New Years Nightmare 2020 (Show)

[SWAT Team]

[The SWAT Tron lights up. A couple hours before the show hits the airwaves. We see Frostbite leaning up against the ropes moments after the ring as been set up. He bounces off the ropes as if he is testing the ropes to see if they will hold up. After bouncing off a couple of times, he stops in the middle of the ring. He looks out at the empty arena and then towards the entrance. Frostbite takes off his black leather jacket as the lights in the arena are probably getting hot He places the jacket on the ropes to reveal that he has on a blue and white shirt that says Team SWAT on it, on the back of the shirt it is signed by Lynn Brewster, Psychotic Goth, Suzi Spitz, Johnnie Valentine and Frostbite. He looks down at his faded blue jeans and black steel toe boots. He shakes his head as he picks up his head with an intense look in his blue eyes. He starts to fire off rights and lefts in the air. As he is doing so, we see Andrew Fulton coming down the ramp wearing a SWAT polo shirt with tan slacks. He spots Frostbite in the ring throwing knee and elbow strikes In the air.

Frostbite back is toward the entrance way not paying any mind that Andrew Fulton is on his way down to the ring. Andrew climbs the steps and enters the ring. Frostbite gets ready to throw a swift kick in the air as he spins around and just about takes off Andrew head. He looks at Andrew shaking his head.]


Frostbite.. Dude, I almost took your head off. You do not need to sneak on people like that.

[Andrew is grabbing his chest.]

Andrew Fulton.. I am glad that you were able to stop.

Frostbite.. Why are you down here in the first place?

Andrew Fulton.. I saw you on the backstage monitors and I wanted to get an interview in with you before tonight's War Games.

[Frostbite walks over a near corner and sits up on a red turnbuckle. ]

Frostbite.. I do not know Andrew, you like to praise Paul and the KGB so much. You think they are the greatness thing to come along in years. You believe they are what is best for business. Please choose your words carefully because I do not have a problem dropping your ass in the middle of this ring and Jeremy Tucker might be doing the show by himself.

[Andrew looks around the arena.]

Frostbite.. What are you looking around to see if the KGB is around to give you a hand. Andrew you seem to be an intelligent enough guy. You should realize that Paul looks out for one person, himself. He does not care about you.

Andrew Fulton.. Look I just wanted to ask a few questions that is all. I am not out here to help the KGB to sneak attack you before War Games.

Frostbite.. Ask away then.?

Andrew Fulton.. First off I must say congrats on winning feud of the year. You and Paul went tooth and nail this year. He won a few and you did the same.

Frostbite.. Look that is something that was voted on by fans and management . I do not care about that award at all. It isa nice something to add to my trophy collection and all, but that is not most important thing. That is the mission has not been finished yet.

Andrew Fulton.. And that would be to burn this place to the ground.

Frostbite.. I knew you were a smart man.

Andrew Fulton.. All because Paul called you out.

Frostbite.. Nobody has ever and it did not matter what company I worked for, nobody ever said that Frostbite did not give it is all. Paul is the first one in my 17 years in this sport to do so, that fat bastard questioned my pride.

Look, I have told the world when Michael Maddox asked for me to be his partner I jumped at the chance to do so. Michael and I have been enemies and good friends, and maybe it was a bad judgement call on my part to get into the ring and not be 100 percent. Who in the hell in this sport really fights 100 percent all the time. Anybody in that locker room will tell you that is the nature of the beast. You wrestle hurt because your name is on the card and these people pay to see you fight and you want to give them their money's worth because they have a regular nine to five job and too let off some steam decide to come to the arena and cheer or boo for their favorite stars.

Another thing, we also have families to support and that is very important. So excuse me when Paul calls me out. Andrew I knew myself that Michael did not stand a chance of winning the tournament because Paul wanted one of his boys in the locker room to win it. I get it because it is good business. He can simply tell the world that we have the best wrestlers around. Wrestlers from all over might want to come and prove Paul wrong and sign a nice fat contract.

Andrew Fulton.. And yet you are here. Because of a fat contract.

Frostbite.. Money is not the important issue for me. I can walk away right now and have more money than probably anybody in this arena later on tonight watching this great show being put on, this business has blessed me with that. It is something that will be hard to repay it for. If it was not for this business, I would not have the house I live in. I would not have status around the globe if it were not for this sport. I would not have met my late wife if it were not for this business. I have made my share of money. I have been wise and invested that money and it has made me millions of dollars.

Andrew Fulton.. If it is not about the money then what is it?

Frostbite.. Proving that you are the best in the business that is what this is all about. Andrew people thought in my first couple of years in this sport that my success was a fluke that I could not go outside of a company and make myself a global phenom. And we are 17 years later and guess what I proved them all wrong. 17 World titles, awards, honors, 6 time hall of famer and every single time I step in this ring I must continue to prove that I am the very best at what I do. Sure there was one company I never had the pleasure stepping into and trying to prove that point and that was hardkore.

My journey did not really take me there until the end. I wish I could have been there early in my career but it was not meant to be. Now we come full circle, Johnnie Valentine is the World Champion, Syberus is whatever he needs to call his newly won title, I believe it is the international title, now it is time for me to step up my game and once and for all show the damn world who I really am.

Andrew Fulton.. Frostbite to me and please do not take this the wrong way but you appear to have a huge chip on your shoulder.

Frostbite.. You are right Andrew. For the last few years I have had a huge chip on my shoulders because the character has taken a huge blow. At one time the Frostbite name meant something but now the name does not mean shit. I have spent the last few years protecting the character and not getting in this ring and having fun. I have become a novelty act. Sure I am won a couple of championships but not the one that matter the most, the World title. People remember the World Champion. Nobody remembers the team that loses in the Super Bowl or World series, only remember the winners. It is time for Frostbite to become a winner once again. Burning this bitch right to the ground is the start of that.

Andrew Fulton.. I’ve known Paul for years and trust me he has respect for what you do in that ring,

Frostbite.. After beating the hell out of Paul last week, he better have plenty of it. Listen, I know what Paul can do in this ring. It is not about Paul the wrestler it is about Paul the person, Paul the businessman is where the problem lies. Paul the person should never question my desire for this sport and now he and his business is going to suffer for it.

Andrew Fulton.. So your business with Paul is not over with?

Frostbite.. Far from it.. It will never be over until I take everything from him.

[Frostbite hops off the turnbucke.]

Andrew Fulton.. I want to get your thoughts on War Games.

Frostbite., Andrew your boys are in trouble. I was not pleased that Satans Disciples were taking out of the match, because I knew they had my back no matter what. I never had a problem with Goth because we understand one another. However, I have Lynn Brewster as my partner. Now Lynn has done everything in this sport for the wrestling aspect to the management side of things. Goth is one of the most dangerous men to ever get into a ring and glad that he is on my side. Suzi Spitz has been a trailblazer in this sport and a former world champion. Johnnie Valentine ran one of the most successful companies ever in this business. So yes I likeTeam SWAT’s chances. Paul, Joanne, Team Fairtex and Alex have their work cut out for them. There will be no way out for them and they are going to lose tonight. I know you do not want to hear that Andrew but it will happen.

Andrew Fulton.. I have got to ask about the time you spent with the team. Do you believe it really helped. The KGB is a well oiled machine.

Frostbite.. Johnnie said the same exact thing, yes they are a team and they trust each other. I understand what Johnnie was trying to do. Look all of us have big egos, make no mistake about that. But we all have one simple goal and that is to get rid of the KGB once and for all and build a better company.

Andrew Fulton.. What happens if you lose?

[The base picks up in Frostbites voice.]

Frostbite.. I do not plan on losing, the team does not plan on losing. Tonight I promise you that things are going to change for the better for this company. Paul will not be spearheaded things any longer. The wrestlers are going to take back over The locker room. For me, Andrew things are about to pick up. I promise you that at the end of the night, Team SWAT and yours truly will get last laugh.

[Frostbite grabs his jacket as he puts it over his right shoulder.]

Frostbite.. It is time to go to war boys and girls.

[He drops to the floor and heads back up the ramp as he disappears behind the curtain.]

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(The tron shows Psychotic Goth and his valet Vampira wearing their blue and white Team SWAT jackets which the ringsiders know is unusual for them as red and green mist surround them.)

Vampira: "Tonight at War Games there's going to be a massacre and it's going to be at the expense of The KGB."

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight KGB you asked for this. Tonight at War Games you shall see what happens when there is a revolt in your roster involving all the tricks you have been pulling on SWAT. Tonight you shall see the err or your ways and then some when the blood flows and I love blood. I love pain. I love violence and I love war."

(He screams in an ancient dialect.)

Psychotic Goth: "Everyone on Team SWAT has a score to settle with someone on The KGB. Linda has a score to settle with KGB for provoking a brawl between her and Avery McCullen. KGB shall pay for that sin against her. The there's the wannabe Mafia Don Joanne Canelli, whom my wife cursed months ago after she bit her during that little ring brawl last year during the six-man match involving Alex Winters and Frostbite and myself."

(Psychotic Goth laughs and screams in an ancient dialect.)

Vampira: "She's still trying to deny that she's becoming a vampire compliments of me."

Psychotic Goth: "Do not worry Team SWAT shall make her realize her realization. Then there's Sir Loserlot who couldn't keep his title against the inferior washed up Syberus. How's it feel to have no belt to hold up that overweight and out of shape ego of yours. Then again Syberus didn't really win by himself. He had that fuckin piece of shit Andrew Karnage to assist him proving he can't win by himself anymore. So I'm making sure that you don't get that chance to face Syberus after I kill you in War Games."

(He laughs maniacally and roars in an ancient dialect.)

Psychotic Goth: "Then there's two individuas that I've been waiting to get my hands on for months that cost me my SWAT Hardcore Title and did you hear me Syberus and Sir Loserlot. I said HARDCORE TITLE and not Technical Title or International Title. I said HARDCORE TITLE! My title. The epitome of violence and bloodshed from a promotion that represented blood and violence. Yet dishonored by these two pieces of trash. Do not worry Syberus I'll come for you after I kill Sir Loserlot in War Games."

Vampira: "Leave Whorelishus to me so I can convert her and curse her to the same fate as Doomed Joanne Canelli."

Psychotic Goth: "Check her life preservers for anything to counteract your bite first."

Vampira: "No need to, my love."

Psychotic Goth: "Then there's those two twin traitors who sold out for a tag title shot. Team Fairtex don't think for one moment that I have forgotten your betrayal. Do not think for one moment that I haven't forgotten your double cross on me that cost me my title. I never forget and I never forgive. Tonight at War Games you shall experience what The Warhammer Corp. should have experienced over a decade ago and that's defeat at the hands of Team Shootfighter. I'm sure you remember
how that happened. I shall do the same to you Team Fairtex if Satan's Disciples don't do it for me an that's take your prized SWAT World Tag Team Championships. Maybe me and Frostbite shall do you in twin bitches."

Vampira: "Hired Killers I know Lynn Brewster's going to be the one who kills you."

Psychotic Goth: "Yeah Hired Killers you two are still losers when it comes to our esteemed former GM. Yes Jade you lost your title to Lynn Brewster and then Radu Matei almost killed you. I bet that was why you both snapped and turned on me.
Then you Kim decided to challenge Lynn Brewster only to get your ass handed to you. Kim you still insist on getting your ass handed to you by Lynn Brewster. I won't help you out as If I would anyway which I never will after your betrayal."

Vampira: "Too bad Jade won't beat Suzi Spitz."

Psychotic Goth: "She isn't worthy to be SWAT World Heavyweight Champion. Yes she was SWAT Amazons Champion but she won't beat Suzi Spitz for the SWAT World Heavyweight Championship and you never will defeat her for that title.

(He lowers his head and raises his arms and flings his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks.)

Psychotic Goth: "KGB. Poor little KGB. You shall fall to Team SWAT and at New Year's Nightmare your fate shall be sealed and a new era in wrestling shall begin. Team SWAT shall call the shots and you shall follow our orders. We shall be telling you what to do from now on. Too bad Hired Killers and Team Fairtex you chose the losing side. Was it worth selling out. You shall see in a mater of moments. Thus I have spoken and thus shall this prophecy come true."

(The green and red mist dissipates as the screen goes dark and the scene slowly fades to black.)

[SWAT Team]

(The show returns from promos for SWAT's streaming service, SWAT's next shows and SWAT Magazine before returning to the arena where ringsiders are holding up signs saying "Daredevil Dominates!," "Linda4Ever!," "Avery annihilates Linda!" and Linda is da Irish Bombshell!" before fading to the broadcast table where Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton are wearing headsets.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back to New Years Nightmare and his match is the culmination of a bitter and violent feud between two former teammates who once made up the formidable team The Irish Rose Bombshells."

Andrew Fulton: "You mean the beginning of the decade and an end to a wild and violent feud. Seriously_Please. Avery McCullen's been carrying The Irish Rose Bombshells and 'Lucky' Linda La Fey just came along for the ride. It became obvious that Linda was holding back Avery because she was jealous and wanted to steal all the spotlight from Avery. Plus she got even more resentful when Avery won the title before Linda could."

Jeremy Tucker: "Then explain with a straight face how Avery McCullen won the SWAT Amazon Women's Championship."

Andrew Fulton: "Explain how she lost it due to her backstabbing big mouth of a husband."

Jeremy Tucker: "He sold her out for KGB membership and guess how that turned out."

Andrew Fulton: "Michael Maddox was a big mouth braggart of a loser. He appointed himself KGB's official spokesperson and he paid for it big time."

Jeremy Tucker: "Which sent Avery McCullen into a meltdown, as it was the KGB and their mind games making Maddox betray his wife to join them, only to then send him to the ICU but she still hasn't forgotten about Team SWAT's Captain 'Lucky' Linda La Fey and like Linda she's vowed to prove her superiority over her by running Linda out of SWAT once and for all and vice versa."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery McCullen's going to do just that and make sure all of Team SWAT's been dealt with in the same manner that KGB will deal with Team SWAT in the coming months of 2020 and you don't need perfect vision for that."

Jeremy Tucker: "As usual you're wearing your KGB rose colored glasses along with your Avery McCullen cap and playing with your Avery McCullen action figures that we see in front of you. I guess that means that you and Blaze Freya aren't friends anymore."

Andrew Fulton: "We're still friends Jerry and SWAT Magazine says so. Heck look a the pictures of us in the news section and you'll be impressed."

Jeremy Tucker: "Isn't that when she slapped you silly right in the face after you ruined her favorite outfit."

Andrew Fulton: "I paid for the dry cleaning."

Jeremy Tucker: "After you asked me for the money to pay for it."

Andrew Fulton: "I paid you back."

Jeremy Tucker: "Yeah in McDonalds, Popeyes and Churches Chicken coupons."

Andrew Fulton: "At least you'll be eating G....O.....O.....O.....D."

Jeremy Tucker: "Yeah I'm sure you're that generous. Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions to this climatic and memorable match to this classic women's feud."

Frank Salazar: "This next match is scheduled for one fall and it's a Loser Leaves SWAT Match. Presently in the ring is the special guest enforcer. Please welcome the legendary ACE Wrestling and Hardkore World and SWAT veteran Dragonatrix. Now introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. She comes in at 5'8" and weighs in at 135lbs. Please welcome the former Amazons Women's Champion 'Daredevil' and one half of the Irish Rose Bombshells Avery McCullen."

