Ring Syndicate : Genisis

[SWAT Team]

FADES IN!!!

Vastrix, Seven, Jonnie with The Hellhounds, Terence Tyler, Real Deal Killa, Tanner, Bishop, Syberus, Haven, The KGB, Triple B, Phoenix, and The Soul Assassins appear in random flashes as “Going Under” by Evanescence starts to rock…

Now I will tell you what I've done for you
50 thousand tears I've cried
screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you
and you still won't hear me…

Jeremiah Vastrix uses the Corporate Heels to bring Jason “The Bomb” Stevens down!
Thomas “Syberus” James applies the Pure Confidence to Nick Cairo and covers him for the 1-2-3!
Terence Tyler grabs Soutter and hits a back mat slam, then turns for a standing moonsault into a pin!

Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
maybe I'll wake up for once
not tormented daily defeated by you
just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again

Bishop stands above “The Tank” Big Stan Wilson and locks him in the Rooks Cradle inside a steel cage!
Haven winds up for a chair shot, but Phoenix is to quick, and nails a superkick, kicking the chair right into Haven’s face!

I'm going under
drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under…

Jonnie Valentine catapults Outkast into the ropes, kips up, and turns around into a diving back elbow by Outkast!
Misfit over the top rope, taking Valentine down with his patented sidekick. He's up and knocks Rated X from the apron with a back elbow!! The crowd is on their feet!
The Hellhounds double whip Ruthless L Reeve into the ropes, pull out a strand of barbed wire and double clothesline him with it!
Hellhound Cerberus airplane spins Nick Cairo into a swinging neckbreaker by Hellhound Psycho!
Soutter drags Tyler up, setting the pump, and MY GOD there it is, the SOUTTER SPECIAL!
James Fierce throws the trashcan back out of the ring as Phoenix catches it and the James Fierce launches himself out of the ring with a huge dropkick crushing the trash can into Phoenix's head!!!

Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so I don't know what's real and what's not
always confusing the thoughts in my head
so I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again

Tanner whips Triple B into the safety railing, starts pummeling him with lefts and rights and rams his head against the safety railing!
Triple B takes Tanner up and tosses him to the ropes, quickly Triple B himself jumping to the ropes and bouncing off of them, meeting Tanner in the center of the ring with a corkscrew spear! The Unfettered Might!

I'm going under
drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through

Real Deal Killa executes a swinging bulldog on Tamara driving her face into the mat on Ring Syndicate Germany’ CWF Friday Night Fever!
Adam Seven German suplexes “The Punisher” Dan Stein furiously!
Phoenix moves away from the protective matting, to the steel ramp way, and falls forward with a front bear hug slam, but Haven hooked the neck, and DDT's Phoenix onto the steel ramp way!

So go on and scream
scream at me I'm so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe I can't keep going under



Ross Carlisle: Hello everyone and welcome to Genesis!! My name is Ross Carlisle and I’m your play by play for all of Ring Syndicate’s Inter-promotional PPV’s. Along side me on color is…

Melvin: Hey Mikey, long time no see.

Ross Carlisle: As I was saying, on color is the one, the only…Melvin. Wait…Mikey?

Melvin: Oops “my bad.” I know you hate that name, heh.

Ross Carlisle: Who’s Mikey?

Melvin: You are. C’mon on Mike, I know we haven’t seen each other in awhile, but geez, lighten up.

Ross Carlisle: What are you talking about?

Melvin: Hello! McFly! Mike Ross? I didn’t think the slaps, and occasional beatings would screw you up that bad.

Ross Carlisle: Who the hell is Mike Ross?

Melvin: Oh I get it, the “I don’t know you” routine. That’s fine Mike, like I care anyways.

Ross Carlisle: You’re a strange, strange little man.

["Your Body's Callin'" by R. Kelly starts to play.]

Melvin: Hey look Mike, it’s our old buddy from XGW, Lou Jackson.

Ross Carlisle: What are you talking about? I’ve never heard of, let alone been a part of any “XGW.”

Lou Jackson: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the 1st event of the evening. This match is set for one fall and is for the Ring Syndicate World Cruiserweight Championship!!

Melvin: Ok Mike….suuuuuure you haven’t.

[As the song continues, Jeremiah Vastrix walks out onto the stage, accompanied by his manager Lucius.]

Lou Jackson: Our 1st competitor stands 6’ 2” tall and weighs in at 165lbs. Hailing from Hong Kong, China, representing Ring Syndicate Germany: CWF….”God’s Gift” JEREMIIIIIAAAAAH VAAAAAAAASTRRIIIX!!

[Vastrix slides into the ring and poses on the nearest turnbuckle.]

Ross Carlisle: This Vastrix kid has potential to be a star.

Melvin: Yeah, if by “potential” you mean no talent whatsoever! Yeah, he’s got that going on for him.

[As the lights in the arena dim to darkness, silver and bright blue sparks set off from the stage giving some light onto the entrance stage. Green and white sparks then shoot up into the high of the arena. Then the lights come back on with Terence Tyler standing there with his head looking towards the ceiling. Then a big bang and “Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous” By Good Charlotte starts to play as Terence Tyler walks down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He stands in the middle of the ring; usually juggling with three balls he bought down from the back.]

Melvin: Quit staring at Tyler’s balls Mike.

Ross Carlisle: Stop calling me Mike!

Melvin: Well what the hell do you want me to call you, Mike? That’s your name.

Ross Carlisle: No that’s not my name. My name is Ross…

Melvin: …Mike Ross, I know. I used to work with you, remember?

Lou Jackson: And introducing his 1st opponent. Standing at 5’8” tall and weighing 212lbs, hailing from Pittsburgh, PA, he represents Ring Syndicate East Coast: The HPWA…TERRRENCE TYYLEEEEEEER!!!

Melvin: A wrestling magician? That’s almost worse than that Duece Wilds clown back in XGW. Almost! Remember him, Mike?

Ross Carlisle: No I don’t, because I’m not…

Melvin: Not ready to drudge up those bad memories of him and Radikal’s terrible feud? Well, can’t blame you there.

["Smooth" by Santana and Rob Thomas starts to play, and the crowd pops loudly. Syberus appears on stage, and looks around at the crowd for a moment before making his way down the ramp.]

Lou Jackson: And their opponent, from New York, New York. He stands at 6 foot even and weighs 220lbs, representing Ring Syndicate Australia…SYYYYBEEERUUUUSSS!!!

[Once in the ring, Syberus takes off the small gold chain from around his neck and hands it to the referee. The ref then checks his pads ect for foreign objects.]

Ross Carlisle: Ring Syndicate Australian Referee Mark Maxim gets the duties for this match. I have to wonder if this is really fair though, considering Syberus is from the Australian region.

Melvin: My buddy Andy called me to help him with a match in Australia a few weeks ago, that’s how I got this sweet gig actually. This guy’s pretty straight and narrow. It’s sad, really.

Ross Carlisle: Why is that sad?

Melvin: That would be fricken cool to have an evil ref calling one of these “big” matches.

Ross Carlisle: You’re a strange little man.

Melvin: Yes Mike, we already established that fact.

Ross Carlisle: Stop calling me Mike!!

Melvin: ‘sigh’ poor, poor Mikey…

[DING DING DING!]

Ross Carlisle: ‘sigh’ there’s the bell. All three men eyeing each other cautiously here at first. Tyler runs at Syberus standing in a corner, but Syberus moves and shoves Tyler chest first into the corner. Vastrix runs at Syberus, but again, Syberus moves and Vastrix clotheslines Tyler!

Melvin: Morons.

Ross Carlisle: Vastrix shares a look with Syberus, and both men stomp away at Tyler in the corner. They grab Tyler and place him on the top turnbuckle. Both men climb to the second rope and grab Tyler…No! Tyler shoves both men to the mat! Double front dropkick to both men. Amazing!

Melvin: It’s one freakin move Mike.

Ross Carlisle: Vastrix and Syberus are back up. They go for a double clothesline, Tyler ducks and runs off the ropes… Cross body to both men!

Melvin: “Amazing”…not.

Ross Carlisle: I don’t see you in there doing stuff like that.

Melvin: I’m not an idiot. You also don’t see me acting like a magician pretending to be a wrestler.

Ross Carlisle: Tyler grabs Syberus and whips Syb into one corner, then sends Vastrix into Syberus!

Melvin: Awww, look at that, their sharing a hug.

Ross Carlisle: You’re a sick little man.

Melvin: Damn skippy.

Ross Carlisle: Vastix staggers backwards, and Tyler dropkicks Vastrix right back into Syberus in the corner. German suplex sends Vastrix halfway across the ring, and Tyler jumps up and runs at Syberus in the corner. This kid is on fire!

Melvin: “Was…”

Ross Carlisle: Syberus moves again! Syberus grabs Tyler and bashes his head into the turnbuckle, and then a reverse neck breaker takes Tyler down. Syberus climbs the ropes and looks for a moonsault, but Tyler moves and Syberus lands on his feet. Syberus turns and walks into a dropkick from Tyler, who walks into a bulldog from Vastrix! Vastrix grabs Syberus and hits an atomic drop, and then poses for the crowd?

Melvin: Morons…

Ross Carlisle: Vastrix turns back around and walks into a spinebuster from Syberus! Syberus drops an elbow and then drop toe holds the recovering Tyler into Vastrix’s lower region! Syberus grabs Tyler and whips him to the corner, then grabs Vastrix and nails a scoop slam; followed up by a vertical suplex and then a knee drop to Vastrix! Syberus turns and gets caught by a huge flying clothesline from Tyler out of the corner! Tyler grabs Syberus and hits a fisherman’s suplex, and holds on for the pin…

Referee Mark Maxim:

1…………

2……….

(Kickout.)

Ross Carlisle: Syberus kicks out with force, and Tyler drops a leg onto him for it. Tyler pulls Syberus up and takes a page out of Syberus’s playbook with an evenflow DDT!

Melvin: Borrrrring.

Ross Carlisle: Are you kidding?

Melvin: Are you watching??

