Post by UWAStaff on Jun 2, 2015 18:53:03 GMT -6
::The screens around the world shifts from black to the U.W.A. Logo before being greeted with a recap of what has happened leading up to this Spring Slaugther. The events hinting Sentinel to be the stalker and the war that erupted between the two sides because of it.
The multiple attempts by Kyle Travis to call out the Children and finally the ultimate answer of this strange new Harbinger known only as Danika Bayne.
The crazy antics of Tedman and Silver Baron leading to the two running into Vince Jones and the assault Vince dished out as punishment for that transgression and Silver Baron's answer to Jones's response.
Finally the words “Spring Slaugther: Collision.” Starts......NOW! Before sending the camera into the building and the thousands of fans who had packed the arena to see the four blockbuster matches that U.W.A. Had promised them.
After showing the crowd the camera shifts to the announce table of Lula Davidson, Jason Chase and Michael Rivers.::
Lula Davidson: “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Spring Slaugther Collision”!”
Jason Chase: "And what a night we have for you. Sentinel finally challenges for the World title!”
Michael Rivers: “And after that maybe we can put all of that business behind us once and for all.”
Lula Davidson: “I don't think so, because I don't think it's him.”
Jason Chase: "You are the only one.”
Jason Chase: "Well let's get right to it!”
::The camera moves over to Jamie Hensley in the ring.::
Jamie Hensley: "This is the opening contest of Spring Slaughter!”
::The crowd erupts into cheers.::
Jamie Hensley: "And it is scheduled for one fall!”
::Guitars start playing as "Define me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a Black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::
"I'm coming out
So call your friends and gather round
It's time to judge and pin me down
I'm in the box you put me in
It's dark and I can't see a thing
No air I need to BREATH
I'm climbing out
Oh my god, Alert the town!
A freak, a monster's on the prowl!
Shut it up and TEAR IT DOWN
Grab your torch and pitchfork now"
Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in a 160 pounds…Jessszzikaaa Gautier!”
::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::
"Define Me Define me
Somebody Find Me
And tell me what I am!
Y'know you love it!"
Lula Davidson: "And here comes the former UWA World Heavyweight Champion Jeszika Gautier to take on the current UWA Television Champion Lacey Roberts.”
Jason Chase: "Last year, Jeszika lost to Kyle Travis to become North American Champion and this year, she is about to lose to the greatest Television Champion of all time.”
Michael Rivers: "There have only been two.”
::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. Se grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::
Lula Davidson: "Both these Jeszika and Lacey are tough; there is no doubt about that.”
Jamie Hensley: "And her opponent!”
::The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.::
"You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you."
::A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper with the UWA Television Championship around her neck like a collar.::
"I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan."
Lula Davidson: "Lacey Roberts has held the UWA Television Championship since she beat Amy Zing back in December.”
Jason Chase: "She’s been a dominant champion for almost nine months, the longest reigning in the UWA other than Ashley Kenyon, although didn’t she lose the title to Tedman.”
Michael Rivers: "I don’t think they figured it out yet.”
::Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.::
"Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl."
Jamie Hensley: "From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, she is the UWA Television Champion…Laaaacey Roberrrtsss!”
::Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, taking the title off from around her neck, sliding it into the ring and then slides in herself.::
"Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!"
Jason Chase: "Lacey has held that title for nearly nine months and has been a dominant champion. Look at the people she’s beaten. Now she adds Jeszika Gautier to the list.”
Michael Rivers: "Easier said than done.”
::Picking up the title and shouldering it, Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.::
"My eyes (my eyes)
Are filled with curiosity
You think (you think)
That you have power over me
In this life (this life)
There's no room for you and me
So turn away or
Face this day
WITH ME! (Face the day with me)
WITH ME! (Face this day with me)"
::Lacey moves to the center of the ring and holds up the Television Championship, trash talking Jeszika, who moves closer.::
Jason Chase: "That is a confident champion.”
::The former UWA World Champion looks at the title, then at the champion and slaps her much to the crowd’s delight. Lacey drops the title and staggers back a bit. The referee tosses the title aside and calls for the opening bell.::
Lula Davidson: "And this match is underway.”
Jason Chase: "That was a cheap shot!”
Michael Rivers: "But it was entertaining.”
::Jeszika doesn’t seem to want to let up on the attack, throwing a few kicks at Lacey, sending her back into the ropes. Jeszika shoots the Television Champion across the ring, running in for a dropkick, but Lacey hangs on to the ropes, causing the former UWA World Champion to miss and land on her back.::
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika going to work on Lacey, but the UWA Television Champion turns it around.”
::Lacey moves in to try and take control of the match, locking in an armbar as Jeszika manages to get to her feet. She wrenches the armbar in, trying to take it out of the equation for the match. She drives her elbow into Jeszika’s shoulder and then takes her down with a snap suplex, and then catches her with another snap suplex. Lacey goes for a cover, hooking the leg.::
One…
Kick out!
Lula Davidson: "Lacey with a cover, but not enough to get it done.”
::Lacey attempts to lock on another armbar, but this time Jeszika fights her off and pulls her into a side Russian legsweep.::
Lula Davidson: "And Jeszika is trying to make a come back!”
Michael Rivers: "You cannot argue with how tough Jeszika is.”
::As Lacey starts to get to up, Jeszika nails a series of kicks to the UWA Television Champion, and nails a vicious side kick, knocking her back down. Jeszika goes for a pin of her own.::
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula Davidson: "Vicious kicks by Jeszika, but Lacey still kicks out.”
Jason Chase: "And you cannot underestimate how tough Lacey Roberts is.”
::Jeszika quickly gets to her feet, going for a standing moonsault, but Lacey manages to get her knees up. Jeszika bounces off, holding her mid-section and trying to get to her feet. Lacey rolls out of the ring, on to the apron and hers to her feet.
Pulling herself up, Lacey launches herself for a springboard clothesline. Unfortunately for her, the former UWA World Champion has enough ring presence and connects with a dropkick to the current UWA Television Champion, taking her down.::
Lula Davidson: "A devastating dropkick to Lacey! She may be out.”
Michael Rivers: "It’s that kind of ring presence that made Jeszika Gautier a UWA World Champion.”
::Jeszika rolls on top for a cover.::
One…
Two…
Kick out!
Jason Chase: "And that toughness is why Lacey Roberts is a champion.”
::The former UWA World Champion quickly gets to her feet, jumping onto Lacey with a double footstomp. Lacey turns over, starting to get to her feet. Jeszika shoots the ropes and attempts to connect with a crossbody, but Lacey catches her with capture suplex, tossing Jeszika over her head.::
Lula Davidson: "And Lacey manages to catch Jeszika with a vicious suplex and that could be the turning point of the match!”
::Lacey is able to get to her feet and catches Jeszika with a running DDT. She quickly goes for a cover, hooking the leg.::
Lula Davidson: "Lacey with the running DDT and this may be over!”
One…
Two…
Th…shoulder up!
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika Gautier kicks out somehow!”
Jason Chase: "I thought Lacey had that.”
Michael Rivers: "See, thats your problem.....No one pays you to think.”
::Getting to her feet, Lacey signals it is time to finish this and gets herself into position. As Jeszika starts to get to her feet, Lacey shoots the ropes, going for the Reaper Scythe.::
Jason Chase: "Well I think Lacey is getting ready to finish this one.”
Lula Davidson: "I hate to say you are right, but it looks like she’s setting up for the Reaper Scythe.”
::At the last moment, Jeszika manages to avoid the finisher and connects with an enzugiri.::
Lula Davidson: "And Jeszika Gautier manages to avoid the Reaper Scythe and connect with an enzuigiri!”
Jason Chase: "How?”
::Jeszika shoots Lacey into the corner and follows in with a dropkick to the UWA Television Champion.::
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika Gautier is on the attack, taking it right to Lacey Roberts!”
::Stepping through the ropes and climbing the turnbuckle, Lacey starts to pick Lacey up. Lacey throws a few jabs, as does Jeszika. Jeszika settles the matter by slamming Lacey’s head into the turnbuckle and pulls herself and Lacey up the top.::
Lula Davidson: "Both women trying to keep the fight going. Jeszika is setting up for something...pulling Lacey to the top.”
Jason Chase: "Lacey, you can do it!”
Michael Rivers: "She may be out of it.”
::The cameras flash and the crowd cheers as Jeszika Gautier takes the UWA Television Champion Lacey Roberts down from the top rope with the leg trap sunset flip powerbomb she calls Fatale-ity. Jeszika hooks the leg and pushes up a bit for the pin.::
One…
Two…
Three!
Lula Davidson: "The Fatale-ity and the three count and Jeszika Gautier has just beaten the UWA Television Champion!”
::Jeszika rolls off to break the pin, using the ropes to pull herself up and throws an arm into the air.::
Jamie Hensley: "Here is your winner…Jessszikaaa Gautier!”
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika Gautier has beaten Lacey Roberts to open up Spring Slaughter in a highly competitive match.”
::The referee raises Jeszika’s arm in victory. She climbs the top rope and poses for the crowd, basking in their cheers, then exits the ring. Lacey stirs and rolls to the outside, demanding her UWA Television Championship. She grabs the title as it is handed to her and holds it close.::
Jason Chase: "It was a non-title match. Lacey Roberts is still the Television Champion, so Jeszika’s win was meaningless.”
Michael Rivers: "It could put her in the running for a shot at the TV title.”
Jason Chase: "There are people more deserving of a title shot that Jeszika Gautier.”
::As Lacey leaves for the back, she holds the back of her head and holds the title up to show that, even though she lost, she is still a champion. Jeszika forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it up to her mouth and blowing it as the crowd cheers for her.
Lula Davidson: "Deserving or not, Jeszika Gautier scores the victory tonight.”
Michael Rivers: "That was the opening, we still have three wars to go.”
::Jeszika stands in the ring, all alone as even the referee is gone. Suddenly, five guys in matching green hoodies jump the railing and slowly surround the ring. Jeszika notices the men jumping the ring and braces herself for a fight even though 5 on 1 wasn't good odds for her. A sixth, in a familiar green hoodie walks through the entranceway and nods to the ring. The five equally hooded men attack her. She knocks down one of the smaller ones and gets in a shot on a second before the bigger ones manage to overwhelm her. As the five men get a grip on her, holding her down, the hooded man steps up to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “Oh now what is this! She just had a match!”
Jason Chase: "Another message from Sentinel no doubt.”
Michael Rivers: “Doubt it.”
Man: "Mellow greetings, arrangements have acquired solitude for this anticipated meeting of ours..."
::Jeszika snarls at him.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Who the fuck are you? You son of a bitch!”
Man: "Alas, resonating understanding remains impossible as recognition eludes you..."
::He steps up into the ring and nods to her.::
Man: "Claims will be made that you know not who I am..."
::He throws back his hood to reveal the cruelly smirking face of Cole Hunter.::
Cole Hunter: "Just keep telling yourself that..."
Lula Davidson: “It wasn't Sentinel see!”
Jason Chase: "I'll be damned.”
Michael Rivers: “....Very soon...if your lucky.”
::Jeszika jaw drops. It was him! Her stalker! She snarls then and tries to break free from the men who hold her down.::
Jeszika Gautier: “You son of a bitch! I swear to god…”
::Cole cuts her off with a kick to the midsection. He rolls out to the floor as the five men send Jeszika out with him. Cole picks her up, hooks her arms and drills her with On The Hunt on the floor. Jeszika is almost instantly out cold. The last thing she sees before her vision fades is Cole Hunters smirking face.
The camera then shifts from security and EMT's coming out to check on Jeszika to the backstage area. Cameron Worley glances around a corner and sees the door labeled “Sang Réal” and nods with a mischievous look in his eyes.::
Jason Chase: "Now what is this degenerate doing?!”
Lula Davidson: “who knows, but considering its the Mafia.....it will be fun!”
Cameron Worley: “Come on, y’all, this is the place!”
::He and his brother and tag team partner, Shawn Worley, walk up to the door, open it up and look around.::
Cameron Worley: “Alright, y’all put the firepit in the back corner on the right. Set the dartboard over yonder by the side door that goes into the shitter.”
Lula Davidson: “Did he say firepit?!”
Jason Chase: "He...did.”
Shawn Worley: “Where ya figure the kegs go?”
Jason Chase: "AND Kegs!?”
::Cameron ponders this.::
Cameron: “Waylon, put the kegs and the table over by the firepit.”
::A few seconds later, about twenty-five people walk passed them with all kinds of things like a black metal firepit/smoker/grill, ten tanks of something, chairs, tables, fake trees, a couple of bales of hay, five black pug puppies, four live chickens, a live cow, and eight coolers of God knows what. The last one in is their cousin Willie carrying his trusty shotgun like a teddy bear. Cameron and Shawn nod to each other before following the family in.::
Shawn Worley: “This is gonna be the greatest shindig in Thompson Family history!”
Cameron: “You DAAAAAMN right!”
::They walk inside, the door closing on the camera with a sign over the nameplate that reads “Cornbread Mafia’s Y’all Come Back Saloon: Barbecue in progress!” The camera then shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “The Cornbread Mafia....have hyjacked the Tag Team Champions locker room!”
Jason Chase: "And are throwing a inbred hodown!”
Michael Rivers: “....i may need to step away...i want a beer. Nah....i am the only thing interesting about commentary now anyway.”
Jamie Hensley: "The following contest is a handicap match and it is set for one fall!! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 504 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Sariel and representing the Children of Nephilim, Ramiel, Ananiel, BENE ELOHIM!!!”
