Battleground #13 : Luck of the Irish (Show)

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker : We are back folks, and coming up now, we have Marie Caedes battling it out with Blaze Freya, what a match this promises to be.

Andrew Fulton : Blaze is a breath of fresh air around here, since her arrival the fed has gone up and up and UP! And that’s not the only thing that has gone u ...

Jeremy Tucker : Shut up Fulton! Marie has made Blaze’s life a nightmare since she came here, jealousy eating her up for Blaze getting the attention she wants, and now, they get to settle it in the ring.

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, hailing from Savannah, Georgia. Coming in at 5’10 & 165 pounds ... MARIE CAEDES!!!!

["(Amen) It’ Saturday Night starts as the arena is plunged into darkness. Pink and white sparks start falling from the entrance and a shadow appears. As the lights come up Marie Caedes is standing there, arms outstretched for a moment then almost skips to the ring, ignoring the fans as she goes around the ring. She slides into the ring as the chorus starts. She jumps up on the middle turnbuckle and throws her arms up wide for a couple moments then jumps down and removes her overcoat and seems to test the ropes as she waits on her opponent.]

Frank Salazar : And introducing her opponent, hailing from Blackpool, England. Coming in at 5’6 & 125 pounds ... BLAZE FREYA!!!

[The arena darkens and fans erupt into loud cheers as “Collapsing” by Demon Hunter blasts through the speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid succession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as none other than The Blackpool Bombshell herself, Blaze Freya comes out from behind the curtain, walking backwards onto the stage with a charismatic strut. Her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten to reveal her gorgeous face as she removes the hood, headbanging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roar of the crowd, feeding off of their excitement then rolls her shoulders a few times, sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring, humping it briefly. Blaze then leans back on her knees running her fingers through her long black hair, flirtatiously winking at the nearest camera before standing up to her feet and walking back to her corner to await the start of the match with a determined look on her face.]

Andrew Fulton : GO BLAZE!

Jeremy Tucker : Try and be professional please Fulton. Ref calls for the bell and we are under way. Both Marie and Blaze run at each other and each grab a handful of the others hair, and they both start circling and ripping at each other, hatred burning in their eyes.

Andrew Fulton : CATFIGHT!

Jeremy Tucker : They tumble into the ropes and fall thru them to the outside, and start rolling around on the floor, both now choking each other!

Andrew Fulton : They make it up to their feet, and WOOO! Big chop by Marie to Freya! No Effect!

Jeremy Tucker : Blaze completely no sells the chop, and hits back with one of her own! No effect on Marie!

Andrew Fulton : Chop by Marie!

Jeremy Tucker : Chop by Blaze!

Andrew Fulton : Another chop by Marie! Neither of them can feel a thing Jerry! That chest of Blaze is getting quite red though, she needs some cream applied to it after the match.

Jeremy Tucker : We got a whole show to go, i am sure the professionals will handle it.

Andrew Fulton : I could give a stuff about the rest of the show if there is a chance i can rub some cream on that body.

Jeremy Tucker : There is something wrong with you man. Freya hits back with a chop and Marie winces in pain, ref is counting them out and up to 8, both notice this and both slide back into the ring.

Andrew Fulton : Blaze first to her feet but Marie sweeps her legs out and then nails Blaze with a spinning toe hold.

Jeremy Tucker : Marie on the offense now, and she bulldogs Blaze, then nails her with a diving shoulder block!

Andrew Fulton : Blaze ducks a clothesline of Marie and then boots her in the gut, DDT! Huge DDT by Freya!

Jeremy Tucker : Freya looks over at us, and she just winked at you Fulton!

Andrew Fulton : You know it! I dig her the most, and she digs that Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Miracles will never cease to amaze me. Freya with a gut wrench suplex, follows it up with a German suplex and then nails a belly to back suplex!

Andrew Fulton : She is putting on a clinic out there!

Jeremy Tucker : Freya stomps on Marie, then delviers a spinning roundhouse kick! Lateral press cover by Freya

One ............
Two ...........

Kick out by Marie.

Andrew Fulton : Come on ref, that was Three!

Jeremy Tucker : Marie back on the offence delivers an Enzuigiri and then a Hurricanrana.

Andrew Fulton : Split legged moonsault by Marie!

Jeremy Tucker : Nailed it too!! Marie covers and hooks the leg, this could be it ...

One .....

Two ....

Th ... Blaze rolls the shoulder.

Andrew Fulton : Yes! Blaze back to her feet, and WHAM! She just slapped the taste out of the mouth of Marie! Ouch!

Jeremy Tucker : European uppercut by Blaze! Follows it up with a bicycle kick!

Andrew Fulton : Freya has lethal kicks. GORE!!! Blaze just gored Marie! Yes! It’s over!

Jeremy Tucker : She calls that the Torn! Blaze covers, hooks both legs ...

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

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

THR ... Marie rolls out of the cover.

Andrew Fulton : Wow! I thought for sure that was it.

Jeremy Tucker : Marie delivers a snap suplex.

Andrew Fulton : Marie heading to the top .... Look out Blaze!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Swandive headbutt from the top by Marie .... Freya gets out of the way.

Andrew Fulton : Yes!

Jeremy Tucker : BLACKPOOL BLACKOUT!!! Blaze locks in the rear naked choke ... Marie is already half knocked out from the missed headbutt ... ref in there checking ... and that’s it, he calls for the bell and this one is over!!!

Andrew Fulton : YES! Blaze wins, again. She is the best Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Ok super groupie.

[“Collapsing” by Demon Hunter blares thru the arena, the ref raises the arm of Freya in victory and she leans over the ropes, flirting with Fulton, blowing him a kiss, Fulton looks like he is going to pass out, and Blaze grins, then Marie charges her from behind and clobbers her with a double ax handle and sends her out over the top rope, Marie then grabs the mic.]

Marie Caedes : What was that ref! I didn’t tap! I never submitted!

Jeremy Tucker : He called it, she was unable to continue the match in the refs opinion.

Andrew Fulton : What a sore loser.

Marie Caedes : I demand this match be restarted, do you know who i am!? (She is shrieking at the ref) My mum is the General Manager of this company! Do you want your job tomorr ....

[Blaze cuts her off back in the ring and levels her with a thunderous chair shot to the back of the head. Marie drops in a heap, and Blaze gives her another chair shot to the face, Marie gets cut open and blood is pouring from that shot!]

Andrew Fulton : Yes! Blaze don’t take no shit Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Apparently not! She has snapped, and delivers a THIRD chair shot to Marie, then just stares at her, rage consuming her, Blaze then rips her boot off, and wiggles her toes .. .then rams her foot into the gob of Marie!

Andrew Fulton : That’s what you get kid! Run your mouth, eat some foot!

Jeremy Tucker : This is gross.

Andrew Fulton : Marie started it! She did it to Blaze. Twice. What goes around comes around.

Jeremy Tucker : Blaze hurls her boot into the crowd, then heads up the rampway. We’ll be right back folks after these messages.

Andrew Fulton : Way to go Blaze. Love_ya!

[SWAT Team]

The cameraman is trying to keep up with Lynn Brewster as she’s striding down the halls of Croke Park Stadium with some purpose. The cameraman is getting winded but that doesn’t slow Lynn down one bit, but all she had said was “if you want the scoop you’ll come with me.” Finally she comes to a door, and stops, thinking about whether she should knock or not. She decides she’ll be civil or not, so she does indeed knock.

Come in!!

Lynn enters where we see Joe Pesci totally chilling out with some friends of his, looking like he has Battleground under control. Well he does because Lynn is general manager and she makes sure it all does flow just fine. [/i]

Joe: Well, Well, Well, Well, Well, Well, Well,....

Lynn: Hold your breath for a moment Pesci. I’m here on a serious matter.

Joe realizes from Lynn’s tone that he better not take her lightly. He disenages himself from the girls and stands up to a more normal playing field with Lynn. Well as close as hell ever come given he’s dramatically shorter than Lynn.

Joe: Ok Wildcat, what’s on your mind that just can’t wait, or be handled by someone else.

Lynn: It's about that maniac that you have working for you, and how he’s made SWAT a dangerous place to work. And I’m here to tell you get a grip on him or you’ll find yourself with several of these……

Lynn pulls out a thick stack of papers that she unfolds on drops with a thud on the table. Pesci raises an eyebrow and looks Lynn in the eye.

Lynn: Want me to save you a bit of work? Because I don't mind.

Pesci: By all means, please do.

Lynn picks up the papers:

Lynn: This represents only ONE lawsuit you will be served with over the next one to two weeks for a great deal of things, but this one? Unsafe working conditions.

Pesci: Now, Now, Now, Now, Lynn you knew when you became a wrestler that there was an inherent sense of risk. I mean how long have you been in wrestling? To try and say its not safe? No Lynn, that's not going to work.

Lynn looks down and then looks at Pesci with a smile that actually unhinges Pesci.

Lynn: Oh you’re going to wish it was something like that. See I knew when I wanted to become a wrestler, and when I actually was a wrestler, that there are risks I put myself in. But no Joe, that's not it. You’ll wish it was, but nope. It's the madness you’ve created in SWAT by allowing that man to not only wrestle in SWAT, but allowing him to bring things that not only could poison the members of your federation, but could lead to severe illness, could lead to paralysis, and could lead to death. I should know, i just got out the hospital! Now, you playing along? Ask again who or what. I...DARE you.

Pesci: Lynn, Lynn, Lynn. Are you talking about Radu and his little pets?

Lynn: Pets? Pets? PETS? PETS??????? His PETS are dangerous and poisonous little creatures that have the ability to kill someone, especially if someone is overexposed to their toxins. You might kill someone! Is that what you want? Well? You want SWAT to be known as a company that had a leader who cared so little about those under him he was willing to kill them. Yeah...don't think that not only will you get folks to stay in SWAT…..but you won’t get people to replace them either.

Pesci: So where is this going Lynn.

Lynn: Well, you have left me no other choice with your lack of support, an i am filing this case against you for Unsafe Work Practice.

Pesci: WHAT!? You’re suing ME? Are you out of your mind.

Lynn : You have left me no other choice. I could have been seriously injured in that box, worse even.

Pesci: Ok. Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok.. Hold off on that lawsuit for a moment and let me think. Let's settle this matter where it should be settled in this business...in the ring.

Lynn straightens up, takes a deep breath, and thinks for a moment.

Lynn: You against ME? (laughing) Any_DAY!

Pesci: Well, not me. I am an old man now and i really don’t like violence against broads. I will pick someone to face you. One person that I trust. Nothing creepy or nerve wracking about them. You face them in a match. If you win, I give you SWAT, which means 100% control. It's yours and you make the call and everything. You own the whole shebang.

Lynn gets a smile like the cat just ate the canary.

Pesci: But…...if you LOSEyou’re fired from GM! Annnnd you are at my beck and call for one year.

Lynn: Meaning…..?

Pesci: Meaning that in a way you’re my slave. Don't worry I’ll keep it more or less civil…..

Lynn squirms a bit, unsure if that's what she wants. Winning holds huge rewards, but losing has a huge price. Something crosses her mind.

Lynn: We’re talking but …...you know…..

Pesci: Lynn! I’m not going to prostitute you in that way! Hell no I won’t do that you!

Lynn seems deep in thought, and she looks at Pesci, the wheels in her head going.

Lynn: Ok fine you have a deal.

Lynn offers her hand. Pesci takes it and smiles. But Lynn isn't smiling.

Lynn: Good luck finding someone who can beat me, and is willing to take me on.