Ross Carlisle: This is not boring! Tyler notices Vastrix crawling to the ropes and walks over to him. Elbow drop to the back of Vastrix, and Tyler drags Vastrix to the corner, and sets him up top. Tyler climbs the second rope, and grabs Vastrix, setting him up for a top rope superplex!

Melvin: Maybe….not.

Ross Carlisle: Wait…Syberus is back up, and he’s walking toward Tyler and Vastrix. He gets under Tyler and….

[CRASH!]

Melvin: Oh Snap~!!

Ross Carlisle: Holy Shit!! Vastrix gets superplexed while Tyler gets backdropped! All three men are down. That…

Melvin: I’ll say it. That was freakin cool.

Ross Carlisle: Indeed it was. Syberus starting to stir first, after that amazing display. Syberus crawls to the ropes and pulls himself to his feet, and catches Tyler starting to move. Syberus pulls Tyler to his feet and returns the favor from earlier, with an evenflow DDT of his own! Syberus grabs Vastrix and whips him to the ropes, grabs him for a powerbomb,…No! Vastrix reverses the powerbomb into a huge hurricanrana!

Melvin: Finally some entertainment.

Ross Carlisle: Vastrix goes out to the apron and signals to the crowd, but gets nailed by Tyler and sent crashing to the floor outside! Tyler grabs Syberus and whips him to the nearest turnbuckle, then runs to the opposite. Tyler sprints across the ring jumping over Syberus’s head and pushing him away slightly from the ropes. Syberus turns round and Terence jumps performing a huge hurricanrana rolling into a pin hooking both legs. The “Disappearing Act!!”

Referee mark Maxim:

1……….

2………

Ross Carlisle: Vastrix springboards and nails Tyler in the face with a dropkick to break the pin!

Melvin: Daaaaamn.

Ross Carlisle: Vastrix grabs Tyler, but Tyler low blows Vastrix and pulls him up into a suplex, and Plants Vastrix with a devastating brainbuster suplex!

Melvin: You mean to tell me Tyler knows more than 13 moves?? Wow, well color me disappointed.

Ross Carlisle: Tyler climbing the turnbuckle. Could he be going for the “Swinging Hell” maybe?

Melvin: Could you be any more of an idiot Mike? Of coarse that’s what he’s doing.

Ross Carlisle: Stop calling me Mike!! You stupid fucking idiot, My name is not MIKE!!

Melvin: Well, soooorrrry. Mike.

[Ross lunges at Melvin, tackling him to the floor. Matthew Perry jumps over the barricade from the front row, and grabs a headset.]

Matthew Perry: Could that be any more childish? Hi everybody, I’m “Friends” star Mathew Perry. And…. that magician guy’s climbing to the top, but he’s stopped by the guy with the ponytail, (looks through some papers on the desk) Vastrix, I think.

[Ross and Melvin roll around on the floor, choking each other.]

The magician guy falls on his…lower parts, on the top, and The guy with the ponytail…um…”suplexes” him to the mat. The guy with ponytail is climbing to the top now. Could the magician guy be any more screwed?

Matthew Perry: The guy with the ponytail (Vastrix) sets himself on top, and jumps, landing on the magician guy’s chest with both feet. That’s called….(looks through some more notes) “The Corporate heels.” The guy with the ponytail, turns to get the referee, but gets walloped by Syberus.

[Syberus waves at Mathew, then grabs Vastrix and nails an inverted DDT with a single underhook on the left arm.]

Matthew Perry: “PURE CONFIDENCE!!!”

[Ross and Melvin look up, hearing Matthew yell, and see Matthew doing their job. Both men reach up and pull Matthew Perry to the floor and Melvin floors Mathew with lefts and rights. Ross climbs back up to the booth.]

Ross Carlisle: Uh…sorry about that folks. Syberus nailed the Pure Confidence, and now goes for the cover…

Referee Mark maxim: 1….

2…..

[Terence Tyler lunges at the pin, but Syberus moves and Tyler slams into Vastrix.]

Ross Carlisle: Tyler makes the save!
[Melvin continues the beating of Matthew Perry, as Syberus pulls Tyler to his feet.]

Ross Carlisle: “PURE CONFI”… No! Tyler blocks the Pure confidence. Tyler pushes Syberus to the ropes, goes for a hurricanrana, blocked by Syberus who goes for a powerbomb… but Tyler flips out! Tyler turns around… “PURE CONFIDENCE!!” Syberus drops for the cover on Vastrix…

Referee Mark Maxim:

1…………..


2…………

……..

…………………………….3!!

Ross Carlisle: Syberus wins!!

[“Smooth” By Santana and Rob Thomas plays as Referee Mark maxim raises Syberus’s hand.]

Lou Jackson: The winner, and Ring Syndicate Cruiserweight Champion of the WOORLLD…. SSSSYYYYBEEERRUUUSSS!!!!

[Referee Mark Maxim hands Syberus the Cruiserweight Title, as security rushes out and finally pulls Melvin up and drags a beaten, bloody Matthew Perry away.]

Melvin: What did I miss?

Ross Carlisle: Syberus defeated both men with the “Pure Confidence.” Syberus is our 1st world cruiserweight champion!

Melvin: Ah.

Ross Carlisle: Ah? That’s it?!

Melvin: Yep.

Ross Carlisle: ‘Sigh.’ You’re hopeless.

Melvin: Damn skippy.

Ross Carlisle: (shaking his head) For the love of god, why?

*Ross Carlisle and Melvin are just preparing to talk about the next competitors when T.H. Power comes down to ringside, walks over to the Japanese announcers tables and talks to one of the announcers, pointing to the RS announcers.*

Melvin: "What is that prick up to? Shouldn't he be standing around and waiting for his butt buddy to get pummeled into oblivion?"

Ross Carlisle: "Why must you insult everyone around you?"

Melvin: "Because it's fun, you tight ass."

Ross Carlisle: "Then please, attempt not speaking. Everyone will be much happier."

*Power and one of the Japanese announcers walk over to the RS table and Power sits the man between Melvin and Ross Carlisle, setting him up with a headset.*

"Now, you gentlemen take good care of Tojiro Mikachino here for me. He's going to teach you how announcing is really done over here."

*With that Power goes back to the Japanese table and replaces Tojiro.*

Tojiro Mikachino: *Let's out a long string of indecipherable Japanese intermittent with broken English, the only words we can make out are...* "Vishop, Peenix, Maca Donalds... BIIIIIIIIIIIIG Title!"

Melvin: *While staring at Tojiro...* "I hate this god damned country."

Lou Jackson: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, to be decided by submission only, and it is for the introduction of the East Coast HPWA heavyweight championship!"

*The lights black out as Rerevised begins playing over the speaker. Slowly, the chorus can be heard.

"I can't save you,"

The lights go onto dim, as red smoke pours from the pyro vents. A black sillouhette is visible from the smoke.

"And you can't save me,"

The smoke rolls down the ramp as the figure walks into sight. Bishop becomes visible, wearing his black duster. The lights flash repeatedly as Bishop bows, and slowly opens up his coat.

"But I will save this,"

He slowly walks down to the ring, the lights still flashing. About half way down the ramp, the titan tron lights up and flashes red, and the lights go off. The music stops.

"And you can help too."

With one last blast, the lights come back on and Bishop climbs into the ring. The music begins to fade, as he climbs up onto each turnbuckle, his coat open. He raises one fist each time, his right fist. And puts the other hand, open palmed, out above his head. He brings down the two together on a middle ground, and then leaps down....going onto the next turnbuckle. Finally, he goes into his corner, and removes his shades and coat.*

Lou Jackson: "Introducing first, from Detroit, MI, standing 6'3" and weighing in at 274 pounds, Bishop!"

*A good pop and BISH-OP chant is heard all around the arena.*

Ross Carlisle: "Bishop gives up a size advantage to Phoenix but he's shown that he's as tough as they come, very tenacious, and he can go off when he snaps. He has a few torturous submissions in his arsenal but he'll have to wear down Phoenix a lot to get him tapping."

Tojiro Mikachino: "Vishop tough cookie!"

Melvin: *Still staring at Tojiro...* "You are a pathetic snotbag."

Tojiro Mikachino: *Stare back at Melvin and blinks, clearly not understanding.*

*The lights dim, the fog rolls out and a circle of fire lights on the stage during the beginning chords of Iron Head by Rob Zombie and Ozzy Osbourne. When the song hits the hard stuff flame pyro explodes all over the stage and Phoenix appears in the center of the circle.

He's in the same black sleeveless bodysuit and mask from his last promo, also wearing the sleeveless black trench coat.

Phoenix mouths off to the crowd on the way down the ramp. He slides into the ring, hops up and hits the turnbuckle to the second rope, pounding his chest and the arms go out to the sides, sans Raven, then the arms go straight up for the two fingered salute as the corner opposite him explodes in fire. Phoenix hits all four corners, then pulls off the jacket, dropping it in the last corner.*

Lou Jackson: "And his opponent, from Red Bank, NJ, standing 6'6" and weighing in at 290 pounds, Phoenix!"

*Another good pop and PHOE-NIX chants are heard around the arena.*

Ross Carlisle: "Well, it seems that Phoenix has toned himself up a bit more, dropping to 290 for this match up. I must say he looks leaner and meaner than ever. The crowd seems to be split between these two great fighters."

Tojiro Mikachino: "Peenix number won-san!"

Melvin: *Holds his head in his hands* "What have I done to deserve this punishment?"

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix and Bishop stare each other down as they warm up and the East Coast head ref, Jim Lowe, goes over the rules. Finally the bell is rung and the match gets underway."

*They both head right in, Bishop leading with a right to the jaw then a quick takedown. He sets Phoenix's left arm between his legs and flips into an armlock, but they are too close to the ropes and the ref breaks the hold.

They both stand and Phoenix kicks Bishop hard, then goes to tie up but Bishop slips underneath and Phoenix turns into a retalitory gut kick.

Ross Carlisle: "Bishop chopping away at Phoenix, but Phoenix is unfased and grabs Bishop for a Front Bearhug Slam!"