::Iced Earth's "Angels Holocaust" starts up, blasting an epic fanfare through the loudspeakers. Sariel leads Ramiel and Ananiel through the curtain and walks them to the ring. The three step into the ring and hit their knees, looking to the sky for the answers they know can only come from above.::
Lula Davidson: “Here we go guys. These two have been calling one another out for weeks. ”
Jason Chase: "And now it's time to settle it. ”
Michael Rivers: "Well, realiticly, Kyle Travis has been calling them out. The Children mearly answered. they didn't ask for this."
Lula Davidson: “Yes they did! by all they have done! ”
Jason Chase: "Yea! ”
Michael Rivers: "We can agree to disagree."
Jamie Hensley: "And their opponent, weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, KYLE TRAVIS!!!”
::The arena lights go out as "Kashmir" by Bond plays. As the opening chords of the song end, a burst of pyro erupts and brings the lights back on. Kyle Travis stands in the ring, crowbar extended over his head, Ananiel and Ramiel both lying on the mat. The referee snatches the crowbar away from Travis and calls for the bell as both of the twins look around wondering what hit them. Travis moves in and kicks Ananiel in the shoulder even as Ramiel starts crawling to the opposite side of the ring. Travis drops down, grabbing Ananiel’s left arm, stretching it out straight. Travis drives his knee down rapidfire onto Ananiel’s elbow, seemingly looking to smash the arm to pieces. Travis hammers down on the arm with a forearm shot and then grabs Ananiel’s hand, spreading the fingers wide. Ananiel kicks up and hits Travis in the head as Ramiel gets to his feet and starts across the ring. Travis responds with a vicious shot to the mouth of Ananiel that draws blood and then pops up into a European uppercut on Ramiel that causes the Samoan’s knees to momentarily buckle. Travis punches Ramiel in the stomach and Ramiel doubles over. Travis steps in behind him and takes a waistlock. Travis looks to set for a german suplex when Ananiel comes through with a lariat that knocks Travis off his brother and into the ropes. Travis bounces off the ropes and drops both with twins with a clothesline.::
Lula Davidson: “Kyle Travis is a man possessed!”
Jason Chase: "He’s got one of them bleeding already...”
Lula Davidson: “Now you gotta wonder how long can he keep this up?”
Michael Rivers: “Or how long until the other Children arrive and just end him...”
::Kyle Travis throws wild punches from his knees, nailing Ramiel in the face. Ananiel nails Travis and then gets to his feet. Travis gives him an uppercut and looks for a front facelock. Ramiel gets up and nails Travis in the back. Ananiel steps back and Bene Elohim come together for the Revelator. Travis falls to his knees, looking dazed. Ramiel steps back to the ropes and Ananiel runs to the ropes behind him. They come off and meet with a mafia kick sandwich. Travis slumps to the mat and Sariel starts pointing frantically at the far corner. Ramiel drags Travis up and fires him through the ropes to the floor. Ananiel goes to the corner indicated by Sariel and starts to fiddle with the turnbuckle pad. The referee goes over to slow down Ananiel, Sariel coming over to yell at the referee as well. With the referee well and fully distracted, Ramiel drops to the floor and drags Travis up. Ramiel blasts him in the moth with a stiff punch and spins into a belly to belly suplex onto the steel stairs. Travis hits hard and then tumbles over to the floor. Ramiel moves around the step, shoving the top half off the top to the floor, shoving them out of the way. Travis starts up and Ramiel moves in, looking to drill Travis again. Travis sidesteps him and hits a drop toe hold that lands Ramiel face first onto the lower half of the steps. Travis climbs up and scoops up Ramiel, setting and hitting a swinging neckbreaker onto the steel. Travis staggers up, looking almost drunk and rolls into the ring as the crowd cheers the violence on.::
Lula Davidson: “Ramiel is now bleeding as well!”
Jason Chase: "Safe to say people have underestimated Kyle Travis!”
Lula Davidson: “The crowd is loving this...”
Jason Chase: "And that’s a bad thing? Humanoids are always easily entertained, spudheads!”
::Ananiel leaves the corner and makes his way over towards Travis. As he bends over, Travis pulls him down into a small package and then rolls him up against the ropes. Travis kicks his feet out and then launches Ananiel over into a huge German suplex. Ananiel hits hard and Travis holds on, rolling through, popping his hips and firing Ananiel over into a second German suplex. As he goes for the third German, Ananiel kicks back, nailing Travis low. Travis doubles over and Ananiel spins into a clothesline to the back of the head knocking Travis on all fours. Ananiel grabs Travis by the back of the head and runs him face first into the turnbuckle with the loose pad. Travis staggers back, a trickle of blood starting down his face from his forehead. Ananiel bounces Travis face first off the turnbuckle again and again and again and again, the trickle of blood on Travis’s face getting bigger and more profuse with every shot. Ananiel pulls Travis’s arm into a wrenching crossface and sets to spin him but Travis manages to roll and send Ananiel into the turnbuckles face first instead. Travis steps back and points at him with his hands folded like a pistol.
Kyle Travis: “THIS IS HOW YOU DIE!”
Ananiel staggers out of the corner and Travis catches him for a Downward Spiral-style STO. As they hit Travis nods only for Sariel to grab his feet. Travis kicks her off hard enough to send her flying into the railing. Sariel falls to the ground and Travis drags Ananiel up into the corner. He grabs the man by the throat and starts choking him down, the referee reprimanding him for it as he goes.::
Lula Davidson: “Travis had him, waht the hell is he doing?”
Jason Chase: "Making a point!”
Lula Davidson: “He’s gonna get himself disqualified if he keeps going like this!”
Jason Chase: "I don’t think he gives a damn!”
::Travis continues to choke out Ananiel as the referee starts counting.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::The referee tries to pull Travis off of him but Travis will not be deterred. The referee starts counting again.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::The referee starts to give Travis his final warning when Ramiel comes charging across the ring and crashes into Travis from behind with a Stinger Splash. Travis starts to stagger away while Ananiel falls to his knees in the corner. Ramiel grabs Travis with his arm wrenched and spins him into B’yadai Elohim. Travis falls to the mat and Ramiel climbs on top, hammering away with wild, angry punches to the face. The referee moves in to start counting but Ramiel stops punching, grabs Travis’s head and starts bouncing it off the mat, hitting Travis on the mat again and again and again and again and again. The referee reprimands him, calling for a break. Ramiel shoves the referee away and punches Travis in the mouth again. Ramiel grabs Travis by the throat and starts choking him down the same way he’d choked out Ananiel. The referee starts counting Ramiel.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::The referee tries to pull ramiel off but can’t budge him. He starts counting again.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::As the referee starts to warn Ramiel, Travis kicks the Samoan low and starts to roll away. Both men get to their feet and start throwing straight, closed-fist punches. As they trade shots, the referee starts to reprimand both men, warning them over and over again. Ananiel steps up and ades in throwing punches as well. Travis eats a couple and then fires back. The referee tries to regain order and all three shove him out of the way. he tries to stop them and again, gets shoved away. He goes in a third time and this time gets thrown away. Travis rolls between the brothers and grabs the crowbar in the corner. Sariel tosses both twins tire irons and the referee calls for the bell, security pouring out to stop the this before it starts. Travis and the twins both struggle to get loose and rumble even as they get pulled away from each other.::
Lula Davidson: “This is insanity!”
Jason Chase: "They’re gonna need a bigger security force!”
Lula Davidson: “What is it gonna take?”
Jason Chase: "You don’t wanna know...”
Michael Rivers: "More then Travis has."
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has disqualified both parties for repeatedly disregarding his instructions, therefore this match is a double disqualification draw!”
::The two sides continue to try and get at one another through the wall of humanity that currently stands between them. It was the twins and Sariel who are pulled/pushed back up the rampway while Kyle Travis is restrained in the ring. Once the two sides are seperated enough the security in the ring exits and forms a wall on the ramp between the two sides. This, of course, leaves Kyle in the ring pacing back and forth like a caged animal and screaming up at the twins standing with Sariel at the top of the stage.::
Lula Davidson: "For some reason i don't think these two are done."
Jason Chase: "Betting money is on this not even being close to over."
Michael Rivers: "....."
Lula Davidson: "No comments Michael?"
Michael Rivers: "No need, someone is gonna say it for me."
::As Kyle paced in the ring a figure jumped the barricade behind him and slid into the ring. The black gowned Harbinger entered the ring and immediately pulled at the snaps of the gown to reveal a pair of tight black jeans with a crisscross pattern exposing the sides of her thighs, a silver belt and a black half top. Her blond hair was down covering the strange smile now, cry later porcellian mask. Kyle continue to scream and curse at the twins on the ramp but the boys only smirked. Ananiel lifted a hand and pointed.
Kyle turned just as Danika spins around at high speeds, her hand coming from near her face. Her hand slams into Kyle's face and something explodes. Kyle drops to the mat holding his face as peices what appear to be thick white glass explode around his head. Danika stands over the writhing body staring down at him and the mass of what appeared to be jagged shards around him. As she drops down to her knees and crawls forward and the camera finds that she was no longer wearing the mask and she is gorgeous.::
Lula Davidson: "Did she.....just shatter her mask on his face?!"
Jason Chase: "Screw that! Why was she hiding that under a mask! Ah-UHGA!
Michael Rivers: "Careful Jason. Someone may take offense to that and....hunt you down."
Jason Chase: "Oh like who? Her so called Lord?"
Michael Rivers: "He's a myth, but the twins may take offense."
::Danika crawls on her hands and knees to Travis and actually licks him from chin to forehead, collecting blood in the process and then rolls out of the ring and disappears into the crowd.
The camera shifts to the backstage area where Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, Sang Réal, walk up to their door in their specially made, uber-expensive three piece suits, custom-tailored and properly pressed just for the occasion. As they turn to their door, they stop and look ominously at the sign across it. A big gold star that reads “Sang Réal” adorns the center of the door with a cheap, homemade torn cardboard sign that reads “Cornbread Mafia’s Y’all Come Back Saloon: Barbecue In Progress” in charcoal. Sounds of Molly Hatchet’s “Junkyard Dawg” ring out from the room along with several smells, not all of them bad. Murphy and Krown start to step back when the door opens, Cameron Worley and Carmen Alonso step through the smoke, smiling broadly.::
Cameron Worley: “Hey, y’all made it! Come on in and set a spell!”
::Murphy and Krown just stand there.::
Connor Murphy: “This our room!”
::Cameron nods as carmen steps back inside to allow Cameron’s brother Shawn to join him at the door. ::
Cameron Worley: “Sho is, we just made it a bit more… homey, didn’t we, Shawn?”
::Shawn nods.::
Shawn Worley: “Come on, y’all’s almost family too, we got us a mess of ribs...”
Cameron Worley: “They might be more chicken boys…”
::The Worleys step aside as their cousins, Big Bubba Thompson and his sister, Daisy Thompson, come up the hallway, each taking a member of Sang Réal by the hand. As the door closes behind them, they look around in horror at the mess of rednecks and animals in their dressing room. A cow and two horses stand in one corner munching on a bale of hay. Dickie Tramel sits on a second bale nursing his balls. in the next corner, the fire pit/smoker/grill has various pieces of meat cooking, smoking up the place while the black pug puppies and chickens run willy nilly amongst all the people in various states of intoxication. Four big teenage girls walk up and take Connor and Gabriel from the Thompsons, leading them to a third corner where an elderly gentleman with a long white beard and overalls with no shirt sits whittling away on something. ::
Shawn Worley: “They gonna get laid?”
::Cameron shrugs as the four girl start forcing purple liquid down Sang Réal’s throats, spilling it all over their suits and staining the hell out of them in the process.::
Cameron Worley: “I think if they don’t run soon…”
::A shotgun blast goes off and everyone in the room jumps at the sound.::
Cameron Worley: “Dang, Willie, ain’t nobody runnin like deer… yet…”
Shawn Worley: “You know they gonna make us pay for that now, try not let Bertha bark fire no more tonight…”
::Willie shrugs as he cradles his trusty shotgun, Bertha.::
Willie McCoy: “Sorry…”
::The Worleys nod and then look over to Sang Réal.::
Cameron Worley: “Boy I tell you what, this is gonna be a good night!”
Shawn Worley: “American by birth…”
::Cameron nods and they fist bump.::
Cameron Wotley: “And southern by the grace of God!”
::The camera shifts to Sang Real who each share an expression that is half angry and half “oh my god i've slipped into deliverance overe here!!!!” before shifting the camera back to ringside.::
Lula Davidson: “I think someone may want to help Sang Real.”
Jason Chase: "Before they end up getting told to squeal like a pig boy!”
Michael Rivers: “No everyone from the backwoods is a inbred pyscho Jason.”
Jason Chase: "....Um movies don't lie!”
Jamie Hensley: "Our next match tonight at Spring Slaughter is set for one fall! Introducing first, from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds...The Violence...VINCE JONES!"
::A loud gunshot is heard blasting over the loudspeakers and throughout the arena. Next the sound of a live electrical current can be heard pulsing through the air as the voice of 2Pac breaks the silence.::
"Yo we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A.
Bruh whatever you killahs want we bringing it
Thug Luv, bitch what time is it?
I don't give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to slay these bitch ass killahs
They ain't even knowing what type of killahs we is
Where my thugs at?