The camera goes back to ringside where Jeremy and Andrew are. Jeremy seems concerned about Lynn.

Jeremy Tucker: Has our GM lost her mind?

Andrew Fulton: That ship sailed many moons ago. Many many many many moons.

[SWAT Team]

(The show returns from commercials for Aer Lingus, The Irish Bureau of Tourism, along with Chianti's latest line of beer and ale before fading to ringside where fans are holding signs that say "Levi is no Bliss!," "Hardkore World Lives!," "Levi is about to be Hunted" and "Johnny be my bloody Valentine!" before fading to Jeremy Tucker, Andrew Fulton and The Shootfighter who are sitting at the broadcast table wearing headsets.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back and joining us is Hardkore World legend, The Shootfighter, for this highly anticipated return. Welcome back for this match and it must be an honor to be calling this match."

Andrew Fulton: "Better than that disastrous stint in that joke of a promotion XWCW."

The Shootfighter: "First off it's great to be back calling this match. Believe me Jonnie and myself go way back to both Hardkore World and before that in the old UWA. We never wrestled each other in the UWA, but he recruited me for Hardkore World because he saw my potential when I was younger. Believe me when Hardkore World closed and reopened again I was the first one who returned and I remained loyal and that's what Jonnie liked and that was loyalty. As for you Fulton if I slapped you real hard how long would it take to make you cry."

Jeremy Tucker: "it wouldn't take too long."

The Shootfighter: "So if he says something stupid I'll slap him hard enough to cry like a baby."

Andrew Fulton: "Hey!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Getting back to this match 'Hardkore' Jonnie Valentine recently found out that he was broke and he needed to return to the ring to not just make a living but also repay back taxes he owed. It seems he made a series of bad business choices or at least his people did."

The Shootfighter: "Never trust that loser Bobby Nowa or for that matter any member of the Nowa family when it comes to business matters."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah who handles your finances."

The Shootfighter: "My wife Angela and we're quite well off."

Andrew Fulton: "Yet she couldn't run SWAT Amazons and look what happened to XWCW...."

(The Shootfighter slaps him hard and Andrew Fulton starts crying.)

The Shootfighter: "First off big mouth Angela sold her interest in SWAT Amazons and when it came to XWCW she sued Pesci for the $25million she invested in after he conned her and won her case so she got her money back and proved there's no fear but a woman scorned."

Jeremy Tucker: "Years ago Jonnie Valentine lost control of Hardkore World due to one 'The Great' Syberus challenging him and defeating him for Hardkore World."

Andrew Fulton (Sobbing): "Sounds....sniff....familiar last year.....in SWAT....and last week....with battle of the Sexes."

The Shootfighter: "Like he said. Anyway, after Hardkore World closed for the final time nobody forgave Syberus, especially Psychotic Goth who found a home there due to it's extreme violence and the fact that Hardkore Britain gave him a chance to shine."

Andrew Fulton: "Which....Sob....was run....sniff....by Syberus."

The Shootfghter: "Syberus was obviously upset about Hardkore Britain closing so he decided to get revenge by ruining Hardkore World. Believe me I was watching Psychotic Goth and Syberus's feud and that was bloody and violent. I could tell Psychotic Goth wanted to end his career for running Hardkore World into the ground."

Andrew Fulton: "Thanks for the god damned history lesson Shootfighter.  No one cares about that stuff, this is 2019 pal!."

The Shootfighter: "I think he wants some more."

Jeremy Tucker: "Could be."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well the moment has arrived and right now let's go to the ring for the introductions."

Frank Salazar: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first he comes in at 5'11" and weighs in at 230lbs. Please welcome "Hunter" Levi Bliss."

("Nightmare" plays and "Hunter" Levi Bliss comes to ringside as the ringsiders boo. He enters the ring and flip off the ringsiders boo as they throw trash at him.)

Andrew Fulton: "Looks like there's no love or Bliss for Levi."

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing one of the greatest wrestling legends of all times. He comes in at 6ft and weighs in at 250lbs. He is the former head of Hardkore World and is both a UWA and Hardkore World legend and former owner of Hardkore World and returning to compete in SWAT. Please welcome 'Hardkore' Jonnie Valentine."

(Operation Midnight by DJ Shadow plays and the ringsiders roar as "Hardkore" Jonnie Valentine comes to the ring with a Kendo stick. He enters the ring and holds the Kendo stick high over his head.)

Jeremy Tucker: "The bell rings and Levi Bliss wastes no time attacking Jonnie from behind. Levi's determined to make a name for himself at the expense of 'The Hardkore Legend.'"

Andrew Fulton: "That's going to be the day. Levi whips Jonnie into the ropes and clotheslines him before dropping an elbow and making the cover for a one count."

The Shootfighter: "Someone get Fulton a box of Kleenex to keep him from flooding the arena with his crying. Levi's such an asshole and an idiot to think he can just beat Jonnie Valentine that early in this match. Levi whips Jonnie into the ropes but misses with another clothesline and Jonnie bounces off the ropes and he clotheslines Bliss out of his boots. He bodyslams Levi repeatedly with authority. "

Jeremy Tucker: "Jonnie leaves the ring and looks under the ring apron and finds a chair and he slides it in. The referee warns Jonnie about using then chair in a wrestling match."

Andrew Fulton: "That's rather obvious. Jonnie starts smashing Levi over the head with that chair and stomping a mudhole in Bliss's mid-section. He whips him into the corner and opens up a can of whoop ass before grabbing the chair and using it to smash Levi in the face."

The Shootfighter: "That's what I like about 'Hardkore' Jonnie Valentine. He's old school brutality the way it used to be and always will be."

Jeremy Tucker: "Jonnie just returned to the ring with a chain and he starts whipping Levi with it. He wraps it around Bliss's head and face and pulls back so tight that Levi's experiencing great pain and agony."

Andrew Fulton: "Not in the pleasurable way either."

The Shootfighter: "Yeah I heard about your sex life."

Andrew Fulton: "I have a healthy sex life."

The Shootfighter: "I'd ask you to prove it but none of the Irish women would risk their virginity with you unless the men want to show you how they would appreciate that."

Jeremy Tucker: "Good point."

Andrew Fulton: "Typical, i have more pussy than you could comprehend Shootfighter. Jonnie releases a bleeding Levi Bliss only to wrap that chain around his throat choking and dragging him all over the ring."

Jeremy Tucker: "Jonnie wraps that chain around his fist and he mounts and pounds Levi's already bad cut and makes it a lot worse. Jonnie looks like he isn't done with Levi just yet since he's leaving the ring and looking under the apron again and he's pulling a table out and sliding it into the ring."

The Shootfighter: "Levi's not going to find any Bliss in this.

Andrew Fulton: "Looks like Jonnie Valentine’s ready to end this before it even began, he sets up the table and places a barely conscious Levi Bliss before leaving the ring and looks under the ring and returns with a spool of barbed wire. He wraps the barbed wire around Levi and climbs to the top turnbuckle."

The Shootfighter: "Jonnie Valentine just leg dropped Levi through the table and now Jonnie makes the cover.....One.....Two.....Three."

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 5minutes 'Hardkore' Jonnie Valentine."

Jeremy Tucker: "'Hardkore Jonnie Valentine's back and he's just sent a message that he's a force to be reckoned with again."

Andrew Fulton: "That was nothing short of a massacre."

The Shootfighter: "Let me tell you something, 'Hardkore' Jonnie Valentine doesn't wrestle pretty but his reputation for old school brutality and being hardkore precedes him. This is the UWA and Hardcore World Jonnie Valentine I remember and SWAT's roster had better beware or they'll find out how brutal 'Hardkore' Jonnie Valentine really is."

Jeremy Tucker: "Be assured that SWAT's going to find out in the weeks and months ahead. We want to thank The Shootfighter for being our guest for this match and hope to see you back commentating soon."

The Shootfighter: "Only if I asked to do so."

Andrew Fulton: “Don’t hold your breath.”

Jeremy Tucker: "We hope so. Right now we'll take a break and return with more action after this."

(They fade to black.)

[Deleted]

( As Highway to Hell plays and Hells Bouncer hits the ramp and the crowd goes nuts. With Jewel and Jasmine walking arm to arm and HB has a metal baseball bat with him. )

Andrew Fulton- OMG it Hells Bouncer, he has arrived he is back to SWAT.

Jeremy Tucker- Holy Shit it is Hells Bouncer and listen to the crowds erupt. HB has a microphone.

HB- You dumb son of a bitches and I am talking about KGB and Paul Soutter. I trusted you Paul and teamed up in the Anzac and you had your goons and you beat the hell out of me and was injured going into losing the World Championship to Radu. I will get my rematch for the World Heavyweight Title and will become the 2 time world champion.

Andrew Fulton- Is HB in 100% for the rematch he has not been in the ring since Anzac Tournament.

HB- My quick and message is I am back and will be wrestling but I want my rematch with Paul Soutter bring the KGB with you because I will be kicking everyone ass who crosses me as Jasmine and Jewel will make great I won't get hurt or attacked. PAUL SOUTTER I WANT A REMATCH YOU PRICK BRING WHAT U HAVE GAME IS ON. Then whoever the World Champ is I am taking soon.

( Drops Mic and walks out the ramp with Jewel and Jasmine )

[Deleted]

 


The Name of This Weathered Game.


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Michael Maddox was seen in the back locker room area stretching while listening to Weathered by Creed. He was working out his legs and stretching before his match up with Alex Withers and Deavan Bennett. Maddox had heard what Withers and Bennett were up and had planned. Maddox has had a history of violent behavior. After last week events at Battleground #12 he had seemed to be reluctant but willing to amend his mistakes and misfortunes with a win this coming week on Battleground #13. Maddox finishes his stretches and then looks straight at the camera and then chuckles warmly towards. Maddox walks up to the camera and then speaks as if it were a human being.



“I know your watching me Withers and Bennett. Or perhaps is this being of a camera talking to me. Well who cares I am about to teach; The both of you a lesson you shall not forget!”



Maddox then backs up from the camera and starts smiling warmly and then gets a serious look on his face and then begins to speak.



