Battleground #32 : Toronto Throwdown (Show)

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall!

The opening of the TuPac’s “To Live and Die in LA” hits the pa system and El Combatiente follows his manager Javier onto the stage. They look around soaking up there surrounding until El Combatiente breaks into a full sprint for the ring and slides in. Javier slowly walks to ringside and takes his position at ringside as El Combatiente stretches in the ring preparing for his match to begin.

Frank Salazar : Introducing first, hailing from South Los Angeles, CA. Coming in at 5’9 and 219 pounds .... EL COMBATIENTE!!!

Andrew Fulton: Javier is looking better after being tortured by Armand’s cronies at the last show.

Jeremy Tucker: He still looks bruised up, but yeah. Better to be out of Armand’s clutches than in them.

Frank Salazar: And his opponent, hailing from Compton, LA, coming in at 7’ 320 pounds...Bruno!

“Circus Apocalypse” by Vermillion Lies begins playing as Armand von Krauss walks out from the back. He looks around at the booing crowd, lighting an Egyptian cigarette. He stands off to the side as he smokes, waiting as Bruno walks out from the back. Bruno takes the lead with Armand close behind as they head down to the ring. Bruno steps into the ring, looking down on the smaller El Combatiente.

Jeremy Tucker : Bruno looking to crush El Combatiente in the ring tonight.

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente will have to stick and move if he wants to win this match.

Jeremy Tucker : Bruno starts the match by crossing the ring and taking a swing at El Combatiente. The smaller man ducks under the attack and hits a European uppercut.

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente strikes with an elbow to the midsection that doesn’t seem to have much effect on Bruno. He’s going to have to hit a bit harder than that if he wants to hurt Bruno.

Jeremy Tucker : Bruno grabs El Combatiente by the shoulder and slams home a crippling headbutt. Again! He throws the luchador across the ring like he was playing lawn darts!

Andrew Fulton : Bruno charges across the ring, slamming his shoulder into a rising El Combatiente like he were a freight train hitting a damsel in distress!

Jeremy Tucker : I thought the damsels were always saved?

Andrew Fulton : Bruno starts to pick El Combatiente up, but he ducks under the outstretched arms. He hits a low roundhouse kick to behind Bruno’s knees to bring him down to the mat!

Jeremy Tucker : Down goes the giant! El Combatiente kicks him in the side of the right knee! That’ll work toward keeping the big guy down later on in the match.

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente watches Bruno get up and hits a dragon screw, targeting the right leg.

Jeremy Tucker : Armand von Krauss just calmly smoking an Egyptian cigarette at ringside. How could he could be so calm while his man is losing?

Andrew Fulton : He might have a battle plan or something. El Combatiente with a standing moonsault!

Jeremy Tucker : With Bruno down, El Combatiente goes for the cover!

Andrew Fulton : Bruno kicks out before the two count! He still has a lot left in the tank! What’s Armand doing?

Jeremy Tucker : He looks like he has his phone out in his hands while still with that cigarette. Can’t someone tell him he can’t be smoking indoors?

Andrew Fulton : You want to tell him?

Jeremy Tucker : I suppose not. Bruno gets up, but is sent into the ropes by El Combatiente. On the rebound the luchador rushes at Bruno and brings him down with a flying forearm.

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente goes to the top rope, but he doesn’t jump off! Is he looking at something?

Jeremy Tucker : He sure is! Hehehe and Hahaha are making their way down to the ring and El Combatiente sees them! The twins are making their way to Javier, who has begun to run away from them.

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente leaps from the top turnbuckle, leveling both of the twins in one moonsault! What a risk to save his manager!

Jeremy Tucker : Armand von Krauss looks like this move has put him into motion! He’s walking around the ring, looking to put a hurt on El Combatiente.

Andrew Fulton : Except, is that smoke coming out of his jacket? Did he put his cigarette butt in his pocket?

Jeremy Tucker : No! There’s something burning inside Armand’s jacket! He’s taking the jacket off and stomping it out. El Combatiente is using the distraction to roll back into the ring and evade his wrath. What could be burning?

Andrew Fulton : Wasn’t that where Armand put the ten percent SWAT stock that he stole from Goth? It was trapped!

Jeremy Tucker : I bet Armand is pissed right now! Bruno is up, but El Combatiente drop kicks him in the right knee to bring him back down!

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente goes to the ropes as Bruno slowly gets back up, hitting a hurricanrana! Look! Armand is walking toward the twins, who are getting up from being leveled by El Combatiente. This can’t be good.

Armand von Krauss: We’re leaving. Now!

Jeremy Tucker : Armand and the twins are leaving ringside and heading to the back. The last I heard, Psychotic Goth and Vampira have left the arena so they’re out of reach.

Andrew Fulton : Inside the ring, Bruno looks like he has noticed Armand leaving. He stands up and looks at El Combatiente.

Jeremy Tucker : Does Bruno look worried?

Andrew Fulton : I think I had heard that Armand threatened to kill Soutter if Bruno didn’t do as ordered. He might be thinking that Armand is taking the twins to do that dirty work!

Jeremy Tucker : He wouldn’t dare!

Andrew Fulton : You wanna ask him what he’s doing?

Jeremy Tucker : No. Bruno levels El Combatiente with a double axe handle smash. The luchador tries to get up, but Bruno continues to smash him into the mat with repeated double axe handle smashes.

Andrew Fulton : Bruno gets El Combatiente up. Is he looking for a power bomb?

Jeremy Tucker : No! El Combatiente hits a ‘rana to send Bruno to the mat! He gets Bruno back up. VERTEBREAKER! He hits his Street Justice!

Andrew Fulton : El Combatiente for the cover! One, two, three!

Jeremy Tucker : El Combatiente has done it! He’s beaten Bruno!

Andrew Fulton : A real David versus Goliath match happened right here.

Frank Salazar: Winner of the match via pinfall...EL COMBATIENTE!

Jeremy Tucker : El Combatiente and Javier celebrating in the ring while Bruno sits up. He looks devastated that he lost!

Andrew Fulton : If your friend had been threatened, you would be devastated too!

Jeremy Tucker : I don’t think Armand would really kill Soutter. Think of the police. Some shit like that said on live television? The police would be right on him!

Andrew Fulton : Armand has been in prison before. I don’t think he’s afraid to go back.

Jeremy Tucker : El Combatiente and Javier glance at Bruno, who is sitting in the middle of the ring, on their way to the back. They look like they want to say something, but don’t.

Andrew Fulton : Bruno gets up and heads to the back. He passes El Combatiente and Javier in his hurry. Maybe he wants to plead his case to Armand.

Jeremy Tucker : That would probably be a good idea.

Andrew Fulton : I just want to say this now. Armand is the devil, and I love that!

[eddied]

(Eddie D is backstage with SWAT Reporter John Thompson for an interview. The footage is broadcast Live onto the big screens around the arena.)

SWAT: Ladies and Gentlemen we are eating through this card and the crowd are lapping it up thus far. Hope you're all enjoying this at home.
Right now we have the SWAT Renegade Champion with us, readying himself ahead of his main event encounter later this evening.
Eddie? Are you looking forward to performing in front of this electrifying Canadian crowd?

EDDIE: Meh. I guess.

(You can hear a swell of discontent from the Toronto crowd echoing through the backstage corridors.)

SWAT: You don't think that's disrespectful to the ticket buying public out there willing to risk contracting Covid just to see you perform live?

EDDIE: No. I think what's disrespectful is the rumors all over Canadian Social Media about me. Instantly forgettable Instagram "influencers" and other pathetic "content creators", of this damned ice rink of a nation, having nothing respectful to say about me and this main event is the problem around here. About me not being in Jonnie Valentine's league?! ...

(Eddie is stopped mid-rant by the crowd's huge reaction in the arena. Eddie realizes that it was the mention of Valentine's name that set them off.)

EDDIE: ... Valentine? ... Valentine! ... Valentine!? ...

(The crowd whoop even louder each time Eddie says the name...)

EDDIE: Fuck this... Give me that microphone!

(Eddie snatches the mic. from the reporter and heads towards the ramp. Staff and wrestlers step out of his way as he rages towards the arena. The camera man tries to keep up as Eddie slaps an official out of his way for being too slow to move. The reporter gives up the chase and curses as the security only let Eddie and the camera man towards the entrance way.)



(The AV team look panicked but improvise as 'Cave' by Muse blares over the PA System, Eddie D walks out onto the ramp and his black and white montage video plays on the arena screens.
Eddie antagonizes a rude fan, snatches a Canadian flag from another fan and throws it high and long to the other side of the aisle on his way to the ring. Eddie walks confidently and slowly to the ring steps, raises his hands to accept the praise he feels he is due, but the crowd erupt in a chorus of boos and jeers. Eddie steps through the ropes in a rage.)

EDDIE: So you want to go interactive Toronto?! I'm here. Are you happy?!
I wasn't going to sit in the back and let you high-jack my interview with your panto bullshit, so now the fun time comes to you. 
What I was going to say to the reporter, before I was so uncharacteristically rudely interrupted, was that Canadian Social Media is alive with an American invention...
FAKE News!
You're very welcome... from the fun nation on your Southern border... for that particular invasive invention to your cookie-cutter boring lives.

You see, ...1... You've got wrestling nerds blogging that Jonnie is the star in this main event tonight.

...2... You've got vloggers, hiding their filthy bedrooms in a big green drop sheet, and spouting off on camera that I am the 'gooseberry' in what should be an all KBG vs Society main event.

And 3... There are even those out there that are saying I have joined the KGB...

Canada, Canada, Canada?! You are so God Damned Wrong!

1... I am THE Big Deal around here, and whether you admit it or not, you love Main Event Eddie and know that's where I belong.

2... You can stick your hairy grapes up your ass, 'cause I ain't no sideshow and because I can tag up with anyone I choose if it gets me to the top of the bill.

And 3... I have not joined the KGB... (The crowd gasp at the revelation and murmurs spread at the sudden clarity about his in-doubt allegiances)
...because The KGB was the secret police agency for the Soviet Union from 1954 until the dissolution of the Soviet Union in 1991.
I ain't no Pinko, Commie piece of shit secret agent and would never be associated with enemies of God's Country, The United States of America.
(The crowd boo at the ugly patriotism and are annoyed at the lazy misdirect he took them on.)

