..::Anonymous TV: United States Tour | 01/10/18::..
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..::ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS::..
..::ANONYMOUS TV::..
..::Live from the Hammerstein Ballroom, Manhattan, New York::..
..::October 1st::..
..::0:00 AM - On the XHF Network::..
We cut open to the Hammerstein Ballroom in Manhattan New York as the American fans go wild, the cameras pan across the venue showing it off in all it's beauty, before cutting to Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn standing atop the entrance ramp, microphones in hand.
Derrick Donovan: Welcome to the first stop in AXW's tour of the United States! I'm Derrick Donovan and joining me tonight, the man of the hour, "Boom Boom" BB Gunn!
BB Gunn: Thanks DD! Ladies and Gentlemen what a show we have in store for you tonight!
Derrick Donovan: Hot off of his MASSIVE title win at Final Frontier, James Raymond promises to be a fighting champion and defend the belt in an open challenge! Can he prove to the world why he truly is the Undisputed Champion?
BB Gunn: Then we have a clash of the ages as the returning scumbag, Brad Swann, goes head to head with the NEW Briefcase holder, Nate Pierce!
Derrick Donovan: We follow on from that to a triple threat match for the right to be called number one contender to the XHF European Championship, as King Edmund IV, Sang-Hyun Lee and Roger Riggs clash!
BB Gunn: And finally, kicking off the show tonight will be a tag team showcase match as the recently returned Chaos Kidd and Phobia go head to head with Wellington Dunne and Jack James, representing the AVA!
Derrick Donovan: And it all starts...
BB Gunn: NOW!
Derrick Donovan: Hey, BB, that was my line.
BB Gunn: And?
Derrick Donovan: You're still salty Price dropped you on your sorry ass, aren't you?
BB Gunn: F*ck you man.
We cut to the back as Donovan and Gunn make their way to the announcers table.
The cameras cut to Price walking out of the Diamond Lounge, with the words "After Final Frontier" in the corner. He's wheeling his suitcases as an interviewer runs up to him and asks him about how he feels about the announcement earlier on in the PPV, he let's off no reaction, instead just solemnly replies.
Price: Don't miss this upcoming GUNS show.
With this the interviewer stops following and turns to the camera, shrugging at the answer. The cameras cut back to the show.
[INSTANT REPLAY]
We open up to Brad Swann flanked by his two Hellbound cronies, Papa Fuego and Tortura. The crowd boo as his face is shown on the monitor, but he is not phased by it. He looks way more palish than usual, his face more corrupted with agony than ever before. A beard lays sharply upon his jaw, similar to that of the devil's. He begins to speak, his voice more slow and quiet, methodical yet perplexed.
Brad Swann: Why, oh why, did I come back?
Why, oh why, did I leave?
Why, oh why...
Swann begins to laugh rather creepily and quiet.
Brad Swann: Why did you come back, Swann?-
NO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! STUPID....
Swann begins to hit himself in the head as the crowd don't know how to react.
Brad Swann: Swann is dead... We killed him. Who's we? Me and you. You and who? You. But who am I? You're me. Then who are you? I am you. So you're Swann? NO. SWANN IS DEAD. Then who are... WE?
We... We are Prince Demonio...
Swann, now Demonio, smiles sadistically, his split personality from before his hiatus seems to have remained within him. However this time, it seems to be more sinister, as though it's taken over his whole body.
Prince Demonio: I left because we murdered someone. Who... did we murder...? ARE YOU NOT PAYING ATTENTION?! Yes, of course I am. Well you would have noticed that we killed Swann! Oh... Yeah... And now we incarnate the body of Satan's son. So we are the son of Satan? YES, STOP ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS! I think you'll find, you're the one asking stupid questions. WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! Well... you are me. I- Oh, I never thought of it that way.
We are stupid.
The crowd is so confused, Demonio is just shouting at himself.
Prince Demonio: We've now returned to fulfill our father's legacy and murder God. Wait, who's God? He could be anyone. So we take out anyone and everyone? Now you're getting it. Who's our first victim?
Our first victim is Nate Pierce, tonight, we see if he... is God.
Prince Demonio begins to laugh hysterically.
Prince Demonio: Hehehehehehehe!
The cameras cut.
Chaos Kid and Phobia vs Wellington Dunne and Jack James (AVA)
The following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from the lost streets of life, weighing in at 215 pounds, Chaos!
Chaos by Like a Storm erupts throughout the area, as the lyric “take the world that you hate” start, Chaos wearing black trucks and a black leather jacket stands at the top of the ramp, he looks to the left, he looks to the right, he knees down on his left legs, and cups his hands over his face, as soon as the lyric “Let the Chaos bring you to life” he stands up and walk to the ring with meaning and has a really intense look in his eyes.
His partner, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 125 pounds.... Phobia!
Bring me to Life hits and out walks Phobia. She stops and waves to everyone, but looks nervous as she walks down to the ring.
Their opponents, first from Glasgow, Scotland, weighing in at 284 pounds... Wellington Dunne!
As the bagpipes start, the light dim, and Dunne walks out in total darkness, as he makes his way to the ring the light flicker in beat of the drums. He climbs into the ring as the lights all come up again.
Finally, his partner from the James Estate, Highest Cheshire... "The Professional" Jack James!
"MAKE WAY FOR THE PROFESSIONAL!" is heard booming out of the speakers, before 'The One and Only' by Chesney Hawkes hits. Jack James makes his way out, signalling for a single spotlight to be shone at the top of the ramp, in which he stands and soaks in the crowd's jeers. The spotlight follows him to the apron, where he rips off his suit and shows his muscles off to the crowd, before pretending to throw his sunglasses to a lucky fan, when in fact he just places them on a cushion at ringside. James enters the ring and does a full twirl to the hard camera before backing off to the corner and performing a Shawn Michaels-esque turnbuckle lean.
[DING!! DING!!]
Phobia climbs out of the ring as Chaos holds the ropes open, but before she manages to climb fully through, Wellington Dunne charges them both, knocking Chaos into the corner and Phobia right off the apron!
Derrick Donovan: Come on, Dunne! You weigh what they do combined!
BB Gunn: I think it's pretty clear that these boys aren't here to mess around! There's definitely going to be no allowances made with regards to intergender competition!
Derrick Donovan: Well come on.... Intergender or not... Phobia is a former World Champion. There's no way they'd get away with taking her lightly!
Dunne is right on Chaos, laying in heavy lefts and rights as Chaos tries to cover up in the corner. The referee is yelling at Dunne...
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THREE!...]
Dunne stops and just stares at the Referee, who takes a step back on realising the situation he is in. Dunne goes right back to work on Chaos, but Chaos explodes out of the corner with a running dropkick, sending Dunne stumbling into the corner, where James makes a tag. James leaps over the top rope and charges Chaos, only to be met with an armdrag, flinging him across the ring! Chaos hops to his feet and ducks a clothesline from Dunne, who runs across the rings to hit the ropes, only for Phobia to pull down the ropes, sending him cartwheeling over the apron to the outside and landing with a thud!
Derrick Donovan: That's a great call by Phobia, there!
BB Gunn: So are we calling her Lethe or Phobia?
Derrick Donovan: I have no idea, but Lethe won't get offended at being called Phobia, but Phobia will tear off your head if you call her Lethe!
BB Gunn: Good call!
Back in the ring, Chaos has control of Jack James, who is trying to go hold for hold with him, but it seems that getting planted with that arm drag has rattled James somewhat. Chaos has a rear chinlock on James, who is grimacing as he tries to fight his way out of the hold, before raking the eyes of Chaos and transitioning beautifully into a headlock of his own before the Referee notices what went on. Chaos sends James into the ropes, but James comes back with a nicely executed shoulder tackle. Chaos hits the mat hard, before popping up just in time to land a hiptoss on James, who had hit the ropes to attempt another tackle. Chaos takes the arm on James, dragging him across the ring to make a quick tag to Phobia. Phobia onto the second rope, coming down with a double axehandle to the outstretched arm of James that Chaos had control of. James screams out in pain as Dunne makes his way back into the opposite corner and starts yelling for the tag as Phobia takes control. She sits James up and runs, kicking him in the back as her boot makes a thud against his back. Dunne yells at her and she doesn't take kindly to it. Phobia yells at Dunne about how he's just a big dumb roadblock on the way to getting hold of Price. Phobia turns around to get her hands back on Jack James, but Dunne grabs hold of her ring gear, pulling her back as James charges her into the buckle. Chaos yells at the Referee, but the Referee tells him there isn't much he can do. James takes control of the match, pulling Phobia to her feet, before giving her a huge SLAP which echoes around the arena. James grabs Phobia in a front face lock, backing himself into the corner and Dunne slapping his back for the tag. James keeps the hold on as Dunne positions himself, delivering a boot to the midsection of Phobia, lifting her off the ground.
Derrick Donovan: Wellington Dunne and Jack James are making themselves known here in their first appearance on AXW Programming!
BB Gunn: Yeah, these guys are showing they definitely aren't to be messed with!
Phobia clutches at her midsection from that boot, as Dunne goes to work on her, hauling her back to her feet and delivering a big scoop slam! Phobia practically bounces off the mat as she screams out in pain and Chaos screams at Dunne to stop the beatdown. Dunne walks right across the ring and gets in Chaos' face as the Referee comes to break up the confrontation. As he does so, James dives into the ring and chokes Phobia with his boot. Her face starts to turn blue from her air way being cut off as the Referee turns around, seeing what is happening, he ushes Jack James out of the ring as Dunne comes back to make the cover.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...KICKOUT!...]
Derrick Donovan: I don't know how, but Phobia must have dug deep to move that near 300 pound frame of Dunne off her.
Dunne grabs Phobia by her short hair, which has only just started to grow back following her shaving it prior to her break. She struggles against him as he drags her to her feet again. Dunne talks trash before he winds up with his massive arm to deliver a clothesline, but Phobia manages to side step it. Dunne turns around and gets hit with a flurry of shots to Dunne, who barely manages to react to one, before the next one hits him. Kicks, punches and slaps hit Dunne in a rapid succession as Phobia gets to work. She dives for the tag to Chaos, but Dunne manages to grab her leg so she hits the mat face first. Dunne drags Phobia to his corner and James makes the tag again, hopping over the ropes again to deliver stomps to Phobia before locking in a single leg grapevine. Phobia screams in pain as James wrenches back on the hold. Chaos storms the ring to break the hold, but he's met with the Referee who stops him before he even manages to get half way across the ring. Chaos argues with the Referee as Dunne climbs through the ropes, stomping on Phobia over and over as she is locked in the hold. Dunne rolls back out of the ring as the Referee finally manages to get Chaos out of the ring again, coming back to check on Phobia and see if she submits to the hold. She screams no at him, before she makes one final lunge and manages to reach the ropes. James breaks the hold but stomps on the leg he injured as Phobia clutches at the rope. James pulls her away from the ropes and makes the cover.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...KICKOUT!...]
Chaos is furious on the outside of the ring, screaming at James to try to get him to take his attention away from Phobia for a few seconds, but James simply flashes him the winning smile before going back to Phobia. James bends down to pick up Phobia, but she kicks him in the head! James staggers as Phobia scrambles to her feet before diving across the ring.
[...TAG MADE!...]
Chaos hops over the ropes and demolishes James with a lariat! James gets back up and eats another clothesline from Chaos and the fans are at a frenzy! Dunne piles into the ring, but Chaos sidesteps him and sends him face first into the buckle. Dunne stumbles backwards and Chaos hits a bulldog, planting Dunne's head into the canvas! Dunne rolls to the outside and Chaos turns his attention to Jack James. James pleads with Chaos not to mess up his looks, Chaos responds with a boot to the face as James screams out in pain.
