onto his knees and falls through the middle rope and to the outside!
BB Gunn: Raymond has just taken out both Swann and Mr. Terry with two spinning heel kicks! He's looking amazing so far!
Derrick Donovan: No matter how good he looks now, if he continues at this pace, he won't be able to make it to the end of the match!
Raymond stamps his foot on the mat and raises his arms up as the crowd loudly cheer him, it's an unusual reaction for him, normally they either boo or cheer, but tonight, they're all cheering. He nods his head at the reception and then looks down at Swann on the outside, then Terry opposite him on the outside!
Derrick Donovan: I hope he's not thinking of doing what I think he's about to do!
BB Gunn: No matter what, he sure is making a name for himself tonight!
Raymond runs against the ropes and hits Swann through the middle ropes with one hell of a Tope-Suicida! The crowd go wild as both men fall to ringside, Swann hitting the steel barrier with a thud. Raymond gets back to his feet and slides back into the ring, he immediately starts running towards the ropes infront of him and hits Mr. Terry with a Tope-Suicida of his own, right through the middle ropes!
Derrick Donovan: As dominant as he is right now, this won't pay off in the long run!
BB Gunn: Just let the kid have fun, Dono!
Raymond grabs Mr. Terry by his head and rolls him back into the ring, he slides in after him and begins to call for him to rise. An "ANTI-GOD" chant breaks out as everyone cheers the Anonymous Assault champion on, he nods his head in approval. When Mr. Terry finally does get to his feet, Raymond kicks him in the gut, before grabbing his arm, pulling him in, ducking underneath Terry's arm, getting behind his back, and back suplexing the fifty year old man onto the mat!
Derrick Donovan: Raymond with the back suple-
BB Gunn: WATCH OUTTTT!
Out of nowhere Swann slides in the ring and hits the ICONKICK to the head of the Anonymous Assault Champion, Raymond crumbles to the mat as Swann looks around at the fans and gets all up in Raymond's face. He parades around the ring and begins to shout "ICON'S FOR LIFE, BAY BAY!" and "YOU'RE ALL FAT KEYBOARD WARRIORS!" at the crowd as the boo and begin to throw trash in his direction.
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is entrant number five?!
The whole venue explodes with cheers as Brad Swann's face drops from a smile to a state of panic. It's the former Icon stablemate... It's Chaos Kid!
He storms on out of the entrance way as everyone gets on their feet and give him one hell of a pop, he shakes his head in disgust at Brad Swann in the ring, before charging down the ramp at full speed and sliding into the ring. Swann just manages to escape through the middle rope and down to ringside area, where he puts his hands up like "Come on man, not me.". Kid opens the middle rope and offers Swann to join him in the ring for his ass-whooping, but the Icon's Protege declines and jumps over the steel barrier, heading off into the crowd.
Derrick Donovan: He's back, BB! Chaos Kid is back!
BB Gunn: I can't believe my eyes!
Kid turns his attention to Mr. Terry, who stumbles onto his feet, he whips him against the ropes and on the rebound hits him with a big missile dropkick. A loud "CHAOS KID" chant erupts as Kid lifts Mr. Terry back to his feet and gets him into a side headlock, the fans clapping him along. Raymond just pulls himself to his feet and notices Chaos Kid in the ring, he charges over at him but Kid throws Mr. Terry right into the Anti-God, knocking both men to the mat. Raymond stumbles onto his knees and Kid grabs him by his hair, he looks him in the face and smirks, before running him across the ring and chucking him over the top ropes!
Derrick Donovan: NO! Raymond just holds on.
BB Gunn: Impressive!
Raymond stands just outside the ropes on the ring skirt, Kid charges at him to knock him off but the Anti-God hits him with a kick to the face, Chaos Kid stumbles backwards and Raymond springboards off of the ropes... And hits him with a huge flying forearm! Both men hit the mat hard and Raymond gets back to his knees, he crawls on-top of Kid's body and begins to hammer him with punches from left to right. Mr. Terry gets back to his feet and charges over to Raymond, grabbing him into a DDT position, and dropping him with it. Kid slowly gets back to his feet, holding his face in pain, and charges at Mr. Terry, clotheslining him right over the top rope... AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: Goodbye Mr. Terry!
BB Gunn: Good, fucking, riddance!
The fifty year old man hits the ringside area with a loud thwack and he holds his chest and back in pain. The crowd heavily pop as he stamps his foot down, looks at the referees motioning for him to go to the back, and tells them that "YOU'RE FIRED!". They don't care however, and the Authoritarian Warmonger is eventually shown to the back.
Chaos Kid looks down at his handy work and smirks, when he turns around he is met with a clothesline by the Anti-God, Raymond! HE GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE! But JUST holds on! The crowd cheer and he dangles there. Raymond does a full three sixty before realizing that Kid is still holding on. He runs over at him but Kid kicks him in the head! Raymond stumbles back, and shades of earlier, Kid springboards off of the ropes and hits Raymond with a missile dropkick in the middle of the ring!
Derrick Donovan: Now this is a match I'd love to see!
BB Gunn: V, book it!
