Dominion 2024 (Third Anniversary Show)

[Mr. Blood]

WUK Presents:
Dominion 2024
Live from Allianz Stadium
Sydney, Australia

The fans in Sydney are on their feet as the lights go down, and then burn a sullen red as ‘Destroyer’ blasts over the arena. Oddly there are a number of cheers, and at least one Donzig chant.

Australia, man.

Donzig stalks from the back, flanked by the WUK tag Team Champions ODS, and of course the Commonwealth Champion Sinclair Godfrey.

He climbs into the ring, glaring around him before he calls for a mic.

Donzig: I could not help but notice that someone perhaps as a bitter insult, or maybe as a personal slight has left the Wonder and Terror of this Age off the Dominion card.

The fans boo, and Donzig nods.

Donzig: Indeed. But I could not let that jealousy because unlike half of these ham sandwiches I am actually over in Oz deny you fucking rabble the privilege to see the Great Dark.

The fans cheer, and Donzig waved a hand as he paced back and forth. He tapped his mask, shrugging before he spoke again.

Donzig: Dominion 2023 seems like yesterday, where I fought some Brit jobber even though I was not myself. And stood here and reflected how once again I had been cheated of my destiny!

And now this.

Well, it’s fine! WUK brass doesn’t seem to realize they have the greatest living XHF superstar on their hands! They don’t seem to realize that I am everything I say I am—-

Donzig is cut off as Tony Blood’s music hits, and his masked head snaps towards the ramp. His eyes flashing murder beneath it.

Blood looks nervous, and adjusts his collar.

Donzig: what is the meaning of this—

He waved a hand, head tilting as he searched for a word.

Donzig: — impudence.

Tony Blood Ah, the newest signee of the WUK requested this time to make a statement, and—

Donzig stared.

Donzig: Who would dare to—-

"You have chosen The Lament Configuration..."

‘No One Will Save You’ by Aviators hits and Sydney is on its feet. If a mask could look surprised, Donzig’s would have as he stared up the ramp.

Bloodied Fox steps from the back, nodding at the fans before he shakes hands with Blood. Sinclair inside the ring, reins in the ODS as they start forward.

Donzig just stands still, staring before his head cocks to the side.

Bloodied Fox: Hello Don, surprised to see me? You really shouldn’t be. You and I both know that to truly destroy something you can’t just cut off the head. No, you need to go into its territory and take it apart root and branch, leaving nothing for it to grow back from. Spike Kane put you in the ground but he didn’t finish the job. I will not make the same mistake.

Donzig: Fox, do you truly think you can destroy everything I have created here by yourself? You came so close to grasping the truth but you let it slip away, and as such you are simply one man.

Bloodied Fox: Maybe, but the question you should be asking is this: am I alone?

The fans cheer for the implication that Fox has brought allies. No more information is forthcoming as he hands the microphone back to Tony Blood and with one last salute to the crowd heads to the back.

The fans in Sydney are on their feet as pyros hit, and lights wash across the crowd. And then out of the back walks ‘Outback’ Dick Johnson wearing his khakis and slouch hat. He pauses on the ramp, glaring at the fans before he heads for the ring. He rolls inside after snatching the mic from Salazar, and he glares around before he speaks.

Outback Dick Johnson: For over a year, I have been waiting for this company to come back! I am ‘Outback’ Dick Johnson, and Wesley Crane built his entire bloody career off of beating me!

The fans boo.

Fulton: Victim One of the forever reign of the Golden Dragon!

Tucker: Christ.

Dick Johnson smirks, nodding as the fans boo.

Outback Dick Johnson: So the real question is, as the most disrespected superstar in WUK! Who will be the next victim of the Outback Dick Johnson Star Factory!

Down the ramp walks Empire’s own Slam 3, and behind him David Slam 2. He pauses on the ramp, and tugs on his suit before he points at the ring. Slam Three glares at the Aussie, and his father leads them down the ring.

David Slam 2: Outback Dick Johnson? Please. You’re about to learn a valuable lesson of wasting time that could be better spent by the Empire!

Slam Three rolled in the ring, grinning wildly as Dick Johnson backed up. He looked to having second thoughts, but Slam Two gestured angrily.

David Slam 2: Ring the fucking bell!

Match: ‘Outback’ Dick Johnson vs. Slam 3 w/ Slam 2

Tucker: And we are being joined at the announce table by David Slam Two, lucky us!

Torchwood: Lad that is no way to speak to an AWA hall of famer.

Tucker: I’ve met four of them, and the son of fifth mark me down as not impressed.

Inside the ring, Dick Johnson was trying to back away from Slam Three who was stalking him with a manic grin. Then he stopped, and jutted his chin forward before he pointed at it. Dick Johnson shrugged, and threw a punch that snapped Slam’s head back.

David Slam 2: Boy, what the hell was that!

Fulton: I am shocked to see you down here wasting time when Drake is facing the greatest champion in WUK history tonight!

David Slam 2: Kid, really? You think Crane can hold a candle to the Empty Hand? Come on.

Slam Three grabs Dick Johnson and fires him hard into the corner, Dick Johnson comes flying out to be knocked sprawling by a thunderous dropkick. And Slam Three starts stomping and kicking away at him, before dropping a few elbows for just punishment.

Torchwood: Slam Three is just laying down punishment on Dick Johnson!

Tucker: Yeah, good to see he is taking this challenge seriously.

David Slam 2: He’s giving that dick a beating, Tucker!

Fulton: Hah!

Inside the ring, Slam drags Johnson to his feet. And he hits a gutwrench powerbomb that sends Johnson sprawling, and then he runs to hit the ropes before leaping upwards to hit a Springboard Legdrop!

The fans boo, and Slam Three cackles as he pushes the ref back as he walks back and forth basking in the jeers.

David Slam 2: Look at my boy, he’s a killer just like his old man! A chip off the block! I love it!

Torchwood: Slam looking dominant here in Sydney!

Tucker: It’s Dick Johnson!

The fans were jeering as Slam Three grabbed Dick to fling him into the corner, and he ran backwards to the other corner. He leaned back, throwing back his head with a few howls of glee. Then he ran forward BRONCO BUSTER!

Fulton: At least the Empire will have one win tonight.

David Slam 2: You’re pretty brave behind this desk, Fulton.

Slam Three stalked past the ref, walking back and forth before he pushed past him to pick Dick Johnson up again. Then he buried a boot in his stomach, and hit the Slam Stunner!

Cover!

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……THREE!

David Slam 2: There it is! There it is! The best stunner in the business, the stunner endorsed by the master of the stunner SPIKE KANE! Yes, sir!

Fulton: Holy shit, you’re going to be killed.

Tucker: It’s Dick Johnson!

David Slam 2: You think it’s easy to beat Dick? Well, you don’t know Dick!

Torchwood: Lads.

Slam Three stands tall in the ring, and then kicks Dick out of the ring. Slam Two grabs the mic, and rolls inside before he points at his son. Then he speaks up, smirking as he undoes the button of his jacket.

David Slam 2: My son, David Slam the Third will face at the next legacy whoever walks out of here as Commonwealth Champion! So I hope Godfrey and Rage paid attention to what happened to Outback Dick Johnson!

The mic was thrown down, and the men left to boos.

Match:Sinclair Godfrey vs. ‘Woke’ Wesley Rage w/ Nic Cage

WUK Commonwealth Championship

Salazar: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the WUK Commonwealth Championship!

The fans cheer! And then “Woke” Wesley Rage and Nicholas Honest Cage walk out to boos. Cage is in his neon UFC-style shorts with an Oscar statue airbrushed over the crotch. Rage is wearing plain red tights along with red boots. He has the hammer in yellow on his left boot and the sickle in yellow on his right boot. His entire left arm is taped up and sports pro-worker/left-wing slogans on it. He is wearing a black gaiter over his nose and mouth. Rage has a serious look in his eyes and marches to the ring while Cage is full of energy. Cage jumps around and hypes up his brother. They roll into the ring, then hop up and hug each other.

Fulton: I am so excited! I am ready to see the rise of Rage!

Tucker: As always.

Torchwood: The Woke One may have a tough time tonight against the always dangerous Sinclair Godfrey.

Salazar: Entering the ring first representing the High Roller’s Club at 215 pounds! Fighting out of the Future, and accompanied by ‘Honest’ Nic Cage! This is WOKE Wesley Rage!

