Anzac Cup 2019 Show

[alexwithers]

We break away from the live show to a scene clearly pre-recorded ahead of the Anzac Cup.

Alex Withers: Ladies and gentlemen, the Anzac Cup just got interesting…

His words were uttered with a sense of self-confidence. The glimmer of excitement shone from his glacier like blue eyes, the smirk written across his face was as still as it was uncompromising. His chest pumped out as he took a deep breath, his black Ramones tee shirt clung on to his athletic physique, a pair of aviator shades tucked in to the neckline, faded black jeans and tattoo’s that shone under the flicker of flames that emanated from a barrel that stood camera right.

Alex Withers: The ink is dry, the contract is signed, history has been made and the XHF network just changed forever because for the first time in it's history the best in the business has truly arrived, for the first time in history the man known as the Detroit punk Alex Withers stands shoulder to shoulder with XHW royalty, XHW Hall of Fame bound Leon freaking Washington. Now for those of you hiding under a rock, get to google, type in those illustrious three letters XHW and realise one thing… the best of the best fight there… and the best of the rest are lining up in the Anzac Cup just praying that they don't have to step foot in to the ring with us. Meltzer is in meltdown, Csonka is suicidal the wrestling writers are all smashing apart their computer screens because all of their predictions, all of their previews for the cup have just been thrown right out of the window because the second Alex Withers arrived… the game changed.

Withers took a glance towards the camera and smirked, rubbing his chin for a moment before wagging his finger from right to left

Alex Withers: No, no, no… wait a minute. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here, let’s not talk about the end game, let’s get right back to basics. Ladies and gentlemen please allow me to introduce myself…

It was right there that a VT played across the network



Withers smirked to himself raising his eyebrow

Alex Withers: My name is Alex Withers, born and raised in Detroit, Michigan… born in to nothing, raised to be a nobody but one thing kept me going, one thing kept me alive… the dream of being a professional wrestler. Figures like Jakk Levy, Dante West, Jay Adams… men like Hendrix Walker , Triple Syxx, Fixx and The Japanese Seaman rocked the wrestling world and I was hooked. Day in day out I busted my ass, I bled, I sweat, I shed tear after tear in backyard wrestling companies around country for ten bucks and then Marcellus Carver picked me up… XHW beckoned and here I am… I went from a dreamer to an achiever to the best damn wrestler on the face of the planet. And now, with the stars aligned I am here for the Anzac Cup and I know that every single person in this tournament will look at Washington and Withers as the outsiders, I know you’ll come back with a million reasons that we don't belong here… but make no mistake, every single time I step foot in that SWAT wrestling ring, I make SWAT relevant. I put it on the map, I get the fans in the seats, I get them jumping to their feet. Tickets sell out, merchandise sales go through the roof and each and every single man or woman that gets in to the ring with me is instantly made famous. You’re welcome….

Alex looked around, it was still, almost silent, the only murmurs were flickers from the flames and the cars in the distance rushing down the freeway outside the Forsyth Barr Stadium

Alex Withers: I think it’s really fucking ironic that with just a few days to go to XHW’s Superbrawl Thirteen that I’ve flown my ass to New Zealand only to realise that me and Washington are going to kick this whole thing off against a team called The Convicted… in New Zealand. Now I aint no historian but even I know that felons from the United Kingdom were once deported to… Australia… that’s right this place, a hell hole deemed such a cesspit that not even murderers deserved this much pain. New Zealand, famed for middle earth, a fake sport they call rugby and a dance that men do in their jockstrap. And it is this place that is going to get the honour of watching yours truly and Leon Washington show the world that there is a hell of a difference between XHW and the XHF Network, and believe me it will be obvious. And The Convicted need to be more ready for this fight than they have ever been before in their life… they think that getting to the point where they are now was hard, they think that getting to the point where they can share the same air as Alex Withers was a battle… then you know nothing…yet.

Alex winked arrogantly towards the camera, he was normally the good guy in XHW but this tournament had a lit a fire in Withers. The old Alex was in full flow, his confidence exuding from his every pore. Occassionaly the light from the flames flicked across his tattoos, the eye on his arm a metaphor for never taking his eyes off the prize. And in the Anzac Cup it couldn’t have more meaning

Alex Withers: Now I know that it aint cool to do research anymore, I know the boys in the back will all talk about how all they have to do is turn up and kick the living monkey piss out of whoever turns up, and to some extent I agree with that. But I don't walk in to a wrestling ring without knowing my opponent… so despite having never heard of these two ass-clowns, I did some digging… and seriously I had to do more digging than I thought because it seems their career has been freaking buried on the outskirts of mediocrity. But eventually I got there didn’t I Eric and Aaron… less Convicts more two cast off from the Village People. One guy claims to be a former hitman from the Mexican Cartel the other guy is a pumped up muscle bound prison bitch who couldn’t go straight if he was bound to a two by four. Seriously, this is what the XHF serves up to us, two ex cons are going to get in the ring with two of the best in the business… whilst they were picking up bars of soap from the shower floor we were picking up world titles, whilst they were getting bitch slapped by the screws we were knocking people out in the biggest wrestling company on the planet. It is as simple as that… these two goons aren’t just out matched, they are out gunned and come the time for that bell to ring they are going to have that sick, sinking feeling of knowing that everything I am saying is one hundred percent truth.

Withers cocked his eyebrows, he looked down towards his closed fists with a knowing smile

Alex Withers: You two may have had a troubled past, you may have all the tales from the prison cells and hell you’ll try to intimidate us talking about what you’ve done but please, if this is the last thing you listen to… listen to this

Withers digs in to his pocket picking up a few matches, with each line he throws one in causing the flames to rise higher and higher

Alex Withers: Between us, the XHW Outsiders have won all there is to win… XHW Tag Team Champions The flames rise higher as the match connects XHW X-Core Champions… twice the flames twice rise as two matches are thrown in, the crackle of the fire is clearly audible XHW All or Nothing Battle Royal Winners… Three freaking times… Headliner of the biggest show in the world… Superbrawl… four times over baby. And XHW Undisputed Championship winners…twice. Between us, we’ve faced and beaten the best there is…. And believe me we’re not coming to this piss pot of a country for a holiday. We are here to add more trophies to our cabinet, we are here to earn more prize money, we are here to prove to every single wrestling organisation that the big boys play in the XHW and the rest… they just fade to black

Withers stood over the fire barrel with a glare fired towards the camera lens, it was as if it was being shot right in the direction of every viewer watching

Alex Withers: The XHF network is about to go to the next level, SWAT is about to become a household name in every living room across the world and The Convicted will be known as the first of many as we, Leon Washington and Alex Withers leave a trail of destruction the likes of which SWAT may spend the rest of its life cleaning up. We are here, we’re ready, we’re capable… we’re not going to make up the numbers, talk a good game and then leave this country without the silverware. We are here to prove that where we come from, is better than where we are right now… call it arrogance, call it what you want…I call it the truth and when the truth hurts you know it’s time to Stay Down

With that Withers forced his knuckles in to the camera as the footage cut back to the live show where Katie Moss is there looking to catch up with Alex Withers and Leon Washington. Washington chuckles to himself, pats Withers on the back and disappears in to the locker room as Withers arches his eyebrows her way and shoots her a look that could kill

Alex Withers: Please sweetheart don't even think that I want to speak to you this close to my match against Queer Eye and Not So Straight Guy. We are just moments away from making history… YOU, and the rest of the people watching this right now are about to witness history. You think I want to stand here and answer your inane questions… Nah, nah, nah, see I’m not here to answer questions I am here to do what I do better than anyone else on the planet and that is rearrange jaw lines, stomp skulls in to the mat and knock people out. I’m here to progress to the next round, I am here to prove that two ex cons who can talk a big game have NOTHING on professional wrestlers the standard of Leon Washington and Alex Withers, I am here to prove without a shadow of a freaking doubt that we represent the best of the best… so if you’ll excuse me I’ve got a match to get ready for…

Without warning Withers turns and heads in to the locker room leaving Katie Moss standing there on her lonesome

[SWAT Team]

pasting for Johnny Rockstar

Well Syndicate Wrestling & Tradition they have arrived on scene to make our debut of the rock city Hunters has ARRIVED on scene and entering this Anzac cup Tag team touranment so that means u all have been warned we are ready to hunt u down motherfuckers...
But Now for round 1 going up against a bro code u both would be out of code after we can give the determination ,confidence and seek and destroy anyone in our path to claim this cup...

U all have been set the mark with the rock city hunters are ready to kick your asses to be the best tag team as we set the damn bar on the new horizon get ready..

The camera fades away ...

Skies of limits of shootin 2 thrill

[SWAT Team]

<-->Finally he's back here in SWAT. No more lurking in the rafters, no more blind side attacks, no more hobbledehoy chicanery he's been pulling off in Shrouded Enigma Entertainment. Calum Morgan, the man with the former moniker of "Britain's #1 Bad Boy" and now known as "The Voice of the Voiceless", will make his first appearance inside a squared circle since July of 2018. Why the long lay off? I'm sure he'll touch on that later, I'm just here to set the scene for this promo which will no doubt be entertaining to say the least. 


Who is Calum Morgan? You mean besides the man making guys like Jimmy Blast and #BroCode look like his bitch in SEE Wrestling? He's also a man who has been scorned. By and ex-lover? Nah, though he has gone through his share of ladies, being bitter over losing one of his "main steadies" has never really been his thing. Don't get me wrong..the charming Calum is still of the belief that love hurts, he just doesn't believe it can keep a good man or woman down. 


Now let's relax..put on some AC/DC and rock out with our cocks shirts out. Not literally you sick bastards..save that for later. We wouldn't want to get the Amazon Division too excited with all the penis talk.


Scene description: The room is nearly pitch dark. A few seconds go by then "Alexa..play AC/DC radio" echoes throughout what one can only assume is a room. "Back in Black" by AC/DC appropriately rocks Alexa's hot box speakers. Finally the lights gently come on and the camera focuses on who else...but Calum Morgan. Behind him and visible to the naked eye is a picture of his brother, Darrin Morgan and his mate from another primate, Pledge Allegiance. Calum is wearing a black hoodie with the SEE logo on the front and the words "Voice of the Voiceless" in red on the back. The hood is pulled up on his head to where his face is barely visible..Calum Morgan finally speaks for the first time in a long time into a Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition camera,  after "Back in Black" fades away.<-->


"Voice of the Voiceless" Calum Morgan: I know what you are thinking...Calum Morgan has become a wanker. He is no longer "Britain's #1 Bad Boy". Fuck that shit. I'm still here just in a darker form. You don't like it? Too fucking bad..it is what it is.


What has gotten me into such a wrecked state of mind? Grief. See, I let grief get the best of me for a long time. I've been it's bitch I guess is how you could put it. So I decided to pop up in Shrouded Enigma Entertainment and take my frustrations out on a team in this very Anzac Cup 2019 tournament..a team by the name of #BroCode.


Before I get into them let me set the stage for you ladies and gents. My brother, Darrin Morgan died last July right when I was at the best position in my life in this industry. I had just won the Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition World Tag Team Titles, in a tournament with my partner at the time by the name of "The Wanker/Douche Bag" "The Ruler" Paul Blair, in a SWAT ring just like the ring we will be in at the Anzac Cup 2019 tag team tournament. 


