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Post by Dylan on Feb 11, 2019 21:49:22 GMT -5
..::ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS::..
..::ANONYMOUS TV::..
..::Live from The O2 Apollo Manchester, Manchester, UK::..
..::February 25th::..
..::0:00 AM - On the XHF Network::..
Derrick Donovan: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another edi-
Before anybody can even get settled, or indeed Donovan getting his opening lines out, the lights go out. There is complete silence around the arena other than some whistles from the crowd and a general murmur of confusion.
Voice: Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling...AXW, we have been watching…
…We have been observing…
…We are M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T. And we are the new order of this company…
Our first decision is that World War III is no more, no, instead we felt there was a better name for this show, a name that will last forever...M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T present to you…
AXW: Civil War
Civil War, where all will be fair, as friends become enemies as they vie for one object, the Briefcase, and the opportunity at a future title shot.
M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T is the new order, and is always watching.
The lights go back on, almost like nothing has happened.
Donovan: Well, folks, looks like we now know who is in charge of AXW!
BB Gunn: Not really Dono, all we know is what they want to call themselves! But hell it's better than the nothing we've had since V disappeared!
Before anybody can even get settled, or indeed Donovan getting his opening lines out, the lights go out. There is complete silence around the arena other than some whistles from the crowd and a general murmur of confusion.
Voice: Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling...AXW, we have been watching…
…We have been observing…
…We are M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T. And we are the new order of this company…
Our first decision is that World War III is no more, no, instead we felt there was a better name for this show, a name that will last forever...M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T present to you…
AXW: Civil War
Civil War, where all will be fair, as friends become enemies as they vie for one object, the Briefcase, and the opportunity at a future title shot.
M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T is the new order, and is always watching.
The lights go back on, almost like nothing has happened.
Donovan: Well, folks, looks like we now know who is in charge of AXW!
BB Gunn: Not really Dono, all we know is what they want to call themselves! But hell it's better than the nothing we've had since V disappeared!
Hail to cheif starts to play, but after twenty seconds, it screeches to a halt. Then, "Amerika" by Rammstein begins to play.
"We're all living in Amerika,
Amerika ist wunderbar
We're all living in Amerika,
Amerika, Amerika"
Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain when the drums kick in. He's got a sledgehammer slung over one shoulder, ready to destroy Communism.
"Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen
Die Freiheit spielt auf allen Geigen
Musik kommt aus dem Weißen Haus
und vor Paris steht Micky Maus"
Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs a "MAKING AMERICA BANG!" sign from a fan and shows it to the camera!
"We're all living in Amerika
Coca-Cola, Wonderbra
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika"
Curtis then climbs into the ring and goes to the turnbuckles. He climbs a turnbuckle and pounds his chest. He points to the crowd with his hammer, then hoists it straight up into the air and yells "BANG!" He jumps down and looks ready for action!
Derrick Donovan: The President is hot off a loss at Supremacy, and looks to rebound here tonight!
BB Gunn: Both he and Duke look to make a splash in AXW, and with the Battle Royale just a few weeks away we can safely assure these two will aim to to get their feet wet with the briefcase!
Derrick Donovan: Don't forget, almost a year ago CDK won the original Briefcase Royale! Do you think he can go Double or Nothing with his chances at the case?
BB Gunn: Anything's possible, Dono.
The music plays and plays, but no one is coming out. Curtis stares at the entryway and Duke’s music starts to fade out. Curtis is stomping around, ready to fight. He climbs one of the turnbuckles closest to the ramp and yells at the entrance for Duke to come out. The crowd starts chanting “BANG EM ALL! BANG EM ALL!”
Derrick Donovan: Where's Duke?
BB Gunn: Maybe he's got stage fright?
Derrick Donovan: Duke. Stage Fright?
BB Gunn: *shrugs*
Curtis jumps down and stands in the middle of the ring ready to fight. After a minute, the music fades again with no opponent. Curtis looks disappointed when…
Caffrey emerges with a mic in hand. He walks down toward the ring and stands just outside of it.
Caffrey: Mr. President! Not who you were expecting, eh? I’m afraid you won’t be disposing that Russian trashbag tonight. He’s… well, let’s just say we won’t be seeing him for a long time and move on, shall we?
Curtis snarls at the World Champion. Caffrey smiles as the crowd boos the champion.
Caffrey: I know I’ve got a number one contenders match to keep an eye on tonight, but where’s the fun in just watching the action? I just got off a plane after maiming Chris Card, and I'm looking for a warm up to the PPV! How about you forget that chump, who I beat b-t-dubs, and tussle with the champ?
Curtis nods in approval and beckons the champ to get in the ring. Caffrey stands at the apron and looks at the President with disgust. Curtis steps back to the middle of the ring and draws a line with his foot, then demands Caffrey come cross it. Caffrey climbs up to stand on the apron, not breaking eye contact with Kanyon the entire time, as the fans scream with excitement. Caffrey drops the mic and stares at Kanyon The fans screaming turns from excitement to distress, as Curtis gets ready to pounce.
Caffrey enters the ring and smirks, Curtis not phased by Caffrey’s relaxed attitude, is surprised when he’s taken out by James Raymond, who slid into the ring behind him. Wellington Dunne slides in as well, and he and Raymond start putting the boots to the President. Caffrey laughs as he gets one over on the President.
BB Gunn: This is nothing short of a New York mugging!
Derrick Donovan: We're in Manchester, though.
BB Gunn: ...This is nothing short of a Manchester mugging!
Dunne and Raymond pick Kanyon up and Dunne kicks him in the gut, then lifts him up for the Well N’ Dunne, but Curtis slips off the shoulder behind Dunne, then quickly turns and pushes Dunne into Raymond, making then knock heads. Raymond goes down falling between the ropes to the outside. Curtis then hits Dunne in the back with a haymaker, sending him down. But before Curtis can even catch his breath, Caffrey hits him from behind with a chop block. The president falls to the knee and Caffrey immediately locks in a CAL!
Derrick Donovan: The CAL!
Curtis squirms around in pain. He immediately grabs at the ropes, shaking his head. He pulls himself up as Caffrey won’t let go of the hold, twisting tighter and tighter. Curtis screams in pain but continues to pull himself up until he’s on one foot. He hops away from the ropes and then rolls through, throwing Caffrey off his leg. Curtis stands up and hops on his good leg back into the corner and gets in position for a BANG! The fans are on their feet and Caffrey gets up looking dizzy from getting spun around. Curtis charges and BANG!
Not the move, but the sound! Caffrey is saved by Raymond, diving at the president with a chair, and driving it right into the bad leg! Curtis falls in a heap and holds his knee. Raymond stands over Kanyon and starts jamming the chair into the president’s leg! Raymond looks like a man possessed as he just goes to town on Kanyon.
Caffrey regains his composure and looks on with a smirk on his face. The smirk however goes to concern as he realizes he cannot control Raymond. We can hear him loudly shout.
Caffrey: That's enough!
Curtis rolls over holding his knee and pounding his fist on the mat. Raymond nods at Caffrey and stops... but then turns around and swings the chair into the leg of Kanyon again!
BB Gunn: Too far, Raymond! You're going too far!
Raymond swings again and again! Caffrey tries to pull away the chair, but to no avail. Wellington Dunne is back in the ring and joins Caffrey. Referees and doctors finally make it to the ring and surround the wrestlers, trying to also make Raymond back off. He stops for a moment, which is long enough for Caffrey to finally pull the chair away and toss it to the floor.
Raymond walks away, leaving the ring without Dunne and Caffrey as they look down at the President of the United States. Caffrey looks stunned as he and Dunne begin to also walk away, shaking their heads. Dunne stomps on Kanyon’s leg one more time for good measure as they leave.
The doctors are checking on Curtis Kanyon, who is yelling multiple obscenities. One of the referees throws up the dreaded “X” sign.
Derrick Donovan: Oh no... this is bad, BB...
As the AVA walk up the ramp, EMTs come out with a stretcher. Dunne and Raymond enjoy the stretcher coming for the president, before Caffrey drags them through gorilla. The EMTs make it to the ring and the doctors help Curtis move to the edge of the ring. Curtis is moved to the stretcher and continues to scream in anger and pain. The president is wheeled out as the fans are on their feet in near silence, with tears in their eyes. Curtis makes the EMTs stop at the top of the ramp. He puts a thumbs up in the air as the fans cheer. Then he’s wheeled away.
We immediately cut backstage, the AVA are walking back to their locker room looking very satisfied with themselves following their beat down of Curtis Kanyon.
