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LIVE from the MTS Center (Deadline on May 9th 2009)
-=- MAIN EVENT -=- ‘The Aerial Specialist’ KRIMZON BLAZE vs. SHAWN WATERS ***
X DIVISION RULES MATCH
*** ‘Montana and Jackal - ATTACKER UNMASKED!’ ***
TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM MATCH (Non-Title) IDOLIZED (Evan & Kyle) vs. CUT THROAT THRILLERS (Razor & Blade) vs. TOTAL MAYHEM (Jakob & Ezra) ***
SINGLES MATCH (Non-Title) ‘High Definition’ CAGE STRYKER vs. ‘The Real Deal’ ROB WRIGHT *** CZW Overdrive presents…VIOLENCE FROM THE VAULT Pt.2 ***
STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN MATCH (Tatum at the top of the stairs) ‘The American Nightmare’ MIKE MONROE vs. Mr. KILJOY ***
DIVAS TAG TEAM MATCH DEBRA LOPEZ & SIRENA STARR vs. KAREN EVANS & ASHLEY MURPHY ***
SINGLES MATCH (Non-Title) ‘Mr. Entertainment’ BRIAN BLAZE vs. DUSTY DAVIS *************** * cZw! *
CZW Overdrive begins broadcasting as clips from the past 21 shows are seen on the Combat-tron. As the cameras zoom out from the tron, it spirals over the entire arena, showing a birds eye view of the packed out MTS Arena in Winnipeg, Manitoba, back once again in Canada. Suddenly fireworks begin to blast off, but the sheer volume of the fans cheering almost drowns out the sounds of the explosions. The cameras take a tour through the fans who pack the MTS arena before sitting carefully on the CZW Commentators, who call the action.
Daniels: Hello and welcome to yet another edition of CZW overdrive. Myself Jarred Daniels and my broadcast partner William Masters are here tonight, and let me tell you what a great atmosphere it is inside the MTS arena tonight, as were back in Winnipeg Manitoba.
Masters: Yes it’s been about a year since we were here before, and let me tell you, CZW has grown to a phenomenon wince then, manly due to my professionalism on the commentary team, but I give a little credit to the talent we have here too.
Daniels: Oh how noble of you William. Of course he just mentioned it, the talent we have here, and on Overdrive alone, tonight is a prime example as we have a main event to die for.
Masters: And one of Krimzon and Shawn may do just that, as our main event doesn’t end until one is taken off on a stretcher. We also have the Tag team Champions performing on Overdrive tonight, we have CZW’s second ever Stairway to Heaven Match.
Daniels: Yes tempers will fly in that match, I assure you. And what about what Mr. Montana has promised for tonight, the unveiling of the Jackal’s mystery attacker, all still to come on Overdrive.
Masters: Yes, I hope your ready to run Jarred, because the police are waiting to arrest you.
Daniels: I kind of a have a pretty good alibi William, the small factor of me being sitting with you while that attack happened…
Masters: I never saw you here jarred, your lying, they will catch you, you can’t run.
Daniels: Oh dear me, William Masters folks has taken an overdose of his medicine again I must assume, luckily we have a contest up straight away. William, have a glass of water and shut up.
SINGLES MATCH (Non-Title) *****-----***** DANIELS: Well folks, it's time for our first match of the evening, a singles match between the Television Champion Brian Blaze and the returning Dustin Davis! MASTERS: I can't wait for this one, Jarred! "The Flagship Player" is back, and I have a feeling he's gonna make a big, big impact here on his return! "Luv's Addict" by Family Force 5 begins to play over the soundsystem, and a chorus of boos greet the arrival of the returning Dustin Davis. MASTERS: YAYYYY DUSTIN! WOOOO! What are these morons booing about? DANIELS: Well, William, I'm assuming it has something to do with his joining of The Exiled last week, not to mention his role in their decimation of Team XTC at the end of that show! MASTERS: Again, what are these morons booing about? Dustin stands at the top of the ramp, his arms outstretched as if he were receiving a standing ovation rather than a torrent of abuse. He then heads down towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. TOWERS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.. introducing first, from Lincoln, Rhode Island.. weighing in at 245lbs.. He is "The Flagship Player", DUSTIN DAVIS!!! Dustin holds his arms out arrogantly once more, before whipping off his coat and handing it to a stagehand as his music fades out. A brief "Exiled Sucks!" chant reverberates around the arena, before the opening notes of "Let Me Entertain You" start up, turning the chants into huge cheers. The drums kick in, cueing a huge pyro explosion, and Brian Blaze steps out onto the stage, the crowd lapping up his dramatic new look. TOWERS: And his opponent.. from Toronto, Ontario, Canada.. weighing in at 220lbs.. he is the CZW Television Champion.. BRIAN BLAZE!!! Blaze hoists his TV Title belt into the air as the crowd continues to go nuts. He even takes the time to bust out a little dance routine, before jogging down the ramp and into the ring. DANIELS: He's not quite at home, but these Winnipeg fans are certainly giving Blaze a reception worthy of a homecoming hero! MASTERS: What the hell is he wearing though? He looks like some sort of sex pest! DANIELS: Well.. never let it be said that CZW isn't a haven for the freaks and weirdos of the world! MASTERS: You can say that again! Keep your distance, Jessica! You never know what that sicko will do to you! DANIELS: I'm sure you'd step in to protect her, huh? MASTERS: I feel it's my duty as an American man to protect poor, defenseless women, yes. DANIELS: It's a wonder you haven't been made the posterboy for the feminist movement. Blaze hands his belt to a stagehand, and performs a few stretches, the crowd still chanting his name as the referee calls for the opening bell. *DING DING DING!* The two circle each other, Blaze clapping his hands in a bid to pump up the crowd. They lock up, and Blaze quickly slips round the back, grabbing Davis in a rear waistlock. Davis wriggles free, and slips round the back himself, grabbing Blaze in a headlock. Davis wrenches it briefly, but Blaze fights out, shoving Davis into the ropes. Davis rebounds, and ducks a clothesline attempt from Blaze. He hits the ropes on the other side, and Blaze catches him with a dropkick. DANIELS: Nice opening exchange, and Davis is the first to hit the mat. Blaze gets up, just ahead of Davis, and kicks his opponent in the stomach. He tucks Davis' head under his arm, and hits a vertical suplex. Blaze then quickly locks in a sleeper hold on the grounded Davis. Davis tries to fight out of it, desperately reaching for the ropes in front of him. These efforts prove fruitless, but Davis swings an arm up, clocking Blaze in the side of the head. He does it again, then fights his way up onto both feet, before dropping down and hitting Blaze with a modified stunner. Blaze staggers backwards, as Davis leaps up and hits the ropes. Blaze regains his composure though, and takes Davis down with a drop toe hold. DANIELS: Nice counter from Davis, but Blaze keeping the momentum going! Blaze drops an elbow on the back of Davis' neck, then grabs him in a fujiwara armbar. Davis grimaces in pain as Blaze wrenches the hold, the referee asking Davis if he wants to give up. Fortunately, though, Davis isn't too far away from the ropes, and he manages to hook a leg around the bottom rope, the referee forcing Blaze to break the hold. DANIELS: A narrow escape again there for Dustin Davis, Blaze is looking dominant so far! MASTERS: Davis is just trying to get his rhythm back. You'll see, any second now he's gonna lay Blaze out! Blaze steps back from Davis, allowing his opponent time to get back to his feet. Davis pulls himself up using the ropes, and Blaze moves right back on the offensive, leading Davis over to the corner and slamming his head into the top turnbuckle. He spins Davis round, and strikes him a few times in the head, then steps back into the opposing corner. He claps his hands again, the fans joining in enthusiastically, then charges towards Dustin, who suddenly springs out of the corner and nails Blaze with a spear. DANIELS: SPEAR! FROM OUT OF NOWHERE! MASTERS: I TOLD YOU! Davis quickly hooks the leg. ONE! - - - - TWO! - - - KICK OUT! Davis slams the mat in frustration, then lifts Blaze back to his feet. He hits a scoop slam, dumping Blaze by the corner, then steps through the ropes and climbs the turnbuckle. DANIELS: Davis looking to go a little high-risk here.. Davis scouts the situation, then leaps off, hitting Blaze with an elbow drop. MASTERS: It's over! Davis covers again. ONE! - - - - TWO! - - - - KICK OUT! DANIELS: Ohhh no it isn't! MASTERS: Dammit! Davis looks at the referee in protest, then gets back to his feet, bringing Blaze with him. Davis scoops Blaze up again, this time hitting a backbreaker. Another cover.. ONE! - - - - T-KICK OUT! Davis lifts Blaze again, and hits another backbreaker, this time turning it into a submission hold, bending Blaze's spine over his knee. Blaze cries out, reaching for the ropes, his fingertips just brushing them, but unable to grab hold. Davis starts thrusting his arms up and down, applying even more bend, Blaze's cries getting even louder. Blaze's arms thrash about, and he manages to grab hold of the back of Davis' hair. Blaze pulls back, Davis now crying out as he attempts to apply even more pressure on the hold. MASTERS: He's got his hair! THAT'S CHEATING! Blaze swings his other arm, and catches Davis in the forehead with his fist. He does it a couple more times, but Davis refuses to break the hold. Out of sheer desperation, Blaze rakes the eyes, finally causing Davis to relinquish his grip. Blaze slowly gets up on all fours, but an agitated Davis knocks him right back down with a kick to the ribs. Davis lifts Blaze back up, and whips him off the ropes. Davis lowers his head, and Blaze catches him with a DDT, spiking Davis right on his head. DANIELS: OH! Bah Gawd, Davis actually BOUNCED after that DDT! Blaze slowly gets back to his feet, trying to reclaim the wind that was knocked out of him by Davis' kick. With Davis slowly stirring, Blaze lifts him to his feet. He attempts an irish whip, but Davis counters. Blaze cannons off the ropes, and ducks a clothesline attempt. He hits the ropes on the other side, rebounds, and.. THWACK! DANIELS: BLAZING ARROW! Right between the eyes! Blaze gets back to his feet, and signals to the crowd, who roar as one with excitement. He picks Davis off the floor, and tucks his head between his legs. DANIELS: Here we go.. MASTERS: Fight it, Dustin! Blaze takes a quick look round at the cheering fans, then lifts Davis up, pausing for a second before dropping him down with the BLAZE OF GLORY. DANIELS: There it is! Blaze covers.. ONE! - - - - TWO! - - - - THREE!!! *DING DING DING!* DANIELS: And Blaze picks up the win! "Let Me Entertain You" starts up again, as Blaze sits in the center of the ring, looking down at the unconscious Davis. TOWERS: Here is your winner.. BRIAN BLAZE!!! Blaze gets to his feet, as the referee hands him the TV Title belt. Blaze ascends a turnbuckle, and raises the belt high above his head, as the scene cuts to a commercial. *****-----*****
STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN MATCH (Tatum at the top of the stairs) *****-----***** Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next contest is set for one fall and is a Stairway to Heaven Match. Daniels: You heard it right, CZW’s second ever Stairway to heaven match, in our last one, we saw Karl Jackson defeat Mack Beaudin after a hellacious curb stomp on his head into the steps. So you have to ask yourself, will this be any different? Masters: Well those two guys hated each other, and it’s no different here, Mike Monroe and Kiljoy want to kill each other here tonight. Daniels: That’s right, it all started after Kiljoy kidnapped Tatum Regan and Lauren, of course both being good friends with Mike Monroe and Beautiful Agony. Kiljoy has played his little games with Monroe for a few months now, but this match should end all controversy. Masters: The winner of this match gets Tatum for good, Jarred. I love that stipulation, we could see a Kiljoy and Tatum partnership for quite some time here. Daniels: I honestly hope for Tatum’s sake that doesn’t happen, Mike Monroe will be fighting not only for his own pride, but one of his best friends. And not only that, if we look into the crowd, yes here he is on the Combat Tron, Mr. Regan himself has made it into the crowd, surrounded by what appears to be several suited up bodyguards. Masters: Yes I have heard rumors that Mr. Regan, Tatum and Lauren’s Father has quite an important occupation. Word on the street is that this man is involved… Daniels: And your now apart of the street are you, William? Masters: Of course not, but I am also an involved man… Daniels: Yes only your involved with the lonely hearts club, that is as far as your connections go. Masters: I have had seven wives in my time, that is seven more than you Mr. Daniels. Anyway, back to the topic, I am sure Mr. Regan will want to see revenge be taken upon that weird clown like figure up close here tonight. Daniels: Yes, and lets just go through the rules to this match, for those who may not be familiar with this historic match. Outside the ring on one side is a flight of stairs, and let me tell you, these stairs are pure metal, just like the steel steps at ringside, if you fall on them, your bones could break. Only way to win the match is to climb these steps and reach Tatum who waits at the top. Problem is, in order to qualify to be able to climb these steps, you have to get a pinfall or submission on your opponent first. Masters: Very good Jarred, though I could have explained it in half the words you chose. Daniels: I will leave it up to you next time then. Anyway, as poor Tatum waits at the top, as we can see she looks nervous, almost as nervous as her father here at ringside. Lets get this match going folks. ‘The Silent Hill’ theme begins to play throughout the arena as the place turns pitch black. Towers: Coming out first, weighing in at 220 lbs, coming from Parts Unknown…Mr. KILJOY! Kiljoy walks out as a piercing green light shines down on him. His has a sickening smile on his face as he prowls down the ramp, his eyes looking over the arena. As he gets near to the ring, he beings to wave at Tatum, letting out a shriek like laugh, as the lights go back to normal. Towers: And his opponent, weighing in at 201 lbs, hailing from Tiffin, Ohio…The Misfit…MIKE MONROE! Masters: Is that Mike?! Daniels: As he told Jenny a few days ago William, we may see a piece of history here, and this is exactly what we are seeing, Mike Monroe, now known as the Misfit, but tonight for one night only, he is the All-American Nightmare! Masters: With a bloody light tube?! Who does he think he is that silly weasel…Darth bloody Maul?! The fans make one hell of a sound for the returning Mike Monroe, especially how important his first match back really is. Tatum claps along as Mike works up the fans near the stage as he begins to pose, fireworks blasting off. As they subside and he makes his way down the ramp, it becomes clear what Jarred Daniels was talking about. Mike Monroe is dressed in his former All-American Nightmare gear, wearing combat boots and