Overtaken : Sept 2005

[SWAT Team]

The scene cuts backstage at the Springfield community centre, the backstage area is busy with ring crew, media and various road agents. The camera moves through the backstage areas soaking in all the activity that is happening.

The camera moves around and into view steps the Australian Heavyweight Champion Sly Fondell, Jada and two policemen. Sly is dressed in his ring attire, his golden robe shimmering in the backstage light, as usual Jada looks incredible in a tight almost sprayed on red catsuit. One of the cops has a steel effect briefcase handcuffed to his wrist.

The camera zooms in for a closer view.

Sly: .......And make sure that it's locked up in the safe, nice and tight baby.

Jada kisses Sly and walks away with the two policemen.

Sly continues to walk down the corridor, ignoring the camera, except to flash his famous smug smirk

As Sly goes to turn a corner, Fifi the SWAT backstage interviewer almost bumps into him, Sly looks at Fifi, a brief flash of anger crosses his handsome face.

Sly: Hey watch the robe!

Fifi: Sorry Sly, I was actually trying to find you for a quick interview, if that's okay?

Fondell sighs and nods his head

Fifi: So what's in the briefcase?

Sly: Not that it's actually any of your concern but seeing as I'm in a good mood I'll tell you. I'm a man of my word Fifi, a man who upholds all the ideals of what a champion is, so I brought along the cash to keep my end of the deal

Fifi: The refunds for all the crowd here tonight, if Genity beats you?

Crowd pop loudly.

Sly: Yeah, more money than any of these fans can make in a lifetime is in that case, but in the case is where it's gonna stay. There is more chance of Soutter going on a intensive diet than there is Genity actually having a chance in the match tonight, never mind beating me.

Fifi: But what if you do lose, not only will Genity be the new Australian champion, but you will be paying for the fans to see it!

Sly's handsome features darken as he stares at Fifi

Sly: You really should have learned your lesson by now, what happens when you ask The Ace stupid questions?

Fifi: But...

Sly steps in real close to Fifi, staring down at her, eyes blazing.

Sly: You suffer ... thats what happens and this time

Fondell has a quick look around and smirks evily.

Sly: There is no knight in white shining armour to protect you

Fondell moves in even closer, Fifi looks scared, real scared, Sly takes hold of her hair roughly.........

A hand appears above Fondells right shoulder and taps away

Sly slowly turns around, coming face to face with...

Adrian Tanner: "Ahem."

Sly lets go of Fifi and turns fully around to face Adrian.

Fondell: "Well, well ... if it isnt Lil Spike Tanner. Come to oggle MY title some more?"

[Adrian looks past Sly, over at Fifi, giving her a look like "what the hell are you still doing here?" She takes the hint and leaves.]

Adrian: "Nah, I just wanted to wish you good luck...."

[Fondell looks stunned.]

Adrian: "On your_last_day as Australian Champion."

[The Crowd explodes!]

Fondell: "Hah! You wish, junior. Who's gonna stop me? You?"

Adrian: "Nah..."

[All of a sudden, BRANDON FERNANDEZ walks into the scene, carrying a sign with "NINJA!" written in big bold letters.]

Fondell: "Riight. You know, your brother said the same thing about Bruno. How is he doing, by the way?"

[Sly gives his usual cocky smirk. Adrian's pissed, but he keeps his cool.]

Adrian: "My brother sends his regards. Oh, and he said to "watch your back."

[Adrian smirks.]

Fondell: "I'd tell him to watch his ... but, y'know ..."

[Adrian fumes, Brandon quickly jumps in front of him, holding him back. Sly begins backpedalling, smiling as he walks away.]

Adrian: "Keep talking, Sly. You'll get yours soon enough!"

Brandon: "C'mon man, he's gone."

[Cut to the ring]

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker-Next up ladies and gentlemen, it’s the SWAT Australian Heavyweight Championship title match, between Genity Howard and Sly Fondell.

Andrew Fulton-That’s right, and we’re only a few moments away from never having to see Genity Howard ever again.

Jeremy Tucker-Don’t be so fast Fulton, because we just might be a few moments away from watching every single fan in attendance tonight, leave here with an extra large smile on their face, and money in their pocket.

[The Offspring’s "Lightning Rod" strikes up throughout the arena, as Genity slowly walks to the ring. Seemingly more focused than ever before. He rolls in, with the music continuing to play, and mounts the turnbuckle, looking out to the crowd.]

"I am waiting
On a mountaintop
For the moment that the sky will strike"

[He dips his head and clenches his fists, a fire rising from within his being. His body twitches.]

"My apologies
Are forever lost
Soon to ashes in a flash of light"

[Genity strikes a heroic pose, bends and palms his face, and at the word 'light' goes into a spinning backflip as a blast of pyro shoots up from the ringposts. He lands on all fours, slowly ripping the mask off and tossing it outside.]

Jeremy Tucker-If tonight is Genity’s last match, I guarantee you that he’s going to put every single thing that he has to give into it.

Andrew Fulton-Well twice before, everything that he’s had to give hasn’t been enough. So he’d better dig even deeper than that, if we wants to maintain a job in this profession.

[“Girls, Girls, Girls by Motley Crew strikes up, as pyro's of Silver and Gold Blast from both sides of the entrance and out walks Sly Fondell, arrogantly struting his way to the ring, smoothing his hair and preening himself. He is followed by Jada who is clapping her man on to success.]

Andrew Fulton-And here comes the SWAT Australia Heavyweight Champion, looking as only he can.

[Sly stops in the aisle way, noticing a fan carrying a Genity sign. Sly takes the sign away from the fan, ripping it to shreds.]

Jeremy Tucker-Oh yeah, there’s a big man for you. Picking on someone more than half his size. With any luck, he’ll be refunding that kid his money by the time this match is ov….

[While antagonizing the fan, Sly doesn’t notice Genity getting a running start, and flying over the top rope with a somersault plancha.]

Crowd-OOOOOOHHHH!!!!

Jeremy Tucker-To hell with the introductions, Genity’s career in on the line here, and he’s going to do whatever it takes to walk out with that title.

Andrew Fulton-That’s no fair, Sly wasn’t ready. And look at Jada, she just barely managed to get the hell out of the way.

Jeremy Tucker-Howard mounting Fondell, and going to town on him with rights and lefts. Sly hasn’t even taken his belt off yet.

[The ref instructs Genity to bring it inside, to which he does by picking up Sly and rolling him into the ring.]

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

Jeremy Tucker-And this match has officially started, and Genity’s not letting up as he stomps away on Sly in the corner.

Andrew Fulton-Let him up you mummified asshole!

[As Sly slumps in the corner, Genity pulls the Australia Heavyweight belt from around Sly’s waist, and raises it to the crowd, who explodes with applause. The ref then takes it away and gives it to the timekeeper, as Genity goes back to work on Fondell.]

Jeremy Tucker-Howard pulls Sly to his feet, and gives him a knifedge chop to the chest that echoes throughout the arena.

SMACK!!!

Crowd-WHOOOOOO!!!

SMACK!!!!

Crowd-WHOOOOOO!!!

SMACK!!!

Crowd-WHOOOOOO!!!

Andrew Fulton-Ric Flair doesn’t work here, you idiots. Stop with the “whooing”.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity goes for the irish whip into the opposite corner, but wait, Sly won’t budge.

Andrew Fulton-He’s holding on to that turnbuckle for dear life.

[Genity gives Sly a kick to the midsection, breaking Sly’s grip, and attempts the irish whip. But Sly blocks it, and uses Genity’s momentum against him to deliver a hard clothesline that knocks Genity head over heels.]

WHACK!!!

Crowd-OOOHHHHHH!!!