 

(The ringsiders reaction is mixed as the houselights go down and pink and blue spotlights go over the crowd. "Rumjacks-A Pub Song begins to play over the loudspeakers. The tron comes to life with an aerial view of Ireland, and then changes to scenes of different scenes of the places that Avery had been in her adventuring days. It soon changes to some her old matches and the chaos and destruction that she had caused. As spotlight comes to rest at the back of the stage where Avery is standing with her nhead lowered. As the vocals start she raises her head, and starts down the rampway. As she reaches the end of the rampway she sprints to the ring, and leaps onto the ring, and slips through the ropes. She hops uponto the nearest ringpost and looks over the crowd before hopping down and removing her leather jacket she wears and waits for her opponent.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing from Dublin, Ireland. She comes in at 5'5" and weighs in at 131lbs. She is also a former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion and Team Captain of Team SWAT and the other half of The Irish Bombshells. Please welcome 'Lucky' Linda La Fey."

("Linger Cranberries plays as the ringsiders give "Lucky" Linda La Fey a mix reaction too as she storms ringside slapping hands. She slides into the ring and mounts the turnbuckle roaring and beating her chest before hopping down.)

Jeremy Tucker: "The tension is high and the anticipation is even higher as these two bitter enemies want at each other."

Andrew Fulton: "Look at the murderous expression on Avery's face. Hell, look at Linda's expression since it's the same look on her face. “

Jeremy Tucker: "I agree with you there Andrew. She's one of the fairest and evenhanded individuals in SWAT. It's obvious the promoters saw it that way and chose her to call this high stakes match. Dragonatrix is already asserting her authority as she tries to keep them apart while they jaw jack and point and threaten each other. The bell rings and this match is underway."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah and boy what a start. They waste no time locking up and grappling for position. Avery finally forces Linda into the ropes and Dragonatrix calls and has to force them to break. She admonishes them both and they both blame each other and Dragonatrix warns them both."

Jeremy Tucker: "No sooner does she admonish them again they ignore her and start exchanging lefts and rights and like their previous wars they turn it into a brawl. Linda takes Avery's legs out and starts laying in the fists."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery turns Linda around and she returns the favor as she lays the fists into her. Oh yeah this isn't a catfight! Catfight! Catfight! It's an old fashioned Irish barroom brawl. Avery and Linda continue rolling around punching and they rollout of the ring and still continue to brawl."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery and Linda continue their brawl outside the ring. Avery running bulldogs Linda onto the rampway and follows up with a series of knee drops between the shoulder blades. She locks in a chinlock using her knee to add more pressure as she bends backwards."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery pulls the corners of Linda's mouth and screams in Linda's face as Dragonatrix comes up and starts counting and Avery waits until the full count and releases the hold and get into her face. Dragonatrix isn't having any of that and Avery starts stomping all over Linda's back."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery places Linda's throat on the security barrier and backs up and gets a running start but Linda moves out of the way in time and Avery crotches herself onto the barrier. Linda lifts and atomic drops Avery onto the security barrier before enziguiri kicking Avery into the ringside seating."

Andrew Fulton: "Those two continue to brawl in the ringside seating area. Avery grabs a walker from a senior citizen and smashes Linda in the head and then grabs a beer and drinks it. She continues to stomp on Avery's head and waits for Linda to get up. Avery attempts a brogue kick but Linda grabs her foot and delivers a low blow."

Jeremy Tucker: "Now Linda swipes a beer and drinks it before clotheslining Avery. She spears Avery and starts grounding and pounding her before placing Avery's throat across the barrier. She gets onto the barrier and she legdrops Avery's throat."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda roars and thumps her chest as she takes Avery into the backstage area and whips her into the wall. Linda takes Avery and she German suplex's her head into the opposite wall. She sees her allies and perennial whining losers Satan's Disciples and snatches their beers. They object but Linda promises to pay them back for the beers and drinks one and then she dumps the other onto Avery."

Jeremy Tucker: "Let no one say that Linda doesn't keep her promise to pay people back for beer. She burps and apologizes to them for her manners and resumes grounding and pounding Avery. She quickly follows up with a series of vicious elbows to Avery's face and head. Linda sets up a chair and gets onto it and jumping curb stomps Avery's mid-section before resuming her grounding and pounding Avery."

Andrew Fulton: "Looks like the only way for these two to leave SWAT is either in an ambulance to the ICU like Frostbite tried to do to Soutter or in a coffin ride to the graveyard. Linda takes her back into the arena and returns the running bulldog with one of her own. Now Linda sits on Avery's back and rearranges the corners of Avery's mouth and she roars and rocks back and forth. Dragonatrix sternly warns her and she releases the hold at the last second before stomping a mudhole into Avery's head."

Jeremy Tucker: "I guess the expression 'What's a couple of facials among friends' or in this case bitter enemies. Linda again resumes grounding and pounding Avery's head. She whips her into the guard railing and charges but Avery rolls out of the way and Linda's leg crashes into the railing and her foot is caught between the railing's ribs."

Andrew Fulton: "Which Avery starts to work on I might add. Avery's now determined to make sure Linda leaves SWAT hobbling like the crippled opportunist she is. Dragonatrix is checking to see if Linda's okay but Linda being the stupid egotistical Irishwoman refuses to give up."

Jeremy Tucker: "How is Linda being stupid."

Andrew Fulton: "She lets her pride drive her ego."

Jeremy Tucker: "I guess that's most of SWAT's roster Andrew. Dragonatrix finally gets her foot out of the railing's ribs and Linda is hobbling. Avery chopblocks Linda from behind and then looks under the ring and finds a sledgehammer. She rams the head into Linda's leg before grinding it into the knee of Linda."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery's face tells it all. Avery tosses Linda back into the ring unceremoniously and justifiably I would say so. She looks under the ring and pulls out a large wrench and slides into the ring."

Jeremy Tucker: "That wrench isn't going to be used for a repair job. Avery smashes Linda's back with that wrench before placing her in a single legged Boston Crab using that wrench to create further leverage wrenching backwards to increase the pressure on that leg and knee. Dragonatrix checks Linda again but she still refuses to submit. She slowly makes her way to the ropes and barely makes it."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery waits for the full count and breaks the hold but relentlessly stops on that injured leg as Dragonatrix warns her to back off. Avery gets into her face daring Dragonatrix to retaliate but she's not falling for Avery's stunt. Believe me everyone knows Dragonatrix's temper is legendary when it comes to anyone provoking her. Linda fights back with a few knees to Avery's mid-section while still holding onto the ropes. She attempts to shake some life into her injured leg"

Jeremy Tucker: "These two know each other quite well and it's back and forth all the way. Linda delivers a series of Judo chops to Avery's chest before following up with a series of chops to the throat. She delivers a series of headbutts and whips Avery into the ropes and gore busters her. Both women are down."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda rolls over and drops an arm over Avery's chest....One...Two....T....No! Avery gets a shoulder up. Now Linda resumes grounding and pounding Avery before being forced off."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda whips Avery into the corner and avalanches her. She whips Avery into the opposite corner and avalanches her again. Linda delivers a series of vicious clotheslines to Avery and she stumbles out and falls to the canvas."

Andrew Fulton: "Just like a typical Irish drunk. Linda leaves the ring and pulls out a spool of barbed wire. She throws it in and returns to the ring. Did I just say they want to kill each other earlier."

Jeremy Tucker: "By the way Linda's feeling I don't blame her. She wraps the barbed wire around Avery's head, face and she just wrapped some around her mouth. Linda pulls back screaming and shouting."

Andrew Fulton: "Let's hope that barbed wire is sanitized. Avery's been cut open real bad and Linda's obsessed about making it worse. She removes the barbed wire roughly and you can see Avery's not going to be eating solid food for quite a while."

Jeremy Tucker: "I don't doubt that. Linda sees the large wrench and picks it up and uses it on Avery's leg which is the same one she was working on during her assault on Linda's leg. Payback surely is satisfying to Linda."

Andrew Fulton: "Just say bitch and you'll be more popular with the feminazis. Better yet say it's payback Irish style and you'll be more popular with both Linda and Avery. Hell you'll get a date with one of them or at least the winner."

Jeremy Tucker: "Are you a dating service too."

Andrew Fulton: "You want to be a partner."

Jeremy Tucker: "I stand corrected."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda throws the wrench down and leaves the ring. She looks under the apron and finds a barbed wire baseball bat and returns to the ring. Avery spears Linda desperately in the nuts."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery beats Linda with the barbed wire baseball bat before dropping it and grabs the barbed wire and now she wraps it around Linda's head, face and mouth as payback for the facial she gave Avery a bit earlier."

Andrew Fulton: "One good facial is as good as another as you said earlier. Avery's pulling back hard and roaring like a maniac like Linda was. Dragonatrix is checking on Linda who refuses to submit....Ho....Hum how obvious it is that Linda the power hungry egomaniac is desperate to hold on to her power at Team SWAT."

Jeremy Tucker: "She's not power hungry and you know it Andrew. She stepped aside from Team SWAT for Pete’s sake to nd this blood feud with Avery. Avery continues to rock back and forth screaming and cursing in her ear until she rips the barbed wire off of Linda's head, face and mouth. Both these women will need plastic surgery when this match is over."

Andrew Fulton: "Just make sure Don Joanne Canelli isn't around or she'll think these two are an all you can eat buffet. "

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery delivers a series of stiff and violent elbows to Linda's head and face. Linda's nose is busted open and is gushing blood. She bounds into the ropes and snaps Linda's head back and goes for the cover...One...Two....T....No! Linda kicks out."

Andrew Fulton: "Great. Avery's complaining again about the count but Dragonatrix signals it was a close two count which is rubbish, that was a 3 if i ever saw one. Avery whips Linda into the corner and charges in with a clothesline and follows up with a series of violent and vicious forearms in the corner to Linda's chest. Avery chokes Linda relentlessly as Dragonatrix counts and warns her before she let's go at the count."

Jeremy Tucker: "Dragonatrix is chewing Avery out and warns her as she starts choking Linda again. She releases the hold and turns on Dragonatrix mouthing off and getting into her face. She spins around and opens up a can of whoop ass before delivering a brutal boot wash and spitting on her for Dragonaterix warning her."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda deserves that for spitting on Avery's career. Avery whips Linda into the ropes but Linda ducks a clothesline. They both come off the ropes and flying body press each other and they spin before Linda hooks the leg."

Jeremy Tucker: "That was a close three count and be assured that flying bodypress was one for the SWAT archives."

Andrew Fulton: "I agree with you Jerry that was one for the SWAT archives as is this match."

Jeremy Tucker: "Definitely. Linda whips Avery into the ropes and she spinebusters her before going for the cover and double hooking the leg....One...Two....Th....No! Avery gets a shoulder up."

Andrew Fulton: "That was definitely close."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda leaves the ring and looks under the apron and finds two chairs and a two panes of glass. She slides them in and then looks again under the ring and finds a ladder and she slides that into the ring too."

Andrew Fulton: "Which means this has turned into a true typical SWAT Amazon's rules match. Linda delivers an F-5 before setting up the ladder. She proceeds to set up the chairs and panes of glass. She goes over to Avery and opens up a can of whoop ass. Linda sets Avery up for a suplex but Avery blocks it and counters with a suplex of her own."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery leaves the ring and looks under the ring and finds a chain and she returns and whips Linda's body and back without mercy. She wraps the chain around her fist and begins to ground and pound Linda's head and face and she's bleeding even worse."

Andrew Fulton: "Please that's just a scrape to Linda and we both know it. Avery places Linda into the tree of woe and goes to the opposite corner. She charges and delivers a baseball slide dropkick. Avery looks at the ladder and the look on her face is that of a maniac."

Jeremy Tucker: "They don't call her 'Daredevil' Avery McCullen for nothing."

Andrew Fulton: "More like 'Maniacal' Avery McCullen."

Jeremy Tucker: "In any case Avery's struggling to get up the ladder due to the injured leg. She reaches the top and measures the distance while Dragonatrix tries to free Linda's legs from the tree of woe. Avery screams and leaps off the ladder inadvertently hitting both Linda and Dragonatrix."

Andrew Fulton: "Dragonatrix is out cold which is a first....Okay not totally a first. Linda falls out of the tree of woe barely conscious herself. Avery sets up Linda for a piledriver but Linda blocks it and Avery delivers a series of vicious forearms and clubbing punches to Linda's back."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda barely back up bodydrops Avery and both women are down with no referee to count. Dragonatrix slowly stirs and gets to her feet using the ropes and she shakes the cobwebs out of her head as Linda and Avery exchange punches as they get back to their feet."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda and Avery are daring each other to bring it. They prove to be again like typical Irish brawlers. They continue to let their fists do the talking and beating any sense they have in their heads out. Now they act like movie monsters and start beating their chests and roaring."

Jeremy Tucker: "Meanwhile Dragonatrix has completely recovered and resumed her duties as Linda gets the better of the exchange forcing Avery into the ropes. She charges and clotheslines both herself and Avery over the ropes and out of the ring onto the concrete floor and they are both down and out."

Andrew Fulton: "Dragonatrix checks on them before beginning the count. Linda stirs and gets up slowly as Avery begins to stir. She throws Avery back into the ring unceremoniously. Linda rolls into the ring barely before the count ends."

Jeremy Tucker: "Both exchange Judo chops and they are lighting each other up. They continue to dare each other to hit each other harder and they do just that. They exchange knife edge chops and continue to light each other up with a vengeance."

Andrew Fulton: "First they want to beat each other's brains out. Then they try to give each other pre plastic surgery. Then they try to chop each other down and now they're lighting each other up. Hell look at their chests which are really black and blue from all the punishment they gave each other."

Jeremy Tucker: "You forgot about spilling all that bad blood. Avery whips Linda into the ropes and powerslams Linda before double legdropping onto her chest and monkey flipping onto her. She double underhooks the leg.....One....Two....Th....No! Linda gets an arm up. That was truly amazing."

Andrew Fulton: "That was more of a miracle than amazing. Avery bodyslams Linda and goes over to the ladder and climbs it again and again her legs keeping her from getting up to the top faster. She screams and moonsaults off the top but Linda rolls out of the way and Avery crashes and burns."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda whips Avery into the ropes and she powerslams Avery. She picks her up and powerslams her again with even more authority. Linda roars and beats her chest before she places Avery onto the panes of glass signaling the end. Linda places the ladder into position and starts climbing the ladder bad leg and all."

Andrew Fulton: "She's going to crash and burn too. Now Linda measures the distance and flies off with a swanton bomb. Both crash through the panes of glass and both are really hurt."

Jeremy Tucker: "They both seem to be sacrificing their bodies just to win this match."

Andrew Fulton: "Just like I said they're trying to kill each other. Linda makes the cover.....One....Two....Thr.....No! Avery gets an arm up."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda leaves the ring and finds a table which she slides in. She sets it up and she leaves the ring again and she with a couple of small sacks of nails and tacks and she pours them onto the table."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda places Avery onto the table and then places the surviving parts of those glass panes onto Avery. Now she wraps the chain around her arm and elbow and the look on her face shows she's snapped. Linda's just wrapped Avery and the table with barbed wire and then does the dame to herself too."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda climbs the ladder again and roars like a savage before flying off executing an Insane Elbow!!! They both crashed through that table and Linda wastes no time double underhooking the leg....One....Two....Three."