Kid gets back to his feet and rebounds off the ropes as Raymond gets to his knees, on the rebound Chaos Kid goes for a lariat but Raymond ducks, rolls under, then bounces off of the ropes himself! He charges at Kid with a lariat of his own but Kid also ducks and both men stop, look at each other, and smirk. This garners a loud pop as the crowd cheer the stalemate.
Derrick Donovan: It sure is a World War! It's a stalemate!
BB Gunn: Who's gonna take the advantage?!
Chaos Kid and James Raymond both circle around the ring as the crowd cheer the countdown!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is entrant number six?!
Bruce McClane's music plays and the crowd loudly cheer!
Ode to Joy by Beethoven plays over the PA system, remixed with explosions and Christmas bells. McClane comes out in the wife beater and jeans, minus shoes, but smoking a cigarette. He makes his way to the ring, waving to the fans and shaking some of the hands that are close enough. At the bottom of the entrance way, he flicks his cigarette to the ground and crushes it out with his foot. He gets in the ring and waves to the crowd and mouths thank you to the crowd.
Derrick Donovan: It's "Diehard" Bruce McClane!
BB Gunn: He JUST missed out on winning the Anonymous Assault Championship on the first ever edition of Anonymous Assault, but now, he's in the ring with both the Anonymous Assault champion and Chaos Kid! Let's do this!
Bruce McClane charges at both men for a double clothesline but they both duck. He bounces against the rebound and they both go for a double dropkick, but McClane holds onto the ropes so both men kick nothing but air. The Anti-God rises first and when he gets to his feet McClane takes him out with one hell of a lariat. Then, when Chaos Kid gets up, McClane hits him with a lariat aswell.
Derrick Donovan: Merry Christmas from the McClane family!
BB Gunn: But... It's not Christmas...
Derrick Donovan: It is when McClane is around!
Bruce picks Raymond up by his hair and swings him against the ropes, when he rebounds back McClane takes him out with a clothesline, making the Anonymous Assault champion do a full backfip through the air! He hits the mat with a loud bang and the crowd pops heavily. When he turns around Chaos Kid dropkicks him into the ropes, but on the rebound of the maneuver, McClane takes Kid out with another rampaging clothesline!
Derrick Donovan: McClane has a good strategy here! He's focusing on using power moves, he knows that it'll wear his opponents down more than it will him!
BB Gunn: Good point!
McClane stomps his foot on the mat as the crowd cheer loudly and he makes them all clap along with him. He shouts at Raymond to rise and when he does he hits him with a massive big boot! Then he turns around and delivers one to a staggering Chaos Kid!
Derrick Donovan: If McClane keeps this strategy up, he's definitely my favorite to win the whole match!
BB Gunn: Well we don't know who else will be appearing, so don't place your bets just yet!
Raymond and Kid both retreat into two opposite corner turnbuckles, laying against the bottom one. McClane looks at them both and raises his fist, which garners a loud pop. He charges at the Anti-God in his corner and hits him with a massive big boot to the face! Then turns to Chaos Kid, charging at him and hitting him with a big boot to the face aswell!
Derrick Donovan: He's looking absolutely unstoppable!
BB Gunn: Never-the-less, here comes entrant number seven!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who is entrant number seven?!
The lights to the venue shut off and the crowd begins to get on their feet in anticipation. The projection lights up on the main stage, showing the skyline of Atlanta and Ennio Morricone's "Ecstacy of Gold" begins to pour out of the gym speakers. Shots of Goldbear II trying to feast on salmon and cowboys riding horseback through the American West fill the projection. The crowd begins to sing with the music cheer for Goldbear II's appearances on the big screen. The final shot of "Ecstasy of Gold" has Goldbear catching and devouring a salmon in his mouth. Crowd massive pops for their favorite carnivore. He charges out down the ramp and storms into the ring as the crowd cheer him on!
BB Gunn: Goldbear II is BACK in AXW! HOLY SHIT!
Derrick Donovan: Last time he was here, he was in a battle royal to determine the next challenger for the AXW Championship! Which Anomoly won! And now, he's still the champion to this day!
Goldbear II immediately lunges at Bruce McClane and it's quite the sight to see, a rough American hero going head to head with a carnivorous bear! McClane hits him with a left! Goldbear II responds with a right! McClane hits him again! Goldbear II hits back!
Derrick Donovan: Who will be conquered first?!
BB Gunn: THIS IS TOO FUCKING SWEET!
McClane goes to kick Goldbear II right in the stomach but the bear catches his foot. The crowd pop as Goldbear II pulls him in and takes his head off with a massive clothesline! The dominant Bruce McClane hits the mat with a hard, loud, thud! Goldbear II looks around at the audience and roars as they all loudly cheer him. Chaos Kid and James Raymond slowly rise from their corners and look between each other, they may have been fighting earlier, but now they must plan on eliminating the motherfucking bear.
Derrick Donovan: The teamwork is crucial here!
BB Gunn: Come on lads!
They both nod at each other before charging at Goldbear II and making him retreat towards the ropes, however, after they hit him with a few jabs and kicks, he manages to take them out with two big punches of his claws. He staggers onto the ropes behind him to catch his breath when...