Caffrey: Gentlemen, another successful plan executed, well done. I’ve been looking forward to removing that idiot for a long, long time.
The three men start to slow up and their satisfied looks begin to go into one of confusion. They approach their locker room but on the door is a piece of paper. Raymond steps forward and takes it from the door, and begins to read it aloud.
Raymond: AVA, this is a message from M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.NT. We have allowed AXW to run without our input, in order to assess the talent and their decision making. Caffrey, Dunne, Raymond, the three of you have proved to be insubordinate to the highest degree, and with your actions to Curtis Kanyon, we have deemed that this cannot continue. The X in AXW stands for Xtreme, but not X Rated, therefore M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T will now intervene, intervention is coming, and the three of you will be managed.
Dunne: Intervention?
Raymond: That’s what it says…
Caffrey: Manage us? Manage...us?
Caffrey stifles a laugh.
Caffrey: I’d like to see them try. Come on.
He ushers the three into their locker room and the camera fades out. The note falls off the door, where another one was taped behind it. The note reads as follows;
And for brutally assaulting Mr. Curtis Kanyon, the next in line for the AXW Undisputed Championship, you've left us no choice but to modify the fatal four-way. There will be an Undisputed Championship Match at Civil War.
Derrick Donovan: Welcome back to Anonymous TV! We're all out here and ready for contenders action!
BB Gunn: And some news, Dono. This match is now an elimination match, where the first person to gain a pinfall challenges for the AXW Undisputed Championship at Civil War, the second challenges after Civil War, and the final person challenges for the XHF European Championship after Civil War!
Derrick Donovan: Big news, and Tony Crew has made his way out during the break, interacting with the fans ringside. What a gentleman!
"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.
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.
Absolute Zero by Stone Sour starts to play over the speakers, Darlene comes out at the "The bloody angle, the symmetry Your cheap adhesive isn't holding me" eyeing the crowd for a second before she makes her way down to the ring, high-fiveing a few random fans here and there, she circles the ring slowly as her song plays, she then steps back, runs and slides onto the ring apron on her knee at "I can bleed if I want to bleed" she rests her back on the top rope her arms draped over it, she sticks her tongue out to the crowd, she then throws her arms out into the crucifix pose at "You're looking at an absolute zero I'm not the devil but I won't be your hero" She then turns and leaps into the ring, tossing her jean vest off either out of the ring or towards her opponent if they are already in the ring. She goes to her corner and starts to stretch legs waiting for the match to start.
"IF YOU DON'T KNOW THIS SONG, TURN THE FUCK AROUND AND WALK ON HOME! SYNYSTER, HIT THIS SHIT!"
The song "Walk" by Pantera begins to play and the entire arena is either headbanging, stomping, or doing something to the rhythm of the song. All of a sudden, Anomoly pops out of the floor, headbanging and dancing with the music as the vocals play. He gets about halfway down the ramp before pausing and striking a pose.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
With every syllable of that last piece, Anomoly strikes a different pose and a burst of pyro comes from the stage, making cool action shots. He then runs and slides into the ring and hops on the middle turnbuckle.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
Again, with each syllable comes another pose and this time, pyro from the ring corners, except for the one Anomoly stands at. He then hops down and stands in his corner, bouncing a bit, trying to contain all his inner energy.
Mutt, Anomaly, Crews and Dar all circle each other in the ring, looking between each other to see who'll make the first move. Anomaly breaks from the pack and rolls out to the ringside area, interacting with fans who all clamor for autographs and selfies with the former champion. Mutt, seeing an advantage in the confusion, quickly clubs down the unsuspecting Tony Crew, who holds his head and rolls to the apron.
Mutt and Dar stare each other down, before a chair comes flying into the ring and nails Mutt in the back off the head. Mutt turns around, to see Anomaly with an expression of "Oh fuck." But Dar quickly smacks him over the back with a chair, causing him to crumple to the mat. Anomaly shoots her a thumbs up, to which she responds by chucking the chair right back at him, nailing him square in the LED mask! She then turns to Mutt, who plants her with a quick powerslam!
[...ONE...]
The referee is suddenly yanked out of the ring by King Edmund, who howls at Mutt, screaming something along the lines of "WAIT TO GET THE EUROPEAN BELT!"
BB Gunn: What a fucking idiot.
Derrick Donovan: You can say that again.
Mutt nods, seemingly understanding, and climbs out of the ring to begin work on his foe from the last show, Anomaly. Meanwhile, Crew's back to his feet and walks over to Dar. He sticks a hand out to her, to help her up. She smiles, a bit taken aback by his kindness, only to yank him down into a small package!
[...ONE...]
[...T-KICKOUT!...]
BB Gunn: Rookie mistake by Crew! He could have been well on his way to not getting a shot at the Undisputed Championship!
Dar kips up, and looks down at Tony who smiles and shakes his head in response. They lock up in the center of the ring, Tony having an impressive strength advantage, but yet holding back to give Dar a fair fight. Dar, noticing this, manages to monkey flip Tony up and over, into the turnbuckle where he's hung up in the tree of woe. He works to untangle his long legs, but Dar is quick to nail him with a dropkick! Tony falls on his head, collapsing to the mat, and Dar runs for the cover. Before the ref can even get into position, Tony bench presses her, lifting her up and dropping her down behind him.
Meanwhile, Anomaly and Mutt are brawling on the outside. Anomaly is hitting Mutt with a kendo stick, but Mutt retaliates with a clubbing forearm that rocks the masky boi. But Anomaly responds with a home run swing that nearly decapitates Mutt! He falls to a knee, and Anomaly goes to irish whip Mutt into the stairs, but Mutt reverses and Anomaly goes head first into the stairs with a thud!
Derrick Donovan: Sickening impact, as Anomaly goes into the stairs!
BB Gunn: Looks like Mutt ain't done yet!
Mutt then proceeds to tear the stairs away from the post, and charges at Anomaly, knocking him head over heels as his glasses crack open!
Back in the ring, Dar drops Tony with a drop toe hold, before climbing up top! She leaps for a double axe handle, but Tony clotheslines the shit out of her! Grabbing her wrist, she picks her up for another short-armed clothesline, then once again for a third one! But she ducks the third, goes for a haymaker which he barely ducks, before roping her in for a full nelson submission! Choking the life out of Dar, and lifting her up as her feet dangle and kick, but with incredible strength, he lifts her up even higher and chokeslams her down on the mat!
Derrick Donovan: I believe he calls that "The Flagrant One."
BB Gunn: An intense move, and so efficient to be able to flawlessly flow from choking someone out to planting them on the mat!
Tony rolls over, hooking both legs and putting his full weight on Dar's upper torso.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of the first pinfall, and earning a shot at the AXW Undisputed Championship at Civil War, Tony Crew!
BB Gunn: Wow! What an impressive, impressive debut for this upstart in wrestling!
Derrick Donovan: Yeah, but now he has the daunting task of facing Anthony Caffrey, someone who's only been knocked off once! I don't think Crew just yet has it to take on the champ.
BB Gunn: We shall see, Dono. We shall see.
Dar holds her throat as Crew rolls outside, hugging his family at ringside before walking to the back. Dar lets off half a smirk, before looking at the imposing Mutt, who ragdolls Anomaly into the barricade! Mutt turns to her, an evil look upon his face, and they both stand in the ring, face to face as the crowd cheers them on.
Darlene and Mutt begin to trade blows, swinging back at forth at one another. Mutt obviously has the strength advantage, but Dar is quick witted and agile, able to duck and dodge plenty of his heavy blows while landing in a few well placed strikes of her own. But while she's all that, she's not invincible, and absorbs a few heavy blows from Mutt. But Dar'll go down swinging, and that's what she does. Running the ropes for a crossbody, Mutt responds by headbutting her out of midair!
Derrick Donovan: Good god almighty!
BB Gunn: I don't know who got the worst of that, but I reckon it was Dar!
As Darlene rolls to the outside, Mutt roars in the ring! Edmund wears a smirk of confidence, but that smirk wears away quickly as he points behind Mutt! But before he can react, Anomaly comes in and scoops him up for RAGNORAK! But, then he drops him, only to lock his arms around Mutt's waist and lift him up and over for a belly-to-back Over the Shoulder piledriver, smack dab on the canvas. With Mutt planted, Anomaly just lays back as the ref slides into place.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of the second pinfall, and earning a shot at the AXW Undisputed Championship post-Civil War, The Anomaly!
Derrick Donovan: Big boost for Anomaly, will the fourth time be the charm?