jeans, chains draping from his pockets, fingerless black gloves, and a dark colored shirt saying ‘Your Pain, My Pleasure’ on the front in italic red font. On the back it reads ‘The Misfit’. In his hand is a light tube as he waves it around coming down the ramp, throwing it up to Tatum in the end who catches it, the fans cheering heavily. Mike then walks over to Tatum’s father who looks very displeased with the whole occasion. Mike shakes his hand, as he then enters the ring, shouting something up to Tatum, then setting his sights on Kiljoy who is now hiding almost behind Jessica Towers outside the ring. Daniels: Monroe is fighting for his friends here, to save Tatum from the realms of this satanic clown Mr. Kiljoy, and to make her father pleased. Masters: I’m not sure anything can make that man pleased, look at the scowl on his face, he looks like an old Principal I once had. Daniels: No wonder he looks upset, he is standing just 20 feet away from a man, if I can call him that, who basically kidnapped two of his daughters and attacked one of them inside this very ring. Masters: Still, he should bloody brighten up, he has front row tickets for this show. Daniels: Anyway, we sure know who these fans are cheering for and Tatum looking beautiful standing up there. Masters: That’s it honey bun, wave that light tube around my dear, do whatever you want with it. Daniels: Mike is back in his AAN gear that we all know and love, its been a while since we seen him like this, and I’m sure it gives him that extra hardcore daredevil like edge. *DING DING* - The match begins as the fans jump off their seats, the whole arena chanting for the Misfit as he is now called. Kiljoy looks up at Tatum and blows her a kiss, before Mike can’t take anymore and dives on him, taking him down with rights and lefts, hitting them furiously into the face of Kiljoy. Daniels: Kiljoy can’t let himself be distracted by Tatum here, and that goes for Mike also. Masters: It goes for every straight male in here, apart from her father of course. I just can’t take my eyes off her, and that light tube of hers. Daniels: Funny, you didn’t like it much when Mike was swinging it around… Masters: Of course not you bloody puff, who likes to see a 200 lbs man waving a stick around?! - Kiljoy slides out of the ring as Mike yells at him to get back in. Kiljoy now walks over to Tatum’s Father, who stands up, getting into the face of the horror like clown. Kiljoy attempts to lick his face as the bodyguards throw him off, Kiljoy laughing at the whole lot of them… Daniels: This man is just insane, there is no other way to describe him… Masters: And so is this man…MY GOD… Daniels: MONROE OUT OF NO WHERE…A CORKSCREW SUICIDE DIVE! ‘Monroe…Monroe…Monroe…’ - Mike gets up as he celebrates with a few of the fans, before walking over towards Tatum’s Father and apologizing. Kiljoy though is soon back up as he crashes into the back of Mike with a forearm smash, however knocking straight into Mr. Regan as he falls to the ground. Kiljoy now takes advantage of the situation as he grabs Mike, then throws him shoulder first into the steel steps. Masters: The whole steel steps structure here shook there, I even saw Tatum legs shake, she nearly feel over the poor girl, I would catch her if she fell… Daniels: Keep your grubby hands off her. And Kiljoy with an unnecessary assault there, purposely pushing Mike into Tatum’s Father. Masters: Kiljoy is just using everything as a weapon, and he is more likely to get this win in doing so. - Kiljoy picks Mike up who tries to fight Kiljoy off, but to no success. Kiljoy now lifts Mike up as he drops him with an Atomic Drop…then spears him straight into the steel turnbuckle post on the corner of the ring. The spine of Monroe echoes off the steel, as the fans go silent. Kiljoy now begins to mite the face of Monroe, Tatum looking like she is starting to get concerned for her good friend. Kiljoy begins to pretend to spit something out, after Mike drops to the ground, blood pouring from his head, Kiljoy now laughing with Mike’s blood stained on his teeth. Masters: Is that Mike’s blood he has on his teeth? This clown is not only insane, he is a bloody cannibal, Jarred. Daniels: Kiljoy is certainly proving to be a dirty fighter, and Mike maybe out of his element here. Masters: Even I can’t bare that lovely girl up there going home with that lunatic, nor can I bare her to go home with Mike for that matter too. Kiljoy picks Mike up by his bloodied head, now beginning to grate the eyes of Mike, not only filled with his own blood, but now having the nails of Kiljoy being scraped into the pupils. Mike throws out a knee hitting Kiljoy off, then begins to throw punches around, as though he can’t actually see where Kiljoy is right now. Kiljoy back off, just laughing and pointing. Masters: Monroe is now blinded early on, this contest could get much worse for him. Daniels: I never thought anyone could silence these fans after Monroe’s entrance, but the Misfit can these fans are being silenced right now. The fans boo as Kiljoy toys with a momentarily blinded Mike Monroe. Kiljoy then reaches under the ring as he pulls out a trash can. He then lifts it up high and slams it down on the head of Monroe as he tumbles to the concrete floor. Kiljoy holds up the trash can that is shaped and stained with Mike’s blood, Kiljoy overjoyed with it. Kiljoy then picks up Mike and throws him back into the ring as he makes a cover, first of the match… 1 - - - 2 - - - Kickout! Daniels: This match may not have gone on for long, but already Mike looks to be in a bad way here. Masters: But still he kicks out, I’m not sure if that is toughness or just instinct. Daniels: Or his love for his friend, Tatum up there. The fans begin to pick up the noise as they cheer for the Misfit again. Kiljoy stands up, telling them to shush charismatically, as Monroe finds his way to his feet. Kiljoy walks up but Mike kicks him in the gut, then a right hand, and another, Mike now Irish whips Kiljoy, but he reverses as Mike bounces off the ropes and into…A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX BY KILJOY! Daniels: Mike just hasn’t had a chance to breathe here so far. And now Kiljoy with another cover… 1 - - - 2 - - - Kickout! - Mike kicks out again, as another roar from the fans follow trying to get his momentum up. Kiljoy ignores them this time as he lifts Mike up and throws him into the corner. Kiljoy follows up with a running clothesline…NO…Mike jumps up and counters with a kick to the face, Mike now climbs the turnbuckle…DIVES OFF… Daniels: My God Monroe with another corkscrew like attack there to a standing opponent. Masters: He is back up again though… - Mike and Kiljoy now back up as Mike swipes the blood away from his eyes, then grabs Kiljoy, lifting him up…Cross Armbreaker. Kiljoy rolls around in pain as he holds his shoulder. Mike now grabs the same arm as he pulls him to the corner post. Mike then slides out of the ring, still with a grip of Kiljoy’s arm as he now wraps it around the corner post. Mike now smashes his arm into the post several times as Kiljoy lets out a painful scream. Mike now grabs the trashcan, looking like a man possessed as he places the trashcan lodged into the corner with Killjoy’s arm still there. Mike now hit’s a… DROPKICK INTO THE TRASHCAN!!!! Masters: Monroe could have broken Kiljoy’s arm right there! Daniels: It serves that damn clown right, Kiljoy better be prepared for what Monroe has in store for him here tonight. He has tried to end his stable, his friendships and his career on several occasions, now it‘s time for punishment. - Kiljoy screams out in pain, which only makes the CZW fans cheer and applaud Monroe. Mike steps back into the ring as he goes for a cover… 1 - - - 2 - - Kickout! - Kiljoy kicks out, which only adds more pain to his shoulder. Mike now begins to stomp on his weak arm, grabbing his injured arm as he now wraps it around, locking in an arm bar, then swings his leg over it hitting a modified leg drop down on his arm. Masters: The clown has been weakened, and I have to applaud Mike here in taking advantage of this situation. Daniels: He is not going to show any mercy in this match, I assure you of that. And look at the smile on the face of Tatum. Masters: It certainly is glorious Jarred. - Mike now rolls to the outside as he looks under the ring. The fans cheer loudly as he pulls out a long wooden kendo stick. Monroe gets back into the ring as Kiljoy now is begging and pleading Monroe to stop. Mike almost laughs a little mocking Kiljoy’s famous laugh, then smashes it into the arm of the lunatic. Mike now hits him several times in all body parts, before smashing him over the head to finish to combination. Mike now pounces over Kiljoy as he begins to hit closed knuckled shots into his forehead, eventually making a slight cut on his head. Daniels: Blood for blood here, both men now busted open. Masters: Those stairs are going to be flowing with their blood by the end of this contest, Jarred. Daniels: My God…Mike is even using the chains from his pockets of his combat jeans, now digging the steel chains into the busted head of Kiljoy. Masters: And I can’t tell which bits are his blood and which parts are his stupid face paint designs. - Monroe begins pounding Kiljoy with shout after shot until the referee literally has to prize him off, as Mike lets go and roars at the fans who respond with many cheers. Monroe now rips his shirt off and throws it into the crowd, now going back to Kiljoy. Daniels: Monroe may be looking to end this here, getting a fall and then qualifying himself to climb those steps to heaven. Masters: Hmmm, Tatum is like an angel calling my name… Daniels: Your deluded William, I don’t hear anyone, not even that hotdog man calling your name. - Mike Monroe picks up Kiljoy now as the whole arena is on their feet, wanting desperately for Mike to hit a finisher…HOWEVER…Kiljoy cowardly hit’s a low blow as Mike doubles over coughing and spluttering… Daniels: OH WHAT A SHAMEFUL ATTACK THAT WAS! Masters: No rules in this match Jarred, Kiljoy was just doing what he had to do. Daniels: Rubbish, he was a desperate man who knew his time was up, what a desperate assault…NOT LIKE THIS! - Kiljoy now takes even more advantage, Kiljoy grabbing his arm which was hurt earlier on, however still finding enough strength to hit Mike Monroe with the… COULROPHOBIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Daniels: Damn him! Kiljoy covers… 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! Masters: He has it! Kiljoy can now climb those steps and take Tatum as his bride forever more! - The fans boo loudly, now sitting back on their seats looking disappointed, as does Tatum and her father. Mike Monroe rolls around, beginning to gain consciousness, however Kiljoy is already upon his feet, grabbing his own arm as he squeezes it in pain, a sick smile though on his face as though he enjoys it. Kiljoy now looks up at Tatum, as he points and licks his lips, Tatum backing away looking like she has seen a ghost. OH BUT MONROE COMES UP BEHIND KILJOY… ROLL UP!!!!!!!!!!!! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! Daniels: NO! Dammit, I thought Mike had it there but Kiljoy just manages to kick out in time. Masters: Talk about desperation Jarred, that roll up was an epitome of that word. Daniels: Rubbish, this maniac just took his eyes off the ball again. - Monroe is now back up as both men begin to brawl, both with blood stains down their chests, having been through a gruesome battle. Mike gets the advantage quickly as he now Irish whips Kiljoy to the ropes, he bounces off towards Mike who…HIT’S A SUPERKICK! Daniels: My God Kiljoy just ran into that one! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! Masters: I think he got his shoulder up again…NO THREE COUNT! Daniels: Co close though. Monroe is back up, I think he has gained some momentum from somewhere deep down, entertaining these great fans here tonight. - Monroe begins to hit knife-edge chops onto the chest of Kiljoy, knocking him back into the corner. Monroe then ducks a right hand from Kiljoy, skipping behind him and lifts him up…INVERTED SUPLEX…NO…KILJOY COUNTERS AS HE SITS ON THE TOP ROPE! Kiljoy managed to get out of that maneuver as Monroe turns around, Kiljoy now diving from the top rope… NO…MY GOD…MONROE HIT’S THE DEAD END DRIVER ON THE COUNTER!!!!!!!! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! Daniels: There isn’t any doubt about that folks, Monroe got Kiljoy there, now both men able to climb those steps to where lovely Tatum awaits. - Both men begin to try and rise, holding onto the ropes for leverage. Monroe tries to climb through the ropes to the outside, however Kiljoy now up grabs the kendo stick from earlier then wraps it around the throat of Monroe, strangling him with it. Monroe chokes, now going a pale blue color as Kiljoy laughs, digging it into his jugular even harder. Monroe manages to counter though as he throws Kiljoy over his shoulder with a modified snap mare, using the stick to great use, Mike now with possession of the stick…wraps it around the head of Kiljoy once more. Kiljoy drops and rolls to the outside, the fans still chanting for the Misfit loudly and passionately. ‘MONROE…MONROE…MONROE…’ - Kiljoy begins to struggle up the steps as Mike notices. He rolls to the outside himself and grabs the trash can from before. Mike then shouts Kiljoy as he turns around, Mike throwing the can at Kiljoy who catches it, hardly even thinking about what he is doing. Mike then begins to run up the steps…THE FANS EXPLODING AS MONROE HIT’S A MATRIX STYLE MOONSAULT OFF THE TRASH CAN…DROPKICKING IT INTO THE FACE OF KILJOY WHILE HE IS THERE… Daniels: WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT?! MONROE MATRIX STYLE THERE…AND LANDS ON HIS FEET LIKE A DAMN CAT! Masters: And I think as we take a look at a replay here, he actually managed to kick that trash can into the face of Kiljoy while he was in mid air…astonishing. Daniels: Monroe has the advantage here now. - Kiljoy rolls down the steps as Mike to everyone’s surprise picks Kiljoy up, not going for the win himself yet. Mike walks Kiljoy around the ring, eventually smashing his head right off the guardrail near Tatum’s Father. Masters: They better be careful here. I don’t think Mr. Regan is in any mood to join in the action again here… - Just as Masters says that, Mr. Regan actually leans over, and hits Kiljoy with a right hand of his own… Daniels: THAT’S WHERE YOUR WRONG WILLIAM…HAHA…TATUM’S FATHER GETS HIS OWN BACK THERE…HAHAHAHA! - Kiljoy reels from the shot to the face as Mike now grabs him once again… BLOOD FROM A STONE…ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Daniels: MY GOD THIS COULD BE IT…SURELY MONROE HAS A CHANCE NOW TO CLIMB THE STEPS! Masters: You think?! My God Kiljoy’s head just bounces off that concrete floor, he could be in a coma after that! - The fans will Mike Monroe on as much as they can as he stumbles up and around the ring. As Mike reaches the stairs, we see Tatum leaning over, begging him to climb up, but amazingly Kiljoy like an unstoppable monster is back up. The fans hiss with shock as the bloodied and battered beast like clown as he begins to stumble towards Mike who has only managed to climb a few