The fans jeer, booing as Rage fist bumps his brother.

Fulton: Australia has no sense.

The lights went down, and then flared an angry red as a blast of flames leapt from the ramp. The fans were on their feet, cheering as a single figure appears at the edge of the stage. And starts to sing.

And then another blast of flames, and then a single shadowed form appears in the entry way. She pauses, lifting her coat before she sweeps forward. The Commonwealth title taken from around her waist, and held high in both hands as Sydney goes wild.

Salazar: And his opponent fighting out of Lancashire, England! She is the Left Hand of Darkness, she is the Baroness of Donzig-gun! She is the reigning and defending WUK Commonwealth Champion! This is Lady Sinclair Godfrey!

The fans are going wild as the Baroness sweeps down the ramp, and she climbs inside of the ring. Rage and Cage jerked back from her angry gaze as she walked across the ring, holding the belt high before she fairly shoved it into the hands of WUK head official Eric Praline.

Torchwood: The Baroness is not happy.

Tucker: I expect after how this show opened, no one in Donzig-gun is happy at all.

The fans are cheering as Rage and Godfrey face off, and then Rage leans forward almost mockingly. Offering his cheek for the first blow, and Sinclair clobbers him before she starts throwing strikes forcing him to cover up as he is backed into the corner.

Torchwood: Rage is poking the bear, lads!

Fulton: He is trying to get in her head by making her angry!

Tucker: That totally worked.

The fans are cheering Sinclair onward as she levels a few more punches into Rage, and then she stalks back as she yells at the fans. They cheer louder, and she spins around to go charging at Rage looking for the running knee!

But Rage moves aside, and the Baroness crashes into the turnbuckle! The fans gasp, and Rage grabs her to deliver a side belly to belly! Sinclair sprawls, and Rage is on his feet to grab her as she rises.

Fulton: It worked!

The fans jeer, and Rage snaps her into the ropes before hitting a dropkick that makes Sydney groan! Rage wastes no time, and grabs for Sinclair’s leg!

Torchwood: Rage looking for the Revolution!

Tucker: The Baroness could be in trouble!

Sinclair twists, and delivers hard kicks to the head of Rage forcing him back before she rolls to her feet. Her eyes wild, and she grabs for Rage who flights her hard into the corner!

Fulton: YES! THE HAMMER!

Tucker: Rage looking to keep the pressure on the champ!

Rage starts to stomp away at Sinclair, kicking and battering away at her before she is flat on the mat! He ignores the booing fans, and stomps some more!

Fulton: THE SICKLE!

Torchwood: Sinclair Godfrey in trouble!

Rage grins, nodding to his brother before he reaches downward. And Sinclair grabs his arm, ripping him forward as she twists around locking on a triangle choke! Cage yelps, and the fans are going wild as she yanks on Rage’s arm, and he tries to escape in a panic!

Torchwood: Godfrey is one of the most dangerous submission experts in WUK or beyond! And Rage needs to break this hold!

Tucker: Nic Cage looks like he might faint!

Rage struggles, and Sinclair tightens the hold before he leans into it! Her shoulders are forced down, and she pushes back before Praline starts a count!

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Sinclair breaks the hold, rolling to her feet before firing off a spin kick that Rage narrowly dodges! Sinclair snarls, and comes in after him with a flurry of kicks that staggers him into the corner.

SAITO SUPLEX!

Rage is down, and slowly starts to rise!

SUPERKICK!


Fulton: Where is the ref!

Tucker: She about took Rage’s head off!

Sinclair glares at Nic who is yelling for his brother, and then her eyes narrow on Rage before she makes the cover!

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…..KICKOUT!

Fulton: Thank god!

The fans are cheering on Sinclair who stares a hole in Praline before she yanks Rage upwards before locking on the Dragon Sleeper! The fans are going wild, and Rage flails as she yanks his head back as her arm tightens!

Torchwood: Godfrey has Rage locked in! The challenger trying to escape!

Rage tries to get a foot on the rope, and comes up short as the ref asks if he wants to tap! He shakes his head, and tries again as Sinclair keeps him in place! But then Cage grabs the rope, pushing it forward so Rage’s foot catches it!

The fans boo, and Cage motions wildly as Praline calls for a break! Sinclair glares as she rises, her eyes locked on Cage before she kicks at him. Rage grabs her, and drops her across the top rope! The fans groan, and Sinclair is down grabbing at her neck as she starts to rise!

PUMPHANDLE SLAM!


Fulton: Ring the bell this one is over!

Rage and Cage are delighted, cheering each other on as they point at one another. And then Rage makes a cocky cover, a boot on Sinclair’s stomach as the ref goes for the count!

1….

…..2….

…….KICKOUT!

Torchwood: Rage could have won that right there!

Fulton: Fucking Praline and his slow counts!


Tucker: Here we go!

Rage drags Sinclair upwards, and tosses the Baroness across his shoulder. He runs at the corner, and flings her hard into it!

Fulton: SNAKE EYES!

Sydney is on it’s foot, booing as Rage makes the cover.

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…….FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Torchwood: So close!

Tucker: Rage can’t believe it!

The Woke One shakes his head, looking to Cage who hits the apron. Wesley is back on his feet, and scoops up Sinclair before he hits a flapjack! Sinclair staggers forward, stumbling before she hits her knees. Rage grabs her hair, and hauls her upwards before firing the Baroness at the ropes!

#RESIST!

The fans groan, and Rage goes for the cover once more!

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……KICKOUT!

The fans go wild, and Rage grabs at Praline as he rises. Sinclair shakes her head, and much to dismay of Cage and the referee she is laughing. She gabs Rage, and snaps a few hard shots into his face before firing him at the ropes!

SUNSET POWERBOMB!

The fans are stunned, and Sinclair stalks back and forth. She grabs his arms, crossing them over his chest before a foot lifts to plant between his shoulders. The fans are going wild, and Cage is screaming ‘NO!’ at the side of the ring.

Tucker: If Godfrey hits this it’s over!

Torchwood: No one gets up from the Witch’s Hammer!

Cage leaps onto the apron, grabbing at the ref as he yells at Sinclair over the ropes. He flails, and points angrily. The Baroness flings down Rage, and charges forward before she drops back a step to deliver a Spinning Heel Kick! Cage drops from the ring, landing in a heap as she stares down at him.

Then she turns!

FALL OF FASCISM!

The fans in Sydney boo, and Rage shrugs before he dives for the cover!

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…….THREE! THREE! THREE!


Fulton: RAGE HAS DONE IT! RAGE HAS DONE IT!

Tucker: Someone should check on Nic Cage, I think he maybe dead.

Torchwood: Sydney, Australia is furious.

Rage rolls from the ring, and grabs the belt to hold it high as he leans across the barricade. Then he jerks away from the booing fans, and pulls his dazed brother upwards to show him the belt. Cage stares before the pair hug as Rage drags Cage upwards.

Sinclair sits up shaking her head, before her eyes narrow on the pair. Rage starts up the ramp, dragging Cage as he holds the belt in his other hand. And Sinclair gives a faint smile, and rolls to her knees as she tilts her head.

Salazar: Your winner and NEW WUK COMMONWEALTH CHAMPION WESLEY RAGE!

[Mr. Blood]

Katie Moss was in the back, talking to the crew. And she brushed her hair back from her face before she turned. A hand slammed against the wall, inches from her head. And Gavin Drake leaned closer to her, she flinched back as he gave an ugly grin.

Drake: Hey, Katie. Maybe after I tear your piece of shit boyfriend apart you and I can have some fun!

Katie’s eyes flared, and then she reared her hand back to deliver a hard slap! Drake’s head snapped to the side, and then he lunged forward again with a snap of his teeth. Katie jerked away, choking back a sob.

And the Empty Hand laughed, shoving away before he started down the hall. He shook his head, smirking back over his shoulder at her.

Drake: Tell Wesley I am waiting.

(Psychotic Goth and Vampira appear on the tron as the ringsiders chant his name.)

Vampira: "Tonight three individuals and my husband shall be climbing the ladder trying to prove who is the Wrestle: UK World Heavyweight Champion."

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight is the night that four individuals shall try to beat down and kill each other for the opportunity to become the Wrestle: UK World Heavyweight Champion. Tonight all four of us shall be trying to climb that ladder in order to obtain it."