Michael Maddox

So Withers you think you are funny? You think I am an idiot? ( Maddox laughs HAHAHAHAAH) The only idiot here is you don’t know talent when you see it. I have wrestled all over the world won championships elsewhere. I have come back to SWAT for one reason and one reason Only and that is to become The SWAT Heavyweight Champion. It won’t be some lame chore boy like you who uses the same generic promo structure everytime. You have some points but none of them have anything to do with my ability. You are right Deaven Bennett is nobody because I have never heard of them. Hell even if they have been here in SWAT forever they still have no made a splash. I will give credit where credit is due you lasted in The SWAT Anzac longer then I have. One thing we do have in common is we have blemishes. Don’t think the shit that spews out of your mouth don’t stink prick!. I will make you bleed then taste the regret and sorrow within inside of you. One thing is for certain Withers this company doesn’t need you. There have been people just like you who have come and gone with that same attitude you have. (Maddox laughs sadistically to himself ) Yeah we are miles apart alright yeah in wrestling skill and definitely mic skills. Kinda funny how you say I promise so much and deliver so little. Kinda like you promised that you would win the Anzac Cup. Just like you are promising to take the gold from Radu Matei? (Maddox laughs even harder and you can see tears going down the side of his cheeks and his face turned red. Maddox stops laughing and then gets a serious look on his face.) SWAT Management might want to have you checked out for drugs for all the shit spewing out of your mouth) You may get a shot at Matei before me but I will be taking that belt from Matei not you. After I kick that ugly smirk off your face and you somehow may get a championship win over Matei but soon after I will pluck the championship from your grasp. You are a sad strange little man to think that you are at a higher level than me. You have so many insecurities about yourself that you think what you say will get inside my head. Maybe it will maybe it won’t. One thing is for certain though Your head is so far up your ass you cannot even come up with anything relevant. The difference between you and me is when I lose I own up to my mistakes. You on the other hand will be the one that sits there and makes up one hundred excuses why you lost in the first place. You dwell in the past and not in the future. You think everyone is out to steal your spotlight. When it was never even there to begin with. So what you call a relevant promo has become more irrelevant then a Radu Matei Promo. I had my mind set on Matei. Now I have my mind on you. I am going to teach you who the superior wrestler is little boy. I am going to make you my bitch. You know what you are going to do after I Facelift your ass into Oblivion. You will carry my bags and tote them around until I deem necessary. Then when you are broken I shall set you free. (Maddox chuckles once again and then looks into the camera)





Then we got the straight edge wannabe. We have Deaven Bennett. Who seems to think he is all that. All what a big pile heaping horse shit? Yeah I think that is what you are. You have yet to come out of the closet and into the fray like a man. I let Withers blow his gasket first for a reason. I know he has flaws as we all do and talking about his match ain’t one of them. You gonna let Withers sayings being true about you that much of a pussy to not come out and show us your colors? Are you scared of the truth? Are you scared you are going to wet yourself. I remember watching your promo and it was mediocre at best. It made no sense. Just to get a little bit on you and the only thing I can see is a straight edge punk with daddy issues Someone that is going to get dropped like a sack of potatoes. You have no Idea who you are stepping into the ring. Will you step into the ring with the emo? Will you step in the ring with the man who wants to stick is dick into any woman? Will you step into the ring with the freak or the psychopath? All told by the man Withers. You both will be stepping into the ring with Michael Maddox. The Better wrestler hands down. I am what the fans want to see to take on Radu Matei for the championship. You got people like Hells Bouncer who have no business in the title picture and Bruno fteh Chanti lap dog. Then you got Lucky Linda who cannot accept that she is more broken then the economy of Ireland!!(Crowd Boos) Boo all you want I don’t give a rats ass what you people think anyways. All that matters is I kick the tar from between the teeth of Deaven Bennett. Deaven your career maybe over before it even gets started!!!



In The End Withers and Bennett you are nothing more than an obstacle that will be obstructed. You are nothing more than cockroaches. You keep failing and then you keep coming back but I will put a cork in both your mouths and render you Obsolete and I will delete you from the record books. I will make sure you regret ever stepping into the ring with Michael Maddox. You two are the reason why there are bad wrestlers and boring promos that put you to sleep. These fans don’t want to hear it and I sure as hell don’t want to hear it. So Deaven Bennet sleep on this you have zero chance at winning this match. You are the underdog that will never break out. Withers I like how you underestimate me you arrogant son of a bitch. I hate arrogant people and I will do everything in my power to squash your idea of winning. I will do everything douse that flower you are. Why am I calling you a flower Withers? That is simple because after this match you will become withered like roses when they die. Just like your career after losing to The Man who will stick his dick in any women. To The Man who is a Psycho Freak. To The Man that you say defines Mediocrity. Withers you are such a sociopath. You talk just to hear yourself. You have talent no doubt but when you speak you are nothing more than an insect that will be dissected until there is nothing more. All Jokes aside you have met your match Withers and Bennett the only thing that is left for you two is to deny it. My Destiny awaits as does yours WITH A FACELIFT!!!! I shall not Fade To Black but what will Fade To Black is your insanity. Or your mentality. Your whole well being will be tested. Only sites will be seen is me raising my hand in victory!! There isn't a damn thing anyone can do about it. SEE You in the Ring. (Maddox chuckles as he starts heading towards the production area of the building. As The cameras Fade to black and to the next scene or ringside)

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition proudly brings to you a Triple Threat of the ages. First coming to the ring standing 6'0 and weighing in at a buffed and trim 160 pounds..from Lansing, Michigan....ALLLLEEEEX WIIIIIITHHHERS!!

Andrew Fulton: Here comes the future of SWAT in my opinion!


Jeremy Tucker: These fans seem to hate him.


Andrew Fulton: Of course they do. He's the quintessential "heel". He is doing his job right if they hate him so much!


["My Own Summer" by the Deftones begins to play across the PA system and after a short delay out walks Alex Withers, dressed with a black zip up hoody lifted over his head, simple black boots and trunks he walks with a purpose towards the ring. Sliding under the bottom rope he heads towards his corner without even a look towards the camera. Rubbing at each wrist he waits until the last possible moment to take his top off and bounces on the balls of his feet awaiting his opponents.]


Jeremy Tucker: That music can only mean one thing- here come Michael Maddox!


Andrew Fulton: Or as Lucky Linda calls him..Mark Maddox. Haha


Jeremy Tucker: Why not? We have Calum with 2 "L's" here, don't we?


Frank Salazar: And introducing from Miami, Florida, weighing in a 244 pounds and standing 6'5..this is MIIICHAEEEL MAAAADDOOX!

["Freak Like Me" by Halestorm blasts over the PA systems as the crowd erupts in cheer As Mike Maddox makes his way on the stage and shakes his hips wearing his trademark Leather Jacket Engraved with Are You A Freak Like Me on It Maddox then runs down the ramp and slides into the ring shaking the ropes violently before throwing his leather jacket out to the ground and then running over to the nearest turnbuckle and raising his arms at the crowd as they cheer Maddox then some boo as he jumps down and awaits the start of the match with a confident look on his face, staring Withers down.]


Jeremy Tucker: And here comes our third man in this match.


Andrew Fulton: Title implications if you ask me. World Title for Withers and Maddox and if this Bennett can pick up another win he should be in line for a Hardcore Title shot!


Frank Salazar: And our third competitor this evening..standing 6'2 and weighing in at 235 pounds, from Gainesville, Georgia..DEAAAAAVVAN BENNNNNETT!

["Centuries" by the Fall Out Boys blares over the house PA system and out comes "All That" Deavan Bennett wearing a shirt that says "Best in the World" on it. He strikes towards the ring. Withers runs at him and Bennett jumps on to the top rope and lands a beautiful Thez Press. He starts firing clubbering strikes on to Withers' face.]


Jeremy Tucker: Look at Maddox laugh in amusement.


[Maddox goes from laughing to a monster in a flash. He picks Bennett up by the hair and press slams him through the Georgia Announce booth. The booth partly claspes but not all the way.]


Tex Davis: We got a slober knocker ya'll in Ireland at Battleground: Luck of the Irish right here on the XHF NETWORK!


Translation: We have a brutal match up in Ireland at Battleground: Luck of the Irish right here on the XHF NETWORK!


[Withers runs at Maddox with a Drop Kick but Maddox refuses to go down. Maddox scoops Withers up and throws him over on top of Bennett but still the booth doesn't completely fold in half.]


Jeremy Tucker: He's climbing the turnbuckle..Don't tell me he's going to jump!?


[Maddox jumps off and lands a Coast to Coast on both Withers and Bennett!]


Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!


Andrew Fulton: The big man did damage on both "All Thats"!


Jeremy Tucker: Both?


Andrew Fulton: If I'm not mistaken both Alex Withers and Deavan Bennett go by the moniker "All That". I could be wrong..


Jeremy Tucker: Wouldn't be the first time though in this case I believe you are right!


Andrew Fulton: That smells like a money match..winner gets to use the nickname "All That". Haha 


Jeremy Tucker: Please. Don't give Pesci any booking ideas. He just might use it. Maddox is slowly getting up out of the heap of carnage he did a second ago.


[Replay shows Maddox going Coast to Coast on Withers and Bennett and the booth busting into pieces underneath them.]


Andrew Fulton: Get up Withers!


[Maddox gets up as does Withers. Withers jumps on the guardrail then hits Maddox with a Matrix Kick that thud echoes throughout the arena. Withers kicks Bennett in the nuts then DDT's him through parts of the beat up Georgia Announce booth.]


Jeremy Tucker: Low blow by one of the dirtiest players in the game!


Andrew Fulton: That DDT put Bennett out. Maddox is up..Withers with a Flying Forearm Smash on the big man! Bennett is on his back trying to get up but Withers with a Cross Face Chicken wing on Bennett!


Jeremy Tucker: He's got it locked on Bennett. Bennett is tapping!!


Bell: Ding Ding Ding Ding!


Andrew Fulton: What in the hell? This isn't a falls count anywhere match!


[Withers unlocks the hold and starts to celebrate. The referee waves it off. Withers goes to talk to the ref- the ref is explaining to him he has to be in the ring for it to count. Withers turns around and-]


*Thud*


JeremyTucker: CHAIR SHOT by Maddox on Withers! Bennett tries to get up and-


*Thud*


[Maddox smashes Bennett with the chair.]


Andrew Fulton: Did you hear that? 


[Maddox snaps and goes on a chair swinging frenzy. He smashes both Withers and Bennett from head to toe with stiff chair shots. He picks up Withers and Side Walk Slams him onto the concrete. He then quickly scoops him up and throws him into the ring. Withers tries to get up but Maddox putt kicks him in the head. Withers is completey knocked out.]


Jeremy Tucker: Maddox needs to make the cover!! 


[Maddox instead climbs the turnbuckle.]


Andrew Fulton: This could be a big mistake!


[Maddox flies off the turnbuckle with a Frog Splash he perfectly executes.]


Jeremy Tucker: Shades of the late great Eddie Guerrero!!


Andrew Fulton: The cover!


Jeremy Tucker: 1...2..3!!


[Bennett comes in and breaks the cover with a Leg Drop of Doom and the fans go crazy.]


Andrew Fulton: What!? Broken up by Bennett!


Jeremy Tucker: Shades of Hulk Hogan!


[Bennett DDTs Maddox then throws Withers over the top rope and on to the floor--so he thinks. Bennett gets behind Maddox and a German Suplex and hangs on. Then a second..followed by a third. Withers balances on the apron then springs off the rope with a Pele Kick on Bennett. Withers covers Maddox who is still out from the 3 German Suplexes by Bennett.]


Andrew Fulton: 1....2..thr-


Jeremy Tucker: Broken up by Bennett! 


[Withers gets pissed off and he starts chopping the chest of Bennett. Bennett chops back.]


Andrew Fulton: This has become an old fashion Detroit chopping contest!


[Withers and Bennett start fist fighting back and forth. Maddox gets up and spears both at the same time. All three go tumbling down with the force of a car wreck.]


Jeremy Tucker: DOUBLE SPEAR!! DOUBLE SPEAR!


Andrew Fulton: All three felt that. Nobody is moving and listen to these Irish fans!!


Fans: Ole Ole Ole..Ole Ole Ole!


Jeremy Tucker: What a minute. What's going on?


[All three are still out when a voice pops up on the SWATron 2k. A black pot comes flying from the rafters with the SWAT logo on it. It dangles above the ring as the voice speaks.]


Disembodied voice: Reach for the stars! Or at least me' pot of gold..win not only the match but a golden surprise!


Jeremy Tucker: What does that mean and who's behind that creepy voice?


Andrew Fulton: It's got to be a Golden Ticket for a Title match.


Jeremy Tucker: I hope not. What a disaster that turned out to be last year but you may be right.


[Withers kip-ups ala Shawn Michaels and runs out of the ring and gets a ladder from underneath the ring. He slides the ladder in then puts it on his shoulders. He begins to helicopter it around and smashes Maddox trying to get up. He tries the same with Bennett but Bennett ducks and Drop Kicks the ladder sending Withers to the mat with the ladder attached to his shoulders still. Bennett then spins the ladder around and it nearly takes off Withers' head. Withers rolls out from a second attempt. Bennett sets the ladder up and begins to climb.]