Don't get me wrong... I love Canada... I just can't stand the weather, the food or the people.
This nation of yours has created some of the best wrestlers the world has ever seen. But nationality is just an accident of birth. It's not an achievement. You are spat into this world by your mother and borders are redrawn all the time. We could have invaded Canada whenever we wanted over the centuries and Bret Hitman Hart would have been one of the best American Wrestlers of all time instead. It's a damning indictment on this 2 bit, uptight, frozen nippled nation that we just couldn't be bothered to invade 'cause there's nothing here worth having. 

We'll never know what insightful questions that you robbed from that reporter's airtime back there, just because you wanted to cheer for Jonnie "Mr Nutbutter" Valentine and mess with my interview. Who knows what glorious tit-bits of youTube fodder could have fueled the Fake News vermin-tide out there. You all owe Jim, or John or whatever that Mary's name was a huge apology.

You need to learn who is actually worth cheering for around here too.
The little guy just trying to do his job?
The champion just trying to get his point across?
Or popping like a spotty virgin at just the mention of that dropkicker shit-kicker and his buddies?

Now I stand here as your hardworking, hard-fighting Renegade Champion and demand the respect that goes with such a coveted title!

(Eddie opens his arms for praise and walks to all four corners of the ring... The crowd boo and litter hits the ring.)

Toronto Canada?!
THE SOCIETY OF THE NEW BREED?!
And all you neck-beard Tik-Tok trolls and Four-eyed Facebook fuckers out there can....

BRING... IT... ON!!!!!

(Cave by Muse blares and Eddie D storms back up the aisle pissed off at the crowd's attitude and soon disappears behind the backstage curtain.)

[vastrix]

Armand von Krauss storms into his own office where the blinded Gabriel Tuck sits across from Armand's normal seat. Hehehe and Hahaha come into the office, both looking nervous at the ire of their boss.

Armand is notable for his lack of his business jacket that had caught fire during the match between Bruno and El Combatiente.

von Krauss: Gabriel, can you see yet?

Tuck: A little bit. It's getting better. Why?

Armand sits in his chair, he reaches for his jacket pocket, but remembers that the jacket is gone. he opens a drawer of the desk and gets himself out a fresh pack of Egyptian cigarettes. He gets one out and lights it.

von Krauss: The stocks stolen from Goth proved to be fraudulent. The papers caught fire in my jacket while I was observing the match between Bruno and that obstinate luchador. I removed the jacket and left it at ringside.

Gabriel looks to Armand, showing that his vision is starting to return. He smiles big, knowing what's to come.

Tuck: So, what are your orders, boss?

von Krauss: Psychotic Goth and Vampira have left the arena for the night. Once your vision has fully returned, I want you to track them down. Track them down, get the stock from him, and execute them both.

Gabriel chuckles, pounding his fist onto the desk.

Tuck: Best idea I've heard all night, boss! I'll take care of that just as soon as my vision returns. Stupid fucking Goth and his bitch won't know what the fuck hit them until my bullets pass through their fucking skulls!

Armand flicks ashes onto the desk with a cruel smile.

von Krauss: Good. I suppose I should go to my dressing room and get ready for my match. Jonnie Valentine thinks that if he enters the match to support Rally Jackson and Tuxedo Mask that they will prove victorious. We will show them the error of their ways.

Tuck: Go get 'em, boss! You want Hehehe and Hahaha just in case more of the roster decide to get involved again? I'll take Sticky with me as back up. Goth won't get the drop on me again.

Armand crushes his cigarette butt out onto the desktop and stands up.

von Krauss: That's a good plan. Hehehe and Hahaha, come with me. Good hunting, Gabriel.

Armand von Krauss leaves the room with the twins.

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(Psychotic Goth and Vampira are digging a grave in an unknown location far into the woods of a forest which could be either an Indian burial ground, or an old abandoned town graveyard or some deep and ominous area of the woods where horrifying things happen. There is a coffin next to them as they finish digging dirt out and climb out of the grave.)

Vampira: "Armand von Krauss you still do not realize the consequences of your actions. You think death s going to stop us along with your to pathetically laughable clowns. You shall know what true hell is when you try to hunt me down. Be assured nothing you can do is going to get this nice percentage of SWAT t return to you."

Psychotic Goth: "Team Fairtex was ready to sell this little percentage to you, but since you decided to pul that stupid stunt on me and Vampira just to get back at El Combatiente. Well you shall see that you shall never be able to see this percent ever again. The envelope shall be lost forever and ever."

(He roars in an ancient Native-American dialect as he removes the envelope.)

Psychotic Goth: "You see you can dig all the holes you want Armand. You can dig up all of Canada and still you won't find this money and the stock. You see I stole it from Team Fairtex just to make sure you felt 'The King of the Goth's' wrath. You need to send your little clowns along with Gabby to kill what you can't kull. You can't kill what cannot die."

(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically.)

Psychotic Goth: "This location is....How can I say it wihout laughing......Cursed because of an incident of evil occurred that nobody dares to enter this area. Only the brave and foolish will dare defy the evil curse that permeates this forest and the evil spirits that walk these woods feeding on the foolish who dare step onto this hallowed ground."

(He laughs louder and roars demonically before removing the coffin lid.)

Psychotic Goth: "Now we shall give final rites to this stock and the cash and this shall never again see the light of day."

(Vampira places a safely sealed heavy box that looks like it was fused shut and wrapped in heavy chains and all types of sharped spiked objects into the coffin. Psychotic Goth places the envelope an what looks like a packet of cigarettes, skin and something that looks like some circus like outfits and places them in what loos like a pouch before placing it into the coffin which he replaces the lid and then nails it shut tightly before lowering it into the grave and start filling up the grave until it's packed down and they place some kind of enchantment on it.)

Psychotic Goth: "Now to seal this offering to the spirits forever and ever."

(Vampira nods and they starts chanting some kind of spell and winds, dirt and leaves swirl around them until there is a small and thin level to cover the grave as Psychotic Goth lowers his head and raises his arms and flings his head upwards revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)

Psychotic Goth: "Armand send Gabby on an eternal quest to hell and attempt to find what you can't discover. Try to dig up what is not meant to be recovered. Dare to defy this enchantment and all hell shall befall you. Who knows maybe then you shall realize that the curse you wrought upon yourselves shall make you learn. If not Armand and you continue on this course of self-destruction. Even worse things shall befall you.
Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make this ominous warning come true."

(Vampira mutters something and evil green mist appears and suddenly dissipates and Vampira and Psychotic Goth have disappeared into thin air as the scene slowly fades to black.)

[Rayzor]

"The night is dark as the camera pans from the night sky, the moon shines bright in the clear skies as the camera focuses on a figure standing outside a building. The scene fades and then comes back to show the figure is none other than Rayzor."

Rayzor: History... there is so much history right here. The Hockey Hall of Fame in downtown Toronto. The building is currently closed, but here it stands. Bright, strong and full of legends and Champions.

"Rayzor turns and starts to walk down the street."

Rayzor: Legends and Champions. Which is exactly what you get with this alliance of myself and RDS. You have so much history, so much knowledge and passion. It's undeniable.

"He stops at a crosswalk and awaits the light to change for him to walk"

Rayzor: Next up for us is Fairtex. Just another step on our stairway to greatness. Another team that is in our way.

"The light changes and Rayzor makes his way across the street, the camera pans around Rayzor and you see the Scotiabank Arena"

Rayzor: What better place to plant my flag here in SWAT, then in my home Country of Canada. What's next for myself and RDS?. No idea.. we don't look to the future, We will handle business tonight and see what's next after that. Is there gold in our future?. More than likely.. if we want it. We may just want to destroy everything and everyone in our path for fun. Until then....

"Rayzor starts walking towards the building as the scene fades"

[edwarddubin0604]

(Team Fairtex is still in their locker room steamed at what Psychotic Goth did as they watch battleground 32. They look into the camera their expressions angry about the loss of their stock certificates and money.)

Phantam Fairtex: "What were you Psychotic Goth when you stole our stock certificates and our money! Did you really want to get even with The KGB so much that you stole our property that we were going to sell to the highest bidder. Yet here you are burying our property trying to make a point that you're smarter than they are!"

Tong Fairtex: "Don't forget this is Psychotic Goth we're talking about and not some idiot."

Phantam Fairtex: "If I see him anytime soon. I'm going to kick his ass personally and The Hired Killers will do the same to Vampira if they see her too."

Tong Fairtex: "Look brother Phantam we have to put this behind us for the moment and concentrate on the business at hand which happens to be our upcoming match with RDS2020 and Rayzor."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah I might as well, but I promise....."

Tong Fairtex: "Forget it Phantam. Now Rayzor we want a future championship match just as much as you want it. The thing is who wants it the most you and RDS2020 or us Team Fairtex. In a matter of moments we step into the ring and don't worry we're going to have a great match tonight.
Whether we have the possibility of going for the gold or not doesn't matter. What matters is we're going to go all out to win and we now you are too."

Phantam Fairtex: "That's what this sport is all about and that is getting back into the championship picture. We held those gold blts before and we hope to do it again but on our own time and right place. We want those titles back and become three time SWAT World Tag Team Champions."

Tong Fairtex: "Now Rayzor we're goth veteran teams and we both want the samething and that is that title shot in the future. It's going to be grueling and it's going to be a great skill vs. skill and we plan on having a fair match with you. That's the way we like it and we know it could get a little....How can we say it....."

Phantam Fairtex: "Scrappy. Chippy. A bit rough and tumble into an all out brawl."

Tong Fairtex: "Which we wish to avoid but we know it's inevitable and we go all out to avoid the inevitable."

Phantam Fairtex: "Everything always breaks down no matter how well the competitors try to avoid it."

Tong Fairtex: "Each partner forces the other's partner out of the ring and then another teammate does the samething in turn and in turn the other partner pulls the samething."

Phantam Fairtex: "Or the two remaining tag team wrestlers battle it out and continue until on pins the other. Of course sometimes the wrong partner is in the ring and look what happens."

Tong Fairtex: "The referee won't count causing the usual complaining and the right partner suddenly pins the opponent or pins the wrong partner."

Phantam Fairtex: "You get the idea."

Tong Fairtex: "So let's try to avoid that and have a great match tonight and may the best team win."

Phantam Fairtex: "Two great veteran teams ready to go to war in the ring and mix it up and may the best team win."