MCCLANE HITS A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE... AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Bruce McClane charges at him and clotheslines the bear over the top rope and to the outside! The crowd react with genuine shock as a massive bear comes crashing down on it's ass at ringside! There's a mix of boos and cheers but most of all, genuine shock. Goldbear II roars in anger on the outside and Bruce McClane just looks at him and shrugs, he turns around and is met with a double dropkick and he is sent OVER THE TOP ROPE! HE LANDS DIRECTLY INTO THE ARMS OF GOLDBEAR II! McClane was saved by the bear who he had just eliminated!
BB Gunn: Goldbear II caught him!
Derrick Donovan: Is he gonna drop him though?!
Goldbear II looks at McClane in his hands and roars, genuinely shocked now aswell. McClane, in the heat of the moment, manages to wriggle his way out of Goldbear II's arms and onto his back, commando style, his feet not managing to touch the floor. He grabs the hairs on the back of Goldbear's head and yanks them hard, as the crowd cheer! In pain, Goldbear II charges towards the ring and sends Bruce McClane off of his back and into the ring.
Derrick Donovan: What th- ho- wha- WHAT DID I JUST WITNESS?!
BB Gunn: The pain was so un-bear-able that Goldbear II just had to throw McClane off of him and back into the ring!
Chaos Kid and Raymond are busy fighting each other on the opposite side of the ring, meanwhile, Bruce McClane staggers back to his feet in the ring and realizes his plan had managed to pay off, he's still in the matchup. Eventually, some RSPCA experts come out with big nets and tazers and manage to sedate Goldbear II to return back to his rightful owner, the GUNS.
Derrick Donovan: Well Bruce McClane has managed to overcome the odds and with the help of Kid and Raymond, has eliminated Goldbear II!
BB Gunn: And ironically enough, Goldbear II just saved him from elimination!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who will be number eight?!
Eckart Wexler's music plays and the crowd loudly boo!
'Skullblade the Insane' charges out onto the entrance ramp and waists no time in sliding into the ring. He immediately guns for McClane and hits him with some MMA punches before ducking under McClane's punch, bouncing against the ropes, and hitting a springboard cross-body! But McClane catches him and parades him around the ring before dropping him onto his knee for a devastating backbreaker!
Derrick Donovan: Eckart Wexler will start the match at entrant eight!
BB Gunn: It seems the fans don't like him all that much.
Raymond and Kid are battling it out in the opposite corner, Kid kicking and jabbing Raymond into the turnbuckle. McClane gets Wexler into a headlock as the crowd cheer him on. Raymond begins to fight back against kid as the crowd chant "ANTI-GOD!" at him! Raymond gets out of the corner and yells loudly as he goes to take down Kid with a clothesline, but Chaos Kid ducks and Raymond goes flying into McClane and Wexler in the middle of the ring! It breaks the headlock and McClane stumbles to his knees. Angry. He charges at Raymond for a clothesline of his own but the Anti-God ducks and Chaos Kid is hit with the killer clothesline!
Derrick Donovan: McClane does not look happy!
BB Gunn: Can you really blame him? These two just broke his headlock!
Kid gets knocked to the mat, McClane turns around and Raymond hits him with a kick to the face! He stumbles back into the corner and shouts "TAKE THIS" before going to rush at McClane in the corner, but before he can, Eckart Wexler dropkicks him from behind and both Raymond and McClane end up in the corner. Wexler shouts "NO YOU TAKE THIS!" before hitting the helluva kick straight into the faces of McClane and Raymond! They both fall to the mat and Wexler looks around at the booing crowd, he raises his arms in the air as they loudly boo.
Derrick Donovan: Wexler looking like he's on the verge of taking the lead!
BB Gunn: Turn around!
Wexler turns around and is hit with a superkick to the face by Chaos Kid! He stumbles onto the ropes and waits there as Kid rushes at him and hits him with ANOTHER SUPERKICK! This time sending him straight over the top rope and onto the ring skirt, where he just holds on. Kid shouts at him to let go and rushes at him, ready to finally superkick him off, but Wexler dodges out of the way, springboards back into the ring, and hits Kid with a massive flying knee!
Derrick Donovan: Now that looked like it hurt!
BB Gunn: It sure did!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Who will enter at numero nine?!
The 'Scorpion' Steve Dackle's music plays throughout the PA system and the crowd loudly boo!
Freedom fighter begins and the lights go down. A red spotlight follows him to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope. Dackle does not salute the crowd or even acknowledge anyone. He charges at Wexler who gets to his feet and punches him into the corner as he tries his best to fight back. McClane and Raymond start to go at it in the middle of the ring as Bruce applies a headlock to the Anonymous Assault Champion.
Derrick Donovan:This is Dackle's THIRD match of the night, that's gotta be an achievement! McClane is using the headlock to wear down his opponents so he can tire them down so much that they're easier to throw over the top rope!
BB Gunn: It's a sound tactic! But Raymond seems to be getting back into the swing of things!
Raymond begins to fight back as the crowd chant "ANTI-GOD" again! Dackle still manages to beat-down Wexler in the corner! Kid gets back to his feet and looks for who he should attack next, he ultimately decides on Steve Dackle, and charges over to him, swings him around, and punches him in the face. The crowd cheer as the Scorpion and Chaos Kid go at it, eventually moving to the middle of the ring! Dackle swings Kid against the ropes, one the rebound looking for an uppercut, but Kid ducks and hits a massive lariat to the Scorpion!
