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LIVE from the Xcel Energy Center (Deadline on May 2nd 2009)
1/3 OVERDRIVE MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH (Non Title) ***
1/3 OVERDRIVE MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH ***
1/3 OVERDRIVE MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH (Non- Title) *** “Testing the Waters” Hosted by SHAWN WATERS w/Special Guest - ALAN FISCUS ***
TAG TEAM MATCH ***
NO REMORSE REPEAT SINGLES MATCH (Non-Title) *** CZW Overdrive presents…‘VIOLENCE FROM THE VAULT’ ***
BAG OF TRICKS SINGLES MATCH *** OVERDRIVE XX - ‘NEW BEGINNINGS’ by JESSE MONTANA *** -=-=-=-=-=-=- * cZw! *
CZW Overdrive kicks off, as we see clips of the previous 19 shows, each clip gradually building up to the 20th show. As it gets to the end, the chorus to ‘Out of my Way’ by Seether kicks in as fireworks fill the staging area, as we now view the Xcel Energy Center. Fans are literally bounding out of their seats as the cameras scroll around the sold out arena. As the music begins to fade, the camera settle on the CZW Overdrive commentators, Jarred Daniels and William Masters. Daniels: Hello folks, we are live here at the sold out Xcel Energy Center in St. Paul, Minnesota. And this ladies and Gentlemen is the twentieth edition of CZW Overdrive. It’s amazing to think that we have seen 20 weeks of this breakout show already, but as we saw on the Combat Tron just moments ago, we have seen many highlights over this time. Masters: Yes and tonight, we celebrate the official roster split, as we have the privilege of commentating for Jesse Montana’s Overdrive, even though I still have to commentate with this buffoon to my right, I have to say, I am proud to be apart of Overdrive. Daniels: Kind words from Willie Masters there, and what a show we have tonight. To celebrate such a rare occasion, our show has been labeled by the boss, Triple Glory, as we have not one, not two, but THREE main events for you tonight. Masters: How glorious, our General Manager is simply a genius. Daniels: Okay calm down there Willie Montana, no need in stretching the truth. However, I do admit that this card looks to be better than the 19 we have seen before. We have Waters and Rowan, El Pablo against X Champ, Cage Stryker, and what a last match, I can hardly wait, Ace King, what World Champion against one of his best friends and XTC team mate, Krimzon Blaze. Masters: Yes I can only think Mr. Montana has the same mindset as me and wants to see XTC beat the hell out of each other tonight. Daniels: Well I doubt that will happen, but I promise you, that will be an intense contest. We also have so much more for you, but up first, I guess as billed, we get to hear from Mr. Montana himself… Masters: We couldn’t start the show in a better way…
‘Bullet with Butterfly Wings’ to everyone’s surprise begins to play throughout the arena. The fans anticipating Montana but now are stunned to hear this music, and jump of their seats in pure excitement.
Masters: What the blasted hell is this all about?! We were waiting for our boss, Mr. Montana to arrive, and he gets interrupted by this scoundrel?!
Daniels: And you can hear…whether it be sheer relief we don’t have to hear from Montana just yet, or whether it be admiration for this man, but the fans are in hysterics.
Masters: I hope they cause a bloody riot, this is a travesty, the 20th edition of Overdrive being raided by this hooligan, I hope Montana fires him on the spot.
Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome out…All American Nightmare…MIKE MONROE!
Daniels: That’s right folks, he is back…and he is kicking Overdrive off to a magnificent start here.
Masters: What bloody show are you watching? Huh? Pickle head?!
After a little bit, Mike Monroe comes out to the stage and the crowd gets even louder. Mike is wearing a backwards Ed Hardy baseball cap, a Boondock Saints t-shirt, blue jeans, and his usual black and red Etnies. He stands there and soaks in the cheers before making his way down the ramp. He high fives and shakes hands as he makes his way to the ring.
Monroe: What's up, STP! God, if I get a reaction like this, I should leave more often. But that's not the reason I'm here. There have been a lot of changes recently. The biggest among them is our second draft. We have a lot of talented guys here, and this opens up a lot of new rivalries and give these new guys a shot. But there also comes moves that changes things in a big way. During the draft we saw Mike King and Brian Kirkland drafted to Unleashed and myself and Brian Blaze drafted to Overdrive. Mr. Kiljoy also put Jacob Havok in the hospital, but I'll get to that shortly.With all of us spread all over CZW, we have come to a tough decision...
Mike stops and looks down at the canvas before looking back up at the crowd.
Monroe: ...we have decided to disband Beautiful Agony.
The crowd began to boo at the announcement. Mike put his hand up to quiet the crowd.
Monroe: Trust me, this was a very hard decision. When I formed Beautiful Agony, I never thought it would come to this. But, I couldn't be happier of what we did. We were a more violent version of the "Island of Misfit Toys". We didn't ask for a damn thing, we earned everything we got. Together we beat some of the biggest names in CZW. Every guy that came through our door had at least one title reign. No other stable in history can say that. Plus, only one other tag team in CZW history lasted longer than me and Jacob. Not bad for a bunch of misfits.
But, we wanted to do something that is a rarity in wrestling. We wanted to go out on top. We decided that if we ever wanted to get back together, it would mean something. So to Jake, Tatum, Lauren, Blaze, Kirkland, Mike, and yes, even Eddie, I just have one thing to say...thank you.
The crowd sounded of with a "Thank You" chant of their own. Mike then got a serious, nearly pissed off looks on his face.
Monroe: Now for the reason I came out to begin with. You know several months ago, Mr. Kiljoy debuted and tried to make a name for himself and jump Brian Kirkland after a match. I beat his ass and let it go. Then he took the X title that had been with Beautiful Agony for the better part of eight months. I beat his ass again and let that go as well. Then you did something reprehensible. You broke into our locker room and kidnapped Lauren. And us as a whole beat the shit out of you. But somehow, you didn't learn. You had Tim Timmons kidnap Tatum. And we all know how that turned out. So, it's time for one final ass whipping. Get out here right now.
The crowd lets out a huge chorus of boos as the theme from "Silent Hill" begins. Out comes Mr. Kiljoy with Tatum and three garishly dressed bodyguards wearing clown masks. They all walk down the ramp and stop right next to the ringside area. Kiljoy has a smile on his face as he looks at Mike.
Kiljoy: What's the matter? You look pissed off.
Mike is absolutely fuming as he looks at Kiljoy and raises the microphone to his mouth.
Monroe: You arrogant son of a bitch! You put my best friend in the f**king hospital! You kidnapped two of my close personal friends! You send your worthless cronies to do your dirty work! And you want to know if I am pissed off? I'm about to rip you pasty throat right out of your neck.
Kiljoy: Stop right there, little boy!
Before Mike could get out of the ring, Kiljoy grabs Tatum roughly by the back of her head, tilts it back a little bit, and strokes her cheek with the back of her hand. She visibly shudders as his hand touches her face.
Kiljoy: Remember one thing, Mike. This is my circus, you just paid to get in. Now I know that you are a very headstrong kinda guy. But don't let that ego get someone else hurt. I would hate to see this beautiful, beautiful face become something that would belong in a carnival freak show. You are more than welcome to try and save Tatum. But remember that four outnumbers one any day of the week.
Mike looks at Kiljoy and the bodyguards and actually snickers a little bit.
Mike dropped the microphone and took his hat, ready to fight. Kiljoy got up onto the apron, but just stopped as he was getting into the ring. He just grinned, shook his head, and jumped off the apron as the crowd showered him with boos. He started to head up the ramp, but was surprised when the three bodyguards stopped him from leaving. He started yelling at them and tried to push his way through. They stopped him and pushed him to the ground. Before he had a chance to get up, the three of them removed their masks and reveal...
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XTC!!!!! The crowd erupted as Ace King, El Pablo, and Krimzon Blaze stood between him and Tatum. He gets up with a shocked look on his face, only to turn around and be hit by Mike as he comes through the ropes with a suicide dive. Mike and Kiljoy roll around trading blows as XTC takes Tatum backstage. The two men stand up and keep trading punches , before Mike kicks him in the gut and sets him up for a Dead End Driver. Kiljoy wiggles out of it and as Mike turns around, Kiljoy rakes his eyes and whips him into a turnbuckle post. But, Mike reverses it and sends Kiljoy into it with a loud thud. As ike heads his way over to Kiljoy, a fan hands Mike a steel chair. Kiljoy begins to rise and we see that he has been busted open. Mike raises the chair as he sees Kiljoy's head right next to the ring post.
Mike stays frozen still as ‘For Whom the Bell Tolls’ begins to play throughout the arena, causing the fans to go into a frenzy of boos and chants.
Masters: Thankfully this chaos can stop, Jesse Montana is here to save the day.
Daniels: That’s a shame, we were all getting excited thinking his segment could be cancelled.
Masters: Mr. Montana always shows up for his fans.
Daniels: All 7 of them?!
Montana arrives out onto the stage with a mic in his hand, as he now begins to walk down the ramp quickly…
Montana: No…NO!!! I was supposed to start this show, and you Mike, you come out here and start a damn riot on MY show?!
Mike Monroe now drops the chair as he walks over to Montana, as Kiljoy escapes through the crowd.
Montana: I will not allow this on my show, especially not to kick off the new beginning. Now I know you have your problems with Mr. Kiljoy, who has ran off it seems. But I am the man who can settle that, not you Mike, and CERTAINLY not on my time.
Mike looks a little confused as Montana looks around the arena, then back at Mike with a dry smile on his face.
Montana: So, in order to settle this the best way I can…I say…that NEXT WEEK on Sunday night Overdrive, you Mike, you will get your chance at revenge, as you will take on Mr. Kiljoy…
The fans start to cheer as Mike nods his head, looking hyped up.
Montana: And it will be a STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN MATCH! The second of it’s kind.
Mike Monroe smiles broadly as he gestures to the fans who all chant his name. Mike then goes to shake Montana’s hand but he pulls away looking disgusted.
Montana: Oh I’m sorry, I seem to have left a slight detail out. On top of that staircase to heaven will be our very own angel…Miss Tatum Regan. AND…if you win this contest, you and Tatum can run off into the distance holding hands and living happily ever after…BUT…if you lose Mike…Kiljoy gets to keep her for as long as I stay in power…YOU GOT THAT?!
Monroe’s smile turns to sheer anger as he goes face to face with the GM of Overdrive, the fans chanting for Mike Monroe to knock his head off.
Masters: I hope Mike doesn’t do anything silly here, I wouldn’t like to see the poor guy getting fired on the same day as his return.
Daniels: Montana is lucky Mike doesn’t knock his block off here. Tatum is not Killjoy’s property, and shouldn’t be put on the line like she is some kind of award.
Montana: Now Mike, if you don’t mind, I suggest you get out of my face and get out of my arena…GO ON…GET THE HELL OUT!
The fans boo loudly as Mike grimaces, but eventually walks off, Jesse Montana smiling as he now climbs into the ring, now alone to ’start the show’ as he called it.
Daniels: I guess Montana is going to start the show officially here then, but already, what a match that has been signed for next week, Monroe and Kiljoy, Stairway to Heaven, winner gets possession of Tatum, that’s a lot on the line for Mr. Monroe.
Masters: It shows everyone, that you don\t interrupt the boss.
Daniels: He never interrupted him. Ands these fans sure as hell didn’t mind Mike ‘interrupting him’.
OVERDRIVE XX - ‘NEW BEGINNINGS’ by JESSE MONTANA *****-----*****
Jesse Montana stands now inside the ring alone, however the arena is still being drowned out with chants of ‘XTC’ and ‘Jesse Sucks’. Montana holds up the microphone to his mouth, but decides not to speak while the fans are still acting like a riot act.
Masters: You know what, I find parts of this job tedious at times, and the temperament of these fans are the reason why. This is a man who makes this whole thing possible, and has for the past 16 months.
Daniels: Well I hate to disagree with you there William but 16 months ago, Jesse Montana was a mere rookie here in CZW.
Masters: You don’t hate to disagree with me, you feel the need to disagree with me because you know that these sycophants needs someone like you, like these yuppies to agree with them. Well I am not taking it anymore, time and time again this man walks out here, just to entertain these bastards and this is how they repay him.
Daniels: Oh please, Montana doesn’t give a damn about their entertainment, all he knows is money and fame. He is obsessed with power.
The fans now begin to quite down, still a large section booing the man who stands inside the ring. Jesse finally ushers a few words into the mic as the arena falls silent.
Montana: Thank you all. I am out here basically to welcome you all to a very special edition of Overdrive. Now I know you lot have mixed feelings about yours truly, but this is a start of a new era in CZW, a new start…A NEW BEGINNING.
The fans look at each other slightly confused as Montana carries on.
Montana: Now I know we have had our differences in the past, you don’t like me, I don’t like you, that was our relationship. But I believe we can put all that behind us. All you have to do is…
The fans sit on the edge of their seats now desperate to hear what Montana is about to say.
Montana: SHUT THE HELL UP!!! THAT’S IT…THIS IS A NEW BEGINNING FOR CZW…A NEW BEGINNING FOR OVERDRIVE…AND YOUR GOING TO SHOW ME SOME DAMN RESPECT BEFORE I CLOSE THIS WHOLE SHOW DOWN!
The fans boo louder than ever before as Montana struts around the ring looking like a has pineapples in his pants.
Daniels: We should have known this man can’t change, he is still the evil tyrant he always was.
Masters: He speaks the truth Jarred, just because you meatheads can’t handle the truth doesn’t mean Montana is a tyrant, it just makes you and the rest of these slime balls ignorant.
Daniels: Are you getting this from a text book or something for brown nos-
Masters: Be quiet and show some damn respect while the boss is speaking.
Montana: That’s right, boo all you like, but I’m not going to play to you all anymore. You better realize and do it quick, that this is my show, and the guys in the back, you better understand that too. As for people like Mike Monroe who tries to disrespect me, well lets just say, there time here is going to be so very painful. Yes the roster is split, and yes I don’t own the other half of the guys, those on Unleashed, but I see this as a good thing. I get to place all my attention and focus on you guys in the back, the lucky few who are apart of my show. You guys should thank your lucky stars, and also, thank me for accepting you.