After Darrin died it seemed like nothing matter. I was in a stage of hopelessness and no matter who tried to help me..I pushed them away! 


I didn't need them. They weren't bringing my beloved brother back. Life's not fair. My brother now..my mom..the glue to Morgan Enterprises..five years earlier than that..gone..all gone and they will NOT be setting foot back in my life again! 


So I left..disappeared. I brought this with me though..


[Calum lifts up one of the Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition World Tag Team Team Titles, twhirls it around for the camera then puts it up over his right shoulder.]


You know what this means? I am still one half of YOUR World Tag Team Champions. Cry all you want Ed Jade and Kim, there isn't a damn thing you can do about it. Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth? Of course not. (Shakes his head) Typical. I'll have to tell you in words you can understand..


Khuṇ thậng s̄xng mị̀chı̀ khn ngò læa khuṇ ca mị̀mī wạn s̄eīy c̄hạn thîng s̄ìng thī̀ h̄ıỵ̀ kẁā khuṇ pị læ̂w.


For the rest of the civil world that doesn't speak Thai..what I said was..


"You two aren't shit and you will never be shit. I've taken dumps bigger than you to cunts!"


That stung a bit, didn't it Hired Failures? Why failures..you ask, barely being able to see out of the slits of your eyes? You just lost in this tournament. To your husbands..let that sink in for a minute. Bounced out in Round #1. How embarrassing..What a streak of bad luck. Sucks to not be recognized as SWAT World Tag Team Champions any more either, doesn't it? Now you know how I felt when you two walking bottles of Sriracha were parading around with my World Tag Team Titles. It made me sick to my fuckin' stomach. But I dealt with it, and now so will you. You have no say in the matter just like I didn't. And this time Jade and Kim..SWAT's version of the Jumping Bomb Angels..no amount of paulaticking will do you any good. Isn't that a bitch?


On to the three imbeciles trying to revive the old days..#BroCode. Fuckin' washed up has beens. Hey, #BroCode..the Freebirds called and said they want their gimmick back. I mean seriously..who's going to sing vocals for Badstreet Usa..Blast or that off-key idiot Travis Bruce Paul Blair? What a sight that would be..that would be fuckin' Legend.


By now you three have figured out it's Blair I want to destroy, Jimmy Blast and Israel Steele are just collateral damage! Wrong place at the wrong time. So much for your luck. You drew the bad end of the stick..having me after you is not something to take likely. What? 


You can't hear me, you old shriveled up piece of shit, Jimmy Blast? Turn down your hearing aid you fuckin' fossil. I've seen your ring work lately, Jimbo and I'm not impressed in to say the least. Sloppy..but what should I expect from a ninety something year old man still trying to burn the house down. Dude should be at the Convalescent Home trying to burn his room down falling alseep with a bottle of Jim Beam and a Pall Mall cigarette in his hand, not in the ring almost breaking a hip. I hope Pesci paid his insurance premiums before he hired Jimmy, otherwise that shit will sky rocket adding a ninety-five year old to the plan.


Good news though. Jimmy is so old that the bastard qualifies for social security and Medicare! Silver lining..just to match Jimmy's hair. What's next? A new endorsement for SWAT..have Jimmy lay on the ground and be the new spokesman for the commercial "Life Alert". "Help I've fallen and I can't get up!". You'll have to get up to ever have a chance at beating me. And..Jimmy..you will ALWAYS be my bitch! 


The big fuckin' waste of space..the man "they" call Israel Steele. The stupidest mother fucker in the business. Why are you hanging out with old dudes? I know I used to hang out with Blair but that's besides the point. Don't people your own age want to hang out with you? Shut up before your dumbass answers that..it was rhetorical question you moron. "The Moron of Steele". I like that better for you, mate. It suits you just fine. Fits like a glove. The only thing I remotely like about you is the dame by your side, Ms. Kelly. Stop me if you heard this one before...show me your tits!..not you, Steele you bumbling fool..


My old tag partner, Paul Blair. I've got a little surprise for you..don't worry you'll thank me later..


[Calum takes out a velvet bag and opens it. He takes out the second SWAT World Tag Team Title and dangles it in front of the camera before gently placing it over his left shoulder since his right shoulder is busy catering to the other World Tag Title.]


Looky what I got, mate. What used to belong to you but lucky for me possession is nine-tenths the law. Look it up and you will find I am right as usual.


Serious, Paul..what the fuck happened to you? Now you hang around old dudes in bath houses? I get it..Steele is only used for "protection". Let's hope for your sake the wanker does his job right so you don't end up with some kind of venereal disease..Just a suggestion..take it or leave it. I have an inkling now that you are hanging out with Blast you'll be "taking it"..


[Calum cracks a faint smile then continues his onslaught.]


My tag partner this tournament is my new mate from Shrouded Enigma Entertainment, Michael Maddox, which is awkward because one of our opponents is that little spit fire, Avery McCullen, who happens to be married to Maddox. Her and Lucky Linda combined to make up The Irish Rose Bombshells. A decent team..both cuter than hell. I'm sure my new mate, Mike, will keep his wife in check. No need to go down the road of misery. Fucking with me....that's all there is. I would choose my words wisely if I was you. Don't go poking the angry British bear. I can cut a promo like a surgeon doing open heart surgery. Luck thing for Blast and his ninety-eight year old ticker I'm SWAT Board Certified.


I would never tell one of my mate's wives to "lay down". But in this case I will make an exception..this isn't a third world problem..it's pretty simple infact. Avery..you little sexy red headed you..just don't bother showing up. Nobody will think any less of you. Well, maybe except for Linda but who cares..right? Don't you see she's just trying to ride your coattails to another accolade? Mike, matey..talk to your wife, man. Let her know what's best for business right here in New Zealand at this big event called Anzac Cup 2019, live, only on the XHF Network..and what's best for business is "The Voice of the Voiceless" Calum Morgan and Michael Maddox win the whole fucking thing! Now..be gone!


Those are my opinions and these are my views..if I've said something that has offended you?


Well..


FUCK YOU!


We are #BarCode..and Jimmy Blast is our bitch!


Now go fuck yourselves!

[Deleted]

The Demon Has Been Released!!



The cameras faded on The SWAT-TRON 5000 show Michael Maddox at his Italian Restaurant in Miami Florida. The atmosphere is great and Maddox is granting another Make A Wish Foundation Wish. Michael Maddox begins to speak on the child whose wish he just granted.



Michael Maddox

I just wanted to say that I am so humble to have young fans out there. I am humble to be granting my 125th make a wish. It brightens my heart to make these kids wishes come true. For that I would like my new friend Sarah Donahue to come up here a 12 year old who lymphoma. She keeps on fighting and continues to be in remission at this time. I just want her to know that I will be praying for her. Please come up here Sarah!.



Sarah walks up as tears fill her eyes. Maddox then whispers It’s your turn to speak sweetie. Sarah then musters up the courage to speak.



Sarah Donahue

I… I… Would like to thank my hero Michael Maddox for coming and granting my wish. I am so excited to get to see them and thank you to my mommy and daddy for finding him. I will never forget this day…



Sarah then gives Maddox a hug and clings onto him. Maddox then goes to the podium and then continues to speak.



Michael Maddox

Well thank you Sarah. I am happy to fulfill your wish sweetie. But since we are right here why not stop here. Here is an autographed picture of me. And three tickets to The Swat Anzac Cup which takes place in New Zealand at The Forsyth Barr Stadium. Also I paid for the plane tickets personally and plus vip treatment. You can meet all your favorite Swat Superstars and Amazons. Also I am giving you a SWAT Amazon Championship TItle! With your name on it.



Sarah begins crying happily it brings a tear to Maddox’s eye. Then Maddox begins to speak. Once again.



Michael Maddox

In case people are wondering what this has to do with wrestling. Well here it is for ya. Its Little girls like this that keep me going. It is little girls strength to fight and live which pushes me to wrestle each and everyday. That is why I must win The Anzac Cup. That is why I must press forward. The #BARCODE will be The 2019 Anzac Cup winners. Mark my words I will do everything in my power to win. With my partner Callum The Demons will crawl to our aid.



The cameras fade to present day.



MIchael Maddox is standing in his locker room in almost a trance and a familiar looking women that was once in SWAT snaps her fingers to wake Maddox. Maddox finally wakes up from the trance.



Jennifer Enigma

You were in some sort of trance or something. God Mike you really need to stop having these trances.



Mike shakes The Cobwebs out of his head and then speaks.



Michael Maddox

Where am I. Man that was on intense trance whatever the hell I was doing.



Jennifer Enigma

Well remember you assigned me as yours and callum image consultant aka Makeup Artist. Callum is in his locker room ready for this match up you are about to be up in less then a half an hour or so. So got to get the demon on on you.



Michael Maddox

Oh yeah thank you for flying out here and doing this for us. So should you get started with that?



Jennifer Enigma

Yeah I should i need to mix a few paints still just relax while I do that.



Michael Maddox

Okay will do.



Maddox begins to think to himself again and then goes into a trance. Maddox see’s his mother dying and having to pull the plug. Maddox begins screaming and ranting raving and then out of no where yells.



“MOM I SHOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT YOU IN FLORIDA ALONE!!! ITS ALL MY FAULT ITS ALL MY FAULT”



Maddox dramatically falls to one knee and screams and shrieks and the pain proceeds him. That startles Jennifer. Jennifer goes to check on her friend Jennifer just snaps and starts bitch slapping Maddox til he snaps out of it and then goes quiet Jennifer then speaks once again.



Jennifer Enigma

What’s wrong Mike snap out of it please. What’s wrong!



Michael Maddox lets out a gasp.



Michael Maddox

He’s Here!!!



Jennifer looks surprised.



Jennifer Enigma

Who is here Michael?!



Maddox begins laughing sadistically.



Michael Maddox

My Demon. My Demon has been released!



Jennifer Enigma

Let me apply your makeup and you can release it in words..



Maddox laughs sadistically and then lets Jennifer begin apply his makeup. After Jennifer applied the makeup Maddox had not said anything in short while. Jennifer then spoke once again.



Jennifer Enigma

The demon has officially been released.!! I am going to go check see how Callum is holding up. See ya later and knock em dead.



“I have lost my mind. The loss of my mother with her battle with drugs had consumed my heart and mind. It is as if I my heart was ripped out of my chest and hauled off into a lock box like Davey Jones. The Pain and Anger I felt was astonishing and it drives me to a new level of insanity.



I continued to think to myself before letting out my mind and talking to absolutely no one. But I am letting it out anyone. My mom during my childhood was a great role model she taught me to work hard even if things are rough on you. She had her battles with drugs and ended up in prison and was sentenced to three years. By then I moved to Ireland with my wife Avery. But in the Fall of October 2015 my mother visited my sisters and I in Boston and we went to King Richards Fair. It was there would be the last time me and my my 5 other sister would see our mother face to face . We never got to say goodbye. My life was full of passion and was happy she was doing well and working like she once taught me to do so. We got the call early morning from my father that she was in a coma and that we had to pull the plug. It was the most emotional day of my life. I am still broken on the inside no one understands how that feels or tell me to stop its been over two years since her death. I always say you only have one biological mother. And nothing hurts more than to see your birth givers die. I let out a scream and went back into reality and then let out a roar it made me feel better so then I looked at the cameras and then began to speak." 