(He roars as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "I have waited and waited for this moment and I shall make sure that I do not get deprived of my destiny. You see I have seen all my opponents in this match have forgotten me or nary have mentioned me."

(Psychotic Goth pauses.)

Psychotic Goth: "They shall pay for it with their health and their safety. When that ladder comes crashing into them. When that ladder comes into play it shall become the ultimate weapon and the only way to achieve ultimate victory."

(He roars in an ancient dialect as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "Of course what is a Four Way Ladder Match without my contribution to it."

(Psychotic Goth holds up the ladder he created and caresses it lovingly.)

Psychotic Goth: "This ladder is my contribution. It's going to be the ultimate climb to success for me and this ladder can be quite unpredictable for anyone who tries to use it."

(He laughs evilly as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "To my three opponents beware of 'The Psychotic One' because I am going to unleash my most cold and ruthless side. I start with you Lord Dominicus. You are the longest reigning champion in The XHF holding the Light heavyweight Championship for quite sometime. Yet instead of earning your way into the like the rest of us you interjected yourself."

(Psychotic Goth roars as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "Though I respect you I cannot abide by the way you entered this match and neither can my ladder. We shall make sure your ascendance shall not be so royally welcome or successful and that shall be a vow I promise to keep. I shall return you back to your dimension and make sure the portal is permanently closed."

(He roars like a berserker as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "Then there is you Takaru Matsui. You may be 'The Red Slayer' but I am 'The Dragon of Wrestle: UK' and I can be quite unpredictable with my fury and meanness. I can be very violent and hardcore with any weapon whether I create it or not and I don't care if it's you or Lord Dominicus or even Kasper Van Zant. It doesn't matter to me as long as my creation gets to deal out pain and blood."

(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "Don't worry Takaru I'll make sure you are slain by this dragon and this ladder crashes down on your hopes and dreams of becoming champion."

(He roars as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "I'm sure that even after this match our battles in our war shall continue on and on until we cannot continue. I know that is what you and I want until the end."

(Psychotic Goth bellows like a beast.)

Psychotic Goth: "Then there is you Kasper Van Zandt. You managed to beat all the odds and beat that loser overrated idiot Wesley Crane for the Wrestle: UK World Heavyweight Championship. You defied your family and won your victories on your own and all by yourself. You even earned your title victories all by yourself as well. Now against three others and against this ladder that I created. We shall see how well you truly do against the odds. It shall be quite interesting won't it Kasper. It shall be most interesting."

(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight the night of the ladders shall come to pass and so my ladder shall come to life and I shall climb it to victory and prove I shall not be forgotten. Nobody shall forget as I once again become Wrestle: UK World Heavyweight Champion once again. There shall be no doubt of who rules Wrestle: UK. Thus I have spoken and thus my promise shall come true."

(The tron goes dark as the scene slowly faces to black.)

Match: Brothers Gluck vs. the Oblivion Death Squad

WUK Tag Team Championship Match

Salazar: Introducing first…!

…rrriiiiiiissssseee…

Salazar: Hailing from the Mudflats of Mississippi, and weighing in at a combined weight of 581 lbs! CARLTON! CHAPPS! THE BRRRRRRROTHERS… GLUUUUUUUUCCCKKK!

♫ You take my home ♫
♫ And reduce it to a tired, satirical ♫
♫ Hillbilly reference ♫
♫ IT’S BEYOND OLD! ♫
♫ (I abhor the fucking arrogance) ♫

The Brothers Gluck walk out onto the stage. Carlton spreads his arms wide while Chapps drops to one knee in a thinker’s pose. He jumps up and starts to run to the ring, but Carlton grabs him by his shaggy hair, holding him back as the Glucks walk to the ring.

Tucker: The Glucks looking to win WUK gold here tonight in Sydney, and they are more than ready to renew their rivalry with the Oblivion Death Squad!

Torchwood: Donzig-gun fired the first shots of this war at Legacy, and the Glucks don’t look likely to forget that!

At ringside Carlton lets go of Chapps. Carlton walks up the stairs, but Chapps jumps from the floor to the ring apron, and then over the top rope. They walk to the middle of the hardcam rope. Carlton puts one foot on the bottom rope and leans on the top rope with a roar while Chapps jumps to the middle and top ropes, raises his fists and howls.

The fans are on their feet as the lights go down, and then flames erupt along the stage. The lights come back up an angry red, and then with an explosion of pyro. Three figures stalk from the back, the two larger ones following the smaller.

And the fans boo louder as the lead figure lifts its head to reveal a gleaming metal mask, and his arms lift with another gout of flames. The two brutes behind him surge forward, Mormo holding his belt high over his head as his fist slams against his chest. Moloch rolling his shoulders, glaring at the ring with his belt around his neck.

Salazar: And their opponents hailing from Donzig-gun, they are the the reigning and defending WUK Tag Team Champions! Weighing in at 620 pounds, accompanied to the ring by the NEW GOD OF EXTREME! These is Mormo and Moloch! This is the OBLIVION DEATH SQUAD!


The Death Squad heads for the ring ignoring the fans, and the angry stares of the Glucks. They pause to remove their masks before they climb inside the ring. They step towards the Glucks, cursing and snarling in Albanian. Donzig follows them, and stares at the Glucks with a scowl before he snaps his fingers at Praline.

Praline holds the tag belts high, and hands them to Donzig.

Tucker: Donzig-gun has to be in a foul mood after the loss of the Commonwealth Title!

Fulton: And the other thing.

Torchwood: Lad, don’t mention the other thing.

Donzig was indeed staring at the announce table, his eyes blazing with fury in a blank face. Praline rang the bell, and his gaze shifted back to the ring.

Chapps was starting for the Glucks firing off blows into Moloch before the ODS member started to fire back. The fans were eating it up as they went back and forth, chanting ‘BOO!’ and ‘YAY’ before Chapps got the upper hand and rocked Moloch backwards before he fired him at the ropes!

POWERSLAM!

Tucker: I think the ring shook!

The fans are cheering as Chapps dragged Moloch upwards. He fired off a few more punches, and then snapped him into the Glucks corner! Moloch slid down, and then Chapps charged in with a Cannonball! The fans were eating it up, and Chapps tagged in Carlton!

Torchwood: The Glucks doing what they need to do trying to keep the Death Squad seperated! They need to get an early advantage, Donzig-gun can take alot of punishment!

Fulton: If the Glucks had not turned their back on Crane? They would have those belts already!

Tucker: Here we go.

GLUCK TRUCK!


The fans explode, and Carlton makes the cover!


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…..FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Tucker: So close!

Donzig hits the apron, snarling as Moloch sits up only to be locked in a rear chin Gluckhold! Carlton leans back hard, tightening the hold as Moloch grabs for the ropes only to be yanked away.

The fans are eating it up, and then Donzig hits the mat again! His eyes blazing, and then Moloch starts to rise with Carlton on his back. The fans are booing, and then he fires off a few quick elbows before he breaks away!

Torchwood: This is going to be a war!

Tucker: Carlton recovers!

The pair trade blows, and then Moloch kicks him in the stomach before he goes for a DDT! But Carlton shoves him back, and grabs him around the waist! SIDE BELLY TO BELLY GLUCKPLEX! Moloch rolls back to his feet, and he lunges for Carlton!

He goes for the whip, reverse!

Tucker: BLIND TAG!

Fulton: That dumb motherglucker missed it!

TILT A WHIRL FRONT POWERSLAM!

Praline waves Carlton off, and is leveled by a big boot from Mormo! The big man stomps away at him, and then he motions Moloch to join him. The pair battering away at him, and Praline tries to intervene! Chapps runs inside to help his brother, and all hell is breaking loose!

Torchwood: Praline losing control of this match!

Tucker: It’s chaos!

Chapps is fired into the ropes, and trapped by Donzig! He whirls around, grabbing at the Scourge before he is grabbed by Moloch who hits the Uranage! The fans boo, jeering before Mormo yells at him as they haul Carlton upwards!

THE SNAP!


Fulton: The Death Squad showing everyone why they are one of the most dangerous teams in XHF!

Tucker: You mean by cheating?

Moloch drags Chapps from the ring, and Mormo makes the cover!

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…….KICKOUT!