Derrick Donovan: Kid's been in here for quite some time now!
BB Gunn: So's Raymond! The dude came in at number one!
Out of nowhere Chaos Kid is clobbered in the face by Eckart Wexler, who kicks him in the gut and drops him with a massive snap-DDT! The camera zooms out and we get a closer look at all of the five participants currently in the ring. Raymond has managed to gain the advantage on McClane and has applied him into a headlock of his own. Dackle is still recovering from Kid's lariat, and Eckart Wexler is posing for the fans as they boo him after dropping Chaos Kid with a big snap-DDT!
Derrick Donovan: Question is though, who will be eliminated next? Someone's bound to be thrown over the top rope!
BB Gunn: My bet's on Raymond, unfortunately, he's been in this matchup far too long, his energy must have drained by now.
Wexler heads to Raymond who has Bruce in a headlock, and martial art kicks him right in the head. The Anti-God holds his head in chronic amounts of pain as Wexler drags him by his hair and leans him against the ropes. He shouts "TIME FOR BEDDY-BYES!" before super-kicking Raymond over the to- NO! RAYMOND CATCHES HIS LEG! He pulls Wexler in with one hand, pulls the ropes down with the other, and WEXLER GETS SENT OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: I thought that was it for Raymond! We all did, even Wexler did! BUT NO! Somehow... Someway Raymond has managed to stay in this matchup!
BB Gunn: Eckart Wexler is eliminated!
Wexler is in genuine shock! Raymond smirks! The Anti-God turns around and sees the sight of Bruce McClane charging directly at him! HE CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! BUT NO! STILL RAYMOND HOLDS ON! He dangles there as the crowd are impressed and shocked.
BB Gunn: No matter how hard they try, Raymond won't go down!
Derrick Donovan: This is incredible!
Bruce McClane gets distracted by Steve Dackle and goes to fight him, not realizing that the Anti-God is still in this matchup! Raymond just pulls himself up and over the top rope as the countdown clock starts up once more...
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who will be entrant number 10?!
The whole venue erupts in massive boos and cheers as the president of the United States, Curtis D. Kanyon's entrance music plays!
"Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse
Across the valley along the river where the hot blood flows.
Over the lakes and over the hills I follow the call of the wind uphold the legend and for my princess I will fight and win"
"Lord of the Thunder" by Rhapsody hits the speakers as Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain. He's got a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder.
"Holy flame burn again for eternity burn my heart to win.
The holy war is awaiting another fiery king"
Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs a "BANG! MY WIFE ...PLEASE" sign from a fan and shows it to the camera!
"Lord of the thunder please be my guide
before and after my last ride
I'll be your soldier serving the light
riding forever alive and proud"
Curtis then climbs into the ring and immediately hits James Raymond with the... BANG! THE CROWD GO WILD! Kanyon gets back to his feet and notices Chaos Kid! He charges at him and hits the BANG! EVERYONE'S ON THEIR FEET! Bruce McClane and Steve Dackle both notice him and go to attack him... But he hits them with a DOUBLE BANGGGGG!!! THE WHOLE VENUE SHAKES WITH LOUD CHEERS AND BOOS!
Derrick Donovan: He brutally attacked Price earlier on in the night! Now, he's in the main event for the Briefcase!
BB Gunn: HE'S BANGING EVERYONE!
Kanyon looks around at the fans in the middle of the ring and shouts at the top of his lungs "FOR AMERICA!" as the crowd loudly cheer and boo. He raises his almighty hammer and calls for Raymond to rise, when he does, he clobbers him in the gut with it, before turning around and doing the same for Kid, then McClane and Dackle! He swings it around in the air, which garners a massive pop!
BB Gunn: Now Kanyon's my new favorite to win all of this! He ain't the president of the United States for nothin'!
Derrick Donovan: But he might have been too busy doing politics rather than actually training for this matchup.
BB Gunn: Well he seems alright to me!
Kanyon climbs to the top turnbuckle and poses with his hammer some more as still the crowd cheer and boo him! He's got that crazy look in his eyes, well, he always has, but this time, this time it's more prominent! He climbs back down and stops moving, standing still, weary. All of his opponents are standing back up, circling him, ready to jump him and beat him down. "FOR AMERICAAAAA!" he shouts once again as they all rush in together and beat him down, five on one!
Derrick Donovan: Well they sure don't like their president!
BB Gunn: I think they're more worried about the fact he has a fucking hammer in his hand, not because he runs the damn country!
Kanyon falls to his knees and it's just a clobbering fest! Everyone's ganged up on him! UNTIL! HE THROWS THEM ALL OFF OF HIM AS THEY ALL GO FLYING BACK INTO DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE RING! Steve Dackle is pushed to the ropes, directly in-front of Kanyon! Kanyon roars for the third time "NOW THIS ONE'S FOR AMERICAAA!" before hitting Dackle with his hammer and sending him OVER THE TOP ROPE AND DOWN TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: Dackle's eliminated!