Jeremy Tucker-Fondell just nearly took Howard’s head off with that clothesline.

Andrew Fulton-Haha, look at the big, badass mummy now. He’s floundering on the mat like a fish out of water.

Jeremy Tucker-Fondell rolls him over for the cover…

One…Two…No!

Jeremy Tucker-Howard gets the shoulder up.

[As the crowds boos, Sly takes a second to pose and runs his hand through his hair, while Jada applauds on the outside.]

Jeremy Tucker-Sly pulling Genity to his feet, and delivers a hard snap suplex.

Andrew Fulton-Stay on him Sly.

Jeremy Tucker-Sly pulls Howard to his feet again, and delivers an overhead belly to belly suplex.

Andrew Fulton-Cover him, cover him.

One…Two…No!

[Genity wenches around on the canvas, grabbing his back in pain, as Sly continues to mock him by posing for the crowd, who are trying to get Genity back into the match.]

Crowd-GEN-I-TY!!!, GEN-I-TY!!!, GEN-I-TY!!!, GEN-I-TY!!!

Sly Fondell-SHUT THE HELL UP!!!

[The crowd responds with a chorus of boos.]

Jeremy Tucker-Sly certainly not going out of his way to endear himself to these fans here tonight.

Andrew Fulton-They’re just mad because they won’t be getting their refunds here tonight.

Jeremy Tucker-Sly now just toying with Genity, slapping him across the back of the head. There’s no need for that.

Andrew Fulton-The hell there isn’t. The mummy needs to learn some respect for the champ.

Jeremy Tucker-Now he’s just covering him with one foot.

One…Tw….

Jeremy Tucker-Genity rolls over. Now that’s just insulting.

Andrew Fulton-I swear Jerry, I thought he had him there.

Jeremy Tucker-Yeah right. Sly pulling Genity up by the hair now, and picks him up into a military press.

Andrew Fulton-Look at the strength. Sly’s just carrying him around the ring.

[Sly carries Genity to each corner of the ring, before going back to the middle, and pressing Howard overhead three times then slamming him to the canvas.]

Andrew Fulton-Ouch, that had to hurt.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity’s back has got to be in severe pain by now. He may not be able to continue. Sly goes for the pin again, this time hooking the leg…

One…Two…No!

Jeremy Tucker-Genity gets the shoulder up again.

Andrew Fulton-Sly’s already beat him twice, so Genity knew fully damn well what he was getting himself into.

[Sly motions to the crowd, “one more time”]

Jeremy Tucker-Oh c’mon, not again.

Andrew Fulton-Yeah, do it again.

[Sly pulls Genity up, and lifts him into a military press again.]

Andrew Fulton-He’s just manhandling him like a small kid.

Jeremy Tucker-Fondell once again, carrying Genity around the ring, while playing to this crowd, oh wait … Genity counters it into a Fujiwara Armbar.

Andrew Fulton-He’ll rip his shoulder out of it’s socket if he has to.

Jeremy Fulton-Sly’s screaming in pain, but manages to reach ropes.

Andrew Fulton-Get him off, ref!

[Genity makes use of the 4 count, before finally releasing the hold.]

Jeremy Fulton-Both men getting back to their feet, and here comes Genity charging in…

Andrew Fulton-And he eats a boot from Sly.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity once again down and out on the canvas, after what was basically a damn punt kick to the face from Sly.

Andrew Fulton-Here’s the cover…

One…Two…No!

Andrew Fulton-Damn, the bastard kicked out.

Jeremy Tucker-Sly now waiting for Howard to get back to his feet.

Andrew Fulton-He’s gonna force feed Howard another one of those boots to the head.

[Genity begins to stir around, before finally managing to pull himself back up.]

Jeremy Tucker-Here comes Fondell … no wait, Howard underhooks the leg, and nails an overhead suplex.

Andrew Fulton-What the hell was that?

[Genity springs back to his feet, as the crowds goes crazy.]

Jeremy Tucker-I told you so, The Mummy Commando isn’t going down without a damn good fight.

[Sly gets back to his feet, and is immediately met with a right hand from Genity, followed by another.]

Andrew Fulton-He’s no brawler.

Jeremy Tucker-Well tonight he is, especially if his career is on the line.

Andrew Fulton-C’mon Sly, don’t let this little punk outfight you.

Jeremy Tucker-Fondell swings back, but Genity ducks, and delivers a leg sweep, taking Sly off his feet and following immediately with a quick leg drop across the throat. Here’s the cover…

One…Two…

Jeremy Tucker-Sly powers out of the pin, but Genity stays on him, applying an inverted STF.

Andrew Fulton-He’s got that damn submission hold locked in tight.

Jeremy Tucker-Sly’s struggling to reach the ropes.

Andrew Fulton-Look at Jada on the outside, I think she’s gonna faint if Sly loses this match. No more shopping sprees, no more round trips around the world.

Jeremy Tucker-That stipulation Sly chose may come back to bite him in the ass here tonight.

[Fondell tries to slide on his belly across the ring, inching close as he reaches out for the bottom rope.]

Andrew Fulton-C’mon Sly, reach.

Jeremy Tucker-He’s almost got it, but Genity’s really starting to apply more pressure.

Andrew Fulton-Reach!

Jeremy Tucker-And he’s got it!

Andrew Fulton-Break the hold ref.

[Genity once again fully utilizes the four count, before finally breaking the hold.]

Jeremy Tucker-Sly may have just saved his title

Andrew Fulton-Not to mention his bank account.

Jeremy Tucker-Sly gets back to his feet, and rushes Genity, but is met with a flying wheel kick to the face.

Andrew Fulton-Ouch!

Jeremy Tucker-The cover…

One…Two…No!

Andrew Fulton-Fondell got the shoulder up, which is a miracle considering the fact that Genity has been trying to tear it right off the cup.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity delivers a reverse knee face driver, sending Sly’s face first into the canvas.

Andrew Fulton-He’s not going to look too pretty tomorrow, I’m afraid.

Jeremy Tucker-The cover…

One…Two…No!

[Genity jumps to his feet, and awaits for Sly to arise, before an earth shattering roundhouse kick to the back of Sly’s head.]

SMACK!!!

Crowd-OOOOHHHH!!!

[Sly falls face first to the canvas.]

Andrew Fulton-He may have just scrambled Sly’s brains with that kick.

Jeremy Tucker-He rolls him over for the cover again…

One…Two…..NO!!!

Andrew Fulton-Sly’s been knocked loopy, be he still manages to kick out.

Jeremy Tucker-Uh oh, Genity’s going up top.

[As he reaches the top, Genity strikes a Sentai pose before screaming out “Ninja” to the crowd, who return with a loud pop as he waits for Sly to get back to his feet.]

Andrew Fulton-I hate Ninjas, with the exception of Triple B of course ... ohh ... and Dracon. (Fulton winks to the camera)

Jeremy Tucker- Genity flies off the top … and connects with a Rider Kick to Fondell.

Andrew Fulton-This could be it.

One….Two…NO!!!

Andrew Fulton-Yes, Sly kicks out again.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity going to the outside..

Andrew Fulton-What the hell is he doing?

[Again, Genity strikes a Sentai pose before screaming out “Ninja” to the crowd, who return with a loud pop.]

Jeremy Tucker-Springboard…OH MY GOD!!!

Andrew Fulton-Holy shit!!!

Jeremy Tucker-Springboard Shooting Star Elbow Drop!!!

Andrew Fulton-Sly’s chest may have just imploded.

Jeremy Tucker-The cover…

One…

Two…

Thr(NO!!!!!)

Jeremy Tucker-Sly manages to kick out.