steps. Daniels: I think your wrong again William, he is on no coma, in fact he has caught Monroe up here, these men are as tough as I have ever seen. Masters: I guess I am wrong, though commentating on these unpredictable maniacs is like commentating on bloody zoo creatures, there capable of doing anything. - Monroe and Kiljoy climb step by step, now brawling as they stand half way up, about 15 feet in the air. Monroe suddenly with a burst of energy jumps up and hit’s a hurricarana…as Kiljoy falls back down, crashing his spine and kidneys off the unforgiving metallic steps. Daniels: Could that be the difference maker here?! - Mike Monroe begins to climb up the last lot of steps, but once again Kiljoy is back up like a monster from a horror film, never dying. Monroe turns around, and with only a few steps left, Tatum is literally just feet away from both men who brawl, Monroe for her honor, Kiljoy just to get a toy to play with. Kiljoy rakes the eyes of Mike who falls to his knees, Kiljoy now about to climb up to win the match… Daniels: Dammit another cheap shot…And surely not…Surely he can’t win and take control of poor Tatum… Masters: Worse things have happened, Jarred. - - - - - - - - NO…TATUM HITS KILJOY WITH THE LIGHT TUBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Daniels: HAHA…Now that is what I call payback, Monroe gave her that tube at the start of the match, now she has took Kiljoy’s head off with it, and I bet that felt good. Masters: Monroe is going to win it?! - - - - - - - Monroe stops as he reaches the top, strangely not stepping onto the last step. As he grits his teeth, he walks back down over to Kiljoy… Masters: What is he doing, Jarred, he has this match won the imbecile… Daniels: I think he wants to finish this match, by ending this feud William…Monroe wants to HURT Kiljoy. Masters: And Tatum’s Father finally seems to be smiling here now. - Monroe gets the fans hyped up as they all start clapping a beat, as Monroe winds up… Daniels: My God…shades of the first ever Stairway to heaven match here which happened back at Hatewave I believe…MY GOD…CURB STOMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Masters: That sick son of a bitch, he just stomped Kiljoy’s face right into that steel step, and these sick bastards in the crowd love every second of it. Daniels: And Mike Monroe…YES! HE DOES IT! HE WINS THE MATCH AND SAVES TATUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The fans go wild as Tatum kisses Mike on the cheek, now both celebrating, her Father in the crowd clapping along. Towers: The winner of this contest and ultimately saving Tatum…THE MISFIT…MIKE MONROE!!!!!!!!!! Monroe swings the light tube around as a few other member of XTC and BA rush down to the ring, celebrating with Tatum and Monroe. EMT’s eventually come down for Kiljoy who hasn’t moved since that horrific curb stomp attack. Masters: I think Monroe went a little too far there, were all glad he heroically saved Tatum there yeah sure, whatever, but to stomp a man’s head into a steel step, he must be borderline psychotic. Daniels: He comes back with a blast and to be honest William, no one here gives a damn what you think, Kiljoy deserved everything he got. And I for one am just glad to see Tatum free from that beasts clutches, in my mind this match never should have been made anyway, it was that sick minded GM Jesse Montana who made it. Masters: it was a great match though Jarred, so you can’t deny it was a great booking, and I have to say, congrats to the returning Monroe, even if he did go too far, and I doubt Kiljoy will want anything to do with them for a while now. Daniels: No he won’t and yes congratulations Mr. Monroe. We need a break here folks, but up next as we come back, its part two of Violence from the Vault, and it’s a classic battle for the X Title, don’t go anywhere! *****-----***** CZW Overdrive presents…VIOLENCE FROM THE VAULT Pt.2 *****-----*****
(The arena lights go down and the stage lights start flickering away as "Simple Survival" starts blaring out of the speakers. The crowd starts booing as Adam Swinger strolls out onto the stage and starts walking down the ramp)
TOWERS: "The following Falls Count Anywhere match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the CZW X-Division Championship! Introducing first, from Montreal, Canada.. the Challenger.. ADAM SWINGER!"
DANIELS: "Well Masters, you've gotta wonder just what Adam Swinger must be thinking here tonight.. Remember, if he loses, he's outta here!"
MASTERS: "He won't lose, he's the Phenomenal Adam Swinger!"
DANIELS: "He's not looked particularly phenomenal so far in the CZW..."
MASTERS: "Of course he has! You're just too busy watching idiots like Zodiac to notice!"
(Swinger looks around at the fans as he walks, his face completely void of any emotion or expression. He slides into the ring and does a few stretches off the ropes as the music fades out. The boos suddenly turn to cheers as "BEEN TRAINING DOGS" kicks in, and El Pablo steps out onto the stage amid an explosion of pyro. He removes the X-Division title belt from around his waist and holds it up above his head in both hands)
TOWERS: "And his opponent, from Portsmouth, England, the CZW X-Division Champion.. EL PABLO!"
(El Pablo drapes the belt over his shoulder as he walks down the rampway, eyes locked on Swinger in the centre of the ring. El Pablo hops up onto the apron and climbs through the ropes. He hands the title belt to the referee and stands right in front of Swinger, hands on hips and eyes still locked)
DANIELS: "El Pablo certainly proved himself to be "extreme" when he won the belt against J.A. Sawyer and Ian Chadwick two weeks ago on Warzone, and he'll certainly need to continue in that same vein tonight in this Falls Count Anywhere match-up."
MASTERS: "Well, he may be 'extreme,' but he's not phenomenal like my man Swinger over there!"
-The bell rings and El Pablo and Swinger just stand there for a few moments talking smack to each other. All of a sudden, Swinger nails El Pablo with a kick to the gut and starts hammering away with right hands. Swinger whips El Pablo off the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but El Pablo ducks, bounces off the ropes on the other side and nails Swinger with a spinning wheel kick. Both men rise to their feet and lock up. After a brief struggle, Swinger ducks behind El Pablo and grabs the champion in a side headlock. El Pablo fights it off with a few fists to the midsection and shoves Swinger off into the ropes, nailing him on the rebound with a standing cross-body. El Pablo nails Swinger with a few shots to the head before sliding out of the ring and reaching under the apron for weapons-
DANIELS: "El Pablo bringing out the hardware already here!"
-El Pablo pulls out a couple of garbage cans and tosses them into the ring, followed by a stop sign and some cookie sheets. El Pablo slides back into the ring and nails Swinger with a cookie sheet as he tries to get back to his feet. He then drags Swinger to the corner and sits him up, before picking up one of the garbage cans and wedging it in the corner in front of Swinger's face. El Pablo turns and walks over to the other corner pumping up the crowd. He pauses for a second, then charges forwards, but Swinger explodes out of the corner and nails El Pablo right between the eyes with the can-
DANIELS: "MY GOD DID YOU HEAR THAT!? What a shot by Swinger on the champion!"
MASTERS: "That'll teach him for bringing things like that into the ring in the first place!"
-With El Pablo down, Swinger ducks out of the ring to try and get his breath back. Swinger then goes under the ring himself and pulls out a steel chair. He takes it back into the ring and waits for El Pablo to get back to his feet, before driving the chair into his ribs and then smashing it across his spine. Swinger throws the chair to one side and smirks at the crowd as the boos start ringing round the arena. He picks El Pablo up and hits a snap suplex, before going for an early cover attempt...-
ONE..
T-*kick out*
DANIELS: "Not even close!"
-Swinger glares at the referee before picking El Pablo up and throwing him over the top rope and onto the outside. As El Pablo staggers back to his feet Swinger bounces off the ropes and hits a suicide dive to the outside. Swinger takes a moment to recover, then gets up and lifts El Pablo to his feet. Swinger attempts an Irish whip into the ring steps, but El Pablo counters, sending Swinger's spine crashing into the steel. El Pablo drags himself up onto the ring apron, and as Swinger rises to his feet the champion runs forward and nails Swinger with a front-flip takedown of his own. El Pablo lifts Swinger to his feet and smashes his forehead into the barrier, leaving Swinger hanging halfway into the crowd. El Pablo hops up onto the apron and gestures to the crowd to move well away, before leaping forwards and hitting a leg drop across the back of Swinger's head, sending both men out into the crowd. El Pablo crawls over to Swinger and goes for the pin-
ONE..
TWO..
*kick out*
-El Pablo hauls himself up and climbs back over the barrier. He goes under the ring again and pulls out another chair. He turns and nails Swinger in the head with it as the challenger attempts to climb over the barrier, sending him right back down. El Pablo then sets the chair up in the middle of the floor and heads over to the far turnbuckle. He waits for Swinger to start hauling himself up again, and charges forwards, stepping up off the chair and over the barrier, taking Swinger back down again with a body block-
DANIELS: "Beautiful move there by El Pablo!"
-El Pablo picks Swinger up and drags him through the crowd, hitting him with occasional shots to the head or gut to keep him from breaking free. Eventually they reach one of the entrances. El Pablo goes to irish whip Swinger into the closed door, but Swinger counters, nailing El Pablo in the stomach and ramming him head-first into the side wall, before escaping through the door to try and buy himself some time-
DANIELS: "Swinger making his escape here, perhaps he's decided to retire even earlier?"
MASTERS: "Not a chance! This is all about strategy Daniels!"
-El Pablo clambers to his feet and gives chase, walking down the corridor in search of his opponent. As he turns a corner he's met with a billow of smoke, temporarily blinding him. As El Pablo tries to clear his eyes out Swinger bursts out of the smoke and nails the champion in the head with a fire extinguisher-
MASTERS: "HAHA! What did I tell you Daniels? Fantastic strategy there by the phenomenal one!"
-Swinger drops to his knees and makes another pin attempt-
ONE..
TWO..
*Kick out*
DANIELS: "Near fall there from Swinger."
MASTERS: "That was a slow count! Referee!"
-Swinger picks El Pablo up and drags him over to a buffet table. Swinger whips El Pablo head-first, sending him crashing over the table, through all the plates of food and down off the other end. Swinger moves the table out and sets El Pablo up for a suplex, but El Pablo counters, whipping Swingers legs out from under him and hitting a double leg drop to the midsection. El Pablo stands up and heads a little further down the corridor to where a ladder is set up next to the wall. He moves the ladder out into the middle of the corridor and heads back to where Swinger is staggering back to his feet. El Pablo nails Swinger in the head and leads him nearer to the ladder. El Pablo attempts to irish whip Swinger into the ladder, but Swinger counters. However, instead of crashing into the ladder, El Pablo leaps up onto it and nails a sunset flip on the onrushing Swinger-
ONE..
TW-*kick out*
-El Pablo stomps on Swinger and lifts him back to his feet, but as he does so Swinger nails him with a low blow. Swinger moves to the other side of the ladder, and attempts to push it over on top of El Pablo, but the champion rolls out of the way just in time. Swinger goes over to another buffet table and grabs a metal plate of mini-quiches. He takes a bite of one before picking the plate up and smashing El Pablo in the head. Swinger lays El Pablo down face-up on the ladder and climbs up onto the table. Swinger performs a moonsault, but hits nothing but ladder as El Pablo rolls out of the way-
DANIELS: "Ooh, nobody home!"
-As Swinger lays sprawled over the ladder El Pablo staggers back to his feet and nails Swinger in the back of the head with another metal plate. El Pablo rests the plate against Swinger's head and climbs up onto the table, before leaping off and landing a leg-drop, sandwiching Swinger between the ladder and the plate-
DANIELS: "And the Five Star Superstar shows The Phenomenal One how it's done!"
-However, the move hurts El Pablo as well, making him unable to take advantage and go for the pin. Instead, when El Pablo makes it back to his feet he grabs Swinger and drags him round another corner towards the parking lot. El Pablo stands Swinger up and whips him into the big metal garage door, which starts to open upon impact. With Swinger lying prone on the ground El Pablo uses the opportunity to take a breather while waiting for the door to raise. El Pablo picks Swinger up again and leads him out into the parking lot-
DANIELS: "Looks like we're taking things outside now! Perhaps El Pablo's gonna call Swinger a cab?"
MASTERS: "Don't be stupid Daniels! Swinger obviously just wants to get his title and go, he's probably got other stuff to do, he's a busy man!"
DANIELS: "I don't think Swinger even knows who he is right now, let alone what he wants!"
-El Pablo nails Swinger with a few left hands, before setting him up for a suplex. However, Swinger somehow manages to fight back, and backdrops El Pablo into a load of bushes. Swinger collapses to the floor, trying to get his breath back-
MASTERS: "YES! This is it now, Swinger's gonna be the new champion!"
-After a good few moments, both men start staggering back to their feet. Swinger wades into the bushes after El Pablo, but gets caught with an elbow to the ribs, taking him down to his knees. El Pablo turns round and climbs up onto a wall bordering the bushes, and as Swinger gets up again he leaps off and nails him with a diving clothesline, sending both men crashing into the same bush El Pablo was back dropped into moments earlier. El Pablo clambers out onto the asphalt and gets up, his arms covered in cuts from the branches. He brushes himself down and heads over to two large dumpsters stood side by side, with various broken crates and bits of wood lying around them. El Pablo opens one of the dumpsters and throws a few bits of debris inside before heading back over to the bushes with a 2x4 in his hand-
DANIELS: "El Pablo's obviously got something big in mind here."
MASTERS: "Get up Swinger!"
-El Pablo beats Swinger in the back with the wood a few times before throwing it away and dragging Swinger over to the dumpsters. He rams Swinger into the closed dumpster before hoisting him up on top of it. El Pablo climbs up afterwards and raises Swinger up onto his feet, before kicking him in the stomach and executing a sunset-flip powerbomb, driving Swinger down into the open dumpster. El Pablo then climbs back onto the lid of the closed dumpster, gestures, and hits the Pablo Splash on Swinger-
ONE..
TWO..
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!