Derrick Donovan: After so long away, Chaos isn't here to mess around!
BB Gunn: No way! The man formerly known as CK is here to play tonight! What a way for AXW to debut on our American Tour!
Chaos pulls James to his feet and throws him into the corner, instructing James to make the tag.
Derrick Donovan: Looks like Chaos wants Dunne for the sneak attack earlier. This is a different Chaos than we're used to seeing! He's uncaged!
James willingly makes the tag and Chaos allows Dunne into the ring, Dunne charges, but Chaos sweeps out his legs, planting him on his back! Chaos makes the cover...
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
Dunne is saved by James making the break on the cover! Both men pile onto Chaos as Phobia joins the fray, kicking Dunne right in the teeth to keep Chaos safe. Phobia dispatches James to the outside of the ring before coming back to Dunne. Chaos and Phobia pick up Dunne, delivering a double powerbomb on the big man as Chaos dives onto him.
[...PAIN DISORDER...]
Chaos has the hold locked in. James tries to get back into the ring, but Phobia uses every bit of strength she has to get across the ring, but James side steps, sending Phobia over the ropes! James back in and Dunne's hand comes down, but James breaks the hold right before he can tap! The Referee gets in James' face, trying to get some control on this match, but Dunne comes around and delivers a low blow to Chaos! He rolls him up!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THREE!...]
[...DING! DING!...]
The winners of the match... Wellington Dunne and Jack James!
Derrick Donovan: What a great tag team match to kick off the American Tour!
BB Gunn: Too right, Dono! Dunne and James brought the heat and unfortunately for Chaos and Phobia, it was just a little too much!
With that, James springs back into the ring and starts wailing on Chaos as Dunne joins in. They hammer on him with balled up fists as the Referee screams at them to stop! Phobia gets back in, trying to stop the onslaught, but the two members of AVA are proving too much! Suddenly a masked man comes from under the ring, slides in behind Dunne and James and clothesline both of them from behind, and then he and Chaos throw Dunne and James over the top rope, then share a fist bump, Phobia goes out get a mic and gives it to chaos.
Chaos: Let me introduce you to my tag team partner.... Presenting...
Chaos hands off the mic to the masked man. The masked man tucks the mic under his arm as he loosens the lacing on the mask, pulling it off to reveal Duke Kosloff!
Duke Kosloff:You all know me now don't you, I'm nothing more than a "Natural Born Killer". Did you all think that I would just forget about everything that went on? Yeah, I no longer deal with the Soviets or my backstabbing family but I am not stupid. I do know when it comes to this business it's always good to have at least one or two allies. Who better than a man I have held gold with and have also been to war with, a man I know has no problem telling me face to face if he's going to stab me in the back.
And of course the former FWA World champion. A woman who proved to be just as tough as any man she comes across. I contacted them a while back when I found out what my family had done and the rest is about to become history... as we introduce you all to the era of NATURAL BORN CHAOS!!!
We cut open to the new AXW Undisputed Champion, James Raymond backstage. He has a massive smile on his face and the brand new title glimmers.
James Raymond: Toni-
He stops almost immediately as Curtis D. Kanyon walks into the frame.
He offers out a hand to Raymond.
Curtis D. Kanyon: Great job kid.
He then pulls him in closer as Raymond and CDK touch nose to nose.
Curtis D. Kanyon: But know this, I'm coming back for that title. I don't care who holds it. I don't care when. How. I want that title back; back around my waist.
Raymond sneers his nose up.
James Raymond: Why don't you accept my challenge tonight then?
CDK smirks.
Curtis D. Kanyon: Maybe I will...
He lets go of Raymond's hand and turns, breaking the tension and walking off screen.
Raymond watches him as he goes.
We open up to some sort of dark room, two bright eyes with small black dots staring at the camera. They don't blink, instead, the person walks into the light near the camera, the face being that of Killa Kai's. Eerie music plays quietly in the background before reaching it's climax, then, becomes silent as HardKore opens his mouth to speak.
Killa Kai: End of Days is the Dawn of Years for me. What many see as the ultimate end, I see as the foreseeable future. In only my first match on American soil I came so close to beating 14 of the best wrestlers in the world, runner up only to Nate Pierce. When I was first announced for that match no-one cared about who I was or where I came from, to them, I was just filler for a stacked deck. But when I threw not only Ricky Jackson but Goldbear II out of the ring, when I survived until the end from entry position three, I made the world take notice.
Come End of Days, the same thing applies. The killer strikes again, and like the tale of Jack the Ripper, I come out clean, unscathed. Dreadvan and Kosloff, you may be a lot bigger than me, you may be a lot stronger than me, but when it boils down to it you for sure ain't as tough as me. We represent AXW, 'nd I represent the W in that name. No, not "wrestling", I represent the other W, the one that stands for "Winner".
End Of Days, a murder spree is comin'.
Question is, are you ready for the Killa, Kai?
He winks into the camera as it fades into pure darkness.
..::Number #1 Contendership for XHF European Championship::..
King Edmund IV (Mutt) vs Sang-Hyun Lee vs Roger Riggs
The following fight is a Three Way Number One Contenders Match for Dreadvan's XHF European Championship
Dreamer by The KOXX plays through the PA system as lights flash and Sang-Hyun comes out from the back. He starts clapping and smiling as he sings along with the song.
Dreamer
We have to be a dreamer
I don't wanna see your washout, keep your pecker up
You'll miss a golden ticket , If you lower your head
He makes his way down the ramp and slaps the hands of the fans before he walks around the ring.
We are not ordinary no more
Anybody is not special from birth
They were ordinary boys like us
Anybody is not special from birth
As the lyrics “Dreamer” playback Sang-Hyun steps into the ring as the fans sing the lyric too. They throw green streamers into the ring as he spins around and points at the fans.
We are not ordinary no more
Anybody is not special from birth
They were ordinary boys like us
Anybody is not rockstar from birth
He goes to his corner and stretches as he gets ready for the match to begin.
Derrick Donovan: He hasn't seen a single victory since his return but tonight I think we see something different.
BB Gunn: Please don't lie, Dono.
"Plebians - silence yourselves as the heavens gift you with this special occasion. Your eyes will feast like it never has before. The one. The only. King Edmund William Hickenbottom IV".
The lights dim. Two uniformed gentlemen step forward. They blow on their trumpets to signal the introduction of the King of Supremia. After the royal tune, Preliator by Globus plays. After the introduction to the song, Mutt walks out, holding a throne above his heads and shoulders. As he marches down the ring, the two uniformed guards follow. Mutt climbs up the stairs, where the uniformed guards lower the top rope for Mutt to climb over. Mutt places the throne down the center of the ring and then lies on all fours in front of the throne. There, King Hickenbottom steps on the back of Mutt as a stepping stool on the way down.
BB Gunn: Mutt is the top contender and the favourite in this match tonight. I would like to see him win.
With a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand, he climbs the ropes to the fans. They all boo him. The king smiles as he descends and exits the ring to allow Mutt to show off exactly what King Hickenbottom IV can do.
Derrick Donovan: I think King Supremia needs to grow a pair and fight for himself instead of this "Mutt"
BB Gunn: Well... That is his name.
The theme plays. He walks out. Well, swaggers out more like. Focused entirely on the ring, thats what he makes a beeline for. But, he can't help but showboat a lil bit. Generally just all business.
BB Gunn: Someone who isn't new to fighting for the European Championship, Roger Riggs knows what it's like to be in the ring with Dreadvan.
Derrick Donovan: And make him bleed... green.
All three men are in their respective corners as the match begins.
[..DING DING..]
Mutt runs right towards Sang Hyun Lee and hits a breath taking gut punch, leaving Sang on his hands and knees like a dog. Riggs jumps on the back of Mutt but Mutt just tosses Riggs over his head and out of the ring. Mutt picks up Sang and drops him with a Gutwrench Powerbomb.
Derrick Donovan: My god, Mutt is tearing down his opponents well.
Riggs rolls back into the ring and kicks Mutt in the shin, and again and again, wearing him down enough to run at him with a leaping Clothesline. Sang gets back up and hits a Snap German Suplex on Riggs. Sang gets the fans to cheer him on but as he turns around Mutt runs right through Sang and makes him go flying through the second rope. Riggs gets to his knees and Mutt notices, he picks Riggs up into a Powerbomb position but Riggs tries to counter with a Canadian Destroyer but Mutt is too heavy to counter into such a move. Mutt slams Riggs to the mat with an Alabama Slam.
BB Gunn: Mutt is unstoppable! No one ca-
Sang runs back into the ring, chair in hand, and cracks it over the head of Mutt. It stuns him but it only angers Mutt. Mutt grabs Sang by the throat but Sang kicks Mutt in the stomach multiple times, making him lose his grip of Sang's throat. Riggs hits a chop block to Mutt's knee, sending the big man down to one knee. Sang runs at Mutt and connects with a Shining Wizard, Mutt is off his feet and on the flat of his back. With Mutt down, Riggs drops Sang with a stiff Forearm attack, and then pins Mutt.
[..ONE..]
[..KICKOUT..]
Mutt pushes Riggs off him and then clotheslines him outside the ring. Mutt is in hot pursuit and grabs Riggs by the throat and chokeslams him onto the announce table, the table didn't break!
BB Gunn: I AM THE TABLE!
[..BOTCHAMANIA clap clap clapclapclap BOTCHAMANIA clap clap clapclapclap..]
Derrick Donovan: Oh god no.
Mutt rolls back into the ring and is met with Sang dropping him with
[..ONE FOR THE ROAD!..]
(Dropkick)
BB Gunn: This is Sang's moment!
Sang makes the pinfall, somehow hooking Mutt's leg.
[..ONE..]
[..TW-..]
Riggs came back and broken up the pinfall, he attacks Sang with some MMA styled knee strikes to the chest. Riggs tries to hit "The Ol' One Two" to Sang but Sang counters by sweeping the legs of Riggs. Mutt gets back to his feet and drops Sang with a heavy clothesline. Mutt gets Sang to his knees and runs towards the ropes, but as he turns around, Riggs connects with
[..THE LETHAL WEAPON!!..]
(Running Front Dropkick)
Which sends Mutt over the ropes and out to the floor. Riggs sees Sang sitting on the mat and hits a Penalty Kick on Sang and makes the pin
Derrick Donovan: Riggs' moment!
BB Gunn: Here's the pin!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..TH- KICKOUT..]
Sang kicks out as Riggs gets frustrated, he slaps the ring mat and gets back to his feet. He starts hitting stiff kicks to Sang's head and now he's unconscious. Mutt rolls back into the ring and goes right after Riggs, every move that Mutt tries... Riggs dodges or ducks or even blocks.
Derrick Donovan: It's like The Matrix in the ring!
Mutt connects with a hard fist to the jaw of Riggs, Riggs falls over to the ropes and Mutt gets Sang and drops him with
[..ROYAL EXECUTION!!..]
(Double Underhook Piledriver)
BB Gunn: It's over. Mutt is the winner.
Derrick Donovan: Wait, BB!
Mutt goes for the pin but Riggs dropkicks Mutt in the temple, knocking him over and out of the way. Riggs sees Sang out cold and pins him
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..THREE!!..]
BB Gunn: RIGGS!!
Derrick Donovan: He stole it from Mutt!
Here is your winner, and NEW Number One Contender to the XHF European Championship... ROGER RIGGS!
Riggs celebrates but Mutt gets back up, which is when Riggs gets out of dodge and leaves the ring and runs up the ramp. Mutt stares down Riggs, furious over him stealing his win. He then sees Sang and drops him with
BB Gunn: Oh god no! DON'T!