Andrew Fulton: Bennett is going to win this one. This is an upset in my opinion.


[Bennett reaches the top. He reaches up but it's just out of reach. He climbs another step. Just as quickly as he reaches for the pot of gold he goes flying off the ladder and onto the mat.]


Jeremy Tucker: MADDOX SPEARED THE LADDER! 


[Maddox slowly gets up and resets the ladder into position. He begins to slowly climb the ladder. He gets to the top and it's just out of reach. He makes the final step and grabs the pot. The pot won't unclip. Withers jumps up and climbs the other side of the ladder and races to the top.]


Andrew Fulton: Maddox on one side of the ladder and Withers the other side battling tooth and nail for whatever is in that pot of gold!


[Maddox with a left that is blocked by Withers. Withers then Frankensteiners both himself and Maddox off the ladder and nearly through the mat.]


Jeremy Tucker: A Frankensteiner off the ladder by Withers!! My God!


Andrew Fulton: This Alex Withers is the craziest son of a bitch I've ever seen!!


[Maddox once again monsters up. He lifts the ladder up and puts both Withers and Bennett in between the ladder. He criss crosses the ropes then big splashes the ladder hurting all three men. Maddox holds his ribs. He gets up and does a second big splash on the ladder. Withers screams in pain and Bennett seems unconscious. Maddox tosses Bennett over the top rope. He lifts Withers up by his hair and tosses him over the top rope and he goes crashing onto Bennett then the hard floor. Maddox begins to climb the ladder after setting it underneath the pot of gold once again.]


Jeremy Tucker: Maddox just monstered up and cleaned house. He's climbing that ladder again!


Andrew Fulton: Yes! My prediction was right!


Jeremy Tucker: Maddox has won this one. All he has to do is unlatch that pot of gold and its over!


[Just as Maddox reaches up "The Ruler" Paul Blair climbs from under the ring and climbs the other side of the ladder.]


Andrew Fulton: What the hell is Blair doing here? This isn't your match dummy!


[Maddox notices Blair and starts yelling at him. Blair smiles then puts on his 80's sunglasses and flips Maddox the bird. Blair then delivers a Blair kick on the chin of Maddox and through the other side of the ladder. They both go tumbling off the ladder and onto the mat.]


Jeremy Tucker: BLAIR KICK!! BLAIR KICK!!


[Bennett and Withers have both recovered. They both climb back into the ring and start street fighting once again. They both climb the ladder..one on one side and one on the other..They fire punches as they slowly try to get to the top. Bennett gets fired up and screams "Best in the World!". Withers pokes Bennett in his eyes 3 Stooges style. Bennett claspes onto the ladder step face first. Withers climbs one step above him and curb stomps Bennett who flies off the ladder.]


Andrew Fulton: Stay Down!!


[Bennett hits the mat like a ton of bricks. Withers climbs the top of the ladder. He stops and looks down at Bennett. He grins.]


Jeremy Tucker: Don't do it young man..just take the win.


[Withers jumps off the top of the ladder and curb stomps Bennett into the mat. The fans go crazy.]


Andrew Fulton: STAY DOWN off the ladder!? Holy Shit!


[Maddox is up but so is Blair the two battle it out outside the ring. Withers collects himself and climbs the ladder. He unlatches the pot of gold.]


*Ding Ding Ding Ding*


Frank Salazar: Here is your winner...ALLLEEEEX WIIITHHHERS!!

[Withers holds up the pot but it slips out of his hands and a yellow smelly substance comes crashing down on ring announcer Frank Salazar soaking him from head to toe. As Blair and Maddox fight to the back and EMTs help Bennett, Withers holds the pot up. Suddenly the disembodied voice pops up on the SWATtron 2k.]


Disembodied Voice (Radu): Haha. Very good match. Hope you enjoyed your gift Alexander. Now nobody can say you don't have a pot to piss in..hahaha 


[Withers throws the pot at the screen but misses.]


Andrew Fulton: I've heard of hitting the showers after a match but Salazar took that to a whole new level.


Jeremy Tucker: Would you stop? We'll be right back after this message.


Andrew Fulton: What..golden showers..get it?


Jeremy Tucker: Yes we got it. Actually Frank got it. Luck of the Irish will continue!

[paulblair]

[ Cameras go to the back where Paul Blair is standing with a big grin on his face. Israel Steele is alongside him - both men are chuckling to themselves. A SWAT reporter comes up next to them to see what is going on. Blair stops talking to Israel and pulls his shades down a bit with a look of disgust on his face. ]

Reporter: I am standing here with Paul Blair, Paul, let's take a look at what happened just a little bit ago.

[ Camera pans back to earlier in the night as Blair comes out from under neath the ring. Then we watch as he Blairkicks Mike Maddox and both men go flying off the ladder. As the highlights end we watch as Blair and Maddox slug it out in the back.

As we come back to the present time, Blair now has some ice on his shoulder and is acting as if he can barely hold his arm up. Israel seems to be asking how it is. ]

Reporter: What do you have to say yourself Paul? What made you come down to the ring and interfere like that? Mike Maddox had that match won and you basically cost him a big win tonight ---

[ Blair suddenly snaps his fingers at the reporter. Israel jumps from behind as if he is going to toss the reporter around. The reporter stops and Blair begins to speak ]

Blair: Easy big man. This peon does not know what he is saying or who he is talking to obviously. What do I have to say for myself?

[ Blair begins to laugh hysterically ]

Blair: I say it seems to be a bad day for Mike Maddox. As for what made me come down there and do that? Let's just say I did that for the Bro Code. Earlier in the week, Calum took out one of my Bro Code members in a different arena. So I obviously had to exact some revenge. The difference Calum is that I left your guy able to walk. Why did I leave him without the true beat down - simply put I want him to sit there and watch as I beat you within an inch of your life - and I want Maddox to know, that there is not a damn thing he can do about it.

[ The ice pack falls off Blair's shoulders and Israel picks it back up. ]

Reporter: SO it appears that you came up with some injuries of your own here tonight in that brawl. Will you be ready for your match with Calum?

[ Blair looks at him with disgust again ]

Blair: Will I be ok? What do you think? I mean sure Maddox was able to get some hits in on me and after all the brawling I have already done with Morgan in the past few days but I am still standing and I will be ready to go. Make no mistake, Calum Morgan your ass belongs to the Ruler.

[ Israel whispers something to Blair ]

Blair: Exactly Izzy. Morgan, this Best of 5 Series is going to be over before it really even begins because after I beat you here in a few moments I will be up 2-0 and then you will have no chance. There is no way you can beat the Ruler in 3 straight so your only hope is that you beat me tonight, but something tells me that you will need Mike Maddox if you think you can beat me.

[ Blair pauses with a grin again ]

Blair: So what did I do? I took out your buddy. The fix is in Calum. Tonight it will all be for nothing. You have no friends, I am sure these losers in the stands will be booing you and you are facing the Ruler. Face facts that is 0 for 3, for the Voice of the Voiceless - but do not fear anything Calum. Just know this, you are going to play a very important role in the wrestling business. You are a loser, just like each and everyone of the peons and peons of peons out there in those stands.

[ Blair stops to soak in the boos that can be heard from the arena. Calum chants can be heard throughout the building. Blair laughs even more now. ]

Blair: That is right sheep. Chant for your hero. Calum! Calum!

Israel: Calum! Calum!

[ Blair suddenly stops ]

Blair: Thanks to everyone out here. All of you gave us back here the correct answer to the question, "Who is the biggest loser of them all?"

[ Blair puts his hands up to his ears as if he is listening to the crowd. The crowd is now chanting for Calum even more. ]

Blair: Oh you peons. It is ok though because your hero is playing his greatest role ever. He will be playing the role of the loser, a role everyone here is well familiar with in their own lives. But do not worry, the world needs loser. Without losers, how would we know the winners? How could people like myself succeed if not for the world having such losers as Calum? So thank you Calum - and thank you Mike Maddox - for being just as big of losers as all of these peons here tonight.

[ The reporter just looks confused at all of the things coming out of Blair's mouth. ]

Reporter: Some big words from Paul Blair tonight. Will he be able to back up his words with his actions here later tonight? We will find ----

[Blair interrupts him ]

Blair: How dare you try to cut me off. I am not finished. Calum tried to stop the camera crews from seeing me this week so no one got to hear from me, so now you will all listen to me. Calum I will make this as quick as I can for you because I know that you are not familiar with words that are longer than about 5 letters.

[ Blair pauses and then uses his fingers to count the letters in following words ]

Blair: L-O-S-E-R. 5 letters. I-D-I-O-T 5 letters. I could keep going but I won't because your attention span might not be able to take it. Anyways, Calum I have patiently waited for months for this to finally happen. Do you remember when you and I were Bro Code? Do you remember when we dominated the tag scene all those many months ago? Because I do.

I remember as you and myself were tossing team after team after team out of our way. we dominated the tag scene. We only did tag team matches because you needed my back up. You needed someone with you because let's face it, you weren't then and you aren't now man enough to do your dirty work by yourself. That's the difference between you and I. You always need back up. Yes I have the Bro Code but we don't need the others to win, we just have each other there to make sure no one else interferes.

[ The reporter seems to give a confused look to the cameras. Israel taps Blair on the shoulder and he stops ]

Blair: You got something to say tough guy?

Reporter: Well, no. I mean it is just that you seem to always have people in your matches that somehow interfere during each other's matches.

[ Blair is now seeming to be upset by the reporter but he is trying his best to stay calm. ]

Blair: Oh is that how you see it? Well I don't remember asking for your opinion....

Reporter: But you just did like 5 seconds ago....

[ Now Israel seems ready to take out the reporter. Blair begins to hold him back ]

Blair: Easy big man. He is not worth it. He is just trying to get us riled up. It is not going to work though. You are probably sent here by Calum but I will not take the bait.

[ Blair finally seems to have calmed down Israel for a moment and continues ]

Blair: Ok, let's wrap this up so this peon will be out of our business. You want Calum to win and so do all these idiots here tonight. So it will be a sad day for all of you because losers lose and winners win. All those months ago, you left me high and dry when you bailed on the Bro Code. Why do you think that this will be any different? You think that you have what it takes to be a winner now? Sorry Bro, but you will always be a loser to me. Now you

[ Blair is pointing to the reporter ]

Blair: Get out of my business. We will see Calum in that ring tonight.

[ Camera pans out as Blair and Israel leave the back area. ]

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker : We are back, and coming up now, we have four newcomers to SWAT. Each making their debuts here all against each other.

Andrew Fulton : Will someone here rise thru the ranks and make their name in SWAT! Will some fade off into obscurity like so many who have come and gone before them.

Jeremy Tucker : Time will tell my friend, but i have high hopes and expectations for a couple of these guys.

[The music starts to a dark arena with a pulse that matches the music. Suddenly deep purple lights come on and out struts Cox. He pauses at the top of the ramp and plays to the fans for a second. BOOM! A line of purple pyro shoots from the ground. He starts to walk down the ramp slowly, stopping to take pictures with women and kissing all babies in his path. When he gets the ring he continues walking around acknowledging the fans, all the way back around to the steel stairs. He makes his way up the steps, stopping at the middle of the ropes facing the fans. He looks around with a more subtle smile now, turning to the ring with a more serious face before entering and loosening up while his music comes to an end. ]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! Introducing first ... hailing from Houston, Texas and coming in at 6’1 and 220 pounds ... ROBBIE COX!!!