BB Gunn: Bare in mind, he did go through a grueling Asylum match with Rayburn earlier on in the show!
Kanyon turns around and charges to the person who landed on the ropes behind him! It's James Raymond! He CLOBBERS HIM WITH THE HAMMER AND RAYMOND GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE! NO! HE HOLDS ON!
Derrick Donovan: Don't let go Raymond!
BB Gunn: OHHH NOOO!
Bruce McClane ducks under Kanyon's hammer attack and charges towards Raymond! Clotheslining him off of the ropes and FINALLY to the outside!
Derrick Donovan: RAYMOND HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
BB Gunn: He's done amazing tonight, he's surprised everyone! The Anti-God sure has impressed!
McClane turns around and sees Kanyon running towards him! KANYON GOES TO CLOBBER HIM ASWELL! NO! McClane throws him over his head and Kanyon lands on the ring skirt! McClane charges at him to knock the president off but Kanyon swings the hammer like a baseball bat right into the jaw of McClane! KNOCKING HIM OUT! He falls to the mat!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Who will be number 11?!
The song begins to play as the lights start pulsating blues and whites. Jordan comes out from the back limping and all bandaged up, pain etched across his face. He walks down the ramp way looking at the fans and slides into the ring, immediately charging at Kanyon who's climbed back into the ring!
Derrick Donovan: Here comes Rayburn!
BB Gunn: He looks battered up and destroyed.
Rayburn starts punching him in the head before the President of the United States shoves him off as he rolls backwards! He goes for the BANG but Rayburn just moves out of the way and Kanyon hits the BANG ON CHAOS KID! Kid is taken to the mat as the crowd erupt with cheers and boos! Kanyon gets back to his feet and is drop-kicked out of the ring and to the outside, through the middle rope! Rayburn turns around and gloats at the crowd as they cheer loudly! He calls for Bruce McClane to rise, who's dizzy and staggering, and when he gets to his feet charges at him to knock him over the ropes! But McClane kicks him in the gut and swings him over the top rope!
Derrick Donovan: Is Rayburn going to get eliminated now?!
BB Gunn: Only time will tell!
Rayburn lands on the ring skirt! McClane goes to clothesline him off but Rayburn hits him with a forearm strike! McClane stumbles back and moves out of the way! CHAOS KID CHARGES AT RAYBURN AND SUPER-KICKS HIM OFF OF THE RING SKIRT AND TO THE OUTSIDE!
Derrick Donovan: Rayburn is out! Only McClane, Kanyon and Chaos Kid remain!
BB Gunn: Well, until entrant number #12!
Kid turns around and super-kicks McClane right in the face, "Diehard" staggers backwards, he turns around and Kanyon slides back into the ring! HE HITS HIM WITH THE BANG! Then Kanyon gets back to his feet and charges at Chaos Kid, but Kid moves out of the way and Kanyon goes straight through the middle rope and to the outside!
Derrick Donovan: What's kid looking for here?!
BB Gunn: CHAOS KID'S GONNA DIVE!
Kid bounces against the ropes and hits a massive TOPE-SUICIDA to Kanyon right through the middle rope! The crowd cheer as he gets back to his feet and raises his arms in the air. Kid slides back in the ring and is immediately clotheslined by "Diehard" Bruce McClane! He picks Chaos Kid up and kicks him in the gut, looking for a DDT! Kid knees McClane into the chest however, and begins to fight back! Diehard just loses his grip and Kid hits him with a massive dropkick, knocking both men to the mat!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
BB Gunn: Here comes entrant 12?!
IT'S BOBBY FUCKING BARRATT! The AWF Champion's music explodes throughout the PA System as the whole venue shakes with the loudest jeers and boos!
Motherfucker of the Year starts playing over the sound system. The lights drop apart from purple spotlights, which appear to swirl around as if they are looking for someone. Suddenly, they all converge on one spot, revealing "The Prodigy" Bobby Barratt standing square in the middle of the ramp. His arms spread wide and his head back, drinking in the jeers from the crowd. He slowly makes his way toward the ring, on the whole ignoring the fans reaction.
Derrick Donovan: THE LEADER OF THE ICONS! IT'S BOBBY BARRATT!
BB Gunn: He will have his biggest fight in two days when he faces Jackson Steele with the AWF Championship on the line, now, two days before, he enters the rumble!
He stops at the end of the ramp and looks in the ring! Chaos Kid is back on his feet, his face full of anger, Barratt was the one who kicked him out of the Icons! Finally Kid can get his revenge! The AWF Champion passes his title to a referee on the outside and takes off his Icon jacket. Kid motions for him to get in the ring so he can kick his ass! A "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" chant breaks out as the crowd eagerly wait for Barratt to get his ass kicked by his former stablemate.
Derrick Donovan: Chaos Kid can finally get his revenge!
BB Gunn: COME ON CHAOS!
Barratt looks at Kid and mockingly laughs. He points at him, but then Kid realizes he isn't actually pointing at him he's pointing behind him! He turns and out of nowhere is decked by the...
[ICONKICK!]
BB Gunn: OH SHIT! I TOTALLY FORGOT SWANN WAS STILL IN THIS MATCHUP!