*Phoenix reaches down and flips Bishop over, wrapping him up in a leg and head lock, but quickly drops that to slap on a chinlock with scissors. Phoenix holds the lock while the ref checks on Bishop, but he isn't giving up, so Phoenix releases the hold.

Phoenix pulls Bishop to his feet and puts on a standing chinlock, but Bishop slams his elbow into Phoenix's solar plexus and knocks him back.*

Ross Carlisle: "They begin exchanging right hands, Phoenix slides in with a lifting knee to the gut, more rights, another knee. Phoenix for a clothesline, Bishop ducks and gets behind him for a german suplex which bounces Phoenix off his neck. That had to hurt!"

*Bishop brings Phoenix back up only to have Phoenix clobber him with a heavy clothesline. After Bishop rises, they tie up again, but Bishop breaks out and hits a swinging neckbreaker.

Phoenix up and gets behind Bishop, grabbing him for a german suplex trifecta.*

Tojiro Mikachino: "Ohhh tree jirmin plex! Verrrrrry nasty!"

*Melvin bangs his head against the table* "Please make is stop!"

Ross Carlisle: "I like his enthusiasm. Both men are down, Lowe checking on them, but there is no count out in a submission match."

Melvin: "Ya think?"

*Both men pull themselves up and attack again. Bishop meets Phoenix's elbow then gets crushed with another Bearhug Front Slam.

Phoenix tries for the Rings but Bishop has it scouted, and rolls through to where Phoenix is only pinning him, so Phoenix releases the attempt. Both men up but Bishop walks right into a Phoenix Driver!*

Tojiro Mikachino: "DA PEEENIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIXX DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVERRRRRRRRRR!!!!"

Melvin: "It's P-h-o-e-n-i-x, you god damned Mongolian!"

*Phoenix tries to take advantage and puts on the chinlock with scissors, but Bishop is too close to the ropes and Lowe breaks the hold.

Phoenix still has the full advantage though, and picks up Bishop for a hard scoop slam, variying it by locking Bishops arm behind him first.*

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix stomps on Bishops left leg a few times... Grabs him for a standing Anklelock in the middle of the ring!"

"Bishop's face contorting as he tries to suck up the pain and fight his way to the ropes... He's inches away and reaching but Phoenix sees him and drags him back into the center!"

Melvin: "I bet you two would scream like little girls if Phoenix did that to you."

*Bishop is screaming now but still not tapping. He's writhing in pain and begins kicking at Phoenix as he claws his way back to the ropes. Finally he manages to grab hold and Phoenix drops the leg.*

Melvin: "Phoenix walks over to the corner and undoes the turnbuckle pad, tossing it to the floor. That's what I'm talking about. Beat his ass!"

*Bishop manages to get up and attacks him from behind, sending clubbing elbows to the back of his neck, then turning him around and lifting him for a brainbuster suplex!

Bishop drags Phoenix back up and clocks him with a few hard rights, then gets behind him for another german suplex onto his neck. He brings him up and sets for another, but Phoenix reverses into a high angled backdrop instead.*

Ross Carlisle: "Both men slow to get up, Bishop being a bit faster, catching Phoenix with a swinging neckbreaker. Phoenix gets up slow, holding his neck, and Bishop tries to tie up. Phoenix grabs him and irish whips him hard into the exposed turnbuckle!"

Melvin: "Bishop hits back first and hear that loud CLANK! Music to my ears!"

*Bishop writhes but Phoenix isn't waiting, and charges in goring Bishop into the metal! Phoenix walks away but turns and charges again, however Bishop recovers enough to droptoehold him down face first into the middle buckle.

He drags Phoenix out a bit and locks in a figure four, but Phoenix has enough reach to grab the ropes quickly, causing Lowe to force a break.*

Ross Carlisle: "Bishop brings Phoenix up and whips him into another turnbuckle, then clotheslines him in the corner. He shoves Phoenix out and grabs him, hitting his own trifecta of German suplexes. Tojiro?"

Tojiro Mikachino: "Ohhh yes tree jirmin plex! Verrrrrry nasty!" *Tojiro smiles at Roscoe.*

Melvin: "I've hated you for a very long time, Ross Carlisle:, but now you must die..."

Ross Carlisle: "Bishop starts for the Knight's Bridge, but Lowe interrupts early, causing an argument to erupt. Phoenix takes this time to collect himself then grabs Bishop and falls into the Rings."

"Bishop catches on early though and again rolls to a pin, causing Phoenix to let up."

*Phoenix begins a comeback with rights and elbows, then slides around and locks on a fierce sleeper, lifting Bishop off his feet and shaking him like a rag doll.

Bishop manages to get a hold of Phoenix's head and drops in a kind of stunner, getting Phoenix off of him. He rolls up and locks on a single leg crab, but Phoenix manages to power out.

They both stand and start exchanging rights, elbows, and anything else they can think of. Phoenix manages to kick Bishop and powerbomb him, then puts on another anklelock, but Bishop quickly rolls and kicks him away.

Bishop hits Phoenix with a quick backbreaker then puts on a standing leg lock, but Phoenix grabs the ropes. Bishop backs off and waits for Phoenix to get up, then whips him to the far side ropes and nails a flying forearm on the return.*

Ross Carlisle: "Let's see if I can describe this... With Phoenix on his back, Bishop sets him up for a figure four. After placing his foot under Phoenix's straight leg and bent ankle, Bishop pulls Phoenix into a sitting position."

"Then he locks both Phoenix's arms together behind his back. Bishop rolls off to his side, away from Phoenix's body, and onto his back, causing Phoenix to be elevated off the canvas. Then, Bishop applies pressure to Phoenix's neck by squeezing the underhook, while keeping Phoenix in a leg lock. This is Bishop's Cross."

Melvin: "Sounds like a lot to do about nothing."

Ross Carlisle: "What?"

Melvin: "Exactly."

*Phoenix is tied up tight, nowhere to go, in the middle of the ring. The pressure is tremendous as Phoenix fights the pain as best he can, but Bishop just tightens down on the hold.

After a few minutes Phoenix seems to be out, so the ref forces Bishop to let an arm go to check.*

Ross Carlisle: "The ref brings Phoenix's right arm up once, and it drops, but goes straight for Bishop's throat! Phoenix faking unconciousness is being held down by Bishop well within arms reach, and he locks in a blatant choke with everything he has!"

"Bishop puts it all into the Cross trying to get Phoenix to quit before he runs out of air! Finally caught at a stalemate Bishop is forced to relinquish the hold and Phoenix drops off to the side, barely able to move!"

*Bishop gulps up air and looks pissed. He gets up and yells at the ref as Phoenix slowly gets to a knee. He walks over and kicks Phoenix in the chest then puts on a standing crossface, but Phoenix has the ropes and a break is called.

Bishop grabs Phoenix and hits a svelt DDT, then starts putting the boots to him. He brings Phoenix up again and tosses him outside the ring, then follows him out and grabs a steel chair.*

Melvin: "Bishop has that chair now, lets Phoenix get up to his knees again before using the chair to guillotine him in the throat."

"Phoenix is down clutching at his throat as Bishop taunts the crowd and holds up the chair. He turns his attention back to Phoenix and brings the chair edge down again and again onto the back of Phoenix's neck, then taunts the crowd some more. I like this guys attitude."

Ross Carlisle: "You would. He sees Power has stood up and moves towards him, threatening him with the chair. Phoenix finally begins to rise and stumbles up behind Bishop. Bishop notices and turns, cracking the chair over his head."

"Phoenix stands unfazed, head just slightly turned from the chairshot, then suddenly twists his head back, burning eyes staring a hole straight through the other man! Bishop tries another chairshot but Phoenix throws a hard right and knocks the chair back into Bishops face! Then sets him up on his shoulders for another Phoenix Driver, dropping him onto the announce table!"

Tojiro Mikachino: "DA PEEENIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIXX DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVERRRRRRRRRR!!!!"

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix gets back in the ring and goes up to the top rope, and leaps off for the Fire Flight! Bishop moves! My lord Bishop moved just in the nick of time, and Phoenix through the table on his own, and out on the floor!"

*Bishop slowly rises and lifts up Phoenix to hit Checkmate, (lifting sleeper hold, twisting him around so Phoenix is at his side, and then Bishop falls forward). Bishop gets up and gets the chair, but as he's about to attack again, Phoenix hits a low blow that drops Bishop flat.

Phoenix manages another anklelock, but he's too groggy to hold it tight, and Bishop slides out quickly and gets back in the ring.

Phoenix follows, but Bishop immediately sets in with boots to the back of the head, then lifts him up and hits a belly to belly. Phoenix hits hard but rolls through and goes off the ropes only to be flapjacked.*

Ross Carlisle: "Bishop brings him back up and lays into him with right hands, then tries for a German, but Phoenix reverses. Phoenix tries a back body drop, but Bishop reverses. Bishop attempts a back body drop and again Phoenix slips out, finally dropping Bishop with a reverse DDT."

*He picks up Bishop and locks on another sleeper, but Bishop gets the ropes. Phoenix drops the sleeper but chokes him out over the ropes, which Lowe breaks up.*

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix pulls Bishop off the ropes for a sidewalk slam, then drops and rolls Bishop, one arm under his while the other is scissored between his legs, pulling back on the one side while crushing the other, putting more pressure on the shoulder sockets, finally setting in the Rings!"

*Phoenix pulls back with everything he has trying to rip Bishops arms right off, and Bishop holds back as much as possible, stretching all he can till he manages to hook the bottom rope with his feet.*

Ross Carlisle: "Bishop managing to get the ropes. Lowe pulls Phoenix off and he's obviously upset. Bishop gets up and the two collide with clotheslines in the middle of the ring, and they both drop, exhausted. They slowly rise eyes glazed over as they size each other up, trying to think of what else to do."

*Bishop off the ropes with a dropkick, but Phoenix swats him away. He raises Bishop up and lifts him for a shoulder breaker, then picks him up again and hits a powerbomb.*

Tojiro Mikachino: "POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWER BOOOOOOMMMMMMBBBBB!!!"

Melvin: "You are easily excitable. I bet your mom turns you on."