["The Beautiful People" begins to play as the lights go out and smoke fills the arena, the lights come back on and Kyle Anderson walks out, stretching his arms out before beating his chest and making his way to the ring. As he enters the ringside area, he climbs up the turnbuckle and stretches his arms out, hoping into the ring and waiting for his opponent.]

Frank Salazar : Now introducing, hailing from Manchester, England and coming in at 6’2 and 217 pounds ... KYLE ANDERSON!!!

The place goes dark before an image appears on screen


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He is also accompanied by a creey little girl named Teri who is always covered in blood



Frank Salazar : Hailing from parts unknown, coming in at 6’11 and 325 pounds ... JOHN REAPER!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Wow. Get a load of THIS guy.

Andrew Fulton : When you think you have seen it all.

[Every light in the arena goes out, plunging the entire building into darkness. The opening strains of music gently float through the air. Spotlights bathe the entrance ramp in pulsing white and purple lights.



As the music picks up in speed, young men in feathery skirts and boas dance down the aisle, carrying baskets of flowers, which they toss down onto the ground.



As the music intensifies, DRAMA emerges from the back, arm and arm with Miss Violet. The two flamboyant characters stand together, basking in the moment. DRAMA throws his arms to the sides, letting his elaborate robe be seen by all. He then takes a bow, arms swirling in a flourish as he stands back up and the two make their way to the ring, spotlights following them in the darkness.



The pair walk together up onto the ring apron. DRAMA holds the ropes open for Miss Violet, who steps inside followed by the mysterious man. He again showcases his robe, which his valet removes from him, as the two stand in the purple spotlight. DRAMA stands in the center of the ring and throws his arms up as the houselights come back on.]

Frank Salazar : Now introducing, hailing from parts unknown and coming in at 6’3 and 255 pounds .... DRAMA!!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Ref calls for the bell and this one is under way ... Kyle Anderson charges DRAMA but is met with a hard right hand, Cox and Reaper hook up, and the larger Reaper throws Cox across the ring. Cox bounces back to his feet and knife edge chop, no effect on the big Reaper. Another chop and Reaper grabs Cox by the throat with both hands and lifts him up in the air, Cox goes to the eyes of the big man and bulldogs him down to the mat.

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA with a snap jab on Anderson, then another, he ducks an attempted clothesline and connects with a swinging neckbreaker.

Jeremy Tucker : DRAMA then throws Anderson out of the ring and he topples right into Reapers girl Teri. What’s with the blood Fulton?

Andrew Fulton : Don’t ask me, that’s creepy as Fuck.

Jeremy Tucker : Anderson looks down on her and isn’t sure what to do, she seems hurt from him landing on her and he is looking at her blood covered face and he is a bit freaked.

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA grabs Cox in a side headlock, and Reaper advances on them both, but DRAMA distracts him, telling him to look out the ring at Teri.

Jeremy Tucker : Reaper see’s his girl on the mat and Anderson above her and he snaps, and slides out of the ring, grabs Anderson and powerbombs him into the ring apron!

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA with a hammerlock slam on Cox.

Jeremy Tucker : Cox rolls out of the way of a rolling kneedrop, then delivers a Cactus clotheline to DRAMA. Robbie Cox stays on DRAMA and plants him with a devastating Piledriver.

Andrew Fulton : Wow! I like this Robbie Cox, are you familiar with his other work Jerry?

Jeremy Tucker : What ‘other work’?

Andrew Fulton : He is a former adult film star, surely you have seen his stuff.

Jeremy Tucker : Don’t be absurd. Cover by Cox on DRAMA .....

One .....

Two .......

Th ... Reaper breaks the count.

Andrew Fulton : Well, i have seen many of his movies, and let me tell you Jerry, he can GO! Step aside Rocco Sefridi, Robbie Cox is in the house!

Jeremy Tucker : Rocco who? Who does he wrestle for? That doesn’t surprise me at all Fulton that you would know this guy. Reaper hoists Robbie up by the throat and plants him with a huge Choke Slam.

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA getting back to his feet, and Reaper plants him with a chokeslam too!

Jeremy Tucker : Reaper is just too big and strong for these guys. He covers DRAMA.

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

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

Kyle Anderson breaks the count with a frog splash!

Andrew Fulton : Kyle Anderson with the cover on Reaper.

One ......

Two .... Robbie Cox breaks the count.

Jeremy Tucker : DRAMA with a tilt a whirl back breaker on Robbie Cox.

Andrew Fulton : Reaper charges at DRAMA, but DRAMA back body drops him over the top to the outside.

Jeremy Tucker : Kyle Anderson making his way to his feet, and DRAMA telling him, lets team together against Robbie. Anderson agree’s and delivers a flatliner on Robbie, DRAMA Fake Superkick, Robbie covers up, DRAMA hits a kick to exposed midsection followed by DDT and DRAMA instructs Anderson to go up to the top. Anderson on the top rope ... Elbow drop from Kyle Anderson, NO! Robbie Cox rolls out of the way.

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA Rolls Robbie out with Reaper then grabs Kyle and smashes him with a package piledriver ....

Jeremy Tucker : Kill your darlings! Anderson in a world of hurt. On the outside Cox nails Reaper with the Purple Rain!!! (pedigree)

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA with the cover on Kyle .....

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

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

THREE!!!!

Andrew Fulton : DRAMA WINS! DRAMA wins his debut in SWAT!

Jeremy Tucker : Top showing by all these guys, SWAT is looking up with wrestlers like these knocking down our doors.

Frank Salazar : Winner of the match ... DRAMA!!!

["Miracles" by Two Steps From Hell hits and DRAMA and Miss Violet make their way up the ramp, pleased with the win, Robbie Cox glares at them as they exit and then crotch chops the blood faced Teri and winks at her, mouthing something about call me as we fade.]

[BlazeFNfreya]

-Our scene opens up to show the aftermath of Drama’s huge debut victory over three other newbies to the federation. We zoom out to reveal it’s playing on a flatscreen TV in the locker room of none other than Blackpool’s finest, Blaze Freya! She laughs hysterically, now having stripped off the see-through top she was wearing over her black sports bra in her match earlier on the show. She takes a deep breath, then laughs some more, letting her hair down as she lowers her stylish shades enough to raise one eyebrow at us, her icy blue eyes filled with joy which is hidden behind the dark glasses whilst she sits comfortably on her black sofa-


Blaze Freya: Oh, how it all comes full circle in SWAT! I fuckin’ love it! I’m sure you all thought since I didn’t have the happy ending we all saw Drama enjoying just now that I must be here simply to help others reach their goals, right? You probably thought I was some enhancement talent sent here to get torn apart by mean girls like Marie n’ never truly earn any opportunities to escape the lower midcard! -Shakes her head furiously and scoffs- WELL!? -Spreads her arms out wide- What do ya think of me now, babies!? What did you think of Marie Caedes FINALLY getting what she was begging for by coming out n’ ruining my chances of making an impact show after show after show!? Did you like it? Dislike it? Love it or hate it? -Shrugs- To be quite honest, I don’t care what any of you think. That’s what separates me from most of the wrestlers on this roster. I’m not gonna pander to you people, I’m not gonna go out of my way to make you like me or even not like me, I’m gonna do what the fuck I wanna do n’ you can do the same. Marie went out of her way to humiliate me, some would say: “This is where you take the high road and show her how to be a better sport.” But no, I wasn’t about to just let her leave knowing I was the better woman between us. I wanted her to leave with her head hung low after being brutally beaten n’ embarrassed by the hands of a woman she’ll never be good enough to get revenge on. She’s more than welcome to try, don’t get me wrong. However, if she does try, she’ll fail again. It wasn’t some fluke victory, I didn’t get lucky, I bested her one on one fair and square.

-She removes her shades, carelessly tossing them over her shoulder before she clasps her hands together and leans forward, tilting her head at us like she could sense what we were all thinking-

Blaze Freya: So where do I go from here, eh? Now that I’ve put a certain dumb bitch in her place, where to from where I am right now? If I were stupid, I’d say it’s right to the top with no worries at all... -Taps her index finger on the side of her head- I’m not stupid, though. I am going to the top, no doubt in my mind but there is a lot to worry about along the way. I gotta worry about who to target next, who might target me next n’ who already has targeted me n’ I gotta be ready for anything to happen at any given time. I may appear calm, cool n’ collected but if an entire stable of angry masked men barged in through the door right now I wouldn’t be surprised because I’m ready for ANYTHING! I want a shot at championship gold, my babies. I’d like to go right into contention for one of those shiny, beautiful titles I’ve been lusting over ever since I first arrived here… It isn’t up to me, though. Ultimately it’s up to whoever the hell decides when people deserve championship matches, I don’t know who it is I’m just sayin’! Do I think I deserve a championship match? Absolutely I do. Will I be upset if I don’t get one right away? Nope… I’ll do what I’ve always done n’ keep fighting, keep working for what I want until I get it! I’m not gonna cry, bitch or moan about where I believe I should be on the card of the next show! I’m gonna work better, more consistently and more passionately than anyone else in line for the spot I want until there is no way to deny me that spot!

-Blaze stands up to her feet, stretching her arms out and rolling her shoulders a few times to loosen up, really letting that British charm takeover the scene as she goes to speak again-

Blaze Freya: In other news… Shootfighter, I’m gonna smack you like a bitch for treating Fulton like that. He was doing his job n’ you should’ve stuck to doing yours as well, instead you pushed it and made an enemy out of me, someone who admires Andrew for the hard work he does for this company, someone who isn’t so desperate to make their self relevant that they feel the need to bully an innocent commentator! … It baffles me how we have an entire women’s division n’ STILL you’re the biggest bitch here! Not even a minute ago I was wondering who I’d target next n’ who would target me, this n’ that, blah blah blah… Now I know. It’s you, it’s the entire Bully Club, also known as The Fairtex Dynasty! I want gold, I want better competition and I want guys like Andrew Fulton to be comfortable doing their jobs. I’m gonna bring you Fairies down one by one even if I have to do it by my damn self! Who knows, maybe I’ll get everything I want by targeting you? I mean, Olympia is the PAN AM Champion, right? Maybe I’ll target her first, get my gold, then come after the rest of ya? -Chuckles and bites her bottom lip seductively- Maybe not, maybe I’ll come for all of you at once with a steel chair in hand. The wonderful thing about being me, is only I know when I’m coming. You’ll all have to wait n’ find out the hard way. One thing you should know is I won’t be coming when you expect it. And every time you don’t expect it, oh boy, you better get ready for a beat down.

-Freya winks at us as she pops her knuckles and smiles brightly, saying the rest of her peace before leaving us to wonder when we’ll see her again just like The Fairtex Dynasty will be after seeing this message-

Blaze Freya: I’ll see you soon, Fairies. Watch yourselves, since we all know the viewers don’t.

-Our scene fades to black after the hard shots taken at The Shootfighter and his gang. Will Blaze Freya put a stop to their lawlessness, or will she become another victim of theirs? Find out! ONLY on SWAT!-

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(Olympia is warming up for her match with Wildcat Lynn Brewster when the door opens and Katie Moss enters the lockerroom.)

Katie Moss: "Olympia a word about what Blaze Freya just said about the actions about The Shootfighter and The Fairtex Dynasty."

Olympia: "First off I didn't hear what she said about The Shootfighter or The Fairtex Dynasty since I was here warming up for my match with Wildcat Lynn Brewster. Second I didn't see what The Shootfighter and The Fairtex Dynasty did so can you fill me in."