TOWERS: "Here is your winner, and STILL CZW X-Division Champion.. EL PABLO!!!"
SINGLES MATCH (Non-Title) *****-----***** Daniels: What an amazing Overdrive it’s been so far and it’s just going to get better folks. Cage Stryker the X Division Champion takes on Next Generation member Rob Wright. Masters: Rob Wright looks to not only prove he’s more than worthy to take on Brian Blaze again for the T.V. Title he may even be looking to get his foot in the X Division door as he could get a big win here over Stryker. And if anyone can do it, it’s Rob Wright. Daniels: We’ll find out soon enough let’s go to Jessica for the introductions. In The End by Linkin Park starts playing as the crowd begins to boo as Rob Wright walks out onto the stage. Jessica: Making his way to the ring, he is from Springfield Massachusetts. He is The Real Deal Rob Wright. Daniels: Rob Wright is in the ring and these fans are giving him what’s on there mind. Masters: Do you think Rob Wright cares what these people think. He’s only out here for one reason to beat Cage Stryker. The Pretender by the Foo Fighters then begins to play as the fans become unglued from there seats as Cage Stryker is on the stage and the fans start chanting his name. Daniels: The X Division Champion is here and Cage Stryker is ready to take on Rob Wright. Masters: Stryker is having a nice run as the X Division Champion however he is facing Rob Wright tonight we’ll just see if he can keep this roll going. Daniels: Indeed we will Masters as the bell rings and we are under way. Cage and Rob are now circling the ring as they tie up. Rob Wright applies a headlock as Cage then starts walking backwards and now breaks free sending Rob into the far ropes. Cage now bounces off the ropes himself as he hits Rob with a spear. Rob now rolling out of the ring as Cage gets up and the fans are cheering. Masters: A good start for Cage however, I like what Rob is doing going outside and regrouping. didn’t expect that spear so he’s just regaining his composure. Rob Wright now back in the ring as he and Cage tie up. Cage now gets a headlock in as Rob Wright now sends Cage into the ropes. Rob now charges with a close line but Cage ducks. Rob turns around and is hit with a dropkick. Rob and Cage both quick to there feet as Cage hits another drop kick. Rob quick to his feet one more time as Cage lifts Rob up and drops him with a spine buster. Daniels: Cover from Cage 1.….2..no Rob Wright gets the shoulder up. Cage now going to pick Rob up and he is poked in the eye by Rob. Masters: Beautiful I love it. Rob using one of the oldest tricks in the book to not only catch his breath but now quite possibly take advantage in this match. Daniels: Cage’s hot start definitely came to an abrupt end as Rob hooks in a full nelson. He then lifts Cage up and slams him to the mat. Rob now follows up with a leg drop and goes for a cover. Here it is 1...2.…no Cage gets the shoulder up. Masters: Rob now picks Cage up as he sends him off the ropes. Cage now comes back into a big close line from Rob Wright. Rob Wright is now letting these fans now exactly how is in control of this match this is awesome. Daniels: Perhaps he’s wasting too much time taunting these people and should be following up on that close line. Now Cage is up on his feet as Rob notices kick to the gut and a DDT from Rob. Masters: Rob is in complete control as he’s on the top rope this could be the Wright Flight and no Rob then jumps down from the top rope. Toying with these people and Cage I love it. Daniels: Rob could’ve hit the Wright Flight right there and ended this as Cage is up and Rob now has a Sleeper hold locked in. Cage is trying to fight it but you can see the life fade from his eyes. Masters: This is amazing why pin him when you can knock him out this is great. Here we go the referee raises one arm up and it falls to the mat. He raises the arm up a second time and it falls to the mat. Rob has this one in the bag no way Cage is getting out of this. Daniels: Raises his arm up the third time and no Cage keeps his hand in the air as the fans start chanting his name and Cage is starting to show some life. Cage is now on his feet but Rob still has him in a headlock as Cage starts delivering some elbows to the midsection of Rob Wright. Three more elbows and Cage is finally free Cage now bounces off the ropes and charges at Rob who hits Cage with a huge Power slam. Masters: No fooling around this time as he goes for the cover 1...2...no Cage gets the shoulder up. Daniels: Rob now picking Cage up and he could be going for the Wright Stuff as now Cage turns it into a back body drop. Rob is quick to his feet as he goes for a close line but Cage sidesteps and grabs Rob’s arm and this him with a Russian Leg Sweep. Rob is again quick to his feet as is Cage as Rob now charges one more time. And, Rob runs right into a super kick from Cage. Rob is down and 1...2...no Cage can’t win it as Rob kicks out. Masters: Cage is slowly building more momentum as Rob is still down and Cage is on his feet. Cage now climbs to the top rope as he perched on the top rope waiting for Rob to get up. Rob is finally on his feet as Cage goes fro a diving spear as ROB REVERSES IT INTO A DDT! What a reversal. Daniels: Rob is now climbing to the top rope as this could be the Wright Flight. Here we go Rob taunts for the people as he takes off and NO ONES HOME! Cage moves out of the way as Rob is now clutching his ribs. Cage is up as Rob is slow to his feet. Cage now grabs Rob and hits him with a Dangerous DDT. Cage isn’t done though he picks Rob and there it is Stryker Driver! Masters: Cover 1.…2.…3! You could count to a million no one kicks out of the Stryker Driver. The bell rings as The Pretender plays and that fans begin to cheer. Jessica: Here is your winner Cage Stryker! Daniels: There you have it Cage Stryker has won this hard fought match with Rob Wright. Wait what’s this? Let me Entertain You starts to play as Rob is still in the ring but he is obviously hurt as the referee has helped him to his feet. Daniels: That sounds like the entrance song of our T.V. Champion and there he is. Masters: The new look T.V. Champion and he is obviously just here to congratulate Cage. Cage walks right by Blaze as Cage goes to the back as Blaze then makes his way to the ring. Blaze is now in the ring as the referee is pleading with Brian not to do anything as he still has Rob up. Blaze then pushes the referee down and hits Rob Wright with a Blaze of Glory in the middle of the ring. Daniels: What the hell is Blaze doing he just hit Rob with a Blaze of Glory. Masters: Think off all the pity cheap shots form behind Rob Wright has done to Brian. This is merely payback except he didn’t have to attack Rob from behind he attacked him straight up. Daniels: Yeah an injured Rob Wright. CZW is going to a commercial break as this Rob Wright Brian Blaze saga appears to be far from over. *****-----*****
"The scene Cuts back stage. A lady has a mic in here hand, behind her is a rough looking Puerto Rican.
MH: I been watching CZW for a long time. Some may say I been watching really close. That's what a agent does and that is what I am, my name is martina hernandez. I here to bring some the best top talent from around the around. That why I brought the most violent wrestler from puerto rico. Chino! Deathmatches yeah he done them. I also see that two former Japan Deathmatch wrestler are here in CZW, CTT. Now Razor and Blade I'm here to talk to you. Join me and that tag team shot your shooting for will happen. Sign with me and you two plus Chino would make me tons of cash,wins, and titles. What do you say?
"The scene cuts off."
Daniels: Interesting there, maybe this guy is the new talent Jesse Montana was talking about, and it looks like he will be making it onto Overdrive.
Masters: Maybe so, and yes, I am sure he is one of many new talents Jesse Montana has masterfully recruited.
Daniels: Well as we just heard, it was new talent scout, Martina Hernandez who found this guy, this Puerto Rican.
Masters: Yes but who do you think recruited Martina here, huh? You mongrel.
Daniels: Wow, I’m sorry William, bah God. Anyway, up next, we have the Tag Champs in action, we’ll be right back!
TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM MATCH (Non-Title) *****-----***** Tag Team action is upon the arena. The Cut Throat Thrillers are showing that they have what it takes to make it to the big leagues. They emerge from the back to the tune of “One” by Metallica. Both men – Razor and Blade – take to the squared circle. Total Mayhem are soon to follow, coming out from the back to their entrance song “Born In A Burial Gown”. William Masters: “There’s a lot of teams that want shots at the Tag Team titles.” Jarred Daniels: “That’s true. Look at all the teams that partook in that Steel Asylum match a few weeks back.” William Masters: “This’ll be a good test for the champions tonight in this non-title bout.” Jarred Daniels: “Well, this should be a great test of tag team competition. The match is scheduled for a first pin-fall or submission, but because of the number of competitors in the match – this will be a difficult task.” William Masters: “It’s a huge mountain for these guys to climb.” Jarred Daniels: “Rules to the match are relatively simple. Two men will start the match. Those not the legal participants in the match will be at their own respective corner. Any competitor can tag in another as long as it is not the partner of their opponent. With this stipulation, this match could prove to be quite interesting.” The Cut Throat Thrillers pose in a corner – basically staring down both brothers of Total Mayhem. However, as soon as Idolized’s music hits the sound system, both of these teams direct their attention to the stage. The CZW Tag Team Champions make their appearance and make with haste to the ring. The titles are handed off by the referee to a ring-hand and questions arise as to who will start the match. When a decision is made, all competitors go to their respective corners leaving Evan Tyler of Idolized and Blade of the Cut Throat Thrillers in the ring to start. Jarred Daniels: “The Cut Throat Thrillers have been wanting to make an impact here in CZW since their arrival. These guys look good in the ring and want desperately to have another shot at those titles.” Locking up with a collar and elbow tie-up, both men jockey for position. Tyler goes for the advantage, stepping through with an arm wrench – but quickly receiving a back elbow to the jaw. Tyler stumbles and allows Blade to snap mare him over. Like a blade, Blade snaps off a sharp kick to the back of Tyler’s head; and then, as the Tag Team Champion begins to buckle, Blade flips forward with a hand full of hair, executing a nice neck snap. William Masters: “Blade with a quick tag into his partner Razor!” With Tyler reaching a knee, Blade tags out and rolls to the apron, allowing Razor to springboard into the ring and land a perfect clothesline onto the Tag Team Champion! Hooking the outside leg, Razor applies a cover, but Ezra Mayhem quickly breaks the pin – stomping directly into the back of Razor’s head! Jarred Daniels: “The official is directing Ezra out of the ring and Razor’s landing repeated fists into Tyler’s brow. NO! Wait! Here we go. Tyler’s fighting up to a vertical base and LOOK THERE! Irish whip by Tyler and Razor is sent into Jakob Mayhem’s corner. Tyler follows and there’s a splash! NO! Razor moves and Tyler slams into the corner turnbuckle!” Tyler strikes the turnbuckle hard and Jakob Mayhem tags himself into the match. When Razor returns his attention to Tyler, he watches as the Tag Team Champion rolls out onto the apron and is oblivious to the large man who stalks him. One huge clubbing forearm shot rattles Razor and Jakob sends his opponent hurling to the ropes! Jakob follows close and Razor is caught! Jarred Daniels: “HUGE POWERSLAM!” Jakob applies the lateral press: One. TWO! From out of nowhere, Riley comes into the ring – driving the point of his elbow into Jakob’s skull. The count is broken! Riley and Razor appear to join forces and send Jakob off to the ropes. Upon his return, both Riley and Razor strike with drop-kicks. Jakob is taken off of his feet and the official forces Riley back to his corner considering he is not the legal man. As the referee forces him backwards, Riley snatches a hold of Razor and drags him with. One huge haymaker lays Razor out and Riley steps out to the ring apron. William Masters: “Riley’s tagging himself in! Razor looks out cold.” Jarred Daniels: “Riley takes Jakob with that side headlock. Riley grinds his forearm against the side of Jakob’s head and—NO! Jakob pushes Riley off and into the ropes. Jakob with a huge boot! Riley ducks and slides beneath!” William Masters: “Jakob is trying to trample Riley! Clothesline thrown and Riley ducks beneath that too!” Alas – Jakob stops Riley and drives a huge boot into Riley’s stomach. Applying a standing head-scissors, Jakob pulls Riley up for a power-bomb. He wiggles and BREAKS FREE! Riley slips behind and Jakob’s face is overtaken with frustration and aggravation! When he turns, Riley tags in Blade once again and ducks out of the ring. Jarred Daniels: “Nice move by Riley! Bad luck for Blade! Jakob has just taken a hold of Blade and pulled him into the ring. Sidewalk Slam!” Jakob hooks the outside leg and rolls Blade up! One. TWO! Idolized – together – break up the pin count and then return to their corners. No problem! Jakob slams the back of Blade’s head into the canvas hard and then begins to drag him upwards by the hair. COUNTER! Blade drops down and scores with a jawbreaker! Jakob back pedals after the shot and Blade goes in for the kill. He pulls Jakob up onto his shoulders, struggling a bit under Jakob’s weight, and goes for the Bong Hit! The weight forces Blade to stagger and Jakob extends a hand to his partner. TAG! Jarred Daniels: “The Bong Hit! Blade just drove Jakob’s head into the canvas and he’s got the cover! The official saw the tag out to Ezra and he’s not making the count!” Blade is confused and begins to argue with the official. He demands the count be made and is unbeknownst to Ezra’s tag. Quickly, Ezra turns Blade around and sends a high knee lift into his abdomen! One huge scoop slam levels Blade and Ezra follows with a perfectly placed knee drop across Blade’s brow. Jarred Daniels: “Blade’s busted open after that shot and Ezra’s continuing the slaughter. He’s pulling Blade up to his feet and—ANOTHER JAWBREAKER—NO! Ezra drives a solid boot into his gut and THERE’S THE CRASH LANDING!!!!” William Masters: “Pin him! What the Hell is he doing?!?!” After the execution of The Crash Landing, Ezra does not go for the pin. Instead, he drags Blade over to Riley’s corner and demands that the Tag Team Champion tag in. Words are exchanged and finally Riley tags into the match. Ezra demands him the first shot. No hesitation is given and Riley drives a huge forearm into Ezra’s face! NOTHING! Ezra responds with a growl and storms forward, sending a forearm of his own! Jarred Daniels: “—Riley is sly as ever! He sidesteps and then takes Ezra into that three-quarters face lock. Wait! What?!? Riley up and kicks out Razor in the corner and there’s Sliced Bread #2! Riley with the pin!” One. TWO! Ezra kicks out! Fans rally behind Riley as he guides Ezra to Tyler. Riley tags in Tyler and sets Ezra up for a Russian Leg Sweep. Tyler ascends the top turnbuckle and soars! Tyler lands a missile drop kick into Ezra’s face as Riley executes the Russian Leg Sweep. Riley maintains control and rolls to the side, maintaining the Russian Leg Sweep position. Tyler to his feet and lands another drop-kick, assisting in Riley’s leg sweep! Riley