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, I know you mahfuckas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it"
::Bizzy Bone takes over with the lyrics on the track as Vince Jones suddenly bursts through the entryway curtains armed with his black, Louisville slugger baseball bat. Jasmine appears through the entryway curtains and follows close behind him. Vince Jones makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms and the baseball bat over his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old New York street gang, the EDW.::
"Well I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson
You brought and am I stressing it softly"
::Vince Jones slowly makes his way down towards ringside while antagonizing and provoking each and every last person in the stands that he can during his stroll. ::
"Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level
They can't stop me or drop me killah they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a nine or pistol little killa
Wit mine fuck dem killas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone killa believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up over Cleveland"
::Vince Jones reaches and enters the ring. He immediately climbs up to the middle turnbuckle where he raises his arms and the Louisville slugger in the air, and flashes the hand sign of the EDW once again.::
"Ha ha ha what's poppin' killa? Put your motherfucking
Hand on your strap killa, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or be like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me killa and you better kill me thug life baby"
::After taking in and literally feeding off of the hatred from the crowd he climbs down from the turnbuckle and readies himself for battle as the theme music slowly fades out.::
"Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv"
Lula Davidson: “Love him or hate him, Vince Jones truly is an impressive physical specimen.”
Jason Chase: "Few are like yo boy!”
Michael Rivers: “Don't start.....”
Jason Chase: ".....But...”
Michael Rivers: “DONT!”
Jamie Hensley: "And introducing his opponent..."
::The lights dim down and a single spotlight is shown at the stage, as "Look Pimpin'" begins.::
"You see my swag
Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
I think you better back (back)
Because my hand is itching to give you a smack"
Jamie Hensley: "...from Las Vegas and weighing in at 225 pounds...The World Player...SILVER BARON!"
::The Silver Baron rises up from beneath the stage, with both his main girls, Nicole and Jade, arms linked around his on both sides. Once fully risen up, he looks around, before the girls let go and the Silver Baron raises his hands up in the air.::
"What's your name again Jack?
It's the end of the road ain't no turning back
Don't let the fly taste fool you
Matter fact it's about time that I school you
Don't worry I'm not in a hurry
I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
A little birdie chirped of your flurry
Now I must nip it or better yet bury"
::The Silver baron begins to casually walk to the ring, occassionally reaching over to slap hands with some of the fans, along with a bit of flirting to some of the ladies. He is followed closely by Nicole and Jade.::
"Your entity look at me while I'm talking
I heard you lurking or was it even stalking
My program thinking you're the man in the place
Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face"
::Once all three reach the ring, the ladies get up, and pose at the ropes, while The Silver Baron slides in. Immediately, he climbs up on the nearest turnbuckle, oustretches his arms, before tapping himself twice on the chest with his scepter.::
Lula Davidson: “The pimp and the player.”
Jason Chase: "Life is wonderful is it not?”
::The referee, after checking both me, calls them forward to explain the rules. A standard match though it may be, the stakes are high for both guys. There's not even fake respect between these two guys with both backing into their corners again with neither taking their eyes off the other. And once the bell rings, no time is wasted by them in getting nose to nose in the middle of the ring. The referee thinks better of trying to break them up as the jaw-jackin' and trash-talkin' gets going.
Vince lords his size advantage over Baron, making it clear with a gesture of his fist that he means to knock the pimp out. Baron shrugs off the threats until he's shoved back by the larger Jones. A half-smile manifests on Baron's face before he gives Jones a pimp hand that echoes all the way to the cheap seats. Shocked more than hurt by the vicious open-handed strike, Jones turns back a moment too late and is driven into the corner by Baron, who throws a few more shoulders to the midsection for good measure. Jones lands a few clubbing blows to the back to slow his opponent down, but his charge ends with him taking an armdrag to the mat. Backing up on the second rope, Baron comes off with a missile dropkick that puts Jones on his back, allowing the pimp to stalk his adversary.::
Lula Davidson: “Nice offense by Baron to start.”
Jason Chase: "He won't keep it up. Not against Jonsey.”
::Baron drives a boot into Vince's gut and hoists him up on his shoulders, lifting the big man with surprising ease. Jones elbows his way out of the Playa-Bomb and Baron taunts him with the end being 'just that close'. Jones fires off a big right and the slugfest is on. Baron's speed lets him get in a few unanswered shots. Jones is staggered and Baron gets momentum off the ropes for a clothesline, yet Vince hooks the arm and drills Baron into the mat with a full-nelson slam. Infuriated by Baron's assault, Jones wastes no time mounting the Ontario native and pummeling him with piston-like right hands to the face. Baron covers up after a fashion but the referee still has to step in to make the five-count. Baron barks back that he has five seconds before grabbing Baron by the head and bouncing it off the mat several times before again being threatened with disqualification.
Defiantly, he holds up five fingers in the referee's face and Baron reaches up to grab that same arm, trying to twist Vince into the Silver Lining! Jones is nearly locked into the armbreaker before quickly angling his body and hooking a foot over the bottom rope. Baron gives it a couple more seconds of effort before reluctantly breaking...but he makes sure (again) that Vince knows how close he came to losing from Baron's perspective. Both men are upright by now and this time Vince gets the better of Baron with a series of forearm shots. A running boot knocks Baron to the mat and Jones quickly tries to capitalize. Baron scrambles for the ropes and Vince kicks his leg out from under him, strking hard against the back of Baron's knee.::
Jason Chase: "See?”
Lula Davidson: “It isn't over yet.”
Michael Rivers: “....”
::Baron starts to favor the leg, more so as Jones stomps and kicks the hell out of it. He pulls himself up in the corner but Vince is right there to wrap the leg around the middle rope and stretch the hell out of it. A few right hands only seem to piss The Violence off, but it gets him to let go of the leg and Baron fights to take the momentum back. Weathering another series of stiff shots from Jones, he delivers a kick of his own to Vince's leg and nails a running DDT before trying a pin.
One...
Two...
Jones kicks out just after the hand comes down for the second time and Baron, slow to get to his feet, tries to shake out the leg a bit. Jones shoots for the leg and gets hold of it, even ducking an enzuigiri from Baron and following that with a dragon screw leg whip. Clamping on a kneebar, Vince wrenches at the leg, trying to keep Baron from the ropes but only managing for so long. He milks the count, though, putting as much pressure on Baron as possible. When he rushes the damaged pimp, Baron is ready and pulls the ropes down, sending Jones to the outside. Grabbing the top rope, Baron throws caution to the wind and vaults over the ropes, landing hard on Jones.::
Lula Davidson: “Neither man has an ounce of give here.”
Michael Rivers: “would you? Jones wants to put out both founders of the Knights and Baron wants to avenge his partner.”
Jason Chase: "Never looked at it like that before.”
::Neither man thinks much of the count at this point, with Baron trying to slam Jones into the apron, the barricade, the steps and whatever surface looks hard enough to deal damage. It's obvious that the hurt leg is hampering him though...there's not much snap in his execution. Still, he does his best to stay in motion against Jones, causing The Violence to post himself as Baron quickly rolls back into the ring to avoid a charge. Woozy but cognizant of the count, Jones is back in around eight and Baron is right there to lower the boom. He knocks Vince into the corner with a roaring elbow but Jones comes right back with a clothesline that knocks Baron for a loop. Backing up onto the second rope, Jones delivers an elbow and makes a pin attempt of his own as he grinds his forearm across Baron's face.
One...
Two...
Baron kicks out and Jones goes back to the knee bar, clamping down tight. It's more mid-ring this time, leaving Baron without an easy way to escape. Every attempt causes Jones to tighten his grip, even when Baron starts pounding on any part of Vince that's within reach. By the time he pulls himself to the ropes, damage has been done. Still, Baron gets on his feet despite Vince's taunts, surprising the NYC native with another pimp hand. Baron refuses to relent, managing a decent Samoan drop despite the bad wheel, dropping Jones hard. Forced to rely mostly on fisticuffs now, Baron gets right down to it and mounts Vince as had been done to him prior, delivering forearms to the jaw of the former North American Champion. And he's no happier when the official tries to stop HIM, either.::
Lula Davidson: “These two really don't like one another.”
Jason Chase: "Lindsey Lohan is into drugs!”
Michael Rivers: “.....what?”
Jason Chase: "i thought she was staring news everyone already knew.....what?”
::Baron continues to keep Jones on the defensive, landing a cross body on the big man as soon as he gets back to his feet and following up with a big elbow drop. The pin only nets him a two again but he keeps up the assault, laying the boots to Vince's right arm. Returning the favor done his knee, Baron steps on Jones's hand and stomps the arm with the other foot, getting the referee involved yet again.
Baron wrings the arm of Jones after pulling him to his feet, but almost loses his grip thanks to some nasty chops from Jones. Retaliating with a headbutt, Baron jumps and falls back, driving both knees into Vince's arm. The impact hurts Baron, though, giving Jones a few more moments to recover. His speed isn't what it should be, but Baron manages a decent running punt to Vince's arm and then, taking hold of it, tries for the Silver Lining yet again. Desperation is even greater this go-round and Vince is barking at the referee angrily by the time he hooks an arm around the middle strand.
Not wanting to back off, Baron keeps trying to push past the referee and his enthusiasm gets the better of him. Vince takes to the air, driving the pimp to the mat with a Gang Bang Thesz press. A series of lefts batter Baron but don't have quite the same force as Vince's right hands. He boots Baron in the head as he's brought back to his feet, trying to smack some feeling into his right arm. Both men are down a limb at this point but currently Baron is getting the better of the situation. This time, his enzuigiri connects, dropping Vince to a knee. A running headscissors follows, smacking Vince's head off the mat.
One...
Two...
The resulting pin, however, goes only to a long two. Baron bounces Vince's face off the mat and, yet again, tries for the Silver Lining. Jones keeps the hands locked though, and heaves Baron up with his considerable strength, dropping him with a modified powerbomb. Now it's Jones trying for another pin.
One...
Two...
But Baron is defiant still. Jones backs into a corner, still shaking out his arm as he measures Baron. He drills the pimp with a spear that knocks the air right out of him.::
Jason Chase: "Come on Jonsey!”
Lula Davidson: “Damn hard spear!”
::Vince, feeling confident, calls for the end. He cinches in Baron for The Silencer but the young veteran turns it into an inside cradle!
One...
Two...
Jones kicks out and nearly ends things right there with a Jaw Jacka, yet Baron ducks at the last moment, leaving Vince to get hung up in the ropes. Baron locks his arms around Vince's waist, thinking German suplex, but Vince elbows his way out of the attempt. A few forearm shots to The Violence's back, though, keep him from extricating himself. Baron hoists him up onto the turnbuckles, keeping on with the physical pounding. His plan becomes clear in due course: he's using the corner to set Vince up more easily for a Playa-Bomb due to the assault on his knee. Jones, sensing imminent danger, tries to fight his way off Baron's shoulders. He only manages to seat himself on the turnbuckles again and Baron, laying in some chops, changes his plan of attack.::
Lula Davidson: “What a match! It's still anyone's contest!”
Jason Chase: "Jonsey has this.”
Michael Rivers: “.....He better.”
::Soon enough, the pair are exchanging heavy shots on the top strand with Vince seemingly taking the worst of it. He lashes out after a particularly nasty right hand from Baron, striking the pimp's knee and causing him to topple to the mat. Baron's able to regain his feet, but shakily. The next thing he sees is Vince launching himself off the second rope and delivering the Neck Cutter!::
Jason Chase: "SEE?!”
One...
Two...
Three!
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...VINCE JONES!"
::Vince doesn't waste a lot of time celebrating, instead leaving the ring and joining his companions on the outisde before the referee can even raise his arm. Baron, still feeling the effects of the Neck Cutter, is just coming around as Vince is backing up the ramp, glaring at the ring.
The camera shifts to a commercial for Redbull and then returns to an empty ring. ::The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entranceway, smirking cruelly, Artemis right by his side. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." Artemis follows him as he steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entranceway.::
Lula Davidson: "What is he doing here?”
Jason Chase: "Is that really a question you want answered?"
Lula Davidson: "He’s not even supposed to be here! And after what he did earlier!"
Jason Chase: "I don't think he cares."
Michael Rivers: "The great ones don't."
::Cole walks over, showing the world he has a microphone as artemis stands by him, looking on lovingly. The crowd boos and Cole smirks almost playfully at the reaction.::
Cole Hunter: “Greetings and salutations, my wondrous gathering of misfits, miscreants, malcontents, mouth-breathers, knuckle-draggers and other assorted troglodytic paramecia… reasoning shall be imparted to those that listen presently… ”
::He nods to the screen. It roars to life to show Craven being assaulted in the parking lot by multiple assailants.::
Cole Hunter: “Alas, the Protector protects nothing…”
::A cruel smirk crosses Cole’s face as scenes of Craven are suddenly mixed with flashes of what happened earlier tonight to Jeszika..::
Cole Hunter: “Anyone. Once Again…”
::The screen cuts to a second video, this time showing Jade being held somewhere.::
Cole Hunter: “But we must move on to new frontiers....for now. Imagination ignites with visions of Miss J’s journey to... oblivion.”
::Suddenly, Tool’s “Sober” hits and Craven is shown staggering backstage, covered in blood, almost dragging his right leg while his right arm clings to his side. The crowd erupts as he staggers through the entranceway and makes his way to the ring.::
Lula Davidson: "My god....look at Craven!"
Jason Chase: "He needs to stay his ass in the back."
Michael Rivers: "Desperate men seek acts of desperation by nature Jason. It's fate."