Katie Moss: "Blaze Freya put everyone in the Fairtex Dynasty and The Shootfighter including you on notice that she's coming after all of you."

Olympia: "Really. I thought The Shootfighter retired years ago."

Katie Moss: "I don't think she realizes it."

Olympia: "So why did she want to target The Shootfighter."

Katie Moss: "He slapped Andrew Fulton and made him cry."

Olympia: "Is that it. She didn't appreciate The Shootfighter slapping Andrew Fulton. They're both men and Blaze Freya didn't like The Shootfighter slapping him."

Katie Moss: "Yes that's it. She called you and all the Fairtex Dynasty a Bully Club."

Olympia: "Bully Club. I'm just wondering how many times guys slapped each other on the head or for that matter on the butt. How many guys slapped each other on the shoulder or any other part of the body."

Katie Moss: "Plenty of times."

Olympia: "So are they considered bullies."

Katie Moss: "No."

Olympia: "So what's her true problem."

Katie Moss: "I don't know."

Olympia: "Maybe I can give a possible answer. She wants attention and will do anything to get it because of some of the things Marie Caedes did to her. It's obvious that she finally got her revenge but that wasn't enough for her. So she decided to use Andrew Fulton as an excuse to get the attention she so craves."

Katie Moss: "She did target you and the SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Championship."

Olympia: "So you mentioned. Seriously if she wanted a shot at my title I would have been glad to give her a title match. Then there's the promoters and higher ups who would have to truly grant it and the contract details would be ironed out and the papers signed before we step through those ropes to settle issues. Whatever they are."

Katie Moss: "She seems determined to make The whole Fairtex Dynasty sweat out her threat including you."

Olympia: "You know what my father once told me about competitors getting into my head when it comes to either competing on the mats or in the ring."

Katie Moss: "What was that."

Olympia: "He told me the samething my sensei told me and that was don't let anyone get into your head no matter what. That's exactly the approach I'm taking in all my matches and my father should know since he was a wrestler. You know who The Shootfighter was constantly calling out."

Katie Moss: "Your father."

Olympia: "Yeah it was over a quarter century ago when they had their first and only meeting which my father defeated him. Anyway I'm not going to let anything anyone says distract my focus and tonight or any night I'm wrestling. That's what I was taught and that's the approach I always take towards my matches and no one's going to get into my head."

Katie Moss: "I wish you luck in your match and any future title defenses."

Olympia: "Thanks for your support.....USA!.....NUMBER ONE!......HURRAH!"

(She leaves the lockerroom.)

Katie Moss: "I guess things are going to get interesting. back to you guys."

(The scene slowly fades to black.)

[BlazeFNfreya]

Hello there, Olympia glad to have your attention…

-We fade in on the sexy Brit once again, catching her just as she was exiting the shower with only a white towel to cover herself up. She smirks and winks flirtatiously at us sending chills down our spines. Something tells us, though, that the wink was meant for Olympia and not us, the viewers-

Blaze Freya: You say I won’t get inside your head but you felt the need to immediately respond to my insulting words with what? An interview? Really? C’mon, you can do better than that, right?

Almighty Olympia is more than just a few dodgy answers to some hard hitting questions, am I wrong? Or are you really so frightened by me that all you could do was try your best to make excuses for the others around you rather than firing back at what I said to YOU -Laughs hysterically- I don’t think you’re ready for me, O. I don’t think you would willingly give me a shot at your title even if it were up to you. I know your type, you talk your way around the question instead of actually giving a clear answer.

Did I say you were all bullies because of some retired Shootfighter? No. No, I didn’t. I guess you were too busy doing jumping jacks to hear that part but I said you were a bully club because you pick on innocent workers such as commentators and announcers. I’ve slapped the taste out of more wrestlers mouths than you could possibly imagine, I have nothing against that. However, I don’t go around hitting my finisher on cameramen or fans, it’s cowardly and it’s uncalled for!

Funny you’d say I’m doing this all for attention, I said he slapped Fulton all for attention. I guess you missed that part too, eh? You wouldn’t rip me off, would ya, O? -Giggles- No, of course not. If you ripped me off, you might actually be good at what you do. We all know you aren’t, so there’s no way you’re copying me. Olympia, you’ll know when I want to get in your head cos’ I’ll be in there… I’ll surprise you with a boot to the face or deliver my signature TORN every time you turn a corner until you can’t walk through these halls without thinking of me! -Runs her fingers through her long, wet ravenous hair- I’ll target everything you love, your father, your sensei, whether they’re alive or dead I’ll target them however I can just to fuck with you mentally. You think you know my game, you think you know what I’ll do next n’ that is your biggest mistake, O. I could tell you exactly what my game was, exactly what I was going to do next n’ you still wouldn’t know for sure. If I tell you I’m coming around the corner after you, you better check every single corner before you walk around it because the moment you don’t, the moment you think I couldn’t possibly mean that one, that’s the one I’ll come around and knock you into the next pay per view where I’ll be taking your title!

I had a rough start, yeah. It helped toughen me up enough to hit you harder than you’ve ever been hit before! So, enjoy all the interviews that don’t end with me beating you into a bloody puddle on the floor, there won’t be many after I decide it’s time to strike. You’re playing MY game now, bitch! I choose when you speak, I choose when you rise n’ when you fall and, sweetheart… It’s gonna be a long way down from where you are. You can pretend you didn’t listen to and study every word I said, I know you did. I can feel it n’ quite honestly, it arouses me, Olympia. Your fear turns me on like no man ever could. -Lowers her towel slightly just to tease us- I’m going to enjoy every second of it before I turn you into a pile of flesh and bones in the centre of the ring! Now, go ask Katie Moss to interview you about THAT since you apparently need someone to walk you through your own responses you quivering little coward!

-We fade out as Freya snarls at us, spinning around and dropping her towel completely but our screen kills our vibe, going black before we can catch a glimpse of her nude body. What will Olympia think of this? What does Blaze have in store for her? Stay tuned to find out!-

[SWAT Team]

Nimbooda Nimbooda hits and Rajiv Khan drives down the rampway to the ring in his taxi, he toots the horn and gestures for fans leaning over the railing for a high five to get out of the way.

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! Introducing first, hailing from Mumbai India, coming in at 5,10 and 209 pounds ... RAJIV KHAN!!!

And introducing his opponent, hailing from the Depths of Hell! Coming in at 6’5 and 235 pounds ... PSYCHOTIC GOTH!!!!!

[Evil green mist bellows out of the ring entrance as a woman screams and Psychotic Goth laughing maniacally as "Welcome To Your Death" by Annihilator plays and Vampira leads Psychotic Goth to ringside in chains while holding Psychotic Goth's homemade weapon. He ignores the ringsiders and stops at the ring for Vampira to unlock the chains and Psychotic Goth rubs his wrists hard as he climbs the ringsteps and enters the ring and stands in his corner. He slowly takes off his trenchcoat and jewelry before he lowers his head and raises his arms before throwing his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks looking and snarling like a demonic maniac crazed and intimidating as he is given his homemade weapon and he caresses it before placing it in his corner for Vampira to hold until it's time for Psychotic Goth to use it.]

The match starts with Psychotic Goth standing only inches from Khan. The ref calls for the bell and neither make a move.

Jeremy Tucker: At the moment I would say that Psychotic Goth has the size advantage in this match, which puts Khan in a bad situation right now.

Andrew Fulton: At the moment? The match has literally JUST started Jerry.. Goth seems to tower over Khan plus Goth has an incredible reach, which helps when he wants to throw those right hands.

Just as Khan goes to throw a punch, Goth blocks it and starts opening up with a bunch of right hands on Khan. Goth pushes him against the ropes and Khan ducks the attempted clothesline, hits the other ropes but Goth counters with a huge hip toss into a falling neck breaker. Goth then hits a running leg drop across the neck of Khan and goes for the cover…

1…….

2…

Kickout!

Goth gets right back on his feet and brings Khan with him by the hair. Goth lands a head butt, then an uppercut to the throat that sends Khan into the ropes. He slings back to Goth, who goes for a hand and nails it. He goes for another but Khan counters with a few rights of his own. They have no impact on Goth as he gives Khan a kick to his feet. Khan takes his time as he seems a bit out of it.

Jeremy Tucker: Khan is being dominated in the ring right now, his punches had no effect on Psychotic Goth at all.

Psychotic Goth greets Khan with a hard clubbing blow to the back to send him back to one knee. Goth gets him up to both feet and measures his next move. He takes a bit too long as Khan nails a spinning back kick out of nowhere that sends Goth down to the mat on his back. Khan hooks the near leg…

1…

2..

Kickout!

Khan takes a few seconds to get up. Psychotic Goth gets up pretty quick although he is holding the side of his head. Before he can take notice of where he is and Khan is, Khan runs at Goth and nails a flying lariat. Goth goes down to the mat but gets right back up. He runs at Khan full speed but Khan ducks him. Goth hits off the ropes and Khan lands a back body drop. Goth shoots back up and is sent back down with a roundhouse kick to the head. Goth goes for a cover…

1…….

2…

Kickout!

Andrew Fulton: That’s two near falls on Psychotic Goth! Rajiv Khan is showing a lot of heart here fighting back, I think these people thought it was going to be a short match, but Khan still has some fight left in him.

Khan gets up slow due to some fatigue. Psychotic Goth takes a few moments to get up as his head must be ringing. Khan sees and opening and lands a few quick punches. Goth then opens with a few of his own that send Khan back to the corner. Goth then opens with rights and big upper cuts. Goth looks to bury the elbow into Khan’s throat but Khan catches it and dodges and Goth then falls into the corner. Khan goes to the opposite corner and charges Goth with full speed and splashes him in the corner. Goth wobbles out of the corner right to Khan, who nails a hard DDT on the mat as Goth is planted like a bench post.

With Goth down, Khan heads to the top rope. Goth starts to stir as Khan gets to his feet and is looking for a moonsault. He lunges off the top rope but Goth catches him on his shoulder and lands a power slam in the middle of the ring with such force the ropes shake violently. Goth goes for the quick cover…

1…….

2…

Kickout!

Jeremy Tucker: Khan’s momentum stopped instantly there, what impact. I’m amazed he even kicked out of that.

Andrew Fulton: Khan showing a lot of resilience here tonight.

Psychotic Goth goes to pick Khan up by the hair but he nails a toe kick to the head of Goth that knocks him down somewhat for a moment. Goth comes back to get him again but Khan nails a drop toe hold to bring Goth down on his stomach. Khan locks in a triangle choke. The ref gets down to the mat right in the face of Psychotic Goth to see if he quits. Khan applies move and more pressure to the head and neck area of Psychotic Goth. The veins in his forehead and face protrude out and his face starts to turn a dangerous red.

Psychotic Goth goes to reach for the ropes but can’t seem to reach. He tries a little harder but it's just impossible. The ref continues to see if he quits but nothing. Goth starts to fade and the ref drops his hand for ONE. Khan screams out as it motivates him to apply more pressure. The ref drops his hand for TWO. The ref goes for a three but Goth’s arm shoots up like a cannon. Goth starts to muster a comeback. Khan’s hold starts to break up but not enough. Goth somehow gets to one knee with the hold still on. Then Goth gets to both feet with Khan still hanging on. Goth lifts him up and over the top rope and Khan hands hard on his back on the outside.

Goth takes a breather as Khan is in serious pain on the outside. Goth goes over the top rope to the outside and picks Khan up in a bear hug. Goth then charges the wrong post and crashes his back into the ring post.