maintains the hold again, but – in assisting Ezra up – Riley sets his opponent up for the Limo Wreck. Everyone sees the move telegraphed and this is when chaos breaks loose! Jarred Daniels: “Jakob strikes from behind! Ezra is released, but falls out of the ring. Riley tries to guard against the other Mayhem brother, but here come the Cut Throat Thrillers! Tyler’s helpless as Blade takes him up with an Argentine Backbreaker rack.” Razor then completes the double team by taking hold of Tyler’s head and executing a neckbreaker from Blade’s shoulder! As soon as this move is performed, Jakob tears at Riley’s face. The blinding attempt is rendered null and void as Riley resists and takes Jakob a hold with a front face lock! Spinning off the middle rope, Riley drives Jakob head first with a Tornado DDT! William Masters: “Blade and Razor now turn their attention to Riley!” Jarred Daniels: “Blade and Razor unite! Clothesli—NO! Riley lands a double drop-kick. Blade’s up and a Shining Wizard for his troubles! Razor doesn’t want to be in the same situation. He’s got Riley in that rear waist lock! Riley with a back elbow. NO! Razor blocks and hauls him overhead! NO! Riley hooks the leg and HE DUCKS! Tyler out of nowhere, springing up and off Riley’s back and HURRICANRANA!!!” William Masters: “The official has just given up on reorganizing this match. This is basically a free for all now.” Razor is down again, but Total Mayhem are collectively coming back. Idolized are ready for them though. Jakob matches up with Riley and Ezra locks up with Tyler. All four go to war with each other, exchanging a sequence of punches and kicks that rival all witnessed so far tonight. Both members of Idolized are suddenly whipped to the ropes. Tyler scores with a spinning heel kick on Ezra, but Jakob capitalizes with a back body drop that sends Riley hurling from the ring and through the timekeeper’s table on the outside! William Masters: “Tyler and Jakob now take to each other. Looks to me like Riley’s out on the outside, but here comes Blade once more! WOAH! Tyler and Jakob both level one half of the Cut Throat Thrillers and there’s a double team hip-toss! Blade is ousted from the ring!” Jarred Daniels: Hang on a second, I see someone making it down the ramp…is that…That is that Puerto Rican guy we just heard of a few minutes ago, William. William Masters: Damn right it is, and with him is Martina, I wonder what his business is here. Jarred Daniels: Well I think I know, as you heard, Martina was the one who recruited Razor and Blaze to CZW, you think they may be a start if a new force here in CZW?! William Masters: How the hell should I know, I didn’t even know this Martina existed before today. Jarred Daniels: My God, well this isn’t fair! Not fair at all, that big Puerto Rican, Chino I think his name was, he just took Kyle Riley out with a big clothesline! William Masters: This guy looks impressive. Jarred Daniels: “And now look…Here comes the other half of the Cut Throat Thrillers and—MY GOD! Super-kick on Tyler and he is just sent out of the ring! Razor’s caught Jakob by surprise and IT’S OVER! LITERALLY!” The execution of the finishing maneuver allows Razor to cradle Jakob for the pin! One. TWO! No one is there to make the save! THREE! Jarred Daniels: “What an impact!? What a match for The Cut Throat Thrillers to win. They just beat the current and former Tag Team Champions!” William Masters: Yes another great win by this pairing, and they seem to have come a long way in the last month here in CZW, possibly enough to be CZW Tag team Champions. Jarred Daniels: I think they have truly proved, they are worthy of a shot. OH WAIT-That big Chino guy is into the ring, and Razor and Blade have stopped celebrating. Looks like Martina is entering the ring as well. William Masters: That is no place for a business lady to be. Jarred Daniels: I don’t think she needs to worry William, these guys look to be together. Razor and Blade not only win this match, it looks like they have formed some kind of alliance with this mysterious new comer, this big Puerto Rican, and our new talent scout, Martina Hernandez. William Masters: Impressive…Oh Wait…Not this again, and again after a Tag team bout here on Overdrive… Flashing of interference comes up on the Combat Tron as once again, the Tag team competitors look on in confusion. William Masters: The video we saw last week was creepy, Jarred, I’m not sure I can withstand another one. Jarred Daniels: And as the Tag Champs make their way up the ramp, as do Total Mayhem, they stop as this mystifying video plays again, even CTT and the new alliance seem to be peering at the combat tron now.
The scene fades with all tag teams mesmerized by the video, even the commentators as the scene fades to commercials. *****-----***** ‘Montana and Jackal - ATTACKER UNMASKED!’ *****-----*****
'For Whom the Bell Tolls' by Metallica begins to play as there is a unanimous sound of boos to welcome the arrival of Overdrive GM Jesse Montana to the arena. The boos get louder accompanied by chants of 'You Suck' as Jesse Montana appears on the stage, dressed in a smart black suit and holding a CZW microphone.
Masters: I get ever more besmirched when I hear the dreadful reception our supposed fans give to this man. He is a man who should be respected... he is our General Manager. Stand up Jarred!
Daniels: I'm fine sitting down thanks William, and can you blame these fans... respect is a two way thing. And Jesse never shows these fans any respect.
Masters: You're wrong William. Jesse doesn't need to respect these fans, there is a social hierarchy here and you would do good to remember that. Jesse is an important, clever and very talented man... these fans, much like you, are a bunch of peasants.
Daniels: You're full of crap William... anyway, our BOSS is about to speak!
Montana: Yea...yea, I know... I’m used to meeting people who are jealous of my accomplishments, so you people are no different.
The fans boos get ever louder as Jesse smiles arrogantly, chewing on his chewing gum.
Montana: I mean come on... I'm a 27 year old billionaire, I can have everything I ever wanted, I can get any woman I want...and you people... well... your Canadian.
'Jesse sucks... Jesse sucks...'
Montana: I didn't mean anything against Canada. I mean Canada... it truly is a beautiful country, it's just the people in it that suck. Its a real waste that such a country has to be soiled by millions upon millions of retarded, foul smelling excuses for human beings. How does it feel to know that us Americans hate you and yet you still have to spend your hard earned money to watch us. And why... because the most entertaining things to come from Canada in the last decade are Due South and 'MR ENTERTAINMENT... Brian Blaze. I mean if Brian Blaze is entertaining to you guys then you need help. And that is where I come in...
'Jesse sucks.... Jesse sucks...'
Masters: Look at this, these stupid people are still booing Jesse when he is offering them proper entertainment.
Daniels: Well there is nothing wrong with Due South, I used to watch it. And for that matter I find Brian Blaze to be very entertaining too... he is a great Television champion, Montana's comments are completely uncalled for.
Montana: And what could be more enterrrrrrtaining than finding out first hand just who was the animal responsible for running down Karl Jackson at Road to Glory 2. Most probably the same person who then smashed into his vehicle at No Remorse 2.
The fans begin to quite down, despite there hatred for Jesse Montana, they are intrigued as to the unmasking of the Jackal's assailant.
Montana: Truth be told I really wanted to do this on American soil but through respect for my good friend Karl Jackson, I didn't want to make him wait. So here I am having to make one of the biggest announcements of the year... in Canada.
Masters: It's time Jarred... Jesse and his very expensive team of private investigators have been working on this for nearly two months. Finally we find out the scoundrel responsible for the attacks on poor Karl Jackson.
Daniels: And I wonder who they have uncovered as the culprit... I wouldn't like to be that person. Can you imagine what Karl Jackson and Jesse Montana would have in store for them!
Masters: Are you getting nervous Jarred?
Daniels: Please William... not this again.
Suddenly 'Path' by Apocalyptica begins to play as Karl Jackson appears on the stage. He is dressed in a pair of black jogging pants and a 'Tap out or Pass out' T-shirt. His right arm is still in a sling, his broken collar bone healing nicely. His eyes are focused on the ring, a serious look on his face. In the ring Jesse Montana has a forced smile, as he claps the arrival of Karl Jackson. The crowds reaction is a mixed one...
Masters: He's here, he wants to hear first hand who did this to him.
As the Jackal carefully enters the ring he is met by Jesse who is whispering something to him. He pats the Jackal on the shoulder and the Jackal nods, shaking hands with the Overdrive manager.
Montana: Ladies and Gentleman... KARL JACCCCCCKSONNNN!!!!
The fans reaction is once again mixed, although the boos are outweighing the cheers.
Montana: Don't worry about them... we are in Canada remember...
Jackson: I'm not worrying about these people, they can boo me all they want. It's not really important to me right now.
Montana: Yeah... anyway...
Jesse lowers the microphone to speak to the Jackal more privately... he whispers something to the Jackal once more. The Jackal smiles and nods before then coming and looking Jesse Montana in the eyes with a serious look once more.
Jackson: I know you said I should stay in the back where I am safe, but there is no way I am going to sit in the back and miss finding out the son of a bitch responsible for nearly ending my career... not to mention then trying to have me killed off last week. I want to be right here in this ring alongside you so I can hear first hand!
Montana nods and smiles...
Montana: I can understand that Jacko. And as I promised I have been working hard behind the scenes, I have hired private investigators, I have spoke to security, I have had Matt Covey intimidate people and last week after what I saw... I went to the hospital... hey I saw this nurse, she was real hot.
The Jackal paces up and down as he awaits finding out who it was responsible for the attacks.
Montana: Yeah this nurse, her name was Mary-Anne... she had the softest blonde hair, a nice smile. Real cute Jacko I'm telling ya.
The Jackal leans on the ropes gritting his teeth...
Montana: Anyway... you know me. I asked for her number, turns out she recognized me... so it was no worries getting her to meet me for a...
The Jackal smacks the top rope with his good arm and then gets right up to Jesse's face, his own face reddened with seeming annoyance.
Jackson: CAN WE JUST GET ON WITH IT!!!!!
Jesse gulps and nods, falling backwards slightly as he appears to jump at the Jackal's raised tone....
Montana: Sorry Jacko...
Jesse pats Jackal on his shoulder, but unfortunately the damaged one... the Jackal screams in agony as he grabs the top rope hard... trying to withstand the pain and maybe also... trying to hold in his anger!
The fans laugh at Montana's mistake... as does Jarred before he notices an angry William Masters staring at him.
Montana: Oh hell! Sorry again Jacko... errr.... what’s wrong with you guys in the back... get that footage rolling you bunch of idiots!!!
The footage begins rolling on the Combat-tron. It firstly shows the Jackal walking inside an underground parking lot and then the headlights of a car inside, a few yards from the unsuspecting Jackal...
Masters: This must be at Road to Glory 2, this is it... the night of the attack.
Daniels: There's something not quite right here William.
Masters: Shut up Jarred... that’s Road to Glory 2.
Daniels: But at Road to Glory the Jackal came out of a side...
Masters: Just watch the footage Jarred and keep your mouth shut.
The car then speeds forward and a camera view to the side shows a blurry view of the person inside the car before there is a smashing noise... although it happens off camera.
The footage then repeats the blurry view of the person inside the car, but in slow motion. As the car drives past there is a very poor picture of a person with long red hair and the top half of the persons torso.
As the footage paused the fans are silenced as the Jackal is watching the Combat-tron, his cold blue eyes fixated and his bottom lip trembling. Jesse Montana walks up to the Jackal...
Montana: So you see we have the person responsible. That long red hair is unmistakable. The motive was revenge Jackal... after you broke her ankle. Not only that but there were also and are benefits to her beloved Ace King. Take out the Jackal and you take out his biggest threat to his newly acquired World Championship. It wasn't Ace King that ran you down Jacko... it was Ruth... but you can bet Ace was behind it!!!
Daniels: That is ridiculous... Ruth was still nursing a severely broken ankle at that time. This whole thing is a damn set up!
Masters: The evidence is there in front of us Jarred. Look at the Combat-tron. That is clearly Ruth!!!
Daniels: It's not clear at all, from what I can see Ruth must have gained a few pounds if that is her.
The fans remain silenced as the Jackal looks at the floor and begins shaking. As he looks up his eyes are red and his face snarling, a look of total rage.
Montana: I'm sorry Jacko... I reckon its a fair bet that she and Ace were behind the whole hospital thing too. Next week I am going to have an interview with Ruth on my show, and we will have Ace King in too. We can hear what that mongrel has to say about all of this.
Jesse Montana looks at the Jackal and gently places his hand on his friends shoulder before exiting the ring... leaving the Jackal alone. As Jesse leaves to a stunned crowd the Jackal leans on the ropes and looks towards a camera at ringside. His cold, piercing eyes staring through the lens.
Jackson: So it was you Ruth... you tried to take me out... not once, not twice but three times.
The Jackal looks at the floor and shakes his head before looking back at the camera.
Jackson: I want you to consider something very closely... and I want my words to ring in your ears for the rest of your days. When I broke your ankle, it was simply that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. You put yourself in my way and I had to do what I did... even though I didn't really want to. Now... you are responsible for running me down like a dog. I don't know whether you thought of all this yourself... I doubt it. But you must realize, I will find you... and when I do, I won't be snapping your ankle... I'll be.... I'll be.....
The Jackal pauses for a moment and then looks back at the camera smiling.
Jackson: I'm not going to do a damn thing to you. One thing I have realized is that I was out of control, beating up on women, breaking your ankle... I realized as I lay in my hospital bed that beating up women is no longer my thing. But I will get my revenge and I will tell you how.
Masters: He is going to do... Nothing???
Daniels: I think he has more to say William.
Jackson: Soon I will be better, my collar bone will heal... my skull fracture already has. When I am back to one hundred percent I will be going to my new home on Unleashed and I will dominate just like I did before... more so than I did before. But what should concern you Ruth is what I am going to do to you. I am going to take everything from you... your money, your lifestyle... everything you have. And I can do that by doing one simple thing... I'm going to take away the money maker of your little family... the World Heavyweight Champion Ace King.