Cole Hunter: “Look, the dog fails to learn his lesson… perhaps another can be furnished for his betterment and our amusement...”
::Artemis nods as Craven finally makes it into the ring. As he tries to make a move on them, Artemis kicks his right leg. Craven clutches at it and staggers. Artemis kicks him in the right knee and Craven falls to the mat in agony. The five men from the video, Ray Smyth, Rod Fielding, Robert Resnik, Craig Bush and Johnny Hull walk down the ramp and enter the ring, surrounding Craven as he lies on the mat, looking like wolves surrounding wounded prey.::
Cole Hunter: “She can see you, Ricky…”
::The Five move in and start putting the boots to him on the mat, Artemis cackling psychotically as Craven cries out in pain.::
Cole Hunter: “She can hear your screams…”
::Cole motions at the Five to stop and the two largest, Ray and Rod, pull Craven to his feet. Ray takes the left, Rod takes the other side as Cole nods approvingly.::
Cole Hunter: “She’s begging you to come, begging you to save her…”
::Artemis slaps Craven across the face and Ray can’t help but laugh.::
Cole Hunter: “And now she sees… you are incapable of being the savior required. You are not now, nor have you ever been… the Protector that was needed. You cannot do it alone, Ricky…”
Lula Davidson: "someone needs to put a stop to this now!"
Michael Rivers: "Why? He made his own bed."
Jason Chase: "True story!"
::Cole moves in and comes face to face with Craven even as Craven tries to thrash his way free.::
Cole Hunter: “The proper inquiry ceases to be, “Who will save Miss J?” Now, the proper inquiry becomes, “Who will save… you?”
::He drops the microphone and motions at them to have their way with him. Suddenly, the lights go down and another video starts playing.::
“Sometimes”
::The words scrolls across the screen in big red letters followed by various shots of filth, squalor and areas frequented by the homeless, poor and disenfranchised.::
“A man must take a few steps back.”
::With music reminiscent of the score from Requiem for a Dream playing, more words are intercut with further scenes of urban decay.::
“He must take a deep look into his very soul…”
::The shots show the camera moving in and out of broken and burnt out buildings.::
“He must overcome his demons.”
::Stairs, graffiti, more decay.::
“He must become one with himself.”
::Up the stairs, seemingly searching for something, anything to hold onto.::
“Only then, can he return…”
::A broken room with what almost looks like a coffin lying on the floor.::
“Only then can he exact his vengeance”
::Shot of Las Vegas, focusing in on the Luxor at night with it’s great beam of light shining into the night sky.::
“Tonight… UWA once again gets…
::A celtic cross on the wall.::
“Protection!”
::A hospital explodes and a motorcycle revs. Skindred’s cover of “Back In Black” hits, the lights come back as the screen goes dead and Fraser Freeman rides through the entranceway on his bike, the crowd losing it’s mind in the process. Freeman parks his bike and steps off of it as Johnny Hull and Craig Bush move in after him. Fraser punches Johnny in the mouth, knocking him aside and then nails Craig as well, sending him to the floor. He starts in and Cole motions at Ray and Rod to leave Craven. Robert steps up and Fraser drops him with a clothesline as Cole, Artemis and Rod drag Ray from the ring. Craig and Johnny pull Robert out and the three join their compatriots in holding Ray back as Fraser stands over Craven to keep him from being a target any longer. Freeman motions at them to come back but Cole simply shakes his head, smirking knowingly.::
Lula Davidson: "My GOD! The Protector is back!”
Jason Chase: "What the hell...”
::The camera shifts from the newly returned Frazer Freeman, as the crowd chants for him to the backstage where Vince is making his way toward the locker room. Baron is somewhere being tended to, hench his lack of involvement with his partners return.
From the opposite side of the hallway came the hulking form of the beast Sentinel. The mood the monster is in causes the most ballsy of the techs to step out of the beasts way, giving Sentinel a wide birth. Except when Jones reaches him.
Vince doesn't move, let alone cower. The two collide shoulder to shoulder, checking one another but the two big monsters barely move the other. Jones looks to the side and sneers.::
Vince Jones: “Watch it Boy. Ya aint worthy of touching Ya Boy!”
::Sentinel's simply smirks that chilling smirk of his and reaches up and brushes off his shoulder, as if Vince had gotten it dirty before continuing forward for his match and the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “Here we go. After weeks of speculation, which was proved wrong earlier tonight Sentinel and Bethany finally clash for the World Wrestling Championship!”
Jason Chase: "You have to wonder how angry Sentinel is after what happened earlier tonight.”
Michael Rivers: “Say what you wish, I believe the damage has already been done.”
Jamie Hensley: "This is your main event and is for the World Wrestling Championship! Introducing first the challenger from Valley Forge, Tennesse and weighting in at two hundred and eighty-one pounds. He is the Silent Destroyer....SENTINEL!”
::The techno-rock instrumental theme, "The Sentinel" by Celldweller, starts to ripple through the speakers as smoke starts to billow through the floor of the stage. Upon a rising platform set beneath the stage is the crouched form of Sentinel, a hood over his head and a 'death mask' worn over his face. A single purple spotlight shines down as his massive figure uncoils and rises to its full height, each hand gripping the ends of a steel chain, his head bowed. At 1:00 of the theme, Sentinel throws the hood back, staring straight at the ring while, six seconds later, an explosion of smoky pyro goes off along the edge of the stage.
Storming down the ramp, Sentinel grabs the middle rope upon reaching the apron and pulls himself up with ease. He turns and stares out at the mass of humanity around him before stepping between the top and middle rope and moving to the middle of the ring. Broad shoulders rise and fall as he keeps his head lowered for several moments...then lifts it and rips away the mask, revealing striking red eyes where there was once a stony gray. The camera closes in on this dark visage for a few moments before he moves away to a corner of the ring.
Dropping his chain and folded cut on the mat and placing them safely beneath the turnbuckles, the Destroyer lowers himself into a crouch, elbows resting upon his thighs as he stares across the ring at nothing at all. "The Sentinel" fades out and his hands open and close slowly as though impatient to take hold of or strike something.::
Lula Davidson: “Weeks of suspicion. Weeks of accusations and has there been a single apology?”
Jason Chase: "After laying out the girls at every turn I don't think they owe him one.”
Michael Rivers: “And....it would fall on deaf ears.”
Jamie Hensley: "And his opponent from New Orleans, Lousiana and weighting in at a hundred and forty pounds. She is the reigning and defending U.W.A. World Wrestling Champion.....BETHANY KENYON!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::
Lula Davidson: “A champion we can be proud of.”
Jason Chase: "We can agree to disagree.”
Michael Rivers: “She is the last woman standing. All the others have either been taken out, or turned to the dark side. Inspiring really.”
::What the woman gave up in size to the man twice her weight she made up for in heart and sheer pit bull tenacity. As soon as the bell rang the two closed the gap and met in the center of the ring. Bethany tried to talk, perhaps to tell her side. To offer some kind of apology but Sentinel stood stone still looking down at the woman before him. Bethany continued to try and talk and Sentinel did his best impression of a Buckingham palace guard.
After realizing that talking wasn't going to work Bethany finally just shrugged her shoulders and took a swing. A hard right that rocked the larger man backwards. Before Sentinel can adjust to the blow another slams into the side of his jaw and then a third.::
Lula Davidson: “Damn she is fast!”
Jason Chase: "She's gonna have to be, because if she isn't and he catches her, it's game over.”
Michael Rivers: “Give her some credit. Beth is nothing if not resilient.”
::Sentinel takes the cobwebs loose and throws a hard right of his own at the smaller woman, but she ducks it and when he spins around she blasts him with a right of her own. Again Sentinel swings and a second time Beth ducks it and rocks him with a right of her own. Twice more this happens until Sentinel's eyes narrow and he turns arching and aiming a kick behind him.
Bethany ducks under the kick and hits the ropes running with Sentinel close on her heels. When she hits the ropes she leaps and lands on the second rope and uses it to springboards back at the charging Sentinel slamming her knee into his face. Sentinel hits the mat and Bethany lands with a roll and quickly scurries into the cover.::
ONE!
TW-KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: “Long one count.”
Jason Chase: "It will take more then a knee to put down Sentinel.”
Michael Rivers: “The dude is tough.”
::Beth, being the competent Champion she is immediately goes back on the offensive. Straddling his chest and driving hard right hands into his head. After a flurry of right hands Bethany slides into a side headlock but immediately regrets it as Sentinel begins to climb to his feet with her attached.
Once he gets back to his feet Sentinel plants a hand behind her lower back and launched the smaller woman across the entire ring. Bethany lands on her side and immediately uses the momentum to roll from the ring and lands on her feet on the floor.::
Lula Davidson: “The only thing that saved her was her agility.”
Jason Chase: "And it will run out eventually.”
Michael Rivers: “Perhaps.....”
::In the ring Sentinel stands in the center breathing hard and motions impatiently for Beth to get back into the ring. Slowly, carefully, Bethany slides back into the ring and as soon as she stands Sentinel charges her. Bethany ducks under a clothesline and turns aiming her popular superkick at Sentinel's head.::
Lula Davidson: “KISS OFF!”
Jason Chase: "No! He caught it!”
Michael Rivers: “I'll be damned.”
::Bethany hops once on her plant foot with Sentinel looking down at her with a wicked little smirk. As Sentinel throws her leg down, Bethany uses the momentum to whip herself around and slams the same foot into the side of his head in a wheel kick. Sentinel staggers backwards as Beth hits another spin kick, this time to the stomach and then a third to the knee dropping Sentinel to his knee.
With Sentinel down to a knee Bethany turns and hits the ropes running, rebounds and uses sentinel's own body to climb upwards and drives the point of her knee into the side of his head with a beautiful Enziguri.::
Lula Davidson: “come on Champ!”
Jason Chase: "The Champ putting on a clinic here!”
Michael Rivers: “.....Just wait.....”
::Bethany quickly drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
::Sentinel barely gets the shoulder up and the crowd begins to get to their feet. They can sense that Bethany is on her game. Feeding off the crowd Bethany climbs to her feet and mounts the rop turnbuckle and stands waiting for Sentinel to climb to his knees.
Bethany comes off the top rope aiming to hook her arm around Sentinel's head in midair and hit a DDT but Sentinel launches himself upwards and throws an arm out hitting a uppercut so such force that Bethany hits the mat limp and the crowd, just seconds before in a uproar dies instantly.::
Michael Rivers: “See.”
Lula Davidson: “.....I think Beth may be dead.”
Jason Chase: ".....i think that killed the entire front row......”
::Sentinel drops to his knees and into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: “Look at Sentinel, he can't believe it!”
Jason Chase: "....Him.....i can't believe it.”
Michael Rivers: “Heart. She has heart.”
::Sentinel begins to slide backwards until he is kneeling behind Bethany who is barely stiring. Sentinel measures the smaller woman until she gets back to her feet and then twirls himself around and drives his arm into the back of her neck.::
Lula Davidson: “DEAD END!”
Jason Chase: "New Champion!”
::Sentinel drops into the cover and hooks the leg forcefully.::
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICKOUT!
Jason Chase: "WHAT?!”
Michael Rivers: “Like I said. Heart.”
Lula Davidson: “Bethany is still in this.”
::Sentinel however looks like he has seen a ghost, and that ghost was someone he hated. A mixture of shock and rage. Climbing slowly, but purposefully back to his feet Sentinel pulls Bethany up by the hair and shoves her face down between his legs and then pulls up into a power bomb. Sentinel lifts Bethany up and launches her back and neck first into the corner.
Beth slams into the corner and immediately collapses to the mat limp. For a moment Sentinel stares down at his prey until he marches over and grasps Beth by the hair and half pulls, half drags her back to her feet. Sentinel then lifts into a vertical suplex.::
Lula Davidson: “This is it. Black sunset.”
Jason Chase: "New Champion!”
Michael Rivers: “You said that once already Jason......”
::Bethany, upside down, wiggles out of Sentinel's grasp and drops down behind him. Sentinel whips around only to be met with the flat end of Kenyon's boot.::
Lula Davidson: “KISS OFF!”
Jason Chase: ".....Wha?!”
::But Beth cannot capitalize as she collapses next to Sentinel. Neither gets back to their feet so the referee begins his ten count.::
ONE
TWO!
THREEE!
FOUR!
::Sentinel begins to stir.::
FIVE!
SIX!
::Bethany begins to crawl toward the ropes.::
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
::Just as the referee lifts his hand for the ten count both Sentinel and Beth use the ropes to pull themselves upright. The fans are on their feet as Sentinel and Bethany turn to one another and begin to throw punches. Beth however cannot stand toe to toe with the big man and he quickly gets the upper hand.
Once again Sentinel pulls Bethany in and lifts her up into a vertical suplex but again Beth is able to wiggle out of it and lands behind him. This time however Sentinel takes off forward and hits the ropes. Beth arches for the Kiss Off, but there is no one there this time. As soon as her foot hits the ground again Sentinel returns at full sprint and hits a boot that spins her clean around.::
Lula Davidson: “Oh god! What a boot!”
Jason Chase: "She may be dead.”
Michael Rivers: “Not yet.....”
::Sentinel doesn't even try for a pin this time. He pulls Bethany up into that vertical again, this time dropping her into the slam and pin.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Lula Davidson: “He did it!”
Jason Chase: "FINALLY! A male Champion!”
Michael Rivers: “Congratulations Sentinel.....”
Jamie Hensley: "Here is your winner and.....NEW World Wrestling Champion.....SENTINEL!”