Andrew Fulton-Never doubt the heart of a champion.

Jeremy Tucker-Never doubt the heart of a man whose career is on the line, because Genity is going back up top.

[Again, as he reaches the top, Genity strikes a Sentai pose before screaming out “Ninja” to the crowd, who return with a loud pop.]

Andrew Fulton-He’s out of his mind.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity takes off…..

Crowd-OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!

Jeremy Tucker-OH MY GOD!!! A 450 DIVING HEADBUTT FROM THE TOP!!!

Andrew Fulton-And he connected with Sly’s bad shoulder

Crowd-HO-LY SHIT!!! HO-LY SHIT!!! HO-LY SHIT!!!

Jeremy Tucker-Genity may have knocked the wind out of himself with that move, but he’s crawling to Sly.

One…

Two…

Thr!!!(NO!!!)

Jeremy Tucker-Wait just a damn minute, Jada just placed Fondell’s foot on the bottom rope, and the ref didn’t see it.

Andrew Fulton-Now that’s a loyal woman for ya.

[Genity slowly crawls back to his feet, realizing what just happened, he sneers at Jada, before pointing out his finger and telling her “No, No, No”.]

Andrew Fulton-I think Jada just wet herself … in the bad way ... which in some sick kinky way still kinda excites me.

Jeremy Tucker-(staring at Fulton in bewilderment) I think Sly’s is about to feel Genity’s “Retribution”.

[Genity pulls Sly to his feet, and places him in Fisherman position, but Jada leaps onto the apron, distracting the ref.]

Jeremy Tucker-What the hell is she doing?

Andrew Fulton-The right thing.

[Suddenly, Sly drops to his knees, and low blows Genity.]

Crowd-OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!

Andrew Fulton-And.who says that mummy’s don’t have balls?

Jeremy Tucker-Sly with the low blow, out of pure desperation.

[Jada drops down from the apron, smiling, as Sly pulls Genity into double underhook position.]

Andrew Fulton-PROM NIGHT PROMISE!!! IT’S OVER!!!

One…

Two…

NO!!!!

Jeremy Tucker-Genity’s not done yet.

Andrew Fulton-He will be after this.

[Fondell, still aching from the earlier abuse from Genity, manages to pull Howard to his feet and slingshot him from the top rope.]

Andrew Fulton-FONDELL PLEX!!! NOW IT’S OVER!!!

ONE…

TWO…

TH(NO!!!)

Jeremy Tucker-GENITY KICKS OUT AGAIN!!!

Andrew Fulton-ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!!

Jeremy Tucker-Fondell seems to be a little frustrated, I don’t know how much gas he has left in his tank to keep trying to put away Howard.

Andrew Fulton-Sly’s motioning for the Dream Lover.

[Sly waits for Genity to pull himself up, and immediately locks in the Dream Lover.]

Andrew Fulton-This is it, Genity either has to tap, or pass out. Either way, he’s gone from wrestling forever.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity trying his best struggle out of it, but Fondell has that hold locked in tight. It may be only a matter of time.

[The crowd try to get Genity back into the match, with a thundering roar of claps and stomps, but Genity seems to be fading.]

Jeremy Tucker-The official goes to check Genity. He raises the arm…

Andrew Fulton-There’s one.

Jeremy Tucker-He raises it again…

Andrew Fulton-THERE’S TWO!!!

Jeremy Tucker-He raise it again, for what may be the very last time…

Andrew Fulton-THERE’S THRE…NO!!!

[Genity manages to hold his arm up, pumping his fists in the air, as the crowd explodes.]

Jeremy Tucker-He’s still in it, all he’s gotta do now is find a counter.

Andrew Fulton-There is no counter, and Sly’s not letting up.

[Genity struggles over to the corner, and dives in, forcing Sly’s shoulder into the turnbuckle.]

Andrew Fulton-That’s not fair.

Jeremy Tucker-Genity does it again.

Andrew Fulton-Hold on Sly!

[Genity gives one last desperation dive into the corner, forcing Sly’s shoulder into the turnbuckle…]

Jeremy Tucker-HE BROKE IT!!!

Andrew Fulton-DAMMNIT!!!

Jeremy Tucker-Fondell rushes Genity … Howard slides out of the way, and once again, his shoulder collides with the turnbuckle.

Andrew Fulton-LOOK OUT!!!

Jeremy Tucker-THE ROLL UP…

ONE…

TWO…

[Fondell rolls out ... both men up to there feet ...

BOOM!]

Jeremy Tucker-My goodness! Fondell with a devastating clothesline on Genity ... and Howard doesnt look to good after that one.

[Fondell with another cover ............

ONE

TWO

........... Genity rolls the shoulder.]

Jeremy Tucker-Howard again holding on ... and Fondell really now starting to get adjatated ... he is motioning for Jada to get him a chair.

Andrew Fulton-Here we go ... Howards a sitting duck now.

[Jada grabs the chair from ring announcer Frank Salazar ... slides it into the ring then moves across to the other side of the ring distracting the official.]

Jeremy Tucker-No! This isnt right ... Genity has been a revelation around here ... he's career cant end like this.

Andrew Fulton-Meh ... give it up Jerry ... for all you know the guy is fed up with the business and came up with this big match up as some kind of huge farewell.

Jeremy Tucker-I doubt that ... Genity has the heart of a lion ... he will never give up! Unlike Fondell ... who i may add has used that chair against numerous others ... including the former Aus champ Adrian Tanner Jr.

[Fondell with the chair ... lines up Genity ... the crowd explodes as Adrian Tanner slides in to the ring and grabs the chair before Sly can hit genity...BAM! Adrian waffles Sly with the chair and slides out of the ring as Jada starts jumping up and down pointing at Tanner in protest. The official turns around to see what she's carrying on about ... but by then Tanner is allready long gone ... vanishing back into the crowd where he came from.]

Jeremy Tucker-TANNER!

Andrew Fulton-That no good piece of crap! Who does he think he is getting involved in the Aces business?

Jeremy Tucker-Genity Howard drops down ontop of Sly for the cover .... its all over now.

ONE



TWO






[At the absolute last possible mili-second ... Fondell rolls the shoulder.]

Andrew Fulton-Phew ... now that was close ... never a doubt in my mind either.

Jeremy Tucker-How Fondell kicked out of that i will never know ... i have to hand it to him ... he is a true warrior in that ring ... just so smug!

[Sly Fondell and Genity Howard both stagger to there feet ... the pair of them completley out of it ... Fondell nails Gentiy with a boot to the gut .... then hooks him for the Last Kiss Goodnite ... ]

Jeremy Tucker-Last Kiss Goodnite! No! Howard breaks away out of it ... PENNANCE STARE!

Andrew Fulton-It cant be!

Jeremy Tucker-Genity Howard with the Pennance Stare (Dragon Sleeper, legs locked around the body for leverage) out of no where ... and Fondell is fading fast!

Andrew Fulton- Fading fast ... the man was just blasted from here to kingdom come with a chair to the skull ... its just ... i dont ... he cant ...

Jeremy Tucker-Your babbling man! and SWEET JESUS!

[Ding, ding, ding .... ]

Jeremy Tucker-THATS IT .... ITS ALL OVER ... FONDELL HAS FADED TO THE PENNANCE STARE ... AND WE HAVE A NEW AUSTRALIAN CHAMPION!

[The Offspring, "Lightning Rod" blares through the arena ... Genity being handed the Championship as Jada is trying to revive the out of it Sly. Genity heads up the rampway fiving the fans as they celerate his victory with him .... in the ring Jada manages to rouse Sly who looks totally confused ... Jada quickly ushering him up the rampway and out of there as the fans all start chanting for there money.]