BB Gunn: Probably not. But wasn't the way he beat off Mutt... familiar?
Derrick Donovan: Nah, not really.
Darlene quickly rolls into the ring as Anomaly rolls out, having claimed an AXW Undisputed Championship match in the future! Edmund is screaming at Mutt, who's only just gotten onto his hands and knees. She rebounds off the ropes, and connects a FACH STOMP, crushing Mutt's head into the canvas. He lays in a heap as Dar struggles to roll him over, hooking a leg and staring into the seething eyes of King Edmund IV.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of the final pinfall, and earning a shot at the XHF European Championship post-Civil War, Darlene!
BB Gunn: What a match! We now know the fate of Anthony Caffrey, as he faces off against Tony Crew at Civil War!
Derrick Donovan: Don't forget Anomaly and Darlene will be sat in the shadows with opportunities of their own! And Mutt... he'll probably get whipped again.
BB Gunn: At least he enjoys that. Let's take a quick break, and when we're back, Dono, it's time for the main event!
Derrick Donovan: That's right BB! The European Championship will be on the line!
BB Gunn: And some news, Dono. This match is now an elimination match, where the first person to gain a pinfall challenges for the AXW Undisputed Championship at Civil War, the second challenges after Civil War, and the final person challenges for the XHF European Championship after Civil War!
Derrick Donovan: Big news, and Tony Crew has made his way out during the break, interacting with the fans ringside. What a gentleman!
"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.
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.
Absolute Zero by Stone Sour starts to play over the speakers, Darlene comes out at the "The bloody angle, the symmetry Your cheap adhesive isn't holding me" eyeing the crowd for a second before she makes her way down to the ring, high-fiveing a few random fans here and there, she circles the ring slowly as her song plays, she then steps back, runs and slides onto the ring apron on her knee at "I can bleed if I want to bleed" she rests her back on the top rope her arms draped over it, she sticks her tongue out to the crowd, she then throws her arms out into the crucifix pose at "You're looking at an absolute zero I'm not the devil but I won't be your hero" She then turns and leaps into the ring, tossing her jean vest off either out of the ring or towards her opponent if they are already in the ring. She goes to her corner and starts to stretch legs waiting for the match to start.
"IF YOU DON'T KNOW THIS SONG, TURN THE FUCK AROUND AND WALK ON HOME! SYNYSTER, HIT THIS SHIT!"
The song "Walk" by Pantera begins to play and the entire arena is either headbanging, stomping, or doing something to the rhythm of the song. All of a sudden, Anomoly pops out of the floor, headbanging and dancing with the music as the vocals play. He gets about halfway down the ramp before pausing and striking a pose.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
With every syllable of that last piece, Anomoly strikes a different pose and a burst of pyro comes from the stage, making cool action shots. He then runs and slides into the ring and hops on the middle turnbuckle.
"RE! SPECT! WALK!"
Again, with each syllable comes another pose and this time, pyro from the ring corners, except for the one Anomoly stands at. He then hops down and stands in his corner, bouncing a bit, trying to contain all his inner energy.
Mutt, Anomaly, Crews and Dar all circle each other in the ring, looking between each other to see who'll make the first move. Anomaly breaks from the pack and rolls out to the ringside area, interacting with fans who all clamor for autographs and selfies with the former champion. Mutt, seeing an advantage in the confusion, quickly clubs down the unsuspecting Tony Crew, who holds his head and rolls to the apron.
Mutt and Dar stare each other down, before a chair comes flying into the ring and nails Mutt in the back off the head. Mutt turns around, to see Anomaly with an expression of "Oh fuck." But Dar quickly smacks him over the back with a chair, causing him to crumple to the mat. Anomaly shoots her a thumbs up, to which she responds by chucking the chair right back at him, nailing him square in the LED mask! She then turns to Mutt, who plants her with a quick powerslam!
[...ONE...]
The referee is suddenly yanked out of the ring by King Edmund, who howls at Mutt, screaming something along the lines of "WAIT TO GET THE EUROPEAN BELT!"
BB Gunn: What a fucking idiot.
Derrick Donovan: You can say that again.
Mutt nods, seemingly understanding, and climbs out of the ring to begin work on his foe from the last show, Anomaly. Meanwhile, Crew's back to his feet and walks over to Dar. He sticks a hand out to her, to help her up. She smiles, a bit taken aback by his kindness, only to yank him down into a small package!
[...ONE...]
[...T-KICKOUT!...]
BB Gunn: Rookie mistake by Crew! He could have been well on his way to not getting a shot at the Undisputed Championship!
Dar kips up, and looks down at Tony who smiles and shakes his head in response. They lock up in the center of the ring, Tony having an impressive strength advantage, but yet holding back to give Dar a fair fight. Dar, noticing this, manages to monkey flip Tony up and over, into the turnbuckle where he's hung up in the tree of woe. He works to untangle his long legs, but Dar is quick to nail him with a dropkick! Tony falls on his head, collapsing to the mat, and Dar runs for the cover. Before the ref can even get into position, Tony bench presses her, lifting her up and dropping her down behind him.
Meanwhile, Anomaly and Mutt are brawling on the outside. Anomaly is hitting Mutt with a kendo stick, but Mutt retaliates with a clubbing forearm that rocks the masky boi. But Anomaly responds with a home run swing that nearly decapitates Mutt! He falls to a knee, and Anomaly goes to irish whip Mutt into the stairs, but Mutt reverses and Anomaly goes head first into the stairs with a thud!
Derrick Donovan: Sickening impact, as Anomaly goes into the stairs!
BB Gunn: Looks like Mutt ain't done yet!
Mutt then proceeds to tear the stairs away from the post, and charges at Anomaly, knocking him head over heels as his glasses crack open!
Back in the ring, Dar drops Tony with a drop toe hold, before climbing up top! She leaps for a double axe handle, but Tony clotheslines the shit out of her! Grabbing her wrist, she picks her up for another short-armed clothesline, then once again for a third one! But she ducks the third, goes for a haymaker which he barely ducks, before roping her in for a full nelson submission! Choking the life out of Dar, and lifting her up as her feet dangle and kick, but with incredible strength, he lifts her up even higher and chokeslams her down on the mat!
Derrick Donovan: I believe he calls that "The Flagrant One."
BB Gunn: An intense move, and so efficient to be able to flawlessly flow from choking someone out to planting them on the mat!
Tony rolls over, hooking both legs and putting his full weight on Dar's upper torso.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of the first pinfall, and earning a shot at the AXW Undisputed Championship at Civil War, Tony Crew!
BB Gunn: Wow! What an impressive, impressive debut for this upstart in wrestling!
Derrick Donovan: Yeah, but now he has the daunting task of facing Anthony Caffrey, someone who's only been knocked off once! I don't think Crew just yet has it to take on the champ.
BB Gunn: We shall see, Dono. We shall see.
Dar holds her throat as Crew rolls outside, hugging his family at ringside before walking to the back. Dar lets off half a smirk, before looking at the imposing Mutt, who ragdolls Anomaly into the barricade! Mutt turns to her, an evil look upon his face, and they both stand in the ring, face to face as the crowd cheers them on.
Darlene and Mutt begin to trade blows, swinging back at forth at one another. Mutt obviously has the strength advantage, but Dar is quick witted and agile, able to duck and dodge plenty of his heavy blows while landing in a few well placed strikes of her own. But while she's all that, she's not invincible, and absorbs a few heavy blows from Mutt. But Dar'll go down swinging, and that's what she does. Running the ropes for a crossbody, Mutt responds by headbutting her out of midair!
Derrick Donovan: Good god almighty!
BB Gunn: I don't know who got the worst of that, but I reckon it was Dar!
As Darlene rolls to the outside, Mutt roars in the ring! Edmund wears a smirk of confidence, but that smirk wears away quickly as he points behind Mutt! But before he can react, Anomaly comes in and scoops him up for RAGNORAK! But, then he drops him, only to lock his arms around Mutt's waist and lift him up and over for a belly-to-back Over the Shoulder piledriver, smack dab on the canvas. With Mutt planted, Anomaly just lays back as the ref slides into place.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of the second pinfall, and earning a shot at the AXW Undisputed Championship post-Civil War, The Anomaly!
Derrick Donovan: Big boost for Anomaly, will the fourth time be the charm?
BB Gunn: Probably not. But wasn't the way he beat off Mutt... familiar?
Derrick Donovan: Nah, not really.