Derrick Donovan: IT WAS A TRAP! ALL ALONG, THIS WAS THE PLAN!
Swann super-kicks Kid to the mat as the AWF Champion finally slides in and looks at his Protege, he smirks at him and begins to stomp down on the former Icon stablemate as both men pummel him down! McClane pulls himself up with the ropes and charges over at them, rugby tackling Swann to the floor and beating him down with strong fists! Barratt stops beating up Kid and immediately helps the Icon's Protege in fighting off "Diehard" Bruce McClane! They drag his limp body into the middle of the ring next to Kid's and carry on stomping upon both men!
Derrick Donovan: Now this is where the Icons take over! This is where either man wins!
BB Gunn: The number's game is the best strategy!
They both stop the beat-down and look at each other, Swann shouts "ICON'S FOR LIFE BAY-BAY!" as Barratt nods his head in agreement, he turns and looks at the fans and boasts to them all, "THIS COMPANY IS SHIT! I'M THE ONE AND ONLY TRUE WRESTLING CHAMPION!" this garners one hell of a boo from the diehard AXW fans.
Derrick Donovan: How dare he!
BB Gunn: He's an AWF cretin! What do you expect?!
They both go to beat down Kid and McClane some more when Kanyon rolls back into the ring and stares at them both as the crowd explode with a thunderous pop! He raises his hammer in the air and charges at them both, first hitting Swann with it, and then Barratt! Swann stumbles into the corner turnbuckle as Kanyon hits Barratt with it some more! Brad Swann eventually leaves the corner and rushes at Kanyon from behind, jumping on his back and trying his best to get him into a choke hold! Kanyon chucks him off of his back however, but is soon met with a kick to the nuts by the AWF Champion! The President of the United States, who's in an immense amount of pain, crumbles to his knees as both Swann and Barratt storm him and beat him to the mat, next to Bruce McClane and Chaos Kid!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who's number 13?!
IT'S NONE OTHER THAN THE MAD TITAN! IT'S HYPERION!
The opening chords begin to play, as the lights darken completely. The crowd reacts to the haunting melody of Hyperion's entrance; the darkness blanketing everyone. Hyperion appears from a distance, walking through the crowd, tall and fierce. A single golden light guides his path to the ring; his trident glowing through the darkness in his hand. He approaches the ring, and scales the steps. He pauses at the side, looking vaguely into the crowd, before raising his trident over his head to shouts from the audience. He enters over the top rope, hands his weapon to the referee and stares down Swann and Barratt, who look on in absolute fear.
Derrick Donovan: HYPERION IS HERE?! HE'S BACK?!
BB Gunn: I'M IN SHOCKKK! HOLY SHIT!
Hyperion clicks his neck and shakes his wrists, ready for a fight. The whole venue have exploded into a chorus of cheers! "HYPE!" "HYPE!" "HYPE!" chants erupt as Hyperion looks around at his "followers", raising his eyebrow inquiringly. Barratt shoves Swann into Hyperion and charges to the other side of the ring, quickly rolling out under the bottom rope and standing ringside! Swann looks at Hyperion, who now has him in his grasps, and pleads with him to let him go! Hyperion shakes his head ever so fiercely and throws Swann directly over the top rope and crashing to the outside!
BB Gunn: Brad Swann is eliminated! Barratt's next!
Derrick Donovan: I- I just can't believe Hyperion is in an AXW ring!
Barratt, in shock, looks down at Swann who's now eliminated, and shakes his head. Hyperion stares-down the AWF Champion and grunts, but Barratt just sits down on a spare seat next to Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn on their announcing desk. He places the headset on his head. In the ring, Bruce McClane gets back to his feet and starts brawling with the Mad Titan.
Bobby Barratt: I- Who- Wha- WHO LET HIM IN HERE?!
Derrick Donovan: Well it seems like we're joined by Bobby Barratt!
BB Gunn: Oh dear.
Hyperion and McClane start fighting in the corner as Barratt watches on from ringside, Kanyon slowly gets to his feet and joins in, but is hit from behind by Chaos Kid! Hyperion is slugging it out with McClane in the corner and Kanyon and Kid go at it in the middle of the ring!
Bobby Barratt: WHY DID NO-ONE TELL ME HE WAS HERE?!
BB Gunn: Because no-one likes you enough?
Derrick Donovan: OH DAMN!
Bobby Barratt: Who the fuck are you?
Kanyon swings Kid against the ropes and hits him with a big clothesline as he hits the mat with a thud! Kanyon turns around to a massive fist to the face by Bruce McClane, he staggers backwards and when he rebounds back off of the ropes McClane lariats him! McClane then turns around and is headbutted by Hyperion! He goes against the ropes and Hyperion hits him with...
[THE HIGH ONE!]
(Stalling Chokeslam)
Hyperion looks down at McClane on the mat and raises his arms, showing off his god-like presence! However, from behind, Barratt slides back into the ring! He creeps up behind him LOOKING TO ELIMINATE HIM FROM BEHIND! NO! CHAOS KID STANDS BEHIND BARRATT! The AWF Champion slowly turns around and his face becomes stone as the former Icon stablemate stares him down, and shakes his head. Barratt goes to punch him but Kid catches his fist, AND PUNCHES HIM WITH THE OTHER! Barratt stumbles backwards and into Hyperion, who has turned around! HYPERION THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!