The fans explode, chanting for the Glucks! Mormo shakes his head, rising before he grabs Carlton once more to haul him upwards. Donzig fumes, and is on the apron to curse at Praline who looks terrified as Donzig drags him closer!

Tucker: Praline needs to eject him!

Torchwood: Moloch using the distraction!

The Death Squad are both in the ring, and they grab Carlton as Donzi keeps cursing out Praline as he hauls him closer. The fans are furious, and Carlton gets caught with REALITY FALLS!

The fans boo, and Donzig shoves Praline aside!

COVER!

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…….CHAPPS DIVES INSIDE TO BREAK THE PIN!

Tucker: GLUCK YES!

Fulton: I hate you!

Praline shouts at Chapps, and forces him back to his corner as Mormo drags Carlton into ODS territory! He stomps away at him before he hauls him upwards to hit the Two Handed Chokeslam! The ring once again shakes, and the fans are chanting ‘HOLY SHIT!’

Mormo makes the cover!

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……He lifts Carlton, glaring at Praline as the fans boo! Donzig on the outside, spreads his arms wide as he paces back and forth. His eyes wild as he laughs, and howls.

Donzig: Are you not entertained? ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!

Torchwood: He’s lost his bloody mind.

The fans boo, jeering as Donzig stares at them. Then he turns back to the ring, and Mormo tags in Moloch! The pair batter away at Carlton, dropping heavy blows across his back and shoulders before Moloch fires him at the ropes!

SPINEBUSTER!

Tucker: Chapps Gluck can only look on in fury as his brother is manhandled by Donzig-gun!

Fulton: They are taking him apart!

Carlton starts to sit up, but Moloch levels him with a boot before running through to drive a fist into the face of Chapps! He falls from the apron, and then he runs back through to make the tag to Mormo!

The big man comes inside, and drops down in the corner as he waits for Carlton to rise!

The fans are booing, and Carlton stumbles to his feet!

SPEAR!

Torchwood: This is where the Death Squad is so dangerous! They are machines once they get rolling! They have Carlton isolated, and are just hammering away at the big Gluck!

Carlton stumbles to his feet, looking towards his corner where his brother is back on his feet. And he staggers towards him, shaking his head before he is ripped backwards by Mormo! He is leveled with a few nasty forearms to the back! And then he is spun around, and gets a thrust kick!

Tucker: How is Carlton still getting up!

Fulton: If he was smart he would stay down!

Tag!

Moloch comes inside, and starts raining punches on Carlton before he snaps him at the corner! But Carlton reverses out of nowhere, and Moloch comes bouncing out to be caught with a GLUCKPLEX INTO THE ROPES!

TAG!


Chapps comes charging inside, and he starts raining blow after blow on Moloch. The fans are going wild, and then he charges over to batter an elbow into the face of Mormo! Sydney is going wild, and he hits the GLUCKBUSTER!

The fans explode, and then he drops back to tag his brother!

Tucker: This is it! This is it!

Torchwood: Chapps calling for the Biggest Splash!

Carlton climbs the ropes, and the fans are going wild as Sydney is on its feet! Mormo starts between the ropes, and Praline grabs at him! Then Donzig leaps onto the apron, and shoves Carlton off! Chapps lunges for him, and Donzig sprays him with the BLACK MIST!

Tucker: NO! NO!

Fulton: Chapps is blinded!

OBLIVION DRIVER!

COVER!

1….

……2….

Carlton goes to dive inside, but is jerked backwards by Mormo!

……THREE!

Sydney boos, jeering as Donzig rips the belts away from the timekeeper to hold them high. The Oblivion Death Squad roll from the ring, and join their boss as Chapps grabs at his eyes! Praline glares knowing he was had!

Tucker: That was bullshit!

Salazar: Your winners and STILL WUK Tag Team Champions!

THE OBLIVION DEATH SQUAD!

[Mr. Blood]

Frank Wormwood: Tony are you in here?

Frank pushed the door to the office wider, and stepped inside as he fumbled for the light. It flicked but didn’t come on, and he heard a noise in the shadows.

In the light of the closing door he saw something stir, and nearly yelled as something grabbed him to fling him across the desk.

A hand pressed down on his face, claw like fingers twisting as the visage of Donzig loomed over him. The eyes blazed with fury, and he snarled as he loomed closer.

Donzig: Which one of you mealy mouthed fucks signed him?

Tony Blood Now Donzig calm down!

The fingers tightened as Frank gurgled in agreement with Blood, who he saw was against the wall with a sleeve pressed to his bleeding mouth. Donzig leaned closer, some blackish ooze nearly dripping from his mouth as he hissed.

Donzig: I will have someone’s eyes for this!

Tony Blood Whoa! Whoa! No need for all of that!

Frank took a breath as Donzig flung him aside, and lunged across the room to rip Blood upwards. His fingers twisted into the younger man’s lapels as he glared into his eyes.

Tony Blood flinched away, closing his eyes tight as Donzig tilted his head.

Donzig: Oh, I know it will not help! But it will make me feel better!

A pause.

Donzig: Bah, you have always been soft.

His forearm slid across Tony’s throat as his fist pulled back, and Frank wheezed.

Frank Wormwood: Wait! Wait! He was in here earlier to get a match for his boys.

The Scourge paused, and he spat black ooze to the floor as he turned to glare at Frank.

Donzig: Against whom?

Frank Wormwood: Well….

Donzig dropped Tony Blood, who grabbed at his throat as he coughed and wheezed. He stepped back towards Frank, who jerked away as he saw a rusty and stained screwdriver appear in his hand. Donzig pointed with it, and his eyes narrowed.

Tony Blood ODS! The Death Squad!

A pause, and the head tilted. The rage flickered and died, and Donzig took a deep breath before he spoke again. His voice calmer, and he gestured with the screwdriver.

Donzig: How amusing he makes sport with us.

He dropped down in the chair, and glared at the pair before he threw a piece of paper from those scattered on the floor on the desk. He leaned back, the screwdriver held between his fingers, and he hissed.

Donzig: Since you two like making matches, you can make me one.

The pair exchanged a glance.

Frank Wormwood: Ah, what match?

DonZig’s hand snapped downward, and the screwdriver sank deep into the table as he leaned forward.

Donzig: Does it matter?

Match: Gavin Draeke vs. ‘The High Roller’ Wesley Crane
WUK Extreme/Two Kingdoms Championship

Salazar: The following contest is for the WUK Extreme Titel, and is an Australian Dog Collar match! Both competitors will be linked together by a seven foot length of chain attached to their necks via dog collar!

And the match will continue until one man can not answer a ten count!

The fans in Australia cheer, and Frank nods as the referee holds up the collars and chains.

Tucker: This match could be a blood bath!

Fulton: I tried to tell Crane to let this go!

Torchwood: Say what you will about Wesley Crane, but he has the heart of a champion!

The lights flicker purple, and there is a blast of pyroes.

Salazar: Representing the High Roller’s Club out of Syracuse, New York at 223 pounds! He is the High Roller! This is Wesley Crane!

The fans cheer as the High Roller comes from the back, he spreads his arms wide as the fans cheer. And he pauses, rolling the dice before he paces back and forth the stage before he starts down the ramp. He shrugs at the bottom of it, and then climbs the stairs as the fans are going wild.

He wipes his feet, stepping between the ropes before he climbs the corner to urge them onward.

Tucker: Sydney is going wild for Crane, I can’t believe it!

Fulton: It’s about time that everyone comes around to Wesley Crane!

The fans boo, and the menacing figure of the Empty Hand walks from the back. Following behind him is the Living Legend, David Slam the Second who claps and urges him onward. Drake pauses, and tears the belt form his shoulder to hold it high! The fans jeer, and he sneers at them before he tosses it to Slam.

Then he starts down the ramp, eyes narrowed on Crane.

Salazar: And his opponent he is the reigning and defending Two Kingdoms Champion, representing the Empire at 253 pounds! They call him the Empty Hand! Accompanied by David Slam the Second, he is GAVIN DRAKE!

Tucker: Drake has lost his mind, he has become a monster!

Torchwood: Monster or not, the Butcher is a very dangerous man! And he has made it clear he wants to destroy Crane!

Drake climbed into the ring, and he held up the belt once more to mock Crane before he shoved it into the hands of Salazar. The referee came forward, and secured the collar around the neck of Crane who was frowning.