The fans continue to boo due to their extreme annoyance of the boss. Montana begins to smile as he looks around at all the angered fans.
Masters: Come on Jarred, he said to thank him, I think you should stand up and bow down, I for one am very thankful I am here on the A show.
Daniels: I am not going to thank that man, and I am certainly not going to bow down to anyone William.
Masters: Fine, be a miserable toe rag then.
William Masters now stands up as he begins to clap, Jesse Montana looks over as he points to William, shouting out off mic, ‘that is the spirit’. Masters sits down as the arena begins to quiet down again, Montana now looking pleased.
Montana: Well, now that we have got that out of the way, as I said before, this is a new beginning, a new start, and I am certain that Overdrive will gain the most ratings each and every week. It won’t be long before you see this face…as your CZW President, I assure you of that. And as it is a new start, I would like to make a little announcement, or more of a general invitation. You see, with Matt Covey and Karl Jackson being drafted over to Unleashed, it seems I have a few empty places in my Empire as you will. You see, all of you work for me, sure, but to work directly for me is another matter, more money, better opportunities, you may even get to visit the Montana Mansion from time to time. I am certainly not disowning Karl and Matthew, certainly not, I am just…looking after my investments. So people in the back, if you know what is good for you, then please, step into my office, and tell me why you would like to join my Empire, and work directly for me, CZW’s own Billionaire.
Daniels: Billionaire, boy he sure knows how to exaggerate! And what in the World is he on about?! His Empire?! He just wants people to be his butt kissers, that is all, William, your quite a natural at that, why don’t you apply.
Masters: I am already apart of Mr. Montana’s Empire, I am his highest paid Commentator, I make more in a month than you do in a year, Jarred.
Daniels: To kiss his ass.
Montana: Now, onto another subject, one which is very close to my heart. Karl ‘The Jackal’ Jackson. He is my business partner and close personal friend, and it seems like some hooligan is after not only his career, but his life. Now I have the best detectives on the case, and yes, they are still interviewing CZW superstars. But the other day, we had a major break through. You see, I came across a tape, this tape happens to be from a security camera I had installed personally, and on this tape…IS THE MONSTER WHO ATTACKED KARL!
The fans look a little shocked at this statement, now as Jesse is snarling into the camera.
Montana: You know who you are, and I know who you are, but to reveal you this week would be too easy, I want to see you squirm. But having said that…NEXT WEEK…Karl will be here in the arena, live on Overdrive, as I reveal to him and the World…EXACTLY…who attacked him last week and the month before that.
The fans being to boo, but also cheer at the same time as Montana looks away from the camera now.
Masters: I knew this genius would find a way to pin this down. He knows who it is, does that make you sweat Jarred?
Daniels: I have nothing to hide, and I don’t even trust what Montana says here, Karl said last week he thought it was our World Champion, this smells like a damn set up, William.
Masters: The voice of a guilty man folks, Jarred how could you do this, and to work with Ace King like that too.
Daniels: I DID NOTHING!
Montana: Okay, now that I have that out of the way, I have one last thing to say, and this is important to all of you. Being the great guy I am, I have been looking around, and I have found a few guys that have the talent to be right at the top of this business. With a careful word to each other them, I have persuaded them to join CZW. Yes, I am a businessman after all. And I would just like to say to these individuals now, and anyone else thinking of joining CZW…If you have any brain cells you would try your hardest to join the number one show in Wrestling today, there’s only one…CZW OVERDRIVE!
Masters: What a great man, he has been recruiting behind the scenes, the amount of work this man puts into CZW is immense.
Daniels: Seems to me like he is threatening people into joining Overdrive.
Masters: You would think that Jarred, with your guilty conscience and all.
Daniels: Oh please…WAIT…I SENSE A CONFRONTATION!
Suddenly ‘Here comes the Money’ begins to play, as the fans react with huge cheers and chants for the CZW President, Brian Damage. Montana shakes his head, looking frustrated as he stares up towards the ramp.
Masters: Can’t this man leave Mr. Montana alone?! On what is the first episode of the new Overdrive, he has to interrupt our GM and put shame over the show.
Daniels: These fans aren’t ashamed, I am not ashamed of this man, his Family are the reason CZW is alive and kicking, his Father made this into the company it is today, that is not shameful William.
Masters: Brian had nothing to do with the growth of CZW. Montana did.
The fans chant for the white haired Prez, who now dances around on the stage looking pumped up.
Montana: You just can’t let me have my moment can you?! On my show, MY SHOW…you have to stick your nos-
B. Damage: YOUR SHOW?! You must have a short term memory Mr. Sensation, because the last time I checked, this was my show…MY COMPANY!
The fans go nuts for Brian as Montana begins to have a paddy inside the ring.
B. Damage: But your right about one thing Jesse. This is a new start, a beginning of an area if you like. And seeing as this is a new start and all, I figured I would drop in, as I know you love to see me Jesse, and I would announce a little something of my own.
Montana: I don’t care what you have to announce, you do it on your own show, this is mine…MINE!
B. Damage: Wow, looks like I have really upset the GM this time. I’m sorry Jesse, I never meant to make you cry, you know this is all strictly business right. And it was strictly business when I appointed a new member of the Board of Directors.
Montana: You mean that piece of crap that has been spoiling my plans for the last few months. You better tell me who it is Brian, I swear to God I wil-
B. Damage: No, I’m not going to let you threaten me Jesse. You see, you maybe a ‘billionaire’, *ahem…exaggerating…ahem* but I have just as much money as you. And as much as you hate this, I have more power than you. And yes, I did appoint a new Board of Director member a couple of months ago. This member is someone I have known for a long time, a true trusted member of CZW, you know them well Jesse, all of you great fans here in St. Paul MINNESOTA know them well…and I certainly know them VERY well.
Montana: Stop playing these damn games and get on with it you-
B. Damage: Okay, I can see your about to start blubbering any second, so I will go ahead and spill the beans…
The Board of Director Member is…
MY FATHER…
DEREK DAMAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Daniels: My God this place has just exploded, the new Board of Director is Derek Damage, Jesse Montana thought he had got rid of this man for good, but now he is back…WOOOOOO!!!
Masters: The Damage family are back in CZW?! AHHHHH!! Montana I feel for you.
The fans stand on their feet in appreciation as THE MAN walks out, DEREK DAMAGE! He stands alongside his Presidential son, as the whole arena bows down to the living legend that is Derek Damage.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
D. Damage: THANK YOU….WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Thank you so much. You know what…It feels GREAT to be back in CZW…to be back on OVERDRIVE…and to be here in…MINNESOTA! WOOOOOOOOO!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
D. Damage: It was a tough decision to make, it was months ago now, when I Derek Damage…THE FOUNDER OF CZW…I had to step down due to bad health. I have SEEN IT ALL…I have been in that ring, I have fought with the best, and I have ruled the best of them. I am proud of my Son, Brian. He is just like his wheelin and dealin, show stealin, fun feelin tough son of a gun, Father WOOOOOOOOO and I am happy that he is the NEW President of CZW. I tell ya Jesse, he makes a better one than you ever have!
The fans WOO loudly as Jesse Montana kicks the bottom rope in annoyance as Brian waves at Jesse, getting inside his head.
Daniels: I can’t believe how great it is to see our former boss back here again. These fans are loving every moment of it.
D. Damage: As much as I was happy to give IT ALL to my son here. There wasn’t a day that went by that I WOOOO I missed each and every one of you fans WOOOOO…I may have bad bones, bad lungs, bad kidneys, bad hips, bad hair you name it I got it…BUT I AM STILL HERE IN CZW AND I WILL BE UNTIL THE DAY I DIE WOOOO!!!
Montana: Your one sick old man do you know that. You were never fit to be the Owner of this company, and I was the one who carried this place on my shoulders for the months you sat on your ass, doing nothing at all. You mention your bad health. I hope you reconsider your decision Derek because the day you die…may very well be NEAR!
BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Daniels: Did he just threaten the life of Derek Damage?!
D. Damage: There may had been a time Jesse when I accepted what you said and I went along with it. But TIMES change. You better be careful what you say Jesse Montana because your dealing with the strongest family force in Sports entertainment history WOOOO!!! I am back, I am a member of the Board, and me and my son will make sure…Overdrive is run…LIKE A DAMAGE WOULD RUN IT! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
‘Here comes the money’ plays again as Brian and Derek embrace with a hug, Montana left inside the ring shocked and furious.
Daniels: It’s great to see the old mucker back and doing what he does best. Montana has one hell of a fight on his hands if he wants to wage war against the Damage’s.
Masters: He just wants to run his show in peace Jarred, and these hypocrites won’t let him, it’s all a disgrace.
Daniels: What a start to the show, and we haven’t even had any in ring action yet. Derek…back…My God! We better go to a break folks, be back shortly.
BAG OF TRICKS SINGLES MATCH *****-----***** DANIELS: Well, certainly an.. interesting.. start to this 20th edition of Overdrive, let's see what happens in our second match of the evening, Chris Ross against Vlad Valo.. in a "Bag of Tricks" match! Boos ring out around the arena as "Slept So Long" by Jay Gordon begins to play over the PA, signalling the arrival of the first competitor. TOWERS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.. introducing first, from Baton Rouge, Los Angeles.. VLAAAD VAAALOOO! The boos continue to rain down as Valo steps out onto the stage. He glances around briefly, then marches down the ramp towards the ring. DANIELS: Well, the last time we saw Vlad Valo, he was sent crashing through Tim Timmons AND a glass table thanks to a One Punch KO from Ian Chadwick in that HELLACIOUS X-Title Greenhouse Match! MASTERS: I still haven't gotten over that, poor Tim! DANIELS: Yep, to say that "Canada's Finest" had a rough night is perhaps an understatement. Let's not forget he missed half the match due to being stretchered out of the combat area after Valo sent him AND Chadwick through a table of their own while the match was still in its infancy. Although, that said, I don't think any of the four competitors involved can really say they had a great night, perhaps not even the retaining champion. I'm sure Valo will be looking to set things right tonight. Valo steps into the ring, and circles a few times, before readying himself for battle and turning to face the Combattron. His music fades out, and after a few seconds, "Push It To The Limit" by Rick Ross hits the sound system, drawing a rather more positive ovation from the fans. TOWERS: And his opponent, being accompanied by Kimo Newton.. from Honolulu, Hawaii.. "The King Pin", CHRIIISSS ROOOSSSSSS! Ross and Kimo step out onto the stage, Ross with a small sack in his hand. They stop at the top of the ramp, and Ross raises the sack above his head, drawing excited cheers from the crowd. DANIELS: And there you see the so-called "Bag of Tricks"! When this match begins, the referee will attatch the bag to that pole you can see rising up from one of the turnbuckles. MASTERS: Oh, is that what that's for? I thought Jessica would be doing some dancing for me! DANIELS: Unfortunately not, Will, I hate to break it to you.. MASTERS: *sigh* DANIELS: The aim of the game is to keep your opponent down long enough for you to climb that turnbuckle and grab hold of the sack. MASTERS: Heh.. DANIELS: THEN, and only then, can you use whatever is kept inside it to further punish your opponent, eventually putting him away for the three count. The two march down the ramp, and Ross climbs into the ring, while Kimo takes up position on the outside. Ross hoists the back into the air again, drawing another cheer, then hands it over to the referee, who heads over to the turnbuckle and hoists the sack up onto the top of the pole. Ross and Valo eyeball each other while the referee runs through the rules, then step back a little as the referee calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* DANIELS: And we are underway! The two men begin circling each other, each contemplating their first move. They charge forward, and engage in a collar-elbow tie up. DANIELS: Both men wasting little time in getting going, and a test of strength first of all here. Very little to choose between the two size-wise, Valo has maybe an inch or two in height on Ross, but "The King Pin" certainly a little "heftier", shall we say? Indeed, the two jockey for position for a few seconds, before Ross gains the upperhand, forcing Valo back into one of the corners. They remain locked for a few seconds, before Ross releases under instruction from the referee and steps back. DANIELS: And there we see that weight advantage, Ross forcing Valo back. MASTERS: Are you calling Ross fat!? DANIELS: ..No? MASTERS: Well you should, coz he is! HAHA! Ross and Valo lock up again, but this time it's Valo who forces Ross into a corner, until the referee once again breaks it up. DANIELS: Oh! Valo showing that he's not short on power himself! And you know, Will, Ross is around 300lbs, but Valo's going on 270 himself, there's not as much difference as you might like to think. MASTERS: Whatever, I call it as I see it. Another lock up takes place, but this time Ross spins off to the side, grabbing Valo in a headlock. Valo responds by grabbing Ross round the waist, and goes for a back body drop. Ross fights free though, and lands on his feet behind Valo. He spins him round, and kicks Valo in the stomach, causing his opponent to double over. Ross pushes Valo back against the ropes, and irish whips him. Valo rebounds, and Ross goes for a clothesline. Valo ducks, and hits the ropes again, only to have Ross connect with a back elbow, sending Valo to the floor. Immediately, Ross runs over to the pole corner, and starts to climb the turnbuckle. DANIELS: Woah! Ross wasting little time in trying to get that sack down! Ross gets a foot on the top rope, but before he can do anything else Valo grabs him by the tights and hauls him down. Ross lands on his feet, but Valo starts striking him in the face with his fist, forcing him away from the corner into the centre of the ring. Valo attempts an irish whip, but Ross keeps hold. This proves to be a mistake, though, as Valo reels him back in and hits a huge powerslam. MASTERS: WOW! DANIELS: What strength and power there, driving the 300-pounder up and over! Valo gets to his feet, and quickly hits Ross with a leg drop. He picks Ross up, and hits him with a vertical suplex. Valo then heads over to one of the non-poled turnbuckles. He climbs to the second rope, then leaps off, nailing Ross with a fist to the head. DANIELS: Valo suddenly looking in control here.. Valo gets to his feet again, and heads for the pole. DANIELS: ..and now HE goes in search of the bag! Valo reaches the turnbuckle, and begins to climb up. However, he only gets to the second rope before Ross charges over, and thumps him in the back. Ross hauls Valo off, but Valo turns and cracks Ross in the face, sending "The King Pin" staggering into the ropes. Valo attempts to climb the turnbuckle again, but again Ross hauls him down, only to receive another big right hand to the temple. Ross drops to one knee, and Valo again starts to climb the turnbuckle. He gets to the top, but as he starts to reach up, Ross climbs up after him, grabbing Valo from behind. DANIELS: Uh oh.. MASTERS: TIMBERRRRRRRRRR!!! Ross lifts Valo in a back body drop, sending both men crashing down to the canvas from the top of the turnbuckle. The two stay down after the move, Valo obviously hurt from the impact, and Ross still trying to recover from the onslaught he suffered earlier. The referee starts a count.. ONE! - - - - - TWO! - - - - - THREE! - - - The two men start stirring. - FOUR! - - - - Ross gets up to a knee. FIVE! - - Ross stands fully upright, Valo following just behind. Valo turns, and Ross immediately chops him across the chest. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! MASTERS: Aren't people bored of this yet!? Another chop. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! MASTERS: Arrrrrrrgh! And another, but before the crowd can respond, Valo drives a knee deep into Ross' midsection. With Ross doubled over, Valo hits the ropes behind him. As he rebounds, Ross suddenly turns, and hits a Samoan drop, sandwiching Valo between him and the canvas. Ross gets to his feet, and hauls Valo up. He grabs Valo round the throat, looking for a chokeslam, but Valo elbows him in the side of the head, forcing Ross to loosen his grip. Ross staggers backwards, then Valo grabs HIM by the throat. He shapes to lift, but Ross kicks him in the stomach, breaking free himself. Ross then shoves Valo's head between his legs, and this time there is no escape route, as "The King Pin" hits a huge powerbomb. Ross gets to his feet, and signals for the Wipe Out. DANIELS: Ross signalling that the end may be near here for Vlad Valo! Ross picks Valo up, and whips him off the ropes. However, Valo manages to wrap his arms around the top rope, keeping him in position. Ross charges forwards, and attempts to clothesline Valo over to the outside. Valo grabs hold, however, and both men go tumbling over the ropes and down to the floor, landing heavily on top of each other. DANIELS: Both men down, and Valo once again finding himself taking a big fall to the outside in a CZW match! MASTERS: At least there's no glass this time! The two men start to stir, and begin brawling on the floor, both men trading blows to the face. They both get to their knees, and Ross stuns Valo with a headbutt. He gets to his feet, but Valo hits back with a low blow. Valo stands, and slams Ross' head into the apron. He then drapes Ross over his shoulders, and drops him chest first onto the barricade, causing Ross to collapse to the floor. DANIELS: Snake eyes from Valo, but still the fans are waiting for that bag to be brought into play, whatever might be inside. Valo picks Ross up again, and whips him towards the ring steps, Ross' back smashing hard into the steel. Ross slumps to the floor again, sitting against the steps. Valo charges, looking to crush Ross' skull with his knee, but as he approaches, Ross leaps to his feet, and floors Valo with a roaring elbow. DANIELS: The Hit! Ross hits Valo with the Hit on the outside! Valo might be out cold here! Indeed, Valo isn't moving after that attack. Ross takes a second to compose himself, then rolls into the ring, as the anticipation starts to build amongst the fans. DANIELS: Ross into the ring, and I don't think it'll take a genius to know where he's going! MASTERS: Fortunately for you, right? Ross heads over to the poled corner, and climbs the turnbuckle. He reaches up.. and pulls down the sack! DANIELS: The sack is in play! The sack is in play! The crowd is on their feet as Ross looks around, the sack raised triumphantly above his head. He climbs down from the turnbuckle, and places the sack on the mat underneath the ropes. He then heads across to the other side of the ring, and steps through the ropes to the outside, where Valo is just now starting to stir. Ross stomps the head of Valo a couple of times, then picks him up and rolls him into the ring. DANIELS: The end may be near for Vlad Valo! Ross rolls him into the ring, and now he's going for that sack! Ross picks the sack up, and undoes the string wrapped around the top. He steps into the centre of the ring, holds the sack above his head once more.. and tips it upside down, unleashing a torrent of tacks, bolts and broken glass onto the mat. DANIELS: Oh man! MASTERS: Well, we mentioned earlier the Greenhouse Match that Vlad Valo was involved in last week.. it looks as though he's about to get reacquainted! DANIELS: Things do NOT look good for Vlad Valo! Ross steps over to Valo, a sadistic look in his eyes. As Valo attempts to haul himself up to his feet using the ropes, Ross hits him with a big fist to the temple, then drags him over towards the debris. Ross positions himself so that Valo is between him and the debris, and shoves Valo's head between his legs. DANIELS: Oh my god, not this! Ross flips Valo up onto his shoulders, the crowd roaring themselves hoarse with excitement. Valo starts flailing wildly at Ross' head, desperately trying to escape his fate. The onslaught causes Ross to stagger backwards, and Valo is able to slip off his shoulders, landing on his feet. DANIELS: Oh man, a narrow escape for Valo there, and I mean NARROW! MASTERS: This crowd isn't happy though, they wanna see blood! Valo continues to strike Ross, until "The King Pin" fights back with a knee to the midsection. Ross hits the ropes, and charges forwards with a battle cry. MASTERS: Here we go! DANIELS: Wait a second.. CCCRRRAAASSSHHH!!! DANIELS: BAH GAWD! VALO! WITH AN OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! DRIVING ROSS RIGHT ONTO ALL THAT DEBRIS! MASTERS: How did THAT happen!? DANIELS: TACKS AND BOLTS AND BROKEN GLASS, DRIVEN RIGHT INTO THE SKIN OF "THE KING PIN!" GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! Ross rolls right out of the ring, and starts thrashing about wildly on the arena floor, blood already running down his back. Valo lies in the centre of the ring, just next to the contents of the sack, trying to catch his breath and shake the cobwebs loose. DANIELS: Valo trying to recover in the ring, Ross is right out in front of us, and as I'm sure you can imagine, he's in a serious amount of pain! Valo gets back to his feet, and hops through the ropes and down next to where Ross has landed. He looks down at his opponent, then heads over to the Spanish Announce Table, where he sets about removing the various bits of technical equipment. ¡Por favor Vlad! ¡No otra vez! ¡Apenas una semana sin la destrucción de él! ¡Por favor! DANIELS: Come on Vlad, enough's enough! MASTERS: When did we get a Spanish announce team anyway? As Vlad removes the last of the monitors, he suddenly gets struck from behind by Kimo, who leaps to the defence of his associate. Vlad turns, and Kimo slaps him in the face! This proves to be a mistake, as Vlad suddenly grabs Kimo by the throat with both hands, and flings him over the Spanish announce table. DANIELS: OH! Good lord, Kimo may be hurt! MASTERS: What an idiot! He shouldn't be getting involved! Valo smirks, and turns his attentions back to Ross. He hauls him up to his feet, and drapes him over his shoulder. DANIELS: Oh no, what's he looking for here!? Valo positions himself, then prepares to slam Ross through the table. Just as he bends, though, Ross wriggles free, slipping behind Valo and shoving him away. Valo turns, and charges back towards Ross. As he approaches.. DANIELS: THE WIPE OUT! Ross with the Wipe Out to Valo, driving him down to the floor! Valo looks to be out cold, as Ross slowly gets to his feet, wincing at the pain in his bruised, bloody back. He glances at the Spanish announce table, and points to it, sending the crowd into raptures once more. DANIELS: Uh ohhh.. MASTERS: How the tides have turned.. DANIELS: Ross now looking to use the table himself, my god, this match has been so unpredictable! Back and forth, back and forth, when will it end? HOW will it end? Ross picks Valo up, and drapes him over the table. DANIELS: Huh? What's he planning to do here? Ross strikes Valo a couple of times in the face.. then heads back to the ring. MASTERS: Where the hell is he going? Ross rolls under the ropes, and when he gets to his feet.. he starts climbing the turnbuckle. DANIELS: Oh my god.. MASTERS: WHAT!? DANIELS: Chris Ross.. is climbing to the top! MASTERS: This is insane!!! DANIELS: "The King Pin" is looking to go all or nothing here.. MASTERS: You guys might wanna stand back a bit.. Ross perches on the top rope, the crowd at fever pitch as he scouts the situation. He takes a deep breath.. and leaps, hitting the ultimate Tidal Wave Splash on Valo, the table literally exploding upon impact. DANIELS: BAH GAWD! BAH GAWD! BAH GAWD! MASTERS: I think we just broke the Richter Scale! DANIELS: Both men are dead! They've gotta be dead! MASTERS: Don't forget Kimo! He's still under there! DANIELS: Oh my god, I forgot about him! Three bodies, all tangled up in a mess of broken table.. this arena looks like a car wreck! With both men unmoving after the incident, the referee is forced to start a count. ONE! - - - - - TWO! - - - - - THREE! - - - - - FOUR! - - - - - FIVE! - - - - - DANIELS: Folks, we're up to a five count, and we've not yet seen ANY movement from either Ross or Valo. We may need some help out here.. SEVEN! - - - - - EIGHT! - - - Finally, Ross starts to move, crawling off the lifeless body of Valo towards the barricade. NINE! - - - - - TEN! *DING DING DING!* TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen.. the referee has ruled that this match be a NO-CONTEST, due to both competitors being counted out! The fans give a mixed reaction, some disappointed at the lack of a definitive outcome, some still in shock and awe at Ross' high-risk offence. The EMTs come rushing from the back, and immediately start tending to the three men, as the scene cuts to a commercial. Daniels: What a crazy match, we’ll be back shortly folks with more crazy action, our first ever ‘Violence From the Vault’, stay tuned! *****-----***** CZW Overdrive presents…‘VIOLENCE FROM THE VAULT’ *****-----*****
TOWERS: "This next match is the re-scheduled WORLD TELEVISION TITLE match scheduled for one fall!"
Crowd cheers
TOWERS: "Introducing first.. the challenger.. being led to the ring by Sirena Starr and hailing from Hollywood... CAGE STRYKER!"
Cage and Sirena come out to a large pop. They play up to the crowd as they make their way down to the ring. Sirena gives Cage a kiss for good luck as she stays on the outside and he enters the ring.
TOWERS: "And his opponent... he has been the CZW World Television Champion since April 17th and hailing from Sydney, Australia... "MR. TV" SHAWN WATERS!"
The crowd gives a surprisingly loud cheer as the reigning TV champ comes out. He has a surprised look on his face from the reaction, and bows his head with respect to the crowd. He runs down to the ring, and slides in. The ref takes the TV title from him, and Shawn and Cage momentarily shake hands as the ref quickly goes over the rules.
DANIELS: "A sign of respect there, this should be one heck of a match."
MASTERS: "Shawn is an idiot for turning on the Upstarts, I have NO respect for him now."
DANIELS: "I doubt it's YOUR respect he's after, William."
DING DING
The bell rings and the men being to circle each other, feeling each other out. They lock up, and seem at a stand still as both men are very equally matched in terms of skill and stature. Shawn pushes Cage back into a corner, and the ref calls for the break. Shawn lets go and backs off, giving it to him cleanly.
DANIELS: "Shawn's really done a 180 in terms of his ring presence, I am impressed!"
MASTERS: "He is a pansy, just look at him!"
Cage nods to Shawn and they lock up again. This time, Cage grabs Shawn's head and holds him in a headlock. Shawn pushes Cage off of the ropes and sends him running. Shawn falls down to his belly and Cage leaps over him. On the rebound, Shawn jumps up, leap frogging over Cage. Third time around, and Shawn nails a perfectly placed standing dropkick. The crowd cheers as Cage is on his ass, checking his mouth for blood.
DANIELS: "And Shawn is the first to strike!"
Shawn smiles at Cage, as Cage stands up. They lock up again, and Cage nails a knee to Shawn's ribs. He then brings down a forearm across Shawn's back. He then kicks him in the gut and grabs him.. lifts up and spins... NAILING a spin-out Powerbomb. He holds it for the cover.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
Cage picks Shawn up and tosses him to the ropes. Shawn ducks a clotheslines. Shawn with the rebound, nails a flying forearm. He grabs Cage and hits him with a Fame Asser-like move. He goes for the pin.
ONE
KICK OUT
DANIELS: "Both men hungry tonight, one wants the gold.. the other wants to keep it."
MASTERS: "The TV title is getting more and more prestigious over the last few weeks, becoming a staple of the War Zone experience."
Shawn picks up Cage and chops him hard.
CROWD: "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
Shawn then irish whips Cage into a turnbuckle. Shawn follows immediately behind, and nails a lariat to the back of Cage's neck as soon as he hits the corner. He then grabs Cage and rolls him over with a school boy out of the corner.
ONE
TWO
kick out
Shawn is up quickly, and as soon as Cage is up as well Shawn nails a hurricanrana. He holds it for the pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT
DANIELS: "Water is trying to put him away methodically. Smart thinking by the TV champ."
MASTERS: "It's because he knows, the longer the match goes, the more it is in Cage's favor to win."
DANIELS: "How?"
MASTERS: "... Because I just said so, Jarred!"
Shawn is up and grabs Cage again. He tosses him to the ropes, but Cage reverses. On the rebound, and Cage nails Shawn with a blistering spinning heel kick. He then grabs Shawn, and locks in a Triangle Choke.
MASTERS: "Stryker going for the submission victory here, I love it!"
DANIELS: "You just want to see Shawn Waters in pain!"
Cage has it locked in, but the champ refuses to give up. The ref is on top of it. Shawn repeatedly yelling out no when he is asked though. They are fairly close to the ropes, and Shawn manages to maneuver them around and grab the bottom one. Cage immediately lets go, standing back up. He kicks at Shawn a few times before picking him up. He Irish whips him into a corner and Shawn nails it hard. Cage then picks up Shawn and places him on the top turnbuckle, with Shawn facing outward. He grabs Shawn's neck and ...
THUD
DANIELS: "Cage with the top-rope neckbreaker! Shawn landed hard on the back of his neck, and he's now holding it!"
Cage pauses for a moment and then grabs Shawn in a lateral press.
ONE
TWO
T-KICK OUT
DANIELS: "Shawn's not done yet!"
MASTERS: "Well he should be, dammit!"
Cage picks Shawn back up and nails him with a fall away slam. He doesn't go for the pin again, however, as he picks Shawn back up. He throws Shawn to the ropes. On the rebound, Cage lifts him up and --
SLAM
MASTERS: "Cage with an AWESOME spinning spine buster!"