Michael Maddox

The Death of my mother was one that proved to be the finger that pulled the trigger which destroyed my heart. I live and breath wrestling and working hard for my wife and kid. But knowing my kid will never get to meet her grandmother is all enough pain for me to whatever it takes to win the Anzac Cup 2019. I have several messages to tend to in a little time so I will make it quick. I will talk to all the teams in the tournament. I will talk about Bro Code and I will talk about the opponents on hand The Irish Rose Bombshells. So let's start off with the whole flock of em. I am going to be honest none of the teams listed on this years cups isn’t worthy of lacing my boots or carrying my luggage. That includes The Irish Rose Bombshell and my wife. In this instance. We have had our squabbles and we are about even. The rest of the teams are unheard of. Even if they have won said titles. I don’t care about your guys past achievements I only care about now! So yall better buckle up because you are going to be into one hell of a roller coaster ride.



So we then got my good friends from SEE The BRO CODE. NOT!! To me they are the worst thing to happen to wrestling. They waltz around and think they can take over shows without any repercussions. I hope we face off because if you think your two puny wins by dq over me and Callum mean you are kings of the world. Guess again. I am going to knock your teeth down your throats no matter how much you think you are better than us or anyone in this tournament for that matter. The BARCODE is > BROCODE In every way. We don’t have someone pulling the strings for us. So you better be read because The Code of Bros is about to be broken beyond disrepair in more way than just physically or mentally.!!



We have our first match as The Irish Rose Bombshells. I must admit they both are Roses and Bombshells for that matter. One of them is my wife. But me and my wife upon marriage said in time of facing each other we would put the marriage aside us and fight as if we enemies. May the best team win. We all know that this team is not that bright because one think Lucky Linda did get right is I was trying to play mind games with my wife and it must have worked. So let me start off With Lucky Linda Shall we?



Lucky Linda you are calling me not a supporting husband? Really?? Really?? How dumb are you???? I knew who my partner was all along. To be quite Honest I don’t give a rats ass what Pesci thinks. If I wanted to tag with my wife I would just tag with her. I just did it to get inside your heads which it appears it has did because my wife has been speechless. Haven’t heard from her. You know what she picked the wrong partner but thats okay I have someone who is more supporting of me then my own Wife Callum Morgan. She knows that you are garbage in the ring. You can list all your accomplishments go cry to Pesci about how you stole my wife as my partner. You know what I look at this as a new opportunity to broaden my horizons. Man have we got in your head and we have not even been inside the ring yet. You want to say I don’t know who my partner is look at you. Why you ask because you are talking about this imaginary Mark Maddox never heard of him. My name is Michael Maddox you ditz. You are laughable. There is no luck on your side when you don’t even know your opponents. Yeah Avery’s got your back alright or is it she plans to turn on you? You think you know my wife more than me if she feels the need to leave you she will. Then you sugar coat my partner like you are kissing his ass wow you are a bimbo. All you Irish Women are good for is drinking and a good rough fuck nothing more you Lucky Linda are proof. Why don’t you go check into the mental hospital because you don’t know how to read or even have a complete coherent thought. May I wish you luck in the future.!!! You will need it because you are not getting passed round one.



Maddox laughs and then looks at the cameras.



Avery you know I love you to death outside the ring. But are oath is not going easy on one another. You should take your partners advice on us but instead of Callum watching out for me you should be watching out for her. She got hit on the head or fell from the bar table and hit head because she sure doesn’t know anything about me. I am married to you. I don’t go around and fuck other women at the moment but that is aside the point. I hope you bring your all because I know I am.



So what this comes down to is that Lucky Linda is a weak link and should eat her own words. I have not gone with The Ladies Man gimmick since Marrying Avery shows what you do know about me. You don’t even know my name. You must be talking to a ghost of a man or wishing I had a brother named Mark that you can date. Me teaming with Callum will do. I am not gonna whine and complain about who my partner is when the fact is I was trying to get inside your head and your sorry attempt at a promo was proof of it. Try again. Oh wait you won’t get to try it again because #TheBarCode gets in the ring with you it will all be over My Demon has been released and now Avery and Linda will falter!! There will be no Luck of The Irish for you this time around Linda that myth will be just proved untrue. Why because you are not FREAKS LIKE THE BARCODE. Now will let alone be a Freak Like ME!!!



#BARCODE



 


Freak Like Me by Halestorm Blasts over the PA systems as Maddox taunts the cameras as they fade to ring side.

[vastrix]

Backstage, we find Tarrasque in his dressing room with a whole. Bucket of fried chicken. He grins as he takes a bite out of a chicken leg and chews noisily.

TARRASQUE: Frostbite. You say you ready. You better be ready. If Bouncer win over me…

Tarrasque takes a large bite of chicken to make his point.

TARRASQUE: Me will be very angry. Me no have contract past this show so if we lose. Me will break you tonight.

Tarrasque takes another bite of chicken, finishing the leg, and tossing the bared bone back into the bucket.

TARRASQUE: Not that me think we will lose. Soutter and Hell’s Bouncer. Like getting me birthday present early. Me am shocked that Bouncer is SWAT World champion. SWAT so full of weak stars that Bouncer can be champion? I know that Bouncer’s tag team partner, him SWAT owner. Bouncer must lay down in bed for Soutter for good time. Me think it only good reason for Bouncer being close to World title beyond polishing metal real good. Maybe Bouncer good with polishing Soutter penis.

Tarrasque laughs at his own joke.

TARRASQUE: Me could defeat Bouncer with penis, me so strong. Just slap the face with penis and Bouncer will surrender and try polish penis. Me say no. Me beat Bouncer like him bad woman.

Tarrasque picks up another piece of chicken and eyes it for a moment before taking a bite.

TARRASQUE: Soutter. Paul Soutter. Me hear about you before. Useless fighter who make name for himself like Rally Jackson dood. Waste of space and time if ask me. Me am the strongest there is. Strongest there was. Strongest there will be.

There is a ringing, like the ringing of a cell phone. Tarrasque sets the bucket of chicken down on the vanity table and picks up a cell phone. He stares at it for a few minutes before finally pressing the button to answer the FaceTime request. On the other end is Riot Star Wrestling majority owner, Esmeralda von Krauss.

ESMERALDA VON KRAUSS: Darian, dahling. Are you getting ready for your match against Paul Soutter and Henry Brown?

TARRASQUE: Who Henry Brown?

ESMERALDA VON KRAUSS: Hell’s Bouncer. Have you gone over tactics with Frostbite? I hope you are planning on winning this tournament.

TARRASQUE: Yes. Frostbite say me can keep the cup when we win it. Me drink gravy from cup.

Esmeralda narrows her eyes, but retains a smile on her face.

ESMERALDA VON KRAUSS: Don’t underestimate Soutter and Brown. Both of them have won their fair share of titles over the years. I’ve done my homework on these cretins. SWAT wouldn’t be as old as it is without-

TARRASQUE: That one girl…

ESMERALDA VON KRAUSS: Yes, but Soutter is the founder of SWAT. He’s the one running things now. Win that tournament!

Tarrasque nods, grabbing another bite of chicken from the bucket.

TARRASQUE: Relax. Me going win tournament.

ESMERALDA VON KRAUSS: You better or you’ll be buried so deep that you’ll never see another wrestling ring before dying of old age.

Tarrasque sets the phone down with a sneer as Esmeralda disconnects.

TARRASQUE: You no own me, bitch.

[averymccullen]

Act 1: Not how I planned it!


"Friendships come and go, but love, true love is forever!"





The scene opens on a hotel room somewhere in the Chamberson Hotel. We see Avery pacing back and forth in front of the large bay window on the phone with Mike.

Avery: I know, I'm not thrilled either but...

She leans on the glass of the window over looking the city and sighs.

Avery: Trust me I wanted to be your partner to for this. I wanted to show them all that we are one of if not the best team around and now we can't. I already talked to her, and she had us signed me and her signed up before you came back. 

Avery turns and starts to pace in front of the window again.

Avery: I know, and we have to face off against each other. I mean it's not the first time, but... What plan? Alright tell me when you get here. I have an interview in a few minutes. Love you too.

She hangs up and sighs shaking her head. She knew Linda had meant well with putting them on the card for the cup, but it was their chance to prove how good they were, not just as a couple but in the ring as well. She grabs one of the room keys and heads out into the long hallway and waits for the elevator.

Avery: I'm not what to really think about this whole match up... On one hand I want to win the tag titles and on the other hand I have to face my husband and Callum. I've never met him and don't know what to really expect from him. I'm not afraid of what the outcome could be, but I want to win. And if that means beating the holy hell out f my own man and his partner then so be it. Mike understands that it's just business.

She smiles as the elevator doors slide open and she steps inside. The doors soon close and the scene fades to black.

A few minutes later we see Avery sitting on an over sized chair across from Glamorous Glenda.

GG: Thank you for taking sometime out to speak with me Avery.

Avery: It was my pleasure.

GG: Now in just a few days you will be teaming with Lucky Linda to face off against your husband Mike Maddox and Callum. What are you thoughts?

Avery ponders for a moment before she answers.

Avery: Well there is a lot to take in. My husband's partner is an asshole who thinks Mike tells me what I can and cannot do, and thinks I would be better off just laying down or not showing up to this match. I hate to tell him I'm going to be in the ring, and I will do whatever I have to beat them and get onto the next round. Mike knows what to expect from me because we have faced each other before.

GG: What about your partner Linda? She had a few things to say about your opponents.

Avery: I figured she would. I mean just because Mike is my husband I don't expect her to hold back, let alone let me down. I'm a little upset with her for not letting me back out of our team up, so I could team with Mike, but I'll get over it.

GG:Do you have anything else to say to your opponents or your partner before I head out?

Avery: I'm not going to let my words do the fighting for me. I know what I can do in the middle of that ring and I plan on getting to the next round and just one step closer to getting the tag titles. As for my opponents Mike you know I love you and it's not personal, but I will do what I have to do to win this match. As for Callum just be prepared for what I am going to do to you. I'm not afraid of anyone and I will gladly kick your ass to prove a point. Linda you and I are friends, and you have been there for me a lot and I thank you for it. So lets stand together and get to the top. Now if you excuse me I have to get ready to meet my husband at the airport.

GG: Of course. Good luck Avery.

Avery smiles as she gets to her feet.

Avery: I don't need it, but they will.

Avery heads for the front door leaving Glenda to stare after her as the scene fades to black.

[Malik Epps]

Our scene opens with a shot outside one of the locker rooms in the Forsyth Barr Stadium. There was a small piece of paper taped to the wall next to the door that specified the room was meant for the two representatives of the XHW promotion. The camera zooms in a little closer to find Leon Washington sitting alone...contemplating the challenge that awaits him and his tag team partner. Two opponents neither man had ever faced before, in a company neither had ever set a foot in before. They were certainly foreigners in a foreign land but that didn't change them from approaching it like they would any other major matchup. Leon sits alone with his thoughts until he notices the cameraman standing in the doorway and waves him into the room.