[..ROYAL EXECUTION!!..]
(Double Underhook Piledriver)
BB Gunn: Oh fuck.
Derrick Donovan: Somebody get help for Sang please.
Mutt then exits the ring and walks up the ramp with his head down.
We see the Russian monster known only as Duke Kosloff being interviewed backstage by a very small, scared and timid interviewer. They talk into the microphone, their words mumbled and shaky.
Interviewer: I- I'm here with o -one third of the AXW represents for XHF's End of Days tournament, D- Duke Kosloff. A- any comments going into it?
They reach up with the microphone but Duke snatches it out of their hand as they shriek and freeze. He pushes past them and storms straight up to the camera, making sure the shot gets his whole face. He brings the microphone to his mouth and begins to menacingly get louder and louder.
Duke Kosloff: The "Natural Born Killer" will go into EOD representing AXW this year, not as a rookie of the XHF Network, but as a new man. It's time for me to show the world exactly what I have known all along and what V has known all along, that Duke Kosloff has nothing to prove. You thought I was going to say something else, I'm not going into EOD looking for championships, money or power... Been there, done that. I'm heading into End of Day's simply to end the careers of those I step into the ring with and show why AXW is... XTREME!
He shoves the microphone back into the chest of the interviewer as they hit the wall and freeze some more, not doing or saying anything. He storms off to the side of the screen as we cut back to ringside.
The opening of "Black or White" starts to play up and as it further progresses into the harder riffs, Nate Pierce steps out onto the stage with his arms spread wide with a big grin on his face as he looks out into the crowd. Returning his arms to his sides, he starts striding his way down the aisle, exchanging high fives with some fans on the way down before rolling into the ring and jumping up onto the near turnbuckle, raising his arms up to more cheers from the crowd. Climbing down from the spot, he moves over to the far side of the ring, waiting for the match to start.
Derrick Donovan: Here's Nate Pierce! The man, the myth, the legend!
BB Gunn: Someone's got a stiffy for the Whaler.
Fire erupts through the venue! The lights go red and golden fire crackles on the titantron, the crowd look on in awe as a demonic figures slowly stalk their way from out the back. Prince Demonio, or Brad Swann, whatever his name is tonight, is covered in scars of red, white and black, while small in stature, his demonic presence instantly creates the impression that he is larger than life itself.
He enters the ring, not posing nor flaunting, but just stares right in the face of Pierce.
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Derrick Donovan: And they're off! Brad Swann versus Nate Pierce! This will be one for the making!
BB Gunn: Brad Swann, returning at Final Frontier! Or rather, Prince Demonio. Who the hell is he?
Demonio charges at Pierce, running for... something, but Pierce simply swats him away like a fly! Demonio gets back up, and charges at Pierce, ducking a clubbing forearm and instead responding with a few quick punches to Pierce's abdomen! He dazes Pierce, and backs him into a corner. As Pierce is stuck in the corner, Demonio climbs the turnbuckle and starts to deliver punches to the head.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Pierce grabs Demonio, and throws him halfway across the ring! He then crosses the ring with two running strides and kicks Demonio in the gut! Demonio goes flying again, and Pierce raises his arms up, bringing roars of cheers from the crowd!
Derrick Donovan: Pierce has been on a roll lately! His debut was flawed, due to being paired up with Jamie Lee Dunne, but has since crushed all obstacles!
BB Gunn: That's right! Pierce now holds the Briefcase, granting him a shot at any championship at any time! He might cash in tonight, for crying out loud!
Pierce then picks up Demonio, and puts him in a pumphandle slam position! He lifts him up...
[...WHALER SLAM...]
(Pumphandle Drop)
BB Gunn: And with authority, he plants Swann!
Derrick Donovan: I thought he was Demonio right now!
BB Gunn: I dunno, I'm just saying whatever's more convenient for the writer to write! Besides, he's jobbing like Swann normally does.
Derrick Donovan: FOURTH WALL, BB!
But Nate Pierce isn't done, he wants to send a message to Swannio, to James Raymond and Dreadvan, to the XHF Network. He points at Demonio, and the crowd boos thunderously! He points his thumb down, and the crowd cheers. A smile on the Whaler's face, he turns to Swann, and down the ramp come Tortura and Papa Fuego! To more boos, they reach ringside and begin to distract Nate Pierce. They make gestures, they wave their arms. They don't really talk, because they're mutes after all. But it's enough to distract Pierce, because suddenly...
PRINCE DEMONIO ROLLS UP NATE PIERCE! HE PUTS HIS FEET ON THE ROPES! THE REF COUNTS THE FALL!
[...ONE...]
BB Gunn: Ref! Look, you blind idiot! His feet are on the ropes!
[...TWO...]
Derrick Donovan: Not like this, not like this!
[...THRE-NO!...]
The referee sees Demonio's feet were on the ropes! He does not count the fall! Demonio, though, thinks it was a three count and begins to celebrate! But Pierce is informed the match is still going on. As Demonio begins to argue with the ref, Pierce slips out and clubs Tortura with a clothesline! Papa Fuego turns around...
[...PUNCTURE WOUND...]
(Spear)
BB Gunn: OOOOOOOOOOAH!
Off screen, BB is handed a C&D from a stooge.
BB Gunn: Damn Stooge.
With HELLBØUND incapacitated on the outside, Pierce moves in for the kill. As Demonio finally finishes arguing with the ref, Pierce picks him up...
[...DEEP SEA PLUNGE!!!...]
(Chokebomb)
Derrick Donovan: The move that won him the briefcase!
BB Gunn: The move that...uh...did other things?
The referee slides into position.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Derrick Donovan: The Whaler is victorious!
BB Gunn: Pierce with a dominant victory over HELLBØUND as a whole!
Pierce's hand is raised in victory, and he's handed back his briefcase. He looks into the camera, taps his briefcase and then his wrist, and then winks and exits the ring, walking up as we fade to commercial.
We see the XHF European Championship sitting on a table covered in food and 'devil things', the camera pans up, panning for about fifteen seconds, before reaching the head of the Champion himself, the Demon Dreadvan. His face is stuffed with food and covered in muck after obviously eating a lot of food. He's sitting down on a reinforced chair that looks like it's on the verge of snapping at any point. He looks at the camera and snorts like a devilish pig.
Dreadvan: End of Days eh?
He scoffs thinking about it.
Dreadvan: I'm glad the AXW is finally agreeing I deserve all the television time they can give me. But I don't even know why they are sending anyone else. I think it's a slap in the face really to put me on the same pedigree as the other reps, because the only one who matters from this company or any other is me. But they don't have to worry. I'm going to steamroll the competition just like I have been and when I do win, I'm expecting a complete buffet.
He picks up a chicken wing and shoves the thing in his mouth, and after a few seconds chomps on it. The whole thing disappears, along with the bone, and he picks up another as we fade to black.
A golden hue bathes the arena as Ennio Morricone’s “The Ecstacy of Gold” fills the air. Without waiting for his usual spot, Jackson Steele pushes through the curtain and walks out of the entranceway alone. He’s limping, holding one arm across his abdomen.
BB Gunn: Looks like Jackson Steele is back and it looks like it's against Doctor's orders by the state of him!
Halfway down the aisle he makes a “cut” gesture into the camera, calling for his music to stop. The lights come back up and he makes his way up to the ring in silence. He winces as he climbs the steps, and then gingerly goes through the ropes and asks for a microphone.
Jackson Steele: You know it’s been two weeks and I’m still banged up. Two weeks since three nobodies jumped the guardrail to try and become somebodies. You know what I’m talking about. At Final Frontier, I was the victim of a cowardly attack by Jack James, Wellington Dunne and Anthony Caffrey.
Steele pauses, and the crowd respond to the names of his assailant with mixed cheers and boos.
Jackson Steele: The people who are actually cheering those three cowards should get their heads examined. What they did wasn’t brave. What they did wasn’t powerful. They think they’re making a statement? Well the only statement they’re making is that not one of them has what it takes to make a name for themselves, they’ve gotta try and bring the REAL stars down to their level to get anywhere.
Derrick Donovan: Well I mean he isn't wrong. They've obviously used him and Anomoly to make themselves known.
Jackson Steele: Well let me tell you this, NOBODY gets to bring me down so they can step on MY head to get up the ladder. I’m always one step ahead… It’s End Of Days season and you might have noticed - well, those of you with more than one brain cell might have noticed - that there is one glaring omission from this year’s tournament bracket. ME. That’s no accident. That’s strategy.
He pauses again to let the crowd wonder among themselves just what his strategy is.
Jackson Steele: Last year I won the End Of Days tournament and I defended my AWF Championship all in the same night. I cemented my legacy, and this year I’m going to go one step further - last year I became a legend but this year I will become a GOD as I am officially cashing in my opportunity to fight for the X Crown Championship at the End Of Days finals!
BB Gunn: Oh shit!! Steele going for the X*Crown?!
Jackson Steele: I’ve held back from cashing in for almost a whole year but fortune favours the brave and my patience will be rewarded because when I walk out of that ring with the X Crown Championship then everybody - especially those three punks who are trying to ride my coat-tails - is going to finally realise that Jackson Steele isn’t just another stepping stone like everybody else. James, Dunne, Caffrey - you can’t go through me to get to the top of the mountain, I AM the top of the mountain!
Steele drops the mic and declares “now you can play my music!” before exiting the ring, still holding his taped-up ribs, and walking back up the aisle.
..::UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP::..
James Raymond's Open Challenge
We are at ringside with Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn
Derrick Donovan: H- Wha-
BB Gunn: DID HE JUST EAT THE BONE?!
Derrick and BB just look at each other in disbelief, before DD shakes his head and looks at the camera.
Derrick Donovan: Never-the-less, it is now time for the Undisputed Championship match! For two long weeks people have been speculating as to who would answer the call, now, we'll finally find out!
BB Gunn: Let's not overshadow the fact that James Raymond is the NEW Undisputed Champion, DD, beating Curtis D. Kanyon!
Derrick Donovan: He wants to go down in the history books as a fighting champion, and if you ask me BB, he's damn well proving that by defending the title on his first appearance since winning it tonight!
Styles Clash plays through the PA system as the lights go out and the fans go rabid. After 23 seconds, the lights come back on and standing atop of the stage is James Raymond with his AXW Undisputed Championship around his waist. He looks out to the crowd with a smirk on his face before walking down the ramp and heading towards the ring.
Once he makes his way to ringside, he walks around the ring before grabbing the second rope and lifting himself up onto the ring apron and then looking out to the crowd, who cheer like crazy. He unstraps the championship from around his waist and lifts it high up in the air before sliding the championship under the bottom rope and hopping over the top rope, he grabs the championship and climbs up to the second rope and stretches his arms out, the championship in hand, the fans go wild. He hops off the second rope and stands in the middle of the ring, calling for a microphone.
James Raymond: Man, it feels great to be here in the Hammerstein Ballroom, Manhattan, New York!
The crowd pop ever so loud at the mention of their venue, he smirks at the reception.
James Raymond: I can't think of any better place to defend this title, in such a historic venue that saw ECW thrive in it's glory days, AXW has come to take over; and take over we have! Just when you thought the action couldn't get more intense out comes the Platinum Star to give you what you've all been waiting for, the Undisputed Championship open challenge!
Once more the crowd cheer at the mention of it, you hear people speculating as to who it could be. Raymond smirks some more.
James Raymond: There's certain people back there that I can't wait to get my hands on, there's grizzled old vets I would die to face off with, heck, there's even a retired dickhead with the initials R.A. I'd love to give a run for their money... But that's all mere speculation, tonight, we find out who truly has stepped up to the plate. So mystery man, whoever you may be... Let's dance with the devil under the pale moonlight! LET'S DO THIS!