*Ross Carlisle: whispers to Tojiro*

Tojiro Mikachino: "Yu are ahs whole."

*Melvin: glares at Ross Carlisle:*

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix stumbles back at the effort from the last two moves and rests against the ropes as Bishop slowly pulls himself up. Phoenix goes after Bishop again, but Bishop hits a flying forearm and drops Phoenix down."

"He gets up slowly, also stumbling around, but so does Phoenix, who rolls into a corner. Bishop charges but Phoenix steps up and meets him, picking grabbing him by the head and tossing him back first into the turnbuckle exposed earlier in the match!"

*Bishop slouches in the corner and Phoenix sets him up and sets another Phoenix Driver, but Bishop manages to squirm free and hits the Checkmate instead!

Bishop starts to slowly set the Cross, but Phoenix powers out with everything he has left sending Bishop into the exposed turnbuckle shoulder first!*

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix gets himself to his knees and slides Bishop to the middle of the ring, then rolls him and locks on the Rings again!"

"Phoenix cranks away, tearing at Bishop's arms. Ref Jim Lowe getting right in Bishop's face, Bishop is trying to fight it off, but he's in the middle of nowhere... Is he going to..."

*The shot focuses tightly on Bishop and the ref, the ref asking Bishop is he gives up. Bishop is writhing, shaking it off, but finally gives in and says yes! Lowe jumps up and calls for the bell, and it's over!*

Ross Carlisle: "Jim Lowe calling it, there's the bell, the HPWA has a champion! Holy shit I don't believe what I've seen!"

Tojiro Mikachino: "Peenix wins! New shampion! Very good!"

Ross Carlisle: "This match was back and forth the whole way, two top stars giving it everything they had and more for the top prize in the East Coast, the first ever HPWA champion, and Phoenix just edged his way past Bishop. This is a match neither one will soon forget."

*Both Phoenix and Bishop are lying flat on the floor, breathing heavy, unmoving. Iron Head hits as Power gets in the ring to check on the competitors.*

Ross Carlisle: "Well, Power is in the ring, he's checked out Phoenix, who is just beginning to pull himself up from this ordeal, now going to look at Bishop, who is also moving, but Bishop low blows his boss! Bishop just attacked Power for no good reason, and he rolls himself out of the ring, falling to the floor."

Melvin: "Good, that's what the guy gets for putting this little douchebag here."

Ross Carlisle: "Phoenix stumbles over with his bat, but Bishop has already crawled halfway up the ramp, and is giving the champ the finger, snubbing the fans, all that work, all this effort and now to be an ass? That's just not right."

*The fans boo Bishop as he hauls himself backstage, still flipping off the fans. Phoenix and Power support each other as they begin their own trek to the back, and the crowd cheers them on.*

[SWAT Team]

["Scream" by The Misfits blasts through the arena. First Camilla steps through the curtain, pauses, and points. Misfit and Outkast walk down the ramp to the pop of the capacity Tokyo crowd. They slap hands around ringside and make their way into the ring, Outkast and Misfit holding open the ropes for their manager]

Lou Jackson: Introducing in the ring to my left, Ring Syndicate: Germany, escorted to the ring by the lovely Camilla, the CWF's number one ranked tag team, Outkast and Misfit!!!

[“Rip it up” by 28 Days hits and Soutter comes bouncing out on one foot to the beat, he pauses on the ramp way, pumping his fist in the air still to the beat. As Soutter swaggers down the ramp Fierce makes his way from the back.]

Lou Jackson: Now introducing from Ring Syndicate: East Coast, Paul Soutter and James Fierce, The KGB.

[Soutter and Fierce wait in the ring for the next opponents.]

[“I Put a Spell on You” by Marilyn Manson kicks in.]

Lou Jackson: Introducing from Ring Syndicate: Australia…

[The Tokyo crowd goes wild as Jonnie Valentine leads Psycho and Cerberus to the ring in dog collars.]

Lou Jackson: Accompanied by Hardcore Jonnie Valentine, Psycho and Cerberus, The hellhounds.

Ross Carlisle: We're off and running! It looks like it will be Soutter and Misfit to start things off! Misfit offers his hand, but Soutter slaps it away!

Melvin: This ain't no time for sportsman's bull! Kick his ass!

[Soutter pull Misfit into a headlock, and lays down a snap mare. Misfit reverses and does one of the same.]

Ross Carlisle: Great reversal by Misfit.

[Misfit arm bars and tags off to Outkast. Outkast jumps over the top rope and delivers a hard elbow to Soutter's arm.]

Ross Carlisle: That's the key- teamwork.

Melvin: We'll see about that when everyone gets tired. It will be all instinct then, baby.

Ross Carlisle: Baby?

[Soutter reverses and whips Outkast into the opposite corner and splashes him. He tags Psycho, who slaps him back.]

Melvin: Now THERE'S the kind of sportsmanship I like to see!

[Psycho goes to work on Outkast, by pummeling him in the corner. He drapes down Outkast and begins to stomp him in the face. Psycho plants a boot and holds a choke on Outkast. The ref counts.]

Ross Carlisle: Boy, the Hellhounds are cheating early today! And, the Soul Assassins are in some serious early trouble!

Melvin: That's why they will be the champs!

[Count breaks at 4. Psycho tags Cerberus. Cerberus whips Outkast to the ropes.]

Ross Carlisle: Power Backbreaker! Psycho goes up top, this could be the end already?!

[Soutter runs over, and trips up Psycho on the ropes. Cerberus goes for the cover on Outkast. Jonnie Valentine yells something.]

Ross Carlisle: The cover on Outkast;

ONE
TWO
THR…

[Cerberus and Psycho kick Outkast and begin to pummel him. Jonnie Valentine yells again and they move back to the corner.]

Ross Carlisle: Big time double team by the Hellhounds.

Melvin: Those guys just look mean, man.

[Outkast rolls over and tags Fierce. Fierce moves to Cerberus and picks him up, and delivers a vertical suplex. He picks him up again, sends him to the ropes.]

Ross Carlisle: What a mean drop kick by Fierce! He tags in Soutter! It's the Hellhounds in trouble now!

[Fierce tags Soutter, and Fierce moves to Cerberus and Soutter gets behind him.]

Ross Carlisle: They are setting him up for some damage! Soutter misses the Superkick and Cerberus nails a low blow!

Melvin: Great reversal!

[Cerberus nails Fierce with a hard punch and gets to Misfit for the tag. Misfit jumps off the ropes and nails Fierce with a double flying clothesline. Misfit covers Fierce. Jonnie Valentine signals and yells again.]

Ross Carlisle: Hey, the cover..

ONE
TWO
TH…

[The Hounds break the cover. They both begin to pummel Fierce and Misfit. Psycho picks up Misfit, and delivers a gorilla press. Cerberus lays in an inverted body vise on Fierce.]

Ross Carlisle: WOW! Look at the power on these guys! Wow!

Melvin: You said it!

[The ref counts. Soutter lays in a dropkick on Cerberus's back, and Cerberus breaks the hold and goes after Soutter, seemingly undisturbed by the hit. Outkast comes in and also lays a dropkick, which knocked down Psycho, but Psycho instantly gets up. The ref tries to push the Hounds back, but they do not budge. Jonnie Valentine signals, and they go to their corner.]

Ross Carlisle: Wow, he sure does have a lot of control over those guys.

Melvin: They're his Hounds, stupid!

[ Psycho and Misfit are both down on the mat. Psycho rolls and finds Cerberus, and Fierce finds Outkast.]

Ross Carlisle: I am beginning to believe that none of these teams wants the Hounds in there!

Melvin: Would you?

[Outkast jumps up, and executes a Frankensteiner on Cerberus. Outkast covers Cerberus.]

ONE
TWO
TH…

[Psycho makes the save. The ref pushes Psycho back. Jonnie Valentine begins distracting the ref and the Hounds move in. Psycho lays in a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on Outkast , and Cerberus starts stomping on him. The ref finally forces Psycho out of the ring.]

Ross Carlisle: Those guys are really sticking it to the other tag teams.

[Outkast rolls over, dazed, and tags Fierce. He looks up and shakes his head, realizing he is in the wrong corner.]

Ross Carlisle: Bad move by Outkast, he realized that he isn't in the right spot!

[Fierce rushes in as Cerberus makes the hot tag to Psycho. Psycho rushes in and levels Fierce with a huge clothesline. Meanwhile, Outkast rolls to the outside where he is slammed by Jonnie Valentine. In the ring, Soutter, and Misfit all rush the ring after Psycho. Cerberus joins the fray, all wrestlers but Outkast are in the fray.]

Ross Carlisle: This one is going out of control! They all seem to be going after Psycho!

Melvin: Yeah, but Psycho is holding his own.

Ross Carlisle: Not for long.

[Outkast rolls in and Misfit breaks free as Psycho and Cerberus hammer away on the KGB. Outkast goes to the top and Misfit puts in a set-up for a powerbomb.]

Ross Carlisle: Hey, it's a Star-Light Star Bomb! If they pull this off, it's over!!

Melvin: Yeah, if they were the legal team.

[Outkast jumps, and Misfit powerbombs Cerberus. They go for the cover, but Jonnie Valentine jumps on the apron to help Psycho in the fray.]

Ross Carlisle: The ref is finally telling Misfit he is not the legal man.

[Jonnie Valentine tosses something in the ring to the Hellhounds.]

Ross Carlisle: Oh no! Not this! What a bad way to end it!

Melvin: Boxcutters!!!

[Psycho and Cerberus start slicing away on Fierce as Valentine distracts the Ref.]

Ross Carlisle: Look at all that blood!

Melvin: Oh Yeah!

[Fierce is laying in the middle of the ring as Psycho goes to the top rope.]

Melvin: STILLBORN CRADLE!!! STILLBORN CRADLE!!!

Ross Carlisle: The cover…

ONE
TWO
THREE!!

Melvin: Oh yeah, the Hellhounds have done it!

[The bell ring. Jonnie Valentine delivers a slam to Misfit as the brawl continues. Cerberus gets up slowly, then delivers clotheslines to send out anyone still left attacking Psycho. Psycho looks hurt, but Jonnie Valentine signals them to keep attacking.]