Darlene quickly rolls into the ring as Anomaly rolls out, having claimed an AXW Undisputed Championship match in the future! Edmund is screaming at Mutt, who's only just gotten onto his hands and knees. She rebounds off the ropes, and connects a FACH STOMP, crushing Mutt's head into the canvas. He lays in a heap as Dar struggles to roll him over, hooking a leg and staring into the seething eyes of King Edmund IV.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of the final pinfall, and earning a shot at the XHF European Championship post-Civil War, Darlene!
BB Gunn: What a match! We now know the fate of Anthony Caffrey, as he faces off against Tony Crew at Civil War!
Derrick Donovan: Don't forget Anomaly and Darlene will be sat in the shadows with opportunities of their own! And Mutt... he'll probably get whipped again.
BB Gunn: At least he enjoys that. Let's take a quick break, and when we're back, Dono, it's time for the main event!
Derrick Donovan: That's right BB! The European Championship will be on the line!
Following his match, Anomaly is seen backstage staggering along through the halls of the Apollo Arena. His outfit is loose, messy following his match but his LED-based mask is still operating properly. As he adjusts and fixes it he accidentally bumps into someone’s rear...the Anomoly!
AnomOly: Well well, look what we have here. The impostor.
AnomAly: Hello old friend, good to see you’re still hanging around backstage. Waiting to get noticed and booked for a match, or just looking to fangirl over some real talent?
AnomOly: You piece of shit, I should put your head through this wall! Who the fuck do you think you are, stealing my style?
AnomAly: You’re style? I helped you create this look kid, I helped you create this whole gimmick. You think I’m just some imposter?
The fake steps up close to the real Anomoly.
AnomAly: ...I’m your best enemy, kiddo.
Even behind his mask, Anomoly’s eyes can be seen widening before he launches fists at the impostors head, who deflects and lands some body blows back at him. The two tango in the hallway for a hot minute before security crews drag them apart, the two men kicking and screaming at one another.
AnomOly: I’ll get you! I’ll tear that mask off your head and show the world what a fool you are!
AnomAly: You can try, punk. I’ll get my teeth into you soon enough!
The two Anomalies are dragged apart as we cut to commercial.
As we come back, a West Country accent spills from the speakers like molasses as the show opening begins;
Narrator: Colour: the seasoning of life... Color lets us know what feeds us, and what kills us. Color determines our understanding of the world. The phenomenon gave birth to colour theory, studying some of the same beautiful colors you see across Manchester. Shocking discoveries were made – colours exist as different wavelengths, meaning colours are less objective than we thought. Colors like black, or shadows, raise the question of whether the absence of a color is a color, as we perceive it as such– they exist as we perceive them. This same theory applies to wrestling.
The narration comes to an end around the same time Enter Shikari’s “Sorry, You’re Not a Winner” electronic prelude begins to blast from the different speakers. Red smoke pours from the smoke machine and begins to cover the stage.
Like a beacon of hope, white light begins to shine from the entrance, and Yung's body slices through the smoke, as he launches himself ten feet in the air off a spinning, rising platform, landing in a three-point stance. After landing, he synchs up with his song of choice with a mighty clap-clap-clap, before offering a quick bow to the large Manchester crowd!
Caden: My name is Caden Yung. I go by Gucci Jesus, The Ghost, or the first man to dive thirty feet off a steel cage to win a championship belt in one day, while also being first in line for the new Yeezy Boost’s the next.
Caden: I understand color as an integral part of fashion, just like I understand wrestling. Every person to ever tryout claims to have a perfect understanding of what a good wrestler is. A good wrestler is fueled by red, passionate, fire-like spirit that drives them to do fates thought impossible for the human body. We believe a good wrestler is guided by yellow, with intellect and patience. Not only do they care, but their charisma bleeds blue. They can make the world buy into them, support them, and cheer for them. The wrestling color wheel encompasses mainstream beliefs of wrestling, so…
Caden’s coy smile wavers for a second as he gets a bit more serious. He turns his box-logo hat to straighten it out, before continuing.
Caden: What happens when a wrestler exists without any ideal characteristics? What if this wrestler is not bleeding with passion, intelligence, and charisma? Do they not exist? I think of a specific example – a man with two partners to uphold him, a man with a championship belt as existence of his success as a fighter, and a man who openly uses his position to run down the people in the federation he leads?
There are audible OOOOOOOOOH’s coming from the audience, as there’s very little imagination behind who is being mentioned.
Caden: A championship is the ultimate validation – you get a pay raise, you get to main event, you get collector cups with your face on it, and you get to be the brand ambassador. If Caffey’s bravery, his strength, and his charisma are more illusionary than anything, I’ll take the only thing proving his existence as a wrestler. I’m no judge, and most goes by my radar. Gang up on people? I’ll suck it up. Use low methods to win? I’ll put my chin up. But using your championship to openly rag everyone on the same show as you, instead only throwing money and attention at guys that take food off our plates?
Caden: I wear ideal wrestler with pride, fashion, and sheer ability. If you’re familiar with West Mexican lucha libre, you’ve seen me fly. If you haven’t seen me before, buckle up: gravity doesn’t exist when I’m around.
Caden: To show that my true colours are real colours, I’d like to announce myself as the first participant in the 15-man “Battle for the Briefcase” royale, where the man with the briefcase gets a title shot on his terms. I am going to look anyone here calling themselves a champion in the eyes, I am going to pump up my Yeezy boosts, and I am going to in for absolute war!
GUCCI JESUS chants follow the declaration, which Yung amps up with a hand raised to the audience.
Caden: Thank you Manchester for your time. If you aren’t impressed by my talk about changing the way you view wrestling, I CANNOT wait to show you.
Caden sets the microphone down, then leaps over the ring ropes with a 630 frontflip, before landing on his feet at ringside. He walks out to a chorus of 'GUCCI JESUS' surrounding enveloping him.
BB Gunn: Tough talk coming from Caden Yung! But can he back up those words?
Derrick Donovan: I guess we'll find out in the battle royale at the next PPV!
Anthony Caffrey is sitting in a luxurious leather chair at the conclusion of the last segment. He's throwing some popcorn in his mouth while laughing. That's when King Edmund IV bursts through the door.
Caffrey: Tough break about your match, huh?
King Edmund IV: YOU!
Caffrey: Yes, me.
King Edmund IV: I challenge you!
Caffrey: Oh. You do, do you? You just had two shots against those chumps and messed up, so what makes you think you can win in one shot against the champ?
King Edmund IV: Don't use your feeble math tricks on me! I know more math than everyone in Supremia!
Caffrey: That's really not saying mu-
King Edmund IV: You and me! At Anonymous TV! Next show! You and me FOR THE XHF EUROPEAN CHAMPIONSHIP!
Caffrey: Let's g- Wait. No.
King Edmund IV: No? What's the matter? SCARED TO LOSE TO A KING!?
Caffrey: No. I'm not the European Champion.
King Edmund IV: THEN YOU'RE USELESS TO ME!
With a huff, King Edmund IV turns around and slams the door. Anthony Caffrey stares at that door incredulously.
Caffrey: Huh... That just happened.
Anthony Caffrey turns back to the television and throws another popcorn into his mouth.
Narrator: Colour: the seasoning of life... Color lets us know what feeds us, and what kills us. Color determines our understanding of the world. The phenomenon gave birth to colour theory, studying some of the same beautiful colors you see across Manchester. Shocking discoveries were made – colours exist as different wavelengths, meaning colours are less objective than we thought. Colors like black, or shadows, raise the question of whether the absence of a color is a color, as we perceive it as such– they exist as we perceive them. This same theory applies to wrestling.
The narration comes to an end around the same time Enter Shikari’s “Sorry, You’re Not a Winner” electronic prelude begins to blast from the different speakers. Red smoke pours from the smoke machine and begins to cover the stage.
Like a beacon of hope, white light begins to shine from the entrance, and Yung's body slices through the smoke, as he launches himself ten feet in the air off a spinning, rising platform, landing in a three-point stance. After landing, he synchs up with his song of choice with a mighty clap-clap-clap, before offering a quick bow to the large Manchester crowd!
Caden: My name is Caden Yung. I go by Gucci Jesus, The Ghost, or the first man to dive thirty feet off a steel cage to win a championship belt in one day, while also being first in line for the new Yeezy Boost’s the next.