Raymond drops the microphone to a loud cheer, he holds the Undisputed belt up high as the crowd speculate some more, an aura of anticipation filling the ballroom.
Derrick Donovan: Wasting no time in talking, Raymond is ready!
BB Gunn: But ready for who, that's the question Dono.
He circles the ring and lays the title belt in the middle of it, pointing at the entrance ramp and shouting at for whoever's back there to come on out. He waits some more as the crowd begin to get louder and louder, a Rob Arnold chant breaks out, then over-powered by a louder CDK chant. Raymond looks around at the fans and raises his eyebrows, listening out for their speculations, smiling.
Derrick Donovan: This anticipation is killing me, BB!
BB Gunn: Same here!
The CDK chant gets even louder as the fans roar in excitement, Raymond nods his head at them, is he expecting CDK aswell? He leans against the ropes and wipes sweat from his brow, waiting.
Derrick Donovan: Come on...
BB Gunn: Who will it b-
Hail to Chief erupts into the PA as the whole venue shakes with a thunderous pop for their president!
Derrick Donovan: IT'S CDK!
BB Gunn: WE'RE GONNA SEE THE REMATCH, HERE, TONIGHT DONO!
The fans go absolutely wild as it continues to play, the American flag waving on the tron, showing Kanyon riding a bald eagle. A "CDK" then followed on with "BANG" chant breaks out like a wild ensemble, the sound crackling due to the intensity of the reaction.
Derrick Donovan: You know what comes after Hail to Chief, BB?!
BB Gunn: Rammstein's AMERIKA! ...
The Hail to Chief scratches out and the fans cheers get louder, ready for his theme song!
The crowd's cheers drop to a sudden boo as everyone is confused.
Derrick Donovan: That's not CDK's music?!
BB Gunn: Maybe he changed it?
Then from out the back walks the quote on quote leader of AVA, the Unlegend, Anthony Caffrey. He's all smug, smirking at the heavily booing crowd and taking it all in just like the greats before him. Raymond, in the ring, is shaking his head, disappointed at the revelation of it being the former GWA star.
Derrick Donovan: Anthony Caffrey, the man who alongside Wellington Dunne and Jack James, invaded Final Frontier, taking out both Anomoly and Steele!
BB Gunn: He got me all excited for nothing, Dono.
Caffrey walks down the ramp as the American fans shout profanities at him, a clever "Not My President" chant breaks out but he ignores it, climbing into the ring via the ring steps and being handed a microphone, he stares Raymond down, then looks at the Undisputed Championship on the mat. He smirks, looks Raymond back in the eyes, and offers out a handshake.
Anthony Caffrey: Nice to meet you champ, the name's Anthony Caffrey.
Raymond contemplates shaking it, the tone of his voice seems like he's got James all figured out. Just the very presence of this man makes Raymond feel as though he's one step ahead. Never the less, like the good figurehead he is, he shakes it.
Derrick Donovan: Great sportsmanship from the champion here.
BB Gunn: And the challeng-
Caffrey doesn't let go however, and when Raymond tries to pull away, Caffrey smirks.
Anthony Caffrey: Allow me to introduce you to my associates.
Suddenly, Raymond is clocked around the head by a steel chair as the crowd boo ever so loudly. As Raymond's body drops to the canvas, we get a clear shot of Caffrey's associates standing behind him, Jack James and the man with steel chair in hand, Wellington Dunne.
Derrick Donovan: The other two members of AVA!
BB Gunn: The bastards!
Both Dunne and James begin to stomp on the downed champ, Caffrey unbuttons his cuffs. He joins in with the beating as the crowd boo heavily, they wanted a title match, not a mugging! Raymond is defenseless, the knock from the steel chair has rendered him unconscious. James walks on over to the Undisputed Championship and picks it up, eyeing it up and down, before slamming it on the mat and stomping on it.
Derrick Donovan: HEY! That's our new title belt!
BB Gunn: The disrespect, where's V when you need him?!
Wellington proceeds to pick up Raymond and get him into a devastating bear hug as trash starts to be thrown in the ring, Anthony rolls out of the ring and begins to pick up chairs and throw them everywhere, eventually going to the ring skirt, ripping it in half, and pulling out a table. He slides it in as Wellington lets go of the hold, getting Raymond into a powerbomb position. Caffrey and James set up the table as Raymond sits knocked out on Dunne's shoulders. He taunts the crowd before dropping the Undisputed Champion straight the table with a hellacious powerbomb!
Derrick Donovan: Security!
BB Gunn: Here they come, DD!
Security rush out from the back and slide into the ring, charging at AVA to clear them from the ring, but Caffrey picks the steel chair up and swings it wildly at one of them, Dunne clotheslines one and Jack James hits the Professional-Plex to another, the security is dropped in an instance. Referees and ringside personalities alike start to rush into the ring pleading for the AVA to stop what they're doing.
BB Gunn: The worse thing about this is, the AVA won't be seeing consequences for their actions, V is their boss, he thrives in chaos and anarchy!
Derrick Donovan: There really is nothing to do to get them to stop.
BB Gunn: Well, besides taking them out.
Derrick Donovan: What you proposing, you go in there and get dropped on your sorry ass again?
BB Gunn: Motherfucker.
All three AVA members look amongst themselves before charging at the referees and knocking them down with kicks, punches and steel chairs. Blood is spilled as the ringside officials get involved, nothing stopping the three AVA member's brutal attack. Once the ring is cleared Dunne heads over to a turnbuckle and rips it clean off. Caffrey picks up the lifeless body of Raymond and shoves him into Dunne, who Irish Whips him SO HARD into the exposed turnbuckle that it snaps and the whole rope comes flying off!
Derrick Donovan: We may have to cancel the US Tour if this continues!
BB Gunn: But this is our only income?!
Derrick Donovan: Well we can't have a wrestling show with no ring!
BB Gunn: Oh it'll be fine, I need the money anyways!
Jack James drops to his knees and grabs the loose rope, pulling it around Raymond's neck and strangling him with it, trash still being thrown in the ring. Caffrey clambers out to ringside as Dunne picks up the Undisputed Championship, studies it, spits on it, then throws it down onto the concrete around the ring, garnering crazy boos from the AXW fans. Caffrey walks on over to the announcers desk and signals for the Glasgow Bull to follow him, he quickly obliges.
Derrick Donovan: Hey what are you doing over here?!
BB Gunn: Yeah, isn't it about time you leave?
Anthony Caffrey mockingly laughs and grabs the headset off of BB Gunn, who stands up in defiance.
Anthony Caffrey: Leave? Oh mister weapon, we've barely just started. Dunne, would you do the honors?
Derrick Donovan: Honors?
Wellington Dunne flips the announcers desk over and on-top of Derrick Donovan, completely squashing him underneath. BB Gunn shouts in Caffrey's face telling him that that was a bad mistake, he shoves him in the chest and proceeds to pull up his fists as the crowd pop ever so loudly. A "BB" chant breaks out as Caffrey chuckles to himself and motions for Dunne to finish the job. The Glasgow Bull wraps his giant hands around BB's neck and with both hands wrapped tight he chokeslams the commentator right through the tipped over announce table and on-top of Donovan.
They head back into the ring as Jack James finally stops choking out Raymond, instead getting to his feet and joining them in kicking and stomping upon the champ's carcass.
THE CROWD GO BALLISTIC!
Jackson Steele waits a while, letting it sink into the AVA lad's heads, before arriving on the entrance ramp to a thunderous pop. While he may have been a detestable heel as of late, he wants revenge. The DDT Security are no-where to be seen, but that doesn't phase POWER Steele, instead he starts to walk down the entrance ramp, believing in his own arrogance that he can take on all three by himself.
That's when...
THE CROWD BECOME EVEN MORE UNGLUED!
The Anomoly slowly walks on out from the back as Steele, visibly pissed off, turns and faces him. He shakes his head as if to say "I've got this", but Anomoly doesn't care one bit. He brushes past the former two time AWF Champion and heads straight down the ramp and to ringside, where he lifts up the ring skirt and pulls out a steel chair. Steele says "Ah fuck it" before rushing down the ramp and joining Anomoly, pulling out a steel chair of his own.
They both give each other a rich glance.
Then slide into the ring to a massive pop, the AVA lads standing their ground. Anthony Caffrey gets a microphone.
Anthony Caffrey: Well isn't this nice, a lil' reunion from Final Frontier! Say lads, you still sore from that beatdown?
Anomoly and Steele just stare down Caffrey.
Anthony Caffrey: Well you will be...
Wellington Dunne and Jack James head forward to go fight them but the Unlegend shoots out his arms to stop them.
Anthony Caffrey: Woah woah woah, I didn't specify that would be tonight boys. We've done what we had originally planned to do, and giving these two another beatdown was not one of those things, that can wait. We'll bide our time, let them wait in anticipation for the next attack only for it to happen when they least expect it. I think we're done for the night. Anomoly, Steele, Raymond... Goodnight.
Caffrey drops the microphone and mockingly blows them a kiss, before climbing out of the ring, Dunne and James following on suite. Anomoly and Steele watch them leave through the shouting crowd, ready for if they attack again, but they don't. Anomoly drops his steel chair and heads over to Raymond, checking on him, Steele watches on, chair and all.
He walks on over to Anomoly with the steel chair, ready to swing...
...and drops it to the mat...
He rolls out of the ring and heads straight to the back, not turning to look at Anomoly, Raymond or the mess behind him. He doesn't care about any of that. All he cares about is his ego.
Anomoly takes one last look at Raymond before rolling out aswell. Heading up the ramp, but unlike Steele, looking back at the destruction caused by AVA. We see no emotion, it's hidden by a mask, but the slight shake of his head immediately indicates he is not satisfied, whether that's because it wasn't him who made the mess or the fact that he genuinely cares for the company is up to interpretation, but it's triggered something inside of him.
Raymond is left alone in the ring.
"RAYMOND! RAYMOND! RAYMOND!"
The chants start to spread like wildfire as he slowly regains consciousness; crawling to the ropes. He struggles to lift his own arm, let alone his body, and is prone to the mat, waiting for medical attention.
...But it never comes...
Instead, one thing, and one thing only comes for Raymond.
The sound of Black and White...
THE CROWD BECOME UNGLUED! THE WHALER'S MUSIC HAS HIT!
Nate Pierce slowly walks onto the entrance ramp with a referee, briefcase in hand, determination struck upon his face. Raymond looks up from his prone position and tears begin to swell, this is the end of his title run.
...Or is it...
He shakes his head. The start won't be the end for James Raymond. With all the strength he can muster he grabs the ropes; pulls himself up onto one knee and motions for Pierce to come get some.
The Whaler charges down the entrance ramp with massive stride, sliding in and standing over the Champion. He stares at him for a little while.
His face turns from pride into a smirk.
He shoves the briefcase into the referee's chest as the crowd explode with cheers, Pierce not taking his eyes off of Raymond for one second.
All ringside personal are unconscious, the referee heads to the timekeepers area, sets the briefcase down and rings the bell himself.
[DING! DING! DING!]
The referee immediately runs back into the ring as Pierce pulls Raymond to his feet and kicks him in the chest.
He holds him.
He waits a few seconds, looks around at the manic crowd.
He pulls him in and lifts him up.
...He holds him in the air for a few seconds...
[ANCHORS AWAY!]
(Vertical Suplex Piledriver)
HE NAILS IT!
...He covers immediately...
[...ONE...]
...
[...TWO...]
...
[...THREE...]