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 45minutes. 'Lucky' Linda La Fey."

Jeremy Tucker: "'Lucky' Linda La Fey remains in SWAT and stays Team SWAT's leader after a very violent and bloody brawl to conclude one of SWAT Amazons classic feuds."

Andrew Fulton: "You can bet that Pesci and Soutter are pissed off that Linda prevailed even though they hate both Irish Bombshells guts."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda's calling a dejected Avery over even as she leaves the ring. Avery turns around to look at Linda and asks her to come over to her. She reluctantly does so as Linda extends her hand as Linda insists on shaking hands. Avery looks around as the ringsiders chant both their names and she shakes hands in good sports womanship as Linda raises Avery's arm up too."

Andrew Fulton: "Then she'll give Avery a beatdown like the sore winner she is. Wait for it you'll see Jerry. You'll see."

Jeremy Tucker: "That won't happen Andrew. Avery and Linda hug and embrace each other and they leave together smiling and talking like they never had a falling out."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah that's amazing in itself. Women"

Jeremy Tucker: "Well in any case Linda and Avery put on one hell of a show for the ringsiders and our PPV audience. The ringsiders are still chanting and roaring their names. Right now we'll take a brief break and we shall return with more SWAT action."

(The scene slowly fades to black.)

[Timeless]

[The SWAT Tron lights up and we see a baseball training field, there is a young teenager in the cage smashing balls, he is quite large and behind him in the bleachers is a middle aged man, wearing overalls and it appears he has just finished work and made it to training. ]

Pre Season 2005 appears on the tron, and we see a portal open up and Timeless steps thru it. He is wearing a bright orange Versace silk shirt and the buttons are half way buttoned, a couple of gold chains shine on his greek god like body and he makes his way up the bleachers towards the middle aged man. The man stares at him as he approaches, a moment of both shock and recognition jumping from his eyes, Timeless seats himself beside him and places a hand on the mans knee reassuring him.]

Timeless : Rest easy Sir, i don’t wish to alarm you.

Mr Turner : Rest easy? I know who you are, what .... (stammering) ... how is this possible?

Timeless : Well, it’s a long story, but in a nutshell, dad, i am now the Master of Time and Space.

Mr Turner : (staring blankly for a moment) Well. I must say. This is quite the shock.

[Young Timeless creams another home run]

Timeless : What a hit! Boy, look at me, so young and innocent, my whole life ahead of me.

Mr Turner : Looks like it’s turned out very well by your appearance, you are quite the specimen, what does one do as Master of Time and Space? I mean apart from coming to frighten the socks of his old man and relive his glory days in the batting cages.

Timeless : You know what i am now. We always knew what i would be.

Mr Turner : A Wrestler?

Timeless : Yes.

Mr Turner : I knew you would, (the father beams with pride) Wow, you sure look the part, what i couldn’t give to see you make it there son.

[Young Timeless smashes another home run, and a tear trickles down from the corner of Mr Turners eye.]

Timeless : (grasping his fathers shoulder roughly) Well, now you have. You should see it there dad. I am the Shit. Sir Winsalot is my moniker. I’m now in the KGB and have won tournaments and titles all across the globe.

Mr Turner : Sticking it to the baby faces?

Timeless : Always.

Mr Turner : KGB huh, they still going strong?

Timeless : Stronger than ever. We have a War Games coming up against Team SWAT. A bunch of sissy ponces complaining every time we beat them down and kick their ass and want to pool together their collective talents, which accumatively is the sum of a nat, and frankly, i can beat the lot of them on my own, let alone with the rest of the Bandits behind me.

Mr Turner : Watch your back in that business son, its full of leeches and parasites. What year are you coming from?

Timeless : 2020.

Mr Turner : Wow. And what, they have time machines there? What else, flying cars?

Timeless : Not quite. It’s pretty much the same as here now, except we all have stupid phones we take everywhere that ...

Mr Turner : Like this?

[He pulls out his old Nokia. Timeless shakes his head and pulls out his s10 Galaxy and shows his father how it works, Young Timeless creams another home run.]

Timeless : It does everything, but all we all use it for is putting up pictures of ourselves on the internet for others to like and make us feel good about ourselves.

[Timeless presses a couple of buttons and brings up a photo of he and Roxylishus.]

Mr Turner : You have done well boy. REAL well.

Timeless : Thanks. She is one of a kind. The hottest of the hot.

Mr Turner : So son. Why the visit then? What do i owe the pleasure of your company, do you need anything?

Timeless : Look at me Sir, do i look like i need anything?

Mr Turner : Well then, why come across the fields of time to see me then? Isn’t this dangerous, i mean, what if you see yourself out there, i mean young you see’s you.

Timeless : I have already met him before, it was fine, he didn’t know who i was.

Mr Turner : I remember! I was right here, i SAW YOU TOO!

Timeless : You did, i was not sure on whether to come to you, i mean, it’s a little bit weird.

Mr Turner : I am grateful that you did. You know, your whole life, all i have done is work hard to make a better life for you, all them double shifts, all them long hours, i never once missed a game, not one. (he pauses, reflecting) I am sure you know i am not feeling too well, i don’t have long to go, seeing you now here before me, it makes me rest so much easier knowing you have made so well for yourself.

Timeless : Thanks.

Mr Turner : I always knew you were special, friends would tell me, hey, your boy, he is a great athlete, all the ability in the world, but such a chip on his shoulder and so full of himself, and i would always defend you, i knew, ‘knew’ you need that in you to be the best.

Timeless : Damn straight. I seen so many others come and go pop, they got a tonne of ability, but no balls, no killer instinct.

Mr Turner : It’s an important ingredient to making it to the top, and don’t you let no one tell you any different.

[Young Timeless smashes another one, this one clears the fences, he looks back proud to his father, and is surprised to see Timeless there with him.]

Timeless : (giving the thumbs up) Shot kid!

Mr Turner : You better get going, thanks you so much son for making it here to see me. I can now go thru this battle over the next couple of years in the ease you have made it.

Timeless : (Terminator accent) I’ll be back.


[Timeless activates his portal and steps back thru it, his father looking on with admiration and love in his eyes, Young Timeless slugs another one outta there.]

[Jonnie Valentine]

[Open up on group therapy at Namaste, the exclusive retreat Jonnie has booked a weekend for Team SWAT. The room is very tense. "Wildcat" Lynn Brewster, "Fairly Unbeatable" Jonnie Valentine, Frostbite, Vampira, Suzi Spitz and Psychotic Goth are staring daggers at one another. There is a broken chair smashed against the wall, and Suzi is standing on Jonnie's throat, ready to deliver the death blow. Then a relaxing wind chime goes off on the therapist's phone, so she puts down her pen and notepad]


Therapist (calmly) Ok. I'm afraid our time is up. I think we got alot of important work done today, but next session, I want to move away from the way we think TV shows should have ended. 


Suzi Spitz: Hey, what about movies? 'Cause I still ain't satisfied with the end of Grease... 


[The Therapist appears amused, as she stares at Suzi's rather well made Superhero Costume]


Therapist: Suzi, you do realize you're not making an Avengers film... right? Anyway, I think we covered alot of ground on that subject today and made some real progress, but I think we need to delve more into teamwork and unity and see what we can come up with. OK? 


[Cut to Lynn, Jonnie, Frostbite, and Suzi waist deep in the pool at a splash dance. Carly Rae Jepson's "Call Me Maybe" is playing as Tuxedo Mask is yelling at them on a megaphone from the cement]


Tuxedo Mask: Come on, let's get those arms up! Lynn? Come on, arms up! Goth, Vampira? You want to get in the pool even a little? I promise you, you won't melt. 


[Standing by the pool chairs, Psychotic Goth lets out a scream in an ancient dialect]


Psychotic Goth: And I promise you I will fill this pool with your blood if you ask me to splash dance one more time!! 


Tuxedo Mask: OK? I see a hand up, yes?


Psychotic Goth: I didn't raise my hand! 


(He sees an object but Vampira stops him.) 


Vampira: There's going to be a time for you to have your way with him. 


Psychotic Goth: Then I shall wait for now! 


(He roars in an ancient dialect.)


Tuxedo Mask: Um...no, I meant the other guy. 


Frostbite: Okay if you have to listen to this type of music and do these exercises can at least pick my own music. 


[He looks over to Tuxedo Mask] 


Frostbite: Eye of the Tiger.. Get some real music.  Please let's hurry up with this because I would like to use the pool for a workout. And Tuxedo Mask while you at it order me a pizza I am getting hungry. 


Tuxedo Mask: You read my mind!  


[Tuxedo Mask pulls out a cell phone and makes the call] 


Frostbite: Pizza Hut. I want sausage, pepperoni, on mine. 


[He looks at Lynn and Suzi] 


Frostbite: Where are my manners? You ladies want something after all you can charge it to Jonnie there. 


[Suzie and Lynn think about it]


"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: Sure, why in the hell not? 


Suzi Spitz: From Pizza Hut? Are we going to a work meeting?


Frostbite: Hey, Tuxedo Mask change the music. Unless the former champ over there had something she would like to listen to. 


[Frostbite looks at Suzi] 


Tuxedo Mask: I will get to working on that after I order the pizzas. 


Frostbite: Great, thanks. 


[Frostbite winks at Suzi, who curls her lip in disgust]


Tuxedo Mask: Ok, so let's try the electric slide. Ready?  


"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: (doing the electric slide) This is stupid. I told you this would be stupid.


Suzi Spitz: (clapping and backing up a few steps) You did.


"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: (kick step forward) How is this helping us win a War Games match?  


"Fairly Unbeatable" Jonnie Valentine: (claps and slide shuffles to the side) The War Games is about working together as a unit. Being able to anticipate what the next man or woman needs. Working in tandem. 


[Lynn, Frostbite, Jonnie and Suzie are electric sliding in perfect harmony]


"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: Who's hand keeps hitting my butt?


Frostbite: Oh, that's me...it's the current. 


"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: Do it again and I drown you. 


Frostbite: Lynn you wish I was touching your butt. But if you want to get out of the pool and go at it, I am always ready for a fight.


Jonnie Valentine: Ok, Frosty, not cool, man. You're breaking our synergy here. Luckily, Marty was able to book us some time in the flotation tank.


[Marty Donovan sitting on a deck chair lowers his kindle and shakes his head]


Jonnie Valentine: Oh, I guess he wasn't able to secure us the flotation tank. But he did get us a session of Tibetan sound healing. 


[Marty again shakes his head] 


Jonnie Valentine: Mineral-rich geothermal hot springs? 


[Marty shakes his head]


Jonnie Valentine: What did you book?


Marty Donovan: Bear cave exploring.


Jonnie Valentine: That doesn't sound very safe. 


Marty Donovan: He takes little kids and the elderly in there all the time. Guy says it's super safe.  


Jonnie Valentine: What guy?


Marty Donovan: (shrugs) He's got a jeep. 


[Psychotic Goth roars in an ancient dialect]


Vampira: Bear cave?! What about one that's filled with real scary creatures like bats?


Psychotic Goth: Yes bats are perfect. I'm sure nobodies afraid of bats. Surely you aren't Valentine and especially you Donovan. You scared of bats?


[Jonnie and Marty both emphatically nod]


Vampira: No matter, bring on these bears so my husband can bring them to their knees! 


Suzi Spitz: Do bears have knees?


Vampira: Bears don't have knees bimbo. 


Psychotic Goth: Yet they have teeth that shall tear you apart like the way I shall be doing in War Games and like bears I shall show no mercy and I shall help crush KGB! 


(He roars in an ancient dialect.)


Jonnie Valentine: No, no. We're not doing bear caves. 


Marty Donovan: Come on, I put down a deposit. I'm gonna look like a real asshole here. 


Jonnie Valentine: I appreciate that we're about to be in a cage with the KGB so I'm looking for something a little more serene. 


[Cut to an art teacher walking down rows of students making their personal art pieces]


Art Teacher: Very nice, Psychotic Goth. 


[Goth is painting a horrific scene of blood and gore, too gruesome to describe]


Art Teacher: It's very visceral. I like your use of light and shadows. 


Psychotic Goth: "It epitomizes civilizations downwards into depravity and what shall happen to them." 


Vampira: "You even look at my husband or even talk to him. I'll not only rip your eyes out but your neck and throat." 


[She hisses like a vampire. The art teacher hurries away and sees Frostbite working with clay]


Art Teacher: Frostbite, that is amazing. What is it?


Frostbite: It's my own naked form. 


Art Teacher: Very life like. 


Frostbite: Thank you, but I ran out of clay. 


[He raises his eyebrows at Suzi and Lynn]


Art Teacher: C'est magnifique!


[Art teacher moves on to "Wildcat" Lynn Brewster. Her canvas is empty and she's just reading a book]


Art Teacher: You didn't do anything? 


"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: Not unless you have a painting that will kill Joe Pesci. 


[Art teacher doesn't quite know what that sentence means so she moves on to Suzi. She's doing graffiti art on one canvas, while doing something akin to the Aat of Jeet Kun-Do on the other]


Art Teacher: Wow...that is....wow. And what is it you do again?


Suzi Spitz: Pro wrestler. 


Art Teacher: Have you ever thought of becoming an artist? 


Suzi Spitz: What does it pay?


Jonnie Valentine: (snapping at art teacher to get her attention) Hey...hey, hey, hey. I'm paying you to unite my team, not break it up so we can starve to death in a different profession. No, we all paid our five grand to a broken down local enhancement guy to train us, this is the job we're stuck with. OK? Now, come tell me my painting is brilliant. 


[Art teacher sighs and walks over to Jonnie's sad little painting. It's a stick figure dropkicking a round stick figure]


Art Teacher: What is this? 


Jonnie Valentine: Wha...what do you mean, 'what is this'?? (points to the small stick figure) That's ME. (points to the round stick figure) That's Soutter.

"Wildcat" Lynn Brewster: I figured it was Rally Jackson.


Art Teacher: And why are you sideways?


Jonnie Valentine: Why..."why am I sideways"?!? Did you take an art class in your life? I am dropkicking him! This is the finish of the War Games match. 


Psychotic Goth: You draw like an elementary school kid. Why bother even trying to show your pathetic artistic skills.


Art Teacher: What's a War Games..match?


Jonnie Valentine: (infuriated) ...     


Art Teacher: Why is he staring at me like that?     


Jonnie Valentine: GREG!!!!   


[Greg the assistant heelies into the art studio] 


Greg the Assistant: Yes sir?     


Jonnie Valentine: Get my money back for this art class!     


Greg the Assistant: Um, it came free with your seaweed wrap?               


Jonnie Valentine: Then pay for it!!


[Jonnie grabs his painting and clutches it under his arm as he storms out] 


Frostbite: I was waiting for more clay. My next piece of work was going to be naked version of either Lynn or Suzi there. 


[Suzi and Lynn look at Frostbite as if they are about to bank him] 


Vampira: You forgot I paid for this art class you owe me Valentine! Believe me you don't know how I'm going to collect for that!   