ONE
TWO
THRE-KICK OUT
DANIELS: "Shawn kicked out at the very last moment!"
The crowd gasp as Cage is surprised. Cage picks Shawn back up and locks in a sleeper hold as they are standing. Shawn struggles, and after a few moments grabs Cage's head and comes down, nailing a jawbreaker. Both men are laid out in the ring.
DANIELS: "Both men pulling out all the stops in this magnificent World Television title match!"
MASTERS: "Don't get your panties in a twist there, Jarred, but yes.. these guys are rocking the house."
Cage is up first. with Shawn right behind. They begin throwing punches at each other, tiredly. Shawn kicks Cage in the gut and nails a tigerbomb backbreaker. He goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!!
Shawn then grabs Cage's legs, and locks in the Waterboard!!
MASTERS: "Oh no, this might be it!"
DANIELS: "Cage might find himself ship wrecked if he can't get out of this one!"
Cage inches to and reaches the lowest rope in 45 seconds time. Shawn then sluggishly drags Cage into the middle of the ring and goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
TH-KICK OUT
Shawn slams the mat in frustration and picks up Cage, who is dazed. Shawn measures him up and runs to the ropes. He saults over, nailing the Saulty Waters to a standing Cage... but wait! Cage seems to grabs Shawn in midair! Shawn has a surprised look on his face, as Cage turns around... positions Shawn... and....
THUD!!!
DANIELS: "STRYKER DRIVER! STRYKER DRIVER!"
MASTERS: "WOOT WOOT"
Cage goes for the cover!
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THREE!!!!!
DING DING DING
TOWERS: "Your winner and NEWWWWW CZW World Television Champion.... CAGE STRYKER!!!!"
NO REMORSE REPEAT SINGLES MATCH (Non-Title) *****-----***** Daniels: Yes that was a classic battle for the Television Title, almost a year ago that was. Masters: Yeah, as we saw there one of the many states of Shawn Waters, tell me Jarred, was he a face there or a heel? Daniels: I have no idea, but sticking with the TV Title topic, the two men who are in action next put on another classic battle over the Title, in what we saw, one of the best ladder matches in CZW history. Masters: Yes, the Television Title has seen ladder matches before, however Brian Blaze truly did entertain people as he fought against in my opinion, one of the best guys in CZW never to hold a Title. Daniels: Yes that is quite fair to say, and also quite fair to say is that the battle between these two men is surely not over yet. Masters: Well of course it’s not over you pint sized muppet, in case you haven’t noticed, these two are scheduled to be fighting each other next, in what is billed as a No Remorse Rematch. Daniels: Only it’s not for the Title, but if Rob is impressive here, we could very well see these two stars fight for the belt another time very soon. ‘Let me Entertain you’ begins to play as the crowd stand off their seats, roaring and clapping, acknowledging the TV Champion out onto the stage. Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen the next contest is scheduled for one fall. Out first, weighing in at 220 lbs and hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada…The CZW World Television Champion…Mr. Entertainment…BRIAN BLAZE! Brian walks out onto the stage, not carrying his TV Title, leaving it in the back for this Non Title contest. The fans are still off their seats as Brian runs to either side of the stage, entertaining them the best he knows how. Blaze then runs down the ramp, greeting the fans on the front row, most of them acting like they have just met a Rock star or something. As Brian gets into the ring, his music fades as the atmosphere in the fans turns sour. A chorus of boos influxes the arena as Blaze’s tune ends, and now ‘In the End’ by Linkin Park begins to play, Rob Wright arriving onto the stage smiling, noticing 98% of the crowd booing heavily. Towers: And his opponent, weighing in at 245 lbs and hails from Springfield, Massachusetts…The Real Deal…ROB WRIGHT! Rob keeps his cocky like grin as he walks to the ring, his eyes looking around the fans on the front row like they were mere peasants. Brian leans over the ropes as he tells Rob to get inside the ring, The Real Deal though taking his time, posing and gesturing towards Brian, the fans booing loudly, half of them chanting for the TV Champ. Daniels: These two men have disliked each other for a while now, both coming from different packs as it were, Rob a member of the New Generation, Brian of course a member of Beautiful Agony, both sides having their differences throughout these last few months. Masters: Well let me tell you, it’s hard not to have your difference with a group of guys like Beautiful Agony, I mean the name says it all, there just out to be in the spotlight, and these fans fall at their feet every time there out. Daniels: These fans love their high style ways, and the fact they risk their bodies to make pure entertainment every time there perform, there not doing it for the fame or the mo- Masters: I’m sorry, but I have to stop you waffling on there Mr. Daniels, I mean Brian Blaze, with a name like Mr. Entertainment, and then you have the Emo Prince, how can you say their not out to grab attention, they are attention queens. Daniels: Well they are entertaining dammit, and this match is bound to be entertaining if their last match is anything to go by. And I think this match is underway, yes it is, the bell sounds and these men look up for this contest. Masters: Yes, this may not be a Title match, but for Rob Wright, if he gets the win here he can almost be sure of a Title rematch in the near future. Daniels: Brian starts off the action here hitting the proceeding Rob Wright with a quick arm drag there. Rob back up but gets taken down again, this time with a hip toss. And as we see the sneer on the face of Rob there, it’s clear that Blaze has dug deep into the mind here of Rob Wright. Masters: Yes, he is quite the annoyance, Brian Blaze. Daniels: I’m not sure about that, but what he is very athletic as he springboards off the second rope here…OH MY!! ROB IS UP…AND HOTS BLAZE WITH A DROP KICK IN MID AIR! Masters: Brian took his eyes off the ball then, and went for a high risk maneuver too early on. Against a man like Rob, you can’t make those mistakes, because maybe he is not a former Champion, but he is very experienced. Daniels: The Real Deal he is, and like we mentioned before, possibly the biggest superstar we have seen here never to hold Gold. Lets not sit on that though as Rob is up and now lifting Blaze up into the corner. Rob now hitting shoulder thrusts, delving those large shoulders deep into the ribcage of Blaze. Masters: What your going to see here is Mr. Entertainment being methodically beaten down, so these poor petulant fans are not going to be entertained anymore. Daniels: Are you calling Rob Wright a bore, William? Masters: Not what I said you belligerent hairball. I called Mr. Wright methodical, and that is what he is. Daniels: Okay Willie. Rob now Irish whips Blaze into the far corner, OH WHAT IMPACT…Blaze crashing so hard into that corner that he drops straight onto his face. And look at the pure arrogance of this man, swaggering over towards Brian. Masters: What you call arrogance, I call confidence, he knows he has the match in his control, he can afford to walk as slow as he likes, Brian Blaze isn’t going to get up from that anytime soon. Daniels: Well that’s where your wrong, Mr. Entertainment, the TV Champ springs up and these fans have just been born again, Rob with a right hand, but Blaze ducks, left hand jab, and another, Brian now with a kick to the gut, no Rob catches his leg… Masters: HAHA! Blaze is hopping around like he has just got his foot stuck in the mud-AHHHHH!!! Daniels: Yes, from that reaction by our friend William here, sounding like a girl screaming rape, Brian Blaze has just knocked Rob’s head off with an almighty Enziguri. Masters: You know what a girl screams like when she cries rape?! Daniels: … Masters: Moving on from that risky topic, Brian Blaze…what is he doing here?! You Don’t have time to pose to these buffoons when your in the ring with the Real Deal. Daniels: Oh but Rob can swagger as much as he wants around this ring? Brian knows what he is doing here, Rob is back up but Blaze right on him with a chop to the chest, a stinging chop at that, now Irish whips as Rob goes flying towards the ropes, bounces off…Brian Blaze with a back body drop! Masters: AHHH Rob nearly hit his back on the lights at the top here… Daniels: William, they are about 200 feet in the air. Masters: Exactly you mongrel. Daniels: Brian with a cover but no, just a one count. Rob starts to get back up but Brian is there quickly, Rob up but gets chopped in the chest, and again, these knife edge chops stinging like a scorpion bite. Brian now with a European uppercut, he is all over Rob here, he whips him to the ropes, Rob bounces off but LOOK AT THIS…BRIAN WITH A FLYING FOREARM! Masters: Mr. Blaze is turning up the heat here, no pun intended. Daniels: William, your just a walking pun. Masters: I resent that. Anyway, Rob is back up again, he is like leather, so tough, he keeps getting back to his feet, oh but BRIAN…HE HAS CAUGHT HIM FROM BEHIND HERE… Daniels: BACK SUPLEX…NO!! ROB LANDS ON HIS FEET…BRIAN TURNS AROUND OHHHHH!!!!!! Masters: That impact nearly knocked his teeth down his throat…BIG BOOT OUT OF NO WHERE! Daniels: Rob goes for a cover here…1...2...but that’s all, Brian with a kick out at two and a half. Rob gets him back up quickly though, staying on the offence, he grabs him…OH MY…I BELIEVE THAT WAS A NORTHERN LIGHTS DRIVER! Masters: And another cover…1...2...3!! Daniels: NO…BLAZE AGAIN KICKING OUT! Let me tell you William, it’s hard to get a win over the TV Champion, you spoke about how tough Rob was, Brian is on the par at least. Masters: Yeah that’s it, everything Rob can do Brian can do it better, is that what this is?! Well let me tell YOU someth- Daniels: OHHHH!!! SORRY TO STOP YOU THERE WILLIAM BUT BLAZE LEAPS OVER A SPEAR ATTEMPT BY ROB AND THEN…CATCHES HIM WITH A RELEASE DRAGON SUPLEX!!! Masters: Oh it’s okay Jarred, I’m used to your constant interruptions by now. I understand you must have verbal diarrhea. Daniels: Yes that’s it…Anyway…Rob hit the canvas so hard there, he rolled all the way to the outside. I think these fans are cheering for something too here William… Masters: There always bloody cheering for something, their like…a whole bunch of Jarred Daniels with verbal diarrhea! Daniels: Nope, there cheering because Brian is winding up…HE LEAPS OVER THE ROPES…MY GOD HE JUST HIT A LEAPING TORNADO DDT ON THE OUTSIDE… Masters: AHHHHH!! BUT HE FLEW OVER THE ROPES…HE HIT A…OH MY…I THINK I AM GOING TO FEINT HERE! Daniels: And the crowd have erupted, however that took it out of both men I believe. Both still down, Rob I think with a trickle of blood down his cranium, I heard the crack sound from here. Masters: How can you hear anything over these rowdy pack of wolves?! Daniels: I have an ‘ear’ for detail I guess. Brian is making it up here, and I think Rob maybe still out. If he can get Rob back in the ring, maybe he can…YES he is picking Rob up…WAIT A MINUTE…HOW DID ROB DO?! Masters: HAHAHA I guess he was playing possum…ROB JUST PLANTED BRIAN RIGHT OVER THE GUARDRAIL WITH THAT POWERSLAM! Daniels: And in to the fans we go, and this match is not falls count anywhere folks, and the referee seems to be counting them both out. I’m not even sure if they care though. Both men now brawling through the members of the fans, they sure know how to put on a show here. Masters: AHHHH The referee is up to 6...get back Rob! Daniels: It’s no use, this battle has gone all the way backstage I think, these guys hate each other, Rob wants that TV Title that Brian is wearing around his waist, and this feud could escalate for a while here in the Combat Zone! Masters: And that is ten, and I don’t think we even have cameras on them right now, I guess we have to just use our imagination. Of course that may be tough for the hicks around the arena here tonight. Daniels: My god William, your such a kind man. Anyway, as the ref rings for the bell, I guess this match is over, but the feud continues! Towers: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…Due to a ten count, this contest ends in a DRAW! Daniels: Well, the fans seem a little upset about that, but what a battle this has turned out to be between these two. Time for a break anyway folks, stay tuned. *****-----*****
Daniels: Welcome back folks, and after we have all recovered from that intense battle a few moments ago, we are going to turn our attention now to No Remorse II and more specifically what happened as the show closed out.
Masters: You must be talking about that terrible attack on Karl Jackson… another terrible attack. Someone has really got it in for him… it can’t possibly be coincidence.
Daniels: For once I agree with you William, it was no accident… just like it was no accident at Road to Glory.
Masters: And Jackal told us that he knew who it was… Ace King, I can’t believe that bloody scoundrel… he had already beaten the Jackal, why try and end the mans career… maybe even his life?
Daniels: Well that’s a good question William, but I can tell you the answer is there is no reason for Ace to do this… and I don’t believe for a second that he did. It’s just not Ace’s style… if he’s guilty then I’ll eat my own socks live on Overdrive!
Masters: Well that should be very interesting… you said it right here Jarred… I’ll be looking forward to that.
Daniels: Anyway, back to Karl Jackson. We have been reliably informed that he has suffered no further serious injuries, although the impact apparently caused him to suffer yet another concussion and his recovery has possibly been put back by a couple of weeks. To be honest we still cannot be sure when we will see Karl Jackson back in a CZW ring in a competitive capacity.
Masters: Well we wish the Jackal a quick recovery… I for one would love to see him back here. The place is just not the same without him. For one thing, your starting to get all brash again Jarred.
Daniels: You are calling me brash!!!
The Combat-Tron suddenly opens up with a scene inside the private hospital room of Karl ‘The Jackal’ Jackson. He is covered up to his chin by a pale blue bed sheet and his eyes closed as if he is resting.
Masters: There he is Jarred!! Jackal!!! Jackal!!!
Daniels: He can’t hear you William.
Masters: I know that its just great to see him.
The fans boo the sight of the Jackal and as the camera rotates around, there is the sound of distant voices and the steps of feet outside the door… the door opens quietly as a figure appears in the doorway. He closes the door behind himself, seemingly not wanting to wake the Jackal as he enters.
Daniels: Why are we seeing this, who is that security guard in the room with Karl Jackson?
Masters: I have a bad feeling about this.
The man is dressed in a black security uniform with a helmet over his face, hiding his identity. He looks to be an average sized man, maybe similar height to the Jackal. As he gets closer he opens up his jacket and reaching inside…
Masters: What the hell is that!!!
Daniels: That’s a… why the hell does a security guard have a… what is going on here?