Caden: I understand color as an integral part of fashion, just like I understand wrestling. Every person to ever tryout claims to have a perfect understanding of what a good wrestler is. A good wrestler is fueled by red, passionate, fire-like spirit that drives them to do fates thought impossible for the human body. We believe a good wrestler is guided by yellow, with intellect and patience. Not only do they care, but their charisma bleeds blue. They can make the world buy into them, support them, and cheer for them. The wrestling color wheel encompasses mainstream beliefs of wrestling, so…
Caden’s coy smile wavers for a second as he gets a bit more serious. He turns his box-logo hat to straighten it out, before continuing.
Caden: What happens when a wrestler exists without any ideal characteristics? What if this wrestler is not bleeding with passion, intelligence, and charisma? Do they not exist? I think of a specific example – a man with two partners to uphold him, a man with a championship belt as existence of his success as a fighter, and a man who openly uses his position to run down the people in the federation he leads?
There are audible OOOOOOOOOH’s coming from the audience, as there’s very little imagination behind who is being mentioned.
Caden: A championship is the ultimate validation – you get a pay raise, you get to main event, you get collector cups with your face on it, and you get to be the brand ambassador. If Caffey’s bravery, his strength, and his charisma are more illusionary than anything, I’ll take the only thing proving his existence as a wrestler. I’m no judge, and most goes by my radar. Gang up on people? I’ll suck it up. Use low methods to win? I’ll put my chin up. But using your championship to openly rag everyone on the same show as you, instead only throwing money and attention at guys that take food off our plates?
Caden: I wear ideal wrestler with pride, fashion, and sheer ability. If you’re familiar with West Mexican lucha libre, you’ve seen me fly. If you haven’t seen me before, buckle up: gravity doesn’t exist when I’m around.
Caden: To show that my true colours are real colours, I’d like to announce myself as the first participant in the 15-man “Battle for the Briefcase” royale, where the man with the briefcase gets a title shot on his terms. I am going to look anyone here calling themselves a champion in the eyes, I am going to pump up my Yeezy boosts, and I am going to in for absolute war!
GUCCI JESUS chants follow the declaration, which Yung amps up with a hand raised to the audience.
Caden: Thank you Manchester for your time. If you aren’t impressed by my talk about changing the way you view wrestling, I CANNOT wait to show you.
Caden sets the microphone down, then leaps over the ring ropes with a 630 frontflip, before landing on his feet at ringside. He walks out to a chorus of 'GUCCI JESUS' surrounding enveloping him.
BB Gunn: Tough talk coming from Caden Yung! But can he back up those words?
Derrick Donovan: I guess we'll find out in the battle royale at the next PPV!
Anthony Caffrey is sitting in a luxurious leather chair at the conclusion of the last segment. He's throwing some popcorn in his mouth while laughing. That's when King Edmund IV bursts through the door.
Caffrey: Tough break about your match, huh?
King Edmund IV: YOU!
Caffrey: Yes, me.
King Edmund IV: I challenge you!
Caffrey: Oh. You do, do you? You just had two shots against those chumps and messed up, so what makes you think you can win in one shot against the champ?
King Edmund IV: Don't use your feeble math tricks on me! I know more math than everyone in Supremia!
Caffrey: That's really not saying mu-
King Edmund IV: You and me! At Anonymous TV! Next show! You and me FOR THE XHF EUROPEAN CHAMPIONSHIP!
Caffrey: Let's g- Wait. No.
King Edmund IV: No? What's the matter? SCARED TO LOSE TO A KING!?
Caffrey: No. I'm not the European Champion.
King Edmund IV: THEN YOU'RE USELESS TO ME!
With a huff, King Edmund IV turns around and slams the door. Anthony Caffrey stares at that door incredulously.
Caffrey: Huh... That just happened.
Anthony Caffrey turns back to the television and throws another popcorn into his mouth.
Funeral for A Son starts as normal, when all of a sudden record scratch is heard throughout the arena. The crowd boos the challenger for the XHF European Championship loudly.
Suddenly, an attractive young woman comes out on stage with a microphone.
Woman: Ladies and Gentlemen, The AVA is pround to bring you, The Muscle-Bound Freak of Nature, The Scotland Slayer, The Bagpipe Playing Son-of-a-Bitch, The Glasgow Bull. Weeellllliiiinngggtooooonnn Duuuuuuuuunnnnneeeee!!!!
The lights dim to black and Done is Done starts to play. As the opening guitar rifts plays two spotlights scan the audience, but ignore the main stage. The song’s violin kicks in, and the lights go out, leaving the arena in darkness. The crowd boos loudly as the lights hit the stage, revealing Wellington Dunne, who is standing on stage with his arms out.
Derrick Donovan: A huge opportunity tonight for Wellington Dunne here, BB.
BB Gunn: He gets a shot at breaking out of Caffrey’s shadow tonight. But he has to stop a juggernaut to do it.
Derrick Donovan: Definitely his way to put himself on the map.
As Dunne stands halfway down the ramp, he soaks into the boos. He gives a throat cut gesture.
The lights suddenly flash back on, and this time Dunne is ring.
Derrick Donovan: We’ve seen the AVA tonight lay waste to the President tonight. I’m surprised they’re not out here now.
The music plays and instantly everyone in the arena the fans scream so hard they spit up blood after a few seconds. Eventually, Dreadvan's large frame makes it's way through the curtain.
BB Gunn: The Big Demon has arrived.
Derrick Donovan: The crowd can’t get enough of the big man. He’s been building a legacy tonight as one of the AXW all-timers as that championship reign has almost passed Storm Crow’s.
BB Gunn: If he defends here and in March, he’s doesn’t it, hasn’t he?
Derrick Donovan: That’s right.
He does his best to antagonize the fans, but they scream harder still for the Dreadvan. He makes his way slowly towards the ring, his size makes it a long, drawn out process, but he makes it and waits.
Derrick Donovan: But let’s not forget Dunne either. We’ve seen Dread build up a legendary reign, but we’ve also seen Dunne use his pure power to overwhelm others.
BB Gunn: Most of that’s been outside of active competition though. And while I wouldn’t call Dread active... he sure is some of the toughest competition AXW has to offer.
The two men stare down as the bell rings. It is almost amazing to see the size difference, as the musclehead Dunne looks like an average-sized man compared to the 550-pound behemoth. Dunne jaws at his opponent before bouncing off the ropes and ramming into Dreadvan, but Dreadvan almost absorbs Dunne like a mattress, causing Dunne to bounce off and hit the mat.
Dreadvan is amused by his opponent’s effort but as quick as the big man can, he looks to drive a size eighteen boot right into Dunne’s gut. Dunne shows his agility by rolling away from the boot towards the ropes. He pulls himself back up and into the corner. Dread attempts to run into Dunne and splash into him, but instead Dread eats turnbuckle. Dunne begins to stomp away with everything he has as the referee counts in the corner. The referee’s count hits 4 before he backs out of the corner as the crowd boos. Dreadvan slumps down in the corner, having had a fresh mudhole stomped into him.
The referee checks on Dread and almost gets caught in the middle of a Dread/Dunne sandwich as Dunne runs in and delivers a running knee right to the big man’s… gut. The crowd boos as the referee chews out Wellington Dunne, who holds his hands up and pleads his innocent to the referee.
Derrick Donovan: Was that a shot downstairs or was it legal, BB?
BB Gunn: It’s hard to tell! You know that Dread himself probably doesn’t know if it was either! I doubt he can even see the thing!
Derrick Donovan: Oh God, you just made me picture---
BB Gunn: Sorry!
Dunne backs off and rubs his hands together as stands in the opposite corner. Charging full speed ahead, he jumps and delivers a hesitation dropkick right into Dread’s face. The camera catches that Dread has actually been cut open just above his left eye.
Derrick Donovan: Dunne is rolling here in the beginning!
BB Gunn: Dreadvan may have surprising athleticism, but Dunne might be one of the hungriest dogs in the yard. If he can keep this--- wait, there’s a pin!
The referee counts as Dunne tries to put his feet up in the corner for extra leverage. The referee misses this!
[..ONE!..]
[..TWO!..]
DREADVAN POWERS OUT!
Derrick Donovan: Holy cow!
Dreadvan has powered out so strongly, that Dunne has been sent through the middle ropes and onto the floor outside. Dread takes the time to regain his composure on the mat as the referee begins counting for the downed Dunne.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[...THREE...]
Dunne begins making to his feet and shakes some sense back to himself. An instant camera replay reveals that Dunne also smacked the back of his head on the apron on his way down to the floor. Unfortunately for him, Dreadvan is also up on his feet, and Dread puts one giant leg up over the ropes, and then another, and is now on the floor with him. Dread pulls Dunne back to his feet and looks back at the ring steps.