[DING! DING! DING!]
Nate Pierce, is your new, AXW Undisputed Champion.
[Cut.]
We cut open to the Hammerstein Ballroom in Manhattan New York as the American fans go wild, the cameras pan across the venue showing it off in all it's beauty, before cutting to Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn standing atop the entrance ramp, microphones in hand.
Derrick Donovan: Welcome to the first stop in AXW's tour of the United States! I'm Derrick Donovan and joining me tonight, the man of the hour, "Boom Boom" BB Gunn!
BB Gunn: Thanks DD! Ladies and Gentlemen what a show we have in store for you tonight!
Derrick Donovan: Hot off of his MASSIVE title win at Final Frontier, James Raymond promises to be a fighting champion and defend the belt in an open challenge! Can he prove to the world why he truly is the Undisputed Champion?
BB Gunn: Then we have a clash of the ages as the returning scumbag, Brad Swann, goes head to head with the NEW Briefcase holder, Nate Pierce!
Derrick Donovan: We follow on from that to a triple threat match for the right to be called number one contender to the XHF European Championship, as King Edmund IV, Sang-Hyun Lee and Roger Riggs clash!
BB Gunn: And finally, kicking off the show tonight will be a tag team showcase match as the recently returned Chaos Kidd and Phobia go head to head with Wellington Dunne and Jack James, representing the AVA!
Derrick Donovan: And it all starts...
BB Gunn: NOW!
Derrick Donovan: Hey, BB, that was my line.
BB Gunn: And?
Derrick Donovan: You're still salty Price dropped you on your sorry ass, aren't you?
BB Gunn: F*ck you man.
We cut to the back as Donovan and Gunn make their way to the announcers table.
The cameras cut to Price walking out of the Diamond Lounge, with the words "After Final Frontier" in the corner. He's wheeling his suitcases as an interviewer runs up to him and asks him about how he feels about the announcement earlier on in the PPV, he let's off no reaction, instead just solemnly replies.
Price: Don't miss this upcoming GUNS show.
With this the interviewer stops following and turns to the camera, shrugging at the answer. The cameras cut back to the show.
[INSTANT REPLAY]
We open up to Brad Swann flanked by his two Hellbound cronies, Papa Fuego and Tortura. The crowd boo as his face is shown on the monitor, but he is not phased by it. He looks way more palish than usual, his face more corrupted with agony than ever before. A beard lays sharply upon his jaw, similar to that of the devil's. He begins to speak, his voice more slow and quiet, methodical yet perplexed.
Brad Swann: Why, oh why, did I come back?
Why, oh why, did I leave?
Why, oh why...
Swann begins to laugh rather creepily and quiet.
Brad Swann: Why did you come back, Swann?-
NO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! STUPID....
Swann begins to hit himself in the head as the crowd don't know how to react.
Brad Swann: Swann is dead... We killed him. Who's we? Me and you. You and who? You. But who am I? You're me. Then who are you? I am you. So you're Swann? NO. SWANN IS DEAD. Then who are... WE?
We... We are Prince Demonio...
Swann, now Demonio, smiles sadistically, his split personality from before his hiatus seems to have remained within him. However this time, it seems to be more sinister, as though it's taken over his whole body.
Prince Demonio: I left because we murdered someone. Who... did we murder...? ARE YOU NOT PAYING ATTENTION?! Yes, of course I am. Well you would have noticed that we killed Swann! Oh... Yeah... And now we incarnate the body of Satan's son. So we are the son of Satan? YES, STOP ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS! I think you'll find, you're the one asking stupid questions. WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! Well... you are me. I- Oh, I never thought of it that way.
We are stupid.
The crowd is so confused, Demonio is just shouting at himself.
Prince Demonio: We've now returned to fulfill our father's legacy and murder God. Wait, who's God? He could be anyone. So we take out anyone and everyone? Now you're getting it. Who's our first victim?
Our first victim is Nate Pierce, tonight, we see if he... is God.
Prince Demonio begins to laugh hysterically.
Prince Demonio: Hehehehehehehe!
The cameras cut.
Chaos Kid and Phobia vs Wellington Dunne and Jack James (AVA)
The following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from the lost streets of life, weighing in at 215 pounds, Chaos!
Chaos by Like a Storm erupts throughout the area, as the lyric “take the world that you hate” start, Chaos wearing black trucks and a black leather jacket stands at the top of the ramp, he looks to the left, he looks to the right, he knees down on his left legs, and cups his hands over his face, as soon as the lyric “Let the Chaos bring you to life” he stands up and walk to the ring with meaning and has a really intense look in his eyes.
His partner, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 125 pounds.... Phobia!
Bring me to Life hits and out walks Phobia. She stops and waves to everyone, but looks nervous as she walks down to the ring.
Their opponents, first from Glasgow, Scotland, weighing in at 284 pounds... Wellington Dunne!
As the bagpipes start, the light dim, and Dunne walks out in total darkness, as he makes his way to the ring the light flicker in beat of the drums. He climbs into the ring as the lights all come up again.
Finally, his partner from the James Estate, Highest Cheshire... "The Professional" Jack James!
"MAKE WAY FOR THE PROFESSIONAL!" is heard booming out of the speakers, before 'The One and Only' by Chesney Hawkes hits. Jack James makes his way out, signalling for a single spotlight to be shone at the top of the ramp, in which he stands and soaks in the crowd's jeers. The spotlight follows him to the apron, where he rips off his suit and shows his muscles off to the crowd, before pretending to throw his sunglasses to a lucky fan, when in fact he just places them on a cushion at ringside. James enters the ring and does a full twirl to the hard camera before backing off to the corner and performing a Shawn Michaels-esque turnbuckle lean.
[DING!! DING!!]
Phobia climbs out of the ring as Chaos holds the ropes open, but before she manages to climb fully through, Wellington Dunne charges them both, knocking Chaos into the corner and Phobia right off the apron!
Derrick Donovan: Come on, Dunne! You weigh what they do combined!
BB Gunn: I think it's pretty clear that these boys aren't here to mess around! There's definitely going to be no allowances made with regards to intergender competition!
Derrick Donovan: Well come on.... Intergender or not... Phobia is a former World Champion. There's no way they'd get away with taking her lightly!
Dunne is right on Chaos, laying in heavy lefts and rights as Chaos tries to cover up in the corner. The referee is yelling at Dunne...
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THREE!...]
Dunne stops and just stares at the Referee, who takes a step back on realising the situation he is in. Dunne goes right back to work on Chaos, but Chaos explodes out of the corner with a running dropkick, sending Dunne stumbling into the corner, where James makes a tag. James leaps over the top rope and charges Chaos, only to be met with an armdrag, flinging him across the ring! Chaos hops to his feet and ducks a clothesline from Dunne, who runs across the rings to hit the ropes, only for Phobia to pull down the ropes, sending him cartwheeling over the apron to the outside and landing with a thud!
Derrick Donovan: That's a great call by Phobia, there!
BB Gunn: So are we calling her Lethe or Phobia?
Derrick Donovan: I have no idea, but Lethe won't get offended at being called Phobia, but Phobia will tear off your head if you call her Lethe!
BB Gunn: Good call!
Back in the ring, Chaos has control of Jack James, who is trying to go hold for hold with him, but it seems that getting planted with that arm drag has rattled James somewhat. Chaos has a rear chinlock on James, who is grimacing as he tries to fight his way out of the hold, before raking the eyes of Chaos and transitioning beautifully into a headlock of his own before the Referee notices what went on. Chaos sends James into the ropes, but James comes back with a nicely executed shoulder tackle. Chaos hits the mat hard, before popping up just in time to land a hiptoss on James, who had hit the ropes to attempt another tackle. Chaos takes the arm on James, dragging him across the ring to make a quick tag to Phobia. Phobia onto the second rope, coming down with a double axehandle to the outstretched arm of James that Chaos had control of. James screams out in pain as Dunne makes his way back into the opposite corner and starts yelling for the tag as Phobia takes control. She sits James up and runs, kicking him in the back as her boot makes a thud against his back. Dunne yells at her and she doesn't take kindly to it. Phobia yells at Dunne about how he's just a big dumb roadblock on the way to getting hold of Price. Phobia turns around to get her hands back on Jack James, but Dunne grabs hold of her ring gear, pulling her back as James charges her into the buckle. Chaos yells at the Referee, but the Referee tells him there isn't much he can do. James takes control of the match, pulling Phobia to her feet, before giving her a huge SLAP which echoes around the arena. James grabs Phobia in a front face lock, backing himself into the corner and Dunne slapping his back for the tag. James keeps the hold on as Dunne positions himself, delivering a boot to the midsection of Phobia, lifting her off the ground.
Derrick Donovan: Wellington Dunne and Jack James are making themselves known here in their first appearance on AXW Programming!
BB Gunn: Yeah, these guys are showing they definitely aren't to be messed with!
Phobia clutches at her midsection from that boot, as Dunne goes to work on her, hauling her back to her feet and delivering a big scoop slam! Phobia practically bounces off the mat as she screams out in pain and Chaos screams at Dunne to stop the beatdown. Dunne walks right across the ring and gets in Chaos' face as the Referee comes to break up the confrontation. As he does so, James dives into the ring and chokes Phobia with his boot. Her face starts to turn blue from her air way being cut off as the Referee turns around, seeing what is happening, he ushes Jack James out of the ring as Dunne comes back to make the cover.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...KICKOUT!...]
Derrick Donovan: I don't know how, but Phobia must have dug deep to move that near 300 pound frame of Dunne off her.
Dunne grabs Phobia by her short hair, which has only just started to grow back following her shaving it prior to her break. She struggles against him as he drags her to her feet again. Dunne talks trash before he winds up with his massive arm to deliver a clothesline, but Phobia manages to side step it. Dunne turns around and gets hit with a flurry of shots to Dunne, who barely manages to react to one, before the next one hits him. Kicks, punches and slaps hit Dunne in a rapid succession as Phobia gets to work. She dives for the tag to Chaos, but Dunne manages to grab her leg so she hits the mat face first. Dunne drags Phobia to his corner and James makes the tag again, hopping over the ropes again to deliver stomps to Phobia before locking in a single leg grapevine. Phobia screams in pain as James wrenches back on the hold. Chaos storms the ring to break the hold, but he's met with the Referee who stops him before he even manages to get half way across the ring. Chaos argues with the Referee as Dunne climbs through the ropes, stomping on Phobia over and over as she is locked in the hold. Dunne rolls back out of the ring as the Referee finally manages to get Chaos out of the ring again, coming back to check on Phobia and see if she submits to the hold. She screams no at him, before she makes one final lunge and manages to reach the ropes. James breaks the hold but stomps on the leg he injured as Phobia clutches at the rope. James pulls her away from the ropes and makes the cover.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...KICKOUT!...]
Chaos is furious on the outside of the ring, screaming at James to try to get him to take his attention away from Phobia for a few seconds, but James simply flashes him the winning smile before going back to Phobia. James bends down to pick up Phobia, but she kicks him in the head! James staggers as Phobia scrambles to her feet before diving across the ring.
[...TAG MADE!...]
Chaos hops over the ropes and demolishes James with a lariat! James gets back up and eats another clothesline from Chaos and the fans are at a frenzy! Dunne piles into the ring, but Chaos sidesteps him and sends him face first into the buckle. Dunne stumbles backwards and Chaos hits a bulldog, planting Dunne's head into the canvas! Dunne rolls to the outside and Chaos turns his attention to Jack James. James pleads with Chaos not to mess up his looks, Chaos responds with a boot to the face as James screams out in pain.
Derrick Donovan: After so long away, Chaos isn't here to mess around!