DING
DING
DING

Ross Carlisle: Does someone want to tell these guys to quit already? They already won the tag belts, good grief!

DING
DING
DING

Ross Carlisle: They are still going at it, Jonnie Valentine included! Here comes security!

[Security rushes in and breaks up the melee. Jonnie Valentine signals for them to be still, and they obey. The Hellhounds take the belts as security escorts the KGB and the Soul Assassins to the back.]
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Nov 01, 2005 #2
[The lights in the arena fade out, until only a single white spotlight focuses on the 'Tron. Powerman 5000's "Stereotype" starts to play as the tron comes to life. Black and white footage starts to roll on the tron]


[Trap door in every step
Truth is I can't connect]

(Adrian taking a fireball to the face courtesy of Jonnie Valentine.)



(Footage of Adrian getting powerbombed by Mars, hitting a standing shooting star press onto Cerberus, planting Zeus with the "Revolver,")

[Where you at
It looks like cages]

(Adrian taking a "Stillborn Cradle" through the Aboriginal announce table)

[See a little, see a lot
Come around see what you're not]

(Adrian losing in the 1st round of the RSLL tourney to a technicality, then pinning Zeus with the "Revolver")

[Up and down, but never out]

(Adrian diving over the top rope with a flipping clothesline to save his brother from Mars)

[Last one here is left to shout]

(An image appears on the screen)



(followed by a huge blast of pyro that engulfs the stage and Adrian tanner walks out, head down, dressed in his usual attire of an open red Windbreaker jacket with AT in silver letter on the back, and a pair of Black pull apart pants with silver and blue flames running up the sides of the legs.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Adrian walks to the edge of the stage and finally looks up. A look of concern crosses his face as he notices the huge arena and crowd for the 1st time.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Adrian starts the long walk down the ramp, but stops, and looks out again toward the huge crowd. The concern grows as he takes a deep breath.)

[Sometimes the worst is best
Pick it up and beat the rest]

(More footage plays on the tron: Adrian giving everything he had to Mars, Adrian Powerbombing Cerberus through the Australian announce table, Adrian getting beaten down by the Hellhounds during his match with Jake Porter, Adrian taking a baseball bat to Porter's skull, and the unmasking as BBB's mystery partner, while the real Adrian continues his walk down the ramp.)

[Dig deep to find every scrap
Tragedy can make you laugh]

(Footage of Mars powerbombing Christian Tanner, The Hellhounds putting Christian through a table, rolling into Adrian clotheslining Mars, another angle on the powerbomb to Cerberus. Adrian once again hesitates, looking out to the crowd again, the look of concern turning into worry.)

[Sign up and sell your soul
What's that
It's rock and roll
Don’t get it, you never learn
Where it's cold, it's where you burn]

(Adrian takes another deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, but it does little good. He takes a few steps, and stops again. He notices a young kid in the front row with a sign that reads "Adrian's my hero." Adrian smiles and high fives the kid, takes another breath and walks to the ring.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Adrian stops in front of the ring and pulls off his track pants and jacket revealing his usual tights and a black t-shirt with "Kill Bill" in bold red writing on the front.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Doctored footage on the tron shows Uma Thurman slicing open a masked ninja with "BBB" written on his mask from different viewpoints as Adrian takes a few more deep breaths and slides into the ring.)

[You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereotype
Oh yeah!]

(Adrian walks to the nearest turnbuckle, climbs to the top and raises both arms)

[You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereotype
Yeah, yeah, allright]

[[BOOM!]]

(Multicolored streamers explode from all four turnbuckles in four simultaneous blasts.)

Now gather round
Look what I found
For you to duplicate]

(More footage, as Adrian jumps down from the turnbuckle. Adrian with a springboard moonsault onto Zeus, Adrian with a spinning DDT to Adam Se7en, Adrian with a corkscrew plancha onto Syberus and Excellence.)

[It's easy now
To hear the sound
It's time to recreate]

(The ninja appears again, blocking the 1st shot from Ms. Thurman, but falling to a leg sweep. Adrian leans in the far corner, trying to calm himself.)

[You’re evil rebel tortured soul has been rejected
Now walk the line and act exactly as expected
Let’s go!]

(On the tron, the ninja breaks free from Uma, but takes a superman logo embroidered sword to the back, from another ninja in a black suit with AT written on his mask. Adrian watches and smirks a bit.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype]

[You’re just a stereotype....]

(The song fades out, then fades into...The opening theme of “The Headless Children” by WASP begins and smoke fills the entrance ramp, ‘black lights’ cause a purplish glow as they flicker in the background. The main guitar riff hits and Triple B appears through the smoke, walking towards destiny)

Lou Jackson : LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, AND IS FOR THE RING SYNDICATE AUSTRALIAN HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!!!

INTRODUCING FIRST, HAILING TUCSON, ARIZONA AND COMING IN AT 6'2 & 222 LBS, ADRIAN TANNER JR!!!

[Nice pop from the crowd.]

AND INTRODUCING HIS OPPPONENT, HAILING FROM ASBURY PARK NEW JERSEY, AND COMING IN AT 6'5 AND 225 LBS, THE AUSTRALIAN HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, "TRIPLE B" BIG BAD BILL!!!!

[Huge pop from the crowd.]

Ross Carlisle : Referee Nick Tsalazidis calls for the bell, and this one is underway!

Ding, ding, ding!

Melvin : How did that fat turd get a gig down here at Genesis ref'ing this match, when my good old buddy Andrew Fulton was left back in Australia?

Ross Carlisle : Be glad of that fact pal, if he was here, you think you would be?

Melvin : Of course I would be, you probably wouldn’t, but me, I'm known as the new face of Ring Syndicate ya know!

[BBB and Adrian circle each other warily, they go to hook up, but Adrian pulls back.]

Ross Carlisle : Adrian pulling out of the hook up, man he looks nervous in there.

Melvin : Nervous! He looks like he is about to piss his pants!

Ross Carlisle : Well, he is in a strange land, and right here in the Tokyo Dome, in the biggest match of his career!

[They go to hook up again, and again Adrian pulls away, this time rolling out of the ring.]

Ross Carlisle : God, he is a nervous wreck in there!

[Adrian Tanner Jr. circles the ring, BBB looking down at him, an amused look on his face.]

Melvin : Get back in the ring ya choker!

[Adrian looks at Melvin, a look of terror on his face.]

Ross Carlisle : The kid is terrified, he slides into the ring, and BBB stands back, letting him get to his feet, then the two go to hook up again.

Melvin : He did it! Tanner actually hooked up with him!

Ross Carlisle : Both men jockeying for position, Bill digging them long fingers of his into the neck of Tanner.

Melvin : Jockeying? You think they are trying to ride a horse or something? And what’s with Bill and this long fingers crap, does he really think that will win him a match?

Ross Carlisle : It puts pressure on the carrarted artery, blocking the flow of blood to the brain.

Melvin : Really?

Ross Carlisle : Yep, it would knock a normal man out in moments, but these wrestlers put a lot of work into there bodies, and it doesn't have the same effect, but the damage takes its toll, rest assured.

[Melvin reaches over and digs his fingers into Ross' neck, and Ross falls limp in his chair.]

Melvin : Hey, what do you know, it really does work!

[Tanner reverses and tosses Bill into the ropes, and levels Triple B with a spinning drop kick.]

Melvin : Wow, what do you know, Tanner sucking it up, and it looks like instinct is taking over for him now, he seems to be blocking out the crowd, wouldn't you agree Rosscoe?

[Shot shows Ross still slumped in his chair.]

Melvin : That’s the smartest thing you have said all night!

[Tanner picks up BBB and body slams him to the mat, then delivers a nice atomic drop.]

Melvin : Bill in some trouble here folks, but its only early, who you think is going to come out on top in this one Rosscoe?

[Ross still slumped in his chair. Tanner locks Bill in an arm breaker, but Bill quickly reverses it into a reverse arm bar, with pressure point hold on the neck.]

Melvin : Big mistake there by Tanner, you can't wrestle with Triple B on the mat, he can tie you up in knots with all his martial arts sk....... AHHHHH! I can’t handle it, I don’t know how these play by play poofs do it!

[Melvin reaches back and smacks Ross across the back of the head, and hard, but it has the desired effect, and Ross comes to, rubbing the back of his head.]

Ross Carlisle : Ouch! What the heck just happened?

Melvin : Don't know man, you just collapsed! You know Rosscoe, you ought to take better care of yourself, i have been carrying the whole load out here while you literally sleep on the job!

[Tanner fights up to his feet, and Bill plants him right back on his back with a hip toss, then locks Tanner in a reverse hammer lock, this time adding pressure to the point of the shoulder.]

Ross Carlisle : I'm so sorry Melvin, I don’t know what happened, I just blacked out, maybe i should go see a doctor or something?

Melvin : Ohh no you don't! Your not leaving me out here alone to call this stuff, i may get paid a small fortune to be the face of Ring Syndicate, but not enough to do your job as well pal!

[Tanner struggling in the hammerlock, he tries to make his way towards the ropes to break the hold, but BBB releases the hammer lock, and then locks Tanner in a front face headlock.]

Ross Carlisle : Your right Melvin, I am a professional, and need to suck it up!

Melvin : You've been "sucking it up" all night pal, just call the damn match!

[Adrian trying to throw Bill of off him, but Bill just sits down, clamping on the headlock even harder, and the fans in the Tokyo Dome show there appreciation with a loud round of applause.]

Ross Carlisle : These fans here really getting into this one, they are unlike ........

Melvin : They are freaken nuts! A front face headlock! Come on! We want some action dammit!

Ross Carlisle : Action? Triple B is master in there, he grabs his opponents, and wears them down, true he may not be flashy like some, but i have been following the Australian region for quite a while, and he gets results!

Melvin : He sure does wear them down, but not in the ring, with his damn promo's!

[Tanner grabs a hold of Bills leg, but Bill shakes him off with a boot to the head, and then rolls to his feet.]

Ross Carlisle : There you go Melvin, that was a flashy move, see the way he somersaulted backwards to his feet?