The fans cheer at hearing the name of Ace King.
Jackson: Ace... I believe you are behind what Ruth did, she doesn't have the brains to think it all up on her own. But whether you are or you're not, you will be the sacrificial lamb for all this. I don't care about your title Ace, its more than a championship. But I promise... when I am done with you there will be no way you will be defending that championship, you won't be fit to. Now I know who was responsible, the days of me hiding behind security are over... I've become the hunter! Ace King... in an undisclosed amount of time from this day, as you drink your food through a straw and sit in a wheel chair... I want you to remember one thing. The Jackal did not do this to you... your own precious girlfriend did!
'Path' by Apocalyptica begins to play as the Jackal walks out to a silenced crowd.
Daniels: I'm not sure about any of this, I smell a real big rat here.
Masters: That'll be your feet Jarred.
Daniels: I just don't believe that Ruth and Ace were responsible, we all know that Montana is an evil genius and I think this reeks of set up.
Masters: Well you can think conspiracy all you want, but although Montana is a genius he is also a man with tons of integrity and if he says the footage is genuine... then it is genuine.
Daniels: Quite shocking, and even more shocking than you were taken in by this William, but nevertheless, we will hopefully hear more from this next week as Montana has promised he will get words from Ruth herself, we’ll be back shortly folks.
X DIVISION RULES MATCH *****-----***** Daniels: Welcome back folks, and if you missed what happened before the break, let me tell you exactly what transpired. Montana and Jackal moments ago revealed an unknown security tape, and on it…well…I guess we are made to believe…it was Ruth, she was the one who ran Karl over… Masters: Your bloody right Jarred, what a demented wench she really is, and I bet my house on the fact that scoundrel Ace King is behind it too. Daniels: It just all doesn’t make sense to me… Masters: Well it wouldn’t would it, you share the same IQ capacity as these bloody Canadians. Daniels: Look, just because Jesse Montana shows us all some dodgy tape does not believe I have to believe everything he says, that man has about as much integrity as a full time news Journalist! Masters: Look I am sick of discussing this topic with a half wit like you Jarred, carry on before I slap respect for our boss into you. Daniels: Fine. And I am happy to move on because up next, we have a Canadian, one who won’t like the fact people like you, William are berating him and his Country… Masters: Oh calm down and stop spreading rumors, your lies may come back to bite you on your bottom. You see, I was merely stating what these Canadians here tonight have treated a genius like Mr. Montana, Tim Timmons on the other hand is a marvelous man and a true credit to this nation. Daniels: I see, you change your tune fast William. Masters: Not at all, his nickname says it all, he is Canada’s Finest, I mean Timmons is far greater than these hoards of losers, Timmons is so great he is even in my phonebook, Jarred. Daniels: You have Tim in your phone book, what do you really need to discuss with Timmons?! Masters: We talk all the time, what? Jealous again are we, just because I am popular with these superstars and your just some pathetic little commentator who aggravates everyone. Daniels: Well I have El Pablo in my phonebook, and that is Tim’s opponent tonight, and I have first hand knowledge that EP is out for revenge after last week when Tim like a mad man attacked him and the X Division champion with a steel chair. Masters: I don’t care who you have in your scrawny phonebook Jarred, even if you have the bloody Queen of England, you’re an unpopular cretinous creature, and as far as Mr. Pablo goes, that Mexican fool better bloody make sure he doesn’t pass that dreadful swine flu onto us decent people like me and Timmons, never mind trying to get revenge. Daniels: How dare you talk about a former World Champion like that, and he is British William, I would have thought you of all people would have known that. El Pablo has beat Timmons in the past, we have seen them fight in the first ever greenhouse match in fact! This is almost a year in the making this match, and its under Extreme Rules. Masters: Timmons used to be the Hardcore Master for a reason Jarred. He is after the X title, and El Pablo is just another step in his way that Timmons will destroy here tonight, and if I was Cage Stryker, I would be holding onto that Title very tight, because Tim means business. Suddenly ‘I Stand Alone’ by Godsmack begins to play. Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is set for one fall and is an Extreme Rules Match. Our first, he weight in at 268 lbs…and hails from Toronto, Ontario CANADA… The fans react to the mention of Canada as large waves of cheers go over the arena. …Canada’s Finest…TIM TIMMONS! Tim Timmons walks out, looking slightly confused as a wave of cheers passes over the arena, mixing with masses of boos for the fellow Canadian Superstar. Timmons wastes no time as he walks down the ramp, not even acknowledging the fans on the front row, rolling into the ring waiting for his opponent.. Daniels: Well, it’s been a while since Tim has got that many cheers, but with Canada now having many guys representing them in CZW, it was to be expected. Masters: It sounds like these brain-dead people don’t know whether to cheer or boo, I wish they would just be quiet and sit down. Daniels: Well there is no chance of them being quiet here now as… ‘Rebel Rebel’ by David Bowie plays around the arena, immediately causing masses of fans to cheer and chant for El Pablo. Towers: And his opponent, weighing in at 205 lbs and hails from Portsmouth, England…The Five Star Superstar…EL PABLO! He comes storming out from the back, a steel chair in his hand as he signals to Tim who waits inside the ring, it’s going over his head. EP then blasts down the ramp slapping the hands of the fans on his way down, then makes a lap around the ring before rolling inside, Timmons keeping his distance as El Pablo climbs the ropes, posing to the fans, still with the chair in his hand. Masters: Well this is bloody unfair isn’t it Jarred, he is going to start this match with a steel chair, what a coward. Daniels: I think he has that steel chair for mind games William, it could very well be the same steel chair Timmons used to bash over El Pablo’s head last week, for no reason whatsoever may I add. Masters: He was in Tim’s way. Tim is on a mission and he can’t afford guys like El Pablo to destroy his plans. Daniels: Well he is well and truly in Tim’s way this week, if he wants to go after Cage’s X Title, he has to get through El Pablo first, who is after revenge from what it seems like. - El Pablo throws the steel chair to the outside much to the relief of Timmons as the referee goes to start the match, the fans chanting for the Five Star Superstar, even though Timmons has his Canadian fans. Daniels: This has been a year in the making folks, El Pablo, Tim Timmons, Extreme Rules! *DING DING* - As the bell rings, Tim wastes no time as he goes to lock up, however El Pablo uses his speed and awareness to quickly roll free, leaving Tim a little frustrated quickly. Tim goes for a right hand now as El Pablo does exactly the same. Tim now going a red color in his face goes to tie up for a third time, however this time El Pablo begins to kick the shins of Timmons, knocking his legs wobbly. Timmons in return goes to kick EP in the gut, however the XTC member catches Tim’s foot as he hops around, looking scared. El Pablo then sweeps his other leg, then flips over hitting a standing moonsault, landing hard on Tim’s gut. Daniels: There we see the legendary X Division star El Pablo out wrestle Tim with his immense speed and agility. Masters: Yeah, but El Pablo falling on you must only feel like a bag of feathers…GET UP TIM! Daniels: Not by the looks of this, Tim seems to be in pain holding his ribs, and EL PABLO WITH ANOTHER STANDIONG MOONSAULT! - El Pablo steps off as he leans over the ropes, raising his arm to the fans. Timmons now trying to take advantage of EP’s distraction as he stands up and runs towards him, however El Pablo has eyes in the back of his head as he ducks down, pulling the top rope down too as Timmons goes crashing over onto the outside like a bag of potatoes. Masters: That little Chihuahua, playing possum and poor Tim crashes to the outside! AHHHH!!! Daniels: And that’s not all….William, can Chihuahua’s fly?! Masters: I THINK SO…WAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!! El Pablo hit’s a vaulting body splash knocking Tim down again, as the fans now get heavily behind the Five Star Superstar. El Pablo is off celebrating once again, but comes back before Tim can find his feet. El Pablo grabs a sign off one of the fans, a big poster of a Canadian Maple Leaf. El Pablo then studies it charismatically, before wrapping it around the head of the former Hardcore Master, Tim Timmons. Timmons springs back up though showing his great toughness and both men begin to brawl, now falling over the commentary tables. Masters: Do these escaped mental patients have to bloody take this fight near us, really! Daniels: What’s wrong William, are you a little scared? Masters: Of course not, I just relax here, not only sitting next to a criminal like you Jarred, but now I have two bloody extremists risking there lives near me, well I don’t want my life getting risked for goodness sake…go on…bugger off! El Pablo crashes Tim’s head off the table, then they begin to walk around the ring a little more before Timmons like a rattlesnake with the shock of his attack, pushes El Pablo straight into the steps, hitting them so hard he literally front flips over the top step. The impact echoes around the arena, as Tim now begins to grow a smirk on his face, watching as El Pablo rolls around holding his left knee. Daniels: Yes, as we see this clip again, El Pablo went knee first into those steps, no wonder he seems to be in such pain here. Masters: Much to the happiness of Mr. Timmons. I like the way he has grown so much intensity over the past few months, being the leader of Next Generation and truly being more violent than ever. Daniels: All he has done William has attacked people from behind, but you would find that alluring wouldn’t you. Tim now places EP’s leg over the steps as he climbs up, then springs up eventually sitting down, crashing all his weight down on the weakened leg of Pablo. Timmons now like a man possessed begins to search, almost scurrying under the ring as he pulls out a shovel. Masters: My God jarred, do you have any idea why we have a shovel under the ring?! Daniels: You know what, people seem to find anything under that ring, it’s like a capsule to another dimension where you can find any weapon you want. Timmons now stalks El Pablo with a shovel, the fans almost looking shocked and scared for Pablo. Tim lifts up the weapon above his head, but EP counters as he flips his legs up and dropkicks Tim in the gut, now as he bends over, El Pablo stand back to his feet and…TORNADO DDT ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!!!! Masters: WAHHHHH!!!!! Timmons may never be the same again. Daniels: And that upsets you! The shovel drops to the ground as both men now begin to climb to there feet. El Pablo is clearly the first one up as he goes after Tim who now crawls away. El Pablo picks him up as he throws him head first into the commentary desk again. Masters: What is it with them?! Jarred, stop attracting maniacs over here. Daniels: I’m not William. Masters: Well you sure as hell are not attracting our luscious divas, you just attract these slobbering maniacs. El Pablo grabs Tim again however Tim counters with a despicable low blow, the fans casting a large sea of boos over the arena for Tim’s cowardly attack. Tim looks over the crowd, licking his lips, almost pleased by there negativity towards him. Tim then begins to rumble around the area, throwing Jessica Towers off her crowd, then slapping a cameraman before taking the large video recorder from him, lifting it up high. Daniels: My God, he can’t be thinking of hitting El Pablo with this… Masters: AHHHHH…I know…Does Tim know how much those cameras cost?! Daniels: I was thinking more on the lines that this could take EP’s head off…NO…WATCH OUT PABLO! *CRASH* Masters: WOW! There goes El Pablo’s head, like you said Jarred. Daniels: Oh MY…EL PABLO IS BUSTED OPEN HERE…THIS DOESN’T LOOK GOOD! - The fans are now chanting ‘Timmons sucks’, so many fans changing there opinion on their home country hero. Timmons throws the camera down as it smashes on the concrete floor, then lifts El Pablo up as the camera gets a perfect shot of him, his busted open head looking like a torn strawberry. Tim now begins to rip at the cut on El Pablo’s head, the sound of the XTC man screaming in pain echoing throughout the arena. Masters: This is where Tim escalates Jarred, he is a former multi time Hardcore Champion for a damn reason, El Pablo is going to find out exactly why here. He may have got the upper hand 12 months ago, but things change Jarred. Daniels: Your right, I believe we have seen a great improvement from this man in the last 12 months, however you can’t rule out the hardcore ability of El Pablo, the man who put the X Division on the map! - Timmons now helps El Pablo up, crashing a knee right into his ribs, then again, before lifting him up…AND DRIVING HIM SPINE FIRST INTO THE CORNER POST! The ring shakes as El Pablo drops to his knees, blood dripping from his head onto the floor, creating a mini puddle. Tim now runs in…BOOT TO THE FACE! Masters: That could be it, Jarred, if Tim can get El Pablo into the ring here… Daniels: WAIT…I don’t think he is even thinking about getting the pinfall here now William…OH NO…Tim has just grabbed the cable from the recording camera he used to bust El Pablo open earlier in the match. Masters: El Pablo better get away from there as quick as possible, Timmons is on a one man destruction path straight to that X Title belt, El Pablo was just in his way. The fans boo heavily as Tim now begins to wrap the wire around El Pablo’s neck. Masters: I remember this from just a few weeks back, when he tried to hang Ian Chadwick off the stage using a similar cable… Daniels: That was a truly despicable act back then, and this is no different, you can’t just choke you damn opponent! Masters: Your forgetting the fact that you CAN…and Tim WILL here, Jarred. This is Extreme Rules. Timmons now begins to pull on the cable, cutting El Pablo’s oxygen off. Through his mask, you can see his eyes going into the back of his head as the referee tries to break it up. Timmons carries on though as he grits his teeth, his eyes lighting up in pure delight. SUDDENLY…El Pablo fights back, the fans getting a little bit of belief restored back in them as El Pablo makes his way up to his feet, choking and spluttering. El Pablo gets an elbow to the ribs, and another, then a third, as