[radu]

[Darkness.]



[The crowd explode for Radu Matei.]

[The longest reigning world champion in SWAT's history, is still a tapestry of scar tissue from his many successful defences.  His arm still in a cast from his recentest war with the legend, Cobryn.  Standing dead centre in the ring, The Sacrificial Idol sways slightly, a side effect of trying to stand under his own power without favouring the left stump.  As the applause draws to a close, Radu produces a microphone from his right sleeve.  Centipedes retreat back into the darkness, as he raises the mic to his heavily bandaged maw.]

Radu Matei: New Years Nightmare.  

One tradition that has managed to survive Jcink, Tapatalk, a few dozen regions, a few hundred power figures, not the least of which are Brewster, Soutter, and Joe.  The biggest event on the SWAT calendar.  All the storylines, feuds, title fights, all building up to one cathartic blood letting.  Before the ball drops, we get rid of old business to usher in the new.  I was proud to be a big part of 2019.  2020?  I have no doubt that between Linda, Suzi, and Valentine - the SWAT faithful are in good hands.  Whether I'm here or not...

[The crowd laugh at the thought of Joe Pesci somehow winning tonight, before realizing that even if Radu wins, his body is done.]

Radu Matei: I hear guys calling me out, like I'm going to be around at the next Battleground.  Tong Fairtex still promising a violent revenge, even though the apology was accepted, and both him and Jade failed to wrestle the strap from my grasp.  Honestly, I had my eyes set on retirement BEFORE the Helloween Cup.  Later tonight, I'm taking on a non-combatant, and bookies half the odds at fifty fifty.  Point is, I appreciate you still threatening my health, Tong... but there is a very good chance I call it a career before you ever become the kind of wrestler that can beat me.  So the way this is shaping up, if you want me to spill any more of your families blood, I'm going to have to visit Shootfighter's retirement home, and kick his elderly crippled ass.

[Make it happen chants start up throughout the arena.]

Radu Matei: Frankly, I give Joe better chances.  You want another piece of me, Tong?  Come on down and give Pesci a hand.  Whether the KGB abandon him or not, it doesn't matter.  Bring an army.  I'll cut them all down to size...

Which brings me to the other name drop.  Syberus.

We danced.  I won.  He won't be happy until he gets back the win.  I appreciate you calling me out, Syb, the only problem is... I just spent 2019 making the world title look golden.  When it comes to the hardcore international technical strap of secondary goodness, well, that's on you.  I'm not losing any more blood to shine gold.  There is a VERY good chance, this is my last night.  So if you feel really strongly about getting one over me, my advice would be... do it in your match.

You have two close friends fighting for your title.  Put on the best damn match on the show.  ...Because I'm going to try to one up you with Joe's carcass.  On paper there is NO WAY you can't put on a match of the year contender with Mask and Marty, a gem that puts everything including War Games to shame.  Give Cobryn a reason to come back for your final encounter, out of sheer jealousy at how well you guys work.  'cause if you don't give it one hundred and TEN percent, you'll lose that match of the night honour to fucking Pesci.

When you came after my belt, I told you that this wasn't HARDKORE... so stop putting down SWAT to big up your friends.  I'm not sure if any of that got through, but the MINUTE you beat Timeless, the first thing you did was start pumping up all the extreme workers of your former federation.

I can remember when we only needed 100% of Syberus to get the job done.

I may not be around to see it, but I hope you remember that one day.

[The spotlight cuts out.  A few moments later a candle is lit - giving just enough light to illuminate the heavily gauzed face of the Sacrificial Idol.  Throughout the arena a good half the audience turn to their lighters as well.]

Radu Matei: Avery McCullen.  

Marie Caedes.

Powerhouse.

DRAMA.

"Beelzebozo" Buster Friendly.

<wince> Brian Acres.

In the past few weeks... in the past few hours... we're seeing a lot of familiar names take their leave from the company.  Sure are a lot of swan songs tonight.

Remember those names.

2019 started out rough.  We came back strong, but one rebuilding season turned into another.  Its important to realize that returning CSK, the antics of the New Breed, all the amazing promise of 2020, is after we've already weathered the storm.  Clear sailing.  At least after I remove the last tumour from SWAT's malicious management structure.  While enjoying the good times to come, please remember the names that helped get us there.  ...There are two more to add to the list.

Joe Pesci.

Radu Matei.

I don't see either of them making it into the New Year.

...If this is the last time I get a chance to speak with you, I just wanted to say...

Thank you for joining me on this journey, and perhaps more importantly...

<The audience chants along with him>

JOE IS A FUCKING DEAD MAN!!!

[Monster pop!]

[Matei blows out the candle, leaving the ring in darkness.]

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: Coming up next is the inaugural defense of the SWAT International Championship. Syberus defeated Timeless for the SWAT Hardcore title in a steel cage match in Santa Claus, Indiana.

Andrew Fulton: In a stroke of genius, Joe Pesci ordered The Society of the New Breed to wrestle one another for it. Let em kill each other for all I care.

Jeremy Tucker: Loyalties aside, this has the potential to be a dream match of three of Hardkore World's top stars.

Andrew Fulton: Believe me, Jerry. Those loyalties will fall away pretty quickly when these three battle for a belt.

Jeremy Tucker: Another interesting twist is right on the heels of Syberus changing the name of the Hardcore title to the International title, Marty Donovan has said that if he wins, he will replace that belt with the Disney's Galactic Championship.

Andrew Fulton: Where are they getting all these title belts from? We've got to talk to the guy selling them at the merch table and get a handle on all this.

[“Zerospace” by Kidneythieves plays and the North Carolina fans leap to their feet Tux walks out and stands on a side of the top of the ramp for a moment to soak up and encourage the crowd’s cheers]

Jeremy Tucker: Listen that that ovation, Andy!

Andrew Fulton: They're hillbillies, Jerry. They cheer monster trucks.

[Tux walks to the other side of the ramp and pumps up that side of the Greensboro Coliseum. Then, in an ode to his gymnastic ability, he does a cartwheel handspring into a flip down the ramp to start his entrance]

Jeremy Tucker: And look at that ability from the former Hardkore World Light Heavyweight Champion!

Andrew Fulton: Tuxedo Mask looking to make an impact with the heavyweights tonight with his first championship in a while but he needs to get past two former Hardkore America Champions.

[Tux slides into the ring under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle for one last bit of adoration before preparing for the match]

Frank Salazar: The following is a threeway match for the SWAT International Championship! Featuring first, from Tokushima, Japan; Standing 5 feet 8 inches tall; Weighing 185 pounds...TUXEDO MASK!!!":

[The crowd cheers wildly! Then "When You Wish Upon a Star" by the Philharmonic Orchestra plays. Marty Donovan walks out dressed as Baby Yoda]

Andrew Fulton: I love this song, Jerry. (starts tearing up) Always gets me a little choked up,

Jeremy Tucker: Hold it together Andy for god sakes. We're live.

Andrew Fulton: Me dad took me to this picture. We went and got ice cream afterwards, and that's when he told me I probably wasn't his.

Jeremy Tucker: That's touching Andy.

[Marty waddles down to the ring in a Yoda robe with green ears, holding a wooden bowl]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan is brought to you by Disney who brings you The Mandalorian, streaming now on Disney Plus. Richard Roeper from the Chicago Sun Times calls it "visually stunning" as well as "consistently entertaining".

Andrew Fulton: I have a feeling something's not so right in the Society with Marty Donovan. Something's up.

Jeremy Tucker: Would you just read your copy?

Andrew Fulton: Sorry. Start streaming Disney+ with your 7-day free trial. No tiers, no up-charges. You can't pass this up!

[Marty Donovan steps into the ring and hands Tommy Mulligan the wooden bowl to hold while he takes off his Yoda robe and green ears. Then he hands Tommy Mulligan Disney's Galactic Championship. Tommy stoically holds the belt up in the air]

Frank Salazar: "And from The Magic Kingdom in Orlando, Florida; Standing 6 feet; Weighing 218 pounds...MARTY DONOVAN!!!"

[The crowd cheers and Marty Donovan wears trunks that say Disney Plus on them. Then "Growing on Me" by the Darkness kicks off and the Greenboro Coliseum pops, 110% Syberus doesn't leave them waiting long though and pushes his way out from the curtain. He takes a second to look around at the audience on the stage before pumping his fist in the air with a "YEAH!!" and swaggering his way down to the ring, high fiving a few fans on his way. He wears a black sleeveless wrestling robe with "The Society of the New Breed" embroidered on the back]

Jeremy Tucker: And here he is, the SWAT International Champion 110% Syberus. Fresh off of that spectacular steel cage match he had with Timeless in Santa Claus, Indiana, he's looking to establish this new title with consistently thrilling title defences.

Andrew Fulton: That's silly, Jerry. He should want to win as fast as possible.

Jeremy Tucker: That would be impossible with these other two staring back at him who know him so well.

Andrew Fulton: His mates for now, but once that bell rings, they'll both be looking to tear him apart.

[Syberus rolls into the ring and pops up on a turnbuckle, pumping his fist with another "YEAH!!"]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus claims The Society of the New Breed's bonds will be even stronger after this friendly little contest.

Andrew Fulton: Ha! In a pig's eye.

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus trying to establish the SWAT International title as the "worker's title" but it may be short lived if Marty wins and replaces it with Disney's Galactic Championship.

Frank Salazar: "And from Manchester, England; Standing 6 feet tall; Weighing 232 pounds; He is THE CURRENT SWAT INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION... HE IS 110% SYBERUS!!!"

[The Greensboro fans let out a huge pop. Syberus holds the SWAT International Championship up in the air and then hands it to Tommy Mulligan. Mulligan signals for the bell and Syberus, Tuxedo Mask, and Marty Donovan eye each other cautiously]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan goes for a lock up, but Syberus takes him over into an armdrag.

Andrew Fulton: He pulls Donovan up into a front facelock, but Marty grabs his legs and inverted atomic drops him.

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask takes advantage and snap suplexes Syberus out of his boots.

[Tuxedo Mask stands up only to be caught between the eyes with a flying forearm off the ropes by Marty Donovan! He grabs Tux into an inverted facelock]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan lifts Tuxedo Mask up into a reverse suplex and drops him onto his knee with a backbreaker!!

Andrew Fulton: Tux sits up, clutching his back and Marty comes off the ropes with a basement dropkick!

[The audience lets out a collective "OH!" at the sound of Marty's boot hitting Tux's face. Marty tries to get up, but Syberus snapmares him over]

Jeremy Tucker: 110% Syberus grabs a hammerlock on Donovan's arm. He twists up on his arm, wearing it down.

Andrew Fulton: Mark my words, this thing is going to get ugly, Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus pulling up on the chicken winged arm...

Andrew Fulton: Mark them!

Jeremy Tucker: They're marked, Andy. Syberus pulls Tuxedo Mask up and irish whips him, but he slides through Marty Donovan's legs! He jumps up onto the middle of the top rope and springboard moonsaults both of them!!

[The Greensboro Coliseum lets out a huge pop, then starts chanting "TUX! TUX! TUX!"]

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask grabs Marty Donovan's head in a cravate and runs up the ropes into an acid drop bulldog!!

[The crowd cheers! Tuxedo Mask sets Donovan up for a suplex, but Syberus vaults over them both and pulls Marty down into a sunset flip]

Referee: 1...(Tuxedo Mask stomps the back of Syberus' head)

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus snapmares Tux over. Marty gets up and gets a snapmare as well.

Andrew Fulton: 110% Syberus snapmares Tuxedo Mask again. Donovan gets a snapmare. It's snapmares all around!

[Syberus flips Tux into a snapmare and then both he and Donovan get up dizzy. They get into a fighting stance with one another, then tip over like trees, The audience laughs]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus grabs a headlock on Tuxedo Mask. He locks his hands together and grinds his forearm into Tux's temple.

[Tuxedo Mask slips his head out and grabs a headlock of his own on Syberus. He beams to the camera in pride]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan comes over and applies a headlock on Tux while Tux is still hanging on to the headlock on Syberus!

[Crowd buzzes]

Andrew Fulton: This is ridiculous, Jerry! Marty is headlocking Tux while Tux is still wearing down Syberus with his own headlock.

[While Marty has them trapped, he's further torturing them by telling them all about the virtues of Disney Plus]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus can take no more and plants his feet and...can he do it?

Andrew Fulton: No way.

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus lifts them both up in a back suplex out of the headlock!! No that is 110%!

[The Greenboro Coliseum roars as all three men lie on the mat, recovering. Syberus gets to his feet and starts laying in some forearms to Marty Donovan]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan fires back with a kick, but Syberus grabs his leg. Marty swings his leg around into an enzuigiri to the back of Syberus' head!

[The fans cheer! Marty Donovan steps through the ropes out on to the apron. He slingshots himself onto the middle of the top rope and springboard missle dropkicks both Tux and Syberus!! The audience pops again]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan irish whips Tux into the ropes, he catches him with a spinebuster but Tux reverses it into a tornado DDT!

Andrew Fulton: Tuxedo Mask ducks a roaring elbow by Syberus and atomic drops his groin on the top rope!

Jeremy Tucker: Tux runs into the ropes and koppo kicks Syberus down to the floor!

[Marty Donovan climbs to the top turnbuckle and somersaults into a senton on Syberus!! The Greensboro crowd chants "MAR-TY! MAR-TY! MAR-TY!]

Andrew Fulton: This match is heating up!

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask runs into the ropes and baseball slides under the ropes, catching Marty with a spinning headscissors on the floor!!

[The crowd roars as all three men lie in a heap on the floor. Tuxedo Mask finally gets to his feet and lifts Syberus up into a suplex, but then drops his chest on the guardrail!! Syberus falls into the audience]

Jeremy Tucker: Meanwhile, Marty Donovan has climbed up to the apron. He hops onto the middle of the second rope and backflips into an asai moonsault DDT on Syberus in the crowd!!!

[The audience chants "MAR-TY! MAR-TY! MAR-TY!" Marty crawls to his feet, using the chairs for balance. He lifts Syberus up and atomic drops him on the guardrail]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan grabs the perched Syberus and hits a neckbreaker back into the ringside area!

Andrew Fulton: Donovan now rolling Syberus into the ring. He gets back up on the apron, springboards off the middle of the top rope, but Syberus catches him with a spinebuster!!

Referee: 1...2...(Marty Donovan kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus applies a legscissors across Donovan's neck. He clamps down on the head and neck area of Marty.

Andrew Fulton: Where is Tuxedo Mask?

[The camera catches Tuxedo Mask still in the crowd, flirting with a lady at ringside. Inside the ring, Tommy Mulligan checks in to make sure the headscissors isn't a choke]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan is able to get his leg around the rope, and Tommy Milligan forces Syberus to release the headscissors.

Andrew Fulton: Donovan pulls himself up by the ropes, but Syberus grabs him, ties their legs up and snaps back into a russian legsweep.

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask finally thinking about joining us, but Syberus gets a running start and baseball slide kicks Tux back into the railing!

[The audience lets out a collective "OH!" at the sound of Tux hitting the guardrail. Syberus turns his attention to Donovan and shoots him into the ropes]

Jeremy Tucker: 110% Syberus ducks down for a backdrop but Donovan catches him with a neckbreaker!