Melvin : Yeah, I'm surprised these Japs didn't give him a standing ovation!

Ross Carlisle : You are too much.

[Adrian gets to his feet, and Triple B who was just waiting on him drills him with a vicious Ax kick.]

Ross Carlisle : Bill is just having his way with Adrian here, I'm not sure Adrian was ready for this match up.

Melvin : Of course he wasn't ready, the kid is barely out of high school, how’s he meant to compete with a seasoned pro like Bill! He should of brought his brothers here with him, but no, he wanted to "do it on his own", then he gets in the ring, see's all the people, and just freezes!

[Triple B jumps onto the second turnbuckle as Tanner gets up to his feet, then he flies bouncing off the turnbuckle connecting with a springing kick to the head of Tanner.]

Ross Carlisle : Shades of RVD there, and Triple B is turning this one up a notch.

[Bill drops for a cover.]

Referee Nick Tsalazidis : 1 .................. 2 ................... (Kick out by Adrian Tanner Jr.)

Ross Carlisle : Big kickout there by Tanner, he wont give up just yet.

Melvin : I'd bloody well hope not! This is the Ring Syndicates first big joint PPV, and imagine the humiliation he would have going back to Australia with a quick loss like that!

Ross Carlisle : You shouldn't underestimate him Melvin, its still early days here, anything could happen.

[Triple B goes for a right hand punch, slamming his fist right into Adrian’s face, and Adrian drops in a heap to the canvas.]

Ross Carlisle : Bill has lighting quick hands.

[Bill pulls Adrian to his feet and tosses him into the ropes, but Adrian reverses it and sends Bill into the ropes, dropping him with a drop toe hold.]

Melvin : Ha, Tanner giving Bill a bit of his own medicine there with a nice trip.

Ross Carlisle : Who are you going for Melvin, you seem to be hanging it on both guys a fair bit!

Melvin : I'm not going for either of them, and its my job to hang it on them, yours is to put them over, so get back to it!

Ross Carlisle : Bill kips back up to his feet, FLIPPING CLOTHESLINE! Tanner just flattened BBB with that flipping clothesline!

Melvin : Bill in a bit of trouble here, and Tanner smells an opening.

Ross Carlisle : Bill again getting quickly to his feet, trying to stem the flow, but Tanner is up to the task, and clocks him with a jumping enziguri to the back of the head!

Melvin : Tanner looks around at the huge crowd, and as Bill again gets up to his feet, this time a bit slower, Tanner lifts him up and drops him with devastating force with a TKO!

Ross Carlisle : He calls it the Paradise Valley Plunge Melvin.

Melvin : Good for him!

[Tanner climbs the top rope.]

Ross Carlisle : Tanner really going for the high flying moves, he knows he cant go toe to toe with Bill, and is going for the high flying moves here to put him away!

[Adrian Tanner Jr. steadies himself on the top turnbuckle, then flies, connecting with a beautiful 450 splash.]

Ross Carlisle : HE GOT HIM! Adrian nailed it, and hangs on for a cover.

Referee Nick Tsalazidis : 1 ................ 2 ................. (Triple B kicks out.)

[Tanner slams the mat in frustration.]

Ross Carlisle : Tanner gets back to his feet, and tosses BBB into the ropes, but Bill reverses it, and then runs off into the other ropes, and Bill just pole axe's Tanner with a huge corkscrew spear! The Unfettered Might!

[Melvin smacks Ross across the back of the head.]

Ross Carlisle : HEY! What the hell do you think your doing!

Melvin : Just trying to help you out, you passed out again man.

Ross Carlisle : I did not, Bill just ran through Adrian with the Unfettered Might! What’s your capper?

Melvin : That’s what you think, that happened ten minutes ago.

Ross Carlisle (looking at Melvin dubiously) : You better not be screwing with me!

Melvin : Trust me! I don't know what you have been "taking" over here in Japan, but i think you need to find some new connections!

[Both men get to there feet, and Tanner swings with a wild punch that Bill blocks, and Bill then delivers a flurry of devastating punches, rocking Tanner.]

Ross Carlisle : What connections? I don't any of that crap!

Melvin : Well then maybe you are right, I’m sorry, but i was just getting a bit bored.

Ross Carlisle : So you slapped me? What’s wrong with you man, these two men are giving us there all right here!

[Triple B goes for a head scissors, but Adrian counters it, holding onto Bill, and planting him with the Styles Clash.]

Ross Carlisle : HI - LIGHT - ER!!! What a counter!

Melvin : Sure was, where did he pull that from?

Ross Carlisle : You know something, i am getting pretty sick and tired of your negativity, you got a lot of learning to do pal!

Melvin : Do not!

Ross Carlisle : Your behaving like a child!

Melvin : I know you are!

Ross Carlisle : ARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

[Adrian with a Pendulum backbreaker.]

Ross Carlisle : Tanner really taking over in this one, he is over his initial nerves, and looks great right now!

[Tanner locks in an inverted surfboard, with chin lock.]

Ross Carlisle : Adrian now going to work on the back of Bill!

Melvin : Not for long, Ninja boy just rolled out of that, don’t ask me how, but he did!

Ross Carlisle : These ninja's can contort the body into almost any position you know.

Melvin : Then find me a female one! These geisha girls are fun and all, but a bit of flexibility would come in handy later tonight!

Ross Carlisle : You are encourageable!

[Bill with a wheel kick to the head of Tanner, then another, then another, this time to the chin and another to the head.]

Ross Carlisle : Dazzling series of kicks there by Bill, and Deadly effective!

[Tanner tries to get to his feet, but Bill grabs him by the ears, drops to his back, and flips Tanner over with his feet.]

Ross Carlisle : Man, I hear it every week when i watch No Mans Land, (cheap plug), but this guy really is the most unorthodox wrestler i have ever seen!

Melvin : That’s because he isn’t a wrestler, he is a martial artist, and a true wrestler can beat a martial arts pansy any day of the week!

Ross Carlisle : We'll see about that, he looks to be doing just fine to me!

[Triple B drops to his knees, and rocks Tanner with a raised open hand.]

Ross Carlisle : Look out, that’s the set up to the Dis Locator!

Melvin : Looks like young Tanner has done his homework, he just rolled straight out of the ring as Bill was trying to lock in the Dis Locator!

[Tanner motions to his head, saying he is too smart for that, and Bill bounces off the ropes, going through the them to the outside with a baseball slide kick.]

Ross Carlisle : No! Tanner moves out of the way, and Triple B falls to the floor in a heap!

[Adrian picks up Triple B and plants him on the outside floor with a reverse crucifix powerbomb.]

Melvin : Wow, Tanner might just pull this one off, Triple B is in a world of hurt right now.

Ross Carlisle : He is going to pull it off Melvin, i can just feel it, a new champion is on the way!

[Adrian jumps onto the apron, and as BBB gets to his feet, Adrian springboards to the floor, catching BBB with a Hurricanrana, and then slides down it and drills Bill with a spinning DDT.]

Ross Carlisle : Love Potion Number 10!

[Tanner rolls Bill into the ring, and then slides in behind him.]

Ross Carlisle : Bill getting groggily to his feet, and Tanner goes to finish him off with a Superkick, but Bill moves out of the way.

[Tanner swings a left, that Triple B parries, then a right, but Triple B parries that as well.]

Ross Carlisle : Unbelievable, after all the punishment Adrian has given him, BBB able to parrie them shots.

[Triple B reaches out, and grabs Adrian by the shirt.]

Melvin : Looks like he is going for another one of them flips!

Ross Carlisle : BBB with a hold of the shirt, your right Melvin, he falls onto his back, and goes to flip Tanner with his feet, but Adrian hooks onto the legs, and bridges for a cover!

Referee Nick Tsalazidis : 1 .....................



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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Melvin : Holly #*&%!!!

Ross Carlisle : He got him! We got a new champ, this is incredible. I take my hat off to both men, Triple B has been a great champion for Australia, and now Adrian Tanner gets his chance!

["The Science Of Selling Yourself Short" By less Than Jake hits, and referee Nick Tsalazidis goes to present the belt to Adrian, but Triple B grabs the belt off of him, and then presents it to Adrian himself, to a huge pop from the crowd. Bill then shakes Adrian’s hand and leaves the ring as Adrian jumps to the turnbuckle, holding it up for everyone to see.]

Ross Carlisle : Wow, what a moment, and how about Triple B, what a true gentleman.

Melvin : Yeah, for now, but wait till the resentment kicks in, wait till he sits on that flight for 18 hours, with nothing to think about but loosing his belt, what your back Tanner, you may be the champ now, but that’s the easy part, now he's got to keep hold of it, with every superstar down there gunning for him!

[The lights in the arena go off, and Holy Grail by The Hunters & Collectors hits as the tron lights up with a close up of the Ring Syndicate World Heavyweight Title.]

Woke up this morning from the strangest dream
I was in the biggest army the world has ever seen
We were marching as one
On the road to the holy grail

[Shot of the packed crowd at the Tokyo Dome.]

Started out seeking fortune and glory
It's a short song but a hell of a story
When you spend lifetime trying to get your hands
On the holy grail

[Various shots of RDK, Adam Plummer and Adam Haven.]

We'll have you heard about the great crusade
We ran into millions, but nobody got paid
Yeah we raised four corners of the globe
For the holy grail

[Close up of a bleeding Adam Haven]

All the locals scattered, they were hiding in the snow
We were so far home, so how were we to know
There be nothing left to plunder
When we stumble on the holy grail

[Shot of RDK sitting in his jail cell.]

We were full of beans
But we were dying like flies
And those big black birds, they were circling in the sky
And you know what they say, yeah, nobody deserves to die

[Shot of A7 sitting in a night club with Yuki and Suki all over him.]

You know I, I've been searching for an easy way
To escape the cold light of day
I've been high and I've been low
But I've nowhere else to go

[Shot of Adam Haven holding all of his titles.]

There's nowhere else to go

[Split screen shot off all three men, A7, RDK and Adam Haven.]