the wire cable is released from around his neck, El Pablo suddenly…DIVES UP ONTO THE APRON AND SPRINBAORDS OFF THE ROPES…FLYING HEADSCISSORS AS TIMMONS GOES CRASHING OVER THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! Masters: BLOODY HELL…THAT LITTLE INSECT PLANNED THAT ATTACK ALL ALONG I BET, I WAS TRYING TO SIT HERE IN BLOODY PEACE AND THAT SQ… Daniels: Calm down William, I highly doubt he planned that out, just sit back down… Masters: That’s easy for you to say you blasted fool, you weren’t the one getting a 260 lbs man crushing your bloody spleen!!!!! Daniels: Hehehehe. El Pablo unwraps the cable from his neck now as he goes after Timmons who begins to crawl out form the announce table. El Pablo picks him up as he crashes his head off the guardrail. El Pablo then grabs another item off a fan, which happens to be a model of the legendary Loki, best friend to Special Ed. Tim walks right into El Pablo as he swings… *CRASH* Daniels: Wow, Loki just knocked Tim right out with one shot there. Masters: Can’t the bloody security do their damn jobs anymore, why have we got hooligan like fans supplying these men with weapons?! It’s all just a disgrace! Daniels: It’s all legal as you said William. Masters: I know I said that Jarred, so stop stealing my words! El Pablo now throws Tim back into the ring as he gets amazingly, the first cover of the match… 1 - - - 2 - - - 3... NO…Timmons with a late shoulder up! El Pablo now gets back up, regaining his breath as he looks around, the fans taking this time to raise their voices, cheering El Pablo on. The XTC legend wipes the blood which is dripping down his face and going into his eyes as he now begins to climb the turnbuckle. Daniels: This could be it, El Pablo is so dangerous when he climbs high and begins to fly! Masters: A silly maneuver in my opinion, can he even see with the blood in his eyes?! Daniels: MY GOD! You may be right here William, I don’t think El Pablo has seen Timmons getting up, and now Timmons out of no where quickly ascends the top rope too….THESE TWO GUYS ARE TEETERING ON THE TOP ROPE, WHO WILL FALL… MY GOD…TIMMONS WITH THE CANADIAN DRIVER OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Masters: TIMMONS HAS IT…HE HAS IT…COVER HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As much as the fans look stunned, as do the commentators, Timmons has to crawl to get the cover. The fans sit in a moment of silence as they watch Timmons crawling on his elbows to get over to El Pablo who hasn’t moved an inch since the maneuver. The fans being to make a lot of noise as they beg for EP to get up, however Timmons now within just inches reaches over… - - - - - - - TIMMONS COVERS! HE GETS A COVER! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! Masters: I can’t believe it…does he have it?! Daniels: NO! EL PABLO GETS A SHOULDER UP…UNBELIEVABLE! The arena roars with excitement as both men now lie with no signs of rising, both looking out of stamina. Timmons instead of trying to rise intelligently rolls to the outside where he manages to keep his footing while leaning on the apron. El Pablo begins to lever himself up using the ropes, the blood now staining through his mask and down his front. Masters: Where in the World is Timmons going here? Daniels: I’m not sure he knows where he is right now. Unless…OH MY…TIM WANTS TO MAKE THIS MATCH JUST A LITTLE MORE EXTREME…HE HAS A BAG OF…WELL…I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS IN THERE! Masters: We might be about to find out though! As Tim gets back into the ring with the bag, El Pablo jumps up and dropkicks him in the head before he can gets through the ropes. El Pablo then rushes up towards the top rope as he seems to have a new lot of momentum, now flying off…TOP ROPE LEG DROP!!!!! Daniels: Tim was caught good there, hanging off the ropes! And now El Pablo has possession of the bag! Masters: He pours it out…AHHHHH…SHARDS OF GLASS!!!!!!!!!! Daniels: MY GOD! Shades of their first ever Greenhouse match! The fans go hysterical as they cheer, El Pablo now pouring thousands of little pieces of broken glass around the already blood strained canvas. El Pablo lifts Timmons up again, one eye on the glass and one on Tim as he…WAIT NO… TIMMONS EXPLODES WITH A SPINEBUSTER… EL PABLO CRASHES INTO THE SHARDS OF GLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Masters: My God that little Mexican could have been carved into even smaller Mexicans! Daniels: This match is over folks. El Pablo needs EMT’s quickly, he could be losing rapid amounts of blood…and Tim covers… 1 - - - 2 - - - 3! Masters: NO…EL PABLO KICKS OUT! IS HE BLOODY INSANE?! Daniels: My God, he should have just stayed down there, this match has turned seriously dangerous. If one of those pieces of glass cuts into an artery, these men could die. Masters: Way to put a dark cloud over the match, Jarred. - The fans don’t know whether to laugh or cry, as El Pablo actually begins to rise, even though he has pieces of glass sticking from his spine. Timmons slams his fists down on the ground as he lifts El Pablo up…but El Pablo now explodes back…TWIST OF FATE! Daniels: We thought he was out of it, but he is very much back in, what a move! Masters: And if I’m not mistaken, this crazy little bastard is going to the outside again… Daniels: STEEL CHAIR! IT’S PAYBACK TIME! El Pablo climbs to the top rope with his steel chair that he brought down to the ring at the beginning of the match. Timmons lies motionless on the ground below in a sea of broken shards of glass. The fans set the place on fire as El Pablo for one last time… FLIES… AND HITS… THE STEEL ELBOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 1 - - - 2 - - - 3!!! PINFALL!!!!!!!! Towers: Here is your winner…The Five Star Superstar…EL PABLO! Daniels: Now that is what the X Division is all about. Two men going to extremes yet discovered. El Pablo has just proven that! Masters: Very true Jarred, though, regardless of winner or loser, any X-Division style match up leaves a mark on the opponents That's what makes that division one of the most exciting to be a part of. Daniels: Hey, where'd he come from? Masters: Huh! Daniels: Cage Stryker just shot past me from the crowd, and he's heading to ring! Masters: What's that in his hand? Daniels: It's a barbed wire bat! Masters: What's he doing with that? Daniels: I assume it's meant for Tim. Cage Stryker just dashed past the announce team rolling into the ring carrying a barbed wire bat. Tim Timmons is still groggy from his match up. Daniels: Timmons is not aware Cage is in the ring with him right now. Masters: Of course he's not. He's probably not even sure what city he's in right now, let alone his own name. Daniels: Cage has slipped up behind him. Masters: What's he planning on? TIM, TIM...TURN AROUND...HE'S RIGHT BEHIND YOU!! Daniels: I don't think Tim can hear you. Cage whips Tim around to face him. Tim is stunned. Without another moments hesitation Cage punches Tim in the face knocking him backwards some. Masters: That was a closed fist! Isn't there a fine or something for that!? Cage swings the bat straight at Timmons head, but he barely manages to duck it just in time. Daniels: He could have taken Tim's head off with that swing. My god, look at Cage's eyes. He's like a man possessed! A rage burns in Cage's eyes as Timmons retaliates with a punch of his own, staggering Cage causing him to lose his grip on the bat. Timmons follows up with a head butt knocking Cage down. Tim smiles wickedly as Cage lies motionless. Masters: That's more like it. Who's Cage think he is anyway, attacking someone from behind after such a hellacious fight. Daniels: In all fairness, Tim has been doing that to Cage for the last couple of weeks. Tim goes to exit the ring, but stops. With a mischievous grin, he turns back around to face the still downed Cage. Daniels: Tim is motioning for the 'Extreme Impact.' Masters: YES! YES! Tim has Cage set up. He motions once more, but before he can execute, Cage brings the bat crashing across Timmons head. Cage turns around the fire still raging in his eyes. Masters: That bastard. He was playing possum the entire time. Cage pulls Timmons back to his feet and whips his into a corner. Cage follows in with a lariat. He begins pummeling Tim in the corner with closed fists. Cage grabs Timmons and slings him to the mat. Daniels: Is Timmons... Masters: He's laughing. Tim Timmons laughs as he lies on the ground bleeding. Cage punt kicks him before lifting Tim back up. Daniels: I think the kick did it. Timmons has been silenced. Cage pushes Timmons into a corner before rolling out of the ring and grabbing a discarded chair from the previous match. He throws it in the ring and places it before taking Timmons up top and jumping off with... Daniels: It's the Cage Implant DDT onto the chair!! Masters: NO! NO! Timmons lies face down on the chair. Cage rolls out of the ring again and finds another chair. He rolls back in the ring and begins delivering multiple One Man Con Chairto's onto the unconscious Timmons. Masters: Security!! Security!! Stop the mad man!! Cage finally stops and tosses the chair out of the ring. He asks for a mic. He stands over a broken Timmons. Cage: How do you like it Tim?! How does it feel?! You keep on and keep on attacking me from behind, and I kept on ignoring it. I kept taking those beatings like a scalded dog!! Finally, I got sick of it. Sick of the disrespect...sick of the uncalled for attacks! Tim, I had no beef with you, but you just had to keep on and keep on...PISSIN me off! No more Tim, no more! I decided it was time for you to get a taste of your own medicine, but at least I had the courtesy to be face to face before I attacked! So, how does it feel? How does it!!?" Cage lifts Tim back up and then delivers the Stryker Driver to him on the steel chair before throwing the mic on him. Masters: You call him a hero Jarred? Daniels: Actually, yes I do. He has taken the X Division to new heights and Tim just picked the wrong person to try and push around. He got exactly what he deserved. Masters: Jarred...you're a stupid head. Daniels: Thank you Willie. Anyway, we need a break here, but back after the break, it’s Overdrive’s MAIN EVENT! Don’t go anywhere! *****-----*****
-=- MAIN EVENT -=- *****-----***** DANIELS: Here we go folks, Main Event time! And Bah Gawd, what a main event it promises to be! MASTERS: Yes! FINALLY Shawn Waters gets the chance to exterminate that little pest Krimzon Blaze once and for all! I can't wait! DANIELS: A little overconfident aren't we, William? Blaze did beat the World Champion last week, after all. MASTERS: Yeah, and look where that got him! Laid out by the greatest faction in professional wrestling history, The Exiled! Second only to The Upstarts, of course. DANIELS: Of course. Can't have your boyfriend Jesse Montana getting all upset now can we? Anyway, Krimzon Blaze, along with El Pablo, certainly got a measure of revenge earlier this week when they attacked Big Nasty on Unleashed, laying him out with steel chairs! MASTERS: That was disgraceful! Hopefully Shawn will punish KB for such a dispicable act here tonight! The lights in the arena suddenly fade out, replaced by a few flickering spotlights on the Combattron as the opening riff of "Headstrong" by Trapt begins to play. The drums kick in, and a huge pyro display explodes from the stage as Krimzon Blaze bounds out from the curtain and the crowd explodes. TOWERS: The following contest is a STRETCHER MATCH! Introducing first.. from Detroit, Michigan.. weighing in at 235lbs.. KKKKKRRRRRIIIIIMMMMMZZZZZOOOOONNNNN BBBBBLLLLLAAAAAZZZZZEEEEE!!!!! DANIELS: And just listen to the ovation for CZW's "Aerial Specialist"! KB pauses at the top of the ramp, and makes the X pose above his head, before walking down the ramp towards the ring. However, he only gets about halfway down, before.. DANIELS: WATCH OUT! THWACK! KB collapses to the floor as Shawn Waters attacks him from behind will a steel chair to the back. KB rolls down the ramp a little way, but Shawn follows right behind, and begins laying into him with repeated chair shots to the back, side and legs. DANIELS: Well Waters certainly wasting no time in getting this match underway, a vicious ambush here on Krimzon Blaze! MASTERS: I told you, he's gonna make Blaze pay for taking out Big Nasty the other night! GET HIM SHAWN! Shawn finally stops his assault, and steps back a few paces, urging KB to get to his feet. However, it takes KB a while to even start moving, such was the ferocity of Shawn's onslaught. Frustrated at being made to wait, Shawn slams the chair down onto the ramp, now literally screaming at Blaze to get up. Finally, Blaze begins to rise, slowly wobbling up to a vertical base. Shawn raises the chair, preparing to swing at KB's skull, but as he brings it down, KB leaps, dropkicking the chair right back into Shawn's face. DANIELS: OHHHH! Waters didn't see that coming! KB stays down for a second, still feeling the effects of those chair shots, but quickly gets back to his feet. As Shawn lies on the ramp, counting his teeth, KB picks up the chair, and starts laying into Shawn with a barrage of his own, the fans deafening in their support of "The Aerial Specialist". MASTERS: STOP HIM! He can't do that!!! DANIELS: It was fine 30 seconds ago when Waters was doing it! MASTERS: I know, I said HE can't do that. KB flings the chair up onto the stage, and drags Shawn up the ramp in the same direction. He pauses at the top of the ramp, and turns with his back to the chair. He then tucks Shawn's head under his arm. DANIELS: Bah gawd, what's KB gonna do here? KB shapes for a DDT, but suddenly, Shawn lifts him over his head in a northern lights suplex, slamming KB back-first onto the steel stage. MASTERS: GREAT counter by Shawn there! Shawn, now, takes a few moments to shake the cobwebs loose, then gets back to his feet. He picks KB up, and whips him towards the Combattron, KB's spine crashing into the steel structure. Blaze drops to the floor, his head propped up against that same structure. Shawn picks up the chair, and looks at the crowd with a sadistic grin. He walks slowly over to KB, and drills him with a few right hands to the forehead, then takes a step back and raises the chair. DANIELS: Oh my god.. Shawn pulls the chair back, and swings.. DANIELS: NO!!! SMASH!!! MASTERS: NO!!! KB somehow rolls out of the way at the last second, Shawn's chair shot finding nothing but steel. KB springs up, and kicks Shawn in the stomach. He then leaps up onto the structure, but before he can do anything else, Shawn swings the chair, hitting KB right on the spine again. DANIELS: OHHH! What a chair shot! Shawn does it again, the sound echoing around the arena. DANIELS: Blaze is dangling in a VERY procarious position here.. Shawn drops the chair, and grabs KB, looking to powerbomb him down onto the stage. DANIELS: Oh my god.. Shawn tugs hard on the attire of KB, trying to tear him away from the structure. KB holds fast though, and starts kicking Shawn in the head. Once.. twice.. three times, and finally Shawn lets go. He staggers forwards a few paces, then