Leon Washington: So I look around this place an I start to get a feel for what it's like here. For the kinda talent that's normally in these halls, throwin' down out there in the ring for the right to call themselves number one. An there's a lotta pride here, I can damn sure feel it in the air. ( he nods a little ) Unfortunately...somebody once mentioned that pride comes before a fall. An I can think of two people who are about to experience one hell of a fall when they step out into the ring with two of the heaviest hitters the game has ever seen. One is Alex Withers. An the other one is me...for those who don't know, you can go ahead an call me Leon Washington. An I'm here for one reason...to beat the brakes off anybody standin' between us an the Anzac Cup.

Washington shifts a little in his chair, resting his arms over the back as he eyeballs the camera with a confident stare.

Leon Washington: Now I already know there's gonna be a lotta folks watchin' this who already know who I am. For over a decade, they've witnessed my journey as I went from bein' a punk kid outta Brooklyn who started out at the bottom, an didn't stop until I had reached the stratosphere. Lemme tell you somethin'...everybody's got their own story. An unlike a lotta guys who have sat here in this locker room, I didn't start out wantin' to be a wrestler. I was one of five children livin' outta some crummy apartment, tryin' to help my mother any way that I could. I spent years runnin' them streets, strugglin' to survive today an maybe see what tomorrow had in store for me. ( he starts to smirk ) I was a fighter in every sense of the word but I didn't get good with my hands til I was a teenager, an started to learn to box in my uncle's gym. He saw potential in me an helped get me a chance. One small opportunity at a better life for me an mine. The XHW came callin' an were lookin' for fresh meat for the grinder, so I stepped up to the plate...an I knocked that mother clean outta the park...

Certainly leaving a lot to be said from point A to point B but Washington made sure to speak on what was necessary. Regardless of how hard he had to bust his ass over the years to reach the upper echelon, that's what his opponents would need to contend with. A top tier wrestling talent.

Leon Washington: "Live to fight, fight to live"...those were the words carved right into the concrete inside the old Stompin' Grounds Arena. It was the code we all went by, the one thing that every man an woman in that company shared with each other. I took those words to heart, cause I wanted to win championships...everybody looked down on me at first, saw me as somebody who didn't belong in "THEIR" world. But I wasn't about to go down without a fight. An after I paid my dues, after I learned how to utilize the gifts God blessed me with? Oh, I did more than just survive in their world. I faced off against the absolute best of the best an took everythin' they could throw at me before I shut 'em down! I stepped into their world an made that bitch MY WORLD! An while I fear no man but God, you better believe anybody that tries to step to me is gonna catch these gifted hands. ( he says as he looks down at his hands ) I've achieved a lot in my career an I damn sure ain't gonna get slowed down by two guys who wanna call themselves the Convicted with a straight face...

Washington snickers a bit then raises his hands up, giving the camera a slight nod as he switches gears.

Leon Washington: I appreciate the XHF Network for extendin' an invitation to take part in this tournament. I appreciate them for recognizin' talent when they can see it. But then again, REAL recognizes REAL. Me an Alex? We're as real as it gets an we're here to put SWAT on the map in a major way. Our opponents...apparently, they call themselves the Convicted, just like I mentioned a moment ago. Two dangerous men who each have a chip on their shoulder an got somethin' to prove out there in the ring. An while there's few things as deadly as a man with somethin' to prove, standin' between us an the Anzac Cup is easily THE absolute last place them boys wanna be! ( he shakes his head slowly ) Cause it's a long ass flight to New Zealand an we damn sure ain't come all this way just to get stomped out in the first round, you can miss me with that shit all damn day! We came here to show y'all what the XHW is made of an to take a massive victory home with us when we roll outta here! Eric an Aaron wanna do somethin' about it? ( he raises his fists ) Put 'em up...it's that simple.

Washington scoffs a little as he leans forward across the back of the chair again.

Leon Washington: Alex? He got it right when he said to save the intimidation. The thousand yard stare don't mean jack shit to me an I've seen enough prison tats on people to last a lifetime. You wanna earn my respect? Spare me the bullshit, just come out there an throw hands. I ain't mediocre. I've been world champion...earned everythin' I've ever gotten through sweat an blood with my own two hands. I'm self-made from the ground up an ain't no man alive gonna come up to me an make me take a step back. That ain't happenin' here, bruh. ( he shakes his head again ) Brooklyn's Finest ain't just words on a t-shirt, it's a name I had earned out there on the streets. I've looked death in the face more times than I ever wanted to, an I'm still standin' here tellin' y'all to bring it. Cause there's at least a couple thousand people out there, who bought tickets just so they could see Leon Washington roll into the Forsyth Barr Stadium an tear the roof off this bitch! We came to put everybody on notice, cause this tournament is ours to win. ( he stands up ) An like my boy Alex always likes to say...

Washington takes a couple steps closer, getting in tight with the camera as he stares straight down the barrel, knowing that they would be watching.

Leon Washington: When it's all over, the only thing y'all are gonna do...is STAY DOWN.

He grins and throws up the deuces as the scene fades to black.

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker : Now we have the Irish Bombshells facing off against Bar Code, this should be an interesting match.

Andrew Fulton : Indeed and the winner of this match faces winners of She Devils Vs Chianti. Let raise some hell and wrestle.

[Linger, Cranberries hits and Lucky Linda makes her way down the ramp way, high fiving the fans.]

[The house lights go down, as pink, and blue spotlights go over the crowd. "Show Your Style" by Miracle of Sound begins to play over the speakers. The tron comes to life with an aerial view of Ireland, and then changes to different scenes of the places that Avery had been in her adventuring days. It soon changes to some of her old matches and the chaos and destruction that she had caused. A spotlight comes to rest at the back of the stage where Avery is standing with her head lowered. As the vocals start she raises her head, and she starts down the rampway. She poses with a few of the fans letting them get pictures before she heads to the ring. As she reaches the end of the rampway she sprints to the ring, and leaps up onto the edge of the ring, and slips through the ropes. She hops up onto the nearest ring post and Linda, the two then start discussing their strategy for the match.]

Jeremy Tucker : Irish Rose Bombshells looking to be on the same page, they can go a long way in this one.

Frank Salazar : THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, and is a SWAT Anzac Cup 1st round match up. Introducing first, currently in the ring, coming in at a combined weight of 261 lbs ... hailing from Ireland .... LUCKY LINDA LA FEY & AVERY McCULLEN!!!! THE IRISH ROSE BOMBSHELLS!!!

[The lights go out and when they come back we see Calum Morgan and Mike Maddox in the ring, both decked out in Demon make up. Calum gets in the face of Avery and Linda, and Maddox pulls him back, and then gives his wife a kiss on the cheek, then points threateningly to Linda.]

Jeremy Tucker : This is another husband wife match up, what’s with this federation?

Andrew Fulton : Go Ricki! Go Ricki!! Go Ricky!!! What ever happened to Ricki Lake?

Jeremy Tucker : Linda jumps in to start he match up, and Avery seems a bit miffed at this, Maddox starting it for the Bar Code. Linda delivers a drop toe hold onto Mike. Linda takes Maddox and sends him off the ropes and clothesline standing position very nice.

Andrew Fulton : Pain I want to see Pain. Linda bounces off the ropes and delivers a knee to the forehead of Mike as she tags in Avery and Avery bouncing off the ropes nailing an elbow to the chest and both jump up standing looking at one another and Mike shakes his finger no at Avery and tags in Calum.

Jeremy Tucker : Calum looks to Mike like, i understand you don’t want to hurt your wife, but i want to win and tagging me in wont protect her much, and bam, he round house kicks Avery. Mike yelling what are you doing, and Calum shakes his head, like, what did you expect.

Andrew Fulton : This is unreal, and Calum then holds both hands up ‘OK’ to Mike, and Irish whips Avery into her corner, and Linda tags herself in.

Jeremy Tucker : Linda and Calum tie up and Calum powers his corner, he goes for a big right, but Linda ducks it and chops him. WHAM! Maddox clubs Linda in the back of the head, and then Calum almost takes her head off with a short arm clothesline and tags in Maddox.

Andrew Fulton : Bar Code tagging up well here.

Jeremy Tucker : Maddox with a Rolling German on Linda. Lou Thesz press by Maddox and he tags in Calum.

Andrew Fulton : I like this Calum, he is a cocky son of a gun.

Jeremy Tucker : Calum with a piledriver to Lucky Linda, he covers

One ......................

Two ................ ... kick out by Linda.

Andrew Fulton : Linda reaches out for a tag to Avery, but she is too far away.

Jeremy Tucker : Calum tags in Maddox, and he delivers a pump handle slam. Maddox goes for a spin heel kick, but Linda Matrix’s out of the way and then levels him with a IRA (Yakuza) kick.

Andrew Fulton : Calum runs into the ring and Linda nails him with a big Superkick, the crowd going wild for Lucky Linda!

Jeremy Tucker : Linda feeling it, and delivers a Side Irish (Russian) leg sweep to Maddox.

Andrew Fulton : Linda with a backstabber now on Mike! She drops for a cover

Jeremy Tucker :One .........................

Two .................... Calum breaks the count with a clubbing blow to the back of the head of Linda.

Andrew Fulton : Calum hoists Linda up and crunches her with a Northern Lights Suplex!!

Jeremy Tucker :Mike with a brainbuster DDT on Linda, get in there Avery and help her!

Andrew Fulton : She is reaching for the tag Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : There was no tag between Mike and Calum, this is the Anzac Cup, you got to match fire with fire.

Andrew Fulton : Mike grabs Linda in a full nelson and is holding her good, Calum goes for a Superkick, but Linda slides out of the full nelson, and Calum nails his own partner Mike Maddox with the superkick!

Jeremy Tucker : Linda then sends the face of Calum to the mat with an X Factor!

Andrew Fulton : Crowd going nuts for Linda, and she is now going for the tag.

Jeremy Tucker : Linda in her corner and goes to tag Avery, but Avery short arms her, and jumps off the ring apron, Linda staring at her half anger, half shock.

Andrew Fulton : I love it! Linda has been asking for this for weeks.

Jeremy Tucker : How so?

Andrew Fulton : Its always about her, Avery had a shot at the Amazons belt, and Linda cost her, and she is always trying to hog the spot light.

Jeremy Tucker : What a crock!

Andrew Fulton : Maddox with a chop block to the knee of Linda!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery McCullen just left her tag team partner stranded! What has gotten into her!

Andrew Fulton : Maddox hoists Lucky Linda up and nails a turnbuckle powerbomb!

Jeremy Tucker : Calum then drops a big leg on Linda! Grabs her, and a HUGE DDT!!!

Andrew Fulton : Maddox with the FACELIFT!!! MIKE MADDOX JUST DELIVERED THE FACELIFT (claymore) TO LUCKY LINDA, AND SHE ISNT TOO LUCKY RIGHT NOW JERRY!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Maddox with the cover ...............

One ....................

Two .......................

THREE!!!!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Bar Code win and advance to the next round!!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery slides back into the ring and stomps on her partner Lucky Linda.