Andrew Fulton: Marty wraps him up into a pluma blanca submission! He clamps his hands together around Syberus' neck, while pushing back on Syberus' head with his leg.

[Tommy Milligan checks in to see if Syberus wants to give up, but he shakes his head. Tuxedo Mask slides into the ring. He runs and grabs Marty, using his body to swing around into a 619 kick to Syberus' face!! The Greensboro Coliseum pops]

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask runs up the ropes and then flips into a shiranui seated DDT on Marty Donovan!!

Referee: 1...2...(Marty Donovan gets his shoulder up)

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus grabs Tux by the arm, and flips him over his shoulder with a judo toss. Tux gets up and gets whacked with a knife edge chop to the throat.

[Syberus backs Tux against the ropes with a series of chest chops while the Greensboro crowd "Woos"]

Andrew Fulton: Syberus twists Tux's arm. He wrenches Tux's wrist, but Tux ducks under and reverses it, twisting Syberus's arm.

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask uses Syberus' twisted arm to climb up the ropes. He tight ropewalks along the top rope!

[The Greensboro Coliseum applauds Tuxedo Mask's balance, then Tux jumps off and rolls Syberus up into a la majistral cradle]

Referee: 1...2...(Syberus kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask kips up to his feet and punches Marty Donovan in the face.

[Marty covers his mouth, he glares at Tux who backs off]

Andrew Fulton: I told you this was going to deteriorate.

Jeremy Tucker: This is for the SWAT International title, it better!

[Marty Donovan pulls Tommy Milligan over and complains about the closed fist. "Tell him to hit me softer!" Tux looks at his fist like he just discovered a new weapon]

Jeremy Tucker: Tuxedo Mask turns and punches Syberus. But Syberus no-sells it!

Andrew Fulton: Syberus spins around and discus clotheslines Tux out of his boots!

[Syberus goes to hit an oncoming Marty Donovan who ducks and full nelsons him, dropping Syberus back into a dragon suplex]

Referee: 1...2...(Syberus gets his shoulder up)

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan climbs to the top turnbuckle but Tuxedo Mask dropkicks his ankle out from under him, crotching him on the top turnbuckle!

Andrew Fulton: 110% Syberus goes out to the apron and just yanks Donovan awkwardly to the floor below!!

[The audience lets out an "OH!" Tommy Mulligan pokes his head through the ropes to see if Marty can continue. Tuxedo Mask gets a running start and jumps onto Mulligan's back, vaulting off his back into a plancha onto Marty Donovan!! The North Carolina fans cheer and start chanting "TUX! TUX! TUX!"]

Jeremy Tucker: Amazing!

Andrew Fulton: Tux gets to his feet, but Syberus gets a running start on the apron and punt kicks him in the head!

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus rolls him into the apron, and then rolls into the ring. He pulls Tux up by the hair to his feet. Tux takes a swing at him but Syberus ducks and back suplexes him back into the ring.

Referee: 1...2...(Tuxedo Mask gets his shoulder up)

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus pulls him Tux up to his feet and irish whips him, but Tux reverses it and shoots him into the corner. Marty Donovan now back in the ring and hits the cornered Syberus with a dropkick!

Andrew Fulton: Marty Donovan sweeps Syberus' legs out from under him. Syberus now sitting against the bottom turnbuckle. Marty steps through the ropes, slingshots himself over the ropes into a dropkick on the seated Syberus!

[The Greensboro Coliseum cheers! Tuxedo Mask moves in for the kill but Marty takes him out with a rolling wheel kick]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan irish whips Tux but Tux again reverses it and shoots Donovan into the corner where Syberus is still seated, rocking Syberus' head against the second turnbuckle.

[Donovan slips and falls in a seated position. Tuxedo Mask backs up and then does a cartwheels into a handspring into a bronco buster on both Syberus and Marty]

Jeremy Tucker: Tux Buster! Tux jumps up onto the second turbuckle, and split legged moonsault's Marty Donovan!!

Referee: 1...2...(Syberus stomps the back of Tux's head)

Jeremy Tucker: 110% Syberus pulls Tux up and rolls him into a neckbreaker.

Andrew Fulton: Syberus applies a rear naked choke. He bares down on Tux's windpipe with his forearm, cranking back on his head.

[Tommy Mulligan checks in to see if Tux wants to quit, but Tux ignores him, reaching out for the ropes. Marty Donovan stomps the back of Syberus' head to break up the rear naked choke]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus gets up and Marty goes to kick him, but Syberus catches his leg. Marty grabs his head and rolls back into a legscissors into a cross kneebar.

Andrew Fulton: Donovan pulls back on Syberus' calf, putting severe pressure on his knee.

[Syberus cries out in pain as Marty Donovan works over his leg with the cross kneebar. Tuxedo Mask basement dropkicks Marty. He grabs Marty in a dragon sleeper, steps on the backs of his knees and rolls him up into a spider crab]

Jeremy Tucker: The Tuxmission!!

Andrew Fulton: Tuxedo Mask bending Marty Donovan in half, pulling down on his head with the inverted facelock, while pushing up against his knees with his feet.

[Marty Donovan shakes his head, refusing to give up. Syberus staggers over and stomps on Donovan's exposed stomach to break up the Tuxmission]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus grabs Marty Donovan as he gets to his feet with a diamond cutter!!

[The Greensboro Coliseum applauds the three men as they lie in exhaustion. Syberus slowly gets to his feet and then drops a fistdrop between Marty's eyes]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus climbs to the top turnbuckle, and he's got some shaky legs here.

Andrew Fulton: This is some unfamiliar territory but he's got to step up his game to beat these two talented cruiserweights.

Jeremy Tucker: 110% Syberus hesitantly jumps off the top rope with a flying body press on Marty Donovan!

Andrew Fulton: Now, I've seen everything!

Referee: 1...2...(Marty Donovan kicks out)

Andrew Fulton: Tuxedo Mask standing behind Syberus, measuring him. He gets underneath him with a bridging Saito suplex!!

Jeremy Tucker: The Tuxplex!

Referee: 1...2...(Syberus gets his shoulder up)

Jeremy Tucker: That move ended El Hombre Murcie'Lago's career during the second round of the Hardkore Japan Western Pacific title tournament in Gifu, Japan.

Andrew Fulton: We all have our crosses to bear, Jerry. I once made me own soda. Made alot of people sick, it did. But that's no reason to abandon it.

Jeremy Tucker: It actually is.

[Tuxedo Mask threads Syberus' arm through his legs, and then pumphandles him up into a spinning juvi driver]

Jeremy Tucker: The Rose Garden piledriver!

Andrew Fulton: Marty Donovan catches Tux getting up and irish whips him into the corner, but Tuxedo Mask runs up the turnbuckles and hits an oncoming Marty with a corkscrew moonsault!!

[The Greensboro Coliseum pops! Tuxedo Mask double underhooks Donovan's arms, but Marty backdrops out of it]

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan better be careful, he almost got caught with the Moonlight Waltz!

Andrew Fulton: Donovan runs into the ropes, hops on the middle of the second rope and backflips into an asai DDT!!

Jeremy Tucker: River City Ransom! Donovan goes out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He flips into a Ode To Romero 450 splash!!

Referee: 1...2...(Tuxedo Mask kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Marty Donovan shoots Tux into the ropes, and then hits him with his V-trigger that he calls Dis-Knee!!

Andrew Fulton: Tux goes down like a bag of hammers!

Referee: 1...2...(Syberus pulls Marty Donovan up in a single underhook)

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus drills Donovan's head into the mat with The Pure Confidence DDT!!

Andrew Fulton: Donovan's body is covering Tuxedo Mask, so Syberus presses down on his back, trapping Tux!

Referee: 1...2...3!!!

[The bell rings and "Two Notes Shy Of An Octave" by Red City Radio plays. Syberus collapses to his side with his arm held up. Marty is still on top of Tux, with Tuxedo Mask trying to push him off him]

Jeremy Tucker: 110% Syberus has made the first successful defence of the SWAT International title!

Frank Salazar: "THE WINNER OF THE MATCH, AND STILL SWAT INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION...110% SYBERUS!!!"

Andrew Fulton: But what has this done to the comradery of The Society of the New Breed? Joe Pesci might have planted the seed in all three of these men that they'd be better off without the other two.

Jeremy Tucker: You can have a match without hating each other afterwards.

Andrew Fulton: Not that kind of match. And I would hate anyone that wrestled me. A barbaric sport that is.

[Syberus takes his SWAT International Championship from Tommy Mulligan and raises it up to a big pop from the North Carolina fans. He slings it over his shoulder and offers his hand to Tuxedo Mask]

Jeremy Tucker: 110% Syberus trying to mend fences here a bit, I gather.

Andrew Fulton: Tuxedo Mask would be a fool to accept that hand. Strike out on your own! See what wrestling can be like without bailing Jonnie out, both figuratively and literally.

[After some hesitation, Tuxedo Mask shakes Syberus' hand and the fans applaud. Syberus turns to Marty and offers a handshake. Marty holds up his Disney's Galactic Edge Championship and rolls out through the ropes. The fans give him a mixed reaction as Syberus and Tux watch him walk away]

Andrew Fulton: Ha! I told you, Jerry! You've never been right a day in your life! Not when you picked out that suit. Not when you married my sister. And not when you let her talk you out of that rugby package you had on cable. Loser!

Jeremy Tucker: We'll take a brief intermission while we set up the War Games match, and then we'll be back with our main event!

[mosler]

[Tough times call for tough measures...]

[Joe Pesci training montage 2...]



[The worst of times...]

Joe Pesci: Fucking Soutter.

[The owner of SWAT mutters obscenities about the former owner of SWAT.]

Joe Pesci: First my mercenary army are dead on arrival, then my Hall of Famer CSK gets sand in his vagina, and now this!  The KGB aren't coming to my aid?  Me?!  I am the fucking KGB!  I don't need those clowns, I don't need anyone, I'm-

Zoran Sainovic: Calm down, Jo.  Zis changes nothing.  All ze pieces zat matter are in place.  Tonight we end zis.  I stripped away his championship.  His health.  His dignity.  All zat remains is his livelihood, and zat concludes tonight.  We will leave him a broken shell.

[In Pesci's office, Zoran is making notes while viewing the evening's show on a delayed feed.]

Joe Pesci: I... I know that.  I'm not afraid.

Zoran Sainovic: Zat is ze spirit.  Calm yourself.  Nothing was ever gained from losing ones c- WHAT IS ZE BASTARD DOING HERE!?

[The commish turns his chair over in rage.  The camera pans up to find the object of his hatred.  The screen plays the DRAMA/Buster Friendly classic, just as Anonymoose makes an appearance.]

Zoran Sainovic: WHAT is zat damned Caribou doing here?!  I'll kill him!

Joe Pesci: Wait, don't-

[Zoran stomps out, leaving Joe all alone.]

[The camera follows ZS as he stomps down the hall looking for his arch-nemesis, The Anonymoose.  As he turns around a corner, Zoran almost runs into Sabrina Sinstone.]

Zoran Sainovic: Have you seen ze hated Caribou?

Sabrina Sinstone: Thank goodness I found you, Mr. Sainovic - we need you in the locker room, The O-Z and Indian Asassins are killing each other.

Zoran Sainovic: Is helping zem in my job description?

Everyone: Yes.

Zoran Sainovic:  Damn.  Well, <waving hand> lead on.

[Sinstone heads towards the locker room with Sainovic.  Loud arguing can be heard before the two walk in on Rajiv Khan and TJ Zouza duelling with chairs.]

Zoran Sainovic: What seems to be-*

*THWACK*

[No sooner has Sainovic entered the locker room, than the squabling stops, all members of the Enhancement Talent Army going to town on the interim commissioner with chairs.  The door swings closed with the sounds of Joe Pesci's last ally being beaten mercilessly.]

Jeremy Tucker: What did we just see?

Andrew Fulton: I think the jobbers were paying back the new commish for giving Brian Acres the pink slip.

Jeremy Tucker: He definitely reaped what he sowed... but do you know what this means?

Andrew Fulton: ...oh no.

Jeremy Tucker: Yes, Andrew you're the only person who can have Pesci's back in the main event.

Andrew Fulton: Shit.  Radu likes me, right?

Jeremy Tucker: You're getting a bug bath.

[edwarddubin0604]

(Team Fairtex and The Hired Killers were watching the monitor shaking their heads but also banding snd grinding their fists in their palms.)

Tong Fairtex: "What a bunch of tough guys those jobbers are. Oh real tough going after Zoran all because you bastards couldn't take your jobber buddy was fired because of pathetic ring performance."

Phantam Fairtex: "You know what that means don't you brother."

Tong Fairtex: "Some jobbers need to be slapped around and put back in their places. The O-Z is going to be D....O.....A...
If we see those little bastards anywhere and we mean anywhere. You don't touch an official and get away with it without paying a price."

Jade: "Let's hold off on those pieces of worthless trash."

Phantam Fairtex: "You're right let's take it all out on Team SWAT. They think they're heroes well you know what happens to heroes confronted by a real threat and that's us. However, did you see that title defense by Syberus against his buddies."

Tong Fairtex: "Anyone know who forgot the circus clown music since that was one of the worst title defenses I've seen. Yeah there were more pratfalls in that match than a bad comedy skit on Saturday Night Live. The one highlight was goofball Marty Donovan showing his true colors by leaving the ring with a fantasy championship."

Phantam Fairtex: "Did you hear Radu Matae's comments about us and our father. Talking about disgusting and disgraceful."

Kim: "After beating down Team SWAT we'll beat down that walking zombie once and for all for Joe Pesci or Parishnu Jo's sake."

Tong Fairtex: "Only if Soutter tells us to do so. You know Radu you should be careful what you wish for, because you might just get what you want and we'll be glad to deliver the ass kicking you've been richly deserving. Does thst tell you how much your apology was accepted. Who knows maybe we'll dump your rotting corpse in a grave filled with your best friends."

Phantam Fairtex: "He'll just party with them after we shovel him with dirt and bury him forever never to commit horror in the ring ever again."

Kim: "Or he'll comeback again because his bugs will demand money in the form of insect support."

Tong Fairtex: "Well Radu we'll be taking things all out on Team SWAT and if Soutter orders it we'll bury the rest of you to keep Pesci in power and bring Team SWAT to their n=knees all in the same PPV event so Fulton you'll be safe."

Kim: "When you get through with Suzi you'll be showing her what a real champion is."

Jade: "Suzi won't know what hit her when I get through with her and that SWAT World Heavyweight Title will be mine and don't worry Radu I may decide to dedicate it to you if you're a good little boy and let Joe Pesci beat you."

Kim: "I know that won't happen."

Jade: "Meanwhile you have unfinished business with Lynn Brewster."

Kim: "I still have a score to settle with Lynn after she got lucky and defeated me last year. In War Games I'll be glad to really beat her up and make her my slave. You can buy Suzi's merchandise and burn it all in a pile of Team SWAT's other trash."

Tong Fairtex: "Enough talk about thosw worthless assholes. It's time to go to war and we and the KGB will make Soutter and Pesci proud and Team SWAT will be hanging their heads in shame. Let's go and bring glory to the KGB."