The referee turns to Drake, who rips the collar from his hand. And then he snaps the chain across the face of Crane! The fans boo, and the referee is flung aside as Drake goes after the High Roller with the chain wrapped around his fist. He batters away at him, throwing punch after punch before Crane is down!

Fulton: No! This is bullshit!

Tucker: Part of me wants to say it couldn’t happen to a nicer guy!

Slam is urging Drake onward as the Butcher stomps away at Crane, and then leans down to wrap the chain around his throat. Dragging him across the ring, and he pulls him out so he dangled over the edge! The chain coiled around his arm and elbow!

SNAP!

Crane flops, and the stiff elbow is followed by another that leaves him laying on the floor. Drake stomps back and forth, laughing at the fans before Slam throws the referee to the outside. Drake puts on the collar, and he points.
Torchwood: Drake demanding a count!

Fulton: Wes stay down!

1….2….3….4….

Crane shove himself to his knees, and then grabs the ring to haul himself upwards. Drake stares at him, eyes narrowed before he flings Crane at the barricade behind him! Crane drops to the floor, holding his back as the Empty Hand starts forward with a shake of his head.

Tucker: Crane is holding his back, but he is not backing down!


Drake laughs, and then Crane grabs the chain to yank it upwards! The chain drives upwards, catching Drake below the belt! He staggers, stumbling forward before Crane runs at him with a clothesline! The fans explode, and he grabs the chain to wrap it around his own fist!

BAM!

And another! BAM!

And a third! BAM!

Fulton: Yes! Yes!

Sydney is going wild, and Crane wraps the chain around the throat of Drake. A knee planted between his shoulders as he yanks it tight, choking the big man as he tries to rise! The fans are eating it up, and Crane yanks back once more! Drake claws at the chain, and then he grabs Crane’s legs as he rises!


Tucker: The raw power of Drake on display!

Torchwood: Drake is a dangerous man!

He slams Crane backwards across the announce table, and then both men are on the floor as the referee starts to count!

1….2….3…4….

Drake starts to rise, and Crane is on his knees as he drags himself up the table….

…..5…..

Drake is up, and he leans against the barricade as he waits for Crane to find his feet!

…….CLAYMORE!

Fulton: No! NO!


Tucker: He nearly took Crane’s head off!

Drake laughs as he staggers to his feet, wiping a hand across his mouth as he starts talking trash to Fulton. The referee starts a count, and the fans are booing even as Drake shoves him aside to haul Crane to his feet.

And he drops Crane across the barricade, once and then again! Crane sprawls over it, and Drake stalks back and forth as he mocks the fans. Clearly amused as Crane seems to struggle, and then Drake comes forward again!

CHAIR!

Torchwood: Drake’s arrogance let Crane get a weapon!

Fulton: Score one for the good guys!

Another chair! And a third as Drake drops to a knee! Crane pulls the chair backwards, and then Slam grabs for it! The fans boo, jeering as the two men fight for the chair before Crane gets it free!

SLAM TWO IS SENT FLYING!

Tucker: Crane laid out the Living Legend!

Torchwood: Sydney is going wild for Wesley Crane!

Drake is back on his feet, and Crane drives the edge of it into his stomach! He cracks it across his back, and Drake drops to a knee again! The fans are going wild, and Crane holds the chair high before he calls for another!

He comes forward, and walks into a HEART PUNCH!

The chair drops, and Crane stumbles back before Drake grabs him to toss him into the hard edge of the ring. But Crane is already starting to rise, a hand at his back as he shakes his head. Drake grabs him, and throws him hard into the barricade!

Torchwood: Drake is just so powerful! I am not sure how Crane keeps taking these hits!
Tucker: Wesley Crane has fight in him! I will give him that! He is not backing down to the Empty Hand!

Crane starts to rise, and he pushes himself to his hands and knees. He shakes his head, pushing a hand through his hair before he stumbles to his feet. He leans against the barricade, and motions for Drake to bring it on.

Drake roars, and charges in to deliver a huge knee! Then another, and Crane is ripped from the barricade to get caught with the KING’S HAMMER ON THE CHAIR!

Blood flows, and Drake laughs as he points at Crane with a sneer at the ref.

1….2….3….

Fans: CRANE! CRANE! CRANE!

Tucker: I can’t believe it!

Fulton: Crane needs to get up!

…..4….5….6….

Drake laughs, and he leans against the barricade cockily as he watches the referee stand over the bleeding Crane. Who seems to be trying to rise.

…..7….8….

Drake counts along, but then his eyes widen as Crane rises. He wipes blood from his face, and staggers. Drake shoves off the barricade, and runs forward before he launches a CLAYMORE!

But Crane rolls out of the way!

HRKO!

Torchwood: Crane going on pure instinct!

Tucker: Drake is down!

1….2….3….4….

Drake rolls over, and starts to push himself upwards.

….5….6….

He falls again, shaking his head as Crane lifts the chair.

….7….8….9….

The referee goes flying when he is spun around to be caught with the Slam Stunner! The fans boo, and Crane charges at Slam with the chair. But the chair is ripped from his hands and tossed aside by Drake, and he grabs Crane to wrap his hands around his throat leaning him back across the barricade.

Fulton: David Slam just stole the Two Kingdoms Title from Wesley Crane!

Tucker: That he did!

Drake shoves Crane aside, and grabs the chain to snap it across his back like a whip! Crane falls, and the chain snaps again and again. Then he wraps around his throat, choking him as he plants a boot on his shoulders.

The fans are livid, and Slam Two cheers him on!

Torchwood: This is a disgusting display!

Drake leaves Crane, and goes under the ring to grab a table. He flings it inside, barking orders at Slam who rolls inside the ring to set up the table. He grabs Crane and flings him inside, and then goes after him.

He lifts him across his shoulders, grinning before he delivers the REIGNMAKER THROUGH THE TABLE!


Crane is down, and the fans are furious as Drake laughs as he staggers to his feet. He points angrily, and Slam throws the referee inside the ring before Drake slaps him awake. Then he drops back to wait

The ref stares at Crane, and then starts to slowly count.

1….2….3….4….

Fulton: This is a nightmare!

….5…6…7….8….

Crane slowly pushes himself upwards, shaking his head before he drags himself up the ropes. The fans are on their feet, and Drake stares before he charges across the ring.

BLOOD OF KINGS!

But Crane moves out of the way, and he slams hard into the ringpost! He staggers free, holding his shoulder as he shakes his head. Crane charges in delivering a European Uppercut that rocks him into the corner!


Tucker: Wesley Crane will not stay down! Crane is on fire tonight here in Sydney!

Torchwood: I can’t believe what I am seeing!

Fulton: I never doubted!

Crane drops back, wrapping the chain around his fist as Drake leans in the corner. And then Crane charges forward delivering another European Uppercut with his chain wrapped fist! Then another, and a then a third!

The fans are going wild, and Drake slowly slides downward after a fourth!

Crane drops back, and he flips off Slam before he runs forward!

IN DA FACE!


Tucker: Drake has to be finished!

The ref starts to count, and Slam starts to come in the ring. Crane spins, and hits the HRKO on the Living Legend!

…..1….2…3….4…

Drake starts to rise slowly, shaking his head before Crane charges in with another IN DA FACE!


Drake flops backwards, and the fans are going crazy as the referee starts to count again along with Crane.

1….2….3….4…..5…..6….

Fulton: The Empty Hand has to be finished!

Torchwood: Drake starting to stir.

…..7…..8….9….

Drake starts to sit up, and then drops!


TEN!

Tucker: Crane has done it! Crane has become the first WUK Extreme Champion!

Fulton: YES!

Torchwood: I don’t think we have seen the last of these two, lads!

[Mr. Blood]

The referees were not at all happy, yelling and arguing as Eric Praline tried to calm them down. Frank Wormood stood in the middle of the chaos, his glasses pushed up on his bald head as he rubbed his hands together. He tugged at his rumpled suit, and then looked up as Praline turned back to him.

Praline: No way, the boys won’t touch that match! It’s a death sentence! We all saw the mood he is in!

Frank Wormwood: I’ll pay double!

The referees all shook their heads, and Praline shrugged.

Praline: It’s suicide, man! Everyone knows Donzig doesn’t even see referees as real people! What is his record for referees taken out?