Jeremy Tucker-Well ... how about that.

Andrew Fulton-How about that? What a total miscarriage of justice ...

Jeremy Tucker-Alls fair in love and SWAT Andy .... What comes around goes around ...

Andrew Fulton- ................

Jeremy Tucker-And listen to these fans ... they want there money back ... and they want it now ...

Andrew Fulton-Nows not the time or place Jerry. Not the time or place.

[SWAT Team]

Rios Rivera: Amigos you will not believe what I am hearing over my headset. Apparently Fierce and Evans are still at it. They was on their way to the hosplital in the same ambulance and apparently their hatred for one other overflowed…

Pedro Santiago: I am hearing right now that both men have ended up at a Hardware store…

Pablo Escobar: Stop-a the-a yapping-a and-a get-a the-a action-a up-a so-a the-a fans-a can-a see-a.

[ The footage opens up to Jose’s Hardware store…The plate glass window broken with blood and glass scattered everywhere. It then fades to inside the shop where we see Fierce holding Kilroy’s head down in a bucket of drywall paste.]

[ Fierce releases only to grab a hammer…he goes to swing for the back of Kilroy’s head but Kilroy avoids contact. Fierce swings again, and once again Kilroy ducks the blow, and follows up with a left hook to the side of Fierce’s bloodied head.]

[Kilroy then grabs a rake from the shelve and nails James across the face. Kilroy then kicks Fierce over on his stomach and begins raking is back, with James screaming on each pull of the rake.]

[Kilroy then straddles James and applies another cobra clutch…and once again biting the left of Fierce until a piece actually comes off.]

Pedro Santiago: KILOY’S GONE LOCO!

[Kilroy chews on the piece of ear for a moment then spits it out and releases the clutch…leaving James down holding the side of his face.]

[Kilroy stands over Fierce, snarls, and begins to walk away…






….as he is about to leave the building Fierce comes charging at him, but as he attempts to spear him, Kilroy side steps and James goes through another plate glass window.]

Rios Rivera: Looks like Kilroy is about to get the win amigos!

[Kilroy Covers]

Referee: One……….

Two………..


Three!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pedro Santiago: Kilroy Wins! Kilroy Wins!

Pablo Escobar: Luck-a, pure-a luck-a

[As Kilroy is having his hand Raised by the official….Wham!!! James nails Kilroy in the back of the head with a sledge hammer.]

[Fierce then stands over Kilroy and begins to smile…he then lifts Kilroy to his feet…puts him in a front face lock…]

Rios Rivera: No way! Someone stop him!

[ He then lifts Kilroy up into a vertical Suplex and holds it…holds its…releases it and hits a neckbreaker!]

Pablo Escobar: Kryptonite-a Neck-a Breaker-a!

[James then slowly gets up to his feet…begins to pull up again…once again applies the front face lock, but Kilroy falls flat back down on his face.]

James Fierce: (Gasping) Next…. week…. It…. ends….

[SWAT Team]

[The scene opens outside of an office, a sloid Oak Door stands in the way, the door slowly opens and the camera man moves inside. Closer and closer you get to a big solid oak desk with a Computer on it, a Pen and some papers nicely stacked, the camera zooms in on the name plate on the desk.]

"Mr. J.W. Madison"

[The camera looks up and you see the back of a chair, and the chair slowly turns around and a man is sitting there with a Black Suit on and a Cigar in his mouth, he reaches up and removes the cigar and places it in an Ashtray and adjusts his sleeves as he looks into the camera]

Madison: Welcome to my office here in.. well where I am is not important. The important question is, why am I here?. For one reason, to make money. Now I know what you are thinking.

[He reaches down and takes a puff of his cigar and then places it back down, he exhales the smoke into a ring shape towards the camera]

Madison: as I was saying, I already look rich and powerful, and extremely good looking too, why do I need more money?. You already have an unbelievable body and a million dollar smile. Why the money?.

That's simple. You can never have enough money. Money is one thing you can never have enough of. You can enough women. Wait, no you can't I have endless supply of that to.

[He stands up and pushes his excutive Office Chair in and stands infront of a window that has it's curtains drawn across.]

Madison: You see, I came here to become Something, something more then a successful businessman, I have billions of dollars I body of a god and I could have any woman I want, all this and I am only 25 Years old. So now what? It's starting to get boring, so I came across a S.W.A.T. advertisement on the 62" HDTV I have in my Bathroom while taking a crap on my gold plated toilet.

I seen that it had Regions. There was the Austrailian Region, and to be honest I wouldn't want to go there, their people smell funny. I'd rather smell a Dingo.

Then there was a Caribbean Region. I do own 3 Houses there, but That's where I vaction. So I don't want to go there all time or it'll take away from the "Vacation" part. Plus I think I have a couple of Kids there that I want nothing to with. Stupid one nighters.

Then I read, in the artical "2 New Regions" I looked at the regions and a smile came across my face, since I finally got that shit out of my ass and the burning sensation finally went away. So there it was, The region I was going to join.

[He steps away from the window as the camera focuses on the window as he presses a button and the curtains slowly open revealing a beautiful shot of the Rocky Mountains, the camera zooms in and then fades to black]

* This has been a paid advertisment of the J.W. Madison Corporation. *

[SWAT Team]

Rios Rivera: Next up is the match up for the SWAT Caribbean Heavyweight Championship between the champion Dave Brickheart and the egotistical challenger and rising star Jason Taylor.

Pedro Santiago: Taylor has been quite leading up to this match. He’s usually one of the more verbal superstars.

Rios Rivera: We did not even know what the match stipulation was until yesterday when Brickheart announced it in his promo to the shock of the world.

"Straight out of Line" By Godsmack hits and Dave Brickheart makes his way out onto the ramp and makes his walk to the ring with an unusually concentrated look on his face. When he reaches the scaffold he starts to climb it and gets right to the top and stands one end of the wooded plank and awaits Jason Taylor’s entrance.

Announcer: “From Hell Michigan…. The Caribbean Heavyweight Champion… Dave Brickheart!”

Rios Rivera: Well the champion is unusual to be out first.

Pablo Escobar: Maybe-a he wants-a to get an early perspective of the match-a!

"This Fire" by Franz Ferdinand hits and smoke starts to pour from the ramp way. Jason Taylor emerges and makes his way out onto the ramp and to the ring with a concerned look on his face. He points around his waist indicating that he thinks the title is his on his way down the ramp. He walks past the first part of the scaffold and to the second where he climbs up and makes his way out onto the plank opposite Brickheart.

Frank Salazar : “Now from Los Angeles, California… he is the Challenger…. Jason…Taylor!”

Pedro Santiago: Well the challenger is out, how long will either man last up there?

The two men stand facing each other raised high on a piece of wood towering over the ring. The slowly make their way along the wood and towards the centre to meet one another.

Rios Rivera: The two men look somewhat terrified out of their wits up there.

Pedro Santiago: These matches are horrible.

Pablo Escobar: These-a matches are the worse-a matches in the world because they are so damn-a boring. If I wanna see this I go-a to the circus not to a wrestling-a show.

Both men are cautious taking one step at the time just in case they lose balance and fall from the scaffold and to certain injury down below. Dave Brickheart shows bravery from here and starts moving faster along the wood to the excitement of a number of the fans.

Rios Rivera: Looks like Brickheart is making the first move here.

Pablo Escobar: Eh! Somebody-a had to!

Pedro Santiago: What will be Taylor’s reaction to the move?

Rios Rivera: I don’t know, Brickheart decided this match and I doubt he figured his career would be on the line in this one.

Pablo Escobar: Somebody could-a get killed-a out there!