Andrew Fulton : I’d say that’s ‘former’ partner now Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Bite the Blarney Stone – Avery brings Linda over left foot, then puts her into a surfboard, then stomps down with her right foot.

Andrew Fulton : She leans down over the out of Linda, and slaps her across the face, then raises both hands in the air of Bar Code and kisses her husband Mike Maddox as Freak like me pumps thru the arena.

Frank Salazar : WINNERS OF THE MATCH .... BAR CODE!!!!

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar : THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, and is a first round Anzac Cup Tag Team match. Introducing first, coming in at a combined weight of 250 lbs .... JEWEL & JASMINE!! THE SHE DEVILS!!!

[Highway to Hell hits and The She Devils make their way down to the ring.]

Frank Salazar : And introducing their opponents, coming in at a combined weight of 497 lbs .... accompanied by Candace Morelli and Roxylishus!!!! TIMELESS ALEX TURNER ..... THE GODSON OF SWAT JOEY MORELLI .... CHIANTI!!!!

[Sfera Ebbasta - Tran Tran hits and Candace and Roxylishus make their way out to the rampway, they look so hot you wish you had two eyes so you could look at both, make that four eyes you want, and a tub of baby oil. They pose together and the fans go wild, then Joey and Timeless come out between them, high five and the four make their way to the ring, Roxylishus stops to banter with a fan, then mock wretches with her finger in her mouth gagging and dismisses them.

The girls hold the ropes open for Timeless and Joey and Timeless grabs the mic from Frank.]
Timeless : I got passion in my pants and i aint afraid to show it!

Joey : (grabbing the mic) I’m Sexy and i know it!

[Timeless tells him, no, he is, and they bicker at who is the sexiest and then the bell rings to begin the match.]

[Both teams take to their corners and Jewel steps out as does Timeless. Morelli and Jasmine circle each other when Jasmine makes the first move towards Morelli. Morelli steps aside but Jasmine catches herself and starts circling for a second time. Morelli then drills Jasmine with a some piston like right hands.]

Jeremy Tucker : Joey is quick!

Andrew Fulton : Quickest hands in the west!

Jeremy Tucker : Morelli then with a Belly to belly Suplex!

Andrew Fulton : Joey then locks on a headlock and tags in Timeless.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless into the ring, SCOOP SLAM on Jasmine!

Andrew Fulton : This is it, he called only Scoop Slams this match, and that was the first!

[Jasmine looks at Jewel, who nods. Jasmine holds out her hand, and Timeless is a bit confused by this, but he takes the handshake. He shouldn't have as Jasmine pulls Timeless through and into the corner. She follows through and mounts Timeless, but Timeless is unphased and pushes Jasmine off and then straightens out his back for a moment, then pulls Jasmine up for a scoop slam.]

Jeremy Tucker : Scoop Slam number TWO!

Andrew Fulton : And a mounting, Bonus!

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless with a 3rd Scoop Slam!

Andrew Fulton : He could put her away right now, tags in Joey, these two functioning REAL well as a team!

Jeremy Tucker : Joey with a spin kick!

Andrew Fulton : Mad uppercut by Joey!

Jeremy Tucker : Flying arm bar from Joey, then he tags Timeless back in.

Andrew Fulton : You guessed it!! Scoop slam by Timeless.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless tags Joey back in ...

Andrew Fulton : SCOOP SLAM BY JOEY!

Jeremy Tucker : He is getting in on the act!

Andrew Fulton : Tag and Timeless back in, ANOTHER SCOOP SLAM!!!

[Jewel is telling Jasmine to tag her in. Timeless tags in Morelli, ready to see what he can do. Morelli sends Jewel flying back into her corner with a hard whip. The two lock up again and this time Jewel pulls a hip toss out of no where that shocks Joey, and he sells it big time. ]

Jeremy Tucker:: This shows why the ladies deserves to be in there with the men! Jewel has just taken possession of the ring!

Andrew Fulton : With one hip toss?

[Jewel charges at him but gets met with a foot to the gut, sending her back. Morelli tags in Timeless and Jewel slows down, waiting for Timeless as Roxylishus makes sure that Jewel doesn’t get too friendly with her man. Timeless and Jewel circle the ring and Jewel decides to charge but as she goes to charge she suddenly drops to the mat as Roxy grabbed hold of her ankle! Jewel glares at Roxy, who is calmly walking and she looks at the ref with a “who, me?” look. The ref just gives Roxy a warning and a very irritated Jewel gets to her feet. Jewel and Timeless start circling each other, and this time when Jewel charges, Timeless is ready for her and he catches her…..and hits her with a scoop slam! Jewel lays on the mat catching her breath as Timeless poses for the fans, getting a mixed reaction. He turns back to Jewel, who is slowly getting up.]

Andrew Fulton: You were saying the women should take on the men? Looks like they are taken care of the women just fine.

[Timeless remembers he has a match and turns back to Jewel, who catches Timeless with a drop toe hold which brings Timeless down. She quickly makes her way up and applies a cross face to Timeless, which Morelli yells at Timeless to get out of the hold as quickly as he can, and Timeless starts to get to his feet. He pushes Jewel into the corner and Timeless makes the tag to Morelli. Morelli comes rushing at in with a shoulder block, and it sends Jewel back into the corner. He grabs Jewel and throws her towards her corner, which is a blessing as Jewel is able to just reach Jasmine and tag her in]


[Morelli pulls up Jasmine, and delivers a snap suplex. Jasmine holds her back in pain, and Joey goes for the pin ….]

Jeremy Tucker : Jewel comes into break it, and Timeless comes into stop her. The referee sees Jewel, but not Timeless so Timeless delivers a few kicks to Jasmine as the referee gets a livid Jewel out of the ring. The referee turns around to see Timeless on the outside and Morelli in the ring with a down Jasmine.

Andrew Fulton : Morelli pulls Jasmine up and sends her into the ropes…..and catches her with a nasty clothesline as she gets to her feet. Jewel sees that Morelli and Timeless are double teaming on Jasmine and is trying to get in but the ref is telling her to stay out of the ring. When he turns around everything seems fine, and he doesn’t see what Jewel was talking about. Jasmine is able to roll out of the ring, not a wise idea with Roxy and Candice out there, but the only one she has if she’s going to catch her breath.

[In the ring Morelli is arguing with the referee, but Jasmine is doing one thing right, she’s staying in the ref’s line of site so that when ladies approach Jasmine he tells them to back off. He starts a ten count…..]

1……..

2……..

3………

4……….

5………..

[Jewel is quickly discussing things with Jasmine as Jasmine gets back in the ring. Timeless charges at Jasmine, looking for a scoop slam…..]

Jeremy Tucker : Jasmine ducks and dives at her corner and connects with a very fresh Jewel, who rushes at Timeless, with an elbow to his stomach that sends him down, and he rolls out of the ring, and Roxy rushes to his side. Jasmine stays near her corner, still recovering and Jewel is being patiently in the ring.

[Timeless is holding his back, as if in pain, and Morelli seems like he’s frustrated. Jewel waits for Timeless to get up, but suddenly she feels someone behind her. She turns….and its Roxy with a left hand! Jewel goes down like a rock, and Roxy slips out of the ring. Timeless turns around and sees Jewel down, and goes for a scoop slam, and then another. Timeless pulls her up once more, Candace gets up on the apron and the ref moves over to her telling her to get down, Timeless sends Jewel into the ropes and hits her with his steel mechanic fist]

Jeremy Tucker : That wasn’t the Scoop Slam!

Andrew Fulton:: It doesn’t count, the ref wasn’t looking.

Jeremy Tucker:: Now Joey is on the outside and he just yanked Jasmine down from the apron by the legs and she falls face first to the apron.

[Roxy climbs in the ring and goes over to Jewel and looks down at her and then seems to have an idea. The ref is still distracted by Candace.]

Andrew Fulton:: Is she going to strip? My dreams come true.

Jeremy Tucker:: Oh shut up.

[Roxy wiggles out of her panties, a white, lacy number and she twirls them theatrically over her head and throws them into the crowd, and the crowd goes nuts. Roxy stands over Jewel’s face with no panties on and hits her with a split splash over Jewel’s face.]

Andrew Fulton:: Wow! Please let me be Jewel!

Jeremy Tucker:: Shut up or I’m leaving right now.

Andrew Fulton:: Promise?

[Joey rolls Jasmine into the ring.]

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless picks up Jewel and delivers a scoop slam.

Andrew Fulton : Imagine she did that split splash a bit lower, she would have bounced all the way to the roof off them big ass Jewel Tittes!

Jeremy Tucker : Joey with a Joe KO on Jasmine~!

Andrew Fulton : The She Devils are dead!

Jeremy Tucker : Cover by Joey on Jasmine and Timeless on Jewel. The ref looks at both and just shrugs and drops for the count.

One ...................

Two ..................

THREE!!!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Chianti win!!! Chianti win!!!

Jeremy Tucker : That books them a 2nd round match up with Bar Code!

Andrew Fulton : Now that will be some battle! Chianti all the way for me in this Cup.

[Sfera Ebbasta - Tran Tran hits and Chianti celebrates in the ring. Each asking the other if they saw him win it for them.]

[Jimmy Blast]

( The camera zooms into a rather nice hotel somewhere in New Zealand. This hotel is located on the crystal blue waters of the Pacific. The waves roll into meet the guests who have gathered on the beach for a swim. As the camera pans back off the beach towards the Hotel. We see several guests have gathered near the bar. The people are all laughing and having a great time. It is there that we notice a large man wearing a Black Armani Suit, some very nice custom made leather shoes, and a sidnature pair of Oakley Frog skin shades. The man sitting on the table outside the bar is none other than the "Legend" himself Jimmy Blast. Blast has been recently seen in the S.E.E. where he has been tearing it up since coming out of a 2 year retirement. The "Dirtiest player in the game." has been drawn out of retirement to join the "Bro Code". After several months of dominating S.E.E. , "Bro Code" has made their way to SWAT to take part in the prestigious ANZAC Cup. Along with fellow members Israel Steele, and the "Ruler" Paul Blair, they have quickly became one of the favorites to win the cup. The fans here in New Zealand are in for a treat no doubt. Blast notices the SWAT camera crew enter the bar area, and motions for them to cme over. )

Reporter : Mr Blast. Do you mind if we get a few words with you this morning?

Jimmy Blast: Not a problem gentlemen. The Blaster always has time for his fans. Fire away brother!!

Reporter : Jimmy, what brings you to New Zealand ? Is it the chance to win the ANZAC Cup ?

Jimmy Blast: Your damn right it is the ANZAC Cup. The ANZAC is one of the most prestigious trophys in the world. The team that wins the Cup is considered one of the best in the world. So of course "Bro Code" is here to win the Cup, and take it back to the States. We are the greatest Stable in the business today, so it is only fitting that we have the Cup in our possesion.

Reporter : You seem pretty confident. Are you over looking some of the other teams?

Jimmy Blast: No Sir. "Bro Code doesn't over look anyone. However we know that we are the best. We show that everyday. So there is no reason not to confident when we walk that aisle. When you the best it is easy to talk the talk. If these other teams don't like it ... they know where we are. Nobody has been able to beat us yet, and I don't see it starting in this Tourney.

Reporter : What was it that brought you out of retirement? Why now?