Masters: That’s a syringe Jarred… get some help… for goodness sake!!!
Daniels: What the hell can I do?
As the Jackal continues to rest the man moves closer to him… syringe in hand. He pulls down a corner of the bed covers to reveal the Jackal’s neck, exposed as he lies with his head slightly away from this man.
Daniels: We need to cut this feed… if the tech guys are listening… we need to cut this.
The man places his hand gently on the Jackal’s head and lifts up the syringe…
Masters: NO!!!!!
Daniels: The Jackal is awake, he is awake!!!
Even the fans begin to cheer as the Jackal grabs the assailants wrist, stopping the needle from penetrating his skin. As he struggles he only has the use of one arm, but he is able to get his left leg up and kick the man backwards into the far wall. As he tries to roll out of bed the man comes at him once more, but the Jackal blocks his arm once more and then is able to charge into him with his good shoulder, smashing him into the wall once more, but harder this time. The man lets out a groan and the syringe flies from his hand. His helmet also falls off… but the man is not anyone that the Jackal has seen before. He is a youngish man, about early to mid twenties with a shaven head and light stubble.
The man once more tries to attack the Jackal as he hits him with a right hook, knocking the Jackal backwards and into the door. The Jackal crouches down as if to be in pain…
Daniels: Someone definitely has a problem with the Jackal… what is going on? Who the hell is that man?
The man takes a moment to catch his breath and then picks up the syringe as the Jackal crawls on one arm to behind the bed… attempting to protect himself. The man approaches once more but as he attempts to stab the syringe into him the Jackal stands up very quickly and hit’s the assailant hard in the throat with a very well aimed hard chop.
As the man falls the floor the Jackal is able to get to his bed and reach his emergency button. He presses it and then sits down alongside his bed, watching the man struggling on the floor as he tries to catch his breath. A look of fear fills the Jackal’s eyes… a look not often seen, if ever seen, since the Jackal entered CZW. The camera remains focused on his face for a few seconds as he breaths deeply, his eyes staring.
The fans and commentators remain silent as they watch hospital staff enter the room. The man struggles to his feet and pushes past a young nurse as he makes a run for it. The scene fades as the Jackal sits, looking shocked, and holding his arm that is still in a sling, seemingly in pain still from the attack…
Daniels: I cannot… I don’t…
Masters: What is going on here Jarred?
Daniels: I have no idea… someone clearly has it in for the Jackal. This is a serious situation developing here. It seems as though someone is wanting the Jackal finished… and I don’t just mean in CZW.
Masters: And it appears that whoever wants him gone has money, that man had to be a paid assassin.
Daniels: Oh no doubt, I don’t think that man was the man doing all this. For one thing, the Jackal did not appear to know him.
Masters: But just who is responsible?
Daniels: The Jackal has made a lot of enemies… not only CZW but in his personal life. There is just no telling who is responsible… but we will keep up on this story as if unfolds.
TAG TEAM MATCH *****-----***** Daniels: Welcome back folks, and what a strange scene we just saw a few moments ago, situations with Karl Jackson really has got severe now, and I just hope the investigations are still carrying on. Masters: You can only cover up for so long Jarred…we all know the truth! Daniels: I WAS RIGHT HE- Masters: HAHA…I love to see you squirm, Jarred. Anyway, I’m very excited for this upcoming match Daniels for those sick, twisted, demonic former Tag Team Champion Total Mayhem are back on Overdrive. Daniels: Yes, and they are going to be taking on one of the hottest young tag teams in CZW right now the Cut Throat Thrillers. Let’s go to Jessica for the introductions. Born in a Burial Gown is heard over the sound system as the fans begin to cheer a bit but quickly boo as Total Mayhem are now on the stage looking out at the people in the stands. Jessica: Making there way to the ring at a combined weight of five hundred eighty-five pounds. Jakob Mayhem and Ezra Mayhem they are Total Mayhem. Masters: These two monsters are finally in the ring as they were involved in that massive Tag Title Match this past Pay Per View that saw Idolized come out on top of. Daniels: Yes, however all teams in the match were very impressive and showed that the Tag Team Division is back and thriving here in CZW. Especially with the addition of these guys. One by Metallica begins to play over the sound system as the fans go crazy as the Cut Throat Thrillers are on the stage and now rushing to the ring. Jessica: And, there opponents weighing in at a combined four hundred eighty pounds. Razor and Blade the Cut Throat Killers!!!! Daniels: The Cut Throat Thrillers are in the ring taunting for the people getting a mixed but mostly positive reaction from these people here. Masters: Big Jakob Mayhem is standing in one corner waiting to see which member of the Cut Throat Killers he is going to have to take on. Daniels: Total Mayhem definitely enjoy a size advantage here however, you can’t count anyone out quite yet as Razor the bigger of the two Thrillers starts this match off. The bell rings and this match is under way as Razor charges at Jakob and goes for a Lariat. He connects but Jakob barely budges. Razor bounces off the ropes this time and picks up a bit more steam as Jakob just launches Razor into the air and he comes crashing down to the mat after a huge flapjack. Masters: Oh man Razor was over seven feet in the air there and he had nothing to cushion that landing as he hit the canvas and is probably trying to collect his breath as he hurries to the corner and tags in Blade. Jakob in what seems to be a mocking of the Cut Throat Thrillers tags in Ezra. Ezra is the smaller of the two he still however enjoys a seventy pound weight advantage and is nearly one foot taller than Blade. Daniels: Blade is gonna try to do what his brother did as he is now rushing Jakob. Jakob goes to close line Blade who does a baseball slide under it. Blade then hit’s a dropkick to the right knee of Jakob as Jakob begins to get cut down. Blade now kicking that right leg of Jakob hard as Jakob is down on one knee. Blade now hit’s a DDT on the taken down Jakob as he goes for a cover 1...no Blade is sent flying as he is muscled off of Jakob. Masters: Good idea by Blade to go after the legs of Jakob however, you’re not going to win this match with a few kicks and a DDT. Blade and Razor are going to have to do a lot more than that. And, that isn’t it! Blade tries to rush Jakob only to be grabbed by the throat lifted up and sent crashing down with a HUGE CHOKESLAM! Jakob now tags in Ezra as Ezra and Jakob lift up Blade and a big Double Suplex. Ezra now covering 1...2..no Razor gets in for the save. Daniels: A bad sign early on partner that Blade already can’t kick out under his own power. Jakob is now in the ring as he charges Razor only to be tripped and sent through the ropes. Ezra now realizing what has happened to his brother gets up and walks towards Razor. Razor is retaliating as he starts throwing rights and lefts and forearms into Ezra as Ezra starts walking backwards. Blade is seen on his hands and knees as Razor dropkicks Ezra who stumbles backwards tripping over Blade and he is now out on the opposite side of the ring. Masters: The Cut Throat Thrillers are staying in this as they actually have Total Mayhem reeling? I never though I would’ve seen that happen but Ezra makes his way over to his brother and they regroup. Blade now jumps over the top rope and goes for a cross body but he is caught by the two brothers. Daniels: Here comes Razor who does a flipping Senton over the top rope into his brother as now all four men are on the ground and the Cut Throat Thrillers are doing just that thrilling this whole crowd as they have taken these two behemoths off there feet. The Two brothers now lifts up Jakob as the both throw him back into the ring. Masters: The two brothers appear to be going for a double suplex of there own but Jakob is preventing it from happening. Jakob manages to get out as he crushes Blade and Razor’s heads together. He then tosses Razor to the outside of the ring as he starts raining lefts and rights down on Blade. Daniels: While that is happening Ezra just picked up Razor and snake eyes him across the security rail as Ezra now is back into his corner and gets a tag from Jakob. Both are in the ring as the send Blade into the ropes. They go for a double big boot but Blade runs under it. Blade then turns as do Total Mayhem as they both grab Blade around the throat and hit a double choke slam. Masters: Total Mayhem is definitely proving to be too dominating. The Cut Throat Thrillers definitely had there fun and made there mark but now Ezra is going for a cover. 1.…2...no! Blade somehow gets the shoulder up Daniels. Daniels: A lot of heart from this young man as Ezra is in complete disbelief. Ezra now tags in Jakob as Ezra stands there and Jakob begins to climb the top rope. The Rocket Launcher could be coming Masters. Masters: Yes and if it hits it’s all over as Jakob is now on Ezra’s shoulders. Wait, Razor is up now as he is on the top rope behind Jakob. Razor now jumps and HE DDT’S JAKOB OFF OF HIS BROTHER”S SHOULDERS! Daniels: What amazing timing from Razor as Jakob is down and out in the middle of the ring and Blade is now up to his feet. Ezra is now rushing at Blade who once again ducks and kicks Ezra in the knee. He continues to kick him until Ezra is on both of his knees. Blade then takes out Ezra with a Spinning Heel Kick. Then Razor comes and hits Ezra with a Shining Wizard. Jakob is still out as Blade goes for the pin 1.…2.…3! What an upset! The bell rings as the fans explode as the Cut Throat Thrillers are in the ring celebrating there big win but the two are obviously exhausted. Masters: If I wasn’t sitting here myself to see it I would’ve never believed it the Cut Throat Thrillers just got a huge win over the former Tag Team Champions. Daniels: Razor and Blade have bother just made names for themselves as the picked up a huge win. Congratulations to the Cut Throat Thrillers. WAIT…WHAT IS THIS?! Masters: Not another message…I thought it was Total Mayhem doing it, but they are- Daniels: It’s a video…what in the World?!
Masters: Well that looked like, well…what the hell did it look like?! Daniels: I have no idea, but it sent chills down my spine. Is someone coming for these two teams, or one of them?! Masters: Either that or the staff on the technicians side have gone insane, and started posting random videos on our show. Daniels: Well this is just one of many mysteries here in the Combat Zone, we seem to have plenty. Masters: Yes like how you found spectacles small enough to fit on your pea sized head. Daniels: No, that is not one of them William, and excuse us folks while we go for a break, I have to check my head in the mirror…up next…Testing the Waters! *****-----***** “Testing the Waters” Hosted by SHAWN WATERS w/Special Guest - ALAN FISCUS *****-----*****
“4 Words (To Choke Upon)” by Bullet for my Valentine plays throughout the arena, the fans instantly booing. Slowly, Shawn Waters makes his way onto the stage. He looks around the arena, a look of disdain written over his face. He raises a microphone to his mouth. Waters: Predictable... Shawn glares at various fans. Waters: How predictable of you...of course you’ll all begin to jeer me the moment the opening riff of my theme hits...and always...it’s at the exact same spot...every...single...week! You are all sheep...you don’t even give me a chance... Shawn shrugs. Waters: Maybe...just maybe...I’m out here to announce that XTC and I have patched things up...or maybe...I’m pulling an Oprah stunt and you are all going home with cars! You just don’t know...do you? You all just instantly assume I’m coming out here to tell the truth...or in your eyes...complain...about all your favourite media whores...I mean...’superstars’! The crowd continue to boo... Waters: And you know what...I’m guessing that what I’m saying is making no sense to you idiotic losers! So instead of actually using your brains, you just boo...when all else fails...just make some noise and everything is alright! The crowd retaliate by chanting for the World Champion... Waters: And here we go with technique number two! Let’s all mindlessly chant for Ace King...or Krimzon Blaze! Listen...if I’m using too many syllables, I can always cut back to one... Shawn clears his throat... Waters: For...your...benefit...I’ll...speak...slow...er...for...you! Now...I...know...what...you...all...want...to...say. You...want...to...remind...me...that...I...lost...to...Ace. Again! Shawn smirks. Waters: Alright...enough of that crap...hell...I’m feeling stupid enough being here...let alone talking at the same rate you all do! Shawn runs his hands through his hair. Waters: Now...continuing with what I was saying...I can see those looks on your faces...I saw them last week at No Remorse as well...you’re all glad I lost...and why wouldn’t you be...you guys don’t like me...do you... Shawn feigns wiping away a tear. Waters: Big f**king deal...I lost again...but you know...it really didn’t help finding out about the draft during the week. I was f**king ecstatic to find out that once again...I’d be stranded 3 on 1 against Team XTC! Shawn rolls his eyes... Waters: I’m not going to make any excuses though...what done is done...I lost...but it’s not over yet...it’s far from over! I’ll get another shot...and this time...I promise to be more focussed than ever! There are two things that I promise to you all! One...next time I fight Ace King...I will not be pinned...I will not tap! I guarantee that! Two...The Exiled...will not die! Shawn smirks... Waters: I realise that Buck and Nasty are stuck over on Unleashed, while I’m here on Overdrive. I’ve made this split work in our favour though... Shawn grins... Waters: Instead of ruling just one show...The Exiled can now take control of both shows! On Unleashed...Buck Evans and Big Nasty will run the show...and here on Overdrive...Shawn Waters...and... “4 Words (To Choke Upon)” plays again. The fans look confused...that is...until Dusty Davis steps through the curtain! Waters: Shawn Waters and the newest member of the Exiled...Dusty Davis! The fans sit in shock as Dusty stands on the ramp, arms raised. Shawn smirks as Dusty leaves the stage. Waters: Alright...now that’s all over...it’s time to introduce my scheduled guest...he is a close friend of the man I’m facing tonight...and we have our fair share of history...he is...Alan Fiscus!!! “Streetcleaner” by Godflesh hits. Everyone looks towards the entrance, expecting Alan Fiscus. After a few minutes with no appearance, the music is cut. Waters: Fiscus...where are you? No one no shows Testing the Waters! “Streetcleaner” plays again, but there is still no appearance from Fiscus. Waters: That’d be right... Shawn shakes his head... Waters: Alright...anyone who wants to come out...let’s go... Shawn is beginning to pace back and forth in the ring, and he is about to say something else before he is cut off by “Ace of Spades”. Xcel Energy Center is now electrified as World Heavyweight Champion Ace King appears on the entrance ramp, holding the title belt high in the air to the delight of