BB Gunn: No way! The man formerly known as CK is here to play tonight! What a way for AXW to debut on our American Tour!
Chaos pulls James to his feet and throws him into the corner, instructing James to make the tag.
Derrick Donovan: Looks like Chaos wants Dunne for the sneak attack earlier. This is a different Chaos than we're used to seeing! He's uncaged!
James willingly makes the tag and Chaos allows Dunne into the ring, Dunne charges, but Chaos sweeps out his legs, planting him on his back! Chaos makes the cover...
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
Dunne is saved by James making the break on the cover! Both men pile onto Chaos as Phobia joins the fray, kicking Dunne right in the teeth to keep Chaos safe. Phobia dispatches James to the outside of the ring before coming back to Dunne. Chaos and Phobia pick up Dunne, delivering a double powerbomb on the big man as Chaos dives onto him.
[...PAIN DISORDER...]
Chaos has the hold locked in. James tries to get back into the ring, but Phobia uses every bit of strength she has to get across the ring, but James side steps, sending Phobia over the ropes! James back in and Dunne's hand comes down, but James breaks the hold right before he can tap! The Referee gets in James' face, trying to get some control on this match, but Dunne comes around and delivers a low blow to Chaos! He rolls him up!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THREE!...]
[...DING! DING!...]
The winners of the match... Wellington Dunne and Jack James!
Derrick Donovan: What a great tag team match to kick off the American Tour!
BB Gunn: Too right, Dono! Dunne and James brought the heat and unfortunately for Chaos and Phobia, it was just a little too much!
With that, James springs back into the ring and starts wailing on Chaos as Dunne joins in. They hammer on him with balled up fists as the Referee screams at them to stop! Phobia gets back in, trying to stop the onslaught, but the two members of AVA are proving too much! Suddenly a masked man comes from under the ring, slides in behind Dunne and James and clothesline both of them from behind, and then he and Chaos throw Dunne and James over the top rope, then share a fist bump, Phobia goes out get a mic and gives it to chaos.
Chaos: Let me introduce you to my tag team partner.... Presenting...
Chaos hands off the mic to the masked man. The masked man tucks the mic under his arm as he loosens the lacing on the mask, pulling it off to reveal Duke Kosloff!
Duke Kosloff:You all know me now don't you, I'm nothing more than a "Natural Born Killer". Did you all think that I would just forget about everything that went on? Yeah, I no longer deal with the Soviets or my backstabbing family but I am not stupid. I do know when it comes to this business it's always good to have at least one or two allies. Who better than a man I have held gold with and have also been to war with, a man I know has no problem telling me face to face if he's going to stab me in the back.
And of course the former FWA World champion. A woman who proved to be just as tough as any man she comes across. I contacted them a while back when I found out what my family had done and the rest is about to become history... as we introduce you all to the era of NATURAL BORN CHAOS!!!
We cut open to the new AXW Undisputed Champion, James Raymond backstage. He has a massive smile on his face and the brand new title glimmers.
James Raymond: Toni-
He stops almost immediately as Curtis D. Kanyon walks into the frame.
He offers out a hand to Raymond.
Curtis D. Kanyon: Great job kid.
He then pulls him in closer as Raymond and CDK touch nose to nose.
Curtis D. Kanyon: But know this, I'm coming back for that title. I don't care who holds it. I don't care when. How. I want that title back; back around my waist.
Raymond sneers his nose up.
James Raymond: Why don't you accept my challenge tonight then?
CDK smirks.
Curtis D. Kanyon: Maybe I will...
He lets go of Raymond's hand and turns, breaking the tension and walking off screen.
Raymond watches him as he goes.
We open up to some sort of dark room, two bright eyes with small black dots staring at the camera. They don't blink, instead, the person walks into the light near the camera, the face being that of Killa Kai's. Eerie music plays quietly in the background before reaching it's climax, then, becomes silent as HardKore opens his mouth to speak.
Killa Kai: End of Days is the Dawn of Years for me. What many see as the ultimate end, I see as the foreseeable future. In only my first match on American soil I came so close to beating 14 of the best wrestlers in the world, runner up only to Nate Pierce. When I was first announced for that match no-one cared about who I was or where I came from, to them, I was just filler for a stacked deck. But when I threw not only Ricky Jackson but Goldbear II out of the ring, when I survived until the end from entry position three, I made the world take notice.
Come End of Days, the same thing applies. The killer strikes again, and like the tale of Jack the Ripper, I come out clean, unscathed. Dreadvan and Kosloff, you may be a lot bigger than me, you may be a lot stronger than me, but when it boils down to it you for sure ain't as tough as me. We represent AXW, 'nd I represent the W in that name. No, not "wrestling", I represent the other W, the one that stands for "Winner".
End Of Days, a murder spree is comin'.
Question is, are you ready for the Killa, Kai?
He winks into the camera as it fades into pure darkness.
..::Number #1 Contendership for XHF European Championship::..
King Edmund IV (Mutt) vs Sang-Hyun Lee vs Roger Riggs
The following fight is a Three Way Number One Contenders Match for Dreadvan's XHF European Championship
Dreamer by The KOXX plays through the PA system as lights flash and Sang-Hyun comes out from the back. He starts clapping and smiling as he sings along with the song.
Dreamer
We have to be a dreamer
I don't wanna see your washout, keep your pecker up
You'll miss a golden ticket , If you lower your head
He makes his way down the ramp and slaps the hands of the fans before he walks around the ring.
We are not ordinary no more
Anybody is not special from birth
They were ordinary boys like us
Anybody is not special from birth
As the lyrics “Dreamer” playback Sang-Hyun steps into the ring as the fans sing the lyric too. They throw green streamers into the ring as he spins around and points at the fans.
We are not ordinary no more
Anybody is not special from birth
They were ordinary boys like us
Anybody is not rockstar from birth
He goes to his corner and stretches as he gets ready for the match to begin.
Derrick Donovan: He hasn't seen a single victory since his return but tonight I think we see something different.
BB Gunn: Please don't lie, Dono.
"Plebians - silence yourselves as the heavens gift you with this special occasion. Your eyes will feast like it never has before. The one. The only. King Edmund William Hickenbottom IV".
The lights dim. Two uniformed gentlemen step forward. They blow on their trumpets to signal the introduction of the King of Supremia. After the royal tune, Preliator by Globus plays. After the introduction to the song, Mutt walks out, holding a throne above his heads and shoulders. As he marches down the ring, the two uniformed guards follow. Mutt climbs up the stairs, where the uniformed guards lower the top rope for Mutt to climb over. Mutt places the throne down the center of the ring and then lies on all fours in front of the throne. There, King Hickenbottom steps on the back of Mutt as a stepping stool on the way down.
BB Gunn: Mutt is the top contender and the favourite in this match tonight. I would like to see him win.
With a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand, he climbs the ropes to the fans. They all boo him. The king smiles as he descends and exits the ring to allow Mutt to show off exactly what King Hickenbottom IV can do.
Derrick Donovan: I think King Supremia needs to grow a pair and fight for himself instead of this "Mutt"
BB Gunn: Well... That is his name.
The theme plays. He walks out. Well, swaggers out more like. Focused entirely on the ring, thats what he makes a beeline for. But, he can't help but showboat a lil bit. Generally just all business.
BB Gunn: Someone who isn't new to fighting for the European Championship, Roger Riggs knows what it's like to be in the ring with Dreadvan.
Derrick Donovan: And make him bleed... green.
All three men are in their respective corners as the match begins.
[..DING DING..]
Mutt runs right towards Sang Hyun Lee and hits a breath taking gut punch, leaving Sang on his hands and knees like a dog. Riggs jumps on the back of Mutt but Mutt just tosses Riggs over his head and out of the ring. Mutt picks up Sang and drops him with a Gutwrench Powerbomb.
Derrick Donovan: My god, Mutt is tearing down his opponents well.
Riggs rolls back into the ring and kicks Mutt in the shin, and again and again, wearing him down enough to run at him with a leaping Clothesline. Sang gets back up and hits a Snap German Suplex on Riggs. Sang gets the fans to cheer him on but as he turns around Mutt runs right through Sang and makes him go flying through the second rope. Riggs gets to his knees and Mutt notices, he picks Riggs up into a Powerbomb position but Riggs tries to counter with a Canadian Destroyer but Mutt is too heavy to counter into such a move. Mutt slams Riggs to the mat with an Alabama Slam.
BB Gunn: Mutt is unstoppable! No one ca-
Sang runs back into the ring, chair in hand, and cracks it over the head of Mutt. It stuns him but it only angers Mutt. Mutt grabs Sang by the throat but Sang kicks Mutt in the stomach multiple times, making him lose his grip of Sang's throat. Riggs hits a chop block to Mutt's knee, sending the big man down to one knee. Sang runs at Mutt and connects with a Shining Wizard, Mutt is off his feet and on the flat of his back. With Mutt down, Riggs drops Sang with a stiff Forearm attack, and then pins Mutt.
[..ONE..]
[..KICKOUT..]
Mutt pushes Riggs off him and then clotheslines him outside the ring. Mutt is in hot pursuit and grabs Riggs by the throat and chokeslams him onto the announce table, the table didn't break!
BB Gunn: I AM THE TABLE!
[..BOTCHAMANIA clap clap clapclapclap BOTCHAMANIA clap clap clapclapclap..]
Derrick Donovan: Oh god no.
Mutt rolls back into the ring and is met with Sang dropping him with
[..ONE FOR THE ROAD!..]
(Dropkick)
BB Gunn: This is Sang's moment!
Sang makes the pinfall, somehow hooking Mutt's leg.
[..ONE..]
[..TW-..]
Riggs came back and broken up the pinfall, he attacks Sang with some MMA styled knee strikes to the chest. Riggs tries to hit "The Ol' One Two" to Sang but Sang counters by sweeping the legs of Riggs. Mutt gets back to his feet and drops Sang with a heavy clothesline. Mutt gets Sang to his knees and runs towards the ropes, but as he turns around, Riggs connects with
[..THE LETHAL WEAPON!!..]
(Running Front Dropkick)
Which sends Mutt over the ropes and out to the floor. Riggs sees Sang sitting on the mat and hits a Penalty Kick on Sang and makes the pin
Derrick Donovan: Riggs' moment!
BB Gunn: Here's the pin!
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..TH- KICKOUT..]
Sang kicks out as Riggs gets frustrated, he slaps the ring mat and gets back to his feet. He starts hitting stiff kicks to Sang's head and now he's unconscious. Mutt rolls back into the ring and goes right after Riggs, every move that Mutt tries... Riggs dodges or ducks or even blocks.
Derrick Donovan: It's like The Matrix in the ring!
Mutt connects with a hard fist to the jaw of Riggs, Riggs falls over to the ropes and Mutt gets Sang and drops him with
[..ROYAL EXECUTION!!..]
(Double Underhook Piledriver)
BB Gunn: It's over. Mutt is the winner.
Derrick Donovan: Wait, BB!
Mutt goes for the pin but Riggs dropkicks Mutt in the temple, knocking him over and out of the way. Riggs sees Sang out cold and pins him
[..ONE..]
[..TWO..]
[..THREE!!..]
BB Gunn: RIGGS!!
Derrick Donovan: He stole it from Mutt!
Here is your winner, and NEW Number One Contender to the XHF European Championship... ROGER RIGGS!
Riggs celebrates but Mutt gets back up, which is when Riggs gets out of dodge and leaves the ring and runs up the ramp. Mutt stares down Riggs, furious over him stealing his win. He then sees Sang and drops him with
BB Gunn: Oh god no! DON'T!
[..ROYAL EXECUTION!!..]