Pedro Santiago: How is either man supposed to perform out there? This is not a wrestling match, this is just damn moronic. Pull those guys down now and get them to wrestle a match in the ring.

Taylor speeds up a little also and the two men start to edge closer to the centre of the plank. The crowd goes nuts as they make it so they are only a couple of feet away from each other.

Rios Rivera: This is starting to look interesting.

Pedro Santiago: This is as interesting as its going to get.

Pablo Escobar: I already asleep out-a here.

Taylor has an apparent adrenaline rush and makes the first move toward Brickheart throwing a few punches forcing him back along the plank. Brickheart starts to fight back instantly and the two men exchange blows for a while. The plank starts shaking horribly.

Pedro Santiago: The two men exchange blows.

Rios Rivera: The fight begins here, they are very limited up there.

Pablo Escobar: I just-a wanna see someone-a fall of so we can get on with our-a lives.

Taylor throws a forearm into Dave Brickhearts chest. Dave Brickheart manages to grab Taylor and hit him with a hard DDT onto the wood. Brickheart then attempts to roll him off but Taylor refuses to let go.

Rios Rivera: Woh! He nearly spilt that plank in half with that DDT!

Pablo Escobar: How in d hell?

Pedro Santiago: For once Pablo you speak for us all.

Brickheart stomps away at his back trying to get him to budge but he can’t so he forces him back up onto his feet where both men exchange punches again. Dave Brickheart locks up with Jason Taylor again but this time Taylor manages to fight his way out and take a few steps away from Dave Brickheart.

Rios Rivera: Taylor regrouping a little up there.

Pablo Escobar: Nowhere-a for-a him to hide up there.

Pedro Santiago: Looks like Brickheart has things under control.

Dave Brickheart steps a few paces forward and Taylor throws a few weak punches at him. Brickheart grabs Taylor on a headlock and tries to force him off the edge but with no luck. Dave Brickheart then pushes Taylor out of the way of himself and pulls a screwdriver out from inside his tights, places it between his fingers and punches Jason Taylor square in the head with it.

Pedro Santiago: Ouch! The screwdriver fist! That’s got to have done some serious damage to Jason Taylor’s title chances.

Rios Rivera: The screwdriver fist! This one has to be over!

Pablo Escobar: Ahuh good! We at least-a get to see some blood-a huh!

Jason Taylor paces back and fourth for a bit in a groggy state and is now busted wide open with blood gushing from his forehead creating a crimson mask. Dave Brickheart grabs a hold of him once more and throws his right of the edge and below.

Rios Rivera: He’s gone!

Pablo Escobar: That god-a for that!

Pedro Santiago: That mans career could be over right there.

Frank Salazar : “Your winner and still Caribbean Champion….. Dave Brickheart!”

Rios Rivera: What’s Brickheart doing?

Dave Brickheart looks over the edge at Jason Taylor who is lying motionless. Medical staff starts to pour down the ramp. Dave Brickheart raises his arms at the crowd as they start to go nuts. He leans over the edge and takes the plunge launching forward with his elbow and crashes into Taylor below.

Rios Rivera: NO Brickheart why! He could have just ended his career right there!

Pablo Santiago: Lord! He may have just ended his career there! But why would he do that? He won the match!

Pablo Escobar: That’s because he’s an idiot!

[SWAT Team]

[The screen is shrouded in static and the arena is filled with the sound of radio interference. An internet dial tone then begins to screech through the sound system for a few seconds, before the lights are shut out and a computerised voice says "Connection failed".]

*I said Hallelujah

*To the sixteen loyal fans

["Battle Flag" by Low Fidelity All Stars begins to play with the above lyrics, and from one side of the curtains each emerge Syberus and Adrian Tanner, the Connection.]

*You're getting down on your mothaf***in' knees,

*And it's time for your sickness again

[Syberus and Adrian Tanner walk down to the ring, pointing some of the more interesting signs out to each other, as the fans are on their feet.]

*Come on and tell me what you need

*Tell me what is making you bleed

*We got two more minutes and

*We gonna cut to what you need

[They both climb into the ring and mount a turnbuckle each. The fans take the opportunity to shoot some photo's, then they climb back down and the music fades.]

Frank Salazar : THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IS A NO HOLDS BARRED ... NO COUNT OUT MATCH UP ... AND IS FOR THE SWAT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TAG TEAM CHAMPIONHIPS .... INTRODUCING FIRST ... IN THE RING AT THIS TIME ... COMIN IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 448 POUNDS ... .SYBERUS! .... ADRIAN TANNER JR! .... THE CONNECTION!!!!!

[The words "Bound to violence Gagged by pain Drowned in self-regret This grief is the sentence you face" sound then a brief pause as the background music continues. Just as the next verse hits a cloud of smoke engulfs the stage where Williams and Sadler emerge just as the next verse kicks in "Incomplete, you've lost your way Struggling with rationale In a world so cold and bleak How could this be a place for you?". Black and white lights violently flash all around the arena as both men head to the ring. They walk with a blank face concentrating soulley on the ring not letting anything stop them. Lee Steps over the top rope while Sadler slides under the bottom rope and they both move right to the Connection ... getting face to face with them. Sadler and Syberus face to face ... Lee and Tanner also face to face (although Lee towers over him and is looking down on Adrian, Adrian doesn't look the least intimidated.]

Frank Salazar : AND INTRODUCING THE CHALLENGERS ... HAILING FROM ENGLAND AND COMNIG IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 572 POUNDS ... DAVID SALDER! .... LEE WILLIAMS! ..... THE NEW AXIS!!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go folks ... it doesn't get much bigger then this!

Pablo Escobar : There is-a lot-a of-a bad-a blood-a in-a this one-a.

Andrew Fulton : We lose Macca and we get this clown ... come on Jerry ... what with that, mate?

Pablo Escobar : Clown-a?

Both teams haven't moved ... just standing there staring at each other ... pure hatred.

Jeremy Tucker : Pay him no mind Mr Escobar ....

Syberus and Adrian both turn away from the stare down dismissively and start to laugh at the New Axis ... enraging them even more. Lee lunges at them both but they side step him ... deliver a double drop kick to Sadler ... and then double back drop Lee Williams (who was charging back at them) out over the top rope and to the outside.

Pablo Escobar : The Connection-a starting-a this one-a of-a well-a.

Andrew Fulton : Is this guy for real Jerry?

Jeremy Tucker : Very much so Andy.

Sadler to his feet and runs at The Connection ... Tanner drop toe holding him and Syberus coming down with an elbow to the back of the head as Sadler hits the mat ... Adrian then bounces off the ropes and base ball slide kicks Lee on the outside.

Pablo Escobar : And just-a who-a in the hell-a are you-a big-a mouth-a?

Andrew Fulton : He's Jeremy Tucker-a-a-a-a-a ... pal ... number two commentator in SWAT and trusty sidekick to the greatest announcer in wrestling history ... yours truly ... Mr Andrew Fulton.

Jeremy Tucker : He was actually talking to you Andy.

Williams up to his feet .... shrugging of the base ball slide like it was nothing ... and Irish whips Tanner back first into the hard security railing. In the ring ... Sadler also getting the upperhand ... going to town on Syberus with a bevy of hard Rage Punches.

Jeremy Tucker : David Sadler unleashing years of frustration here on Syberus ... these two guys just plain don't like each other.

Pablo Escobar : One of the-a longest running-a feuds-a in wrestling-a today-a.

Jeremy Tucker : Well ... after tonight ... it may well be put on hold for 365 days ....

Pablo Escobar : True-a ... or we may just as well-a have-a new-a tag team champions-a.

Andrew Fulton : Do we have to sit here and listen to this guy all match Jerry ... no wonder i steer clear of the Caribbean ..... look pal ... how about-a you-a try-a speaking-a a little English-a?