the fans. Jarred Daniels: It looks like the World Heavyweight Champion has heard just about enough from this Australian asshole. William Masters: What the hell is his problem, coming out and interrupting a perfectly amazing edition of Testing The Waters?!?!?! Shawn has a look of pure disgust on his face as the World Heavyweight Champion struts down the ramp toward the ring with a huge smile on his face. Ace bounces up the ring steps before climbing through the ropes. Ace is handed a mic before climbing into the ring, and he casually leans against the ropes once he does get in. The St. Paul crowd has begun a relentless cheer for Ace as he begins to speak, but Shawn cuts him off before he can. Shawn Waters: How dare you make a mockery of my show for a second time. The crowd is booing the Australian heavily as he cuts Ace off. For his part, “The Gambler” just shrugs his shoulders and continues to talk anyway. Ace King: As one of your pathetic teeny idols once said… Oops. I did it again. Ace just shrugs his shoulders at a seething Shawn, eliciting another large cheer from the live crowd. Ace makes a motion as if to silence them so that he can continue talking to Shawn. Ace King: You know, Shawn, I really didn’t think I’d need to bother making another appearance on this second-rate show you have going here, but then I heard you start to run your mouth again, and I just came to the conclusion that enough was enough. Shawn, you can talk all you want about how your destiny is going to change, but the fact of the matter here is that, if you keep doing things the exact same way every time, you’re always going to get the very same result. You continue to run your mouth about how Team XTC is nothing more than shit, and how it’s only a matter of time before you become the new World Heavyweight Champion. Yet, whenever you face me, the man sometimes considered to be the leader of Team XTC, NOT TO MENTION THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… You always choke. You can’t handle the fact that I, along with the rest of Team XTC, will be MORE THAN YOU CAN EVER DREAM OF BEING. Going into No Remorse, I told you that I was going to enjoy inflicting pain upon you in making you fail once again in your quest to finally claim the World Heavyweight Championship, and unlike you, I was actually able to back my words up… At least, for the most part. You see, just defeating you and retaining the World Heavyweight Championship wasn’t quite enough for me, so I was left with a bittersweet feeling regarding that match. Fortunately, that will all change in a month’s time. Shawn, I’ve arrived at the realization that I don’t want to merely defeat you anymore. As you heard on Unleashed, I want nothing more than to set your meat grinder Buck Evans on fire in an Inferno Match this Friday night… The crowd pops at the reminder of the Inferno Match, but Ace continues to talk. Ace King: However, that’s not the fate I want you to meet, Shawn. *Ace gets right into Shawn’s face* No, Shawn, it isn’t… I want to see you drown. As you saw on the previous Overdrive, I held a discussion with a man I loathe more than any other in Jesse Montana, and although we hate each other’s guts, he still realizes my value to the company, WHICH IS WHY, AT PANDEMONIUM… YOU, SHAWN WATERS, WILL EXPERIENCE A BURIAL AT SEA!!! The crowd is ELECTRIC at this announcement. Jarred Daniels: OH SWEET JESUS!!! SURELY HE’S NOT THINKING… A BURIAL AT SEA?!?!?! BAH GAWD!!! Ace smirks at Shawn, who is having difficulty understanding what the Champion is saying. Ace King: You don’t seem to ever want to shut up about how you’re apparently so much better than I am, so I decided that I wanted to fight you in an environment that I’m not familiar with, but one where you are. That’s right, Shawn: We’re going to have ourselves a little Burial At Sea Match at Pandemonium!!! The crowd absolutely explodes as the two combatants are nose-to-nose in the middle of the ring before going to commercial. *****-----*****
1/3 OVERDRIVE MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH (Non- Title) *****-----***** DANIELS: Welcome back to the show ladies and gentlemen and what a night we have had thus far. We just witnessed Testing the Waters, up next is Cage Stryker set to take on XTC member, El Pablo which will kick off the first ever Triple Glory main event. We will see Shawn Waters take on Eddie Rowan then after that, we will witness to stable mates, friends, allies, XTC members, do battle as Krimzon Blaze goes one of one against the current world champion, Ace King. MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred, three main events amongst the twentieth edition of Overdrive. I can’t wait to see two of those sugar coated, kiss ass, XTC members beat the bloody hell out of each other, it’s going to be great. As the fans start getting prepared for what proves to be one hell of a battle between Cage Stryker and El Pablo...the same eerie countdown appears on the screen. 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 A dark melodic voice fills the arena, casting a silence across the arena. The lights dim. "They put on disguises today To hide the scarlet letters That each of us has put so far away In this trial Modern day Despite this it seems that the powers be Have decided who I am And who I will be Who I am who I'll be Has been decided for me And they don’t even know me As they pounded in the stake I thought I heard them say “Become like us or you will be slain” You can't tell me who I am You can't control what I will become. Kings Have tried Heroes have died No one controls me, no one but me. The time has come And the time is now Be prepared Though you can't be And soon you will know Just what I mean I'm coming" DANIELS: Well we were about to kick things off here, but then another one of these eerie messages, and this has been happening for weeks now, I just hope we identify who exactly is making these warnings. MASTERS: I have no idea who it is Jarred, but whoever it is, they are coming…and soon! DANIELS: Anyway, back to our first part of our Triple Glory main event, the fans are ready as are we, so let’s go to Jessica Towers, standing by. TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is set for one fall and it is the first of CZW’s first ever Triple Glory main event night. "The Pretender" by Foo Fighters floods the sound system of the Xcel Energy Center as Cage Stryker makes his way out from the back. As soon as he shows his face in the arena, the entire crowd ignites in cheers. DANIELS: Cage Stryker on his way out here and what an opportunity he has tonight. He has been in several exciting bouts since debuting but this is of whole other caliber. He is set to take on one of the most decorated superstars in CzW, that being El Pablo. MASTERS: Yes well, I don’t know who to pull for in this match, neither one of these two men impresses me. DANIELS: You’re delusional, Masters. TOWERS: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred, forty pounds. He hails from Hollywood, California, he is the CzW X DIVISION CHAMPION….ladies and gentlemen, here is…..HIGH DEFINITION…CAAAAAGE STRYKERRRRRR!!!! DANIELS: The sound of cheers from the crowd is deafening, this is amazing but as loud as it is now, just wait a few more moments. MASTERS: Ah yes, the mouse, this can not get any cheesier, no pun intended. Cage climbs the turnbuckle and acknowledges the fans as his music continues to play on. "Rebel Rebel" by David Bowie plays through the arena and the fans erupt in cheer once again as El Pablo makes his way out from the back, pointing to the crowd as they chant his name. TOWERS: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred, five pounds. He hails from Portsmouth, England…..he is….THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR….EL PAAAAAAAABLOOOOOO!!!!! DANIELS: El Pablo, making his way to the ring and I can barely hear a word, of coarse that’s a good thing, considering who is sitting next to me. MASTERS: Very funny, Jarred, you bloody wanka! DANIELS: What was that, Masters? I can barely hear you. Daniels smirks. DANIELS: Both men are in the ring now, exchanging a handshake. This match is not about grudge matches or rivalries. It’s simply going to be a high flying, agile, friendly contest between two men who have no problems with one another. MASTERS: Oh why don’t they just kiss already, this is bloody sickening to watch. DANIELS: Well the referee has called for the bell and this contest is officially underway. DING! DING! DING! DANIELS: Pabs and Cage shake hands and are now sizing eachother up, they lock up, Cage gets Pabs in a headlock. Pabs pushes Cage into the opposing ropes, here comes Cage off the rebound, Pabs swings for a clothesline but Cage ducks said attempt and nails Pabs with a neckbreaker and Cage quickly goes for the cover…. 1! . . . . KICK OUT! DANIELS: No, he only gets a one count there. MASTERS: Is this match over yet? DANIELS: Shut up, William, theses are two of the best superstars on Overdrive and they are putting on one hell of a show right now. Cage picks Pabs up and whips him into the ropes, here comes Pabs off the rebound, Cage swings but misses. Pabs shoots past Cage and lays him out with a springboard roundhouse kick to the face. Pabs now goes for the cover…. 1! - - - - - 2! - - - - - KICK OUT! DANIELS: That was an impressive counter there by Pabs and he almost had this match won. Both men get back to their feet now, Pabs goes for a kick to the midsection but Cage grabs his foot…. *THWACK* DANIELS: ENZIGURI! Oh my, another impressive counter by Pabs with that devastating kick to the head of Cage. MASTERS: Maybe that kick to the head knocked some sense into Cage Stryker. DANIELS: Maybe he should kick YOU in the head then. MASTERS: Maybe you should shut your bloody mouth. DANIELS: We’ll see about that….but anyhoo, back to the match. Pabs is going up top now. He is on the turnbuckle, hanging above Cage, who is laid out on the mat, still. Pabs jumps off…PABLO SPLASH!!.... *THUD!* MASTERS: BAHAHAHA!!! DANIELS: NO!....PABS MISSES THE PABLO SPLASH! HE HIT THE MAT, HARD! MASTERS: What an idiotic mouse. DANIELS: Pabs stands up, clutching his midsection from that crash. Pabs stumbles around and gets nailed with a clothesline. Cage is in control now as he picks Pabs back up and whips him into the ropes, here comes Pabs off the rebound, Cage hits him with a standing drop kick and goes for the cover…. 1! - - - - - 2! - - - - - KICK OUT! MASTERS: Bah God, Cage can’t even beat a little mouse, how the bloody hell is he the X Division champion? DANIELS: El Pablo is no pushover, William. He is one of the most decorated superstars we have in this company. Cage picks Pabs up and grabs him but Pabs levels Cage with a sit out jawbreaker. Pabs climbs the turnbuckle…. *THUD* DANIELS: MOONSAULT! PABS COVERS! 1! - - - - - 2! - - - - - 3! DANIELS: HE GOT HI—NO!! Cage kicked out in the nick of time, that was close. MASTERS: Can we hurry this circus up, we need to get on with more important matches. DANIELS: Would you shut up? Pabs picks Cage up and attempts to whip him into the ropes but Cage reverses and sends Pabs into the ropes, instead. Here comes Pabs off the rebound….FLYING HEADSCISSORS! Cage gets thrown into the ropes and bounces back. Pabs catches him and nails him with a tornado DDT! MASTERS: I must admit, that was bloody impressive. DANIELS: I must admit, I am shocked to hear you say that. MASTERS: Don’t be, Jarred, I was joking. DANIELS: No surprise there but it doesn’t look like Pabs is done with this impressive showing just yet. Pabs backs up and bounces off the ropes, cage is down on the mat, here comes Pabs…ROLLING THUNDER! MASTERS: HE MISSED…AGAIN! DANIELS: Well I hate to say it but William is right, Cage rolls out of the way and Pabs hits the mat, back first. Pabs stands up in pain, he turns around…. *THWACK* DANIELS: SUPERKICK! CAGE COVERS…. 1! - - - - - 2! - - - - - 3- NO…KICK OUT! DANIELS: Pabs, some how manages to kick out again. I don’t know what it’s going to take to win now. Both of these amazing athletes will not stay down for the count. MASTERS: They’re selfish, the show must go on, hurry up with this charade. DANIELS: Charade? This is an unbelievable contest so far. Cage picks Pabs up, Pabs counters said move and nails Cage with a twist of fate. Cage hits the mat but stumbles back to his feet. Pabs runs up the turnbuckle….CARTWHEEL EVASION!....SUPERKICK!! MASTERS: BLAST, IT’S ABOUT BLOODY TIME! DANIELS: NO!....CAGE DUCKS THE EP FTW ATTEMPT! CAGE LIFTS PABS ON HIS BACK!!... *THUD!* DANIELS: STRYKER DRIVER!! CAGE COVERS! 1! - - - - - 2! - - - - - 3! *DING DING DING* TOWERS: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….CAAAAAAGE STRYKERRRR!!! DANIELS: Cage has done it, he beat El Pablo and what a match that was. Cage helps Pabs up and the two men shake hands. What a show of sportsmanship as Pabs claps Cage Stryker on while Cage is celebrating on top of the turnbuckle. MASTERS: WAIT! WHO IS THIS?! DANIELS: WHOEVER IT IS HAS A STEEL CHAIR IN HAND! MASTERS: That’s Tim Timmons, he looks rough, has he grown a beard?! DANIELS: He looks rough, and look at his eyes, he looks damn well insane if you ask me. OH this could be bad, he climbs into the ring… *CRASH* MASTERS: TIMMONS JUST SMASHED THAT STEEL CHAIR INTO THE SPINE OF STRYKER AS HE FALLS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE! DANIELS: El Pablo is still there though, he spins Timmons around, that’s it EP… *CRASH* MASTERS: OH MY! DOWN GOES THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR…TIMMONS JUST TOOK HIS HEAD OFF WITH THAT STEEL CHAIR. DANIELS: And what did El Pablo do to deserve that?! MASTERS: He never should of nosed into Tim’s business, he wants that X Title as we all know, and El Pablo shouldn’t try and stop this guy while he is on a mission. DANIELS: He was just helping out Cage, Tim has a damn chair for goodness sake. The fans boo loudly as Ti stands in the ring, steel chair in hand with a sick smile on his face. Tim then plants the chair down, lifting Cage up now as he hasn’t finished. He climbs the ropes, reaching the second rope, then… DANIELS: OH MY! CANADIAN DRIVER OFF THE ROPES ONTO THAT STEEL CHAIR! Finally Tim leaves the ring as El Pablo looks over at him, Cage still unconscious. Tim now signals that he will be the next X Champion, gesturing up the ramp as he departs. MASTERS: That is how to make a statement. DANIELS: We better get some help for these two guys, and I am certain this feud over the X Title has not ended yet, if I know Cage, I know he will want revenge after this. The scene switches backstage. *****-----*****
Our camera catches up backstage with Eddie Rowan, who seems to be preparing for his match-up, focused yet in good spirits. He sits in his ring gear on a bench in the locker room, a towel around his shoulders and a water bottle in his hand. He takes a drink from the water and then stretches to his side a bit. Out of our visual range, we hear the door open up and Eddie looks somewhat surprised. He stands slowly as another figure emerges from the foreground, that of Overdrive GM, Jesse Montana. The fans in attendance can be heard booing loudly as ‘the Sensation’ appears on screen, a sly grin on his face.
Jesse: “You look all set for your match tonight, Ed. I’m sure you’ll do a bang-up job, and I just wanted to tell you how absolutely GLAD I am to have you here on my show.”
Eddie quirks a brow, a bit of a grin crossing his features.
Eddie: “Is that right? Something tells me that you didn’t come in here just to tell me that.”