(Double Underhook Piledriver)
BB Gunn: Oh fuck.
Derrick Donovan: Somebody get help for Sang please.
Mutt then exits the ring and walks up the ramp with his head down.
We see the Russian monster known only as Duke Kosloff being interviewed backstage by a very small, scared and timid interviewer. They talk into the microphone, their words mumbled and shaky.
Interviewer: I- I'm here with o -one third of the AXW represents for XHF's End of Days tournament, D- Duke Kosloff. A- any comments going into it?
They reach up with the microphone but Duke snatches it out of their hand as they shriek and freeze. He pushes past them and storms straight up to the camera, making sure the shot gets his whole face. He brings the microphone to his mouth and begins to menacingly get louder and louder.
Duke Kosloff: The "Natural Born Killer" will go into EOD representing AXW this year, not as a rookie of the XHF Network, but as a new man. It's time for me to show the world exactly what I have known all along and what V has known all along, that Duke Kosloff has nothing to prove. You thought I was going to say something else, I'm not going into EOD looking for championships, money or power... Been there, done that. I'm heading into End of Day's simply to end the careers of those I step into the ring with and show why AXW is... XTREME!
He shoves the microphone back into the chest of the interviewer as they hit the wall and freeze some more, not doing or saying anything. He storms off to the side of the screen as we cut back to ringside.
The opening of "Black or White" starts to play up and as it further progresses into the harder riffs, Nate Pierce steps out onto the stage with his arms spread wide with a big grin on his face as he looks out into the crowd. Returning his arms to his sides, he starts striding his way down the aisle, exchanging high fives with some fans on the way down before rolling into the ring and jumping up onto the near turnbuckle, raising his arms up to more cheers from the crowd. Climbing down from the spot, he moves over to the far side of the ring, waiting for the match to start.
Derrick Donovan: Here's Nate Pierce! The man, the myth, the legend!
BB Gunn: Someone's got a stiffy for the Whaler.
Fire erupts through the venue! The lights go red and golden fire crackles on the titantron, the crowd look on in awe as a demonic figures slowly stalk their way from out the back. Prince Demonio, or Brad Swann, whatever his name is tonight, is covered in scars of red, white and black, while small in stature, his demonic presence instantly creates the impression that he is larger than life itself.
He enters the ring, not posing nor flaunting, but just stares right in the face of Pierce.
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Derrick Donovan: And they're off! Brad Swann versus Nate Pierce! This will be one for the making!
BB Gunn: Brad Swann, returning at Final Frontier! Or rather, Prince Demonio. Who the hell is he?
Demonio charges at Pierce, running for... something, but Pierce simply swats him away like a fly! Demonio gets back up, and charges at Pierce, ducking a clubbing forearm and instead responding with a few quick punches to Pierce's abdomen! He dazes Pierce, and backs him into a corner. As Pierce is stuck in the corner, Demonio climbs the turnbuckle and starts to deliver punches to the head.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Pierce grabs Demonio, and throws him halfway across the ring! He then crosses the ring with two running strides and kicks Demonio in the gut! Demonio goes flying again, and Pierce raises his arms up, bringing roars of cheers from the crowd!
Derrick Donovan: Pierce has been on a roll lately! His debut was flawed, due to being paired up with Jamie Lee Dunne, but has since crushed all obstacles!
BB Gunn: That's right! Pierce now holds the Briefcase, granting him a shot at any championship at any time! He might cash in tonight, for crying out loud!
Pierce then picks up Demonio, and puts him in a pumphandle slam position! He lifts him up...
[...WHALER SLAM...]
(Pumphandle Drop)
BB Gunn: And with authority, he plants Swann!
Derrick Donovan: I thought he was Demonio right now!
BB Gunn: I dunno, I'm just saying whatever's more convenient for the writer to write! Besides, he's jobbing like Swann normally does.
Derrick Donovan: FOURTH WALL, BB!
But Nate Pierce isn't done, he wants to send a message to Swannio, to James Raymond and Dreadvan, to the XHF Network. He points at Demonio, and the crowd boos thunderously! He points his thumb down, and the crowd cheers. A smile on the Whaler's face, he turns to Swann, and down the ramp come Tortura and Papa Fuego! To more boos, they reach ringside and begin to distract Nate Pierce. They make gestures, they wave their arms. They don't really talk, because they're mutes after all. But it's enough to distract Pierce, because suddenly...
PRINCE DEMONIO ROLLS UP NATE PIERCE! HE PUTS HIS FEET ON THE ROPES! THE REF COUNTS THE FALL!
[...ONE...]
BB Gunn: Ref! Look, you blind idiot! His feet are on the ropes!
[...TWO...]
Derrick Donovan: Not like this, not like this!
[...THRE-NO!...]
The referee sees Demonio's feet were on the ropes! He does not count the fall! Demonio, though, thinks it was a three count and begins to celebrate! But Pierce is informed the match is still going on. As Demonio begins to argue with the ref, Pierce slips out and clubs Tortura with a clothesline! Papa Fuego turns around...
[...PUNCTURE WOUND...]
(Spear)
BB Gunn: OOOOOOOOOOAH!
Off screen, BB is handed a C&D from a stooge.
BB Gunn: Damn Stooge.
With HELLBØUND incapacitated on the outside, Pierce moves in for the kill. As Demonio finally finishes arguing with the ref, Pierce picks him up...
[...DEEP SEA PLUNGE!!!...]
(Chokebomb)
Derrick Donovan: The move that won him the briefcase!
BB Gunn: The move that...uh...did other things?
The referee slides into position.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Derrick Donovan: The Whaler is victorious!
BB Gunn: Pierce with a dominant victory over HELLBØUND as a whole!
Pierce's hand is raised in victory, and he's handed back his briefcase. He looks into the camera, taps his briefcase and then his wrist, and then winks and exits the ring, walking up as we fade to commercial.
We see the XHF European Championship sitting on a table covered in food and 'devil things', the camera pans up, panning for about fifteen seconds, before reaching the head of the Champion himself, the Demon Dreadvan. His face is stuffed with food and covered in muck after obviously eating a lot of food. He's sitting down on a reinforced chair that looks like it's on the verge of snapping at any point. He looks at the camera and snorts like a devilish pig.
Dreadvan: End of Days eh?
He scoffs thinking about it.
Dreadvan: I'm glad the AXW is finally agreeing I deserve all the television time they can give me. But I don't even know why they are sending anyone else. I think it's a slap in the face really to put me on the same pedigree as the other reps, because the only one who matters from this company or any other is me. But they don't have to worry. I'm going to steamroll the competition just like I have been and when I do win, I'm expecting a complete buffet.
He picks up a chicken wing and shoves the thing in his mouth, and after a few seconds chomps on it. The whole thing disappears, along with the bone, and he picks up another as we fade to black.
A golden hue bathes the arena as Ennio Morricone’s “The Ecstacy of Gold” fills the air. Without waiting for his usual spot, Jackson Steele pushes through the curtain and walks out of the entranceway alone. He’s limping, holding one arm across his abdomen.
BB Gunn: Looks like Jackson Steele is back and it looks like it's against Doctor's orders by the state of him!
Halfway down the aisle he makes a “cut” gesture into the camera, calling for his music to stop. The lights come back up and he makes his way up to the ring in silence. He winces as he climbs the steps, and then gingerly goes through the ropes and asks for a microphone.
Jackson Steele: You know it’s been two weeks and I’m still banged up. Two weeks since three nobodies jumped the guardrail to try and become somebodies. You know what I’m talking about. At Final Frontier, I was the victim of a cowardly attack by Jack James, Wellington Dunne and Anthony Caffrey.
Steele pauses, and the crowd respond to the names of his assailant with mixed cheers and boos.
Jackson Steele: The people who are actually cheering those three cowards should get their heads examined. What they did wasn’t brave. What they did wasn’t powerful. They think they’re making a statement? Well the only statement they’re making is that not one of them has what it takes to make a name for themselves, they’ve gotta try and bring the REAL stars down to their level to get anywhere.
Derrick Donovan: Well I mean he isn't wrong. They've obviously used him and Anomoly to make themselves known.
Jackson Steele: Well let me tell you this, NOBODY gets to bring me down so they can step on MY head to get up the ladder. I’m always one step ahead… It’s End Of Days season and you might have noticed - well, those of you with more than one brain cell might have noticed - that there is one glaring omission from this year’s tournament bracket. ME. That’s no accident. That’s strategy.
He pauses again to let the crowd wonder among themselves just what his strategy is.
Jackson Steele: Last year I won the End Of Days tournament and I defended my AWF Championship all in the same night. I cemented my legacy, and this year I’m going to go one step further - last year I became a legend but this year I will become a GOD as I am officially cashing in my opportunity to fight for the X Crown Championship at the End Of Days finals!
BB Gunn: Oh shit!! Steele going for the X*Crown?!
Jackson Steele: I’ve held back from cashing in for almost a whole year but fortune favours the brave and my patience will be rewarded because when I walk out of that ring with the X Crown Championship then everybody - especially those three punks who are trying to ride my coat-tails - is going to finally realise that Jackson Steele isn’t just another stepping stone like everybody else. James, Dunne, Caffrey - you can’t go through me to get to the top of the mountain, I AM the top of the mountain!
Steele drops the mic and declares “now you can play my music!” before exiting the ring, still holding his taped-up ribs, and walking back up the aisle.
..::UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP::..
James Raymond's Open Challenge
We are at ringside with Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn
Derrick Donovan: H- Wha-
BB Gunn: DID HE JUST EAT THE BONE?!
Derrick and BB just look at each other in disbelief, before DD shakes his head and looks at the camera.
Derrick Donovan: Never-the-less, it is now time for the Undisputed Championship match! For two long weeks people have been speculating as to who would answer the call, now, we'll finally find out!
BB Gunn: Let's not overshadow the fact that James Raymond is the NEW Undisputed Champion, DD, beating Curtis D. Kanyon!
Derrick Donovan: He wants to go down in the history books as a fighting champion, and if you ask me BB, he's damn well proving that by defending the title on his first appearance since winning it tonight!
Styles Clash plays through the PA system as the lights go out and the fans go rabid. After 23 seconds, the lights come back on and standing atop of the stage is James Raymond with his AXW Undisputed Championship around his waist. He looks out to the crowd with a smirk on his face before walking down the ramp and heading towards the ring.
Once he makes his way to ringside, he walks around the ring before grabbing the second rope and lifting himself up onto the ring apron and then looking out to the crowd, who cheer like crazy. He unstraps the championship from around his waist and lifts it high up in the air before sliding the championship under the bottom rope and hopping over the top rope, he grabs the championship and climbs up to the second rope and stretches his arms out, the championship in hand, the fans go wild. He hops off the second rope and stands in the middle of the ring, calling for a microphone.
James Raymond: Man, it feels great to be here in the Hammerstein Ballroom, Manhattan, New York!
The crowd pop ever so loud at the mention of their venue, he smirks at the reception.
James Raymond: I can't think of any better place to defend this title, in such a historic venue that saw ECW thrive in it's glory days, AXW has come to take over; and take over we have! Just when you thought the action couldn't get more intense out comes the Platinum Star to give you what you've all been waiting for, the Undisputed Championship open challenge!
Once more the crowd cheer at the mention of it, you hear people speculating as to who it could be. Raymond smirks some more.
James Raymond: There's certain people back there that I can't wait to get my hands on, there's grizzled old vets I would die to face off with, heck, there's even a retired dickhead with the initials R.A. I'd love to give a run for their money... But that's all mere speculation, tonight, we find out who truly has stepped up to the plate. So mystery man, whoever you may be... Let's dance with the devil under the pale moonlight! LET'S DO THIS!