::Sentinel grabs the title away from the referee and lifts it into the air for the crowd to see as the U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the screen and the show ends showing the new Champion.::
The multiple attempts by Kyle Travis to call out the Children and finally the ultimate answer of this strange new Harbinger known only as Danika Bayne.
The crazy antics of Tedman and Silver Baron leading to the two running into Vince Jones and the assault Vince dished out as punishment for that transgression and Silver Baron's answer to Jones's response.
Finally the words “Spring Slaugther: Collision.” Starts......NOW! Before sending the camera into the building and the thousands of fans who had packed the arena to see the four blockbuster matches that U.W.A. Had promised them.
After showing the crowd the camera shifts to the announce table of Lula Davidson, Jason Chase and Michael Rivers.::
Lula Davidson: “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Spring Slaugther Collision”!”
Jason Chase: "And what a night we have for you. Sentinel finally challenges for the World title!”
Michael Rivers: “And after that maybe we can put all of that business behind us once and for all.”
Lula Davidson: “I don't think so, because I don't think it's him.”
Jason Chase: "You are the only one.”
Jason Chase: "Well let's get right to it!”
::The camera moves over to Jamie Hensley in the ring.::
Jamie Hensley: "This is the opening contest of Spring Slaughter!”
::The crowd erupts into cheers.::
Jamie Hensley: "And it is scheduled for one fall!”
::Guitars start playing as "Define me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a Black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::
"I'm coming out
So call your friends and gather round
It's time to judge and pin me down
I'm in the box you put me in
It's dark and I can't see a thing
No air I need to BREATH
I'm climbing out
Oh my god, Alert the town!
A freak, a monster's on the prowl!
Shut it up and TEAR IT DOWN
Grab your torch and pitchfork now"
Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in a 160 pounds…Jessszzikaaa Gautier!”
::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::
"Define Me Define me
Somebody Find Me
And tell me what I am!
Y'know you love it!"
Lula Davidson: "And here comes the former UWA World Heavyweight Champion Jeszika Gautier to take on the current UWA Television Champion Lacey Roberts.”
Jason Chase: "Last year, Jeszika lost to Kyle Travis to become North American Champion and this year, she is about to lose to the greatest Television Champion of all time.”
Michael Rivers: "There have only been two.”
::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. Se grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::
Lula Davidson: "Both these Jeszika and Lacey are tough; there is no doubt about that.”
Jamie Hensley: "And her opponent!”
::The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.::
"You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you."
::A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper with the UWA Television Championship around her neck like a collar.::
"I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan."
Lula Davidson: "Lacey Roberts has held the UWA Television Championship since she beat Amy Zing back in December.”
Jason Chase: "She’s been a dominant champion for almost nine months, the longest reigning in the UWA other than Ashley Kenyon, although didn’t she lose the title to Tedman.”
Michael Rivers: "I don’t think they figured it out yet.”
::Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.::
"Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl."
Jamie Hensley: "From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, she is the UWA Television Champion…Laaaacey Roberrrtsss!”
::Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, taking the title off from around her neck, sliding it into the ring and then slides in herself.::
"Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!"
Jason Chase: "Lacey has held that title for nearly nine months and has been a dominant champion. Look at the people she’s beaten. Now she adds Jeszika Gautier to the list.”
Michael Rivers: "Easier said than done.”
::Picking up the title and shouldering it, Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.::
"My eyes (my eyes)
Are filled with curiosity
You think (you think)
That you have power over me
In this life (this life)
There's no room for you and me
So turn away or
Face this day
WITH ME! (Face the day with me)
WITH ME! (Face this day with me)"
::Lacey moves to the center of the ring and holds up the Television Championship, trash talking Jeszika, who moves closer.::
Jason Chase: "That is a confident champion.”
::The former UWA World Champion looks at the title, then at the champion and slaps her much to the crowd’s delight. Lacey drops the title and staggers back a bit. The referee tosses the title aside and calls for the opening bell.::
Lula Davidson: "And this match is underway.”
Jason Chase: "That was a cheap shot!”
Michael Rivers: "But it was entertaining.”
::Jeszika doesn’t seem to want to let up on the attack, throwing a few kicks at Lacey, sending her back into the ropes. Jeszika shoots the Television Champion across the ring, running in for a dropkick, but Lacey hangs on to the ropes, causing the former UWA World Champion to miss and land on her back.::
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika going to work on Lacey, but the UWA Television Champion turns it around.”
::Lacey moves in to try and take control of the match, locking in an armbar as Jeszika manages to get to her feet. She wrenches the armbar in, trying to take it out of the equation for the match. She drives her elbow into Jeszika’s shoulder and then takes her down with a snap suplex, and then catches her with another snap suplex. Lacey goes for a cover, hooking the leg.::
One…
Kick out!
Lula Davidson: "Lacey with a cover, but not enough to get it done.”
::Lacey attempts to lock on another armbar, but this time Jeszika fights her off and pulls her into a side Russian legsweep.::
Lula Davidson: "And Jeszika is trying to make a come back!”
Michael Rivers: "You cannot argue with how tough Jeszika is.”
::As Lacey starts to get to up, Jeszika nails a series of kicks to the UWA Television Champion, and nails a vicious side kick, knocking her back down. Jeszika goes for a pin of her own.::
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula Davidson: "Vicious kicks by Jeszika, but Lacey still kicks out.”
Jason Chase: "And you cannot underestimate how tough Lacey Roberts is.”
::Jeszika quickly gets to her feet, going for a standing moonsault, but Lacey manages to get her knees up. Jeszika bounces off, holding her mid-section and trying to get to her feet. Lacey rolls out of the ring, on to the apron and hers to her feet.
Pulling herself up, Lacey launches herself for a springboard clothesline. Unfortunately for her, the former UWA World Champion has enough ring presence and connects with a dropkick to the current UWA Television Champion, taking her down.::
Lula Davidson: "A devastating dropkick to Lacey! She may be out.”
Michael Rivers: "It’s that kind of ring presence that made Jeszika Gautier a UWA World Champion.”
::Jeszika rolls on top for a cover.::
One…
Two…
Kick out!
Jason Chase: "And that toughness is why Lacey Roberts is a champion.”
::The former UWA World Champion quickly gets to her feet, jumping onto Lacey with a double footstomp. Lacey turns over, starting to get to her feet. Jeszika shoots the ropes and attempts to connect with a crossbody, but Lacey catches her with capture suplex, tossing Jeszika over her head.::
Lula Davidson: "And Lacey manages to catch Jeszika with a vicious suplex and that could be the turning point of the match!”
::Lacey is able to get to her feet and catches Jeszika with a running DDT. She quickly goes for a cover, hooking the leg.::
Lula Davidson: "Lacey with the running DDT and this may be over!”
One…
Two…
Th…shoulder up!
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika Gautier kicks out somehow!”
Jason Chase: "I thought Lacey had that.”
Michael Rivers: "See, thats your problem.....No one pays you to think.”
::Getting to her feet, Lacey signals it is time to finish this and gets herself into position. As Jeszika starts to get to her feet, Lacey shoots the ropes, going for the Reaper Scythe.::
Jason Chase: "Well I think Lacey is getting ready to finish this one.”
Lula Davidson: "I hate to say you are right, but it looks like she’s setting up for the Reaper Scythe.”
::At the last moment, Jeszika manages to avoid the finisher and connects with an enzugiri.::
Lula Davidson: "And Jeszika Gautier manages to avoid the Reaper Scythe and connect with an enzuigiri!”
Jason Chase: "How?”
::Jeszika shoots Lacey into the corner and follows in with a dropkick to the UWA Television Champion.::
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika Gautier is on the attack, taking it right to Lacey Roberts!”
::Stepping through the ropes and climbing the turnbuckle, Lacey starts to pick Lacey up. Lacey throws a few jabs, as does Jeszika. Jeszika settles the matter by slamming Lacey’s head into the turnbuckle and pulls herself and Lacey up the top.::
Lula Davidson: "Both women trying to keep the fight going. Jeszika is setting up for something...pulling Lacey to the top.”
Jason Chase: "Lacey, you can do it!”
Michael Rivers: "She may be out of it.”
::The cameras flash and the crowd cheers as Jeszika Gautier takes the UWA Television Champion Lacey Roberts down from the top rope with the leg trap sunset flip powerbomb she calls Fatale-ity. Jeszika hooks the leg and pushes up a bit for the pin.::
One…
Two…
Three!
Lula Davidson: "The Fatale-ity and the three count and Jeszika Gautier has just beaten the UWA Television Champion!”
::Jeszika rolls off to break the pin, using the ropes to pull herself up and throws an arm into the air.::
Jamie Hensley: "Here is your winner…Jessszikaaa Gautier!”
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika Gautier has beaten Lacey Roberts to open up Spring Slaughter in a highly competitive match.”
::The referee raises Jeszika’s arm in victory. She climbs the top rope and poses for the crowd, basking in their cheers, then exits the ring. Lacey stirs and rolls to the outside, demanding her UWA Television Championship. She grabs the title as it is handed to her and holds it close.::
Jason Chase: "It was a non-title match. Lacey Roberts is still the Television Champion, so Jeszika’s win was meaningless.”
Michael Rivers: "It could put her in the running for a shot at the TV title.”
Jason Chase: "There are people more deserving of a title shot that Jeszika Gautier.”
::As Lacey leaves for the back, she holds the back of her head and holds the title up to show that, even though she lost, she is still a champion. Jeszika forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it up to her mouth and blowing it as the crowd cheers for her.
Lula Davidson: "Deserving or not, Jeszika Gautier scores the victory tonight.”
Michael Rivers: "That was the opening, we still have three wars to go.”
::Jeszika stands in the ring, all alone as even the referee is gone. Suddenly, five guys in matching green hoodies jump the railing and slowly surround the ring. Jeszika notices the men jumping the ring and braces herself for a fight even though 5 on 1 wasn't good odds for her. A sixth, in a familiar green hoodie walks through the entranceway and nods to the ring. The five equally hooded men attack her. She knocks down one of the smaller ones and gets in a shot on a second before the bigger ones manage to overwhelm her. As the five men get a grip on her, holding her down, the hooded man steps up to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “Oh now what is this! She just had a match!”
Jason Chase: "Another message from Sentinel no doubt.”
Michael Rivers: “Doubt it.”
Man: "Mellow greetings, arrangements have acquired solitude for this anticipated meeting of ours..."
::Jeszika snarls at him.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Who the fuck are you? You son of a bitch!”
Man: "Alas, resonating understanding remains impossible as recognition eludes you..."
::He steps up into the ring and nods to her.::
Man: "Claims will be made that you know not who I am..."
::He throws back his hood to reveal the cruelly smirking face of Cole Hunter.::
Cole Hunter: "Just keep telling yourself that..."
Lula Davidson: “It wasn't Sentinel see!”
Jason Chase: "I'll be damned.”
Michael Rivers: “....Very soon...if your lucky.”
::Jeszika jaw drops. It was him! Her stalker! She snarls then and tries to break free from the men who hold her down.::
Jeszika Gautier: “You son of a bitch! I swear to god…”
::Cole cuts her off with a kick to the midsection. He rolls out to the floor as the five men send Jeszika out with him. Cole picks her up, hooks her arms and drills her with On The Hunt on the floor. Jeszika is almost instantly out cold. The last thing she sees before her vision fades is Cole Hunters smirking face.
The camera then shifts from security and EMT's coming out to check on Jeszika to the backstage area. Cameron Worley glances around a corner and sees the door labeled “Sang Réal” and nods with a mischievous look in his eyes.::
Jason Chase: "Now what is this degenerate doing?!”
Lula Davidson: “who knows, but considering its the Mafia.....it will be fun!”
Cameron Worley: “Come on, y’all, this is the place!”
::He and his brother and tag team partner, Shawn Worley, walk up to the door, open it up and look around.::
Cameron Worley: “Alright, y’all put the firepit in the back corner on the right. Set the dartboard over yonder by the side door that goes into the shitter.”
Lula Davidson: “Did he say firepit?!”
Jason Chase: "He...did.”
Shawn Worley: “Where ya figure the kegs go?”
Jason Chase: "AND Kegs!?”
::Cameron ponders this.::
Cameron: “Waylon, put the kegs and the table over by the firepit.”
::A few seconds later, about twenty-five people walk passed them with all kinds of things like a black metal firepit/smoker/grill, ten tanks of something, chairs, tables, fake trees, a couple of bales of hay, five black pug puppies, four live chickens, a live cow, and eight coolers of God knows what. The last one in is their cousin Willie carrying his trusty shotgun like a teddy bear. Cameron and Shawn nod to each other before following the family in.::
Shawn Worley: “This is gonna be the greatest shindig in Thompson Family history!”
Cameron: “You DAAAAAMN right!”
::They walk inside, the door closing on the camera with a sign over the nameplate that reads “Cornbread Mafia’s Y’all Come Back Saloon: Barbecue in progress!” The camera then shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “The Cornbread Mafia....have hyjacked the Tag Team Champions locker room!”
Jason Chase: "And are throwing a inbred hodown!”
Michael Rivers: “....i may need to step away...i want a beer. Nah....i am the only thing interesting about commentary now anyway.”
Jamie Hensley: "The following contest is a handicap match and it is set for one fall!! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 504 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Sariel and representing the Children of Nephilim, Ramiel, Ananiel, BENE ELOHIM!!!”