And I've followed orders
God knows where I've been
But I woke up alone
All my wounds were clean
I'm still here
I'm still a fool for the holy grail

[The split scene remains, with the title blending into the background.]

Oh yeah I'm a fool for the holy grail.

“Cashout” by Fugazi hits as the ‘Tron spells out, “I TOOK THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED… AND THAT HAS MADE ALL THE DIFFERENCE.” Red fog begins to stream out across the stage as the first verse kicks in, and A7 makes his first appearance. Staring intently, he slowly looks from left to right as he makes his way down the ramp. Once in the ring, he climbs the middle turnbuckle and stares down the announcers without gesturing. Then, he hops down and leans against the ropes, arms crossed, waiting for the match to begin.

“Sober” by Tool begins playing over the loudspeakers as two blood red spotlights hit on the centre of the stage. Haven emerges from behind the curtains and stands in the centre of the spotlights in the crucifix pose. Haven walks slowly down the ramp then rolls under the bottom rope and either sits or stands in a corner. He glances over at Adam Seven in the opposite corner, and then his attention turns back to the Stage.

“My Generation” by Limp Bizkit hits and the lights go out and come back on black light typed. RDK walks to the ring doing Ric Flair struts now and then. He charges up the stairs and up the top rope and gives a 2 finger salute with the index and middle finger.

Ring Announcer: “Ladies and Gentlemen… this triple threat contest is scheduled for elimination rules, and it is for the Heavyweight Championship of the World!”

“Introducing the participants in the ring at this time… first, weighing in at 255 lbs, he is a former International Wrestling Alliance International Champion… this is ADAM SEVEN!”

“And one of his opponents, hailing from Cincinnati Ohio and weighing in at 252 lbs, he is a former Ultimate Championship Wrestling Heavyweight Champion… this is ADAM HAVEN!”

“And finally, from Charlotte, North Carolina and weighing in at 295 lbs… he is the current reigning German Heavyweight Champion… REAL DEAL KILLA!”

Ross Carlisle: “Well here we are. Ring Syndicate has been picking up steam over the last few weeks, and now the time has come to crown our World Heavyweight Champion!”

Melvin: “Yeah, the calibre of talent in the main event is outstanding isn’t it?”

Ross Carlisle: “Well yeah, it is.”

Melvin: “I was being sarcastic, dumbass. Cobryn is still contracted by Ring Syndicate isn’t he?”

Ross Carlisle: “Uh… yes.”

Melvin: “And is he out here? Ooooh no. So do you want to take bets now?”

Ross Carlisle: “For what?”

Melvin: “For how long it’s going to take for RDK to get butchered.”

Ross Carlisle: “How about you try and call this match like a normal person?”

Melvin: “Isn’t that less fun?”

Referee Don El Don rings the bell to signal the opening of the match. The three competitors begin to look at each other in an attempt to find out the best course of action.

Ross Carlisle: “The suspense is killing me.”

Melvin: “Yes, it’s gripping isn’t it. Oh my God! They’re LOOKING at each other!”

Ross Carlisle: “Shut up, shut up now.”

Adam Haven and Adam Seven quickly double team Real Deal Killa and forces him back against the ropes and into the turnbuckle. They then begin to lay in with some hard kicks to the gut of RDK.

Melvin: “Ten seconds it is! I win the bet.”

Ross Carlisle: “What are you talking about? I never took that bet.”

Melvin: “Just shut up and give me ten bucks.”

Ross Carlisle: “Things are certainly looking bad for Real Deal Killa early on in this match-up. Haven and Seven clearly want things to end up between themselves, as they attempt to beat RDK out of this match in the early goings. Double team whip to the opposite corner… and now look at this team work, Haven and Seven lift the big man into a backdrop! Seven with a hook of the leg!”

Referee Don El Don:

1….


(kickout)

Melvin: “You won’t even beat that curtain-jerker with a backdrop, double team or not.”

Ross Carlisle: “That “curtain-jerker” is the German Heavyweight Champion.”

Melvin: “Please. I could win that thing with my eyes closed and my arms tied together.”

Ross Carlisle: “Yeah okay… well Haven and Seven still carry on with the teaming up here, as Haven locks on a sleeper and Seven uses an arm bar on RDK’s right arm.”

Real Deal Killa is struggling to make his way to the ropes, or otherwise break the two holds. Haven and Seven are relentless however, and RDK is having trouble moving the two men closer to the ropes.

Ross Carlisle: “Big trouble for the seven foot RDK. Haven and Seven won’t let go any time soon.”

Haven and Seven both let go.

Melvin: “You were saying?”

Ross Carlisle: “Shut up.”

The two Adams go back to stomping on Real Deal Killa, and drop a few elbows onto the small of the back. RDK rolls out of the ring in an attempt to recuperate.

Ross Carlisle: “Smart thinking by Real Deal Killa there, as he escapes from the double team for a moment.”

Melvin: “Yeah yeah, not for long. They’re going after him.”

Ross Carlisle: “They sure are, Haven and Seven follow RDK to the outside, but RDK with a clothesline to Seven knocks him down, and then follows with the same to Haven!”

Real Deal Killa hits both men down, then picks up Seven again and whips him into the guard rail barrier. RDK then rolls Haven back into the ring.

Ross Carlisle: “Seven is down for the time being, luckily for him the referee is too concerned with the action in the ring right now to count him out. RDK now has Haven all alone. Real Deal Killa with a hard Suplex to Haven… wait though, Seven’s back into the ring… nice low dropkick by Haven takes the big man’s legs form under him!”

Seven is now the only man standing, after RDK suplexed Haven and Seven dropkicked RDK. Seven lifts the 295 lbs Real Deal Killa back to his feet.

Ross Carlisle: “Remember this match is elimination style rules. The first pin just takes a man out… and Seven just took Real Deal Killa over the top rope! RDK hits the mat below… and now Seven goes after Haven!”

Melvin: “Well there goes the double team.”

Ross Carlisle: “Seven is working on the arms of Adam Haven as he puts Haven in a hammerlock… uncomfortable to say the least.”

Melvin: “Yeah.”

Ross Carlisle: “Ouch, Seven is really yanking on that hammerlock. That does not look nice for Adam Haven.”

Melvin: “Yeah.”

Ross Carlisle: “Seven releases the hold though… and floats over into a sleeper hold!”

Melvin: “Yeah.”

Ross Carlisle: “…what are you doing?”

Melvin: “Nothing, I just want it to look like I’m paying attention.”

Ross Carlisle: “I’d rather you just sit there and be quiet. Meanwhile… Haven has managed to reach the ropes which means Seven has to let go of that sleeper hold obviously. But Seven buries a knee into the arm of Haven! That had to hurt!”

Haven cradles the arm that Seven just slammed his knee into. It obviously hurt a lot.”

Melvin: “That’s bad, Ross. That’s real bad. Gosh, look how bad that is, that’s just bad.”

Ross Carlisle: “Seriously, I’d prefer it if you just sit there and say nothing.”

Melvin: “Nah they might fire me.”

Ross Carlisle: “Well Haven could be working with one arm now, thanks to that knee by Seven. Haven is fighting back the best he can now, with some elbows to the jaw of Seven as he gets back to his feet. Seven coming back… but Haven catches him out with a drop toe hold! Now it’s Haven’s turn to lay in the attacks and he does so with those kicks to the back of Seven… but watch out! RDK out of nowhere just planted a boot right into the face of Haven!

Melvin: “Hey, he’s back.”

Ross Carlisle: “Very astute. Real Deal Killa returns the favour from before, as he throws Seven out of the ring!”

Melvin: “Yeah.”

Ross Carlisle: “Don’t even start with that again. Real Deal Killa’s attention has turned to Haven now, and the big man sets Haven up… POWERBOMB! Haven’s down!”

The Japanese crowd go berserk at the first real high impact move of the match.

Melvin: “Well looks like this one’s over. I’ll be in my trailer.”

Melvin gets up.

Referee Don El Don:

1….


2-(kickout)

Melvin sits down.

Melvin: “Damnit.”

Ross Carlisle: “It’s elimination anyway, you idiot. Even if Haven hadn’t of kicked out the match wouldn’t be over.”

Melvin: “Oh God you’re right. How long d’you think we’ll be here for?”

Ross Carlisle: “As long as it takes. Real Deal Killa looks as if he’s going for it again… but look out, Seven comes back with a flying forearm to RDK, knocking the big man down again! Seven is all fired up and he’s nailing those right hands to the jaw of RDK.”

Melvin: “Oh my God, look!”

Ross Carlisle: “What?”

Melvin: “Look! Look!”

Ross Carlisle: “What? Where?!”

Melvin: “Nothing, just wanted to annoy you.”

Ross Carlisle: “Damnit Melvin I’m trying to call a match here!”

Melvin: “And a stellar job you’re doing as well.”

Ross Carlisle: “Just be quiet. Haven is getting back to his feet, and Seven is still attacking Real Deal Killa. Seven’s back up… and he turns around right into a Spinebuster by Haven! Haven falls into the cover!”

Referee Don El Don:

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2….


(kickout)

Ross Carlisle: “Not enough that time. Haven’s going to try something else now though, as he drags Seven back to his feet. Haven takes Seven over to the turnbuckle… wait, Haven’s setting up Seven for a superplex!

Melvin: “Yay, an interesting move at last!”

Ross Carlisle: “Haven’s taking it all the way to the top rope… this is a very dangerous predicament… HE HITS IT! Haven and Seven both went crashing to the canvas below! What a superplex by Haven!”

Once again the Japanese crowd rupture into applause.

Ross Carlisle: “That must have done tremendous damage to both men… and look at this, Real Deal Killa is back up to take advantage!”

Melvin: “This is probably the most interesting point in the match… well I’m going to the bathroom. Cover me.”

Ross Carlisle: “What the?! Cover you? You don’t do anything anyway.”

Melvin: “Just antagonize yourself for a few minutes, I’ll be right back.”

Ross Carlisle: “What an idiot… well folks Real Deal Killa has Haven by the hair… and look out, RDK is setting Haven up for another powerbomb! If he hits this then you have to believe that it’s over for Haven!”