Dreadvan tries to get the bruiser up for a powerslam, but before he can do so, Dunne escapes out the back. Dunne tries to push Dread into the steps, but Dread is obviously not going to move that easily. Dunne charges instead and gets tossed into the steps like a sack of potatoes, causing the ring steps to go flying and cutting open the back of Dunne’s head!
Derrick Donovan: OOF! That impact could be felt from over here!
BB Gunn: I admire Dunne’s efforts, but that might be it right there. It looks like we just saw a carwreck with the blood coming out of his head!
Derrick Donovan: The referee’s count is at four and about to be five, Dread either has to get back into the ring or break the count here.
[...FOUR…]
Dread seems to realize the situation at hand, looking at the ropes. He goes to get back into the ring, but thinks better of it. Instead, he grabs Dunne off the ground and rolls Dunne back in. He then grabs Dunne’s leg and flings him back onto the floor before beginning to get back in the ring himself.
Derrick Donovan: That’s one way to break the count!
BB Gunn: Dunne is getting manhandled here! I’ve never seen anything like it! Usually the AVA’s powerhouse is the one handing out the whooping!
As Dreadvan finally gets himself back into the ring, we can see the AXW Undisputed Champion, Anthony Caffrey, heading down to the ring to back up his partner. He helps Dunne back up to his feet and snatches a bottle of water out of the hands of a fan in the front row. We can hear Caffrey giving Dunne a pep talk.
Derrick Donovan: Usually Dunne’s backing Caffrey, but tonight the champion has his back!
BB Gunn: You can’t count those Arrogant Violent Assholes out, Derrick. We saw what happened with Caffrey’s match with Card less than 24 hours ago. They always have some kind of plan.
Dreadvan looks to have some kind of idea as he backs up against the ropes. The count is already at 6, but he doesn’t seem to care as he begins rushing the ropes. Caffrey spots what’s coming and shoves Dunne out of the way as The Big Demon flies over the ropes and crushes him like a bug! The crowd pops as the XHF European Champion flattens the AXW champion!
BB Gunn: Holy shit!
The crowd also chants holy shit as Dreadvan rolls over, revealing a somewhat flattened Anthony Caffrey. He’s out cold on the outside.
Derrick Donovan: That’s one way to take out the cavalry! Thanks for coming, champ!
BB Gunn: Kanyon should be taking notes from his hospital room!
The only man still on his feet, though, is Wellington Dunne. The crowd’s holy shit chant drowns out most of the count, but Dunne realizes the problem at hand when he hears the referee’s count.
[...FIVE…]
Dunne goes to pull at Dreadvan, trying to get him back up to his feet. Nothing. He tries again and you have to wonder if Dunne is about to burst a blood vessel in his head from straining himself so hard. The camera finally catches a good view of the nasty cut on the back of Dunne’s head, you can see the blood running down his neck and back. Dunne stomps away at the big man as he tries to think.
[...SIX…]
Derrick Donovan: The champion might have taken himself out with that move! Absolutely incredible, but I don’t know how long it takes him to make it back to his rather large feet!
BB Gunn: That’s a problem for Dunne, too. The title can’t change hands on disqualification or countout. He has to get the big man back in the ring.
Dunne goes to pull Dread up again. Nothing happens. He looks dismayed at his problem, but then decides to slide into the ring and slide back out to break the count. He goes to check on Caffrey, but it becomes clear that Caffrey’s on dream street. Dunne snaps his fingers in his face a few times and even tries to slap him awake, but nothing happens. The ringside doctor moves to check on the champion. Dunne turns around to realize that his problem is solved, as he realizes Dreadvan has finally managed to pull himself back up, and is now charging full speed at him.
Dunne sidesteps at the last minute, leaving Dreadvan to crash into the barricade and flatten it on impact. Surprisingly, the big man manages to stay on his feet, and luckily for the audience, he stops just a few inches from potentially flattening a young child as well.
Derrick Donovan: Oh thank God, he could have killed that kid!
BB Gunn: I can’t believe he’s still on his feet!
Dread steps over the broken barricade and makes his way back to Dunne, who is now standing in the ring. We can hear the referee’s count once again as Dread begins to pull himself back up.
[...SEVEN…]
Dunne charges and leaps high and wide at Dread, spearing him through the ropes and sending the two men back to the floor! The two men crash onto the ground with a sick thud!
Derrick Donovan: What a hellacious spear!
BB Gunn: Dunne readjusted for Dread’s size and nearly took him out of his size 18s! Both men are down on the outside!
The crowd counts along with the referee.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[...THREE...]
Both men begin to stir, but Dunne is the first to make it back to his knees. The Big Demon may be unconscious on the outside.
[...FOUR…]
[...FIVE...]
Dreadvan has managed to flip himself over onto his large gut, but it’s taking him a minute to make it back to his feet. It takes until the count of six for Dunne to get back into the ring, but Dread is still down on the outside!
[...SEVEN…]
[...EIGHT…]
Derrick Donovan: Dunne might have done it here!
BB Gunn: The title doesn’t change hands on countout though!
At the last possible moment, Dunne dives outside of the ring to break the count. He makes it back to his feet as the XHF European Champion does the same. The two begin to trade punches on the outside. Dread grabs Dunne and tries to throw him around, but Dunne manages to land on his feet. The two battle close to the announcer’s table as the referee’s count rages on once again.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
Dread shoves Dunne away and onto the ground. Dunne makes it back to his feet and charges right back at him, only to be caught perfectly with a devastating big boot. Dunne eats feet and goes down hard once again.
[...THREE…]
Dread looks at the announce table where Gunn and Donovan have been sitting and begins taking it apart so that he can use it for himself.
Derrick Donovan: What are you doing? Stop!
BB Gunn: Dread will do anything to keep his championship where he feels it belongs!
[...FOUR…]
Dread picks up Dunne off the ground and slides him back into the ring, before pulling him back out again and closer to the table. Dunne punches away at Dread, but Dread catches a fist and lifts Dread up...
[...CAR WRECK THROUGH THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE...]
Derrick Donovan: WOW! Dread puts Dunne straight through the table!
BB Gunn: The XHF European Champion can’t be stopped tonight! If he can just get Dunne into the ring, this one may be over!
Derrick Donovan: Easier said than done…
[...THREE…]
[...FOUR…]
Surprisingly, Dread is already close to being back on his feet. Dunne, on the other hand, clearly has been knocked onto dream street by the big man. The crowd cheers as Dread makes it back to his feet right as the five count comes in.
[...FIVE…]
Dread grabs Dunne off the ground and begins to move him closer to the ring. He sends him back into the ring and then pulls him out for a third time, sending him to the floor again. He goes to pull himself back up, but the AXW Undisputed Champion has made it to his feet and comes over to distract him.
[...ONE...]
Anthony Caffrey starts yelling at Dread, banging on the Undisputed Championship and declaring himself to be the best champion.
[...TWO…]
Dreadvan yells back at Caffrey, and the two come face-to-face. It is clear that Dread also dwarfs Caffrey just like Dunne.
[...THREE…]
Dunne is still getting back to his feet. Caffrey lays a finger on Dread as the two get heated.
[...FOUR…]
It is a big mistake for Caffrey as Dread grabs him and throws him into the ringpost with authority. The crowd roars in approval!
Derrick Donovan: BAM! He just took Caffrey out like a bug!
BB Gunn: There’s a reason the XHF European Champion might break StormCrow’s streak! He’s looking unstoppable tonight!
[...FIVE…]
Dread realizes that he has to make it back into the ring and begins moving to get up onto the apron. Dunne is the next AVA member to play interference, as he begins punching away at the back of Dread’s head. Dread turns and grabs Dunne with two hands by the throat.
[...SIX…]
Derrick: Dread has to be careful to not get counted out here!
BB Gunn: Dunne might have landed himself back in no man’s land! I’m surprised he’s conscious, let alone on his feet after that devastating Car Wreck!
The referee yells at Dreadvan to stop choking Dunne, and Dread obliges the request, choosing instead to throw him over the barricade and into the front row. Dunne lands hard on the back of his head on the floor.
[...SEVEN…]
Derrick Donovan: Dunne brought it as well as he could, but Dreadvan is just in another world tonight!
BB Gunn: Can the big man make it back up though?
Dreadvan goes to pull himself up by the ropes. He puts one foot on the apron and grabs the second rope to begin pulling himself up as the crowd begins to make a commotion.