Montana chuckles to himself, shaking his head slightly.
Jesse: “Eddie, Eddie, please…it’s the 20th edition of Overdrive, and you’re one of the integral cogs that make this show work so well. I wanted to sincerely let you know that I am glad to have you on board… Although…”
Eddie rolls his eyes slightly, glancing away for just a brief moment, and Jesse just continues to grin, though his demeanor carries just a slight hint of hostility.
Jesse: “You did jump over to Unleashed the other night. I’m a little disappointed, Eddie. You wrestle for Overdrive, but you couldn’t resist getting your nose in my associate’s business. That’s okay, really. It’s fine. You see, everyone knows I’m a generous person…”
Eddie snickers at this, and the crowd can be heard jeering even louder. Jesse only smiles even more.
Jesse: “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. Since you wanted to be on Unleashed so much, I’ll do our sister-show a huge favor, and I’ll loan them one of Overdrive’s hottest stars. I’m sending you to Unleashed and you’ll be meeting up with a couple of old friends. It will be ‘Rated E For Everyone,’ Eddie Rowan teaming with…Maynard O’Toole…”
The fans give a healthy cheer at the prospect of this pairing.
Jesse: “And you’ll be facing off against…’The Epitome of Technical Finesse,’ Justin Marsham…and ‘Bad Ass.’ Matt. Covey.”
Eddie stares back at Jesse, his joking manner now turning very focused. He says nothing but simply nods to Montana at the revelation.
Jesse: “I’m sure you’ll do all of us here at Overdrive proud. Now, you get ready for Waters tonight. Go get ‘em, Tiger.”
With a smug look, Jesse pats Eddie on the shoulder in a gesture of mock-support, turning on his heel and leaving the locker-room. Eddie looks at the floor a moment, nodding to himself as he recollects his focus, then sits back down on the bench as the scene slowly fades out.
1/3 OVERDRIVE MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH *****-----***** Daniels: Here we are folks. Part two of our three part main event, match two, Shawn Waters against Eddie Rowan. Masters: Yes, two men who know exactly how to leave a group of losers behind, and start rolling with the big boys. Daniels: I guess your referring to when Shawn Waters left the Upstarts, William. Masters: Of course not you pitiful fool, I am talking about the greatest decision of Shawn’s career, to leave the team of XTC. Guys like Ace King and El Pablo, all they know how to do is steal the spotlight, those guys aren’t happy unless they have their sheep cheering their names, just like Beautiful Agony. I mean maybe the Whole Damn Show was never really existent, but even as a fake stale, they were severely better than Beau- Daniels: Okay I think it’s best I stop your ranting right there before the good folks at home get tired and pass out. Lets talk about this match, two men who have got close to the World Title, two men who have held Gold before, two men who uplifted two divisions here in CZW. Masters: I guess your right there Jarred, Rowan of course the longest reigning X Division Champion in CZW history, Shawn Waters, tell…he is Mr. TV. Daniels: Both these guys have got distractions on their minds, I hope that doesn’t spoil what should be a monumental main event here. And I wonder, will Exiled be apart of this match, or should I say, Dusty Davis who we saw inducted into the group a few moments ago. Masters: I think Shawn can handle this one Jarred, however, if he feels like bringing his guys down, I don’t see the problem. Daniels: How about the fact there on Unleashed and should stay on Unleashed, rumors have it though Nasty and Buck have been seen around the arena tonight. Masters: Of course, I had a little chat with them before the show went on air Jarred. Daniels: You did what?! Masters: What? Are you jealous that I get accepted by these people, while your just cast aside like a soggy tissue. Daniels: I couldn’t be less jealous of you William, I really mean that. And lets mention Matt Covey, do you think he is here tonight? Masters: Of course, I had a drink with him a few hours ago. Daniels: Oh aren’t you Mr Popular right now… Masters: You jealous little pimple, it’s a bad thing…envy! Daniels: My God. Willie has got a little cocky right now, no pun intended. And as we hear ‘Doomsday Clock’ by Smashing Pumpkins, I see a large section of the crowd jump into life here. Masters: Pity, they should stay sedated, I much prefer it. Jarred is exactly correct, Eddie’s theme tune is now blasting out through the stereo system, as the fans cheer for the Rated E Superstar. Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is set for one fall. On his way to the ring first, weighing in at 205 lbs, hailing from Seattle, Washington, he is Rated E for Everyone…EDDIE ROWAN! Eddie walks out noticing a large section of the fans to his left cheering for him loudly as he salutes them, some on his right holding up Beautiful Agony banners and booing with all their might. Rowan now walks down the ramp with a spring in his step, clapping the hands of some of the fans before sliding into the ring, staying on his knees as he shoots to the cameras, posing for the fans at home. The fans now go from mostly cheers to a vast sea of boos, as ‘4 Words’ by Bullet for my Valentine plays loudly throughout the arena. Towers: And his opponent, weighing in at 225 lbs, and hailing from Sydney, Australia…The Leader of Exiled…SHAWN WATERS! Shawn Waters walks out slowly, his head in the air as his large neck sticks out, a look of disgust on his face. He wears a new Exiled styled shirt with a kangaroo on the front, and a picture of his group on the back. He now begins to swagger down the ramp, almost pushing the cameraman over as he gets in his way. Shawn walks around the ring, staring a hole through Jessica Towers for some reason, then looks up at Eddie Rowan as Shawn yells at him to step back. Shawn walks up the steps as though he was royalty as he now climbs into the ring, then mounts the turnbuckle, just to pose adding more fuel to the angry fans. Daniels: Not a popular guy here tonight, or any nights for that matter. Masters: And I doubt he could give a damn. This man knows how to be hated, he was in the most successful heel group for many months, and now he finds himself the leader of his own group, one which could rival the Upstarts legacy in time. Daniels: Eddie Rowan doesn’t seem fazed, he heard what Shawn had to say earlier on during Testing the Waters, I think he wants a piece of Waters here just as much as most of the people in this arena today. Masters: Maybe they do, but Waters is the number one contender for the World Title for as reason, he has come so close, I feel next time, it will be his time. Daniels: Lets see how he does tonight though, of course ladies and gentlemen, we still have one more main event for you after this, but for now, sit back and relax for our second installment of our billed Triple Glory on Overdrive. ***Ding Ding*** Daniels: The bell rings and Eddie wastes no time, grabbing Waters in a headlock, I think Shawn was actually posing to the fans then William, if he carries on like that, he is going to have a short night here on Overdrive. Masters: I see, so when one of XTC poses to the fans, its all ‘wow how wonderful and talented they are’, but when a real sportsman poses to the fans to give them just a little bit of happiness in their otherwise pathetic lives, you have to have a go at Shawn. Daniels: Yeah…THAT’S how it is sure. Anyway, Shawn has managed to power out as Eddie bounces off the ropes…OH EDDIE IS ON FIRE…LEAPING ELBOW KNOCKING SHAWN DOWN. Masters: Shawn straight back up though, Eddie acting like a true X Division star here, faster than a hiccup, Eddie now with right hands on Waters, knocking him back into the corner, Waters should overpower Eddie here any moment now though. Daniels: Well were not seeing that just yet here, Eddie now climbing the ropes, Shawn trapped in the corner here…OH Eddie drops back hitting a springboard catapult type maneuver, throwing Shawn across the ring with his legs. Eddie gets back up as Shawn jumps up too, Eddie runs at Shawn but OH…MY GOD WHAT A CLOTHESLINE BY WATERS! Masters: And there is the strength advantage I was talking about. Eddie went from Rated E for Everyone to rated E for EXTINCT! Daniels: Shawn now slowing the contest down, oh and is there really any need for that, slapping the back of Rowan’s head as he makes his way back up to his feet. Shawn now with a poke to the eye, everything he does is controversial. Masters: Controversial maybe, but he pushes it to the limit. Shawn now grabs Eddie…Spinning neckbreaker…NO…DAMN EDDIE REVERSES WITH A NECK BREAKER OF HIS OWN! Daniels: Eddie spinning that around to his favor. Eddie now runs to the ropes…he vaults off…Shawn is up…HOLY HELL! EDDIE WENT FOR A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE…SHAWN THOUGH FASTER THAN A HURRICANE JUST SHOT UP AND HIT A DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER ON THE COUNTER! Masters: You see, Shawn has it all, he has strength, speed, awareness, Eddie can try his high flying attacks all he wants, but in the end, the only result will be as you see here, Rowan lying in a heap on the canvas. Daniels: Waters going for a cover here, and this could be over early on… 1 - - - 2 - - KICKOUT! Masters: Eddie Rowan with a shoulder up, and I am speechless. Daniels: If only you were. Rowan though isn’t going to give up that easily, now making his way back to his feet. Shawn though kicks him in the gut, no…Eddie catches his foot…NO ENZIGURI! NO…EDDIE DUCKS THAT…MY GOD BUT SHAWN LANDS ON HIS FEET… Masters: This is full of counters…Eddie now still with Shawn’s foot, Eddie throws Shawn’s leg off as Shawn spins around…BUT EDDIE SPINS AROUND TOO…SPINNING HEEL KICK! Cover! 1 - - - 2 - - - KICKOUT! Daniels: This match is high paced, just what we expect from a main event here. Shawn is now back up, holding his jaw, Eddie grabs him, European Uppercut, and again…He lifts him up…SITDOWN POWERBOMB! Cover! 1 - - - 2 - - NO…SHAWN ROLLS HIM OVER… 1 - - - 2 - - NO…EDDIE KICKS OUT! Masters: Wow. Both men now back up, Shawn with a wild swing, but Eddie ducks the right hand, kick to the gut, he runs off to the ropes…BULLDOG…NO…SHAWN TOSSES EDDIE INTO THE CORNER…WHAT IMPACT! Daniels: Eddie is now actually stuck in the corner I believe sitting on the second rope. Shawn walks up behind him, looks at the grin on his damn face, this could be bad… Masters: Or very good hahaha…Shawn grabs him…Wait, he is climbing up to the second rope too…THIS IS GOING TO BE HIGH IMPACT! MY GOD…GERMAN SUPLEX OFF THE SECOND ROPE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Daniels: Eddie Rowan landed on his face there, spinning around onto his front in mid air, that was dangerous. Shawn now, surely all he has to do is crawl over and make a cover here. Masters: COME ON SHAWN… Daniels: These fans are willing Rowan to his feet, but I think he is out of it, Shawn almost there now…YES…HE GETS THE COVER! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! NO…KICKOUT…MY GOD! Masters: That tough son of a bitch! Daniels: Shawn now back up, I think he is virtually pulling his hair out here. Shawn lifts Eddie up, he is finishing it, can he get his…BRAINWASH…NO…EDDIE COUNTERS INTO A PINNING HURRICARANA!! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3!! Masters: AHHHHH!!!! I can’t believe this…Shawn had him beat and Rowan gets lucky with a damn roll up! Daniels: That was no roll up, he hit that hurricarana while being lifted upside down, what an amazing reversal. And Eddie Rowan wisely here rolling out of the ring before Waters can do any of his underhanded tactics. Masters: Eddie is celebrating here?! This is just sick. Blood splatters appear all over the tron as an eerie melody comes over the PA. The lights once again go out. Jarred: What is this? William: Twice in one night...no way... "Now they say that the Devil, he never sleeps, but a body still cannot properly enjoy the misfortune of one's neighbor with a ringing in the head. For the better part of the month, I stormed about, distracted, neglectful of my duties. The wailing of the afflicted has went largely unnoticed, much to their collective chagrin. This further indignity has spurred the to even greater fervor and soon their ill humor has rubbed off on even the unrepentant, doing little to improve their devil may care attitude. Even the masses of well intentioned queued up just outside the gates could sense the change coming over the infernal federation. And the Devil still has yet to sleep...and the change is beginning...NOW!! He is Come!!" The lights flip back on as Shawn is leaning against the ropes and Eddie is just outside the ring. Both staring up at the Tron in confusion. Jarred: Hey, who's that? William: Who's who? Jarred: That guy!! A man stands in the ring behind Shawn holding a sledgehammer and wearing what appears to be a suit and devil mask. Shawn turns around and sees the man, who grabs him and shushes him allowing Shawn to get out of the ring as the devil man rolls out of the ring and stalks up behind Eddie who is still unaware of his presence. Jarred: Who ever he is, he just let Shawn go? William: Though I'm not to sure Eddie is going to be so lucky. The devil man take the hammer head to the back of an unsuspecting Rowan Eddie hits the ground holding his back and rolls over facing his assailant. Shawn quickly slips past the two men and makes his way to the back. The devil man still stands over the downed Eddie Rowan. "Your Harbinger of destruction is now upon you." The lights flash once and then the devil man is no longer standing over the downed Eddie Rowan. Jarred : What just happened? William: Don't you think if I knew, I would have told you? Jarred: Let's just hope that's the last of this. And why did he attack Eddie but let Shawn go? William: That's easy. It was one of the Exiled in a mask. Jarred: Or it could have been Covey. Eddie did screw him out of his match during Unleashed. William: Have you learned nothing about the Bad Ass? He doesn't wear masks, and he sure as hell don't use weapons. Jarred: True, not to mention I wasn't overwhelmed by the scent of alcohol when the strange man appeared. William: You sexist pig. Jarred: I beg your pardon? William: How do you know it was a guy? Maybe it was Serena Starr, sister of the great Sirena. Remember when her and Waters had that thing." Jarred: I'm not sure about it, but true. I guess we won't know. We'll be back after this. Hopefully we're getting some help out here for Eddie. *****-----*****