They all nodded, and Frank shrugged.

Frank Wormwood: I don’t know!

Praline: Five. In one match. My boys ain’t touching this one.

Frank sighed, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Then he snapped his fingers, and grinned.

Frank Wormwood: I have an idea!

Match: The High Roller’s Club vs. Kalmin Watts

Gauntlet Match:
If Watts wins, he gets to face Crane at Legacy

Salazar: The following contest is a Gauntlet Match! If Watts wins he will face Wesley Crane at the next Legacy!

The fans cheer!

Salazar: Entering first from Tulsa, Oklahoma at 260 pounds! This is Kalmin Watts!

The fans cheer, and Watts comes from the back to throw his arms in the air. He pauses, nodding at the fans before he heads down the ramp. He high fives the fans, nodding and bumping fists before he climbs the stairs.

He wipes his feet on the apron, coming through the ropes to wait for his opponents with a nod of his head.

Fulton: No way Watts survives the entire High Roller’s Club tonight!

Tucker: I am surprised you are so happy that Crane is doing everything he can to escape Watts!

Salazar: His opponent fighting out of the High Roller’s Club at 215 pounds! This is SZK!

The Japanese striker came from the back as ‘We be Clubbin’ ‘ blasts over the arena. He throws a few punches, shadow boxing in his black and yellow robes. And then he throws off the robe, and climbs inside with a smirk.

Torchwood: SZK one of the most dangerous strikers in Japan, and he is clearly ready for a fight!

Tucker: I hope he recovered from losing to Cheez!

The bell rings, and SZK charges in delivering a hard knees before he steps back to batter away at Watts with kicks that drive him to cover up against the ropes. The referee tries to push him back, and SZK is trying to get past him.

Watts walks forward, and motions for SZK to bring it on. SZK fires off a few hard punches, and then aims a kick at Watts’ ribs. But Kalmin Watts had enough, and sagged SZK’s leg before he spun him around before he ripped him forward to drive a hard elbow into his face. Then another.

Fulton: SZK! No!

The fans are going wild, as Watts takes him down with a single leg throw. And then he levels him with a spear! SZK is broken in half, and Watts makes the cover!

1….

…..2….

……THREE!

The fans cheer, and Watts rises as ‘Honest’ Nic Cage charged down the ramp to dive inside of the ring. He starts throwing punches at Watts, battering away at him before Cage goes to whip him at the ropes!

Watts reverses, and powerslams Cage!

Torchwood: Cage not even waiting to be announced!

Watts drags Cage upwards, but Cage hits him with a low blow! Protesting to the referee who missed what happened, and then he bounces off the ropes to deliver a hard knee to Watts head. The fans boo, and Cage smacks at him before he goes to set up his finisher!

Fulton: Cage going for the kill! His brother will not be alone in the winner’s circle!

Watts flings Cage backwards, and the Honest One crashes down! He stumbles to his feet, and Watts grabs him for a brutal looking suplex! The fans explode, and Cage is broken before Watts locks on the Oklahoma Scissors!

Cage grabs for the ropes, and then taps!

Tucker: Watts will not be denied!

Sydney is going wild as Cage limps from the ring, and then they jeer as the frowning Warrick starts down the ramp. He rolls inside, glaring at Watts before he motions for the other man to bring it on.

Torchwood: Watts needs to be careful! Warrick is a powerful man, and dangerous!

Fulton: Someone needs to stop him!

Watts comes in slowly, and rolls to the side to wrap his arms around Warrick’s waist! Warrick shifts his weight, pushing his hands down before he breaks away to roll behind Watts. And he fires off a suplex that rocks the man from Oklahoma! The fans boo, and Watts rolls back to his feet before Warrick grabs him to fling him into the ringpost!

Tucker: Warrick is trying to put Watts away!

Fulton: Thank god!

Watts staggers back, and then Warrick grabs him to snap him at the ropes!

SIDE SLAM! COVER!

1….

….2….

……KICKOUT!

The fans cheer, and Warrick curses before he rips Watts to his feet before he hits a huge belly to belly suplex! Watts rolls around, shaking his head before Warrick stomps away at him with a shove to the ref.

Torchwood: Warrick needs to be careful to avoid being DQ’ed!

Watts staggers to his feet, and Warrick comes in to fire off a few knees before Watts ducks low to fling him across the ropes! Warrick lands on the outside, and Watts goes after him to fire off a few punches as the big man rises. He chokes him with his boot, and whips him into the barricade!

Warricks staggers, and Watts hits a suplex!

Fulton: No! No!

Tucker: Watts is dropping the straps!

The fans are cheering Watts on, and he grabs Warrick with a shake of his head. But Warrick flings him back, and fires him into the apron! He tosses him inside the ring, and Watts starts to rise before Warrick grabs a chair from the crowd.

The ref is swatted aside, and Warrick levels Watts with the chair! Then again!

Watts drops, and the chair was cracked across Watts’ back again and again before the ref calls for the bell!

Torchwood: Warrick was disqualified!


Tucker: This is ridiculous!

Fulton: Warrick is a genius!

The referee grabs the chair, shoving Warrick back as he shouts at him. Warrick sneers at Watts, and slides from the ring.

Preston Reese is heading down the ramp, fist bumping Warrick before he rolls inside. Reese wastes no time, diving on Watts with a rain of punches. He fires off blow after blow, pressing Watts down before he rolls to his feet. He stomps away at him, grabbing his leg to lift before stomping down on his knee!

Again! And again!

Tucker: I can’t stand him! Look at him picking the bones of Watts after Warrick lays him out!

Torchwood: Preston Reese is not a man known for his fair play!

Fulton: Watts knew what he was signing up for!

FIGURE FOUR!

Watts grabs for the ropes, shaking his head at the ref as Reese leans back hard! The fans are willing Watts on, and he starts to drag himself towards the ropes! Watts grabs and misses, and Reese pulls him away as he leans back again!

Watts shakes his head, gritting his teeth before he leans forward to try and grab him! The fans cheer, but Reese shakes him off as Watts tries to get the ropes again! His fingers lock on, and Reese yells he has til five as the ref calls for the break!

Tucker: Disgusting!

Fulton: He has five!

Reese had to be shoved off at five, and the fans were furious as Watts pulled himself up the ropes. He was limping, shaking his head before Reese hit him with a chop block! Watts dropped to a knee, and Reese flipped off the ref before he stomped away at Watts. Then he snapped him at the far side of the ring!

Watts reversed with a stumble!

Reese came off the ropes with the Preston Cutter!

Tucker: No!

Fulton: Yes!

Torchwood: Reese going for the cover!

1…

…..2….

……KICKOUT!

The fans are stunned, Reese is stunned!

Reese shook his head, and then his eyes narrowed as he drove a few hard punches into the face of Watts before he pulled him upwards. He slapped him a few times, talking trash before he killed for the Starkiller!

The fan booed.

Tucker: If Reese hits this, it is all over!

Fulton: High Rollers win!

But Watts breaks, and free and flings Reese forward with a few shots to his back. Then he fires him at the ropes, and Reese comes off looking for another cutter! BUT NO OKLAHOMA HAMMER!

Torchwood: Dear God! Reese looks like he has been gutted!

Fulton: No! No! No!

Watts grabbed Reese, and hits the pull over piledriver!

COVER!

1….

……2….


…….

….THREE!

Salazar: Your winner KALMIN WATTS!

Tucker laughs, and Fulton can be heard flinging off his headset.

[Mr. Blood]

Match: Kasper Van Zant vs. Psychotic Goth vs. Lord Dominicus vs. Takaru Matsui

4 Way Ladder Match for the WUK Heavyweight Championship

Salazar: Introducing first, hailing from PARTS UNKNOWN! Standing 6’ even and weighing 180 pounds ....accompanied by Lady Evil! ..... THE VANTABLACK SAVIOR.... LORD DOMINICUS!!!

The metal cover of Sim City's "Metropolis" theme starts banging away as THE DARK LORD OF THE XHF NETWORK, Lord Dominicus makes his way out onto the ramp. Behind him the screen shows pictures of him rolling up other superstars and driving the DominiCruiser. He gestures to his GRAND VICTORIES on display before strutting down to the ring. Lady EVIL! follows blindly taking a spot outside the ring in Lord Dominicus’ corner

Tucker: “The first challenger in tonight's main event AND late comer…LORD DOMINICUS!”