Tong Fairtex: "'The Team of the Future' is ready and we're Ultimate Excellence and tonight we're determined to prove it. Let's go brother."

Phantam Fairtex: "Right behind you bro."

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

[SWAT Team]

((The show returns from commercials for SWAT Streaming Services documentary series about the SWAT Amazons Women's Division with Olympia, Blaze Freya and "Lucky" Linda La Fey, Fall television premieres and "Lucky" Linda La Fey and Blaze Freya in a light beer commercial along with various sporting events and playoff games before returning to ringside where ringsiders are holding signs that say "Blazing her way to victory!," "Linda's the Lucky Star!," "Blaze is on fire!" and "Linda has the golden touch!" as The Olympic March plays and the ringsiders react with a mixture of cheers and boos but mostly boos as Olympia comes to ringside wearing her J-ROK workout outfit and wearing a J-ROK face mask as well as her SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Championship. She sits down between Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton who looks jittery and anxious as if he's expecting to see someone as Olympia places her SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Championship on the broadcast table.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back to Battleground #32: Throw Down in Toronto and joining us is former SWAT superstar and current J-ROK star and former SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Champion Olympia who's facing Rebecca Brookes for the SWAT Amazons Women's Championship. Welcome to the broadcast table."

Olympia: "It's an honor to be here seeing my two potential opponents are facing each other and they had equal time to do commentary."

Andrew Fulton: "Can you tell me why we have to have this traitor doing commentary during this match. They trash us for no apparent reason and now this turncoat is doing commentary for this match."

Olympia: "You trashed my new home J-ROK after they were quite cordial and accommodating to SWAT during the inter-promotional card Showdown in Tokyo. Yet what happens. You trash the fans. You trash the J-ROK roster which I am a member of I might add. Then you trash the management and you expect me to just stand by and let you do it."

Jeremy Tucker: "That's just Andrew being an idiot."

Andrew Fulton: "I'm not an idiot! Who are you calling an idiot! I don't sound like an idiot!"

Olympia: "You always sounded like an idiot."

Jeremy Tucker: "I have to agree with you."

Andrew Futon: "You agree with this traitor. Security have these two arrested on charges of defecting from SWAT."

Olympia: "Let's get something straight here Fulton. I burned my bridges with SWAT because I didn't get any rematches with either Linda or Blaze and I went to management and asked and I even went to my mentor Dragonatix but nothing happened. That's not defecting and not betraying my old fed. I felt disrespected and under utilized and decided to go to J-ROK for a tryout and I passed and became a part of the roster. At least I'm respected and appreciated by my PURE stablemates and the ringsiders along with the people of Japan."

Andrew Fulton: "Sore loser. My girl Blaze would show you how much of a traitor you are and she'll do it just for me."

Olympia: "Let her bring it on."

Jeremy Tucker: "I thought Linda was your flavor of the month."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda was never my flavor of the month, year, day or even week."

Jeremy Tucker: "Oh yeah like all those comments you made about wanting to get women into bed before, during and after Blaze Freya arrived, participated and left and returned again."

Andrew Fulton: "That’s the way I like them."

Jeremy Tucker: "Getting back to this match which is a rematch between 'Lucky' Linda La Fey and Blaze Freya which could be one with future title implications depending on who wins between you and Rebecca Brookes."

Olympia: "Either one would suit me just fine as long as I get one of my rematches that I was deprived of."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well this is going to be quite a match since they had a classic match with Blaze Freya coming out on top. These to women are SWAT legends and future Hall of Famers."

Olympia: "So I'm not a future Hall of Famer since I was here when the SWAT Amazons Women's Division was revived and I won my SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Championship in one of the bloodiest Money In The Bank battle royals to win that briefcase that contained it and held the championship. I defended the championship with honor and respect."

Andrew Fulton: "Then you lost to Lynn Brewster who lost it to Erica Lindsay Rich and lost it to Marie Caedes and then back to you and then lost to my Blaze Freya."

Olympia: "Yeah and then she lost my championship intentionally just to steal Linda's championship before losing that championship. Yeah how great she is as a champion."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze is a superior wrestler and a true champion and she's the champion of Ooh la La and La and a babe champion."

Jeremy Tucker: "You're looking past your match with Rebecca and you're looking past Blaze's match with Linda. Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions."

Frank Salazar: "This next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. She comes in at 5'5" and weighs in at 131lbs. She is the former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion and 'The heart and Soul of SWAT." Please welcome 'Lucky' Linda La Fey."

("Linger" by Cranberries plays and "Lucky" Linda La Fey storms ringside slapping hands and slides in the ring. She glares at Olympia who glares back and motions her with an anytime gesture.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing from Black Pool, England. She comes in at 5'6" and weighs in at 125lbs. She is the former SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Champion. Please welcome 'The Black Pool Bombshell' Blaze Freya."

(The Arena grows dark as "Collapsing" by Demon Hunter blasts through the speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid succession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as none other than The Black Pool Bombshell herself, Blaze Freya, comes out from behind the curtain, wlking backwards onto the stage with a charismatic strut. Her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten to reveal her gorgeous as she removes the hood head banging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roar of the crowd, feeding off of their excitement then rolls her shoulders a few times, sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring, humping it briefly. Blaze then leans back on her knees running her fingers through her long black hair, flirtatiously winking at the nearest camera before standing up to her feet and walking back to her corner to await on her opponent with a determined look on her opponent. She sees Olympia and glares and mouths something which Olympia mouths back making a bring it motion with her hands.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Looks like you're not forgotten when it comes to Blaze and Linda."

Olympia: "At least I reminded that rock star wannabe and the one hit lottery winner that I'm back to win that SWAT Amazons Women's Champion and defend it until I lose it before returning to my home fed of J-ROK."

Andrew Fulton: "You're going to lose and lose badly and you'll be going back in shame and dishonor and even your family won't even acknowledge you."

Olympia: "My brother and my blood relatives, Rage and Fury, along with their manager Terminatrix are in the locker room watching and believe me they helped me prepare for my match with Rebecca Brookes."

Jeremy Tucker: "The bell rings and both waste no time locking up and Blaze forces Linda into the ropes. They tie up and roll along the ropes until Blaze traps Linda in the corner and breaks even before the referee has to tell her."

Andrew Fulton: "That's my Blaze. Blaze always breaks cleanly and the circle before locking up again. They manoeuvre for position again and this time Linda traps Blaze in the corner and she cleanly breaks before being asked to do so."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze challenges Linda to a test of strength and Linda seems to oblige. They lock fingers and slam into each other grappling for an advantage over the other. Blaze gains an advantage forcing Linda to the canvas."

Andrew Fulton: "Please do that to me Blaze and I'll forever shower you with kisses."

Jeremy Tucker: "She isn't in love with you and it's just a crush you have on her."

Olympia: "More like a perversion if you ask me."

Andrew Fulton: "I'm no pervert."

Olympia: "How could I have been fooled by your sincerity."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh what a crush it is and for your information I am sincere when it comes to Blaze."

Olympia: "I bet it is."

Andrew Fulton: "I'll make sure Blaze knows everything you said."

Olympia: "I hope so. When I'm through with Rebecca the championship will be put on the line against the winner of this match if nobody else stakes a claim."

Andrew Fulton: "It's an open challenge so any wannabe champion can enter. Blaze continues to dominate Linda strength wise and straddles her. Linda counters by throwing her forward using her legs and she flips on top of Blaze and pins her arms only to be forced off."

Olympia: "Good counter by Linda in a situation like that using the opponents strength against them."

Jeremy Tucker: "They break off and roll away kipping up into a fighting stance. Blaze charges and gets hip tossed and Linda wastes no time executing a full over the hip side headlock takeover to the canvas."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze counters with a headscissors and she has it in tight. Oh I wish that was me in that headscissors."

Olympia: "So you're not a pervert are you?"

Jeremy Tucker: "Tell me about his fantasies."

Andrew Fulton: "A guy can have a dream."

Jeremy Tucker: "A wet dream. Yours is an ocean."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze keeps tightening that hold as Linda barely makes her way back to her feet. She works her way out of the leg scissors and dives onto Blaze reapplying the side headlock and she's grinding it in."

Jeremy Tucker: "You must be impressed with these two women."

Olympia: "Begrudgingly I am."

Jeremy Tucker "Well it's been an even match up so far between these two competitors and it's probably going to be even more with you watching."

Olympia: "So far it is Jerry and I guess I'm a great motivator."

Andrew Fulton: "Keep mocking her then and they'll probably demand a triple threat match with you."

Olympia: "Let them try and see what happens."

Andrew Fulton: "Every Amazon including newcomer Ravynn, who lost to Hired Killer Jade, and her sister Kim is watching along with all the other women's competitor in the XHF Network."

Olympia: "Linda knew what was going to happen and she knew what she was getting into and she blew it."

Jeremy Tucker: "I don't think she blew it being that it's brought interest in the SWAT Amazon Division. They make their way back to their feet and Blaze forces Linda into the ropes. She whips Linda into the ropes and misses with a clothesline but Linda counters with a dropkick."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh please not her gorgeous model looks. Linda dropkicks her a second and a third time forcing her out of the ring and onto the concrete floor. I can't look while my Blaze is getting her beautiful face rearranged."

Jeremy Tucker: "Can you stop with the crush act and concentrate on calling the match. Blaze regroups and returns to the ring and Linda charges and is met with a lightning belly to belly suplex. She sets up Linda and she executes The Three Amigos before making the cover for a one count."

Olympia: "She's desperate for a fast victory which would never happen in J-ROK. Blaze sets her up and executes a belly to back suplex and still gets a one count."

Andrew Fulton: "Keep on top of her Blaze! She grips Linda's head in a Thai clinch and delivers a series of knee strikes before bounding into the ropes. Linda counters with a running clothesline sending my dearest over the top ropes and out of the ring onto the concrete floor."

Jeremy Tucker: "She's not your dearest. Linda bounds into the ropes and goes Aer Lingus onto Blaze. She gets up and beats her chest bellowing 'Erin Go Braugh.' She rolls Blaze back into the ring and executes an exploder suplex."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda makes the cover for a one count. She mounts and grounds and pounds Blaze's model looks and continues to lay in the fists. Oh the horror of it all. She picks Blaze up by the hair and snap mares her before delivering an IRA Kick."