Pablo Escobar : How-a about-a i call out-a my-a good-a friend-a Julio out-a here-a .... or better yet-a ... how-a about-a i shut-a you-a up-a myself-a.

Jeremy Tucker : Easy Pablo ... that wont be necessary ....

Shot of Fulton backing away from the rage of Pablo .... Sadler then crunching Syberus with a dangerous DDT. On the outside .... Lee Williams delivers a neck breaker on Adrian Tanner.

Lee Williams then hoists Tanner up in a bear hug ... and Sadler mounts to top rope .... Sadler poses for the crowd ... then takes off .... nailing Tanner with a crazy clothesline on the outside.

Jeremy Tucker : Sweet Jesus! Doomsday device to the outside .... The New Axis leaving nothing to chance in this one.

Lee Williams reaches into the ring and drags Syberus out by the leg ... cracking Syb with some hard forearms for good measure while dragging him out. Sadler under the ring pulling out a table and setting it up.

Andrew Fulton : The Connection made this no holds barred if i am not mistaken ... could-a come-a back-a to haunt-a them-a ... hey-a Pablo?

Pablo stares at Fulton ... Lee drilling the head of Syberus onto the ring apron ... and then Irish whipping him into the hard safety rail also.

Dave Sadler goes to move Adrian Tanner onto the table ... but Tanner blocks it .... and nails Sadler with a back elbow to the stomach ... Sadler answers back with hard punch to the chin ... which backs Tanner up ... but he comes right back with a Daytripper Superkick ... Sadler slumping against the ring steps.

Lee going after Syberus ... he hooks him ... and Russian Lee Sweeps him into the steel railing ... taking himself out in the process.

Jeremy Tucker : Russian Lee Sweep there taking not only Syb out ... but himself also ... thats how much he and Sadler want it.

Andrew Fulton : The question is though ... when did Lee turn "Russian"?

Tanner with a running drop kick sandwiching Lee's head into the safety rail ... he then quickly gets back up ... and crunches Sadler with a running drop kick as well .. sandwiching his head into the steel steps.

Tanner then helps Syb up to his feet ... together they grab big Lee Williams and roll him onto the table .... Tanner then jumping up onto the top rope ... Syberus holding Lee there and walloping him with some elbows to the gut while Adrian is heading up the top.

Tanner sets himself ... and flies with a corkscrew 180 splash ... Sadler jumping up and cracking Syb just as he left with a cookie tray from under the ring ... giving Lee Williams just enough time to roll off the table ... Tanner landing in the proverbial empty pool and crashing through the table.

Pablo Escobar : How-a about-a that-a!

Jeremy Tucker : Tanner is out of it!

Sadler then cracks Syb with the tray again ... but Syb wont go down ... he boots Sadler in the gut ... but Lee on the floor with a low blow to Syb ... Syberus hunches over ... and Sadler with a third blow of the cookie tray cracks Syberus' head open.

The New Axis then high five each other and the Springfield crowd eating it up are all on there feet as Sadler and Lee roll Syberus into the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Lee with the cover on Syb ... one .... two ..... Syberus rolls the shoulder .... The New Axis perhaps with some premature celebration there.

Andrew Fulton : They suffer from that also?

Jeremy Tucker : Celebration Fulton ... premature "celebration".

Williams frustrated hammers his fist into the mat ... then picks Syberus back up and holds him there for Sadler ... who levels him with a nice Yakazu kick.

Williams then ... still with a hold on Syb ... lifts him up in a gorilla press and then tosses him over the top rope dropping him ontop of Adrian Tanner ... both members of the Connection sprawled out on the outside.

Pablo Escobar : New Axis-a looking good-a here-a.

Sadler and Lee both go to the outside and start looking under the ring for some more plunder ... Sadler coming out with a barbed wire baseball bat ... Williams with a kendo stick.

Sadler with a vicious shot of the barbed wire bat right to the gut of Syberus ... and he then starts rubbing the wire into the face of Syberus.

Williams picks up Tanner on his shoulder ... moves across ontop of the ring steps ... and proceeds to tombstone Adrian head first into the steps with a devastating piledriver.

Jeremy Tucker : The new Axis unleashing hell here on the Connection ... and they are loving every second of it!

Pablo Escobar : I smell-a new-a tag team champions-a.

Syberus bleeding profusely first from the cookie tray shot and now Sadler really opening up that cut with the barbed wire.

Tanner sprawled out on the ring steps ... and Lee hoists the Kendo stick in the air working the Springfield crowd .... then he brings it down with a hellacious shot to the leg of Tanner ... and then again .. and again ... and again.

Williams rolls Tanner into the ring ... Adrian trying to get to his feet ... his leg giving out on him ... Williams follows him in there .... stepping over the top rope ... Tanner desperately lunging at the ropes getting enough on them in his dive to force them to bounce up right into the balls of Lee Williams .... who falls back to the outside holding his balls ... and landing awkwardly on his neck.

Sadler bends over checking on the condition of his partner .. .and Tanner sucks it up ... dragging himself to his feet using the ropes ... and then uses the ropes to hurl himself over them back to the outside flipping mid air and catching Sadler on the outside with a blockbuster.

The crowd on there feet in appreciation of these four men laying it all on the line.

Jeremy Tucker : The Connection showing they aren't tag team champions for nothing ... taking an enormous amount of punishment ... and still not done with yet.

Syberus crawling under the ring ... pulls out another table ... and starts setting it up ... drenched in blood he hoists Sadler up onto it ... and Adrian limps his way up there with them ...

Pablo Escobar : THE NEVERENDER-AAA!

Adrian grabbed Sadler in a reverse ddt setup, then Syberus grabbed Sadler's legs and placed them on his shoulders. Both men fall forward dropping opponent in a powerbomb/reverse ddt combo move right through the table.

Jeremy Tucker : Sadler is out of it! Could this be it.

Syberus drapes an arm over Dave Sadler for the cover ....... one .............. two .............. Williams breaks the count with a desperate lunge ... falling ontop of Syb.

Adrian dragging himself to his feet using the commentary table ... Williams moves towards him ... and thinking quick .. .Tanner grabs the monitor from the table ... and smashes it over the head of Williams ... screen first.

Williams drops in a heap the monitor stuck on his head ... and Syberus reaches over ... grabs the barbed wire baseball bat and cracks down on the monitor with a thunderous shot ... sending the monitor flying under the ring and cutting the face of Williams in numerous places.

Tanner then drops ontop of Williams for the cover ..... ONE ...... TWO ................. THREE!!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Its over! The Connection win it! Connection still World Tag Team Champions!

Pablo Escobar : New-a Axis-a made-a them-a earn it-a ....what a brutal match-a!

Andrew Fulton : But your winners ... and still World Tag Team champions .... the Connection!

"Battle Flag" by Lo-Fidelity All Stars hits .... Syberus and Tanner being handed there belts hobble up the rampway.

Jeremy Tucker : All four men will feel the effects of this one tomorrow ... New Axis more so when it all sinks in that they can not mention The Connection for the next 365 days!

[SWAT Team]

We return to the packed out Springfield community centre, the crowd are red hot after the action they have already witnessed. The huge video screen is showing the highlights involving both The Tank and the Icon that have lead up to the main event of the evening.

The camera cuts to the announcers table, Andrew Fulton, Rios Rivera and from the new region SWAT Springfield we have Kent Brockman!

Andrew Fulton: It's almost time for the main event, when we get to see The unstoppable Stan "The Tank" Wilson not only defend his title but also take the moniker of his opponent!