Fulton: “LD has had a golden ticket for a while, he isn't late he's just in time!”

Torchwood: “My bets are on Lord Dominicus, hedged closely by Takara Matsui.”

Fulton: “No. LD all the way”

Tucker: “I'm rooting for OUR CHAMPION Kasper Van Zant! But the real wildcard tonight..”

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


Salazar: Introducing now, hailing from The Depths of Hell. Coming in at 6’5 and 235 pounds ....accompanied by Vampira .....The King of Goths .... PSYCHOTIC GOTH!!!

Torchwood: “...God bless the King, the man has brought his own death ladder!”

Fulton: “yup. True wildcard! People are going to bleed tonight.”

Shiver by the Gazette begins to play and the arena ignites into a thunder of boos as Matsui graces the top of the ramp.

Torchwood: “Why so much hatred for my second pick? He's kept the Champion on her toes…”

Tucker: “He couldn't beat her! Matsui couldn't seal the deal and he won't tonight.”

Salazar: hailing from Kyoto Japan! Coming in at 6’2” and 230 pounds ....The King of Kyoto .....THE RED SLAYER .... Takara Matsui!!!


Matsui makes straight for the ring, showing his total focus on the two men in the ring, a wicked smirk on his face as he climbs up the shares, pausing to wipe his feet before ducking into the ring.

the guitar rift of 'Parsonz Curse' by Royal Thunder builds up as a shower of sparks fall across the entrance ramp, the camera follows a hooded Kasper Van Zant from her locker room, the WUK WorldHeavyweight title around her shoulders.

'I'm not gonna let it burn!
I'm not gonna let you see!
Fear is what you want!
Coming over me!'

Tucker: “Kasper is always fired up! I've yet to see her with her confidence rocked, that's a champion!”

Salazar: Your defending Champion, hailing from The Gym! In Cedar Creek Louisiana! Proudly standing in at 6’2 and amassed at a solid 200 pounds ....The WUK WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.....The Queen of the Bayou .... KASPER VAN ZANT!!!

She blows past the camera man who follows her through the shower of sparks, Kasper bounces under the raining sparks bringing the title from her shoulder as she takes off down the ramp as fireworks launch staggering her path down the ramp before she dives under the bottom rope sliding into the center holding a rebel scum smirk the title held above her head. Jumping back to her feet she pulls the hoodie off and tosses it to someone in the front, she meets the ref in the middle of the ring but before she hands it over Kasper makes a strong declaration to her opponents by pointing at the title then indicated it around her waist as she mouths, ”ITS MINE!”

Tucker: “That's my girl! She told the boys exactly how tonight will go.”

Fulton: “Good luck! Lord Dominicus looks unphased !”

Lord Dominicus waves a dismissive hand at Kaspers antics, but Matsui steps forward smiling and intimidating Kasper through the lock of hair.

Torchwood: “Matsui is not a fan of all the loose talk…OHHH! MIST!”

Matsui had indeed misted Kasper and the ref and the belt springing forth all chaos; Kasper falters into a corner while Goth came surging forward only to be misted by Matsui!

Fulton: “two out of three!”

Dominicus follows Goth with a clothesline at Matsui who ducks, Dominicus bounces off the ropes coming back at Matsui who blasts Dominicus with a mist of red! Chest chop and another from Matsui before he drops LD with a jumping knee strike!

Fulton: “three out of three!”

Tucker: “Fractions!”

Matsui turns into an oncoming Kasper JAWCLACKER AND HIS NEXT MIST ATTACK BLOWS BACK IN HIS FACE! The crowd goes wild as Kasper roars in anticipated gloating…

Tucker: “four out of four! He got everyone AND himself!”

…Kasper is still wiping the red mist from her eyes when Goth comes from behind clubbing Kasper across the back once…twice..thrice..four and Kasper sinks to a knee. He jerks Kasper up hitting two German suplexs on Kasper before releasing Kasper over the top rope!

Tucker: “Goth just sent the Champion crashing outside of the ring!”

Kasper crashes, crumbled in a heap outside the ring. Goth follows his pray by climbing the top rope AND PURGATORY PLUNGE! The ref now recovered now finally gets the title on the rope and lifted high above the ring. Kasper and Goth recover outside the ring..

Matsui and Lord Dominicus are exchanging chops and jabs, Dominicus ducks a clothesline by Matsui, but Matsui kicks Dominicus as he turns back around and delivers a double underhook piledriver. Matsui then runs towards the ropes and as Dominicus was rising and delivered an enzigurzi!

Fulton: “Matsui just cleaned Lord Dominicus' clock there!”

Tucker: “Seems determined tonight that's for sure!”

Goth and Kasper are back on their feet duking it out until Goth ducks a JAWCLACKER, then hard Irish whips the Champion into a collection of ladder that topple down in a crash on Kasper. Matsui exits the ring surprising Goth with various kicks and punches before attempting a samoan driver but Goth slips out behind Matsui and hits a loaded boot to the back of Matsui’ head sensing him face first into the ground!

Torchwood: “An escape from Goth and delivers a nasty loaded boot, Goth is in his element for destruction!”

Tucker: “AND KASPER WITH A SWAMP KICK!”

Goth had turned around to approach the ladders before Kasper leveled him with a Swamp Kick! Dominicus bounces off the ropes and launches himself over the top rope crashing into Kasper with a diving knee strike! All four opponents lay outside the ring in various positions, but Goth and Dominicus are the first to stir. Goth stumbles for his own custom ladder before Dominicus but the two begin a tug of war.

Fulton: “Did Goth make that damn thing?!”

Torchwood: “...of course look at it! It screams psycho and goth all in one.”

Goth jerks the ladder away from Dominicus before bashing the man with it once.twice.thrice! However before he can level Dominicus with it Kasper comes out of nowhere with a spear!

Tucker: “Kasper with a devastating spear, but she's taken that deadly ladder away from Goth.”

Matsui from behind drops Kasper with a double knee backbreaker! He doesn't stop as he begins to stomp Kasper. Dominicus turns Matsui around for a quick snapmare to Mongolian chop!

Fulton: “Matsui has vowed to finish whatever beef is between him and Kasper and those stomps are anything less than kind!”

Tucker: “Lord Dominicus with the interference!”

Goth then plows through Matsui with his ladder as Dominicus dives out of the way!

Torchwood: “and Goth hits Matsui instead of the ever vigilant Lord Dominicus!”

Dominicus back on his feet and as Goth comes running at Dominicus like a bulldozer with the ladder he is quickly rewarded with a dropkick from Dominicus into the ladder stopping the bulldozer by sending the ladder back into Goth!

Torchwood: “Genius counter by Lord Dominicus as I'm sure that freak Goth would have killed him!”

Matsui is also back up and his face was already a crimson red with blood.

Tucker: “Goth seemed to have split Matsui’ forehead with that ladder.”

Fulton: “He doesn't seem deterred by it though as he just took Lord Dominicus down with a running knee strike.”

Meanwhile, Kasper is the first to grab a ladder from outside the ring, by tossing it under the ropes and sliding in after. Setting up the ladder quickly she begins to climb.

Tucker: “Kaspers the first to get a ladder in the ring and first attempt!”

Torchwood: “I don't think it will go in her favor..”

Fulton: “Goth has also just slid back in the ring!”

Kasper was on the fourth rung of the ladder when Goth reached out to grab her BUT Kasper launched herself off backwards driving an elbow into Goth's face and body into him sending them crashing into the corner! Both Kasper and Goth roll out of the ring opposite sides of each other.

Tucker: “Call that a board wipe Torchie!”

Torchwood: “In a match like this using her body to attack can be a drawback in the long run..but kudos to Kasper.”

Matsui having wiped most of his red blood out of his face was in the ring now readjusting the ladder brought in by Kasper, aware that LD was also climbing into the ring so he abandons the ladder to trade blows with the Vantablack Savior. LD takes a few various punches and kicks from Matsui before he kicks Matsui in the upper thigh, spinning elbow, foot stomp, grabbing Matsui by the wrist LD directs Matsui to the ropes as he runs opposite direction leaping to the second rope for a Springboard crossbody but the rebounding Matsui drops to his back letting LD come crashing down on his raised knees!