::Iced Earth's "Angels Holocaust" starts up, blasting an epic fanfare through the loudspeakers. Sariel leads Ramiel and Ananiel through the curtain and walks them to the ring. The three step into the ring and hit their knees, looking to the sky for the answers they know can only come from above.::
Lula Davidson: “Here we go guys. These two have been calling one another out for weeks. ”
Jason Chase: "And now it's time to settle it. ”
Michael Rivers: "Well, realiticly, Kyle Travis has been calling them out. The Children mearly answered. they didn't ask for this."
Lula Davidson: “Yes they did! by all they have done! ”
Jason Chase: "Yea! ”
Michael Rivers: "We can agree to disagree."
Jamie Hensley: "And their opponent, weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, KYLE TRAVIS!!!”
::The arena lights go out as "Kashmir" by Bond plays. As the opening chords of the song end, a burst of pyro erupts and brings the lights back on. Kyle Travis stands in the ring, crowbar extended over his head, Ananiel and Ramiel both lying on the mat. The referee snatches the crowbar away from Travis and calls for the bell as both of the twins look around wondering what hit them. Travis moves in and kicks Ananiel in the shoulder even as Ramiel starts crawling to the opposite side of the ring. Travis drops down, grabbing Ananiel’s left arm, stretching it out straight. Travis drives his knee down rapidfire onto Ananiel’s elbow, seemingly looking to smash the arm to pieces. Travis hammers down on the arm with a forearm shot and then grabs Ananiel’s hand, spreading the fingers wide. Ananiel kicks up and hits Travis in the head as Ramiel gets to his feet and starts across the ring. Travis responds with a vicious shot to the mouth of Ananiel that draws blood and then pops up into a European uppercut on Ramiel that causes the Samoan’s knees to momentarily buckle. Travis punches Ramiel in the stomach and Ramiel doubles over. Travis steps in behind him and takes a waistlock. Travis looks to set for a german suplex when Ananiel comes through with a lariat that knocks Travis off his brother and into the ropes. Travis bounces off the ropes and drops both with twins with a clothesline.::
Lula Davidson: “Kyle Travis is a man possessed!”
Jason Chase: "He’s got one of them bleeding already...”
Lula Davidson: “Now you gotta wonder how long can he keep this up?”
Michael Rivers: “Or how long until the other Children arrive and just end him...”
::Kyle Travis throws wild punches from his knees, nailing Ramiel in the face. Ananiel nails Travis and then gets to his feet. Travis gives him an uppercut and looks for a front facelock. Ramiel gets up and nails Travis in the back. Ananiel steps back and Bene Elohim come together for the Revelator. Travis falls to his knees, looking dazed. Ramiel steps back to the ropes and Ananiel runs to the ropes behind him. They come off and meet with a mafia kick sandwich. Travis slumps to the mat and Sariel starts pointing frantically at the far corner. Ramiel drags Travis up and fires him through the ropes to the floor. Ananiel goes to the corner indicated by Sariel and starts to fiddle with the turnbuckle pad. The referee goes over to slow down Ananiel, Sariel coming over to yell at the referee as well. With the referee well and fully distracted, Ramiel drops to the floor and drags Travis up. Ramiel blasts him in the moth with a stiff punch and spins into a belly to belly suplex onto the steel stairs. Travis hits hard and then tumbles over to the floor. Ramiel moves around the step, shoving the top half off the top to the floor, shoving them out of the way. Travis starts up and Ramiel moves in, looking to drill Travis again. Travis sidesteps him and hits a drop toe hold that lands Ramiel face first onto the lower half of the steps. Travis climbs up and scoops up Ramiel, setting and hitting a swinging neckbreaker onto the steel. Travis staggers up, looking almost drunk and rolls into the ring as the crowd cheers the violence on.::
Lula Davidson: “Ramiel is now bleeding as well!”
Jason Chase: "Safe to say people have underestimated Kyle Travis!”
Lula Davidson: “The crowd is loving this...”
Jason Chase: "And that’s a bad thing? Humanoids are always easily entertained, spudheads!”
::Ananiel leaves the corner and makes his way over towards Travis. As he bends over, Travis pulls him down into a small package and then rolls him up against the ropes. Travis kicks his feet out and then launches Ananiel over into a huge German suplex. Ananiel hits hard and Travis holds on, rolling through, popping his hips and firing Ananiel over into a second German suplex. As he goes for the third German, Ananiel kicks back, nailing Travis low. Travis doubles over and Ananiel spins into a clothesline to the back of the head knocking Travis on all fours. Ananiel grabs Travis by the back of the head and runs him face first into the turnbuckle with the loose pad. Travis staggers back, a trickle of blood starting down his face from his forehead. Ananiel bounces Travis face first off the turnbuckle again and again and again and again, the trickle of blood on Travis’s face getting bigger and more profuse with every shot. Ananiel pulls Travis’s arm into a wrenching crossface and sets to spin him but Travis manages to roll and send Ananiel into the turnbuckles face first instead. Travis steps back and points at him with his hands folded like a pistol.
Kyle Travis: “THIS IS HOW YOU DIE!”
Ananiel staggers out of the corner and Travis catches him for a Downward Spiral-style STO. As they hit Travis nods only for Sariel to grab his feet. Travis kicks her off hard enough to send her flying into the railing. Sariel falls to the ground and Travis drags Ananiel up into the corner. He grabs the man by the throat and starts choking him down, the referee reprimanding him for it as he goes.::
Lula Davidson: “Travis had him, waht the hell is he doing?”
Jason Chase: "Making a point!”
Lula Davidson: “He’s gonna get himself disqualified if he keeps going like this!”
Jason Chase: "I don’t think he gives a damn!”
::Travis continues to choke out Ananiel as the referee starts counting.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::The referee tries to pull Travis off of him but Travis will not be deterred. The referee starts counting again.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::The referee starts to give Travis his final warning when Ramiel comes charging across the ring and crashes into Travis from behind with a Stinger Splash. Travis starts to stagger away while Ananiel falls to his knees in the corner. Ramiel grabs Travis with his arm wrenched and spins him into B’yadai Elohim. Travis falls to the mat and Ramiel climbs on top, hammering away with wild, angry punches to the face. The referee moves in to start counting but Ramiel stops punching, grabs Travis’s head and starts bouncing it off the mat, hitting Travis on the mat again and again and again and again and again. The referee reprimands him, calling for a break. Ramiel shoves the referee away and punches Travis in the mouth again. Ramiel grabs Travis by the throat and starts choking him down the same way he’d choked out Ananiel. The referee starts counting Ramiel.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::The referee tries to pull ramiel off but can’t budge him. He starts counting again.::
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
::As the referee starts to warn Ramiel, Travis kicks the Samoan low and starts to roll away. Both men get to their feet and start throwing straight, closed-fist punches. As they trade shots, the referee starts to reprimand both men, warning them over and over again. Ananiel steps up and ades in throwing punches as well. Travis eats a couple and then fires back. The referee tries to regain order and all three shove him out of the way. he tries to stop them and again, gets shoved away. He goes in a third time and this time gets thrown away. Travis rolls between the brothers and grabs the crowbar in the corner. Sariel tosses both twins tire irons and the referee calls for the bell, security pouring out to stop the this before it starts. Travis and the twins both struggle to get loose and rumble even as they get pulled away from each other.::
Lula Davidson: “This is insanity!”
Jason Chase: "They’re gonna need a bigger security force!”
Lula Davidson: “What is it gonna take?”
Jason Chase: "You don’t wanna know...”
Michael Rivers: "More then Travis has."
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has disqualified both parties for repeatedly disregarding his instructions, therefore this match is a double disqualification draw!”
::The two sides continue to try and get at one another through the wall of humanity that currently stands between them. It was the twins and Sariel who are pulled/pushed back up the rampway while Kyle Travis is restrained in the ring. Once the two sides are seperated enough the security in the ring exits and forms a wall on the ramp between the two sides. This, of course, leaves Kyle in the ring pacing back and forth like a caged animal and screaming up at the twins standing with Sariel at the top of the stage.::
Lula Davidson: "For some reason i don't think these two are done."
Jason Chase: "Betting money is on this not even being close to over."
Michael Rivers: "....."
Lula Davidson: "No comments Michael?"
Michael Rivers: "No need, someone is gonna say it for me."
::As Kyle paced in the ring a figure jumped the barricade behind him and slid into the ring. The black gowned Harbinger entered the ring and immediately pulled at the snaps of the gown to reveal a pair of tight black jeans with a crisscross pattern exposing the sides of her thighs, a silver belt and a black half top. Her blond hair was down covering the strange smile now, cry later porcellian mask. Kyle continue to scream and curse at the twins on the ramp but the boys only smirked. Ananiel lifted a hand and pointed.
Kyle turned just as Danika spins around at high speeds, her hand coming from near her face. Her hand slams into Kyle's face and something explodes. Kyle drops to the mat holding his face as peices what appear to be thick white glass explode around his head. Danika stands over the writhing body staring down at him and the mass of what appeared to be jagged shards around him. As she drops down to her knees and crawls forward and the camera finds that she was no longer wearing the mask and she is gorgeous.::
Lula Davidson: "Did she.....just shatter her mask on his face?!"
Jason Chase: "Screw that! Why was she hiding that under a mask! Ah-UHGA!
Michael Rivers: "Careful Jason. Someone may take offense to that and....hunt you down."
Jason Chase: "Oh like who? Her so called Lord?"
Michael Rivers: "He's a myth, but the twins may take offense."
::Danika crawls on her hands and knees to Travis and actually licks him from chin to forehead, collecting blood in the process and then rolls out of the ring and disappears into the crowd.
The camera shifts to the backstage area where Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, Sang Réal, walk up to their door in their specially made, uber-expensive three piece suits, custom-tailored and properly pressed just for the occasion. As they turn to their door, they stop and look ominously at the sign across it. A big gold star that reads “Sang Réal” adorns the center of the door with a cheap, homemade torn cardboard sign that reads “Cornbread Mafia’s Y’all Come Back Saloon: Barbecue In Progress” in charcoal. Sounds of Molly Hatchet’s “Junkyard Dawg” ring out from the room along with several smells, not all of them bad. Murphy and Krown start to step back when the door opens, Cameron Worley and Carmen Alonso step through the smoke, smiling broadly.::
Cameron Worley: “Hey, y’all made it! Come on in and set a spell!”
::Murphy and Krown just stand there.::
Connor Murphy: “This our room!”
::Cameron nods as carmen steps back inside to allow Cameron’s brother Shawn to join him at the door. ::
Cameron Worley: “Sho is, we just made it a bit more… homey, didn’t we, Shawn?”
::Shawn nods.::
Shawn Worley: “Come on, y’all’s almost family too, we got us a mess of ribs...”
Cameron Worley: “They might be more chicken boys…”
::The Worleys step aside as their cousins, Big Bubba Thompson and his sister, Daisy Thompson, come up the hallway, each taking a member of Sang Réal by the hand. As the door closes behind them, they look around in horror at the mess of rednecks and animals in their dressing room. A cow and two horses stand in one corner munching on a bale of hay. Dickie Tramel sits on a second bale nursing his balls. in the next corner, the fire pit/smoker/grill has various pieces of meat cooking, smoking up the place while the black pug puppies and chickens run willy nilly amongst all the people in various states of intoxication. Four big teenage girls walk up and take Connor and Gabriel from the Thompsons, leading them to a third corner where an elderly gentleman with a long white beard and overalls with no shirt sits whittling away on something. ::
Shawn Worley: “They gonna get laid?”
::Cameron shrugs as the four girl start forcing purple liquid down Sang Réal’s throats, spilling it all over their suits and staining the hell out of them in the process.::
Cameron Worley: “I think if they don’t run soon…”
::A shotgun blast goes off and everyone in the room jumps at the sound.::
Cameron Worley: “Dang, Willie, ain’t nobody runnin like deer… yet…”
Shawn Worley: “You know they gonna make us pay for that now, try not let Bertha bark fire no more tonight…”
::Willie shrugs as he cradles his trusty shotgun, Bertha.::
Willie McCoy: “Sorry…”
::The Worleys nod and then look over to Sang Réal.::
Cameron Worley: “Boy I tell you what, this is gonna be a good night!”
Shawn Worley: “American by birth…”
::Cameron nods and they fist bump.::
Cameron Wotley: “And southern by the grace of God!”
::The camera shifts to Sang Real who each share an expression that is half angry and half “oh my god i've slipped into deliverance overe here!!!!” before shifting the camera back to ringside.::
Lula Davidson: “I think someone may want to help Sang Real.”
Jason Chase: "Before they end up getting told to squeal like a pig boy!”
Michael Rivers: “No everyone from the backwoods is a inbred pyscho Jason.”
Jason Chase: "....Um movies don't lie!”
Jamie Hensley: "Our next match tonight at Spring Slaughter is set for one fall! Introducing first, from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds...The Violence...VINCE JONES!"
::A loud gunshot is heard blasting over the loudspeakers and throughout the arena. Next the sound of a live electrical current can be heard pulsing through the air as the voice of 2Pac breaks the silence.::
"Yo we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A.
Bruh whatever you killahs want we bringing it
Thug Luv, bitch what time is it?
I don't give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to slay these bitch ass killahs
They ain't even knowing what type of killahs we is
Where my thugs at?