Jeremy Tucker: "Once again she picks up Blaze and again snap mares her over and delivers a kick to her head. Linda's determined to show Blaze why she was the SWAT Amazons Women's Champion."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze was the SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Champion too. Linda whips Blaze into ropes but she gets hit by a Pele Kick off the ropes. Now that's smart wrestling Jerry. That's what you're in for if she beats Linda and she will I might add. Blaze waits and delivers a running knee strike before setting Linda up and suplexes her followed by a gutwrench suplex."

Olympia: "Takes more than a running knee and a few suplexes to beat me."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze whips Linda into the ropes and delivers another running knee to Linda's chest. She rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring apron and finds a chair before sliding back into the ring with it. She starts beating Linda with the chair and then beats Linda's head with the chair. Blaze throws her out of the ring and follows her out and whips her into the ringpost and then smashes her head repeatedly into the ringsteps. She's looking real hard and showing you what you're in for."

Olympia: "Yeah I'm impressed by your little flare up Blaze."

Andrew Fulton: "That's my girl Blaze! Blaze rolls Linda back into the ring and finds another chair which she returns to the ring with as Linda gets up holding the other chair and jams it into Blaze's mid-section before beating Blaze over the head and back with that chair. Linda drops the chair and drops a series of knees onto Blaze's back. She sets up both chairs and sets up Blaze and exploder suplex's her into the chairs and Blaze is holding her beautiful back in pain. Linda makes the cover for a close two count. She picks up Blaze who connects with a stiff shoulderblock to Linda's mid-section."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda now sets the chairs up into a bridge and returns the favor by suplexing Linda into the chair and Linda's holding her back in pain. She once again sets up Linda but Linda blocks it and she suplex's Blaze into the chairs and Blaze is holding her back again in pain."

Olympia: "Seems both want to face me real bad enough to destroy each other for the championship."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh Blaze will teach you a lesson if that happens. Linda whips Blaze into the corner and Stinger Splashes her and Blaze stumbles out into an Irish Leg (Side Russian) Sweep before rolling over into the cover....One....Two...No! Blaze's foot is on the ropes."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda waits and she sets Blaze up for another exploder suplex. She sets her up and does it again and again before making the cover.....One....Two...No! Blaze kicks out."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda whips Blaze into the ropes and connects with a clothesline. She standing moonsaults onto Blaze and again makes the cover.....One....Two....Blaze gets a shoulder up."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda mounts and grounds and pounds Blaze who forces Linda over and returns the ground and pound. They roll back and forth grounding and pounding each other."

Olympia: "That's what these two women do best and that's fight. I know that's what I'm in for with Rebecca, but I'm quite adaptable and she's going to find that out just like either Linda and Blaze will if I win the championship."

Andrew Fulton: "The hell you will if Blaze beats you and shames you in front of that idiot owner of J-ROK."

Olympia: "How would you like to be drinking from an unflushed women's toilet for what you just said."

Andrew Fulton: "Depends who had just used it."

Olympia: "You are so gross."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze and Linda get back up and continue to brawl which Linda knows how to do. Linda forces Blaze into the ropes and charges with a clothesline sending both over the top ropes and onto the hard concrete floor."

Jeremy Tucker: "Where they both continue to brawl. Blaze bearhugs Linda and viciously rams her repeatedly into the ring apron. She whips Linda who reverses it sending Blaze accidentally into....."

Andrew Fulton: "Abandon table!"

(Blaze crashes into the table and accidentally hits Olympia.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Olympia's steamed and she's barely restraining herself and she's glaring at them both and warning Linda. Blaze gets up and all three aren't backing down. The referee gets between them and Linda storms over only to be spinebustered onto the hard concrete floor. Blaze rolls Linda back into the ring and resumes grounding and pounding Linda busting her nose open."

Andrew Fulton: "One good attempt to busting my girl's nose open deserves an equally busted nose open for the opponent. Blaze smashes Linda's head into the turnbuckle repeatedly and lets loose with a whole series of shoulderblocks into her mid-section and one can of whoop ass."

Olympia: "This is exactly why I left SWAT, because of a lack of respect and this shows me how much of a lack of honor these to have for me and anyone else."

Jeremy Tucker: "It was an accident which couldn't be avoided."

Olympia: "Yeah it's always an accident here. At least I tried to avoid the table as much as possible in my matches."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well it still was accidental. Blaze bounds into the ropes as Linda stumbles out of the corner and executes a bicycle kick hard and goes for the cover....One...."

Andrew Fulton: "This is it for Linda....."

Jeremy Tucker: "Two....."

Olympia: "If you even say it Andrew I'll take you to the women's bathroom!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda kicks out."

Andrew Fulton: "That was an unfair and biased count and you're the blame too Olympia for intimidating me and threatening my life."

Olympia: "Please spare me the excuses."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze picks up the chair and beats Linda with even more viciousness and sending you a message Olympia to keep your hands off of me. Oh and I so love when she does that to Linda or any opponent."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze waits and bounds into the ropes as Linda gets up and she curb stomps Linda before making the cover."

Andrew Fulton: "Your luck's run out now Linda."

Olympia: "Not if Linda gets a shoulder up."

Andrew Fulton: "Slow and biased count."

Olympia: "If I'm here the next time I'm bringing this crybaby a pacifier."

Jeremy Tucker: "Could you since he cries conspiracies every time the count is fair. Blaze sets up Linda and executes her Blazebuster and makes the cover.....One....Two....Th.....No! Linda gets an arm up."

Andre Fulton: "Blaze delivers a chop sending Linda stumbling backwards but counters with a hard stiff chop of her own. They start exchanging chops and the looks on their faces says everything."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda gets the better of the exchange and forces Blaze into the corner. She charges in and connects with a stiff flying knee to the face and Blaze's nose is now busted open."

Andrew Fulton: "Unfair! Disqualify Linda for ruining Blaze's face!"

Jeremy Tucker: "You forget this is a typical SWAT Amazons match."

Olympia: "He keeps forgetting it when Blaze is wrestling."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze is the exception to the rules."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze is tough enough to fight her own battles."

Andrew Fulton: "That’s what I’ve been saying, she is the toughest of the tough, so good to see you guys are finally getting it. Linda sets Blaze up and executes another exploder out of the corner and another exploder. She's trying to kill my Blaze before I get my kiss on the cheek. Linda goes to the top rope and Senton Bombs Blaze an makes the cover....One....Two....Th....No! Blaze gets her shoulder up."

Jeremy Tucker: "She's not going to kiss you now or anytime in the future. Linda waits for Blaze to get up and charges in with a Brogue kick and goes to the corner and climbs to the top and roars before executing The Lucky Dip."

Andrew Fulton: "No! No! No! No not my Blaze! Linda makes the cover and that biased referee makes the overly fast count....One....Two....Thr...No! Blaze gets her foot on the ropes. Never in doubt!"

Olympia: "It's just plain luck."

Jeremy Tucker: "I agree since Blaze's foot was near the ropes and she placed it on there to save the match."

Andrew Fulton: "You shall be cursed forever by the wrestling gods."

Olympia: "I worship the wrestling gods."

Andrew Fulton: "I worship Blaze!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda sets Blaze up and running powerslams her and makes the cover.....One....Two....Thre....No! Blaze gets an arm up."

Andrew Fulton: "Once again Blaze survives a biased count."

Jeremy Tucker: "The referee isn't biased and that was a fair count and you know it."

Olympia: "He doesn't now a fair count even if he can count three on his fingers."

Andrew Fulton: "I can count on my fingers."

Olympia: "I couldn't tell by the way you cry foul about the count."

Andrew Fulton: "I'll get security to remove you."

Jeremy Tucker: "Getting back to this match both women seem spent and exhausted as both slowly get back to their feet. They begin exchanging lefts and rights stumbling backwards but still remain standing."

Andrew Fulton: "Try knocking Blaze down and she keeps getting up and keeps fighting back. Linda again keeps getting the better of the exchange and forces Blaze into the ropes. Blaze comes back with a series of hard lefts and rights of her own. Come on knock her out Blaze."

Jeremy Tucker: "Looks like they are still on their feet and not giving any quarter. Linda and Blaze continue to bring it and they are bringing it with a vengeance. Linda still gets the better of the exchange and again forces Blaze into the ropes."

Andrew Fulton: "Linda whips Blaze into the ropes but they both seem to execute a flying cross bodyblock and what a collision course that was. Blaze makes the cover and hooks the leg.....One....Two....Thr.....No! Linda gets an arm up."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze goes to the corner and is psyching herself up. She waits for Linda to get up and charges out and just Torn through Linda."

Andrew Fulton: "TORN! TORN! TORN!"

Olympia: "You sound like an idiot."

Andrew Fulton: "That could be you getting that next."

Olympia: "Let's hope she tries and she'll see what happens."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze rolls over onto Linda and makes the cover.....One....Two....Three."

Andrew Fulton: "Blaze wins! Blaze wins! Blaze is going all the way here in SWAT and you're going to be a dead woman."

(Olympia scowls.)

Olympia: "When I win the championship and we meet in the ring for our rematch. We'll see who's the dead woman."

(Olympia places the SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Championship around her waist and leaves as Blaze points to Olympia and warns her. She motions that she's ready and makes a championship belt motion vowing to beat Rebecca Brookes to make the rematch happen.)

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 25minutes. Blaze Freya."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well it looks like an inevitable battle between Blaze Freya and Olympia if she beats Rebecca Brookes tonight for the SWAT Amazons women's Championship later on. However, Blaze Freya won in a hard fought victory in an upset over the former SWAT Amazons Women's Champion in a very hard fought match."

Andrew Fulton: "My Blaze is going to be the new SWAT Amazons Women's Champion and Olympia's going to be the one who pays for it if she beats Rebecca Brookes."

Jeremy Tucker: "Linda's calling to Blaze and the tension seems to be high as she turns to face her. Blaze and Linda stare each other down and Linda extends her hand."

Andrew Fulton: "Don't do it Blaze."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blaze is reluctant and looks around as the ringsiders chant their approval and she shakes her hand and Linda leaves after that great show of sportsmanship. Leaving the spotlight and glory to the victor Blaze"

Andrew Fulton: "I'm surprised that Linda didn't try to prove what a sore loser she was. At least Blaze is soaking the crowd's appreciation for her after disposing of that washed up loser 'Lucky' Linda La Fey.....Ooh...La...La and La! She just blew me a real big wet kiss! Oh Thank you Blaze!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Oh please Andrew, she has you wrapped around her tiny pinky. We have to take a break but we'll return with more SWAT action after these messages."