Phantam Fairtex: "Right behind you bruh. Let's kick Team SWAT's asses."

(They leave as the scene slowly fades to black.)

[thejerseydevildiva]

Act 1: Delusions

The most common reason we stumble into the delusion of powerlessness is that we're afraid of what other people would do or say or feel if we were to act as we wanted.
Martha Beck

The scene opens on the beautiful Jersey Shore. The sun was bright in the sky, reflecting on the snow that now laid on the ground. The air was still cold and a light wind moved through the tall trees that were now barren. The smells from the local restaurants mix with the burnt gas and oil from the cars and trucks that passed by. The camera moves over the city, and soon comes to a stop on one of the nicer parts of the city. High brick walls run around the homes that were there. The camera focuses on a familiar gate with the big letter "C" in the middle of it. This was the Canelli estate where the gates were closed and two guys dressed in suits sitting in the guard house that sat by the gate. The long driveway stretches around the grounds, and winds along under the tall trees that lined both sides of the driveway. The house soon appears at the end of the horseshoe driveway. The camera moves to the interior of the house where we see a giant fountain sitting in the foyer with a giant globe in the middle of it with the word "THE WORLD YOURS" circles around it. The sound of voices are heard coming from somewhere in the back where we find Joanne sitting behind a large desk. She has her feet up on one corner of it, and leans back in her chair, as she tosses cards into a hat that sat on the floor near by. A few look like it had made it into the hat while others were just inches away from it. Someone was talking on the phone's speaker as she continued.

Voice: Don Canelli, we are looking to make a deal here.

Joanne: I know you are but I really don't see how I can make a deal with you when you're breakin' my balls here Don Carnello.

Don Carnello: I can't go any lower than 60 percent.

Joanne: You can. I had my guy lookin' at the numbers and trust me both of us would make more than you can even fathom in this deal if you give me 50 percent... Hell even if you give me 60 percent you will still make more than enough to cover your costs.

Don Carnello: Don Canelli we can't make this deal. What about security? I'll be making the biggest risk!

Joanne: I'll send extra security. Special security. Listen I'll give you a few days to think it over.

Don Carnello: Alright... Give me a few days and I will let you know I'm sure we can come up with something.

Joanne smiles as she manages to land a card in the hat.

Joanne: Good.

With that she hits the button on the phone and the call ends.

Joanne: Asshole.

The door to the office opens and Reno and Rude step inside. She smiles a fanged smile and gets to her feet.

Rude: Everything alright boss?

Joanne: I'm not sure yet... Carnello isn't willin' to deal that easy... I might have to make a quick trip up the coast.

Reno: Don't you have a match coming up?

Joanne: Yeah I do. I might have to send you two to handle it then. I don't want this play to slip through my fingers.

Rude: When he's going to let you know?

Joanne: In a couple of days, but I want him to make the right choice...

Reno: I get it... So you want us to go up there and make sure he says yes?

Joanne nods.

Joanne: That's right. Someone will meet you at the airport. He's someone that has come recommended by Seph. So you will have backup if needed.

Rude: Are you sure?

Joanne: Yes... Either he'll be on the phone with me in a couple days time or his brains will. Now go and get packed you leave in a few hours.

Reno: What about your match?

Joanne: I'll handle that. Besides by the time you're done, it'll be time for the show. So just meet me there. It's not like I can't travel on my own.

Rude: Sure thing boss. C'mon Reno.

The two of them walk out of the office, leaving Joanne alone once again.

She sits back down in her high backed leather chair, and leans back, as if she was lost in thought.

Joanne: It's the damnest thin' isn't it? Delusions that we create. I mean sure when I was growin' up I figured I would be married to man that had everythin' and I would be able to do whatever I wanted in my life. But that came to a dead end, and my lie totally changed with one incident. The death of my mother. I learned that delusions only got in the way in life. And one that keeps playin' in my head is the biggest one that I have had lately... Vampira's stupid delusion of her being my sire. Honey my sire is a Methuselah or do you know what that is? You see he's a very old and powerful vampire that could kill you with one word. You don't have that kind of power let alone any control over me. I know you think you have me but you don't. You're delusions are some of the worst that I have ever seen. Now I should really get onto the match at hand. Goth you better keep your little bitch of a girlfriend on a leash. If you don't... I will. And I could use  little pet... Or rather my sire could. And I don't think you want that. I've seen your matches, and once again you have your head up your own ass thinkin' that you're the best of the best. So what if you've held titles I have one now. Bring your sorry ass and your skank ass girlfriend to the ring, and try to stop me.

She turns the chair and faces the window but doesn't cast a reflection.

Joanne: Suzi Swallows... I mean Spitz I don't even know how you got mixed up in this little tiff. Why did you put your nose into somethin' where it doesn't belon'? I hate nosy people. But whatever, you're goin' to be another victim that stood in my way just to get run over once again by someone that is better than you. "Oh but I won the world title!" Who fuckin' cares?! So what? When you lose it what does that make you? Just someone else that has held gold! Once you die you're forgotten. You become just another name that fades away with time. But me, I'll be around for a long, long time. Suzi if I were you I would just forget about this match and walk away from the company. That might be your best bet instead of steppin' into the ring with me. Frosty how many times do we have to face off? I mean we have stepped toe to toe before and it never turns out good. Even though it's good to see you again, just on the wrong side.  Jonnie I don't know who the fuck you are let alone ever heard of you. I know that you held a title.. Do you still have it? No, maybe? I don't even pay attention to you. You're not really worth the time to even address.

She digs her sharp nails into the arms of the chair and yet a smile forms on her deep red lips.

Joanne: Lynn... Where do I even begin with you? You managed to cross the boss and piss him off enough that he made you into his slave. I have to admit it was funny to see you on your knees polishing the floor. Of course if he asked to polish somethin' else you would have done it. Now you have a chance to gain your freedom, and I have to admit I'm not goin' to let that happen. At least not that easy. I'm goin' to take such great joy in this match just to prove a point. And to my team mates lets work together and show these assholes how we do it. We stand together, and we will win. We will fight until the end, and there is nothin' that you can do to stop us. We are the Mafioso; and we get paid to kick your ass. See you soon and good luck you're goin' to need it.

She smiles and stares out at the yard below. The day was passing by and night would soon fall. She gets up from where she sits and walks out of the office closing the door behind her, as the scene fades to black.

[SWAT Team]

[Centuries by Fall Out Boy hits and the SWAT Tron lights up with a video package.]

[We see the entire KGB doing a group beat down on the OZs and Khans.]

[We see Tong and Phantam Fairtex double crossing Goth and costing him the Hardcore Title and joining the KGB.]

[We see Frostbite bringing the fight to the KGB, and then kidnapping Soutter in an ambulance.]

[we see THE KGB tailing Frostbite in a taxi.]

[We see Joe Pesci making Lynn Brewster his slave.]

[We see Don Joanne Canelli winning the Amazons Championship.]

[We see Suzi Spits winning the WORLD Championship.]

[We see Roxylishus delivering the Split Splash to Goth.]

[We see Lucky Linda and the rest of Team SWAT forming.]

[We see Goth placing a curse on the Society and KGB.]

[We see Team SWAT in a huddle and Linda stepping aside to finish her feud with Avery.]

[We see Jonnie Valentine winning the World Title and the KGB ruining his celebration.]

[We see Suzi Spits jump on top of him to take the punishment herself and save Valentine.]

[We see Timeless holding the Anzac Cup aloft.]

[We see Valentine and Spitz joining Team SWAT.]

[We see Team SWAT in art class.]

[We see the KGB plotting in their locker room.]

[We see Frostbite standing bloody and victorious over a fallen Soutter.]

[We see the KGB and Team SWAT facing each other across the arena and rampway.]

Jeremy Tucker : This is it folks, the WAR GAMES is upon us!

Andrew Fulton : Finally, the KGB gets to shut up these cry baby sooks once and for all.

Jeremy Tucker : The KGB has run roughshod over the entire SWAT for the past three years since our return, and finally, the locker room have united to put an end to this dictatorship.

Andrew Fulton : This is the strongest the Bandits have ever been! No rag tag thrown together group stand a chance against them, no matter who is on that team.

[Peel Their Caps Back hits and the KGB make their way down to the double ring cage. Tong and Phantam make up the front taunting the fans, Timeless and Roxylishus then follow, looking like movie stars, Soutter, Bruno and Joanne Canelli follow at the rear. Tong tests the cage shaking it, then they huddle together going over some last minute plans and strategy.]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is a War Games five Vs five battle. Introducing first, THE KROSS GLOBAL BANDITS! Mad Dog Paul Soutter! Sir Winsalot Timeless Alex Turner! The SWAT Amazons Champion, Don Joanne Canelli and Tong & Phantam Fairtex!!!

Jeremy Tucker : The Bandits look the epitome of a Team. They are focused and as we can clearly see, all on the same page.

Andrew Fulton : They are a unit Jerry, in every sense of the word. No art class or day spa retreat is going to get Team SWAT even close.

["My Heart Beats With People" by Jonnie Valentine hits, and Team SWAT make their way down the entrance towards the double ring cage. Frostbite and Goth take the lead, eager to get into the battle, Jonnie, Suzi and Brewster then follow them down.]

Frank Salazar : And introducing their opponents, The SWAT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, ‘Fairly unbeatable’ Jonnie Valentine!!! The SWAT Pan Am Champion, ‘The Violent Vixen’ Suzi Spitz!!! ‘The Cold Hearted Bastard’ Frostbite!!! ‘Wildcat’ Lynn Brewster!!! And ‘the King of Goths’ Psychotic Goth!!!! TEAM SWAT!!!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Referee Joe Davola standing between both teams and instructing them, two men will begin, one from each team, after 5 minutes, there will be a coin toss, whoever wins that coin toss enters next, and then we alternate every two minutes until all ten are in the ring, and then the only way to win is to make a member of the opposition submit.

Andrew Fulton : Come on Bandits! We got this!

Jeremy Tucker : We?

Andrew Fulton : Goth runs into the ring, looks like he has decided he will start things off for Team SWAT, and Timeless steps towards the ring, rubbing his hands together, and he then enters, and Davola signals the match is under way.

Jeremy Tucker : Five minutes until the next person can enter, these two have quite the storied rivalry, and Goth wastes no time and charges at Timeless. Timeless leap frogs him and as Goth bounces off the ropes of both rings, Timeless levels him with the most beautiful drop kick you would ever see.

Andrew Fulton : It doesn’t get any better, eat your heart out Valentine!

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie applauds on the outside, credit where credit is due. Timeless taunts him and yells at him thru the cage ‘That is how you do it!” WHAM!! Goth with a running knee to the back of the head and Timeless eats the steel mesh.

Andrew Fulton : Goth then plants Timeless with a lightning German suplex, and a second ... and a THIRD!

Jeremy Tucker : Vampira cheering Goth on from the sidelines, and Roxylishus encouraging her man, she bangs on the cage and yells at Goth, and he snarls at her, she tries to distract him, using her siren charms but Goth is laughing at her, he is immune to her antics.

Andrew Fulton : CRACK! Is he? Timeless with a double ax handle from behind levels Goth.

Jeremy Tucker : Roxylishus is laughing, and now Vampira is seeing red! She charges at Roxylishus and the two valets start rolling around on the outside of the cage in a huge cat fight. In the ring Timeless drills Goth with an exploder suplex.

Andrew Fulton : Get her Roxy! Wow! Vampira just ripped the top of Roxylishus open, and we have a wardrobe malfunction guys.

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

Andrew Fulton : Vampira isn’t done, she rams Roxylishus face first into the cage, and then rips her top and dress right off, and Roxylishus is standing there in her UNDERWEAR JERRY!

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

Andrew Fulton : I think it is all a bit much for my partner in crime, and who could blame him, look at HER!

Jeremy Tucker : (stammering) Sorry folks, looks like we had a communication malfunction as well as a wardrobe one.

Andrew Fulton : Sure we did Jerry, you were just gobsmacked by Roxylishus and her hot bod!

Jeremy Tucker : She is quite the specimen, i didn’t know they could look like that.

Andrew Fulton : Get your head back in the game Jerry, my sister will have your guts for garters you keep this drooling up.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless looks at Roxy in her underwear, and is aghast. He moves to the door and tries to exit the cage, but he can’t get out, its locked. He screams at the Bandits, who are sort of leering and Bruno pulls Vampira away from there and throws Roxy over his shoulder and heads to the back with her.

Andrew Fulton : Bruno gets all the luck.

Jeremy Tucker : Goth grabs Timeless and throws him into the corner and opens a can of whoop ass on him! He is going to town on Timeless, he throws him into the opposite corner, and Trainwrecks him!

Andrew Fulton : INVERTED ATOMIC DROP! Timeless with an inverted atomic drop on Goth!

Jeremy Tucker : T Bone! NO! Goth ands on his feet! GORE! Goth with a GORE!!!!

Andrew Fulton : The bell rings and it’s time for the coin toss, five minutes is up Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Ref flips the coin and Soutter yells out heads, it drops on a head, and Joanne Canelli charges into the ring and chop blocks Goth.

Andrew Fulton : Yes! KGB won the toss!

Jeremy Tucker : Canelli bulldogs Goth, then stomps on him, Timeless back on his feet and he starts stomping on Goth too.

Andrew Fulton : Timeless locks on a full nelson, and Canelli with a spin kick, and as she connect Timeless flips Goth over with a full nelson overhead suplex.

Jeremy Tucker : Goth is reeling, Timeless and Canelli continue to lay the boots into him, he has to hold them off for a bit longer before he gets some help in there.

Andrew Fulton : Timeless grabs him by the ears and gets in his face and starts screaming in his face, Goth turns beet red in anger, and Canelli from behind with a low blow, and Timeless then T Bones Goth into the steel cage.

Jeremy Tucker : The bell rings and the ref calls for the door to open and Goth is getting some help, Valentine jumps in next, that’s a surprise.

Andrew Fulton : I thought he may have saved himself for last.

Jeremy Tucker : He wants in right now, and he clotheslines Timeless.

Andrew Fulton : Canelli runs at him and he drop kicks her. Timeless runs at him and he gets a drop kick too!

Jeremy Tucker : Picture Perfect drop kick!

Andrew Fulton : Jonnie cartwheels and pumps up the crowd, and Goth dives on Timeless and starts ramming his head into the canvas.

Jeremy Tucker : Valentines with a Hotshot- irish whip into ropes on Canelli and flapjack throat on the top rope.

Andrew Fulton : Goth and Jonnie back up and they connect with each others backs and turn around, and Goth is not happy.

Jeremy Tucker : This isn’t a promising start.

Andrew Fulton : Goth yelling at Jonnie and telling him they can go right now.

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie is backing up, explaining it was incidental contact. Goth is losing it. He really hates Valentine.

Andrew Fulton : He cursed him and all the Society and the Bandits as well Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless charges at Jonnie, but Jonnie see’s him coming and ducks out of the way, and Timeless cross body blocks Goth.

Andrew Fulton : Vampira roars on the outside, how come she is still allowed out here but Roxylishus is gone?

Jeremy Tucker : She had no clothes left Andy.