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, I know you mahfuckas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it"
::Bizzy Bone takes over with the lyrics on the track as Vince Jones suddenly bursts through the entryway curtains armed with his black, Louisville slugger baseball bat. Jasmine appears through the entryway curtains and follows close behind him. Vince Jones makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms and the baseball bat over his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old New York street gang, the EDW.::
"Well I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson
You brought and am I stressing it softly"
::Vince Jones slowly makes his way down towards ringside while antagonizing and provoking each and every last person in the stands that he can during his stroll. ::
"Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level
They can't stop me or drop me killah they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a nine or pistol little killa
Wit mine fuck dem killas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone killa believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up over Cleveland"
::Vince Jones reaches and enters the ring. He immediately climbs up to the middle turnbuckle where he raises his arms and the Louisville slugger in the air, and flashes the hand sign of the EDW once again.::
"Ha ha ha what's poppin' killa? Put your motherfucking
Hand on your strap killa, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or be like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me killa and you better kill me thug life baby"
::After taking in and literally feeding off of the hatred from the crowd he climbs down from the turnbuckle and readies himself for battle as the theme music slowly fades out.::
"Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv"
Lula Davidson: “Love him or hate him, Vince Jones truly is an impressive physical specimen.”
Jason Chase: "Few are like yo boy!”
Michael Rivers: “Don't start.....”
Jason Chase: ".....But...”
Michael Rivers: “DONT!”
Jamie Hensley: "And introducing his opponent..."
::The lights dim down and a single spotlight is shown at the stage, as "Look Pimpin'" begins.::
"You see my swag
Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
I think you better back (back)
Because my hand is itching to give you a smack"
Jamie Hensley: "...from Las Vegas and weighing in at 225 pounds...The World Player...SILVER BARON!"
::The Silver Baron rises up from beneath the stage, with both his main girls, Nicole and Jade, arms linked around his on both sides. Once fully risen up, he looks around, before the girls let go and the Silver Baron raises his hands up in the air.::
"What's your name again Jack?
It's the end of the road ain't no turning back
Don't let the fly taste fool you
Matter fact it's about time that I school you
Don't worry I'm not in a hurry
I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
A little birdie chirped of your flurry
Now I must nip it or better yet bury"
::The Silver baron begins to casually walk to the ring, occassionally reaching over to slap hands with some of the fans, along with a bit of flirting to some of the ladies. He is followed closely by Nicole and Jade.::
"Your entity look at me while I'm talking
I heard you lurking or was it even stalking
My program thinking you're the man in the place
Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face"
::Once all three reach the ring, the ladies get up, and pose at the ropes, while The Silver Baron slides in. Immediately, he climbs up on the nearest turnbuckle, oustretches his arms, before tapping himself twice on the chest with his scepter.::
Lula Davidson: “The pimp and the player.”
Jason Chase: "Life is wonderful is it not?”
::The referee, after checking both me, calls them forward to explain the rules. A standard match though it may be, the stakes are high for both guys. There's not even fake respect between these two guys with both backing into their corners again with neither taking their eyes off the other. And once the bell rings, no time is wasted by them in getting nose to nose in the middle of the ring. The referee thinks better of trying to break them up as the jaw-jackin' and trash-talkin' gets going.
Vince lords his size advantage over Baron, making it clear with a gesture of his fist that he means to knock the pimp out. Baron shrugs off the threats until he's shoved back by the larger Jones. A half-smile manifests on Baron's face before he gives Jones a pimp hand that echoes all the way to the cheap seats. Shocked more than hurt by the vicious open-handed strike, Jones turns back a moment too late and is driven into the corner by Baron, who throws a few more shoulders to the midsection for good measure. Jones lands a few clubbing blows to the back to slow his opponent down, but his charge ends with him taking an armdrag to the mat. Backing up on the second rope, Baron comes off with a missile dropkick that puts Jones on his back, allowing the pimp to stalk his adversary.::
Lula Davidson: “Nice offense by Baron to start.”
Jason Chase: "He won't keep it up. Not against Jonsey.”
::Baron drives a boot into Vince's gut and hoists him up on his shoulders, lifting the big man with surprising ease. Jones elbows his way out of the Playa-Bomb and Baron taunts him with the end being 'just that close'. Jones fires off a big right and the slugfest is on. Baron's speed lets him get in a few unanswered shots. Jones is staggered and Baron gets momentum off the ropes for a clothesline, yet Vince hooks the arm and drills Baron into the mat with a full-nelson slam. Infuriated by Baron's assault, Jones wastes no time mounting the Ontario native and pummeling him with piston-like right hands to the face. Baron covers up after a fashion but the referee still has to step in to make the five-count. Baron barks back that he has five seconds before grabbing Baron by the head and bouncing it off the mat several times before again being threatened with disqualification.
Defiantly, he holds up five fingers in the referee's face and Baron reaches up to grab that same arm, trying to twist Vince into the Silver Lining! Jones is nearly locked into the armbreaker before quickly angling his body and hooking a foot over the bottom rope. Baron gives it a couple more seconds of effort before reluctantly breaking...but he makes sure (again) that Vince knows how close he came to losing from Baron's perspective. Both men are upright by now and this time Vince gets the better of Baron with a series of forearm shots. A running boot knocks Baron to the mat and Jones quickly tries to capitalize. Baron scrambles for the ropes and Vince kicks his leg out from under him, strking hard against the back of Baron's knee.::
Jason Chase: "See?”
Lula Davidson: “It isn't over yet.”
Michael Rivers: “....”
::Baron starts to favor the leg, more so as Jones stomps and kicks the hell out of it. He pulls himself up in the corner but Vince is right there to wrap the leg around the middle rope and stretch the hell out of it. A few right hands only seem to piss The Violence off, but it gets him to let go of the leg and Baron fights to take the momentum back. Weathering another series of stiff shots from Jones, he delivers a kick of his own to Vince's leg and nails a running DDT before trying a pin.
One...
Two...
Jones kicks out just after the hand comes down for the second time and Baron, slow to get to his feet, tries to shake out the leg a bit. Jones shoots for the leg and gets hold of it, even ducking an enzuigiri from Baron and following that with a dragon screw leg whip. Clamping on a kneebar, Vince wrenches at the leg, trying to keep Baron from the ropes but only managing for so long. He milks the count, though, putting as much pressure on Baron as possible. When he rushes the damaged pimp, Baron is ready and pulls the ropes down, sending Jones to the outside. Grabbing the top rope, Baron throws caution to the wind and vaults over the ropes, landing hard on Jones.::
Lula Davidson: “Neither man has an ounce of give here.”
Michael Rivers: “would you? Jones wants to put out both founders of the Knights and Baron wants to avenge his partner.”
Jason Chase: "Never looked at it like that before.”
::Neither man thinks much of the count at this point, with Baron trying to slam Jones into the apron, the barricade, the steps and whatever surface looks hard enough to deal damage. It's obvious that the hurt leg is hampering him though...there's not much snap in his execution. Still, he does his best to stay in motion against Jones, causing The Violence to post himself as Baron quickly rolls back into the ring to avoid a charge. Woozy but cognizant of the count, Jones is back in around eight and Baron is right there to lower the boom. He knocks Vince into the corner with a roaring elbow but Jones comes right back with a clothesline that knocks Baron for a loop. Backing up onto the second rope, Jones delivers an elbow and makes a pin attempt of his own as he grinds his forearm across Baron's face.
One...
Two...
Baron kicks out and Jones goes back to the knee bar, clamping down tight. It's more mid-ring this time, leaving Baron without an easy way to escape. Every attempt causes Jones to tighten his grip, even when Baron starts pounding on any part of Vince that's within reach. By the time he pulls himself to the ropes, damage has been done. Still, Baron gets on his feet despite Vince's taunts, surprising the NYC native with another pimp hand. Baron refuses to relent, managing a decent Samoan drop despite the bad wheel, dropping Jones hard. Forced to rely mostly on fisticuffs now, Baron gets right down to it and mounts Vince as had been done to him prior, delivering forearms to the jaw of the former North American Champion. And he's no happier when the official tries to stop HIM, either.::
Lula Davidson: “These two really don't like one another.”
Jason Chase: "Lindsey Lohan is into drugs!”
Michael Rivers: “.....what?”
Jason Chase: "i thought she was staring news everyone already knew.....what?”
::Baron continues to keep Jones on the defensive, landing a cross body on the big man as soon as he gets back to his feet and following up with a big elbow drop. The pin only nets him a two again but he keeps up the assault, laying the boots to Vince's right arm. Returning the favor done his knee, Baron steps on Jones's hand and stomps the arm with the other foot, getting the referee involved yet again.
Baron wrings the arm of Jones after pulling him to his feet, but almost loses his grip thanks to some nasty chops from Jones. Retaliating with a headbutt, Baron jumps and falls back, driving both knees into Vince's arm. The impact hurts Baron, though, giving Jones a few more moments to recover. His speed isn't what it should be, but Baron manages a decent running punt to Vince's arm and then, taking hold of it, tries for the Silver Lining yet again. Desperation is even greater this go-round and Vince is barking at the referee angrily by the time he hooks an arm around the middle strand.
Not wanting to back off, Baron keeps trying to push past the referee and his enthusiasm gets the better of him. Vince takes to the air, driving the pimp to the mat with a Gang Bang Thesz press. A series of lefts batter Baron but don't have quite the same force as Vince's right hands. He boots Baron in the head as he's brought back to his feet, trying to smack some feeling into his right arm. Both men are down a limb at this point but currently Baron is getting the better of the situation. This time, his enzuigiri connects, dropping Vince to a knee. A running headscissors follows, smacking Vince's head off the mat.
One...
Two...
The resulting pin, however, goes only to a long two. Baron bounces Vince's face off the mat and, yet again, tries for the Silver Lining. Jones keeps the hands locked though, and heaves Baron up with his considerable strength, dropping him with a modified powerbomb. Now it's Jones trying for another pin.
One...
Two...
But Baron is defiant still. Jones backs into a corner, still shaking out his arm as he measures Baron. He drills the pimp with a spear that knocks the air right out of him.::
Jason Chase: "Come on Jonsey!”
Lula Davidson: “Damn hard spear!”
::Vince, feeling confident, calls for the end. He cinches in Baron for The Silencer but the young veteran turns it into an inside cradle!
One...
Two...
Jones kicks out and nearly ends things right there with a Jaw Jacka, yet Baron ducks at the last moment, leaving Vince to get hung up in the ropes. Baron locks his arms around Vince's waist, thinking German suplex, but Vince elbows his way out of the attempt. A few forearm shots to The Violence's back, though, keep him from extricating himself. Baron hoists him up onto the turnbuckles, keeping on with the physical pounding. His plan becomes clear in due course: he's using the corner to set Vince up more easily for a Playa-Bomb due to the assault on his knee. Jones, sensing imminent danger, tries to fight his way off Baron's shoulders. He only manages to seat himself on the turnbuckles again and Baron, laying in some chops, changes his plan of attack.::
Lula Davidson: “What a match! It's still anyone's contest!”
Jason Chase: "Jonsey has this.”
Michael Rivers: “.....He better.”
::Soon enough, the pair are exchanging heavy shots on the top strand with Vince seemingly taking the worst of it. He lashes out after a particularly nasty right hand from Baron, striking the pimp's knee and causing him to topple to the mat. Baron's able to regain his feet, but shakily. The next thing he sees is Vince launching himself off the second rope and delivering the Neck Cutter!::
Jason Chase: "SEE?!”
One...
Two...
Three!
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...VINCE JONES!"
::Vince doesn't waste a lot of time celebrating, instead leaving the ring and joining his companions on the outisde before the referee can even raise his arm. Baron, still feeling the effects of the Neck Cutter, is just coming around as Vince is backing up the ramp, glaring at the ring.
The camera shifts to a commercial for Redbull and then returns to an empty ring. ::The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entranceway, smirking cruelly, Artemis right by his side. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." Artemis follows him as he steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entranceway.::
Lula Davidson: "What is he doing here?”
Jason Chase: "Is that really a question you want answered?"
Lula Davidson: "He’s not even supposed to be here! And after what he did earlier!"
Jason Chase: "I don't think he cares."
Michael Rivers: "The great ones don't."
::Cole walks over, showing the world he has a microphone as artemis stands by him, looking on lovingly. The crowd boos and Cole smirks almost playfully at the reaction.::
Cole Hunter: “Greetings and salutations, my wondrous gathering of misfits, miscreants, malcontents, mouth-breathers, knuckle-draggers and other assorted troglodytic paramecia… reasoning shall be imparted to those that listen presently… ”
::He nods to the screen. It roars to life to show Craven being assaulted in the parking lot by multiple assailants.::
Cole Hunter: “Alas, the Protector protects nothing…”
::A cruel smirk crosses Cole’s face as scenes of Craven are suddenly mixed with flashes of what happened earlier tonight to Jeszika..::
Cole Hunter: “Anyone. Once Again…”
::The screen cuts to a second video, this time showing Jade being held somewhere.::
Cole Hunter: “But we must move on to new frontiers....for now. Imagination ignites with visions of Miss J’s journey to... oblivion.”
::Suddenly, Tool’s “Sober” hits and Craven is shown staggering backstage, covered in blood, almost dragging his right leg while his right arm clings to his side. The crowd erupts as he staggers through the entranceway and makes his way to the ring.::
Lula Davidson: "My god....look at Craven!"
Jason Chase: "He needs to stay his ass in the back."
Michael Rivers: "Desperate men seek acts of desperation by nature Jason. It's fate."
Cole Hunter: “Look, the dog fails to learn his lesson… perhaps another can be furnished for his betterment and our amusement...”