(They fade to commercials.)

[thecomedian]

<We fade in to "The Golden God" Rally Jackson in the waiting room area at a Hollywood audition.>

Rally Jackson:  As you may have heard by now I am the new world champion.  ::says this part loud so the Hollywood executives can hear him::  *And with great power comes great responsibility.*  ::smirks and looks over to see if the exec heard::

Part of that responsibility is all the offers come in.  Commercials, endorsements, morning shows, late night talks shows, and..... Marvel Cinematic Universe movies!!!

Yes, that is right.  I am practically already a superhero so it is natural I play one on the silver screen. 

And considering Ghislaine Maxwell is about to list half of hollywood as sexual predators.... a whole lot of positions are about to open up.

Secretary:  Auditioning next..... Cody Young.  ::to Rally::  Are you Cody Young, sir?

Rally Jackson:  Ahem.... no.  I'm the world champ?  I'm kind of a big deal?

Secretary:  They don't pay me enough to put up with this shit.  We will call you when it's your turn "champ."

Rally Jackson:  Please, call me Rally.

Secretary:  ::indifferent::  Whatever.

Rally Jackson:  ::back to the camera::  Word is, since Disney acquired Fox, Marvel is going to be casting the X-Men.  So you're thinking it, I'm thinking it, we're all thinking it.... I'm going to be the new Wolverine!!

::trying to contain his excitement::

And if that happens.... fuck wrestling.... fuck my colleagues.... fuck this world championship.  I will leave it all behind!!

::pauses for a moment::

Wait wait wait.  Can you edit that last part out? 

::camera pans up and down as if the cameraman is nodding "yes"::

The people don't need to know how I really feel.

Like coming up in the main event, we have to fight these Russian spies along with that guy that's just as fat as me but is on steroids.

And that.... that's just too much.  In my advanced aged I'd much rather read lines and have a stunt man do all the hard stuff. 

::talking to the camera man now::

Probably edit that too.  Basically edit things so it sounds like I really love wrestling and I can't wait to do it for the rest of my life.

Cameraman:  Why not just say it?

Rally Jackson:  I'm not good at feigning sincerity.  Just edit it.  Make me sound like I'm saying wrestling is the most important thing in the world.... or whatever.

Secretary:  Okay is there a Ralphy Jackson here?

Rally Jackson:  Rally, you know my name is Rally.  I literally just told you.  

Secretary:  Rolly, they will see you now.

Rally Jackson:  RALLY

Secretary:  No, I'm talking about your stomach rolls.  They can see them.  Tuck your shirt in.

Rally Jackson:  ::tucking his shirt in as he says this::  I LOVE YOU 5,000!!  ::looks over to see if the execs heard him::

<Rally enters the audition room.>

Hollywood Executive:  Have a seat number seven.

Rally Jackson:  I..... am.... inevitable.

Hollywood Executive:  Okay number seven, as you know Disney has purchased Fox and we are looking to cast characters from the X-Men universe.

Rally Jackson:  I had a feeling that's what this was about sir, and I just wanted to tell you it would be an honor to be the new Wolverine.  Hugh Jackman will be difficult to replace, but it's run it's course.  I have nothing but respect for the man but I will do the job better than he ever has.

Hollywood Executive:  We are looking for someone to play X-Men villain, The Blob.... wait.... did you just say you wanted to play Wolverine???  ::starts laughing wholeheartedly::

Rally Jackson:  Well yeah, I have the look.  In my industry the wrestling business, I'm always thought of as the cool guy.... and I'm made of adamantium!!!

Hollywood Executive:  No you're not.

Rally Jackson:  Yes I am.

Hollywood Executive:  Prove it.

Rally Jackson:  I don't have to prove anything to you.

Hollywood Executive:  If you're made of adamantium, I shit vibranium.

Rally Jackson:  And I believe you.

Hollywood Executive:  How could you possibly have thought this audition was not for the Blob?  We got Mike from Mike and Molly out there, Jonah Hill, and Chris Christie.  You thought all those guys were auditioning for Wolverine?

Rally Jackson:  I don't pay attention to anyone else sir.  I'm a thespian.

Hollywood Executive:  You're a has been wrestler trying to make a quick buck.  I'd ask for an autograph to give to my kids but I doubt they know who the fuck you are.

Rally Jackson:  I'm a minimalist.

Hollywood Executive:  I agree your talent is minimal.  Look number seven, you want to make it in this industry... go write a virtue signalllng tweet.  As long as the virtue signalling isn't about the atrocities and injustices in China.  China is off limits

Okay kid, I like you.  You remind me of those guys I graduated high school with that I found out dropped dead at 50.  

But right now.... I have an appointment.  At a pizza gate I mean pizza place.  And I'm late.  And all the good pizzas have been taken already if you get there late.  Good luck to you.

<Brushes passed Rally with a creepy look of glee on his face.>

[SWAT Team]

["Arena goes dark as an orange strobe light plays along to the beginning of Bullets with Butterfly Wings. Rayzor walks out and stands center stage, looking around slowly with a smug look on his face as he raises his right arm in the air and pauses to breathe it all in. There is a pause and then out comes RDS2020 to stand beside him. RDS is wearing the UCW World Heavyweight Title around his waist. He and Rayzor stand side by side and then both in step head towards the ring."]

Jeremy Tucker: Coming up next we have a match with RDS and Rayzor taking on the former SWAT World Tag Team Champions Team Fairtex. RDS and Rayzor were able to defeat 110% Syberus and Jonnie Valentine in Japan, and now they're moving on to the longtime tag team partners, Tong and Phantam Fairtex.

Andrew Fulton: Tong Fairtex is clearly impressed with RDS and Rayzor, saying he expects them to bring their A game, and RDS expressed a similar sentiment. (lights cigarette) I don't care for that kind of talk, I can't put my finger on why.

Jeremy Tucker: Basic sportsmanship?

Andrew Fulton: Ding ding!

(The Scotiabank Arena goes dark as an orange strobe light plays along to the beginning of Bullets with Butterfly Wings. Rayzor walks out and stands center stage, looking around slowly with a smug look on his face as he raises his right arm in the air and pauses to breathe it all in)

Andrew Fulton: Crikey can you believe that pop?!

Jeremy Tucker: The Canadian Rayzor excited to work in front of his home crowd here tonight, something he hasn't been able to do in some time.

(Then out comes RDS2020 to stand beside him. RDS is wearing the UCW World Heavyweight Title around his waist. He and Rayzor stand side by side and then both in step head towards the ring)

Jeremy Tucker: And there they are, Rayzor and I guess you could say the UCW World Heavyweight Champion RDS2020.

Andrew Fulton: You can't just show up on the scene with an old belt and call yourself champion. Nearly every bloke in this company could do the same if they wanted.

Jeremy Tucker: RDS2020 has said that if anyone wants to take it from him, they're welcome to try. But he's here to fight for the values that some of the younger members of the roster may have forgotten.

Frank Salazar: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit. Featuring first, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada!

(The Toronto crowd roars and Rayzor lifts his arm in tribute to Canada)

Frank Salazar: Standing 6 feet 10 inches tall; Weighing 328 pounds...RAYZOR!! His partner is from 2020; Standing 5 feet 11 inches tall; Weighing 210 pounds; He is The Current UCW World Heavyweight Champion...RDS2020!!!"

(The fans give both men a huge pop as they loosen up in the corner)

The UFC Remix hits and Tong and Phantom Fairtex make their way onto the ramp way. They are both wearing Team Fairtex singlets and psyching each other up, they taunt the fans and do a few poses riling them up and then go over some last minute plans

Jeremy Tucker: Team Fairtex want the SWAT World Tag Team title belts back, and a win over these two UCW legends will cement themselves as the number one contenders.

Andrew Fulton: RDS2020 and Rayzor may have beaten Jonnie and Syberus, but these two are a totally different animal. Their striking ability and submission holds can end a match whenever they want, plus they have the familiarity of being brothers.

Jeremy Tucker: Tong Fairtex and RDS tangled in Hardkore World back in 2006, we'll see if either has new tricks they've learned in the past 14 years.

Andrew Fulton: Team Fairtex will also have to contend with this crowd that is solely behind the Canadian Rayzor.

Frank Salazar : "Their opponents are from Bangkok, Thailand. Coming in at combined weight of 470 pounds ..... TONG AND PHANTAM FAIRTEX!!!"

(The Toronto fans boo. Referee Tommy Milligan signals for the bell and Rayzor and Phantam Fairtex elect to start out)

Jeremy Tucker: Phantam Fairtex and Rayzor lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. The larger Rayzor using his strength to back up Phantam, but Phantam grabs a side headlock.

Andrew Fulton: Phantam grinds that forearm against Rayzor's temple, taking an early advantage. He tries to take the big man over into a side headlock takedown, but Rayzor blocks it.

Jeremy Tucker: Instead, Rayzor lifts him up into a back suplex onto the back of his head!

(The Scotiabank Arena roars and Rayzor flips his hair back. He pulls Phantam up and the nearly seven footer bodyslams him hard onto the mat! The pop gets louder as Fairtex arches his back in pain)

Jeremy Tucker: Fairtex back on his feet and Rayzor hits him with an elbow strike. Phantam responds with a muy thai strike to the face.

Andrew Fulton: Rayzor does not want to get into a fistfight with Team Fairtex. Rayzor hits back with another elbow shot, but Phantam backs him up with another muy thai strike.

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor hits Phantam in the ribs with a couple of knee strikes, but Phantam whacks him with a knife edge chop to his chest. Another knife edge chop backs Rayzor into the wrong corner.

(Phantam tags in his brother Tong Fairtex. Team Fairtex give Rayzor a double spinning muy thai kick to his stomach and then a double knee strike to the face)

Andrew Fulton: (stubbing out his cigarette) As I said, Rayzor and RDS2020 are competing with two men who have been teaming for close to 20 years.

Jeremy Tucker: Tong Fairtex grabs a front chancery. He locks his hands together and leans back, putting pressure on Rayzor's neck and cutting off his air. Fairtex releases it to give him some muy thai knee strikes to Rayzor's face.