RDK sets Haven up in the powerbomb position, but Haven takes hold of RDK’s legs and takes him down. Haven then quickly drops a leg onto RDK’s head, to keep him down.

Ross Carlisle: “Quick thinking by Haven to follow up with a leg drop there. Seven’s back up form that Superplex… a shot to Haven… and he sets him up… Snap Suplex right onto RDK! Plummer just suplexed Haven onto his other opponent, which did damage to both men. Smart move by Seven!”

Seven rolls Haven off of Real Deal Killa, and then hooks the leg of RDK for a cover.

Referee Don El Don:

1….


2……



(kickout)

Ross Carlisle: “Close one there for Adam Seven. He tension is beginning to build here, this match could go any way. Adam Haven is starting to get back to his feet now, Seven is already up. RDK is starting to come round, and all three of these men are far from fresh at this point in the match.”

Seven runs at Haven, but Haven pulls down on the ropes and sends Seven flying over them.

Ross Carlisle: “Haven just sent Seven for another ride! But wait, RDK is back up! RDK is back up! Haven walks right into the Bench Press… and the Slam! RDK calls it the Hellraiser, and he could put Haven away with it right there!”

Referee Don El Don:

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Thr-(kickout)

Ross Carlisle: “Haven kicked out! How close was that?!”

Melvin: “I’m back, what did I miss?”

Ross Carlisle: “What didn’t you miss?!”

Melvin: “You can’t answer a question with another question!”

Ross Carlisle: “Haven just nearly got eliminated from this match! What a slam by RDK!”

Melvin: “Oh so not much then. I was kind of hoping it’d be over by the time I got back.”

Ross Carlisle: “How can you not be excited? This is for our World title! Adam Seven is once again back into the ring and he drops Real Deal Killa with a DDT! Seven goes back to work on Haven now as he locks and armbar onto the weakened arm from before. Seven is playing it smart here tonight, working on that arm of Haven. Haven is going to find it very hard to hit that Burning Hammer with only one arm.”

Melvin: “Watch out for RDK!”

Ross Carlisle: “…RDK isn’t moving. He just got DDT’d by Seven.”

Melvin: “Maybe that’s what he wants you to think.”

Ross Carlisle: “Uhuh… well Seven still has that arm lock on Haven, who looks to be in a great deal of pain. Haven is fighting to get to the ropes… and he does, the hold must be broken now. Seven’s not letting go though!”

Referee Don El Don:

“Come on, let go Seven!”

1…

2…

3…

4…

Ross Carlisle: “And Seven finally lets go just before the referee counted to five. The damage has damn sure been done though. We can see that Haven is cradling that arm and quite frankly that doesn’t surprise me. How is Haven going to come back from this one.”

Seven turns around and is unexpectedly planted by a hard spinebuster from a revived Real Deal Killa.

Melvin: “Spinebuster! See, I told you he was playing mind games with us all… he was ok the whole time.”

Ross Carlisle: “That may be so. RDK drops down into a cover on Adam Seven, and with a spinebuster like that it could be over!”

Referee Don El Don:

1…..



2…….



(kickout)

Ross Carlisle: “No! It’s not over yet!”

Melvin: “Damn!”

Ross Carlisle: “Haven is struggling to get back to his feet… RDK spots him getting back up… but Haven with a drop toe hold sends Real Deal Killa into the bottom turnbuckle face first!”

Melvin: “Seven’s back up…”

Ross Carlisle: “RDK’s down… Haven turns around… THE TURNING OF THE WORM!”

Melvin: “It’s over!”

Ross Carlise: “Elimination remember, but Seven hooks the leg of Haven!”

Referee Don El Don:

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3 ! ! !

Ross Carlisle: “Haven is GONE!”

The crowd erupt at the first elimination.

Ring Announcer: “Ladies and Gentlemen, Adam Haven has been eliminated from this contest!”

Melvin: “Not far off the finish now…”

Ross Carlisle: “Haven just got dropped by the Turning of the Worm by Seven, and now it’s down to Seven and Real… Deal… Killa!”

Seven rolls the prone Haven away from the centre of the ring, and quickly starts to stomp on RDK, not wasting any time to celebrate his pin over Haven.

Ross Carlisle: “Seven quickly on the attack now, but the big man RDK is fighting back as well. RDK is trying to get back to his feet… but a low dropkick again from Seven stops that from happening, and now look at this, Seven locking on a half Boston Crab!”

Melvin: “Tap! Tap out!”

Ross Carlisle: “Seven just dragged RDK into the centre of the ring, and he has the Half Crab locked on tight!

Real Deal Killa is trying to drag Seven towards the nearest rope. Seven tries to keep him in the centre, but RDK is slowly moving towards the edge.

Ross Carlisle: “RDK has the rope, Seven has to let go. This one is really heating up now, and it’s down to two men.”

Melvin: “Yeah my money’s on Seven.”

Ross Carlisle: “Well that’s your opinion, it’s not quite over yet. Seven has released the Boston Crab, and Real Deal Killa is getting back to his feet…”

Melvin: “Seven takes a run…”

Ross Carlisle: “Watch out! RDK caught Seven by the throat!”

Melvin: “CHOKESLAM!”

The crowd once again go ballistic.

Ross Carlisle: “RDK just planted Seven! This match is as good as done, and RDK is into the cover!”

Referee Don El Don:

1….



2…..



Thr-(kickout)

Ross Carlisle: “No! I don’t believe it!”

Melvin: “Believe it, baby. Seven’s still in this match. I told you he’d win.”

Ross Carlisle: “He hasn’t won yet.”

Melvin: “A mere technicality.”

Ross Carlisle: “Real Deal Killa is visibly frustrated and rightfully so. That was his best chance so far to get a pin attempt, and it would have won him the World Heavyweight title.”

Melvin: “But it didn’t. Although Seven looks as if he doesn’t have any bones left right now… that’s beside the point. He kicked out.”

Ross Carlisle: “Quite right. Seven looks worse for ware. Wait a minute… keep an eye on Adam Haven!”

Melvin: “Hey! Haven’s got a chair!”

Ross Carlisle: “Yeah and call me crazy but I think he intends to use it! Haven’s back in the ring, and the referee spots him!”

Melvin: “Referee Don El Don is trying to get that chair from Haven… to no avail, I might add.”

Ross Carlisle: “But RDK hits Haven with a boot to the face! Haven’s back down!”

Melvin: “Wait a minute! Seven is back up!”

Ross Carlisle: “RDK sees him… he lifts Seven into the Bench Press, and down into that Hellraiser slam again! Seven just got nailed by that Hellraiser, and after the effects of that Chokeslam, this MUST be all!”

Referee Don El Don:

1…

Adam Haven attacks the referee.

Ross Carlisle: “What the hell?! Haven just nailed the referee with the steel chair! The referee is out cold!”

Melvin: “Yeah, but RDK is back up!”

Ross Carlisle: “Haven drills RDK as well! Now wait… don’t tell me!”

Melvin: “Haven just lifted RDK into the torture rack! RDK is like 300 lbs!!”

Ross Carlisle: “BURNING HAMMER!”

Melvin: “Holy Sh*t!”

The crowd give the loudest ovation of the night and burst into cheers and applause at the sight of a 300 lbs man being dropped on his head. Adam Haven is the only man standing, as Seven, RDK and the referee lay absolutely motionless. Haven stands in the crucifix pose and looks around at the carnage, before finally deciding to leave as he makes his way out of the ring and up the ramp.

Ross Carlisle: “Real Deal Killa might be dead! I don’t believe it! The Burning Hammer from Adam Haven leaves RDK motionless!”

Melvin: “Now no one’s moving… this is nice.”

Ross Carlisle: “Haven made his mark tonight! Both competitors and the referee are now down, and this match could go any way from here.”

Melvin: “Ha! Look, Seven’s starting to move!”

Ross Carlisle: “Seven is crawling over to RDK. Imagine what these men are feeling right now. Seven drapes an arm over RDK!”

Melvin: “Damn! There’s no frickin’ referee!”

Ross Carlisle: “Yeah Referee Don El Don had his lights dimmed by a Chair shot from Haven!”

There is no movement in the ring, Adam Seven has his arm over Real Deal Killa for a good 20 seconds, but there is no referee available to make the count, and Seven used his last ounce of strength to cover RDK.

Ross Carlisle: “We need another referee out here right now!”

Melvin: “Wait… Don El Don is coming round I think.”

Referee Don El Don is just coming to his senses, and manages to see the cover made by Seven.

Ross Carlisle: “The referee sees the cover!”

Referee Don El Don:

1…..




2……


With an inexplicable burst of energy, Seven floats over Real Deal Killa and traps a leg under his armpit, then locking on a front naked choke to form the Paradoxical Complex.

Melvin: “What the hell?”

Ross Carlisle: “Seven snapped into action and locks on his submission! Where the hell did he get that from?!”

Melvin: “God knows, but RDK is out of it, I doubt he even knows how to tap after the Burning Hammer from haven.”

Ross Carlisle: “You’re right… the referee knows this too… looks like Don El Don is going to try dropping RDK’s hand. If it drops three times this one’s over!”

Referee Don El Don: (Dropping RDK’s hand)

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3 ! ! !

Ross Carlisle: “It’s over! It’s over!”

Melvin: “I knew it!”

Ross Carlisle: “Adam Seven is the World Heavyweight Champion!”

The Japanese crowd are busy bursting into the loudest round of applause and cheers so far. Excitable bunch, aren’t they?

Ring Announcer: “Ladies and Gentlemen… THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION….ADAM SEVEN!”

Confetti begins to fall and “Cashout” by Fuzagi plays again.

Ross Carlisle: “Well what a match this was! Adam Haven did the damage with a Burning Hammer to the 295 lb Real Deal Killa… and then Seven with a rush of energy locked on his front naked choke for the referee to drop RDK’s hand three times and pick up the win. What a night!”

Melvin: “I told you that Seven would win. I knew it all along!”

Adam Seven is being helped to his feet by a few referee’s, as attendants also check on RDK. Seven receives his World Heavyweight Championship belt, and raises it in the air. The camera fades from the scene