::Artemis nods as Craven finally makes it into the ring. As he tries to make a move on them, Artemis kicks his right leg. Craven clutches at it and staggers. Artemis kicks him in the right knee and Craven falls to the mat in agony. The five men from the video, Ray Smyth, Rod Fielding, Robert Resnik, Craig Bush and Johnny Hull walk down the ramp and enter the ring, surrounding Craven as he lies on the mat, looking like wolves surrounding wounded prey.::
Cole Hunter: “She can see you, Ricky…”
::The Five move in and start putting the boots to him on the mat, Artemis cackling psychotically as Craven cries out in pain.::
Cole Hunter: “She can hear your screams…”
::Cole motions at the Five to stop and the two largest, Ray and Rod, pull Craven to his feet. Ray takes the left, Rod takes the other side as Cole nods approvingly.::
Cole Hunter: “She’s begging you to come, begging you to save her…”
::Artemis slaps Craven across the face and Ray can’t help but laugh.::
Cole Hunter: “And now she sees… you are incapable of being the savior required. You are not now, nor have you ever been… the Protector that was needed. You cannot do it alone, Ricky…”
Lula Davidson: "someone needs to put a stop to this now!"
Michael Rivers: "Why? He made his own bed."
Jason Chase: "True story!"
::Cole moves in and comes face to face with Craven even as Craven tries to thrash his way free.::
Cole Hunter: “The proper inquiry ceases to be, “Who will save Miss J?” Now, the proper inquiry becomes, “Who will save… you?”
::He drops the microphone and motions at them to have their way with him. Suddenly, the lights go down and another video starts playing.::
“Sometimes”
::The words scrolls across the screen in big red letters followed by various shots of filth, squalor and areas frequented by the homeless, poor and disenfranchised.::
“A man must take a few steps back.”
::With music reminiscent of the score from Requiem for a Dream playing, more words are intercut with further scenes of urban decay.::
“He must take a deep look into his very soul…”
::The shots show the camera moving in and out of broken and burnt out buildings.::
“He must overcome his demons.”
::Stairs, graffiti, more decay.::
“He must become one with himself.”
::Up the stairs, seemingly searching for something, anything to hold onto.::
“Only then, can he return…”
::A broken room with what almost looks like a coffin lying on the floor.::
“Only then can he exact his vengeance”
::Shot of Las Vegas, focusing in on the Luxor at night with it’s great beam of light shining into the night sky.::
“Tonight… UWA once again gets…
::A celtic cross on the wall.::
“Protection!”
::A hospital explodes and a motorcycle revs. Skindred’s cover of “Back In Black” hits, the lights come back as the screen goes dead and Fraser Freeman rides through the entranceway on his bike, the crowd losing it’s mind in the process. Freeman parks his bike and steps off of it as Johnny Hull and Craig Bush move in after him. Fraser punches Johnny in the mouth, knocking him aside and then nails Craig as well, sending him to the floor. He starts in and Cole motions at Ray and Rod to leave Craven. Robert steps up and Fraser drops him with a clothesline as Cole, Artemis and Rod drag Ray from the ring. Craig and Johnny pull Robert out and the three join their compatriots in holding Ray back as Fraser stands over Craven to keep him from being a target any longer. Freeman motions at them to come back but Cole simply shakes his head, smirking knowingly.::
Lula Davidson: "My GOD! The Protector is back!”
Jason Chase: "What the hell...”
::The camera shifts from the newly returned Frazer Freeman, as the crowd chants for him to the backstage where Vince is making his way toward the locker room. Baron is somewhere being tended to, hench his lack of involvement with his partners return.
From the opposite side of the hallway came the hulking form of the beast Sentinel. The mood the monster is in causes the most ballsy of the techs to step out of the beasts way, giving Sentinel a wide birth. Except when Jones reaches him.
Vince doesn't move, let alone cower. The two collide shoulder to shoulder, checking one another but the two big monsters barely move the other. Jones looks to the side and sneers.::
Vince Jones: “Watch it Boy. Ya aint worthy of touching Ya Boy!”
::Sentinel's simply smirks that chilling smirk of his and reaches up and brushes off his shoulder, as if Vince had gotten it dirty before continuing forward for his match and the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “Here we go. After weeks of speculation, which was proved wrong earlier tonight Sentinel and Bethany finally clash for the World Wrestling Championship!”
Jason Chase: "You have to wonder how angry Sentinel is after what happened earlier tonight.”
Michael Rivers: “Say what you wish, I believe the damage has already been done.”
Jamie Hensley: "This is your main event and is for the World Wrestling Championship! Introducing first the challenger from Valley Forge, Tennesse and weighting in at two hundred and eighty-one pounds. He is the Silent Destroyer....SENTINEL!”
::The techno-rock instrumental theme, "The Sentinel" by Celldweller, starts to ripple through the speakers as smoke starts to billow through the floor of the stage. Upon a rising platform set beneath the stage is the crouched form of Sentinel, a hood over his head and a 'death mask' worn over his face. A single purple spotlight shines down as his massive figure uncoils and rises to its full height, each hand gripping the ends of a steel chain, his head bowed. At 1:00 of the theme, Sentinel throws the hood back, staring straight at the ring while, six seconds later, an explosion of smoky pyro goes off along the edge of the stage.
Storming down the ramp, Sentinel grabs the middle rope upon reaching the apron and pulls himself up with ease. He turns and stares out at the mass of humanity around him before stepping between the top and middle rope and moving to the middle of the ring. Broad shoulders rise and fall as he keeps his head lowered for several moments...then lifts it and rips away the mask, revealing striking red eyes where there was once a stony gray. The camera closes in on this dark visage for a few moments before he moves away to a corner of the ring.
Dropping his chain and folded cut on the mat and placing them safely beneath the turnbuckles, the Destroyer lowers himself into a crouch, elbows resting upon his thighs as he stares across the ring at nothing at all. "The Sentinel" fades out and his hands open and close slowly as though impatient to take hold of or strike something.::
Lula Davidson: “Weeks of suspicion. Weeks of accusations and has there been a single apology?”
Jason Chase: "After laying out the girls at every turn I don't think they owe him one.”
Michael Rivers: “And....it would fall on deaf ears.”
Jamie Hensley: "And his opponent from New Orleans, Lousiana and weighting in at a hundred and forty pounds. She is the reigning and defending U.W.A. World Wrestling Champion.....BETHANY KENYON!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::
Lula Davidson: “A champion we can be proud of.”
Jason Chase: "We can agree to disagree.”
Michael Rivers: “She is the last woman standing. All the others have either been taken out, or turned to the dark side. Inspiring really.”
::What the woman gave up in size to the man twice her weight she made up for in heart and sheer pit bull tenacity. As soon as the bell rang the two closed the gap and met in the center of the ring. Bethany tried to talk, perhaps to tell her side. To offer some kind of apology but Sentinel stood stone still looking down at the woman before him. Bethany continued to try and talk and Sentinel did his best impression of a Buckingham palace guard.
After realizing that talking wasn't going to work Bethany finally just shrugged her shoulders and took a swing. A hard right that rocked the larger man backwards. Before Sentinel can adjust to the blow another slams into the side of his jaw and then a third.::
Lula Davidson: “Damn she is fast!”
Jason Chase: "She's gonna have to be, because if she isn't and he catches her, it's game over.”
Michael Rivers: “Give her some credit. Beth is nothing if not resilient.”
::Sentinel takes the cobwebs loose and throws a hard right of his own at the smaller woman, but she ducks it and when he spins around she blasts him with a right of her own. Again Sentinel swings and a second time Beth ducks it and rocks him with a right of her own. Twice more this happens until Sentinel's eyes narrow and he turns arching and aiming a kick behind him.
Bethany ducks under the kick and hits the ropes running with Sentinel close on her heels. When she hits the ropes she leaps and lands on the second rope and uses it to springboards back at the charging Sentinel slamming her knee into his face. Sentinel hits the mat and Bethany lands with a roll and quickly scurries into the cover.::
ONE!
TW-KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: “Long one count.”
Jason Chase: "It will take more then a knee to put down Sentinel.”
Michael Rivers: “The dude is tough.”
::Beth, being the competent Champion she is immediately goes back on the offensive. Straddling his chest and driving hard right hands into his head. After a flurry of right hands Bethany slides into a side headlock but immediately regrets it as Sentinel begins to climb to his feet with her attached.
Once he gets back to his feet Sentinel plants a hand behind her lower back and launched the smaller woman across the entire ring. Bethany lands on her side and immediately uses the momentum to roll from the ring and lands on her feet on the floor.::
Lula Davidson: “The only thing that saved her was her agility.”
Jason Chase: "And it will run out eventually.”
Michael Rivers: “Perhaps.....”
::In the ring Sentinel stands in the center breathing hard and motions impatiently for Beth to get back into the ring. Slowly, carefully, Bethany slides back into the ring and as soon as she stands Sentinel charges her. Bethany ducks under a clothesline and turns aiming her popular superkick at Sentinel's head.::
Lula Davidson: “KISS OFF!”
Jason Chase: "No! He caught it!”
Michael Rivers: “I'll be damned.”
::Bethany hops once on her plant foot with Sentinel looking down at her with a wicked little smirk. As Sentinel throws her leg down, Bethany uses the momentum to whip herself around and slams the same foot into the side of his head in a wheel kick. Sentinel staggers backwards as Beth hits another spin kick, this time to the stomach and then a third to the knee dropping Sentinel to his knee.
With Sentinel down to a knee Bethany turns and hits the ropes running, rebounds and uses sentinel's own body to climb upwards and drives the point of her knee into the side of his head with a beautiful Enziguri.::
Lula Davidson: “come on Champ!”
Jason Chase: "The Champ putting on a clinic here!”
Michael Rivers: “.....Just wait.....”
::Bethany quickly drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
::Sentinel barely gets the shoulder up and the crowd begins to get to their feet. They can sense that Bethany is on her game. Feeding off the crowd Bethany climbs to her feet and mounts the rop turnbuckle and stands waiting for Sentinel to climb to his knees.
Bethany comes off the top rope aiming to hook her arm around Sentinel's head in midair and hit a DDT but Sentinel launches himself upwards and throws an arm out hitting a uppercut so such force that Bethany hits the mat limp and the crowd, just seconds before in a uproar dies instantly.::
Michael Rivers: “See.”
Lula Davidson: “.....I think Beth may be dead.”
Jason Chase: ".....i think that killed the entire front row......”
::Sentinel drops to his knees and into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: “Look at Sentinel, he can't believe it!”
Jason Chase: "....Him.....i can't believe it.”
Michael Rivers: “Heart. She has heart.”
::Sentinel begins to slide backwards until he is kneeling behind Bethany who is barely stiring. Sentinel measures the smaller woman until she gets back to her feet and then twirls himself around and drives his arm into the back of her neck.::
Lula Davidson: “DEAD END!”
Jason Chase: "New Champion!”
::Sentinel drops into the cover and hooks the leg forcefully.::
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICKOUT!
Jason Chase: "WHAT?!”
Michael Rivers: “Like I said. Heart.”
Lula Davidson: “Bethany is still in this.”
::Sentinel however looks like he has seen a ghost, and that ghost was someone he hated. A mixture of shock and rage. Climbing slowly, but purposefully back to his feet Sentinel pulls Bethany up by the hair and shoves her face down between his legs and then pulls up into a power bomb. Sentinel lifts Bethany up and launches her back and neck first into the corner.
Beth slams into the corner and immediately collapses to the mat limp. For a moment Sentinel stares down at his prey until he marches over and grasps Beth by the hair and half pulls, half drags her back to her feet. Sentinel then lifts into a vertical suplex.::
Lula Davidson: “This is it. Black sunset.”
Jason Chase: "New Champion!”
Michael Rivers: “You said that once already Jason......”
::Bethany, upside down, wiggles out of Sentinel's grasp and drops down behind him. Sentinel whips around only to be met with the flat end of Kenyon's boot.::
Lula Davidson: “KISS OFF!”
Jason Chase: ".....Wha?!”
::But Beth cannot capitalize as she collapses next to Sentinel. Neither gets back to their feet so the referee begins his ten count.::
ONE
TWO!
THREEE!
FOUR!
::Sentinel begins to stir.::
FIVE!
SIX!
::Bethany begins to crawl toward the ropes.::
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
::Just as the referee lifts his hand for the ten count both Sentinel and Beth use the ropes to pull themselves upright. The fans are on their feet as Sentinel and Bethany turn to one another and begin to throw punches. Beth however cannot stand toe to toe with the big man and he quickly gets the upper hand.
Once again Sentinel pulls Bethany in and lifts her up into a vertical suplex but again Beth is able to wiggle out of it and lands behind him. This time however Sentinel takes off forward and hits the ropes. Beth arches for the Kiss Off, but there is no one there this time. As soon as her foot hits the ground again Sentinel returns at full sprint and hits a boot that spins her clean around.::
Lula Davidson: “Oh god! What a boot!”
Jason Chase: "She may be dead.”
Michael Rivers: “Not yet.....”
::Sentinel doesn't even try for a pin this time. He pulls Bethany up into that vertical again, this time dropping her into the slam and pin.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Lula Davidson: “He did it!”
Jason Chase: "FINALLY! A male Champion!”
Michael Rivers: “Congratulations Sentinel.....”
Jamie Hensley: "Here is your winner and.....NEW World Wrestling Champion.....SENTINEL!”
::Sentinel grabs the title away from the referee and lifts it into the air for the crowd to see as the U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the screen and the show ends showing the new Champion.::