Jimmy Blast: That is an easy one. I missed the competition. I missed the roar of the crowd. The rush from walking that aisle. I wanted the chance to work with "Bro Code". Paul and Israel where going to be something big. I wanted to be a part of that. I missed being a part of the best Stable in the world, and I wanted it back.

Reporter: So how ha your stay in New Zealand so far?

Jimmy Blast: It has been amazing. Plenty of cold Foster's , the food has been great, and the woman have been very hospitable. I defenitely can't complain.

Reporter : Not that I think you will need it, but good luck in the Cup.

Jimmy Blast: Thank you Sir. It should be good one for sure.

( The scene fades as Blast gets up from the table and makes his way into the Hotel. The "Legend has a few more interviews to give thos afternoon before making his way to the Arena. )

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen..this IS the continuation of the Anzac Cup 2019 Tag Team Tournament!! This is a one fall match up..first let me introduce from Parts Unknown..standing at 6'7, weighing 375 pounds..he is TAAARRRRAAASQUUUUE !

["Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva begins playing as Tarrasque walks out from the back. He paces the entrance stage like a caged animal, growling as the fans booing at him. He stops and flexes his arms with a loud roar, silencing nearby fans before he heads down to the ring.]


Jeremy Tucker: Here comes my pick! Him and this beast together? There is nobody that can beat these two in my humble opinion.


Frank Salazar: And his partner..from Boulder, Colorado..standing 6'2 weighing 225 pounds..The Cold Hearted Bastard....FROSTBIIIIIITE!!

["Seek and Destroy", by Metallica rocks the stadium! We see lotus flying on the Titan tron for a few seconds as more and more join in, until day turns to night as the image fades out, and the next image you see is tanks firing in the air, and right after that image we see soliders walking in unison and that image fades out and another of a huge nuclear explosion as you see nothing but ashes and dust of a city. The lights in the arena go completely dark for a few seconds as it comes back up a blue light is seen up the show of the steps as someone is standing up there wearing a gray hoodie with their head down. As they slowly pick up their head, we can see an intense look in their blue eyes, we see that it is Frostbite. He takes a walk down the steps as fans reached out to touch his hands or his broad shoulders. As he stops midway looking into the crowd as he nods his head as the crowd chants his name. He gets to the bottom of the step, he climbs over the barricade. He quickly takes off his hoodie and hands it over to some fan at ringside. He turns his attention  to the ring and his partner with an intense look in his blue eyes. He begins to climb the steps and jumps over the top ropes. He continues to look at his partner not taking his eyes off of his of him as the lights turns back to normal and his music fades as he is ready for a war. Frostbite and Tarrasque shake hands and wait for their opponents.]


Frank Salazar: And there first round opponents..first from Las Vegas, Nevada..standing 6'6 weighing in at a ready 270 pounds..he is the Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition World Heavyweight Champion..Henry Brown better known as HELLLLLS BOUUUUUUNNNCER!

["Highway to Hell", by AC/DC hits and Henry Brown saunters to the entrance way, he is flanked by The She Devils Jewel and Jasmine, both with a Chalice each in hand, he pauses and holds the belt aloft to the crowd, then the She devils dip their fingers in their chalices and drip the red wine onto the lips seductively of Brown before he enters the ring and the girls leave and go to the back. Henry has a mic in his hand. He looks at Frostbite and Tarrasque.]


Henry "Hells Bouncer" Brown: Is it cold in here or is it just me?


[Frostbite and Tarrasque glare at Brown while he laughs.]


Andrew Fulton: Haha..good one!


Jeremy Tucker: Good one? What, do you think Frostbite hasn't heard that one before?


Henry "Hells Bouncer" Brown: As you might have noticed my two She Devils have gone to the back. After their match earlier it's no wonder. But..but..but-


Fans: You look like Charlie Brown. You look like Charlie Brown!


[Henry kicks the middle rope and rages like he's rage quitting ANOTHER fed like Eric Herrera.]


Henry "Hells Bouncer" Brown: I do not! You just don't get the Hells Bouncer character! Oh, wait. I'm not Fahiti..my bad. (He smirks into the camera.) As I was saying before you fans rudely interrupted me..Jewel and Jasmine will NOT be at ringside tonight. But never fear..Uncle Suit is here! I'll take it from here Salazar. Please welcome my partner..The Big Bustling Bandit..The Master of the Powerslam..The Center of Attention..The Skill to Thrill..The Name to Entertain..He's loud, proud and well endowed..He is MAAAAD DOOOG SUUUUIIT PAAAAUUUL SOOOOUUTTER!!!

["Rip It Up", by 28 days blares on the house PA as we see a limo driving thru the curtains and headed towards the ring., the shot switches to inside the limo where we see "The Big Bad Bustling Bandit", "Mad Dog" Paul Soutter and the "Compton Colossal" Bruno. Soutter has a KGB muscle top on and Bruno is bulging in his KGB wife beater, dark sunglasses in place. Soutter stops the limo and soaks in the boos projected by the sold out venue. Bruno get out and opens the door for first "Suit" Soutter then opens the back door with tinted windows. Out steps Joanne Canelli who is decked out in a women's mafia type suit and a Mafioso hat. Suit smiles as they all stroll to the ring at their own pace knowing all eyes are on them. Suit stops before he enters the ring and shoes Frostbite back. The referee gets Frostbite and Tarrasque back and Bouncer holds the ropes open as Suit steps under them and enters the ring.]


Time Keeper: Ding..Ding..Ding.


Jeremy Tucker: The match has begun and here we go!


Andrew Fulton: Hells Bouncer begins this one along with Frostbite!!


Jermey Tucker: Frostbite with a running boot but it he misses and Bouncer with one of his own!


Andrew Fulton: That's why he's the SWAT Heavyweight Champion of the World! And with the mind of Suit..please?


Jeremy Tucker: Bouncer with a German Suplex..no reversed by Frostbite!


Andrew Fulton: These two are playing catch as catch can in there! German Suplex followed by Sweet Chin Music by Frostbite!


Jeremy Tucker: Rebecca Plunge as Frostbite calls it.


Andrew Fulton: The cover..1..2-


Jeremy Tucker: Broken up by Suit!!


Andrew Fulton: That brings in that monster Tarrasque!


[Tarrasque runs in and throws Suit over the top rope then picks up Bouncer and Power Bombs him!]


Jeremy Tucker: This huge monster needs to be controlled.


Andrew Fulton: Without a manager I'm not sure it's possible.


Jeremey Tucker: Shades of The Incredible Hulk!


Andrew Fulton: Or how Kamala needed Kimchee or Friday.


[The referee does his best to get Tarrasque out of the ring. On his way back he blasts Bouncer with a Bear Hug into a Belly to Belly Suplex.]


Jeremy Tucker: He nearly Belly to Belly Suplexed him through the ring.


Andrew Fulton: Frostbite is climbing the top rope..


[Joanne jumps up on to the ringside mat and gets the referees attention. Bruno runs over and throws Frostbite off the top rope and through the New Zealand Announcers booth. Frostbite lays there. Tarrasque runs in and quickly spears Joanne off the ringside mat and into the Australian Announcers booth.]


Australian Announcer: That Crikey Mikey, Bruno just sent Frostbite into that New Zealand Announcers booth! Then that Man Child, Tarrasque, played the role of Bouncy Mouse and speared Joanne right here through our booth. Mates, I'm gonna' need a Koala log after this one!


[Suit rushes into the ring and Tarrasque gets up from the carnage he has done and starts to head back to the ring. Before he gets there Bruno smashes a chair across his back.]


Jeremy Tucker: Bruno paying huge dividends!


Andrew Fulton: He better! That's what he is paid for. To be KGB muscle!


Jeremy Tucker: Wait a minute..that chair just seemed to make Tarrasque madder! Bruno winds up and smashes him in the head with that chair this time!


Chair: Clunk!


Andrew Fulton: Did you hear that?


Jeremy Tucker: And still this Tarrasque stands!!


[Frostbite is back in and catches Suit with a drop kick. Then another. Then a Senton Bomb. He then hits his face first Brain Buster on Suit.]


Andrew Fulton: SNOWSTORM!! SNOWSTORM!!


Jeremy Fulton: The cover...


Andrew Fulton: The referee reminds Frostbite that Hells Bouncer is the legal man.


[Outside the ring Tarrasque Power Slams Bruno though the timekeepers table. Hells Bouncer gets back up and Tornado DDT's Tarrasque to the concrete floor.]


[Inside the ring Frostbite lands a Discus Punch to the face of Suit Soutter then Freeze Frames him and they both land on the outside.]


Jeremy Tucker: Frostbite with that DDT over the Top Rope and onto the concrete floor! What carnage we have here at Anzac Cup 2019, live, on the XHF NETWORK!! 


[As Frostbite gets up he is greeted with a boot to the face by Hells Bouncer. HB then scoops him up and Gorilla Press Slams him over his head and back into the ring. HB then climbs the top rope.]


Andrew Fulton: Big Elbow off the top rope! This one is over! 


Jeremy Tucker: The cover..1....2...Hells Bouncer lifts Frostbite up by his hair?


Andrew Fulton: I love it! He's going to punish him more KGB style!


Jeremy Tucker: I'd worry about the win. This is a tournament. No time for games.


[HB lifts Frostbite up by hair and delivers a Rolling Thunder. Once again no cover. HB lifts Frostbite up again by his hair and delivers his Power Bomb finisher..but Frostbite squirms out of it then drop kicks Hells Bouncer into Suit who was trying to come in and tell Bouncer to quit playing around. Suit flys back and onto the floor. Frostbite catches the unexpected Hells Bouncer with a Small Package.]


Andrew Fulton: Small Package by Frostbite!! 


Jeremy Tucker: The roll up..1...2...3!!! 


Andrew Fulton: He had a handful of tights!


Jeremy Tucker: The referee didn't see it. Frostbite and Tarrasque have advanced to Round #2! 


Andrew Fulton: What a load of shit. Suit is not going to be happy.


Jeremy Tucker: Suit is yelling at Henry Brown. From behind by Tarrasque with a Headlock Driver! Hells Bouncer is laid out in the middle of the ring while Frostbite jumps into the arms of his huge monster Tarrasque and they celebrate!


[Suit, Bruno and Joanne all shake their heads and head towards the back leaving Hells Bouncer by himself in the middle of ring in discuss.]


Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen..the winners of the match and moving on to Round #2 of the Anzac Cup Tournament..TARRRRRAASQUE AND FRRRRROOOSTBIIIIITE!!


Jeremy Tucker: What a match. We will be right back!

[Timeless]

Roxylishus voice over thru the arena: Once Upon a Time, there was a young girl who wanted to be a Princess. She was a smart young lass, too smart for her own good some said, she saw how the world worked and she knew what she wanted. She wanted fame, she wanted love, she wanted money, and lots of it. She knew how to get it too, TITS!

This young Princess was Roxanne, Roxanne Richards, she was born to be a Star, then, she found love, she met Alex Turner, he was the king of the world in her eyes, he could do it all, he was the Captain of the College Basketball and Baseball teams. He could dunk, and he could hit, and he could pitch! He could dance and he could drink and he could looooove, let me tell_you.