[...EIGHT…]
The AVA’s third member, James Raymond, pops out from under the apron and is holding Dread’s other massive tree trunk leg down! The referee can’t see it as Raymond is low to the ground, but Dread struggles to shake off the former Undisputed Champion!
Derrick Donovan: Goddamnit! There’s too many of those bastards!
BB Gunn: Dread’s trying to shake off Raymond with all of his might!
[...NINE…]
Raymond is not letting go! Dunne is finally back to his feet on the outside but he’s clearly not getting back in in time!
Dreadvan finally manages to shake Raymond off! Raymond goes flying against the barricade! Dread gets his feet onto the apron!
[...TEN! RING THE BELL!..]
BB Gunn: Not in time!
Derrick Donovan: This is horrible! Our main event ends on a double countout! Damn the AVA!
BB Gunn: Don’t look now Derrick, but I don’t think they’re done trying to get one over on Dreadvan!
Just like before with Kanyon, and the countless times before with various other people, Dreadvan becomes the victim of an AVA beatdown. The lights begin to flicker, but AVA are intent on putting an end to Dreadvan's reign of tyranny. Suddenly, a flood of security comes down to ringside, prying AVA away from the XHF European Champ. That's when the same voice that opened the show comes through the loudspeaker.
Voice: Enough! We warned you countless times tonight, but you fools just don't listen. You've soiled enough of AXW's intellectual property. M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T. has authorized me to announce that at Civil War, Dreadvan and Dunne will face off, once more, for the XHF European Championship!
The crowd erupts.
Voice: Oh, and Caffrey, Raymond. If you two even step foot out of backstage while that match occurs, you two will be suspended. Indefinitely. Good day.
Derrick Donovan: What an announcement to close off our show! Thank you for joining us this evening! I'm Donovan, and he's BB Gunn, and we're signing off! See you at Civil War!
The closing shots of ATV show AVA and a bloody Dreadvan, all shouting profanities at each other as we fade to the ATV logo.
Suddenly, an attractive young woman comes out on stage with a microphone.
Woman: Ladies and Gentlemen, The AVA is pround to bring you, The Muscle-Bound Freak of Nature, The Scotland Slayer, The Bagpipe Playing Son-of-a-Bitch, The Glasgow Bull. Weeellllliiiinngggtooooonnn Duuuuuuuuunnnnneeeee!!!!
The lights dim to black and Done is Done starts to play. As the opening guitar rifts plays two spotlights scan the audience, but ignore the main stage. The song’s violin kicks in, and the lights go out, leaving the arena in darkness. The crowd boos loudly as the lights hit the stage, revealing Wellington Dunne, who is standing on stage with his arms out.
Derrick Donovan: A huge opportunity tonight for Wellington Dunne here, BB.
BB Gunn: He gets a shot at breaking out of Caffrey’s shadow tonight. But he has to stop a juggernaut to do it.
Derrick Donovan: Definitely his way to put himself on the map.
As Dunne stands halfway down the ramp, he soaks into the boos. He gives a throat cut gesture.
The lights suddenly flash back on, and this time Dunne is ring.
Derrick Donovan: We’ve seen the AVA tonight lay waste to the President tonight. I’m surprised they’re not out here now.
The music plays and instantly everyone in the arena the fans scream so hard they spit up blood after a few seconds. Eventually, Dreadvan's large frame makes it's way through the curtain.
BB Gunn: The Big Demon has arrived.
Derrick Donovan: The crowd can’t get enough of the big man. He’s been building a legacy tonight as one of the AXW all-timers as that championship reign has almost passed Storm Crow’s.
BB Gunn: If he defends here and in March, he’s doesn’t it, hasn’t he?
Derrick Donovan: That’s right.
He does his best to antagonize the fans, but they scream harder still for the Dreadvan. He makes his way slowly towards the ring, his size makes it a long, drawn out process, but he makes it and waits.
Derrick Donovan: But let’s not forget Dunne either. We’ve seen Dread build up a legendary reign, but we’ve also seen Dunne use his pure power to overwhelm others.
BB Gunn: Most of that’s been outside of active competition though. And while I wouldn’t call Dread active... he sure is some of the toughest competition AXW has to offer.
The two men stare down as the bell rings. It is almost amazing to see the size difference, as the musclehead Dunne looks like an average-sized man compared to the 550-pound behemoth. Dunne jaws at his opponent before bouncing off the ropes and ramming into Dreadvan, but Dreadvan almost absorbs Dunne like a mattress, causing Dunne to bounce off and hit the mat.
Dreadvan is amused by his opponent’s effort but as quick as the big man can, he looks to drive a size eighteen boot right into Dunne’s gut. Dunne shows his agility by rolling away from the boot towards the ropes. He pulls himself back up and into the corner. Dread attempts to run into Dunne and splash into him, but instead Dread eats turnbuckle. Dunne begins to stomp away with everything he has as the referee counts in the corner. The referee’s count hits 4 before he backs out of the corner as the crowd boos. Dreadvan slumps down in the corner, having had a fresh mudhole stomped into him.
The referee checks on Dread and almost gets caught in the middle of a Dread/Dunne sandwich as Dunne runs in and delivers a running knee right to the big man’s… gut. The crowd boos as the referee chews out Wellington Dunne, who holds his hands up and pleads his innocent to the referee.
Derrick Donovan: Was that a shot downstairs or was it legal, BB?
BB Gunn: It’s hard to tell! You know that Dread himself probably doesn’t know if it was either! I doubt he can even see the thing!
Derrick Donovan: Oh God, you just made me picture---
BB Gunn: Sorry!
Dunne backs off and rubs his hands together as stands in the opposite corner. Charging full speed ahead, he jumps and delivers a hesitation dropkick right into Dread’s face. The camera catches that Dread has actually been cut open just above his left eye.
Derrick Donovan: Dunne is rolling here in the beginning!
BB Gunn: Dreadvan may have surprising athleticism, but Dunne might be one of the hungriest dogs in the yard. If he can keep this--- wait, there’s a pin!
The referee counts as Dunne tries to put his feet up in the corner for extra leverage. The referee misses this!
[..ONE!..]
[..TWO!..]
DREADVAN POWERS OUT!
Derrick Donovan: Holy cow!
Dreadvan has powered out so strongly, that Dunne has been sent through the middle ropes and onto the floor outside. Dread takes the time to regain his composure on the mat as the referee begins counting for the downed Dunne.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[...THREE...]
Dunne begins making to his feet and shakes some sense back to himself. An instant camera replay reveals that Dunne also smacked the back of his head on the apron on his way down to the floor. Unfortunately for him, Dreadvan is also up on his feet, and Dread puts one giant leg up over the ropes, and then another, and is now on the floor with him. Dread pulls Dunne back to his feet and looks back at the ring steps.
Dreadvan tries to get the bruiser up for a powerslam, but before he can do so, Dunne escapes out the back. Dunne tries to push Dread into the steps, but Dread is obviously not going to move that easily. Dunne charges instead and gets tossed into the steps like a sack of potatoes, causing the ring steps to go flying and cutting open the back of Dunne’s head!
Derrick Donovan: OOF! That impact could be felt from over here!
BB Gunn: I admire Dunne’s efforts, but that might be it right there. It looks like we just saw a carwreck with the blood coming out of his head!
Derrick Donovan: The referee’s count is at four and about to be five, Dread either has to get back into the ring or break the count here.
[...FOUR…]
Dread seems to realize the situation at hand, looking at the ropes. He goes to get back into the ring, but thinks better of it. Instead, he grabs Dunne off the ground and rolls Dunne back in. He then grabs Dunne’s leg and flings him back onto the floor before beginning to get back in the ring himself.
Derrick Donovan: That’s one way to break the count!
BB Gunn: Dunne is getting manhandled here! I’ve never seen anything like it! Usually the AVA’s powerhouse is the one handing out the whooping!
As Dreadvan finally gets himself back into the ring, we can see the AXW Undisputed Champion, Anthony Caffrey, heading down to the ring to back up his partner. He helps Dunne back up to his feet and snatches a bottle of water out of the hands of a fan in the front row. We can hear Caffrey giving Dunne a pep talk.
Derrick Donovan: Usually Dunne’s backing Caffrey, but tonight the champion has his back!
BB Gunn: You can’t count those Arrogant Violent Assholes out, Derrick. We saw what happened with Caffrey’s match with Card less than 24 hours ago. They always have some kind of plan.
Dreadvan looks to have some kind of idea as he backs up against the ropes. The count is already at 6, but he doesn’t seem to care as he begins rushing the ropes. Caffrey spots what’s coming and shoves Dunne out of the way as The Big Demon flies over the ropes and crushes him like a bug! The crowd pops as the XHF European Champion flattens the AXW champion!