Rios Rivera: That's right Andy, if Stan wins then The Icon has to change his name, but if The Icon wins it's new world champion time!

Kent Brockman: We will see who the true Icon of SWAT is, you gotta go with The Champ, the size, the power and the fact that he already holds a win over The Icon!

Andrew Fulton: Never a truer word said Kent. And let me be the first to welcome you to SWAT! It sure makes a change from having to try to carry that oaf Tucker!!

Kent: Thanks Fulton. And remember folks, you can see all the hottest new action, coming soon on SWAT Springfield!

Rios: SWAT once again showing it's popularity as we open our brand new region, but now it's title time!

The camera view switches to the ring, announcer Frank Salazar is stood in the middle of the ring as the microphone descends from above into his hand.

Frank Salazar: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the main event of 'Overtaken'!!

Crowd pop like crazy

Frank Salazar: This World Heavyweight championship match is scheduled for one fall and has a sixty minute time limit. The stipulation for this match is that the winner will have the exclusive rights to the use of the name of "The Icon"!!

Frank Salazar: Introducing first, the challenger and defender of his name, hailing from Champaign Illinois, standing 6'5'' tall and weighing in at 256 Lbs, Ladies and Gentleman, the former Ringmaster Champion, the former CWA heavyweight champion...The Icon!

Nobodies by Marilyn Manson breaks out as maroon and black lights flash over the arena. The SWATron shows Icon’s several wins to retain the Ringmaster Championship, and several stints of footage harming Adrian Tanner. It also shows spitting in his former owner’s face, stealing the brief case and gloating in a nice suit. In cheap animations, it shows Icon stomping on CWA and HPWA logos. The song comes closer to the beat change, and red sparks begin to fly up from the ramp way. The Icon’s face flashes over the SWATron as the song makes the beat change.

Icon walks out very cockily, but smirking toward a smile. He waves his hands at the fans as if to say “Go away, you’re not important”. Icon flexes his muscles and spins around; making sure everyone gets a good look at his toned body. He walks up the steel ring steps and gets in. He spins around one more time with his arms held high and flexed, then he tugs on the ropes and stretches a bit. Icon stares at the ramp, looking more serious than he has done in a long, long time.

Rios Rivera: Check out The Icon, he looks focused, focused and ready!

Andrew Fulton: Until Stan beats his ass and he has to change his name to The Jobber!!

Frank Salazar: And his opponent, he is the reigning and defending SWAT World Heavyweight champion, a member of the feared Legion X and the former IPW undisputed heavyweight champion. Standing 6' 10'' tall and weighing in at 315Lbs, The self confessed True Icon........Stan "The Tank" Wilson!!

The arena darkens and the beginning chords of "The Worm" by Audioslave strike up, as gold pyro begins to rain down upon the entrance ramp. Suddenly, the massive frame of Stan Wilson appears behind the pyro, before stepping through with his SWAT World Heavyweight Championship seated safely on his shoulder. He stops to slowly gaze around the arena, before spitting in the crowd's direction and making his way down to the ring.

Andrew Fulton: All hail the champ!

Kent Brockman: Man, I can't wait to see him in SWAT Springfield!!

Rios: Jeez Kent, are you gonna shill all night?

Kent: Coming soon............... Live on Channel 5!!

Andrew Fulton: Maybe Icon can get drafted there after Stan beats his dick into the dirt tonight

Rios: Icon has a hell of a lot to fight for here, but are the recent events with The Microshocker going to distract him from his plans?

Andrew Fulton: Yeah he better watch his ass!! HA HA HA

Kent Brockman: I bet Microshocker already is!!

Stan climbs over the top rope and lifts the Heavyweight title above his head, he turns to face The Icon and smiles.

Icon responds with a cold, hard stare.

Referee Monty McFee takes the title from Stan and shows it to The Icon, then to the crowd and hands it to Frank Salazar at ringside

Andrew Fulton: Look at Stan's confidence, he doesn't even need Legion X out here with him!

Rios: Well we will see how the cookie crumbles as they say!

Andrew Fulton: Ah an old Caribbean proverb

Kent Brockman: Actually that proverb hails from Springfield, the same Springfield where you can catch the New SWAT Springfield!!!!

Stan and Icon move to the centre of the ring as Referee McFee explains what is on the line, all the while Icon never breaks gaze with Stan.

Both men are sent back to their corners, the ring bell sounds and we are under way!!

Stan and Icon move back to the centre of the ring, Stan moves in for a big right hand haymaker, Icon deftly avoids the blow and hits a nice dropkick to Stans left knee.

The Tank staggers a little but doesn't fall, Icon strikes with stinging rights and lefts to the head and body of the champ moving him backwards

Rios Rivera: Look at Icon go!

Kent Brockman: He's gotta use his speed to his advantage!

Stan pushes out a big right arm and pushes Icon away from him and down to the mat.

Stan tries to clear his head as Icon nips back up and hits another drop kick to Stan's knee which again staggers the big man. Icon moves in with a stiff double gut kick, which causes Stan to double over. Icon follows up with a dropkick to Stan's face! The big guy crashes down to the mat

Rios Rivera: The kick of Icons!!

Andrew Fulton: Hey, this ain't right!

Icon hits a double elbow drop, then hooks Stan's near leg for the pinfall

Monty McFee drops down for the count

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Icon stomps away on Stan's chest and then places some well aimed stomps onto Stan's left knee, as the champ growls in pain.

Rios Rivera: Icon working over the champs knee, that's smart, take down the big guy and you take away his power base

Andrew Fulton: Keep watching Rios, this is all part of Stan's master plan!

Icon drops two knee drops onto Stan's left knee and goes to lift up the big man, using his hair to pull up the champion.

As Icon lifts up Stan, the huge right hand of the champion whips out and grabs Icon round the throat, taking away the challengers breath.

Icon responds with a swift left hand to Stan's head, followed by another

Stan's left arm shoots out and he takes down Icon with a hard short arm clothesline, all the while he still holds on to the choke

Rios Rivera: Whoa, Stan took down the Icon hard and heavy there!

Andrew Fulton: Look at Icon now, he's turning purple!

Fulton starts to sing "Purple Haze"...........badly

Kent Brockman: Referee Monty McFee calling for Stan to release the choke, and Fulton don't give up your day job...whatever that is!!

Stan continues to choke out Icon as the ref starts the five count

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Stan releases and gets back to his feet, his left leg looks shaky as he tries to get some feeling back, he then measures Icon and drops a 315LB elbow across the throat of his opponent.

Rios Rivera: The champ working over the throat of Icon here

Andrew Fulton: Hey that's not illegal!

Stan lifts up Icon and slaps him hard across the face, Stan picks up Icon and hot shots him throat first off the top rope as Icon spins back round holding his throat, The Tank moves in and applies a rib crushing bear hug

Kent Brockman: Stan's putting the squeeze on Icon here, he's cranking up the pressure!

Stan keeps the bearhug in place and shakes Icon ragging him around.

Ref Monty McFee asks Icon the all important question, Icon shakes his head and screams "NO"!

Stan keeps the submission in place for a few more seconds, his huge arms squeezing, then he readjusts his position and takes Icon up and over with a big belly to belly suplex.

Stan picks up Icon by his throat, ignoring the referee as he tries to admonish him.

A hard irish whip sends Icon into the turnbuckle, Stan follows up with a big splash, all of his weight crashes into Icon as he is slumped against the turnbuckle.

Icon stumbles forward and Stan grabs him and lifts him high into the air with a double hand chokehold, applying more pressure to the already injured neck of Icon!

Rios Rivera: Come on ref, break the hold

Andrew Fulton: Hey! Stan has to a count of five to break, why all the Tank hate Rios?