1/3 OVERDRIVE MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH (Non Title) *****-----***** Daniels: Welcome back folks, and moments ago we saw Rowan getting a win against Waters, only to be viciously attacked by a man who we have no idea the identity of. He was wearing a mask while making the attack, but whoever it is, he seems to wanting to make an impression here, unlucky for Eddie he did that by cracking him in the skull with a damn sledgehammer. Masters: It was a shock to us all Jarred. And Eddie Rowan leaves tonight with the EMT’s, he needs to recover in time for his match on Friday night. Daniels: I hope he does, I really do. Anyway, we are now moments away from seeing a battle between two of the greatest performers I have ever witnessed in this sport, they maybe friends, but will they be friends once that bell rings?! Trapt can be heard rocking the arena floor with their song “Headstrong.” Krimzon Blaze emerges from the back to a strong crowd reaction. He slaps hands with a long line of fans as he dives into the ring, sliding beneath the ropes, and quickly taking his position in his designated corner. Fans cheer for their beloved fan-favorite, anticipating that this match will be one chock full of reverence. William Masters: “If Blaze wants to show the world he’s ready for the Heavyweight title, he better be willing to pull out all of the stops.” “Ace of Spades” performed by Motorhead alerts the audience to Ace King’s appearance. He emerges with the CZW Heavyweight Championship tied around his waist to an immense fan reaction. It seems unbelievable to many fans that King and Blaze would face each other and it not be on a Pay-Per-View. The match promises to be fantastic and all of these fans know it. Jarred Daniels: “Here’s the Heavyweight Champion. We’ve got a heck of a match up ahead of us.” When the music fades and the official signals for the start of the match, both King and Blaze meet in the middle of the ring and come face-to-face with each other. Both men’s hands meet and they shake, offering the world a sense of sportsmanship and endowing this match with a unique atmosphere, especially for CZW. William Masters: “Well, with that hand shake out of the way, KB and Ace King lock-up with a collar and elbow tie-up. Both jockey for positioning. We have a six foot two inch Krimzon Blaze facing off against a six foot, three inch Ace King. Blaze even has a weight advantage over King, so he can technically be the bigger man.” Jarred Daniels: “Our Heavyweight Champion is no slouch though and he’ll show us why right here! Arm wrench by Ace King. He steps through and sends Krimzon Blaze to the ropes. Blaze reacts quick and hooks his arms on that upper rope. Blaze now across the ring and an arm drag on King. King’s up and returns the favor with an arm drag of his own!” Springing back up to his feet, Blaze drops King with a nicely placed drop-kick. That is not enough to keep down Ace King! When he returns to his feet, King drops Blaze with a gigantic boot! Collecting Blaze from the canvas, King applies a standing head-lock and attempts a standing DDT. NO! Blaze hooks a leg and rolls King forward with for a pin attempt! ONE. William Masters: “Tw—NO! King breaks the pin and WAIT! Small package on Blaze!” ONE! Tw—NO! When Blaze breaks the count, he retains a grip on King’s right arm and executes a La Magistral cradle: One! TWO! THR—NO! Breaking the count, King slides free and immediately takes down a rising Blaze with a neck-breaker! As fluidly as he executes the neck-breaker, King floats over and hooks the outside leg. Applying all weight on Blaze’s upper torso, King covers! ONE. Two! William Masters: “THR—NO! King nearly got the win there, but Blaze just squeaks free!” Jarred Daniels: “Perfect exchange and a demonstration of pure talent. King and Blaze manage to give these fans everything they are hoping for. Listen to that applause!” While fans continue to applaud both competitors, Blaze goes to the ropes. His speed and versatility with aerial assault proves to be too much for King at this current moment. King telegraphs a clothesline and Blaze capitalizes, hooking the arm and swinging behind the Heavyweight Champion. A reverse face lock is applied and Blaze seeks a reverse DDT it would appear. More speed is picked up as Blaze manages to get his feet on the middle ropes, pushing off with as much force as he can muster, and spinning around nearly 420 degrees! King and Blaze look like a propeller as Blaze drives the back of King’s head into the canvas with a reverse DDT! Jarred Daniels: “Blaze scores and he follows that with a standing shooting star press! Pin is attempted!” ONE! William Masters: “TWO! King kicks free and sends Blaze hurling off. That’s a great display of power if I’ve ever seen that myself. I mean not Big Nasty power or Buck Evans power, but good enough.” Jarred Daniels: “We haven’t seen many fists thrown in this match, but here are a few knife edged chops. King and Blaze trade off and nope, it’s King that takes control here. One more shot and there’s a snap suplex! Blaze lands hard and King retains the suplex position. He rolls through and—OUCH!—plants Blaze down face first with a seated face-buster!” William Masters: “What the Hell kind of a match is this anyway? Krimzon Blaze said that he is determined and that’s he is hungry for that Heavyweight Championship and then he comes out here and performs like this?” Jarred Daniels: “There are loads of respect in that ring. Ace King and Krimzon Blaze are out here and demonstrating what the true root of pro wrestling is supposed to be.” One huge arm wrench by Ace King leads Blaze straight into a hammer lock. Blaze utilizes his speed and reverses, slipping behind King and applying a hammer lock of his own. He soon drops the arm and moves fluidly into a rear waist lock. One attempted German suplex is countered by a back elbow shot via King. The shot rocks Blaze’s skull and forces him to stumble backwards and turn his back to the Heavyweight Champion. King seeks to capitalize and— Jarred Daniels: “Pele kick! Blaze comes out of nowhere with that shot and he’s using this opportunity to shake off those cobwebs. King’s elbow landed pretty squarely and—NICE MOVE! Blaze off the ropes and there’s a hand-spring into a moonsault! Blaze makes the cover!” One. William Masters: “TWO!” King kicks out, slipping back up to a knee. When Blaze finds his way to his feet, King comes out of nowhere with a huge clothesline. The shot turns Blaze inside out; however, he quickly finds his way back up to his feet. The Heavyweight Champion manages to follow the clothesline up with a powerful scoop slam. He then descends, hooking Blaze’s outside leg, and applies a cover: One. Two! Thr—NO! Sending Blaze to the ropes, King lunges forward and throws another clothesline. Blaze manages to see it at the last second and duck beneath, continuing forward with a full head of steam. Off the second rope, Blaze springs up and twists in mid-air. When King turns around, Blaze meets him with a huge hurricanrana! King is thrown across the ring and into the corner turnbuckle. As King uses the turnbuckles to pull himself up, Blaze utilizes the ropes to his advantage – leaping up off the middle rope – then spiking King in the head with a drop-kick! Jarred Daniels: “Nice series of moves by Blaze. He’s taking to King with speed. Both of these men know each other so well that in order to really be successful they are having to delve into a deeper, bigger, badder bag of tricks.” William Masters: “Watch this! Krimzon Blaze with that tornado DDT! King counters! He tosses Blaze off and charges forward!” Jarred Daniels: “HUGE shoulder block takes Blaze off his feet and King’s off the ropes!” On the rebound, King rolls forward towards the grounded Blaze. He meets Blaze in the middle of the ring when he reaches a knee. The Heavyweight Champion rolls forward and into a Shining Wizard! The knee ravages Blaze’s skull and King applies the cover: Jarred Daniels: “JACKPOT! ONE!” TWO! THRRRRREEEEEE! William Masters: “Holy Hell how did Blaze just get that shoulder up?!?!” Jarred Daniels: “The match continues and Blaze just got a shoulder up after that!!!” Dazed – Blaze battles to regain footing, exchanging a series of chops against King’s chest. The Heavyweight Champion resists most of the shots and immediately whips Blaze to the corner. He follows suit and charges in with an attempted splash! Krimzon tips-up and lands behind King, unexpectedly. When King returns around, Krimzon drives a shoulder into his abdomen, forcing the air from King’s lungs! He lifts the weakened King up onto the top turnbuckle and ascends soon after. Jarred Daniels: “What is Blaze planning here?!” William Masters: “Well, whatever it is King is fighting him off!” Jarred Daniels: “King with a giant shove and Blaze is forced off the top and into the ring. Looks like King’s planning to soar with those patented missile drop-kicks. NO! Blaze shoots straight back up there and—OH MY GOD!!!!!” William Masters: “THE BROKEN KODE FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!” Both men crash into the squared circle, neither moving much. Blaze scores with a huge variation of his move and crawls ever-so-slowly to make the cover. He drapes a single arm over King’s chest! One. Jarred Daniels: “Two!” THREE—NO! One shoulder shoots up from the canvas and Ace King is still alive! Jarred Daniels: “Blaze is making a statement here. Both of these men are performing to their best abilities and showing a ton of admiration doing it. However, Blaze is showing this world that he has what it takes to become the Heavyweight Champion. Look at how he is performing in there with King.” William Masters: “Yeah, but these men know each other so well. Would Blaze perform the same if in the ring with someone like Matt Covey or Shawn Waters? Obviously, no.” Jarred Daniels: “Neither one of them are Heavyweight Champions. Ace King is! Just take a look at Blaze. Look at that fire in his eyes. Watch that determination just bleed from his pores.” Both men are to a vertical base and attempt to gain the advantage. A stiff boot is shot into Blaze’s gut and King immediately sets him up for a power-bomb. The stand head-scissors is applied and King pulls Blaze upwards. NO! Blaze holds on for dear life, gripping King’s left leg. The Heavyweight Champion finds resistance and attempts again! NO! This time, however, Blaze turns the tables on his friend and pulls King up onto his shoulders into a fireman’s carry! Jarred Daniels: “—wait! Blaze has him and this could be it!” William Masters: “KODE OF SILENCE!!!!” Forcing King up and over, Blaze seeks the Kode of Silence and COUNTER! Jarred Daniels: “King reverses and scores with the High Roller! Blaze was taken completely off guard and King’s rolling through with that lateral press!” ONE. TWO!!!! THREE!!!!!! William Masters: “—ALMOST! So close! Blaze manages to get that shoulder up and desperately tries to regain the vertical base.” Surprise overtakes King’s countenance as he collects what is left of Blaze. As he drags Blaze up to a vertical base, the image of shock remains. The Aerial Specialist uses what little energy in his tank left to once again pull King up onto his shoulders. The Heavyweight Champion is given little time to react now and Blaze forces him off – scoring with a huge knee – and executing The Kode of Silence to perfection! Jarred Daniels: “KODE OF SILENCE!!!!” William Masters: “Blaze has just collapsed onto King! That’s an official cover!” One. William Masters: “TWO?!?” THREE! Jarred Daniels: “HE DID IT! Krimzon Blaze did it! He got the win over the Heavyweight Champion in what was one fantastic match!” William Masters: “I guess if you like that sort of thing.” Jarred Daniels: “Both of these men deserve applause. This was one hell of an impressive match and it’s only one of three main events tonight!” Ace King helps Krimzon Blaze up to his feet and collects the Heavyweight Championship belt. Fans cheer both of these men on as King raises Blaze’s hand in the air. There is no question that the fans are grateful for how these men demonstrated themselves. William Masters: You know what, I despise all of this drama, look at these fans, they are acting like Blaze just won the World Title…and Ace King, DON’T HOLD HIS HAND UP…BLOODY KNOCK HIS HEAD OFF! Jarred Daniels: I guess you just can’t grasp how much this match meant to Krimzon, he has proved not only to the fans, to the World, but to Ace King his mentor, that he could one day be the World Champion himself. What a contest, and what respect these guys have for one another. As they embrace in a hug, the fans let out a huge ‘XTC XTC XTC’ chant echoing throughout the whole arena. Krimzon steps away, almost with a tear in his eye as Ace King steps backwards, now clapping Krimzon Blaze in respect. Suddenly though the arena falls into a shower of boos as Buck Evans, Dusty Davis, Big Nasty and Shawn Waters runs out from the crowd, and into the ring. Jarred Daniels: Dammit, these jerks have to wreck everything, a sporting main event like this, these fans were loving every moment of it, and now look at them, circling Blaze and King like a pack of damn hyenas. William Masters: Finally this sickening show of ass kissing has been stopped, I think Exiled may very well be my new favorite stable in CZW. Jarred Daniels: Well that just shows what an ass clown you are William, and look at the grins on the faces of Shawn Waters and Buck Evans, now ATTACKING ACE KING! DAMN THEM! DAMN THEM ALL! Krimzon tries to help his buddy but to no success as Nasty almost throws him up into the air dropping him with a high impact Nasty Bomb. Dusty now picks up the scraps like a Jackal, stomping poor Blaze into the ground. Buck on the other side holds Ace up, his arms tied behind his back as Shawn grabs the World Title, now blabbering words into the ear of Ace King before… CRASH!!! Shawn Waters smashes the belt straight into the forehead of King, busting him wide open. Buck now lifts him up as he hits him with a Mississippi Twister…right onto the World Title belt. Shawn still hasn’t finished as he places Ace in the Waterboard, now ripping him in half, desperately trying to injure him. Jarred Daniels: This is just demonic and cowardice, and how can Ace King compete now on Friday Night Unleashed, in an Inferno match no less against that man right there, Buck Evans. And Shawn Waters is GONNA BREAK HIS SPINE DAMMIT…SECURITY! William Masters: For once, they can’t hear you Jarred. And I see this as an end of an era in CZW, one day XTC are on top, the next, poof, Exiled rule the roster ! All four men now stop the brutal assault, Exiled consisting of Dusty Davis, Big Nasty, Buck Evans and Shawn Waters now all hold up each other’s hands, Shawn Waters with the World Title in his grasp still, the blood of his rival on the belt. The fans show their disgust towards the four men as security and EMT’s rush down to the ring, even El Pablo is there but knows he cannot do a damn thing against these four men. William Masters: Take a picture Jarred, remember this scene, because you are looking at a new era in CZW, a new age, it is the age of Exiled. These four men will go right to the top of this business and that is a predictions from the greatest Commentator alive today. Jarred Daniels: That would be a sad time in the life of CZW if that was to happen, these maniacs could have killed Ace King here tonight, truly despicable act, and look at the faces on these fans, they look pale white. William Masters: Exactly Jarred, they have done what others find impossible, destroyed XTC, and these fans may be in shock now, but in the end, it will become a habit here in CZW, and we will all see these four men with their arms raised high, I guarantee it Jarred. Jarred Daniels: And that is a…guarantee from the…greatest commen- William Masters: Don’t make fun of the inevitable Jarred, look around, these fans know it, you know it deep down, even El Pablo knows it look, XTC is coming to an end! Jarred Daniels: Well what a show it has been folks, even if it does have to end in this tragedy, Overdrive Episode 20 saw many highlights, and I can’t wait until next Sunday night, Episode 21...Don’t miss it. William Masters: And be sure to tune into Unleashed, Friday night… Jarred Daniels: Yes as this whole story unfolds, and of course the HUGE main event INFERNO match, but until then, it’s goodbye from me Jarred Daniels, and my partner, William Masters, so long folks.
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