[Roxylishus makes her way out to the ramp way.]

Roxylishus : Man, those were wild days those College years, we were unstoppable, he was going to the top, could take his pick, Basketball or Baseball. Me, i was head of the Cheer Leaders and Queen of the debate team, i knew where the gravy was, it was right here.

[Roxylishus thrusts her chest outwards, the crowd moan wantonly as one.]

Roxylishus : Then, he tells me, he wants to be a wrestler, i mean like, wow! You can be in the World Series or Play Off’s, and you want to Wrestle? Made perfect sense to me! I supported him to the hilt, always have and always will. I knew he could do it, i knew he could do ANYTHING!

Roxylishus : Nek minute, we are in SWAT and the World is at our feet, suddenly, i have more Instagram followers than Paris and Kim combined! Reality TV come at ME! I got Married on Married at First Site, became officially Roxy Lishus! Stunned the World, went viral countless times. Now we have all the money in the world, fed after fed after fed throwing bags at us, every TV Network in the Universe wanting us on their shows. Allen is calling, and we are coming!

[Timeless walks out beside her, silk satin purple shirt unbuttoned, muscles oiled and gleaming, what a specimen.]

Timeless : That’s right SWAT! I could have been whatever i wanted!!!

Not like the rest of you wretches!

[Crowd boo]

Timeless : What_eva! What a waste of time giving them our life story Roxylishus! They can’t comprehend what happens to them day to day, let alone understand the life of the likes of us.

They were great days though them college days. Home runs! Strike Outs! Triple Doubles! Mad Orgies!

Roxylishus : We had world at our feet!

Timeless : Now it’s in the palm of our hand! Just like this Anzac Cup!

Roxylishus : Ring the bell and hand it over right now!

Timeless : She Devils were the beginning, next the self proclaimed Jobber Mike Maddox and his partner Calum!

Roxylishus : Self proclaimed ‘former’ jobber hun.

Timeless : Once a junkie always a junkie. Once a jobber ....

[Timeless ponders his thoughts, the crowd hanging on every word, soaking in his and Roxy’s awesomeness]

Roxylishus : Always a jobber!

Timeless : Maddox! It’s like this punk. In this game! There is a pecking order. There is the best of the best of the best.

Us!

Joey Morelli! Industrial Man! Former SWAT Greats like James Fierce! Kilroy Evans!!! Vile Vince Viper! Beelzebozo! CSK!!!

Adrian Tanner Jr!

[Crowd pops.]

Reginald P Packer!

[Crowd go wild.]

All standing just a rung below yours truly!

[Crowd boo.]

Then there is the next level, another rung below, The Frostbites! The Goths and the Fairtex Dynasty! The Alex Withers and Alex Washingtons!

The Irish Rose Bombshells! Yeah! Your WIFE and her Former Partner above you Jack!

Even the Lynn Brewster’s!

Wow.

[Timeless reflects.]

There is quite the line up in front of you. Calum is up there too in front. He could even be up in the top group, if it were not for who he is teaming with.

Calum! You surround yourself with Mediocrity!

You could say, you are Shrouded in it!

Maybe you could be in the top echelon. Maybe, i mean, you did win the World Tag Belts, but then, what did you do after that ......

[There is a long pause as Timeless tries to remember.]

Roxylishus : Eric said don’t bring your family into it unless you want them to become a target.

Timeless : Did he now? I guess even a broken clock tells the right time twice a day.

So you clowns got past the first round with your wife turning on her partner. One trick pony’s is what we think you are! So, unless Joey is secretly married to Calum, you punks got no chance!

Zero!

Nada!

Want me to tell you what you are Mike? You are the Best!

[Crowd gasps.]

Best! Of the_rest!

You are the top of the bottom, and Bottom of the top!

If you are playing a sport, a game, and you are the best player on the team, you’re team loses. Every time. If you are the worst player on the team, you guys will win most contests. That’s where you lie, in life, and in wrestling! You get on the box and rip a great like Brickheart for being a nut case, then nek minute, you’re here on our screens having trances .... pfft.

We are Chiati!

We take out the Trash, and collect all the Cash!

We make Stacks and break Backs!

I am the Ultimate Male Supreme!

Every breathing Woman’s Wet Dream!

A God Damn Wrestling Machine!

[Orion hits and the scene fades as Timeless and Roxylishus pose on the rampway.]

[SWAT Team]

[This promo is taking place, right here and right now. Kate Moss is waiting in the ring to conduct a in ring interview with Israel Steele. "Tom Sawyer", by Rush hits and out comes "The Towering Inferno", "The Man of Steele", "The Walking Condominium", "Hard Steele and Major Sex Appeal".."The Man Bad Enough to Have as Many Nicknames as He Wants"..Israel Steele with his "executive decision maker" Ms. Kelly. Steele is wearing a muscle shirt that has a "Superman" type logo but instead it says, "Man of Steele" on the front with the #BroCode logo on the back. Ms. Kelly is decked out in a nice fitting suit and has her labtop with her. Steele fists pounds the cool fans then heads to the ring. Steele helps Ms. Kelly get in the ring then steps over the top rope. Agents throw both Steele and Ms. Kelly a microphone.]

Kate Moss: My guest here before his match tonight..one third of #BroCode..he is Steele!!


[Ms. Kelly clears her throat.]


Ms. Kelly: You mean.."The Towering Inferno"..."The Man of Steele".."The Walking Condominium".."Hard Steele and Major Sex Appeal".."The King of Sting".."The Count of Montifistco".."Calum Morgan's Better Replacement"...don't you, Kate?


[Steele smiles and begins to speak.]


Israel Steele: Woo! I'm all that and a bag of Funonions aren't I? Don't worry, Kate Moss..we'll take it from here. You see, we got a British sissy boy running around here in Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition and Shrouded Enigma Entertainment, by the name of Calum Morgan!


Fans: We want Calum! We want Calum! We want Calum!


Israel Steele: I bet you do! Calum's own mom didn't even want him. Why do you think she died? The fact is that little shrimp of a man ain't in too much of hurry to mix it up with yours truly. He knows I'm bigger..stronger..tougher..and way better looking than he ever was as a #BroCode member. Why do you think he's wearing the demon paint now?


Calum..you don't have me fooled. All the hiding..all the sneaking around..just like you do on all your old ladies. The cheap shots from behind...you don't own any space in my head and it sure the hell ain't up to rent out..you don't have enough credit to ever get into my head.


New Zealand..Anzac Cup 2019 Tag Team Tournament or not..I'm still fixin' to lay these hands on that piece of shit Calum Morgan!


I hear all the shit people whisper about in the back. That maybe Steele is the weak link of #BroCode? Maybe when it comes to crunch time Steele will fold..NOT on your fucking life!


Let's get something straight..you people don't pay my wages..you don't put food on my table or a roof over my family's head. This business..MY business does that! 


Until you've walked a foot in my shoes kindly SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'm tired of all the games Morgan. What..do you think none of us has ever lost a loved one? No..the difference is when we do lose a loved one we don't go take our ball and go home. Real men don't leave their friends high and dry. True friends stick together and let them help them through tough times. That's what friends are for!


Your little painted side kick, Michael Maddox is no threat to me or any other #BroCode member. You'll see Maddox. Morgan will fail you just like he did Paul Blair..I guarantee it!


Next up on the agenda..our first round opponents in the Anzac Cup Tournament right here on the XHF NETWORK..Johnny Turdstar and Leo "The Hunter"..better known as the Motor City Maggots!


[Ms. Kelly asks for a table and chair. Quickly agents race in with a office chair and table. Ms. Kelly opens up her laptop, sets it down then types away. She has Steele read it..]


Woo! My bad. I meant Johnny Rockstar and Levi the Hunter..aka The Motor City Rockstars. I saw both your promo's and you've got to be kidding me? I had you both beat with my intro. Can you seriously say that those promos were your best effort? Sorry as fuck if it is. No worries..you won't be sticking around for Round #2 with that shit. You'll find out here shortly what being in the big leagues is all about! What happened gentlemen..SWAT got your tongue.


What better way to prove I am an elite member of #BroCode by winning this tournament and sending Morgan and Maddox home at the same time. One thing at a time but let it be known I'm sending Morgan back home to his brother...oh wait..He's dead. I'll send him home to his "mum" as they call them in Britain..oops..my bad..SHE'S DEAD TOO!!


Why does everybody keep leaving you, Morgan? Because you are a fucking loser..that's why! You aren't worth anybody sticking around. Nobody likes you, Morgan. Not as funny as you thought you were, eh, you stupid son of a bitch?


[Steele smiles.]


See..I'm a nice guy..aren't I? [Fans boo and Steele soaks it in.] Music to my ears. Just like the music #BroCode will be playing all over Johnny Rockhard and Leland The Dog Catcher. Don't worry boys..the pen is mightier that the sword. But Steele never bends! Remember that!!


[Steele throws down the mic and laughs at the booing fans around him. Ms. Kelly stops typing and folds up her laptop. The scene fades to the #BroCode song and logo.]

[SWAT Team]

(We return from commercials for the New Zealand Bureau of Tourism, Rugby promos along with movie previews and SWAT Magazine and the next Battleground before returning to the stadium where the camera pans the ringside showing ringsiders holding signs saying "New Way Forward towards the Cup!" "Tigers Roar!" and "Blaze the way to victory!" before fading to Jeremy Tucker, Andrew Fulton and Little Dragon who have headsets on.)

Jeremy Tucker: Welcome back and we're joined by Little Dragon, who's just signed with the AWF, and is doing commentary for this first round Anzac Cup match and this is more of a mixed tag team match than a normal match. What do you think of this match Little Dragon."

Little Dragon: "Regular or tag team match doesn't matter this match looks good on paper."

Andrew Fulton: "New Way Forward's a couple of circus freaks while you have two well gifted and athletic individuals that are tough in Blaze Freya and Kaden Vossk."

Jeremy Tucker: "All four are great athletes or they wouldn't be in this tournament. Blaze Freya's ticked off that she lost her debut SWAT match due to Marie Caedes interference and when it comes to Kaden Vossk he never showed up if he ever did in the ill fated XWCW."

Andrew Fulton: "Remember he was practically destroyed in his only match in XWCW."

Little Dragon: "You actually have a point there Tucker. Still you never know what's going to happen and New Way Forward could go far in the Anzac Cup Tournament and they know each other. On the other hand Kaden Vossk and Blaze Freya are a new tag team."

Jeremy Tucker: "Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions for this opening round match."

Frank Salazar: "Ladies and gentlemen this opening round Anzac Cup Tag Team Match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing from The Peak of Kangchenjunga they come in at a combined weight of 700lbs. They are Tiger God and Tiger Sio New Way Forward."

("Irish Punjab Party" bellows out as New Way Forward emerges on the stage, the people in attendance cheering more towards the small woman as she bounces and circles around the male as they make their way to ringside. Once there Tiger God steps onto the ring apron and steps over the ropes, lower it down enough for his cheerful underling to bounce onto the apron and rollover the grounded rope to enter the ring. Once inside the ring Sio begins bouncing around the ring more while getting a "New Way Forward!" Chant going. Tiger God meanwhile blankly stands in the center of the ring with no emotion on her face.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing at a combined weight of 400lbs. They are "The Blackpool Bombshell" Blaze Freya and Kaden Vossk."