(The audience boos. Tong Fairtex irish whips Rayzor into the ropes and hits him with a flying leg clothesline, finally knocking him to the mat)

Jeremy Tucker: Tong Fairtex hops onto the middle of the second rope and backflips into a lionsault!!

Referee: 1...(Rayzor kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Fairtex applies a kimura to Rayzor's arm. He clamps down on his wrist and forearm, while torquing that shoulder.

(The boos get louder as Tommy Milligan checks in to see if Rayzor gives up. He shakes his head and struggles to escape the kimura)

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor finally gets to his knees and uses his free arm to punch his way out of the kimura. Tong Fairtex tries a suplex, but the big man blocks it and gives him a suplex of his own!

(The jeers turn to cheers and Tong sits up in pain! Rayzor scoops him up into a backbreaker and then tags in RDS2020)

Jeremy Tucker: RDS comes in and grabs Tong in a side headlock takedown. Sadler wearing down Tong with that headlock, and presses his shoulders to the mat.

Referee: 1...(Tong Fairtex rolls RDS2020 into a cradle)

Referee: 1...(RDS2020 kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: RDS rolls to his feet and arm drags Fairtex. He goes for another one, but Tong is quicker with a Japanese arm drag.

Andrew Fulton: (lights a cigarette) Another Japanese armdrag, and then applies a deep stepover armbar. Tong Fairtex pulls back on Sadler's trapped arm, while pushing back on RDS' head with his calf.

(Tommy Milligan checks in but RDS refuses to quit. Tong Fairtex pulls him up by the arm and gives it a twist. RDS2020 reverses it and gives Fairtex's arm a twist of his own)

Jeremy Tucker: RDS2020 gives Fairtex's arm another twist and wrenches his wrist until Tong is down on one knee.

Andrew Fulton: RDS2020 gives him an armwhip, and then flips him to the mat by the arm. He locks on an armbar. RDS2020 sticks his knee into the ball of Fairtex's shoulder, and clamps down on his elbow and wrist.

(Tong Fairtex works his way to his feet with RDS2020 hanging onto the armbar, and hiptosses him over. RDS2020 gets to his feet and kicks Fairtex in the stomach)

Jeremy Tucker: Tong Fairtex hits RDS2020 in the chest with a stiff judo chop. RDS2020 answers with a punch to the jaw. Fairtex hits him with a muy thai strike to Sadler's face.

Andrew Fulton: The matwork has given way to a full scale brawl! RDS2020 smashes Fairtex with a forearm to the jaw. Fairtex responds with a muy thai kick to the face that stuns Sadler.

Jeremy Tucker: Tong Fairtex moves in but catches an elbow strike for his trouble. RDS charges in but Fairtex takes him out with a roaring elbow!

(Tong Fairtex tags in his brother Phantam and then lays RDS across his knee in a backbreaker. Phantam comes off the top rope with a double stomp to Sadler's face!! The Toronto crowd lets out a collective "OH!!")

Jeremy Tucker: Dragon Stomp!

Referee: 1...2...(RDS2020 kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Phantam Fairtex applies an omoplata. He pulls up on RDS' chicken winged arm, while grinding Sadler's face into the canvas.

(Rayzor stands on the apron, encouraging RDS2020 to escape the omoplata somehow. He starts clapping and The Scotiabank follows his lead until the whole arena is clapping in unison)

Andrew Fulton: RDS crawls over and grabs the bottom rope, and Tommy Milligan forces Phantam Fairtex to break the omoplata.

Jeremy Tucker: Phantam Fairtex pulls him up into a front chancery, but RDS2020 grabs his legs and gives him an inverted atomic drop. He hits the ropes and drops Fairtex with a clothesline!

(The crowd comes to life and RDS tags in Rayzor! Rayzor gut wrench suplexes Phantam Fairtex across the ring)

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor presses Phantam Fairtex over his head and drops his face on the turnbuckles! Tong Fairtex runs in but Rayzor nearly takes him out of his boots with a lariot!

(The fans chant "RAY-ZOR!! RAY-ZOR!! RAY-ZOR!!" Rayzor lifts Phantam Fairtex up by the throat with both hands and starts throttling and strangling him in the air)

Andrew Fulton: Rayzor now tosses Phantam across the ring! (stubs out his cigarette) Look at that power!

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor now picks Phantam Fairtex up by the arm and pulls him into a shortarm clothesline! He pulls him up into a bearhug.

(The Toronto fans cheer as Fairtex screams in agony. Rayzor locks his hands together under the small of Phantam's back, not allowing him to get a new breath. Tommy Milligan checks in but Fairtex shakes his head refusing to quit)

Jeremy Tucker: Phantam Fairtex dragon claw strikes Rayzor in the face until he releases the bearhug. He irish whips Rayzor into the turnbuckles and when he bounces out Phantam cuts him in half with a spear!! Bull Run!

Andrew Fulton: Fairtex tags in his brother Tong and they shoot Rayzor into the ropes. Team Fairtex catches Rayzor and drops his throat on the top rope!! Paralyzer!

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

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor gets to his knees and Tong Fairtex comes off the ropes with a shining wizard kick! He takes Rayzor over into a spinning headcissors but keeps the headscissors while converting it quickly into code read armbreaker! He applies a crippler crossface on Rayzor! Dragon Armbreaker!

(The fans boo and jeer while Tong Fairtex peels back Rayzor's head while putting intense pressure on his shoulder. Rayzor reaches out for the bottom rope but it's too far away)

Andrew Fulton: Team Fairtex has worn down Rayzor's arm throughout this match to try and win with just such a maneuver.

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor able to crawl inch by inch, so Tong flips him over and applies a figure four armbar. He presses down on Rayzor's wrist, trying to hyperextend his elbow.

(RDS2020 looks distressed on the apron as he calls out for Rayzor to try and tag him in. Tommy Milligan checks in but Rayzor shakes his head no, refusing to tap out)

Andrew Fulton: Rayzor finally able to reach those long arms out and grab the bottom rope, but how much damage has been done to that aching wrist and elbow?

Jeremy Tucker: Tong Fairtex irish whips Rayzor but he reverses it and shoots Tong into the ropes. He backdrops him high up in the air and then hits him with a european uppercut on the way down!!

(The Canadian fans leap to their feet in celebration. Rayzor crawls over and tags in RDS2020. RDS2020 catches Tong before he can tag out with a russian legsweep)

Andrew Fulton: RDS2020 catches an oncoming Phantam Fairtex with a sidewalk slam!

Jeremy Tucker: RDS hiptosses Fairtex over into a headlock. He locks his hands together and continues to wear down the head and neck of Tong, possibly for the RageQuit.

Andrew Fulton: Tong Fairtex fights his way back to his feet with Sadler hanging onto that headlock. RDS does a go behind and applies a hammerlock to Tong's arm.

Jeremy Tucker: RDS2020 pulls up on Tong's wrist, bending his chicken winged arm. Fairtex back elbows him and then does a go behind, then applies a chicken wing crossface of his own.

(The audience boos as Fairtex cranks up on RDS' arm while choking off his air. RDS2020 backs him into the corner, squashing him so that he can escape the chicken wing crossface)

Andrew Fulton: Tong Fairtex electric chairs RDS up onto his shoulders, but Sadler tumbles forward into a victory roll!!

Referee: 1...2...(Tong Fairtex kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: RDS2020 tosses Tong Fairtex over the top rope, but Tong skins the cat to get back to the apron. He slingshots over into a sitout DDT!! Bangkok DDT!

(Tong Fairtex tags in Phantam. Phantam electric chairs RDS up on his shoulders as Tong climbs to the top rope. Tong jumps off and hart attack clotheslines RDS2020 off of Phantam's shoulders)

Jeremy Tucker: Fairtex Clothesline!!

Referee: 1...2...(RDS2020 kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Phantam Fairtex pumphandles RDS up into a backbreaker!! Big Deal!

Andrew Fulton: (lights up cigarette) Phantam Fairtex lifts RDS2020 up into a stalling suplex, then drops him into a tombstone piledriver!! Booming!

Jeremy Tucker: Fairtex grabs the ropes for balance and stomps and kicks RDS2020 over his face & body. He pulls him up into a DDT, but RDS lifts him up and over with a samoan drop!

Andrew Fulton: Both men crawling towards their corners, and Phantam is able to tag in Tong. Tong stalks RDS but isn't able to stop him from tagging in Rayzor!

(The crowd leaps to their feet as Rayzor steps over the top rope on fire, and cuts off a charging Tong with a running boot to the face)

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor catches an oncoming Phantam and tosses him over the top rope to the floor below!

Andrew Fulton: He just gave Phantam the finger! And this crowd is loving it. That's not very basic sportsmanship to me.

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor lifts Tong Fairtex up into a crucifix and then down into his thunderfire powerbomb!! The Fall of Fame!!

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

(The Canadian flags wave wildly as "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkins plays through The Scotiabank Arena)

Jeremy Tucker: Rayzor and RDS pick up a huge win in front of Rayzor's home crowd!

Frank Salazar: THE WINNERS OF THE MATCH...RDS2020 & RAYZOR!!!"

(RDS and Rayzor celebrate as the fans chant "RAY-ZOR!! RAY-ZOR!! RAY-ZOR!!)
[/i]

[frostbite]

We see a locker room swing open as out steps a short blonde haired gentleman wearing a red and black tee shirt with KGB written in big bold red letters. He has on long black and blue tights and black and blue boots. As he steps out of the locker room who can see the intense look in his blue eyes as if he prepared for a fight, but right before he shuts the door, he puts his left arms in the doorway as if he is reaching for something. He pulls back at out steps a long blonde haired woman wearing a red dress which comes right to the upper half of her knee, and she has black flat top shoes. However the young lady is carrying a briefcase in her right hand as she is saying something to the young gentleman who is nodding his head.

Young lady.. Look I am going to see if I can find Paul and see if we can get this contract signed.

Young man.. Honey good luck on that one. I am sure Paul will signed on the dotted line..

Be sarcastic with that response.

Young lady leans in and gives the young man a kisd on his lips before she heads down the hall as she tries and find Paul, in the meantime the young man turns b sck toward the locker room as it appears he is heading backside.

Hey....

The young man turns around, with an even more intense look in his eyes as he just shakes his head, we see that young man is Frostbite. A gentleman approaching him wearing a tan shirt with black slacks, we see that it is Warren Webber.

Warren.. Frostbite I got to get a few words with you.