Derrick Donovan: HE'S GONE! KID AND HYPERION BOTH GOT THEIR REVENGE!
BB Gunn: THANK THE LORDS!
Barratt, finally eliminated, looks on in shock. He shakes his head as the countdown clock starts up again!
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Who's number 13?!
It's the Vigilante! It's Jackson Grace!
"Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down echoes around the arena as fans explode in a chorus of cheers and sing along to this well known track. Jackson stumbles out onto the entrance ramp, limping, broken, bruised and destroyed. He looks around at the cheering fans and smiles, this is what he lives for, and this, right here, right now, could possibly be his last ever wrestling match. He wipes away the tears of pain, joy and an overwhelming amount of humbleness, and limps his way down the ramp.
Derrick Donovan: Remember guys, if Jackson Grace doesn't win, he will retire from wrestling... FOREVER.
BB Gunn: Come on Grace!
He carries on limping down the mat, when he bumps into the AWF Champion, who stares him down. Barratt shoulder barges his way past him and the Vigilante holds it in pain, but he doesn't care, he carries on his slow walk to the ring, taking in all the cheers.
Derrick Donovan: I- I can't see him winning this.
BB Gunn: I don't think anyone can, look at him, he's broken, half the man he was before.
Grace finally reaches the ring, and slowly pulls himself up onto the ring skirt, when moving his muscles a sheer look of pain etches upon his face. He shakes his head, fighting it off, and after a few seconds of waiting, finally steps into the ring. When he stands in there. He looks at all the competitors, who are back on their feet. They all look at him and stop, they feel his pain, but they can't let him win this, they all have reasons of their own to do so.
Derrick Donovan: Grace knows this is the end, looking at all of these athletes in their primes, then looking at himself, he knows he stands no chance.
BB Gunn: That's true, you can see it in his face. This is the end of the vigilante.
Grace looks at all of them, and shakes his head, no, this is not how he will go down, he'll go down fighting! He pulls up his fists as the crowd cheer him on! "GRACE!" chants break out and fill the venue as he waits for one of the four other competitors to make the move, but they don't. No-one wants to end this guys career, not even the Mad Titan himself. "OH COME ON!" Grace shouts as all four competitors look at one another in a defiant silence.
Derrick Donovan: Who's gonn- WAIT NO! TURN AROUND GRACE!
BB Gunn: WHAT THE FUCKKKK NOOOO!
Grace turns around and is met with the AWF Champion, who stands on the ring skirt outside the ropes! He grabs Grace by his neck, and drags him over the top rope, dumping him to the outside with one heck of a thud, Bobby finally ending the career of Jackson Grace. The Vigilante lies there, on the ringside mat, as tears swell up in his eyes. He can't move. He's paralyzed. This truly is, the end.
Derrick Donovan: no.
BB Gunn: n- not this way, please.
Barratt jumps off of the ring-skirt and walks up the ramp, walking over Grace's body as he does so. The whole venue turns into an aura of boos as trash and steel chairs are literally thrown directly at the AWF Champion, as he makes his way through the curtains, and to backstage. Grace still lies there. Sweet death calling for him.
BB Gunn: why? why did he do it?
Derrick Donovan: wh- who knows, BB, who knows.
Eventually, medical staff rush over to Grace and place him onto a stretcher, checking his pulse, and trying their best to save him. All four competitors in the ring watch on, Hyperion leaning against the turnbuckle, the rest all watching Grace as his body is stretchered away, never to be seen again.
[TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE...]
The crowd loudly cheer as the arena goes black...
Derrick Donovan: Well, here comes entrant #15...
That's right... Terry Bradshaw is #15.
Supermassive Black Hole begins to blare over the speakers throughout the arena, and the crowd reacts with dead silence. After a beat, out onto the stage comes Terry Bradshaw, dressed in a full army costume, with the war paint and everything. He does a Michael Jackson-like spin on the stage, and then proceeds to moonwalk backwards down the entrance ramp. Only a few paces in, he stumbles and falls backwards. Angrily, he gets up to his feet, points to a random fan, and yells "SHOW SOME RESPECT". He then turns back towards the ring, trying to high five fans who mostly ignore him, and smiles as he tap dances the rest of the way down the ramp.
Derrick Donovan: We just saw a guy being paralyzed... Now we have him as the last entrant?
BB Gunn: This company makes me sick sometimes.
Bradshaw rolls into the ring and removes his army ha- HE's CLOTHESLINED OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE BY THE MAD TITAN, HYPERION! The whole venue erupts in a chorus of cheers as Bradshaw lands on his ass ringside and sits there, absolutely dazed!
BB Gunn: YES! AFTER GOING THROUGH SO MUCH EFFORT TO GET IN! HE GETS DUMPED OUT IN LESS THAN TWO SECONDS!
Derrick Donovan: Good! Can you imagine him with briefcase?!