Jeremy Tucker: What an impact! I don't care how strong you are, that will break you in half. I hate to say it but Khan is done here folks!

The ref goes to the outside to try and restore some order but Goth doesn’t care. He picks Khan up and tosses him into the ring. He follows as does the ref. Goth goes for yet another cover…

1…….

2…..

Kickout!

Jeremy Tucker: Where is he getting this from? How does he keep kicking out of everything?

Psychotic Goth tries to keep his composure as he gets up and signs for the chokeslam. Goth stalks Khan from behind like he has done on others in the past. Khan turns around and ducks it just as Goth was about to nail him with it. Goth quickly turns around and is greeted with a hard back hand chop, then another as he tries to get some distance between him and Goth. Once Khan gets enough distance Khan takes a step back. Goth makes a move forward to get him but walks right into a superkick to the chin. Goth goes down like a tree. Khan hooks the far leg…

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2..

Kickout!

Khan gets a look of frustration on his face. Goth gets up slowly and he stumbles towards Khan and he takes advantage of the lack of balance by Psychotic Goth and nails an arm drag takedown. Goth gets up again but khan hits the same move. Khan then gets Goth up and looks for a scoop slam but Goth counters and gets Khan off his shoulder and right into a chokeslam grip. Goth chokes the life out of Khan with his hand for a few seconds. An intense look comes over his face as his eyes almost seem to burst out of his head. He chokes him so much he goes down to both knees. Khan then quickly counters that into a fireman’s carry and sends Goth to the mat. Goth gets right back up more furious than ever. He charges at Khan and nails a flying clothesline.

Psychotic Goth shoots right up and nails a running neckbreaker to follow up the clothesline. This time Khan does not get up so easily but he uses the ropes. Goth walks over to him but Khan quickly counters anything he can do into a hot shot off the top rope. He then hits the ropes and nails a running bulldog. Khan goes for the cover…

1…….

2…..

Kickout!

Andrew Fulton: Khan almost had him there! I think Khan might just pull off the biggest upset in wrestling history here tonight, must be the new theme song, i dig it.

Khan waits for Goth to get up as he seems to have a second wind and the crowd behind him. Goth gets to his feet, turns around, and Khan goes for another super kick but Goth catches the kick and then counters with a HUGE one arm chokeslam to the mat. This buys some time for Goth, he waits for Khan to get up, and when he does, Khan charges to Goth but Goth catches Khan and gets his head right between his legs and nails a piledriver in the middle of the ring. Psychotic Goth then turns Khan over and takes his forearm and presses it right against Khan’s face for the pin…

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2…..

Kickout!

Goth loses his composure and says the count should have been three. Goth puts his hand around the ref’s throat but as he does Khan tries to sneak behind Goth to get a backslide pin on Goth. But Goth sees what Khan is going for, and Goth drops the referee, and focuses on Khan. Khan realizes Goth isn’t as tired as he had thought he was, and is now realizing that he’s in a bad position. He backs up slowly as Goth stalks towards him, trying to tell Goth it was a mixup but Goth isn’t having any of it. Goth grabs hold of Khan and sends him into the ropes and hits a HUGE clothesline off the ropes! He immediately pulls Khan up and sets him up….

Jeremy Tucker: I think we’re seeing the end of Khan….perhaps permanently. Goth hoists him up on his shoulders ... GOTH TORTURE RACK!!! No one gets out of that and Rajiv is tapping, ITS OVER ITS OVER!!! GOTHI WINS!!!

[radu]

Guy in Audience: Rajiv Khan was robbed!

[SWAT Magazine Headline: Guy in Audience continues to say what we're all thinking.]

[New Issue of SWAT Magazine on sale at finer news stands (located in the Amazon) today~!]

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(The room is dark and hot and Vampira is standing in the middle of the room and Psychotic Goth is leaning on the wall banging his head laughing as he enjoys the pain.)

Vampira: "So SWAT Magazine's front story is of an alleged guy in the audience claiming that Rajiv Khan was robbed and that's considered a major headline in that shitty rag called a wrestling magazine."

(Psychotic Goth shoves himself off the wall and walks over to Vampira who stands beside him.)

Psychotic Goth: "So some drunken fan shouts accusations and everyone takes him seriously. Yet where is the proof of the alleged robbery. You claiming the referee's count was slow. I should also be claiming that accusation more than that drunken bitch. Was it because I was distracted by the referee and Rajiv Khan couldn't even execute a surprise roll up pinfall and he paid for it when I unleashed my wrath. Yet Rajiv Khan did try to impress me by taking me to the limit yet couldn't get beyond it. The proof was already there and it's unreviewable yet the official magazine attempts to create a scandal out of nothing."

(He bellows in ancient Gaelic.)

Psychotic Goth: "Yet where is the outcry when 'Time's Out' Alex Turner and 'Bitchylishus' is given a full photo spread because of one tournament victory. Why not those who are truly worthy such as Jonnie valentine's return to wrestling. Why not profiles of Blaze Freya or anyone else on the roster and yet some drunken idiot in the audience who was obviously paid by Radu or maybe it's Radu himself was involved."

(He giggles dementedly.)

Psychotic Goth: "Then there was the alleged interview that they scheduled with me but it was cancelled for that overrated muscle head with the big ego and his slutty wife with the life preserver for a chest 'Sluttylishus.' It's obvious why that occurred and rather obvious who was involved. Yes Joe Pesci was behind that along with his son in law Joey Morelli who paid off the magazine just to profile those two."

(He roars in ancient Gaelic.)

Psychotic Goth: "Do not worry the darkness is about to envelope you and SWAT. Darkness shall continue to grow as shall the evil that I shall unleash upon those who have wronged me. You shall see that I shall place curses on those who think they better than anyone else and think they can get away with screwing those worthy of being given attention."

(He laughs evilly.)

Psychotic Goth: "Wait until the next Battleground where you shall see where such trash is disposed of and what shall happen when my wrath is incurred. You shall see why the 'King of the Goths' should not be provoked. You shall see 'The Psychotic One' unleash his murderous instincts upon his opponent and you shall see the raging beast and tortured soul along with the ultimate savagery of 'Satan's Chosen Warrior' commit such carnage that you shall be wishing that you had just ignored the rantings of Radu Matei's paid stooge or Radu Matei himself and ignored the bribe Pesci gave the magazine to give 'Time Ran Out' Alex Turner and 'Whorylishus' wasted space."

(He roars in Gaelic.)

Psychotic Goth: "When shall this truly come to pass at Battleground. Only I shall know and only I shall unleash the darkness and curses and there shall be hell to pay. Thus I have spoken and thus it shall be done."

(The scene slaolwy fades to black.)

[SWAT Team]

(We return from commercials for rugby and soccer games, beer and ale commercials, Aer Lingus as well as for the Irish Bureau of Tourism before fading to ringside where ringside fans are holding signs that say "Avery blurts Blarney!," "Luck O' the La Fey!," "Daredevil's a lying cheating chicken!" and "Aer Linda!" before fading to Jeremy Tucker, Andrew Fulton and Dragonatrix at the broadcast table wearing headphones.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back to Battleground 13: Luck of the Irish coming to you from Dublin, Ireland. We're joined by my broadcast colleague Andrew Fulton and guest commentator Dragonatrix who at the last Battleground had to intervene in the post match brawl between 'Daredevil' Avery McCullen and 'Lucky' Linda La Fey."

Dragonatrix: "That's one of my duties and that's being an enforcer and that's to keep occasional order when I'm needed amongst my duties."

Andrew Fulton: "You shouldn't even be in SWAT anymore since that incompetent GM Lynn Brewster isn't in charge anymore."

Dragonatrix: "Really."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah she's just any Amazon wrestler and figurehead GM, everyone knows Pesci calls the shots and that means you shouldn't be here and in Donald Trump's immortal words 'YOU'RE FIRED!"

Dragonatrix: "Let's just say that I have an iron clad contract which allows me to continue with my duties in various capacities including commentating and keeping the SWAT Amazon roster to it's itinerary and I'm liason between the higher ups and the SWAT Amazons roster."

Andrew Fulton: "Doesn't mean a thing."

Dragonatrix: "That's not what my attorney's say and believe me if I sued SWAT over my being let go for any excuse. I would own SWAT and that would mean your ass is mine pervert."

Jeremy Tucker: "She may have a point. Getting back to this match 'Daredevil' Avery McCullen and 'Lucky' Linda La Fey were one of the hottest and well oiled tag teams in SWAT."

Andrew Fulton: "Second only to Chianti a much more superior team I might add."

Dragonatrix: "Chianti was slapped together by Joe Pesci as an excuse to give his son in law, Joey Morelli, something to do since he's a do nothing anyway. If he was training under me I would have drove him so hard he would have been wishing he didn't step into the ring. Believe me The Hired Killers, whom I trained are more of a well oiled machine."

Andrew Fulton: "They lost to Chianti."

Dragonatrix: "They cheated as usual."

Andrew Fulton: "You forget spoiled sport that Chianti is in an exclusive XHF group."

Dragonatrix: "One stinking Anzac Cup victory doesn't mean they have the right to brag if the other elite teams are kicking their asses all over the place. So we'll see what happens there won't we Fulton."

Andrew Fulton: “We already did last show when they defeated The Hired Killers.”

Jeremy Tucker: "I agree with you Dragonatrix. Getting back to this match The Irish Rose Bombshells were a dominant tag team. They weren't afraid to face anyone in the ring in singles or tag team competition including former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion Jade."

Dragonatrix: "Jade feuded with both of them and she can attest to how tough they both are and they've proven to be quite formidable."

Andrew Fulton: "If they were so formidable why have they been on a losing streak lately. Admit it the end came when Linda cost Avery the chance to beat Jade a few months ago due to Kim's interference and Avery's eye was injured."

Dragonatrix: "First off Linda accidentally hit Avery and she apologized for it. Another thing I visited Avery in the hospital to check up on her eye condition and report back to Lynn Brewster to update her. Third I had a heart to heart talk with Linda and she was very truthful with me and I believed her story it was an accident. I also made sure Kim apologized for her part in that incident."

Andrew Fulton: "Which didn't resolve anything."

Dragonatrix: "Obviously not."

Jeremy Tucker: "Then there was the Anzac Cup and then the battle royal but last week's Battle of the Sexes is when everything truly exploded into all out open warfare culminating with not just with this match but Linda surprising Avery that she's getting a SWAT World heavyweight Championship Match against Radu Matei at the next Battleground."

Andrew Fulton: "Anyone thinking that Avery McCullen's not going to be pissed off doesn't even know what she's going to do to Linda."

Dagonatrix: "Nothing new there. This is going to be ugly from start to finish and these two will tear into each other making this an old fashioned barroom brawl."

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

Frank Salazar: "The following ccntest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. She comes in at 5'8" and weighs in at 131lbs. Please welcome 'Daredevil' Avery McCullen."

(The house lights go down, as pink, and blue spotlights go over the crowd. The Rumjacks - An Irish Pub Song 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. 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 looks over the crowd before hopping down, and removes the leather jacket she wears and waits for her opponent.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing from Dublin, Ireland also. She comes in at 5'5" and weighs in at 135lbs. She is the former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion. Please welcome 'Lucky' Linda La Fey."

("Linger Cranberries" plays and "Lucky" Linda La Fey storms ringside slapping the hands of the ringsiders who roar as she slides into the ring and mounts the top turnbuckle bellowing and beating her chest before hopping down glaring at Avery as she returns the glare.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Anyone who thinks this is going to be a love fest is going to be terribly disappointed."

Andrew Fulton: "We'll see who's Irish eyes will be smiling on the winner."