Frostbite., I would make it as quick as possible.

Warren.. I got to ask who was that young lady I saw you with.

Frostbite.. My lawyer and girlfriend shit for brains.

Warren.. Please do not use that type of language while trying to conduct this interview.

Frostbite.. Warren, you are really testing my patience. What would you like to know.

Wareen.. What did see have in the briefcase?

Frostbite: A contract for Paul to sign a match between myself and Rally for the World title. Warren it had to be done did you see Rally earlier. He has no right whatsoever to be the World Champion. He is completely out of shape and now he is trying out for parts in a movie. Did you see him walking into some studio and the young lady sitting at the desk did not who in the hell he was? Rally is our World Champion and this young lady does not know who he was?

Warren.. Not everybody are wrestling fans.

Frostbite.. Warren, I understand but you are not getting the big picture.

Warren.. And that would be?

Frostbite.. He is trying to get a role in a movie and not focusing on being the World Champion. That has to simply stop. If I were the champion of this company can you imagine the five star matches that I would have. I could help take someone game in this locker room to the next level. But I know Paul is so afraid that I will burn this company to the ground and he is right but this about it Warren, how this company would be if I were the champion.

Warren.. And that would be?

Frostbite... Much better than Rally holding the title. Something must be done. It is time that Paul and SWAT must be put on notice. Armand runs the company and I am the World Champion sounds like a winner to me.

Frostbite turns the knob to the locker room door.

Warren.. I must ask you about tonight match.

Frostbite drops his head.

Frostbite.. You are pushing my buttons here Warren.

Warren.. You have a big six man match later on.

Frostbite.. Warren, did you see that little skit that Johnnie did earlier. He was talking to some ugly Canadian woman as they were talking French.

Warren., And what about It?

Frostbite.. That is the thing Warren. I got nothing from it. Johnnie once again believes everything is a joke. I know he did mention that he has a pinfall over yours truly. Do you really believe if you have a match right now, he would beat me? I will answer that..

Hell no...

Frostbite.. I get Johnnie was a big deal at one point in time, okay.. He ran a great company and he decided to retire after many years in this business and there is nothing wrong with that, but Johnnie should have stayed retired. Once we enter that ring later on, I will show you and the world especially these Canadian dumb asses and they are.

A CHORUS OF BOOS

Frostbite.. You listen to that Warren these idiots are still sore about that screw job years ago. Let it go.

More boos...

Wareen.. You know we are in Toronto that was in Montreal.

Frostbite.. Warren I know that. Then again all of these damn cities here in Canada look the same to me.

More boos...

Frostbite.. And poor Tuxedo Mask getting ignored all because Japanese is the third language spoken in this country and nobody wants to hear what he has to say. You see Tuxedo Mask I told you nobody cares for you in your little group and that proves it right there. You see if you were with us, you would not be treated as such. Your voice would be heard.

Wareen.. Are you trying to get him to turn his back on his own group.

Frostbite.. I am simply stated the facts. I am not lying.

Frostbite pushes open the locker room door. He turns back to Warren.

Frostbite.. Myself, Eddie D and Armand are going to take care of business tonight make no mistake about that. But Mark my words..

He pauses..

Frostbite.. Tonight starts the beginning of the end. Warren, no more plating around it is time to take over and do what I said I was going to do from day one.

Burn this place right to the ground.

He walks back into the locker room as he slams the door right in Warren face as we head back to ringside.

[edwarddubin0604]

(Team Fairtex is leaving the locker room after their match with RDS2020 and Rayzor disappointed but still angered by Psychotic Goth and Vampira stealing their stock certificates and money.)

Warren W. Webber: "Gentlemen a word from you about your match."

Tong Fairtex: "We expected a great match and we gave the ringsiders exactly that and that was a great match."

Warren W. Webber: "Well the ringsiders hated you."

Tong Fairtex: "Well RDS2020 and Rayzor had the hometown advantage so I guess we had to be the bad guys in this match. What else is new in professional wrestling."

Warren W. Webber: "Why is Phantam ansty......"

Phantam Fairtex: "You want to know why I'm so antsy. I'll tell you why Warren. It's because I'm pissed off about the fact that our stock certificates were stolen by Psychotic Goth and Vampira just to play games with Armand von Krauss. I'm going to kick his and Vampira's asses for that."

Tong Fairtex: "Calm down Phantam. Anyway, where was I."

Warren W. Webber: "We were talking about your opponent's victory tonight."

Tong Fairtex: "That's right. We want to congratulate them on beating us and it was a well deserved victory tonight. We knew it was going to be a tough match between us and we showed them as much respect to them as they did to us. We never backed down from them and they never backed down from us and the ringsiders enjoyed the action."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah after that the ringsiders rubbed it in by waving their Canadian flags."

Tong Fairtex: "Hometown crowd with the hometown advantage. Don't forget what happened in London a couple of years ago."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah I remember the British wearing the Union Jack clothes."

Tong Fairtex: "So it goes here. Let's go back to the hotel and call it a night Phantam and then stream the rest of the show."

Phantam Fairtex: "Fine. Let's watch the rest of the show with our wives."

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

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: Well fans, coming up next we have an epic encounter between two bonafide legends, and guaranteed future SWAT Hall of Famers – as the Sacrificial Idol takes on the Hillbilly Assassin.

Andrew Fulton: You said it, Jerry. I for one am SHOCKED they are giving this one away on Battleground and not saving it for pay per view.

Jeremy Tucker: It is a dream match.

Andrew Fulton: Hell, it’d be the main event if Radu wasn’t on his last legs ... His mangled corpse starting to stink up the joint.

Jeremy Tucker: Uncalled for Andrew. Let’s throw it down to Frank Salazar for introductions.


Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a half hour time limit...

The strum of the banjo brings the red blood splatter on the video board as James walks out onto the stage. Rather than take his usual time, the SWAT Tag Team champion is quick to race down the aisle.


Frank Salazar : Introducing first, hailing from Some Holler in VW. Coming in at 6’1 and 255 pounds .... representing the KGB ..... .The Ferocious One .... JAMES FIERCE!!!!!

Andrew Fulton: Whoa. Where’s the fire?

Jeremy Tucker: Fierce darting down the aisle, in a real hurry to get things underway.

Frank Salazar: And his opponent-

James Fierce: Needs no introduction. How many slobs in this place look like they’re decaying? GET YOUR CRIPPLED ASS OUT HERE, RAGU!

[...]

James Fierce: See you may have fooled everyone else, but I’m not afraid of you. The boogie man is ALLLLLLLL hype. There ain’t no bite left in you! You’re a dog with broken teeth! You might make a lot of racket, but you couldn’t hurt a flea. Only thing left to do, is put you down.

[...]

Jeremy Tucker: Fierce demanding Radu come out. There is his theme music, but no sign of the former world champion.

Andrew Fulton: Fierce now trying to get referee Kip Kapp to start the match.

James Fierce: Ring the damned bell, and give him a ten count. I’m not wasting any more time on that charity case. Unlike that broken down has been, I’m a CURRENT champ! I have places to be. Moonshine to make. My time has value!

Jeremy Tucker: Kapp sticking to his guns, but Fierce doing his best to intimidate him.

Andrew Fulton: Here comes senior road agent Sam Burton, who yells something to Kapp. The referee does not like that at all, but goes along with it.

DING! DING!! DING!!!

*HUGE JEERS*

Jeremy Tucker: Looks like Burton is starting this match. Fierce seems pleased with himself, demanding that Kapp give Matei a ten count. Kapp still taking his time, but his hands are tied.

Kip Kapp: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*BOOOOOOOOOO*


Andrew Fulton: Quit stalling ref, can’t you see Fierce is a busy man. Who knows what a hillbilly can get up to in Canada. He probably has some roadkill to unload for coats to the Hudson Bay company.


Jeremy Tucker: Fierce has counted to twenty in his efforts to hurry Kapp up. I didn't think he had those numbers in him.


Kip Kapp: TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Jeremy Tucker: We knew Radu Matei was in poor health, but even being forced into a singles match he didn’t want, I can’t imagine him letting the fans down like this.


*MASSIVE POP*


Bruno is knocked through the curtains.


Andrew Fulton: Is that Bruno?


Jeremy Tucker: It doesn’t seem to be the KGB enforcer’s night.


#SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK#


Andrew Fulton: Jesus. What is that hideous screeching sound.


Kip Kapp: THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


*MONSTER POP*


Jeremy Tucker: Here comes Radu Matei – he looks like he’s been worked over. More so than usual. Black eye, torn clothes, and what is – look at his arm.


#SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK#


Jeremy Tucker: RADU MATEI DRAGGING AN INDUSTRIAL FRIDGE BEHIND HIM! HIS RIGHT ARM IS SHACKLED TO THAT MASSIVE METAL APPLIANCE! THAT IS EASILY FOUR HUNDRED POUNDS. HE CAN BARELY MOVE!


Andrew Fulton: No wonder Fierce was hot for that ten count.


Jeremy Tucker: Bruno trying to sit back up, but Matei kicking him in the head. Titanium chains tearing Matei’s flesh, causing him to bleed profusely as he shows a super human strength trying to pull that bulky mass behind him.


Kip Kapp: FOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Jeremy Tucker: Fierce looking for a cheap count out win when he knew the man was tied up.


Andrew Fulton: Matei hasn’t lost a singles match in SWAT, so even a count out victory? Fierce would be insufferably smug.


Kip Kapp: FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


#SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK#


Jeremy Tucker: I don’t know how he’s doing it – he might have pulled his arm out of the joint, but Radu Matei picking up momentum. Pulling that box faster.


Andrew Fulton: Fierce is beside himself, demanding that Kapp pick up the pace. Claiming a slow count.


Kip Kapp: SIX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


#SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK#


Jeremy Tucker: He just keeps coming! Radu Matei refusing to let the KGB, Fierce, sully his undefeated singles streak. Digging down deep to pull well over four hundred pounds with his bad arm. What an amazing feat - I don't know how, but Radu is almost there!


Andrew Fulton: My grandmother could count faster than that! HIT THE REF, FIERCE!


Kip Kapp: SEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Jeremy Tucker: We're at ringside.


Kip Kapp: EIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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*MONSTER BOOS*


Jeremy Tucker: Eddie D from behind just flopped onto the fridge, the added weight stopping it dead in its tracks.