Torchwood: “A quick display of how so many styles are clashing and how they can redirect a match like this at any moment”

Goth and Kasper are still battling outside of the ring. Matsui knocks the ladder over into a corner adjacent to a rising Lord Dominicus and just as he gets to his knees Matsui takes off at Lord Dominicus…

Torchwood: “Kinshasa!”

The move hits the masked wrestler and sends him crumpled on the ladder, Matsui goes to the opposite corner and Kinshasa again! The ladder warps bent into the shape of Lord Dominicus! Matsui rises just in time for Goth to level him once again with his custom made ladder splitting the man's face further.

Fulton: “Goth is a monster with that ladder!”

Goth takes the ladder and places it around his neck just as Kasper enters and begins to spin like a tornado in the center of the ring…he levels Kasper…then Lord Dominicus…but a resilient Matsui kips up behind the twister that is Goth and drop kicks Goth low! Goth stumbles into a corner where it wedges between the ropes in the corner, Goth is guillotined in his own ladder when Matsui rains blow after blow until he splits Goths left eyebrow that instantly pours blood.

Tucker: “Matsui returned the favor and Goth is now bleeding!”

Goth finally dislodged himself from the ladder and rolls out of the ring. Matsui takes Goths ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring and begins his climb but Kasper is following!

Tucker: “Kasper and Matsui! They're battling it out on top of the ladder!”

Fulton: “And it's juicy! Both of them trading blows!”

The pair match each other blow for blow, Lord Dominicus however has climbed a turnbuckle and before he leaps Kasper bails leaving Matsui alone at the top, and Lord Dominicus connects with the ladder via dropkick sending MatsuI and ladder toppling. Matsui crashes outside of the ring while the ladder lands on the ropes. Goth has slid another ladder in. Kasper and Lord Dominicus trade punches but DICK PUNCH TO KASPER! Kasper sells the move because getting punched in the vag is equally as painful, she runs at the corner in obvious pain….

Fulton: “Did Lord Dominicus just punch Kasper in the vag?”

Torch: “Cooter Clapper!”

Torchwood: “Vulgar.”

…Kasper flops like Ric Flair over the top of the turnbuckle, lands for a moment on the ring apron and drops outside the ring.

Tucker: “Well that was a lot..”

Kasper rolls UNDER the ring..

Fulton: “Where is she going?”

Tucker: “She just got her mitten smitten, probably going to recover from such an attack!”

Matsui hadn't moved since his crash. Goth follows behind his second ladder but he is also met with a DICK PUNCH! Lord Dominicus gloating pushes Goth over and Goth rolls out of the ring.

Torchwood: “Lord Dominicus is a dominant force.”

Tucker: “Cooter clapping and dick punching are low blow tactics!”

Torchwood: “Yes, indeed. Good job Tucker.”

Lord Dominicus had cleared the ring and the boos of the crowd echo throughout as he sets up the ladder Goth gave him. He begins his climb…

Torchwood: “He's doing it! Lord Dominicus has no one standing in his way!”

Inching closer and closer…

Fulton: “He's going to dethrone Kasper Van Zant! Where is the Champion!”

Goth and Matsui are slowly moving, but Kasper was still missing, assumed to be under the ring. Lord Dominicus now at the top reaches for the belt…

…A BRIGHT BLINDING LIGHT! The announcement team all yell out about not being able to see. When the spots clear for everyone the scene in the ring is much different: what was to be assumed to be Kasper was now adorned in a white mask, white ring gear much like her earlier darker attire, and she stands at the base of a ladder that was a runway to the top. Lord Dominicus having recoiled from the bright lights looks down at…the other masked wrestler…

Tucker: “my vision is spotty…wh-...who is that in the ring with Lord Dominicus?!”

Fulton: “It's just Kasper in that Lady Evil Mask..but white…”

Torchwood: “What is she doing?”

Kasper reaches into the front of her trunks and removes a bright white and gold sports cup! A picture of Lord Dominicus's mask is on the front of it with a red X across it.

Torchwood: “She painted and wore a cup?”

Kasper suddenly runs up the ladder runway…

Tucker: “She's going high!”

Kasper tosses the cup at Lord Dominicus…

Fulton: “You should BE HERE to hear this crowd!”

AND SHE LEAPS HITTING LORD DOMINICUS WITH THE EVIL WHITE LIGHT OF GOOD SPIN MOVE (Twirling Candy)! The crowd is on its feet as the pair crash outside of the ring!

Tucker: “That was wild!”

Torchwood: “Get them both medical attention, that was a fairly long fall!”

The real Lady Evil rushes to check on…them both…

Fulton: “Whose side is she on?!”

Matsui has got back to his feet and slowly rolls in the ring. Goth has also reentered the ring but is first to his feet Matsui seconds behind him as they meet in a tie up beside the still erect ladder that Dominicus and Kasper just crashed from. Goth clearly the larger opponent drives Matsui into the corner knees him in the ribs to break Matsuis hold before chopping the man with stiff slaps the crowd oh'ing with each connecting slap! Kasper and Lord Dominicus begin to stir outside the ring both waving away medical staff.

Tucker: “I want to watch to make sure Kasper is okay…but Goth just clocked Matsui with a nasty personal European uppercut!”

Matsui's feet leave the ground from the impact, Goth then whips Matsui into the opposite turnbuckle and takes off at a full run looking to plant a loaded boot but Matsui comes running at Goth..

Fulton; “Another Kinshasa!”

And both men fall. For a while neither move until Matsui gets up to crawl towards Goths custom made ladder, he uses it to get to his feet before picking it up and slamming it into the corner. He stops Goth a few times before dragging the man towards the ladder he just placed, punching Goth a few times in the mouth Matsui laid just Goths head on the second lowest rung of the ladder.

Tucker: “This is going to hurt!”

From across the ring Matsui runs toward Goth looking for another Kinshasa

…Goth moves! Matsui hits the ladder instead and instantly grabs his knee!

Torchwood: “No one home!”

Goth yells with a second wind like a mad man as he stands and grabs Matsui up, he slaps Matsui into the starts of a crucifix position, he RUNS UP HIS LADDER AND OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND WITH A SATAN'S JUDGMENT BOTH GOTH AND MATSUI CRASH THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! Fulton, Tucker, and Torchwood safely avoid the chaos but it was clear they couldn't be heard any longer. Neither Goth or Matsui move among the wreckage. Meanwhile Lord Dominicus is on his feet using the ring apron to help, Kasper has removed her mask and stands looking between Lady Evil and Lord Dominicus. A classic standoff, Lord Dominicus is yelling at Lady Evil while pointing at Kasper…

…Kasper looks between Lord Dominicus…

…Lady Evil is clearly confused about what to do..

“STRIKE HER DOWN!”

Lord Dominicus screams at Lady Evil
..

The women look at each other with a sudden realization.

Kasper hits Lord Dominicus with a Swamp Kick!

Lady Evil ALSO hits Lord Dominicus with an EVIL KICK!

OOOOOOOOOH! The crowd reacts and as Lord Dominicus begins to drop Kasper catches him for a quick DISASSOCIATION! With the help of Lady Evil, Kasper gets to her feet and rolls into the ring where she crawls to her feet…

Tucker: “We're back! Matsui and Goth are still down!”

Fulton: “Lady Evil BETRAYED LORD DOMINICUS!”

Torchwood: “And Lord Dominicus hasn't moved since Kaspers DISASSOCIATION…”

Tucker: “Kasper has a clear shot! She needs to end this!”

Kasper is slow up the ladder but no one is there to stop her as she begins climb up the ladder…

…the crowd cheers and begins to chant her name…

Tucker: “She's doing it! No one's stopping her!”

Torchwood: “Come on Lord Dominicus!”

Closer Kasper climbs…the entire arena is a buzz.

Fulton: “No! Get up!”

She reaches the top and then for the belt where she struggles a bit with fatigue to release the clip..

Tucker: “It's over!”

…Kasper removes the belt and brings it to her chest before haphazardly falling to the ring below! The crowd is once again ecstatic as the bell rings! Kasper clutches the title as her music plays!

Frank Salazar: ”HERE IS YOOUR WINNEEER…AND STILLLLLLL!!!! WUK WORLD HEEEEEAVYWEIGGGGHHHTTT CHAMPION KASSSPER VAN ZANT!”