Rios Rivera: Lets just say I don't like his company and leave it at that!

Monty Mcfee again starts the count as Stan holds up The Icon

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Stan looks out at the crowd and gives them a big finger as they start to chant

Crowd: Dracon's Bitch! Dracon's Bitch!

Stan spits at the crowd and screams obscenities at them

Andrew Fulton: Listen to the abuse our world champion is having to suffer, this is ridiculous

Kent Brockman: The fans of Springfield are well known for their wrestling knowledge, it's just their way of telling Stan they don't like what they see.

While Stan argues with the crowd Icon is slowly recovering

Stan turns back to his opponent and lifts him up. Icon responds with a left, a right, a right, a big uppercut, a forearm smash!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stan reels backwards under the onslaught as the crowd roar their approval!!

The cheering stops abruptly as Stan stops Icon dead in his tracks with a massive headbutt . The Tank checks his mouth and spits out blood. He then drops the leg across Icon's throat and upper chest.

Stan lifts up Icon again by his throat, ignoring the referee. With one hamhock still around Icon's throat, Stan lits up Icon into a overhead gorilla press and holds him there for a few seconds before turning the press slam into a powerslam!

Andrew Fulton: What power! Stan showing just why he is the World Champion

Stan drops for the pin

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Stan picks up Icon again and nails him with a brutal enforcer spinebuster!

Andrew Fulton: That's it, he's cooked!!

Stan drops for a lazy cocky cover

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Andrew Fulton: What!! Come on ref, if you counted any slower, hell would be freezing over!

Stan's expression changes to one of annoyance as he looks down at Icon, then places his size 16 on Icon's throat

Rios Rivera: Look at that, the actions of a champion? I think not!

Kent Brockman: Stan has the advantage, why resort to cheap tactics like this?

Andrew Fulton: Because he wants to make Icon suffer, that's why, Stan's sending as message to everyone in that locker room!

Referee McFee pushes Stan in the chest and orders him to step back, Stan mockingly steps back holding up his hands for forgiveness!

Icon valiantly gets back to his feet as Stan moves in again, a forearm blow to the back and Stan again grabs Icon and whips him hard into the turnbuckle.

Stan charges the corner, Icon slips out of the way just in time as Stan's left knee crashes into the turnbuckle while at the same time his sternum cracks off the top turntuckle, The Tank screams in pain as he stumbles back right into Icons path.

Icon waistlocks the big man and german suplexes him over and down!

Rios Rivera: Stan misses! Icon with a beautiful suplex, using his leverage expertly!

Kent Brockman: But he's paying the price now Rios, both men down in the centre of the ring!

Andrew Fulton: Come on Champ, get up!!!!!!!!!

Referee Monty McFee starts the count, as the crowd scream for Icon to stand up!

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Stan swings at Icon and misses, his left knee obviously bothering him a great deal, Icon snaps out a couple of stinging jabs followed by a standing dropkick which sends The Tank down to a huge roar of approval from the crowd

Andrew Fulton: Stan only went down then due to his bad wheel, come on Champ, prove you are the True Icon here in SWAT!!

Kent Brockman: Icon is not only fighting for the World Championship, but also his identity!!

Rios Rivera: That's right Kent and he's starting to feed off this red hot crowd!

Icon stomps away on Stan and places his left leg over the ropes, following this up with three leg drops across Stan's already busted up knee, he then drags Stan back to the centre of the ring and lifts up Stan's left leg and kicks away at the back of his leg and knee

Kent Brockman: Icon slowly disecting Stan's knee here, this is smart

Rios Rivera: Is this a prelude to one of Icon's most feared moves the dread figure 4?

Andrew Fulton: This is crazy, Stan is legit hurt here, the ref should stop this match right away!

Rios Rivera: This isn't play group Fulton. this is SWAT and we don't play that like that!!

Icon goes to stomp again on Stan but the Champ hoofs out his right boot, catching Icon on the jaw and knocking him down to the mat.

Stan uses the ropes to help get himself vertical, obviously favouring his left knee.

Icon shakes out the cobwebs and launches himself at Stan, who misses with a big clothesline, Icon shoots off the opposite ropes and rocks Stan with a clothesline of his own.

Icon moves in for a DDT, Stan connects with a hard gut punch breaking the hold.

Stan grabs Icon by the throat and lifts him high in one fluid motion for his devastating chokeslam

Andrew Fulton: Game over Icon! Here comes the Chokeslam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As Stan goes to slam Icon down, somehow Icon slips out and grabs Stan's hair with both hands and hooks his head and delivers a falling DDT out of nowhere!

Rios Rivera: What a move by Icon, I've never seen Stan's chokeslam countered like that!

Kent Brockman: Look at Icon, he's really fired up

Stan is laid out in the middle of the ring, Icon grabs his legs, it's the precursor to the figure 4 leg lock!!

Andrew Fulton: Where's Legion X when you need them? Somebody help!

Rios Rivera: Icon has Stan right where he wants him, it's the figure 4 !!

Icon goes to cinch in the submission..................

Down with the Sickness by Disturbed blasts out over the PA as Dracon, Triple B and new Legion X member Dan Stein step out from behind the ramp way to a huge chorus of hatred from the Springfield crowd

Icon holds Stan's legs in position but doesnt apply the hold as he is keeps his eyes on Legion X.

Rios Rivera: What the hell!

Andrew Fulton: I knew it, they wouldn't desert the champion in his time of need!

Legion X slowly make their way down the rampway, ignoring the crowd, all 3 mewn are focused on The Icon.

Referee Monty Mcfee steps through the ropes ands shouts to Legion X to get outta here!

The crowd cheer on the referee

Icon still has Stan's legs held as he watches the situation on the ramp. when Stan breaks free his right leg and delivers two low kicks right to The Icon's happy sack!!


Kent Brockman: That's one way to break the hold!!!

Dracon sees this and smiles and ushers Legion X back up the ramp way, Dracon holds up his hands to acknowledge to the ref that they are leaving

Icon drops to the mat writhing in agony as referee Mcfee slides back into the ring.

Stan gingerly gets back to his feet and drags Icon up by his hair.

The Tank grabs Icon by his throat and using all of his strentgh lifts Icon up and slams him down with the feared Chokeslam!!

Stan collaspes onto Icon for the cover as the crowd scream in rage!

Referee Mcfee drops for the count

1

Rios Rivera: Kick out Icon!!

2

Andrew Fulton: That's it man , Game over!!

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

Stan slowly gets up from Icon and with the help of the referee stands up and holds up his arms in victory as the crowd rant and rave away!!

Frank Salazar: The winner of the match and still World heavyweight champion.....and now the owner of the name of The Icon...............Stan "The Icon" Wilson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Danger level volume booing and jeering echo around the arena

Stan stares down as his laid out opponent smiles and slowly leaves the ring and heads up the ramp to be met by Legion x.

All four men pose at the top of the rampway as the crowd continue to hurl abuse

Rios Rivera: Icon got well and truely stiffed tonight, he had the title in his grasp when Dracon and his goons caused the distraction! Will any-one be able to get that title away from Legion X?

Andrew Fulton: He aint no Icon no more! And be careful what you say about the Pres and his boys Rios or you could be next!!

Kent Brockman: What a night, we've seen title changes, and no more moaning about Fondell losing Fulton, just deal with it!!

Andrew Fulton: Wha..........

Kent Brockman: We've seen drama, action of the highest calibre, double turns and sneak deals......... we've seen it all tonight, for SWAT this is Kent Brockman reporting live..............Goodnight folks and I'll see you all at the premiere of SWAT Springfield!!

The camera zooms to the ring and fades out on the prone figure of the man who was once "The Icon".

END.