Andrew Fulton : Canelli with a mafia kick to Jonnie. Jonnie gets back to his feet, and Timeless flies at him but Jonnie flips him over with a belly to belly suplex.

Jeremy Tucker : Joanne goes for a clothesline but jonnie ducks under it and drops her with a chicken wing suplex.

Andrew Fulton : The bell rings and Tong jumps into the cage. Goth and he start duking it out, leaving Jonnie two on one with Timeless and Joanne. Jonnie Irish whips Timeless right at Joanne, but she sort of disappears and Timeless runs thru Goth. Joanne then re-appears behind Valentine and jumps on his back locking on a sleeper.

Jeremy Tucker : Valentine is shocked, he didn’t see how she got there, and neither did i, what was that?

Andrew Fulton : She is quick Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Valentine fading to one knee, he still doesn’t really know how he got in this predicament, Tong holds Goth, and Timeless starts wailing away on him with some HUGE right hands. Them right hands should be illegal if you ask me.

Andrew Fulton : He is wearing a glove over his replacement hand. Don’t be so prejudiced Jerry, if it was a one legged man could he get a prosthetic?

Jeremy Tucker : Well, yes, but it’s completely different.

Andrew Fulton : Says you, but poor Timeless, where are his rights, he identifies as an amputee, and you go throwing mud on his name, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Jeremy Tucker : Well, I’m not. Timeless and Tong double whip Goth to the ropes as Tong spears Goth, Timeless lunges with a flying clothesline. Goth is out of it

Andrew Fulton : Jonnie is hulking up, he is powering out of the sleeper and up to one knee. The KGB surround him ... Joanne releases the sleeper and BANG! TRIPLE SUPERKICK!

Jeremy Tucker : Tong, Timeless and Joanne all just super kick Jonnie Valentine in the head at the exact same time, he is in big trouble here, and just in time, the bell rings and we got another member of Team SWAT going in there.

Andrew Fulton : Suzi Spitz runs into the ring. She is a ball of fire. She double clotheslines Timeless and Tong, then drills Joanne with an inverted Russian leg sweep, sending Joanne face first to the mat. Suzi then rips off her top,and the crowd get excited, to see she has one under it, a Society of the New Breed top. The pop goes even louder and she winks to Valentine.

Jeremy Tucker : Suzi is in the Society!!!! This is amazing. She is just what they need. Goth back on his feet and he mounts Timeless and starts ground and pounding him.

Andrew Fulton : Jonnie moves onto Tong, he is still a bit groggy, but he shakes it off, and starts grating Tongs face across the mesh cage.

Jeremy Tucker : Running Powerslam by Goth to Timeless.

Andrew Fulton : Suzi with a split legged moonsault on Joanne.

Jeremy Tucker : Team SWAT now with the even numbers having their way with the KGB.

Andrew Fulton : Spitz is fresh, give it another minute and the tables will turn.

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie with a knee drop to the back of Tongs elbow.

Andrew Fulton : Goth ties Timeless up in the top and middle ropes, and now he starts wailing away with some HUGE right hands. This is illegal Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Not tonight it isn’t. Valentine with another knee drop to the elbow of Tong.

Andrew Fulton : Suzi with a tilt a whirl back breaker on Joanne. Joanne is slumped on her knee, and Jonnie picks up Tong and suplexes him onto the chest of Joanne!

Jeremy Tucker : Devastating manoeuvre.

Andrew Fulton : The bell rings and Phantam charges into the ring, this leaves just Suit to come in last.

Jeremy Tucker : Phantam runs in and nails Goth with a cutter.

Andrew Fulton : Phantam then picks Tong up, and they double clothesline Suzi Spitz.

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie stands up to face both of them off, but from behind Timeless nails him with a clubbing round arm forearm blow.

Andrew Fulton : Phantam and Tong then both hoist Valentine up and double stun gun him onto the ropes.

Jeremy Tucker : Joanne grabs Goth by the hair and starts ramming his head into the cage repeatedly. Vampira hisses at her from the outside and Canelli then dramatically licks the neck of Goth in slow motion, and then plants him with a scorpion death drop.

Andrew Fulton : Vampira is livid, she has lost it and is tearing at the cage insanely trying to get in. Wow, she is very protective and jealous of her man Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : The bell rings and Lynn Brewster runs into the ring, that leaves only Frostbite to go, the two blood rivals anchoring their respective teams.

Andrew Fulton : Brewster clobbers Tong, then Phantam. Jonnie grabs Joanne and he presses her over his head, then he pushes up and slams her back into the cage roof, over and over again he rams her back into the roof.

Jeremy Tucker : Goth grabs the heads of Phantam and Tong and double noggen knockers them.

Andrew Fulton : Spitz and Brewster with a double hip toss on Timeless, then a double arm drag. Phantam charges in and gets double back body dropped into the opposite ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie dives over both sets of ropes with a big splash on Phantam.

Andrew Fulton : Suzi Irish whips Tong into the corner, then she grabs Brewster and Irish whips her into Tong, Lynn connecting with a back elbow to Tong. Tong dazed charges out of the corner and Suzi takes him over with a monkey flip.

Jeremy Tucker : Suzi and Lynn with a double arm twist into a double super kick on Timeless.

Andrew Fulton : Joanne blocking a suplex attempt. Jonnie comes off the top rope with a sunset flip and as Joanne resists going down, Suzi hart attack clothesline her down into the sunset flip.

Jeremy Tucker : Team SWAT showing the team moves here, that retreat paying BIG dividends!

Andrew Fulton : For now, but any second the odds will be back in our favour.

Jeremy Tucker : Goth with a suplex on Timeless and Jonnie then catches Timeless coming down with a codebreaker double knee to the face. Goth looks down at Timeless and snarls at Valentine, what is this guys problem?

Andrew Fulton : He just cherry picked his move Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : He did no such thing, it’s a team match, he helped him.

Andrew Fulton : Goth doesn’t need nor want anyones help.

Jeremy Tucker : Then why is he even in this match?

Andrew Fulton : He was fine with the original Team SWAT before Valentine and Suzi jumped on board.

Jeremy Tucker : To make the team better and a full team, yeah, who would not want that?

Andrew Fulton : Goth. Goth electric chairs Phantam up so his head hits the cage roof, and then turns it into a back suplex as Suzi comes off the top rope with a flying clothesline. Such a dangerous move, several wrestlers careers have been ended with that exact move.

Jeremy Tucker : The bell rings and Soutter runs into the cage, he is fresh as a daisy and starts picking off Team SWAT at will. A big headbutt to Goth. He then bulldogs him and as he does clotheslines Brewster.

Andrew Fulton : Valentine runs at Soutter and Suit catches him with a bear hug. Suit then runs into the steel cage, smashing Jonnie into it, the whole cage just rocked!

Jeremy Tucker : The rules to this are stupid with the coin toss, i never got it, why not just and a member of each team at the same time?

Andrew Fulton : Don’t get ahead of yourself Jerry and start trying to reinvent the wheel and fix what isn’t broken.

Jeremy Tucker : Soutter grabs Brewster and flings her across the ring, and Canelli meets her with a brutal roundhouse kick.

Andrew Fulton : Tong and Phantam grab an arm each of Suzi, and Soutter stalks her, wrapping his hand around her throat and breathing on her face in a creepy manner. He then head butts her, and blood spurts from her nose.

Jeremy Tucker : Get Frostbite in there! This is getting out of hand with the number advantage.

Andrew Fulton : Tong and Phantam hoist Goth up and Timeless off the top rope powerbombs him!

Jeremy Tucker : Joanne Canelli mounts Brewster and starts slapping her face, big right and left hand open slaps. Loud ones too, the cheeks of Lynn turning redder and redder.

Andrew Fulton : Lynn has put it all on the line once again joining this team. She is still officially Pesci’s slave you know. I heard him state specifically, that for this insubordination, that after he defeats Radu tonight, he will celebrate by officially firing her.

Jeremy Tucker : So her future isn’t even in her own hands, whatever happens here in the war games for her, she is still reliant on Radu.

Andrew Fulton : And he hates her more than he hates Joe. The bell rings, that’s it, now it’s really on.

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite runs in the ring, now is time for the War Beyond!

Andrew Fulton : Frostbite runs straight at Soutter, and they stand toe to toe, staring each other down. Their epic feud last year won feud of the year, and that was the finale when Frosty won the Last Man Standing match at Battleground #22. There is no need for this.

Jeremy Tucker : It’s one of them long pause moments, the drama telling the story. The crowd are on the edges of their seat, and The KGB form in unity behind Soutter, all staring down Frosty.

Andrew Fulton : Team SWAT make it slowly to their feet and form in behind Frostbite, and we have an old fashioned show down!

Jeremy Tucker : WHAM! Frostbite with a Superkick ....... TO SUZI SPITZ!!!! What in the hell is that?

Andrew Fulton : Team Fairtex both charge at Goth and power him down. Joanne grabs Wildcat Lynn Brewster and runs her across the ring flinging her into the steel cage mesh.

Jeremy Tucker : This is unbelievable. Its Jonnie standing there, and Frostbite approaches Soutter, and he HUGS HIM! Frostbite is joining the KGB!

Andrew Fulton : Soutter said he had a plan on the Suite to Pesci. I never even saw it coming!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite pulls off his team SWAT t shirt and throws it at Valentine, under it is a KGB t shirt. He and Soutter stand there, side by side, Jonnie glares at them, and then motions them, come on. WHAM!!! Timeless from behind with the chop block on Valentine!

Andrew Fulton : Frostbite, Soutter and Timeless then start triple stomping Jonnie. This is the bestest War Games ever Jerry. Suzi dives on top of Jonnie, once again taking the blows for him. Whats with that?

Jeremy Tucker : She’s Society now. Frostbite and Soutter high five. The Society run down to the ring to help their leader, but the cage is locked again.

Andrew Fulton : Davola locked the cage as he entered, no one gets in or out until this match is over.

Jeremy Tucker : Bangkok Blaster 2.0 on Brewster. (Tong executes Muy Thai style Ghettoblaster while Phantam executes legsweep)

Andrew Fulton : Phantam locks on a Sharp Shooter on Lynn. This could be it.

Jeremy Tucker : Tong drops down and while she is in the sharp shooter, he applies a cross face. Brewster howls in agony.

Andrew Fulton : Frosty, Canelli, Soutter and Timeless all still stomping away on Suzi, Jonnie and Goth.

Jeremy Tucker : She nods her head to Davola. Brewster just submitted.

Andrew Fulton : The KGB wins! KGB WINS!!!!

Jeremy Tucker : And they have a new member.

Andrew Fulton : Davola raises the hands of Soutter and Tong. Phantam, Joanne, Timeless and Frostbite all line up joining hands also, raised high in triumph.

[Peel Their Caps Back hits and the cage begins to raise, Syb and Tux and Karnage slide into the ring and drag Jonnie and Suzi out. Vampira the same with Goth. Brewster is unmoved. The KGB stand over them. Gloating and the road agents and EMT’s swarm the outside, checking on the members of Team SWAT.

Jeremy Tucker : Syb and Tux starring daggers at all the Bandits in the ring, they know now is not their time though.

Andrew Fulton : Damn straight it isn’t. It’s The Bandits Times! You know, the winners.

Jeremy Tucker : The KGB and Soutter are indeed the Kings of the Swerve. Proving that once again here tonight, with Frostbite now joining up with his former bitter rivals. Why Frostbite? Why?

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: Well fans, as we get closer to midnight, it is time for our main event of the evening. The top draw and the most hated man in our company pairing off, and one of them won't be with us in the New Year.

Andrew Fulton: Poor Joe.

Jeremy Tucker: When Radu Matei beat Soutter to win the Helloween Cup, we all expected him to cash in his open contract for a world title shot, attempting to reclaim the strap from Suzi Spitz - but instead he demanded this retirement match. A final gift for SWAT, saving us from Joe Pesci's malignant presence.

Andrew Fulton: There is nothing selfless about it, Joe has been making Radu's life miserable since their days together in SWAT Japan. That's almost twenty years of bad blood to spill.

Jeremy Tucker: I'd say it would be a blood bath, but I don't expect this to last too long. Let's send it down to Frank Salazar in the ring.

[Decked out in a tuxedo, the SWAT announcer doesn't even need his usual cue cards.]

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen... for New Years Nightmare, this is your MAIN EVENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Main event pop!]

Frank Salazar: The following RETIREMENT MATCH is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit...

[The lights dim.]

Frank Salazar: Entering first, standing at 5'8" and weighing in at 178 pounds... coming to us from Osaka, Japan....

The owner of Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition...

JOE PESSSSSSSSSSSCI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



[Wiseguy by Joe Pesci blasts over the PA system, as pyro - at least as many fireworks as all the rest of the show combined, explode! Blackened clouds waft over the crowd, as the owner of SWAT comes out in an Armani suit. The tron shows highlights of his SWAT Japan days, when Joe was a substantially more active worker. Knocking around guys twice his size, beating up women with his shoe, if these are the images that make him look good, imagine what he leaves out.]

Jeremy Tucker : Mr. Pesci was assembling a virtual army of allies to keep his hands from getting dirty tonight, but over the course of the evening - his mercenary army, hall of fame ringers, toady Sainovic, the KGB, even his best friend Paul Soutter has deserted him. The SWAT owner doesn't have a friend in the world.

Andrew Fulton: Joe doesn't need 'em! He might be too good to knock around that walking corpse Radu, but when push comes to shove, Joe will take care of business! And what do you mean, no friends? I'm Joe's friend! The SWAT faithful are all rooting for him. I don't see why everyone isn't - I mean the guy who owns SWAT is fired, what happens to the company?!

Jeremy Tucker: I'm sure his shares will be put on the market.

Andrew Fulton: I'm not going back to Tapatalk!

[Entering the ring, Joe Pesci walks to the far corner. Referee Kip Katt tries to frisk him, only to be told to screw himself. Any disqualifications will result in the referees termination. Joe pulls out some brass knuckles, not even hiding them.]

Frank Salazar: And his opponent... standing at 6'2" and weighing in at 234lbs... he comes to us from Sibiu, Romania...

The former world heavyweight champion...
And Helloween Cup 2019 winner...

The Sacrificial Idol

RAAAAAAADUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Pop of the night!]

 

[One arm in a sling, the heap of gauze that looks more like a mummy than a man pushes through the entrance curtains with his good arm. Radu Matei's heavily bandaged face sets off a tsunami of flashbulbs, as the former champion enjoys a hero's welcome. Eyes locked on his hated rival, Deathless still makes time to extend his working arm to hive five the fans, even though it pains him.]

Jeremy Tucker: He had the chance to go after Spitz and Valentine, god knows he's the top contender regardless of the Cup, but Matei still opted to go after Pesci. Matei was actually looking to retire BEFORE the Helloween Cup, he's only still in the company because Joe forced him to stay.

Andrew Fulton: Don't blame the victim! Joe kept the big idiot around to make the fans happy. Joe bleeds SWAT!

Jeremy Tucker: He's certainly about too.

[Matei enters the ring, sticking to the corner opposite Joe, daggers in his eyes.]

Jeremy Tucker: You could cut the tension with a knife...

Andrew Fulton: I bet Joe is packing one of those too.

DING!!!