Andrew Fulton: Matei turning to knock Eddie off of it, but here comes Frostbite with a chair!


#TWACK#


Jeremy Tucker: Frostbite just laying into Matei with that chair.


#TWACK#
#TWACK#
#TWACK#
#TWACK#


Jeremy Tucker:WE HAVE A SENIOR ROAD AGENT IN SAM BURTON, TEN FEET AWAY FROM THIS ATROCITY AND DOING NOTHING! What are the officials thinking? Frostbite's chair is now crimson!


Andrew Fulton: No love lost between those two.


Jeremy Tucker: Frostbite's use of liquid nitrogen during a world title match last year hurt the Sacrificial Idol more than anyone else has, which includes Timeless dropping a damned building on him. Matei spent the better part of 2020 using skin grafts to repair the damage. We thought their heated rivalry came to a close during the ANZAC Cup, but evidently Frostbite still has a few choice shots for Deathless.


Andrew Fulton: While Frostbite goes to town with that chair outside the ring, his partner, Fierce is simultaneously distracting the referee and asking for the count to continue. It is going to take every technical skill in Fierce's possession to pull this one off. You can do it, Fierce! Here comes Armand Von Krauss with Bruno. Talk about a team building exercise.


Jeremy Tucker: Radu handcuffed to that fridge, only has one arm to defend himself, and he might be super human but the numbers are not on his side, and the KGB is just taking him apart.











DING! DING!! DING!!!

Andrew Fulton: ...Fierce pushed a little too hard for the nine count, and Kapp noticed the prison execution going on.


Frank Salazar: The winner of this match as the result of a disqualification, Radu Matei!


Jeremy Tucker: The gang beating just at the edge of ringside getting Fierce disqualified, but he’s still complaining to Kip Kapp like he was the injured party! The KGB just sadistic in their assault, where is security? What’s Eddie D doing with them? I know he is teamed with them tonight, is he now a member of the KGB?


Andrew Fulton: You have to give the KGB credit. When Matei announced the changes in the Helloween Cup - you knew he was going to be the main obstacle between The KGB and glory. They are just taking out the competition a week in advance.


Jeremy Tucker: Matei barely moving. This is grotesque. Come on secu-

















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Jeremy Tucker: Paul Soutter and El Combatiente charging out of the back!


Andrew Fulton: Eddie D rushing at Combatiente with a chair, but the former television champion leapfrogs over him. Lands on the fridge and dives off – tope con hilo takes Von Krauss down!


Jeremy Tucker: Did Burton just try to tell off Soutter for interfering?


Andrew Fulton:Speaking of bad blood - Frostbite trying to attack The Founder with a chair, but Soutter is swinging a bike chain.




#PING#




Jeremy Tucker: The Founder just wrapped the chair up in the chain like a whip and full on punches it right into the head of Frostbite!!


Andrew Fulton: Eddie now coming back at them, but El Combatiente takes hm over with an armdrag and takes his chair in the process! He took Eddie’s chair!


Jeremy Tucker: Security finally flooding out there trying to get between the KGB and the rest. El Combatiente and Soutter standing over a bloody and battered Matei. Trying to protect him from the vultures in the KGB! And James Fierce exiting into the crowd. For all his talk of not fearing Matei, he’s not even strolling past the broken remains.


Andrew Fulton: It’s a shame that Fierce was denied his victory, but at least the KGB look happy. I think we can count the 2019 Helloween Cup winner out from gracing this year’s competition.


Jeremy Tucker: Radu Matei in desperate need of some medical attention. As a paramedic look on him, we’ll be back after these commercial breaks.

[SWAT Team]

When the cameras return to ringside, senior road agent Sam Burton is slowly taking his time using bolt cutters to chop The Sacrificial Idol clear from the large metal fridge he’s currently bleeding all over. A few paramedics are trying to check on him, while Paul Soutter and El Combatiente have weapons at the ready in case the Kross Global Bandits come back to finish the job.


#Snap#


The moment the chain is cut, Matei’s arm slumps next to him – spraying members of the crowd with blood. It looks broken.


Waving aside one of the paramedics that is checking him for concussions, Deathless gets a microphone off a confused Production Assistant.


Radu Matei: Paul. Last year you came this close.


Deathless tries to indicate a small amount with his fingers, but can’t seem to move them.


Radu Matei: You came within an inch of winning the Helloween Cup. I just wanted Pesci gone that little bit more. We beat each other half to death, and even though my championship defense against Lucky Linda picked up the match of the year trophy – ours was a damned close second. If we could have shared that honour, I would have...


Every word further opens the split in Deathless’ lip.


Radu Matei: Well... this year we can.


*MASSIVE POP*


Soutter looks around at the audience, which are pumped up by this prospect.


Radu Matei: A team event. SWAT interim management think that it will be a cakewalk for the Society of the New Breed or Kross Global Bandits to pick up. They pick up everything else, so why not the one actually suited for them. Right? Wrong! I will be the fly in their ointment!


*INSECT GIMMICK POP*


Radu Matei: Right here. Right now. We have THE PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE OF SWAT!!!


*THE CROWD ROAR EVEN LOUDER AT THE INCLUSION OF EL COMBATIENTE*


Radu Matei: My days are numbered, and you have been here a decade longer than me. So between us, we got the PAST covered. Fortunately El Combatiente is both THE PRESENT and THE FUTURE, so we’re covered.


*PAUL CAN’T EVEN TAKE EXCEPTION TO THE PLAYFUL JAB, THE CROWD ARE THAT INTO THIS*


Radu Matei: So I can sit here and bleed out, or we can agree to win that damned Cup. Are you with me?


Soutter and El Combatiente look at each other, before confirming to Matei to the delight of the crowd.


Radu Matei: SWAT... New Breed... KGB... HELLOWEEN CUP-



WHATCHA GONNA DO?



(pointing) WHEN EL COMBATIENTE-



(thumb) THE MAD DOG-



(slaps chest) AND THE SACRIFICIAL IDOL...







RUN WILD ON YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





*ELECTRIC*

The three men stand together, as flash photography goes off throughout the arena.

[vastrix]

Armand von Krauss storms into his office, smoke trailing behind him as he puffs on his Egyptian cigarette. He passes by Gabriel Tuck, who is still sitting in the seat across from the desk, and sits down.

Von Krauss: That El Combatiente thinks that he can jump on me and get away with it. He’ll learn. Soutter will learn too. Can you even see yet, Gabriel? Is that why you haven’t killed Goth yet?

Tuck: I can see bright blurry objects now as opposed to everything being dark and blurry. Don’t worry, I’ll get out there and put a bullet in his head soon enough.

Armand blows a great gout of smoke into the air with a sigh.

Von Krauss: I have another plan. So, don’t kill him.

Armand gets back to his feet and heads out of the office.

Tuck: Okay. I’ll just sit here then, boss.

“Circus Apocalypse” by Vermillion Lies begins playing as Armand von Krauss, still looking pretty disheveled, comes walking out from the back.

Jeremy Tucker : Oh look, Armand is back. I wonder if he’s looking to start another fight?

Andrew Fulton : You can bet he’s going to stir something. Armand heads straight to the ring, grabbing a microphone. Someone should really tell him to not smoke indoors.

Jeremy Tucker : You going to be the one to do it?

Andrew Fulton : No.

Von Krauss: I would like right now to reach out to Tong and Phantam Fairtex and their wives. I’m sure that they are all safely at their hotel right now and watching the show as it progresses. We both have a common enemy in the form of Psychotic Goth and Vampira. They Stole your money and stock certificates. Stock certificates that you were probably going to sell to me in the end.

Jeremy Tucker : I don’t know if that’s the proper assumption to have. He doesn’t know they were going to sell to him unless he knew for certain that he was going to be the highest bidder.

Andrew Fulton : He probably knew that.

Von Krauss: Here’s what I offer. Go out and find the stock certificates that Goth and Vampira have hidden from me. Bring them to me and I will give you twice their value. I will also make sure that you both get tag team title shots in good time. We can battle honorably for the tag team titles and you will have your money more than replaced with the value of the stock. It’s a good bargain. Think about it.

Jeremy Tucker : Armand flicks his cigarette butt into the crowd and heads to the back. It’s a heck of a deal. I heard it was ten percent of the company. That sounds like a lot of money.

Andrew Fulton : It’s still a deal with the devil. Armand might honor his deal, but would you want to earn a title shot that way?

Jeremy Tucker : I would go for a title shot any way I could get it and all that money that I likely would have gotten anyway.

Andrew Fulton : Well. The ball is in the court of the Fairtexes now.

[edwarddubin0604]

(Team Fairtex is in their hotel room with their wives The Hired Killers and Phantam Fairtex is on his cellphone as they watch Battleground. The Hired Killers are on their computer tapping into satellite images of various sites and zeroing in on possible locations where Team Fairtex's money and stock certificates were hidden.)

Phantam Fairtex: "You can be assure Gabriel we're going to find our stock certificates and that money Psychotic Goth and vampire stole from us.
We'll even make sure those certificates and money are the real deal. Believe me your offer is quite tempting and Tong and I will seriously consider your bosses offer. We also plan on making sure that those certificates are authentic along with the money since Psychotic Goth and vampire are unpredictable. Don't worry we'll be in touch when we find those stock certificates. We also want it in writing when it comes to the tag title shot too so we know the offer is on the level. Anyway, we'll be in touch with you and Armand."

(He turns off his cellphone.)

Tong Fairtex: "You sure this is a good idea."

Phantam Fairtex: "Believe me Tong I was a businessman and I know how to negotiate deals."

Tong Fairtex: "You forget this is Armand von Krauss and The KGB we're talking about."

Phantam Fairtex: "That's why you always ask for the deal in writing."

Tong Fairtex: "Like he's going to keep his word."

Phantam Fairtex: "That's the intriguing part of business."

Jade: "We've been rounding down all satellite images and any unusual patterns."

Phantam Fairtex: "Any unusual patterns like two people stirring up trouble."

Jade: "We saw some kind of activity somehere in the Canadian wilderness."

Phantam Fairtex: "You have the coordinates."

Jade: "We do and the military satellites and other satellites have never been wrong."

Phantam Fairtex: "Then we'll find someone who will be brave enough to risk the evil spirits and believe me we will get back at Psychotic Goth and Vampira for doing what they did to us."

(They continue to watch Battleground as the scene slowly fades to black.)