Dragonatrix: "The way these two women were glaring at each other it’s no love fest. It's going to be an all out brawl an all out Irish style brawl."

Jeremy Tucker: "The bell rings and this match is underway. The two former tag team partners/friends now bitter enemies collide in the center of the ring and are throwing hard lefts with a vengeance. Linda whips Avery into the ropes and dropkicks her. She does it a second and a third time sending Avery out of the ring."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda bounds into the ropes and continues to gain steam before launching herself over the top rope and goes Aer Lingus on Avery wiping her out."

"Lucky" Linda La Fey: "ERIN GO BRAUGH!"

Ringsiders: "ERIN GO BRAUGH!"

Dragonatrix: "Linda's serious about teaching Avery a lesson on falsely accusing her of cheating and holding her back. She grabs a beer and drinks it before drinking some more and spitting in Avery's face before finishing it and wiping her mouth in satisfaction. She looks under the ring apron and grabs a steel rod and starts beating her with it."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda goes behind Avery and sits on her back as she places that rod near her throat and starts choking her as the referee starts to count....."

Dragonatrix: "This is a SWAT Amazons match and anything goes including ignoring the referee."

Jeremy Tucker: "Obviously. Linda rolls back into the ring to break the count up and then leaves to continue assault Avery with the steel rod as the referee resumes the count."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda has a wild look in her eyes as the referee warns her to give him the steel rod. Avery takes advantage of the distraction and takes her legs out from under her and starts grounding and pounding Linda with a vengeance."

Dragonatrix: "Linda turns Avery around and returns the ground and pound with one of her own with equal fury. They roll across the ring and pounding on each other and as they roll out of the ring and continue to brawl."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda whips Avery into the ring post and charges her with a clothesline. She whips Avery into the opposite ringpost, but Avery rolls out of the way of another clothesline. She bearhugs Linda and rams her repeatedly into the side of the ring."

"Daredevil" Avery McCullen: "HOW'S THAT FEEL YOU BITCH!"

Andrew Fulton: "That's showing her Avery. Avery whips Linda into the security guard railing and clotheslines Linda over it. She sommersault stomps onto Linda's chest."

Dragonatrix: "Now Avery snatches a fans beer and takes a break as she drinks some and drinks some more only to spit some in Linda's face for her doing it to her earlier. She finishes it and then wipes her mouth in satisfaction. She sets Linda up and suplex's her before helping her up and whipping her out of the seating area and onto the arena steps."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery face plants Linda onto those steps and her nose is busted open and she's bleeding. She scoops up Linda and bodyslams her with authority. Avery's taking her up the steps and it looks like they may be heading out of the arena. What do you think Joe Pesci was up to when he made that deal with Lynn Brewster."

Dragonatrix: "I don't know and I don't like it. Whenever that sleazebag says something and he smiles like he did it means only one thing and that he's up to no good. Believe me I'm going to warn Lynn about my suspicions."

Andrew Fulton: "She's going to lose her job as GM and we all know it."

Dragonatrix: "You'll love that won't you Fulton."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh I know I will. Meanwhile, Avery's teaching Linda a lesson that she's never going to forget. Avery whips Linda into the concourse barely avoid colliding with fans. She sets Linda up for a suplex but Linda blocks it and counters with a suplex of her own."

Dragonatrix: "Linda bodyslams Avery with authority and drops a knee to Avery's head. She finds a nearby trash receptacle and smashes her over the head repeatedly. Linda snatches another beer and drinks the whole thing and wipes her mouth with satisfaction."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda picks Avery up and smashes her head into the edge of the concession stand and Avery's head is cut badly and now Linda's biting her head making that cut worse."

"Lucky" Linda La Fey: "YOU TASTE LIKE SHIT MCCULLEN! HERE"S SOME CONDIMENTS TO MAKE YIU TASTE AND SMELL BITTER BITCH!"

Andrew Fulton: "That's uncalled for and undignified for someone who's supposed to be playing by the rules."

Dragonatrix: "Oh and if Avery did the same thing you'd approve of it."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah."

Dragonatrix: "Hypocrite."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda calls one of the fans over and lets him take a selfie of her grounding and pounding Avery. She whips Avery into the edge of the concourse and delivers a flying knee as other fans are taking selfies of themselves in the action. Linda delivers a running flying knee to Avery's face and now her nose is broken and she's bleeding."

Andrew Fulton: "That's completely uncalled for. Linda takes Avery back into the entranceway and smashes her head into the wall repeatedly. Linda attempts a bulldog but Avery pushes her off."

Dragonatrix: "Let no one say these two can't put on an entertaining brawl for the ringsiders in attendance."

Jeremy Tucker: “You're right about that. Avery clotheslines Linda who falls down the arena level stairs. Avery gets a running head start and launches herself off the steps onto Linda she got back to her feet."

Andrew Fulton: "Proving to everyone she's a true daredevil."

Dragonatrix: "A true daredevil doesn't run from a challenge like Avery did...."

(Andrew Fulton is about to say something but she cuts him off.)

Dragonatrix: "Both women are in a death grip as they roll down the steps as they continue to brawl. Avery winds up on top and mounts Linda grounding and pounding her. Avery grabs another beer and drinks it before demanding that a fan give her the photograph of herself and a pen for her to autograph it."

Avery McCullen: "DON'T FORGET TO TAKE THE SELFIE TO GO WITH IT! IT'S ON THE HOUSE!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Let no one say that these two don't appreciate their fans. Avery takes Linda down the steps and back to the ringside area. Linda counters with a series of elbows before smashing Avery's head into the security guard railing."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda finds a chair and smashes Avery in the head and back repeatedly with it. She pulls Avery over the security and then bearhugs her and rams her repeatedly into the security railing."

Dragonatrix: "Returning the favor I always say. Linda opens up a can of whoop ass on Avery before throwing her back into the ring unceremoniously. She goes under the ring apron and finds a spool of barbed wire and returns to the ring and unspools it and wraps it around Avery's face and head and pulls back real hard. The look on Linda's face is like a wild banshee."

Jeremy Tucker: "More like a crazed one. This gives new meaning to the term 'Bad Blood being spilled. Linda continues to tighten her grip on Avery's face with that barbed wire!"

"Lucky" Linda La Fey: "HOW'S IT FEEL TO SEED YOUR OWN BLOOD BITCH! THAT'S JUST THE START OF YOUR SUFFERING MCCULLEN!"

Andrew Fulton: "That's completely unfair to someone so gorgeous as Avery McCullen. Linda lets go and bounds into the ropes and baseball slide dropkicks her in the face. Avery's still in great pain and agony as she attempts to remove the barbed wire which Linda helps remove by ripping it off and Avery's screaming. Let's hope Avery's family is watching so they can retaliate for this injustice."

Dragonatrix: "Yeah that would be so typical stereotypical Irish won't it. Yeah real intelligent to say pervert. Linda leaves the ring and looks under the apron again and she finds a table and slides it in and sets it up in a corner. She attempts an Irish whip but Avery reverses it sending Linda hard into the table and Avery charges and Superman punches Linda. She finds the barbed wire and wraps it around her fist and whips Linda into the opposite corner and follows her in and Superman punches her again."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery running scoop powerslams Linda and hooks the leg....One.....Two.....Kick out by Linda."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda just barely got lucky and Avery is justifiably angry and complaining about a slow count. She whips Linda into the ropes and tilt-a-whirl backbreakers her before holding her in an over the knee backbreaker."

Avery McCullen: "GIVE IT UP LINDA! SAVE YOUR HONOR FOR YOUR FAMILY'S SAKE!"

Dragonatrix: "There's no chance in hell that's going to happen and Avery knows that. Linda kicks upwards at Avery's head and punches upwards forcing Avery to release the hold. Linda's slow to get up and Avery shakes off those kicks and punches before she diving clotheslines Linda back to the canvas. So far this match has lived up to the hype."

Jeremy Tucker: "That and more. Avery whips Linda into the corner and charges in attempting a third Superman punch but Linda dodges out of the way and Avery's fist smashes into the ringpost. Avery's screaming in pain since that arm and hand impacted hard and she's hurt. She opens up another can of whoop ass on Avery's chest and then to that injured hand and arm."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda hammerlocks that injured arm and delivers a running scoop powerslam of her own further damaging that arm and hand."

"Lucky' Linda La Fey: "I'M BILLING YOU AN ARM AND NOW DR. LA FEY'S GOING TO BILL YOU FOR THE LEG!"

Andrew Fulton: "She thinks she is a doctor? Now Linda's going after Avery's good leg."

Dragonatrix: "Linda lifts and slams Avery's knee down repeatedly before cinching in a knee bar. She has it in tight and Avery's yelling and screaming in pain but refuses to submit as she struggles to get to the ropes."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery continues to struggle to get to the ropes and finally gets a grip on the ropes. Linda waits until the last second enjoying the way she's hurting Avery before releasing the hold. She waits as Avery gets up and grabs her arm and cinches in a disarmer in the middle of the ring."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda has Avery in a bad way again. Avery again attempts to get to the ropes and Linda makes sure she's still in a bad position as the referee checks to see if she'll tap out which she won't do. Avery slowly inches towards the ropes and after much effort she barely gets a grip on the ropes. Once again Linda waits until the last moment before releasing the hold."

Dragonatrix: "By now it's known that Linda wants to tear Avery apart limb from limb. She sets Avery up and she powerbombs her before making the cover....One....Two....Th....No! Avery barely gets a shoulder up."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda whips Avery into the ropes and spears her hard. Avery rolls out of the ring with Linda in pursuit. She recovers the steel rod she had earlier and resumes beating her in the back and head before tossing her back into the ring unceremoniously."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda gets back onto the ring apron and she waits for Avery to get up and sunset flips over the ropes back into the ring. She grips Avery's waist in an attempt to roll her up for a pin but Avery hold onto the ropes. Avery feigns releasing the ropes and straddle sits on Linda before holding the ropes as the referee doesn't see it as he counts....One....Two....Three."

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 15minutes 'Daredevil' Avery McCullen."

Dragonatrix: "After accusing Linda of cheating look who just cheated t win."

Andrew Fulton: "All's fair in love and war. Avery taught Linda a lesson in how it feels be cheated."

Jeremy Tucker: "Regardless of the outcome Linda still receives her title shot at the winner of the Radu Matei Vs 'Timeless' Alex Turner. She'll be facing whoever wins."

Andrew Fulton: "Woever wins tonight will destroy Linda, if she couldn’t beat Avery, how does she stand a chance against Radu or Timeless."

Jeremy Tucker: "You never know Fulton, it could be.....ACK!"

(Dragonatrix wraps her arms around their throats and pulls them towards her as they struggle for air.)

Dragonatrix: "Listen guys. You shouldn't make doomsday predictions or even scenarios before they actually happen. So until these omens as Psychotic Goth would call them occur or even come to pass guys. Let's just stick to what we do best....Okay."

(She tightens her grips around their throats.)

Dragonatrix: "Okay."

Jeremy Tucker: "Sure...."

Andrew Fulton: "Sure toots....."

(Dragonatrix tightens her grip on both their throats.)

Andrew Fulton: "I mean sure I understand Dragonatrix."

(She releases them both and they take in big gulps of air.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Thanks."

Dragonatrix: "Welcome and don't say what you said again."

Jeremy Tucker: "Fine...."

(He recovers and regains his composer.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Well now that's been resolved. We like to thank Dragonatrix for joining us at the broadcast table for this match. Right now we have to take a break but we'll be back for more exciting action right after this."

(The scene slowly fades to black.)