turns back towards KB, who drops off the structure, twists in midair, and hits a hurricanrana that sends Shawn skidding perilously close to the edge of the stage. DANIELS: Beautiful move by Krimzon Blaze! KB gets up, and walks over towards Shawn, the fans getting up off their seats in anticipation. DANIELS: Uh ohh, Shawn could be in a world of trouble here.. Blaze picks Shawn up, but Waters strikes with a low blow, dropping KB to his knees. MASTERS: HAHA! Bye baby Blazes! Shawn steps away from the stage, the other side of KB. He lifts KB to his feet, and tucks his head between his legs. DANIELS: Oh no.. No Shawn, don't do it! MASTERS: Do it Shawn! DO IT! Shawn rolls KB up into the powerbomb position, but Blaze manages to roll up and over, landing behind Shawn. DANIELS: Oh thank god! KB springs back up, and as Shawn turns round, he charges.. DANIELS: No no NOOOO!!!!! MASTERS: HE'S KILLED HIM! HE'S KILLED HIMSELF! DANIELS: KRIMZON BLAZE, WITH A TORNADO DDT, RIGHT OFF THE STAGE!!! The CZW fans are on their feet, as the screen cuts to a replay of the incident, showing Blaze and Shawn plummeting down on top of the various tables and bits of electrical equipment below. The referee rushes round, trying to look over into the wreckage and check on the welfare of the competitors. MASTERS: Can you see Shawn? I can't see anything! That idiot Blaze! What was he thinking!? DANIELS: Well the referee's trying to see how both men are.. but quite frankly I doubt we'll be seeing either men for a long long time after that! The referee looks around, helpless, trying to work out what to do. Suddenly, though, a hand appears from out amongst the wreckage. DANIELS: Blaze is alive! Slowly, Blaze hauls himself out of the main part of the wreckage, using a lighting tower to steady himself. DANIELS: Look at him, he can barely stand! He's having to use that lighting tower to support himself! Surprisingly, though, Blaze keeps climbing, getting a good 6-7 feet off the ground. MASTERS: Erm.. I don't think he's using the tower for support.. Blaze looks back down at where he's just been.. and leaps off the tower, crashing back into the debris with a senton bomb. DANIELS: OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! MASTERS: He IS insane!!! After a few seconds, Blaze reappears again, this time shoving the few tables and bits of equipment still standing out of the way, in order to create a way out of the carnage. It soon becomes apparant that Blaze is dragging a lifeless - and noticeably bloodied - Shawn Waters behind him. MASTERS: He killed him! Oh the humanity! Blaze successfully moves Shawn clear of the wreckage, and dumps him by the side of the ramp. He then heads over to ringside, and collects the stretcher. DANIELS: Blaze has the stretcher, and it looks like this one is all but over. KB wheels the stretcher down alongside the ramp, back to where he left Shawn. Except.. Shawn isn't there. MASTERS: Where did he go? DANIELS: I think Blaze is asking himself the same question! Blaze looks around, his hands on his hips, trying to spot where his opponent is hiding. He heads back over to the equipment tables.. CRACK! KB collapses to the floor as Shawn waters, crimson mask and all, appears from behind one of the cabinets, TV monitor in hand. MASTERS: HE'S ALIVE!!! Shawn grabs KB and sits him up, before smashing him in the face once more with the monitor. He then heads back behind the cabinet, and slowly wheels it over towards KB. DANIELS: Oh my god, you don't think.. MASTERS: Can you say "pancake"? DANIELS: Shawn no, you'll kill him! Shawn positions the cabinet next to KB's head.. and pushes it over! KB somehow rolls out of the way, though, and the cabinet crashes to the ground, sparks flying everywhere upon impact. DANIELS: FOR GOD'S SAKE! KB was nearly killed there! Waters has SNAPPED! MASTERS: I told you he'd try to make Blaze pay for his actions! He should've seen this coming! Shawn storms over and stomps on the head of Blaze, who is now also bleeding from the forehead. He picks Blaze up, and drives his head into the steel guardrail in front of the fans. He does it again, and again, and again, a demonic look on his face. DANIELS: My GOD! This is sick! Waters is RELENTLESS! KB staggers backwards, his face now covered in blood. Shawn grabs him round the waist, and hits a German suplex, dropping Blaze right onto the tipped-over cabinet. DANIELS: OH! MAN! The back of Blaze's head just cracked off that metal! Shawn gets back up, and peers over at the motionless body of Blaze. Shawn steps up onto the cabinet, then reaches down and picks Blaze up again. He drags Blaze up onto the cabinet, and positions them so they're at the long end of the cabinet. Shawn tucks Blaze's head between his legs, and hooks both his arms. DANIELS: Not this as well! MASTERS: This is it, Jarred! This is the end! Shawn goes to lift KB up, but Blaze fights it, forcing Shawn to drop him down again. Shawn hammers KB a couple of times on the back, then hooks his arms and tries again. Once more, though, KB fights it, and lands back on his feet. Shawn thumps KB a few more times, and makes a third attempt, but THIS time, KB throws Shawn up and over in a back body drop, Shawn landing heavily on the concrete. Shawn writhes in pain, as KB slumps forwards, lying on his stomach on top of the cabinet. DANIELS: A great last-ditch fightback by KB there, but both men are looking pretty spent now. How much longer can either of them put up with this kind of punishment? Slowly, the two men get back to their feet. They square up, and begin trading blows, each reeling heavily before they're able to respond. Shawn begins to gain the upper hand, landing a few punches in a row, then following up with a knee to the gut, doubling KB up. Shawn takes a few steps back, and charges forward. Suddenly, KB springs up, and nails Shawn with a double knee facebreaker. DANIELS: ..and both men are back down AGAIN! KB struggles back to his feet, and goes to pick Shawn up, only for Shawn to catch him with another low blow. Shawn then bursts into life, getting back to his feet, grabbing a doubled-over KB, and hitting him with.. DANIELS: BRAINWASH! BAH GAWD ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR! MASTERS: YES!!!!! Shawn gets up off his knees and staggers over to the stretcher. He wheels it over, and picks an unconscious KB up off his stomach. Shawn drapes Blaze over the stretcher, then grabs his legs and swings him round. MASTERS: It's over! SHAWN WINS!!! DANIELS: Not quite yet, William, he still has to wheel him over the finish line! Shawn uses all his strength or the strength he has left anyway to push him up the ramp, the fans booing heavily as Shawn edges so ever closer… - - - - - - MASTERS: They can boo all they lie here Jarred, but Krimzon is out of it, and Shawn just has to go another few feet… - - - - - - DANIELS: MY GOD! BLAZE IS UP…I CAN’T BELIEVE HE GOT UP FROM SHAWN’S BRAINWASH! MASTERS: BLOODY HELL THE MAN IS ALIVE! - - - - - - Krimzon Blaze is back on his feet as Shawn Waters stands and stares at him, almost with a look of complete and utter shock on his face. He then grits his teeth as he goes to hit him in the face, but Blaze ducks as the whole arena bursts into a frenzy of cheers… DANIELS: HE HIT IT! KODE OF SILENCE ONTO THE STRETCHER!!!!!!!!!!! MASTERS: GET UP SHAWN! - - - - - - -
*DING DING* Towers: Here is your winner…The Aerial Specialist…KRIMZON BLAZE! DANIELS: I can’t believe it folks, Blaze is on one hell of a roll, as is Shawn HAHAHAHA as he rolls back down the ramp! MASTERS: That is not funny in the slightest Jarred, this is a travesty! As Shawn awakens, he is fuming mad as he tries to get off the stretcher. Krimzon Blaze smirks at his mortal enemy, flaunting his ability to move around freely right in Shawn’s face. William Masters: What a show of disrespect by Krimzon Blaze here! You won your little consolation match, move on! Jarred Daniels: Oh COME ON, Buffalo Bill! It’s not like Shawn wouldn’t do the same thing and more if the roles were… Wait a minute, WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! Krimzon Blaze has just kicked the stretcher over on the ramp, sending Shawn tumbling a good distance to the cold floor below. Blaze intends to go after him, but before he can… Jarred Daniels: Good God, no! Can’t these guys stay away from Shawn for two minutes?!?!?! Absolutely sickening. William Masters: They can’t, and they shouldn’t have. Good job, guys! As Krimzon Blaze was prepared to launch himself off the stage on to Shawn Waters, he finds that he had backed up right into Dusty Davis and Big Nasty, who are now holding Blaze back from his attacks. Before long, Buck Evans is also out on the entrance ramp, and he begins to take free shots at a defenseless Krimzon Blaze, all with the crowd booing them heavily. However, their boos quickly turn to cheers… Jarred Daniels: IT’S ABOUT TIME!!! EL PABLO AND TEAM XTC TO THE RESCUE!!! William Masters: Surely that Mexi-Jap couldn’t have waited to attack them? They were looking for revenge for being brutally attacked by El Fuego the other night, I don’t see anything wrong with that… Wait a minute, who’s that out there with El Pablo? It certainly doesn’t look like Ace. Jarred Daniels: You actually have a good point there, William. Who could that be? El Pablo and the unknown aide quickly pull Krimzon Blaze out of the grasp of Dusty and Nasty, and then El Fuego connect on a tandem Superkick, flooring both Exiled members!!! Meanwhile, the unknown aide is now going toe-to-toe with Buck Evans on the ramp. The aide has control of the situation until… … CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!! … Jarred Daniels: As if Shawn Waters couldn’t get any lower than he already is. What impact on that steel chair to the skull of the assistant. William Masters: Serves him right, coming out here and helping scum like Team XTC. The crowd is booing heavily as Buck now takes a hold of the assistant. Shawn, who had snuck back up the entrance ramp amidst all of the fighting, prepares to swing a steel chair at the head of the assistant… THE CHAIR IS KICKED OUT OF HIS HAND… THE ASSISTANT HAS FREED HIMSELF FROM BUCK’S GRIP!!! … THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!! … Jarred Daniels: SHAWN WATERS HAS BEEN SMASHED OVER THE HEAD WITH A LIGHT TUBE!!! THIS COULD ONLY BE ONE MAN, WILLIAM!!! IT’S MIKE MONROE!!! William Masters: WHY WOULD MIKE DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS?!?!?! WHAT A PIECE OF SHIT!!! Shawn crumbles to the ground, and the crowd roars its approval as Monroe brandishes a second light tube. Buck starts to back off a little bit as Mike points the light tube at him as if it were a sword. The members of Exiled try to back away from the scene, when suddenly… THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!! The crowd roars as “Ace Of Spades” starts to blast through MTS Center. World Heavyweight Champion Ace King comes out, microphone in hand and a smirk on his face. William Masters: What does HE want now? Jarred Daniels: It appears as though Ace might know a little something about this situation, let’s hear what he has to say. ”Ace Of Spades” fades out, and the crowd roars as the World Heavyweight Champion walks over to a convalescing Shawn Waters. Ace bends down so that he’s right in Shawn’s face before beginning to talk. Ace King: Oh Shawn, how you never learn. I’ve told you time and time again that you just don’t f**k with Team XTC under ANY circumstances, so did you REALLY think your little sneak attack on last week’s Overdrive was going to go unreturned? If so, you’re even more of a dumbass than I thought you were. The crowd roars again as Ace begins to breathe a little bit heavier while talking to Shawn, who is only now regaining consciousness. Ace King: Sure, your little attack might have given you a win in the battle of the evening, but I’m still going to win our little war, no matter what you try and do to me. Of course, I’m not entirely surprised that you resorted to having other people do the dirty work for you, because that’s all you’ve ever done here in CZW. Another huge pop from the crowd as Ace gets up onto one knee while talking to Waters. Ace King: I must thank you for that, though, because the fact that you hired another hitman in Dusty Davis in order to help carry out the attack made me realize that you’ve got power in numbers now. If we’re going to contest this World Heavyweight Championship like men and not cowards, we simply can’t have that now, can we? WHICH IS WHY, I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THE OPPORTUNITY TO UNVEIL THE NEWEST MEMBER OF TEAM XTC… “THE MISFIT” MIKE MONROE!!! Ace motions for Mike to come over to him, and when he does, Ace raises Monroe’s hand in the air and hands him a Team XTC shirt, sending the crowd into a state of ecstasy. Jarred Daniels: THIS IS HUGE, MONROE JOINS XTC!!! Ace and Monroe give each other a fist-bump, and then Mike rejoins El Fuego, who raise him up onto their shoulders, their gaze never once leaving the other members of The Exiled. Shawn is slowly getting to his feet, and Ace continues to get right in his face. Ace King: Oh, and one more thing, Shawn… Consider THIS to be part two of your message. With that, Ace drops the mic… FULL HOUSE SQUARE TO THE JAW OF SHAWN WATERS!!! SHAWN TUMBLES BACK DOWN TO THE STRETCHER!!! William Masters: What a CHEAP SHOT BY ACE KING!!! SUSPEND THAT MAN!!! STRIP HIM OF HIS TITLE!!! Jarred Daniels: How is that a cheap shot!?!?! Unlike Shawn last week, Ace attacked him without going behind his back to do so! THIS IS RETRIBUTION AT ITS FINEST!!! The three remaining Team XTC members have now begun to fight with the remaining members of The Exiled, leaving Ace to deal with Shawn. Ace takes a few steps back, then charges… AK ROULETTE OFF THE STAGE ONTO SHAWN!!! The crowd EXPLODES upon impact!!! Shawn’s eyes appear to be glazed over, but Ace doesn’t care. He takes a second to get to his feet, and then… Jarred Daniels: What is Ace thinking here? William Masters: I think he’s gone too far AGAIN! GET THIS GUY OUT OF CZW FOR GOOD!!! Ace glares down at Shawn for a second before tumbling down to the ground again. Shawn’s head is resting against the stretcher as Ace moves in… Jarred Daniels: BAH GAWD!!! HE’S GONE ALL-IN, WITH SHAWN’S NECK WRAPPED AROUND THE LEG OF THE STRETCHER!!! AH DIOS MIO!!! William Masters: GO GET YOUR GREEN CARD, AND TAKE ACE WITH YOU SO HE CAN BE EXECUTED FOR THIS VILE OFFENSE!!! Ace has the hold cinched in TIGHT around the leg of the stretcher. Shawn begins to cough up blood for about a minute before passing out due to the strain. Ace releases the hold, and he gets right down into Shawn’s face again, holding the World Heavyweight Championship against Shawn’s cheek, yelling “THIS IS THE CLOSEST YOU’RE EVER GOING TO GET TO MY TITLE!!!” before backing away from Shawn. Ace retreats up the entrance ramp to join the new-look Team XTC. The crowd roars as “Guerrilla Radio” plays again, and Ace raises the World Heavyweight Championship high above his head to end the broadcast.
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