Jeremy Tucker: And there off, Joe Pesci bounding out of the corner using those MAD NINJA skills he's been bragging about all month to snap off a spinning heel kick at his one armed opponent-






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Jeremy Tucker: Radu stepping into it, catching Joe with his good arm and... BODY SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Andrew Fulton: He spiked Joe's damn head!!!!!!!!!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Big surprise there. Matei spiking Pesci with that bodyslam, and hooking the leg!!!!

Andrew Fulton: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



















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Jeremy Tucker: NO! Kip Katt not completing the three count! He's terrified that Pesci will fire him if he does.

Andrew Fulton: With good reason, Joe totally will.

Jeremy Tucker: Radu Matei explaining to Katt that if he doesn't do his job, Matei will have no choice but to tear the referees arm out of the socket and use it to make the three count himself. I believe him.

Andrew Fulton: Don't give in to bullies, Kip! Stand by your principles and stay on Team Joe! Aw. He's giving into bullies.

Jeremy Tucker: Having laid down the law with the referee, Radu turns to find Pesci slowly crawling away.

Andrew Fulton: You can do it, Joe! Crawl to safety!!!






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Andrew Fulton: ...He didn't crawl fast enough.

Jeremy Tucker: One armed gorilla press SPIKES Joe on his head!!!!!!!!!!!! Matei with the cover...















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Jeremy Tucker: What is HE doing here?

Andrew Fulton: TIMELESS ALEX TURNER JUST BROKE THE PIN! Spinning elbow to the back of Radu's head!

Jeremy Tucker: I thought Soutter forbade the KGB from getting involved!

Andrew Fulton: Turner catching Matei by surprise, stomping a hole in him! When Matei defended the world title against Turner, he sent Roxy to the hospital! Turner HATES Matei enough that he is not letting this chance for revenge slip through his robotic fingers!

Jeremy Tucker: Turner drags Matei off of Pesci with a dragon suplex! Locking on the Turnabout, and just cranking back on that broken arm! Pesci slowly regaining consciousness as Turner takes Matei apart with that brutal rings of saturn variation.

Andrew Fulton: Soutter is not going to like this! If Matei submits, that counts for Joe, right?

Jeremy Tucker: We saw them as a united front standing proud over SWAT not twenty minutes ago, but there is definitely trouble in paradise if Alex Turner is coming to Joe's aid. Even Tong Fairtex is listening to Soutter's orders on this one, and he despises Matei!

Andrew Fulton: Damn it, it looks like Alex has further broken Matei's arm, and the dumb bastard shows no signs of giving up! Come on!

Jeremy Tucker: Kip Katt initially telling Turner to get out of the ring, but at this point not even pretending to enforce the laws. If he was skeptical about his ability to make a three count, he sure isn't disqualifying Joe!

Andrew Fulton: Speaking of Joe, he's up on his feet and kicking away at Matei while Turner restrains him. A lot of straight shots to the head. Matei is bleeding, to the surprise of no one.

Joe Pesci: Al, get this slime up! I've been working on a move!

Jeremy Tucker: Mr. Pesci insisting that Alex Turner let go of the Turnabout, so that Joe can hit one of his new moves.

Andrew Fulton: He calls it the Goodfellas Suplex.

Jeremy Tucker: Pesci putting the semi-conscious Matei into a wristlock and...



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Jeremy Tucker: Matei drops him on his head!

Andrew Fulton: Joe out cold! But if he ever hits that Goodfellas Suplex, it’s all over!

Jeremy Tucker: Before Matei can capitalize, Turner is on him with a bulldog! Throws some elbows. Gutwrench suplex to position him in the center of the ring!

Andrew Fulton: Turner has already been through that gruelling War Games match, but with one arm, Matei is easy pickings! Go Alex!

Jeremy Tucker: FALCON ARROW!!! A SECOND ONE!!!!! Turner putting Pesci's unconscious body on top for the pin...















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Andrew Fulton: Matei threw Pesci off him. ...and Joe landed on his head. Not cool.

Jeremy Tucker: Matei sitting up, into a vicious dropkick to the head by Timeless! Timeless now lifting Radu up for the TURN ME LOOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Jeremy Tucker: Timeless putting Pesci on top again...














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Andrew Fulton: Damn it! Matei with the shoulder up!

Jeremy Tucker: Timeless shoving the unconscious Pesci aside, so he can hit ANOTHER TURN ME LOOSE!!!! Dragging Pesci back on...

Andrew Fulton: AND DIVING ON TOP TOO! BOTH MEN ON TOP OF MATEI!!!!!!!!!!!!!














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Jeremy Tucker: Foot in the ropes.

Andrew Fulton: Timeless was so close to ending Matei's career.

Jeremy Tucker: Dragging Matei up, and irish whip sends him crashing into the corner. Turner charges in with a running kneelft! Back elbow! Setting up again, charging over with a handspring elb- Matei catches him, chokeslam over the top rope. Turner landed on the apron...

Andrew Fulton: Matei trying to catch his breath, and Timeless climbing up the ropes to keep the pressure on him. Standing on the apron, Timeless choking Radu with one hand, and firing off elbow shots with the other!

Jeremy Tucker: Matei firing off a forearm smash of his own - catching Timeless on the temple! That hit the sweet spot! The eyes just rolled into the back of Timeless head! Turner is out on his feet. Deathless pulling Timeless's throat down against the top rope... and slingshots him off -

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*SMASH*

Andrew Fulton: Timeless sent through the air CRASHING into our Mandarin announce .... Wipeout!

Jeremy Tucker: Turner is wrapped around the frame of the table, covered in broken wood, monitors, cables... Timeless managed to make this match last more than a minute, but I think thats the end of Pesci's luck.

Andrew Fulton: Run Joe!

Jeremy Tucker: Joe Pesci crawling like his life depended on it, and it does... but Radu with enough strength to grab his ankle. Timeless took a lot out of him, but Radu still with enough left to finish this. Picking up Joe... and setting him up.

Andrew Fulton: Don't worry Joe, I'll save you!!!

Jeremy Tucker: ...

Andrew Fulton: ...

Jeremy Tucker: ...Usually when someone says that they... get up and help.

Andrew Fulton: I want to, but I can't leave you alone to call this by yourself. I'm a professional.

Jeremy Tucker: That's very kind of - GANSO BOMB!!!



















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Andrew Fulton: Wait what?

Jeremy Tucker: The two men go from the cover back into the ganso bomb position? What's going on here??

Andrew Fulton: It's Timeless! He's buried in the table, can barely move, but to save Joe from getting pinned, he's TURNING BACK TIME to before the finish! What a great guy!

Jeremy Tucker: Except he didn't rewind far enough!

Joe Pesci: NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jeremy Tucker: GANSO BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






















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Andrew Fulton: Timeless is doing it again! We're going back to the set-up! Maybe Pesci can reverse out of it this time?

Jeremy Tucker: He's not a wrestler.

Joe Pesci: NOT AGAIN!

Jeremy Tucker: GANSO BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!



























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Andrew Fulton: Alex - give him a few more seconds this time!

Timeless: OK!

Jeremy Tucker: And they speed back in time again... but not far enough.

Joe Pesci: God damn it...

Jeremy Tucker:GANSO BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!



























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Andrew Fulton: Timeless does it one more time.

Jeremy Tucker: I know we're travelling back in time, but the swelling on Joe's face looks like the damage is accumulating.

Joe Pesci <spitting up teeth>: No mo-

Andrew Fulton & Jeremy Tucker: GANSO BOMB!!!!!!!!
















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Timeless: I think we're caught in a loop.

Joe Pesci: I qui-

Jeremy Tucker, Andrew Fulton & Timeless: GANSO BOMB!!!!!!













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Joe Pesci: Kill me.
















Jeremy Tucker, Andrew Fulton, Timeless & Audience: GANSO BOMB!!!















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THREE-

Andrew Fulton: ZORAN SAINOVIC breaks the pin!

Jeremy Tucker: Our interim commissioner heavily bandaged and looking worse for wear from his Enhancement Talent beating, still able to walk, coming out to Pesci's aid.

Andrew Fulton: He might be barely there, but he's wielding two sickles like he was freakin' Kratos - knife chains are the great equaizer!

Jeremy Tucker: Sainovic wrapping a chain around Radu's neck, pulls him off Pesci. Choking his nemesis, while hacking him up with the sickle!

Andrew Fulton: He's serious about hanging onto the commissioner gig. I think Joe would be happy to throw in the towel, he's not moving - kind of looks like roadkill. I'd give him a 0.4 on the Radu Matei scale - which is nuts! Who gets that high on that scale? I think 0.6 is death.

Jeremy Tucker: Sainovic with a surgeon's precision just cutting away Matei's bandages, exposing raw bloody nerves, and going to town on them.

Andrew Fulton: Matei with his one arm grabs Sainovic by the neck, and tosses forwards with a judo throw!

Jeremy Tucker: Sainovic lands on his feet, and slashing Matei again! Matei is bleeding out!

Andrew Fulton: Matei trying to defend with a forearm smash, but Sainovic ducks under it - REVOLVER!!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Sainovic wrapping the chain around Matei's neck again to choke him, and using the other chain to drag Pesci on top-
















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Andrew Fulton: Matei manages to kickout! Choked himself to do it, but managed to hold on.

Jeremy Tucker: THE CONDITIONER!!!

Andrew Fulton: Six - seven - eight rotations! Sainovic using the chain to choke on top of the sleeper! Matei's eyes bulging out!

Jeremy Tucker: The two rolling over the prone Joe - 1 - 2 - almost pinned Joe in the process!

Andrew Fulton: Sainovic and Timeless aren't out here so much to help Joe as much as they completely despise Matei and want to force his retirement.

Jeremy Tucker: This sounded like Radu's last match regardless of the result. This is their last chance to legally hurt him. Matei is unresponsive, and Sainovic finally letting go of that vicious choke.

Andrew Fulton: Whipping him with those sickles! The canvas is completely drenched in gore.

Jeremy Tucker: Zoran whipping Matei again and again, until there is no movement. HE'S DONE! I know Joe Pesci discourages it, but we should really get some security out here to top this.

Andrew Fulton: Sainovic finally stabbing his sickles into the canvas, and lifting Radu up - here we go!

Jeremy Tucker: THE PAIN!

Andrew Fulton: Sainovic putting Pesci on top...






















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*POP*

Jeremy Tucker: Matei gets a shoulder up! I don't know how he did it, but he somehow managed to get his shoulder up! ...Just enough to roll Pesci off... on his head.

Andrew Fulton: Zoran does not look happy about that. Trying to-

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Jeremy Tucker: Sainovic goes for the Sureshot, but Matei turns it into a CENTIPEDE SUPLEX!!!!!

Andrew Fulton: Damn it! Matei now slowly dragging himself up... almost slipping in his own blood. And pulls Zainovic into the Bed Bugs YES!!!

*BOO*
Jeremy Tucker: Before Matei can hit it, Timeless from behind with a bull dog! Second wind from the former hardcore champion, Falcon arrow!!!

Andrew Fulton: Matei looks dead. Joe might be dead. Timeless and Zoran exchanging notes.

Jeremy Tucker: The vultures.

Andrew Fulton: Timeless and Sainovic taking Matei over with a double suplex. Now setting him up in the corner for a SPIKE PILEDRIVER! PLANTED him! But they aren't taking any chances! ONE MORE TIME!!!

Jeremy Tucker: SPIKE PILEDRIVER------ NO! Radu getting his feet free, and turning it into a victory roll right onto Sainovic's neck! Stinger! Sainovic looks like he's having a seizure! Timeless charging over for a Turn Me Loo- BED BUGS BITE!!!!!!!!!!!

*MONSTER POP*

Andrew Fulton: All four men down. Come on Joe!

Jeremy Tucker: Pesci the only one moving slightly... crawl over to Matei, places a hand on his shoulder. I guess we'll call that a cover...























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Andrew Fulton: Matei gets his damned foot on the ropes! Pesci trying to pull the foot off, but doesn't have the strength to lift it-











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Jeremy Tucker: Matei with a makeshift CENTIPEDE LOCK!!!!! Has Pesci wrapped around the bottom rope.

Andrew Fulton: Joe is in danger! Timeless... Zoran... wake up damn it! Joe needs you!














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Andrew Fulton: The crowd losing their shit - what is, OH MY GOD!!!!




*MASSIVE POP*



Jeremy Tucker: VILE VINCE VIPER JUST CAME OUT OF THE BACK! JOE PESCI PUT HIM IN THE HALL OF FAME HOPING TO COAX HIM BACK! AFTER RADU MATEI STOLE VIPER'S DREAM MATCH AGAINST COBRYN, JOE KNEW THE SNAKE WOULD HAVE AN AX TO GRIND!

Andrew Fulton: I NEVER THOUGHT WE'D SEE HIM BACK! Timeless is slowly coming too, but Joe needs the save now! Hurry Vile!

Jeremy Tucker: Former world champion and EWRT, RSPWF wrestler of the year charging down the aisle. Hall of Fame plaque in hand! Radu Matei fighting against the odds - but Timeless and Sainovich came in hurt, Viper is fresh, and he's LETHAL.

Andrew Fulton: HERE WE GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!












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Jeremy Tucker: VIPER JUST SMASHED HIS HALL OF FAME PLAQUE OVER TIMELESS’ HEAD! BROKE THE AWARD IN HALF!!! TIMELESS IS OUT COLD! SAINOVIC IS OUT COLD! THERE IS NO ONE COMING TO HELP JOE!

Andrew Fulton: Viper spitting on the broken trophy, and... leaving! The son of a bitch is leaving!

DING!

Jeremy Tucker: Wait what?

Andrew Fulton: What just happened!

Frank Salazar: The winner of this match as the result of a submission...


RADU MATEIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*FUCK YEAH POP*

Jeremy Tucker: Radu Matei MADE Joe Pesci GIVE UP on his career! Not a pnfall - he made him say it!

Andrew Fulton: That's really cold. Well he's the owner still right, this can't be the end of Joe.

Frank Salazar: As a result of the stipulations going into the contest, this is the final appearance by Joe Pesci in professional wrestling. His stock will be sold, and he will be forced to retire from the sport.

Jeremy Tucker: Security and paramedics out here. Joe is barely conscious but he seems to be crying, and cursing a lot.

[Putting his neck in a brace, the paramedics put Joe on a stretcher. As he's rolled out of the arena, the audience chant good riddance.]

#NANANANAAAAA#
#NANANANAAAAAAAAA#
#HEY#
#HEEEEEEEEEY#
#GOODBYE!!!#

Andrew Fulton: It's the end of a damned era.

Jeremy Tucker: We've already seen a lot of wrestlers shown the door tonight, with Joe forced out, who knows who will still be here on the next battleground.

[Paramedics check on Radu Matei who is flat on his back in the ring. Waving them off, he gets a microphone from Frank Salazar. Still unable to move, he is barely able to raise the microphone to his mouth.]

Radu Matei: Happy New Year, SWAT!

[The crowd cheer hard for their hero, unsure if this is his last match...]

[Lio]

"sounds like the terrorists from 24"

wow. dated reference much? not even trying to rag im just honestly surprised someone remembers that show....

[SWAT Team]

this is the age of binging shows, 24 a must for anyone who aint seen it