(The arena darkens and the ringsiders erupt as "Collapsing" by Demon Hunter blasts through he speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid sucession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as non other than "The Blackpool Bombshell Blaze Freya and Kaden Vossk come out behind the curtain as she walks backwards onto the stage in a charismatic strut, her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten on her gorgeous face as she removes the hood, headbanging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roars of the crowd feeding off their excitement then rools her shoulder s few times sprinting down to the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring humping it briefly as Kaden Vossk enters the ring and Blaxe bends to her knees running her fingers through her long dark black hair.)

Jeremy Tucker: "The participants are in the ring and the bell sounds and this match is underway. Tiger God and Kaden Vossk start off the match. They lock up and Tiger God easily forces Kaden Vossk into the ropes. Sio Tiger tells him to break as the referee is calling for a clean break and he does."

"Andrew Fulton: "I wish she would dance around for me more often. Damn that butt is more than Roxylishes's butt. How this circus freak managed to get lucky and land Sio Tiger is a miracle. Right now Tiger God's challenging Kaden Vossk to a test of strength and being the idiot he is he accepts."

Little Dragon: "Shut up about Sio Tiger or Tiger God's going to kick your skinny undersex ass. They lock fingers and slam their bodies into each other. Tiger God easily forces Kaden to his knees and then to his back before pinning his arms to the canvas. The referee counts but Kaden manages to get an arm up and slowly forces his way back to his feet. He counters by delivering a series of kicks to Tiger's crotch before attempting to bodyslam him. Tiger God looks a bit pissed and he counters with a bodyslam with authority of his own."

Andrew Fulton: "What did I tell you Kaden Vossk is a complete idiot."

Little Dragon: "Shut up you sex crazed moron."

Andrew Fulton: "It's True. Tiger God whips Kaden into the corner and trainwrecks him. He holds a hand out to silence the crowd before delivering a hard stiff chop to Kaden's chest which resounds throughout this stadium. Blaze wants in and Kaden obliges as he gets to his corner and tags her into the ring."

Little Dragon: "Sio Tiger also wants into this match and Tiger God tags her in nonchalantly. The two women waste no time locking up grappling but getting no advantage. They break and lock up again. Sio takes her over in a side headlock and they grapple again and Sio grinds it in but Blaze counters with a headscissors and Sio works her way out."

Jeremy Tucker: "They kip up back to their feet and Blaze wastes no time executing a Mexican armdrag into a stepover armbar. Sio makes her way back to her feet and counters with an arm wringer before executing a lightning Japanese armdrag into a stepover armlock. You have to admit Sio has some excellent moves."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah and that body is so cute too. Sio cinches in a cross armbar submission and Blaze struggles to get to the ropes. She makes it and Sio releases the hold immediately before the referee begins to count. Blaze gets back to her feet shaking some circulation back into that arm. They lock up again and Blaze knees her three times and follows up with a series of European uppercuts."

Little Dragon: "Blaze forces Sio into the ropes and delivers some stiff reverse knife edges. Sio fires back with a series of reverse knife edges of her own followed by a series of European Uppercuts of her own. They exchange lefts and rights before Blaze clotheslines Sio."

Jeremy Tucker: "At least these two are competitive. Blaze whips Sio into the ropes and clotheslines her before dropping a series of elbows to her chest. She picks up Sio and bodyslams her with authority. before going to the top rope and connects with a moonsault and covers....One....Two....Kickout by Sio."

Andrew Fulton: "Damn that was close. Blaze whips her into the corner and charges in with a dropkick and follows up as Sio stumbles out and Blaze executes an over the head belly to belly suplex. She goes for the cover again for another two count. She looks really pissed off and is in the referee's face but he's hearing none of it."

Little Dragon: "Blaze is seeing up close and personal how tough Sio really is. Blaze picks her up and again bodyslams her with authority a couple of times before bounding into the ropes gaining momentum and attempting a lionsault. Sio gets her knees up and Blaze is hurt from the impact."

Jeremy Tucker: "Sio and Blaze make their way over to their corners and tags their partners in. Kaden charges in and delivers a series of lefts and rights followed by a series of kicks."

Andrew Fulton: "I don't know if Tiger God is enjoying himself or getting pissed off."

Little Dragon: "Looks like he's enjoying himself. Kaden Vossk seems to be trying to kick Tiger God's legs out in order to weaken his mobility..."

Andrew Fulton: "Which made Tiger God even more angry and pissed off. I hate to ask what would happen if Frostbite and Tarrasque met New Way Forward in The Anzac Cup or in regular tag or singles matches mainly Tarrasque and Tiger God."

Little Dragon: "It would be a brawl baby....brawl."

Jeremy Tucker: "You could be right about that Little Dragon. Kaden continues to work on that leg but Tiger God suddenly grips him by his throat and thumps his chest bellowing before chokeslamming Vossk."

Andrew Fulton: "You can bet that the other participants are watching and hoping that New Way Forward aren't their next round opponents. Tiger God makes the cover but Blaze Freya comes in to either save that jackass Kaden Vossk or hump Tiger God for some of his Kama Sutra sex magic."

Little Dragon: "First off Fulton he's been around since the first orgasm and second he's better at sex than you seem to be. Blaze seems to have aroused Tiger God who just backed off like a gentleman and tags in Sio Tiger."

Jeremy Tucker: "Sio just charged in and spears Blaze and starts grounding and pounding her before Blaze turns her around and they roll around grounding and pounding each other. They get up and continue to pummel each other with their fists. Blaze whips Sio into the corner and she delivers a stinger splash and as Sio stumbles out she grabs her leg and cinches in a scorpion deathlock."

Andrew Fulton: "Looks like Blaze is teaching Sio to respect her since she's really pissed off after what Marie Caedes did to her at her debut match at the last Battleground. She's officially now pissed off at Sio as much as she is pissed off at Marie Caedes now. Sio struggles but makes her way to the ropes and Blaze waits for the full count before releasing the hold."

Little Dragon: "Marie Caedes obviously got into her head and she's taking it out on Sio Tiger. She whips Sio into the ropes and spinebusters Sio before going for the cover.....One....Two.....T....No! Sio gets a shoulder up. Blaze looks a little frustrated."

Jeremy Tucker: "Can you blame her. Blaze isn't just a bit frustrated but really upset since Marie Caedes keeps interfering in her affairs and right now Sio Tiger's not going down without a fight. Blaze is determined to advance in this tournament no matter the cost."

Andrew Fulton: "So far these two babes are making Tiger God happy. Blaze sets Sio up for a suplex but Sio blocks it and counters with a suplex of her own and rolls over to make the cover.....One....two....T...No! Blaze kicks out."

Little Dragon: "Both these teams want to win real badly but who wants to win the most. Sio whips Blaze into the ropes and attempts a knee lift but Blaze counters with a roll up for another close three count. Now this is real tag team action."

Jeremy Tucker: "Only in SWAT can you find such exciting action. Sio and Blaze are exchanging forearms to the chest. Sio delivers an elbow and Blaze counters with one of her own. They continue to exchange elbows with a vengeance."

Andrew Fulton: "Damn these two babes are hot when they're catfighting like this...."

Little Dragon: "No surprise when it comes to you Fulton. Blaze forces Sio into the ropes and delivers a series of knife edges to her throat. She whips Sio into the ropes and flying double chops her and goes for the cover.....One....Two....Th....No! Sio gets an arm up."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze mounts and grounds and pounds her with a vengeance and once again Sio turns her around and returns the ground and pound. They get back to their feet and continue to fight with a vengeance. Blaze forces Sio into the ropes and whips her into the ropes but Sio counters with a swinging neckbreaker."

Andrew Fulton: "Both are down but Sio kips up suddenly and she's feeling it as the ringsiders roar. She roars like a tiger as does Tiger God and she bounds into the ropes and gains momentum as she executes a lionsault and does it perfectly. She hooks the legs....One...Two....Th....No! Blaze gets an arm up."

Little Dragon: "Sio whips Blaze into the ropes and delivers a flying knee. She psyches herself up and sets Blaze up for a pedigree but Blaze counters with a backbody drop but she stumbles inadvertently to her corner and Kaden tags himself in."

Jeremy Tucker: "I don't think blaze is really happy that Kaden tagged himself in. Sio tags in Tiger God who flattens Kaden Vossk with a clothesline. Tiger God roars as does Sio Tiger and he picks him up and chokeslams him. Sio shouts something and Tiger God roars and signals the end."

Andrew Fulton: "Tiger God has that look in his eyes as if he wants an orgy with Kaden Vossk but decides to set him up with a tombstone piledriver.

Jeremy Tucker: “Blaze with a flying body press, sends Vossk and Tiger God over the top rope. Blaze tumbles out with them, Sio mounts the ropes and drops all three with a plancha. The ref is counting them and they struggle to their feet, and Tiger goes to make his way back in the ring but Vossk pulls him back out and clocks him with a hard right hand. Tiger God punches back and they start duking it out up the aisle, the girls also now duking it out, Blaze and Sio fighting up the ramp way, and the bell is ringing, they have been counted out, both teams, a double count out!”

Andrew Fulton: “A bye for Frostbite and Tarrasque next round! That has to make them right now the favourites to win the whole thing!”

[Fade to the back.]

[SWAT Team]

[Switch to the back where we see the KGB logo on the dressing room door.]



[Inside we see Joanne Cannelli, The Compton Colossal Bruno, and SWAT owner Joe Pesci.]

Joe Pesci : What the fuck happened out there?

Bruno : HB got his ass beat, that’s what happened.

Joanne : I told you Suit should have tagged with me, not that paper champ.

[There is a pause as we can see someone else is just entered the room, Joanne looks around, and we see Henry “Hells Bouncer” Brown standing there.]

HB : Paper Champ? You want a shot at this gold? I have offered the world a shot, even Soutter himself!

Pesci : Soutter himself? You just cost him the Anzac Cup!! You just cost the Bandits the Cup!

Bruno : (hovering over HB) Nobody messes with the Bandits and gets away with it!

HB : I didn’t mess with him! We just lost, that’s all.

Joanne : No Jack! You just lost, and in doing so we are now knocked out of the Cup!

HB : I don’t like where this is heading and how you lot are speaking with me, i don’t take that from anyone, i came here to talk to Paul, not you lot.

Pesci : Ohhh, you don’t like how we are talking to you huh?! You want to talk to Paul do you!?

[WHAM! A devastating double axe handle from behind floors HB, and we see Mad Dog Paul Soutter standing over him. The rest of the KGB them pounce on HB and pummel him with boots and stomps, 8 feet doing a tap dance on him, and HB is curling up in a ball. Bruno lifts him up as Soutter mounts a table in the dressing room, Bruno, Pesci and Joanne hoist HB up onto the table to Soutter, and Soutter drills HB thru the table with the SOUTTER SPECIAL!!! (Rikishi Driver.)]

Soutter : You want to defend the belt against me! You got it hump!

Pesci : Battleground 11!! Joker’s Wild! It’s booked!

[Scene fades with the 4 of them again laying the boots into HB with brutal stomps.]