BB Gunn: Holy shit!
The crowd also chants holy shit as Dreadvan rolls over, revealing a somewhat flattened Anthony Caffrey. He’s out cold on the outside.
Derrick Donovan: That’s one way to take out the cavalry! Thanks for coming, champ!
BB Gunn: Kanyon should be taking notes from his hospital room!
The only man still on his feet, though, is Wellington Dunne. The crowd’s holy shit chant drowns out most of the count, but Dunne realizes the problem at hand when he hears the referee’s count.
[...FIVE…]
Dunne goes to pull at Dreadvan, trying to get him back up to his feet. Nothing. He tries again and you have to wonder if Dunne is about to burst a blood vessel in his head from straining himself so hard. The camera finally catches a good view of the nasty cut on the back of Dunne’s head, you can see the blood running down his neck and back. Dunne stomps away at the big man as he tries to think.
[...SIX…]
Derrick Donovan: The champion might have taken himself out with that move! Absolutely incredible, but I don’t know how long it takes him to make it back to his rather large feet!
BB Gunn: That’s a problem for Dunne, too. The title can’t change hands on disqualification or countout. He has to get the big man back in the ring.
Dunne goes to pull Dread up again. Nothing happens. He looks dismayed at his problem, but then decides to slide into the ring and slide back out to break the count. He goes to check on Caffrey, but it becomes clear that Caffrey’s on dream street. Dunne snaps his fingers in his face a few times and even tries to slap him awake, but nothing happens. The ringside doctor moves to check on the champion. Dunne turns around to realize that his problem is solved, as he realizes Dreadvan has finally managed to pull himself back up, and is now charging full speed at him.
Dunne sidesteps at the last minute, leaving Dreadvan to crash into the barricade and flatten it on impact. Surprisingly, the big man manages to stay on his feet, and luckily for the audience, he stops just a few inches from potentially flattening a young child as well.
Derrick Donovan: Oh thank God, he could have killed that kid!
BB Gunn: I can’t believe he’s still on his feet!
Dread steps over the broken barricade and makes his way back to Dunne, who is now standing in the ring. We can hear the referee’s count once again as Dread begins to pull himself back up.
[...SEVEN…]
Dunne charges and leaps high and wide at Dread, spearing him through the ropes and sending the two men back to the floor! The two men crash onto the ground with a sick thud!
Derrick Donovan: What a hellacious spear!
BB Gunn: Dunne readjusted for Dread’s size and nearly took him out of his size 18s! Both men are down on the outside!
The crowd counts along with the referee.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[...THREE...]
Both men begin to stir, but Dunne is the first to make it back to his knees. The Big Demon may be unconscious on the outside.
[...FOUR…]
[...FIVE...]
Dreadvan has managed to flip himself over onto his large gut, but it’s taking him a minute to make it back to his feet. It takes until the count of six for Dunne to get back into the ring, but Dread is still down on the outside!
[...SEVEN…]
[...EIGHT…]
Derrick Donovan: Dunne might have done it here!
BB Gunn: The title doesn’t change hands on countout though!
At the last possible moment, Dunne dives outside of the ring to break the count. He makes it back to his feet as the XHF European Champion does the same. The two begin to trade punches on the outside. Dread grabs Dunne and tries to throw him around, but Dunne manages to land on his feet. The two battle close to the announcer’s table as the referee’s count rages on once again.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
Dread shoves Dunne away and onto the ground. Dunne makes it back to his feet and charges right back at him, only to be caught perfectly with a devastating big boot. Dunne eats feet and goes down hard once again.
[...THREE…]
Dread looks at the announce table where Gunn and Donovan have been sitting and begins taking it apart so that he can use it for himself.
Derrick Donovan: What are you doing? Stop!
BB Gunn: Dread will do anything to keep his championship where he feels it belongs!
[...FOUR…]
Dread picks up Dunne off the ground and slides him back into the ring, before pulling him back out again and closer to the table. Dunne punches away at Dread, but Dread catches a fist and lifts Dread up...
[...CAR WRECK THROUGH THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE...]
Derrick Donovan: WOW! Dread puts Dunne straight through the table!
BB Gunn: The XHF European Champion can’t be stopped tonight! If he can just get Dunne into the ring, this one may be over!
Derrick Donovan: Easier said than done…
[...THREE…]
[...FOUR…]
Surprisingly, Dread is already close to being back on his feet. Dunne, on the other hand, clearly has been knocked onto dream street by the big man. The crowd cheers as Dread makes it back to his feet right as the five count comes in.
[...FIVE…]
Dread grabs Dunne off the ground and begins to move him closer to the ring. He sends him back into the ring and then pulls him out for a third time, sending him to the floor again. He goes to pull himself back up, but the AXW Undisputed Champion has made it to his feet and comes over to distract him.
[...ONE...]
Anthony Caffrey starts yelling at Dread, banging on the Undisputed Championship and declaring himself to be the best champion.
[...TWO…]
Dreadvan yells back at Caffrey, and the two come face-to-face. It is clear that Dread also dwarfs Caffrey just like Dunne.
[...THREE…]
Dunne is still getting back to his feet. Caffrey lays a finger on Dread as the two get heated.
[...FOUR…]
It is a big mistake for Caffrey as Dread grabs him and throws him into the ringpost with authority. The crowd roars in approval!
Derrick Donovan: BAM! He just took Caffrey out like a bug!
BB Gunn: There’s a reason the XHF European Champion might break StormCrow’s streak! He’s looking unstoppable tonight!
[...FIVE…]
Dread realizes that he has to make it back into the ring and begins moving to get up onto the apron. Dunne is the next AVA member to play interference, as he begins punching away at the back of Dread’s head. Dread turns and grabs Dunne with two hands by the throat.
[...SIX…]
Derrick: Dread has to be careful to not get counted out here!
BB Gunn: Dunne might have landed himself back in no man’s land! I’m surprised he’s conscious, let alone on his feet after that devastating Car Wreck!
The referee yells at Dreadvan to stop choking Dunne, and Dread obliges the request, choosing instead to throw him over the barricade and into the front row. Dunne lands hard on the back of his head on the floor.
[...SEVEN…]
Derrick Donovan: Dunne brought it as well as he could, but Dreadvan is just in another world tonight!
BB Gunn: Can the big man make it back up though?
Dreadvan goes to pull himself up by the ropes. He puts one foot on the apron and grabs the second rope to begin pulling himself up as the crowd begins to make a commotion.
[...EIGHT…]
The AVA’s third member, James Raymond, pops out from under the apron and is holding Dread’s other massive tree trunk leg down! The referee can’t see it as Raymond is low to the ground, but Dread struggles to shake off the former Undisputed Champion!
Derrick Donovan: Goddamnit! There’s too many of those bastards!
BB Gunn: Dread’s trying to shake off Raymond with all of his might!
[...NINE…]
Raymond is not letting go! Dunne is finally back to his feet on the outside but he’s clearly not getting back in in time!
Dreadvan finally manages to shake Raymond off! Raymond goes flying against the barricade! Dread gets his feet onto the apron!
[...TEN! RING THE BELL!..]
BB Gunn: Not in time!
Derrick Donovan: This is horrible! Our main event ends on a double countout! Damn the AVA!
BB Gunn: Don’t look now Derrick, but I don’t think they’re done trying to get one over on Dreadvan!
Just like before with Kanyon, and the countless times before with various other people, Dreadvan becomes the victim of an AVA beatdown. The lights begin to flicker, but AVA are intent on putting an end to Dreadvan's reign of tyranny. Suddenly, a flood of security comes down to ringside, prying AVA away from the XHF European Champ. That's when the same voice that opened the show comes through the loudspeaker.
Voice: Enough! We warned you countless times tonight, but you fools just don't listen. You've soiled enough of AXW's intellectual property. M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T. has authorized me to announce that at Civil War, Dreadvan and Dunne will face off, once more, for the XHF European Championship!
The crowd erupts.
Voice: Oh, and Caffrey, Raymond. If you two even step foot out of backstage while that match occurs, you two will be suspended. Indefinitely. Good day.
Derrick Donovan: What an announcement to close off our show! Thank you for joining us this evening! I'm Donovan, and he's BB Gunn, and we're signing off! See you at Civil War!
The closing shots of ATV show AVA and a bloody Dreadvan, all shouting profanities at each other as we fade to the ATV logo.