Hyperion turns around and looks at all four of the remaining competitors, who still watch each other. These are the final four, Hyperion, Chaos Kid, Bruce McClane and Curtis D. Kanyon! They all nod their heads and charge into the middle! Kanyon starts brawling with Hyperion and Kid starts mixing things up with "Diehard" Bruce McClane! Hyperion swings Kanyon against the ropes but Kanyon holds onto them, baits the Mad Titan in, and throws him over the top rope and onto the ring skirt!
Derrick Donovan: Is the mad-titan about to be eliminated?!
BB Gunn: NOT SO FAST!
Hyperion boots him in the gut and drags him over the top rope and onto the ring skirt with him! BOTH MEN COULD BE ELIMINATED HERE! Chaos Kid and Bruce McClane both stop, and notice this! Instead of fighting each other, they both charge towards the ropes to knock both the Mad-Titan and the President of America off! THEY GO FOR A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! NOOOOO! HYPERION AND KANYON BOTH FLIP BRUCE MCCLANE AND CHAOS KID OVER THEIR HEADS... AND SEND THEM CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE! THEY'RE ELIMINATED! IT'S ONLY HYPERION AND CURTIS D. KANYON LEFT!
Derrick Donovan: HOLY SHIT! It's only hit me now... But what if HYPERION wins the Briefcase?!
BB Gunn: I hear he'll probably take it hostage and take it with him to the AWF, where AXW will never get their hands on it again! This truly is, Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling versus Ascension Wrestling Federation! The Mad-Titan, HYPERION, left with the President of the USA, Curtis D. Kanyon!
Both men look at each other on the ring-skirt and sadistically smile, the fans in the venue are going crazy, this truly is a war! "COME ONNNN!" Kanyon shouts as he rushes at Hyperion and both men hit each other with lefts and rights ON THE RING SKIRT! KANYON PUNCHES HYPERION SO HARD HE LOOSES HIS GRIP, BUT ONLY JUST MANAGES TO STAY ON! THE MAD TITAN RESPONDS WITH A VICIOUS STRIKE OF HIS OWN, KANYON JUST MANAGING TO HOLD ON! NEITHER MAN WANTS TO FALL!
Derrick Donovan: COME ON KANYON! DO IT FOR AXW!
BB Gunn: Fuck the AWF!
Hyperion staggers back! He charges at Kanyon... BUT IS MET WITH THE BANGGGG! HYPERION IS HIT WITH THE BANG AS HE HITS HIS BACK ON THE RING SKIRT WITH A THUD! HE ROLLS OFF! KANYON HOLDS ON!
[DING! DING!]
HYPERION IS ELIMINATED! KANYON HAS WON THE BRIEFCASE!
Derrick Donovan: Kanyon has done it! Kanyon now officially holds the Briefcase! The President now has a shot at any AXW Championship at any time of his choosing!
BB Gunn: At least it wasn't HYPERION!
The whole venue shakes with cheers as the loudest "BANG!" chant breaks out, Kanyon gets back to his feet on the ring skirt and climbs into the ring, where he is handed the briefcase. He looks at it and smiles, lifting it in the air and then proceeding to parade it around the ring as the "BANG!" chant continues.
Derrick Donovan: America wins World War III! That's right, the President of the USA wins World War III! How ironic is that?!
BB Gunn: Fuck American Propaganda, but I'm sure glad Kanyon won it and not Hyperion!
Kanyon raises the briefcase in the air once more as pink and white confetti reigns down upon the inaugeral briefcase holder, he bathes in his glorious victory as the fans go wild! They absolutely love him!
The final shot is of AWF's Hyperion looking on at Curtis D. Kanyon in the ring, fuming with anger, looking for revenge. Will the AWF get their revenge?
Only time will tell.
Derrick Donovan: From all of us here in Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling... GOODNIGHT!
BB Gunn: What an incredible fucking show! GOODNIGHT... INDEED!
With this the camera fades to black, marking the end of an era, and the start of a brand new one.
Thanks everyone!
Derrick Donovan: Kanyon has done it! Kanyon now officially holds the Briefcase! The President now has a shot at any AXW Championship at any time of his choosing!
BB Gunn: At least it wasn't HYPERION!
The whole venue shakes with cheers as the loudest "BANG!" chant breaks out, Kanyon gets back to his feet on the ring skirt and climbs into the ring, where he is handed the briefcase. He looks at it and smiles, lifting it in the air and then proceeding to parade it around the ring as the "BANG!" chant continues.
Derrick Donovan: America wins World War III! That's right, the President of the USA wins World War III! How ironic is that?!
BB Gunn: Fuck American Propaganda, but I'm sure glad Kanyon won it and not Hyperion!
Kanyon raises the briefcase in the air once more as pink and white confetti reigns down upon the inaugeral briefcase holder, he bathes in his glorious victory as the fans go wild! They absolutely love him!
The final shot is of AWF's Hyperion looking on at Curtis D. Kanyon in the ring, fuming with anger, looking for revenge. Will the AWF get their revenge?
Only time will tell.
Derrick Donovan: From all of us here in Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling... GOODNIGHT!
BB Gunn: What an incredible fucking show! GOODNIGHT... INDEED!
With this the camera fades to black, marking the end of an era, and the start of a brand new one.
Thanks everyone!