Raymond drops the microphone to a loud cheer, he holds the Undisputed belt up high as the crowd speculate some more, an aura of anticipation filling the ballroom.
Derrick Donovan: Wasting no time in talking, Raymond is ready!
BB Gunn: But ready for who, that's the question Dono.
He circles the ring and lays the title belt in the middle of it, pointing at the entrance ramp and shouting at for whoever's back there to come on out. He waits some more as the crowd begin to get louder and louder, a Rob Arnold chant breaks out, then over-powered by a louder CDK chant. Raymond looks around at the fans and raises his eyebrows, listening out for their speculations, smiling.
Derrick Donovan: This anticipation is killing me, BB!
BB Gunn: Same here!
The CDK chant gets even louder as the fans roar in excitement, Raymond nods his head at them, is he expecting CDK aswell? He leans against the ropes and wipes sweat from his brow, waiting.
Derrick Donovan: Come on...
BB Gunn: Who will it b-
Hail to Chief erupts into the PA as the whole venue shakes with a thunderous pop for their president!
Derrick Donovan: IT'S CDK!
BB Gunn: WE'RE GONNA SEE THE REMATCH, HERE, TONIGHT DONO!
The fans go absolutely wild as it continues to play, the American flag waving on the tron, showing Kanyon riding a bald eagle. A "CDK" then followed on with "BANG" chant breaks out like a wild ensemble, the sound crackling due to the intensity of the reaction.
Derrick Donovan: You know what comes after Hail to Chief, BB?!
BB Gunn: Rammstein's AMERIKA! ...
The Hail to Chief scratches out and the fans cheers get louder, ready for his theme song!
The crowd's cheers drop to a sudden boo as everyone is confused.
Derrick Donovan: That's not CDK's music?!
BB Gunn: Maybe he changed it?
Then from out the back walks the quote on quote leader of AVA, the Unlegend, Anthony Caffrey. He's all smug, smirking at the heavily booing crowd and taking it all in just like the greats before him. Raymond, in the ring, is shaking his head, disappointed at the revelation of it being the former GWA star.
Derrick Donovan: Anthony Caffrey, the man who alongside Wellington Dunne and Jack James, invaded Final Frontier, taking out both Anomoly and Steele!
BB Gunn: He got me all excited for nothing, Dono.
Caffrey walks down the ramp as the American fans shout profanities at him, a clever "Not My President" chant breaks out but he ignores it, climbing into the ring via the ring steps and being handed a microphone, he stares Raymond down, then looks at the Undisputed Championship on the mat. He smirks, looks Raymond back in the eyes, and offers out a handshake.
Anthony Caffrey: Nice to meet you champ, the name's Anthony Caffrey.
Raymond contemplates shaking it, the tone of his voice seems like he's got James all figured out. Just the very presence of this man makes Raymond feel as though he's one step ahead. Never the less, like the good figurehead he is, he shakes it.
Derrick Donovan: Great sportsmanship from the champion here.
BB Gunn: And the challeng-
Caffrey doesn't let go however, and when Raymond tries to pull away, Caffrey smirks.
Anthony Caffrey: Allow me to introduce you to my associates.
Suddenly, Raymond is clocked around the head by a steel chair as the crowd boo ever so loudly. As Raymond's body drops to the canvas, we get a clear shot of Caffrey's associates standing behind him, Jack James and the man with steel chair in hand, Wellington Dunne.
Derrick Donovan: The other two members of AVA!
BB Gunn: The bastards!
Both Dunne and James begin to stomp on the downed champ, Caffrey unbuttons his cuffs. He joins in with the beating as the crowd boo heavily, they wanted a title match, not a mugging! Raymond is defenseless, the knock from the steel chair has rendered him unconscious. James walks on over to the Undisputed Championship and picks it up, eyeing it up and down, before slamming it on the mat and stomping on it.
Derrick Donovan: HEY! That's our new title belt!
BB Gunn: The disrespect, where's V when you need him?!
Wellington proceeds to pick up Raymond and get him into a devastating bear hug as trash starts to be thrown in the ring, Anthony rolls out of the ring and begins to pick up chairs and throw them everywhere, eventually going to the ring skirt, ripping it in half, and pulling out a table. He slides it in as Wellington lets go of the hold, getting Raymond into a powerbomb position. Caffrey and James set up the table as Raymond sits knocked out on Dunne's shoulders. He taunts the crowd before dropping the Undisputed Champion straight the table with a hellacious powerbomb!
Derrick Donovan: Security!
BB Gunn: Here they come, DD!
Security rush out from the back and slide into the ring, charging at AVA to clear them from the ring, but Caffrey picks the steel chair up and swings it wildly at one of them, Dunne clotheslines one and Jack James hits the Professional-Plex to another, the security is dropped in an instance. Referees and ringside personalities alike start to rush into the ring pleading for the AVA to stop what they're doing.
BB Gunn: The worse thing about this is, the AVA won't be seeing consequences for their actions, V is their boss, he thrives in chaos and anarchy!
Derrick Donovan: There really is nothing to do to get them to stop.
BB Gunn: Well, besides taking them out.
Derrick Donovan: What you proposing, you go in there and get dropped on your sorry ass again?
BB Gunn: Motherfucker.
All three AVA members look amongst themselves before charging at the referees and knocking them down with kicks, punches and steel chairs. Blood is spilled as the ringside officials get involved, nothing stopping the three AVA member's brutal attack. Once the ring is cleared Dunne heads over to a turnbuckle and rips it clean off. Caffrey picks up the lifeless body of Raymond and shoves him into Dunne, who Irish Whips him SO HARD into the exposed turnbuckle that it snaps and the whole rope comes flying off!
Derrick Donovan: We may have to cancel the US Tour if this continues!
BB Gunn: But this is our only income?!
Derrick Donovan: Well we can't have a wrestling show with no ring!
BB Gunn: Oh it'll be fine, I need the money anyways!
Jack James drops to his knees and grabs the loose rope, pulling it around Raymond's neck and strangling him with it, trash still being thrown in the ring. Caffrey clambers out to ringside as Dunne picks up the Undisputed Championship, studies it, spits on it, then throws it down onto the concrete around the ring, garnering crazy boos from the AXW fans. Caffrey walks on over to the announcers desk and signals for the Glasgow Bull to follow him, he quickly obliges.
Derrick Donovan: Hey what are you doing over here?!
BB Gunn: Yeah, isn't it about time you leave?
Anthony Caffrey mockingly laughs and grabs the headset off of BB Gunn, who stands up in defiance.
Anthony Caffrey: Leave? Oh mister weapon, we've barely just started. Dunne, would you do the honors?
Derrick Donovan: Honors?
Wellington Dunne flips the announcers desk over and on-top of Derrick Donovan, completely squashing him underneath. BB Gunn shouts in Caffrey's face telling him that that was a bad mistake, he shoves him in the chest and proceeds to pull up his fists as the crowd pop ever so loudly. A "BB" chant breaks out as Caffrey chuckles to himself and motions for Dunne to finish the job. The Glasgow Bull wraps his giant hands around BB's neck and with both hands wrapped tight he chokeslams the commentator right through the tipped over announce table and on-top of Donovan.
They head back into the ring as Jack James finally stops choking out Raymond, instead getting to his feet and joining them in kicking and stomping upon the champ's carcass.
THE CROWD GO BALLISTIC!
Jackson Steele waits a while, letting it sink into the AVA lad's heads, before arriving on the entrance ramp to a thunderous pop. While he may have been a detestable heel as of late, he wants revenge. The DDT Security are no-where to be seen, but that doesn't phase POWER Steele, instead he starts to walk down the entrance ramp, believing in his own arrogance that he can take on all three by himself.
That's when...
THE CROWD BECOME EVEN MORE UNGLUED!
The Anomoly slowly walks on out from the back as Steele, visibly pissed off, turns and faces him. He shakes his head as if to say "I've got this", but Anomoly doesn't care one bit. He brushes past the former two time AWF Champion and heads straight down the ramp and to ringside, where he lifts up the ring skirt and pulls out a steel chair. Steele says "Ah fuck it" before rushing down the ramp and joining Anomoly, pulling out a steel chair of his own.
They both give each other a rich glance.
Then slide into the ring to a massive pop, the AVA lads standing their ground. Anthony Caffrey gets a microphone.
Anthony Caffrey: Well isn't this nice, a lil' reunion from Final Frontier! Say lads, you still sore from that beatdown?
Anomoly and Steele just stare down Caffrey.
Anthony Caffrey: Well you will be...
Wellington Dunne and Jack James head forward to go fight them but the Unlegend shoots out his arms to stop them.
Anthony Caffrey: Woah woah woah, I didn't specify that would be tonight boys. We've done what we had originally planned to do, and giving these two another beatdown was not one of those things, that can wait. We'll bide our time, let them wait in anticipation for the next attack only for it to happen when they least expect it. I think we're done for the night. Anomoly, Steele, Raymond... Goodnight.
Caffrey drops the microphone and mockingly blows them a kiss, before climbing out of the ring, Dunne and James following on suite. Anomoly and Steele watch them leave through the shouting crowd, ready for if they attack again, but they don't. Anomoly drops his steel chair and heads over to Raymond, checking on him, Steele watches on, chair and all.
He walks on over to Anomoly with the steel chair, ready to swing...
...and drops it to the mat...
He rolls out of the ring and heads straight to the back, not turning to look at Anomoly, Raymond or the mess behind him. He doesn't care about any of that. All he cares about is his ego.
Anomoly takes one last look at Raymond before rolling out aswell. Heading up the ramp, but unlike Steele, looking back at the destruction caused by AVA. We see no emotion, it's hidden by a mask, but the slight shake of his head immediately indicates he is not satisfied, whether that's because it wasn't him who made the mess or the fact that he genuinely cares for the company is up to interpretation, but it's triggered something inside of him.
Raymond is left alone in the ring.
"RAYMOND! RAYMOND! RAYMOND!"
The chants start to spread like wildfire as he slowly regains consciousness; crawling to the ropes. He struggles to lift his own arm, let alone his body, and is prone to the mat, waiting for medical attention.
...But it never comes...
Instead, one thing, and one thing only comes for Raymond.
The sound of Black and White...
THE CROWD BECOME UNGLUED! THE WHALER'S MUSIC HAS HIT!
Nate Pierce slowly walks onto the entrance ramp with a referee, briefcase in hand, determination struck upon his face. Raymond looks up from his prone position and tears begin to swell, this is the end of his title run.
...Or is it...
He shakes his head. The start won't be the end for James Raymond. With all the strength he can muster he grabs the ropes; pulls himself up onto one knee and motions for Pierce to come get some.
The Whaler charges down the entrance ramp with massive stride, sliding in and standing over the Champion. He stares at him for a little while.
His face turns from pride into a smirk.
He shoves the briefcase into the referee's chest as the crowd explode with cheers, Pierce not taking his eyes off of Raymond for one second.
All ringside personal are unconscious, the referee heads to the timekeepers area, sets the briefcase down and rings the bell himself.
[DING! DING! DING!]
The referee immediately runs back into the ring as Pierce pulls Raymond to his feet and kicks him in the chest.
He holds him.
He waits a few seconds, looks around at the manic crowd.
He pulls him in and lifts him up.
...He holds him in the air for a few seconds...
[ANCHORS AWAY!]
(Vertical Suplex Piledriver)
HE NAILS IT!
...He covers immediately...
[...ONE...]
...
[...TWO...]
...
[...THREE...]
[DING! DING! DING!]
Nate Pierce, is your new, AXW Undisputed Champion.
[Cut.]