25th March 2003
25th March 2003
The lights and pyros go on at the Pond in Anaheim and many fans are seen cheering although the arena is only about half full.
KK: It’s time for Inifinity Minus One folks and although no one knows what this name means, no one has ever questioned Grimjack for choosing it so it must be fine! The face of HWA’s leadership could change tonight dramatically.
TB: Let’s get right to the first match then.
“With You” Remix by Linkin Park hits and out walks Chris. Chris gets in the ring and gets a mic. Chris begins to talk.
“My name is not really Chris. That is my brother’s name and yes Brian, I lied to you. My real name is Lance.”
KK: Oh my god! He has just lied to a member of the LD. That can’t be good.
TB: I don’t think Brian would care though. He helped the guy after all.
“Down on Me” by Jackyl hits and out walks Billy Styles. He is looking confident about his match. He gets in the ring and poses for the crowd. There are mixed reactions for the newcomers. They square off as the bell rings. Lance starts off with a dropkick on Styles. Styles gets up quick and returns the favor with a sweep kick. Lance falls down and Styles does a backflip onto his opponent. Lance gets up slowly by pulling himself up with the ropes and gets in the turnbuckle. Styles walks over to Lance and sets him up for the frankensteiner. Lance holds onto the ropes and Styles tries to do the move but misses. Lance stands up on the turnbuckle and gives Styles a leg drop from the top rope! Lance pics Styles up and throws him out of the ring. Lance, being smart, immediately goes outside and capitalizes on the situation. Lance tries to whip Styles into the ring steps but Styles counters and throws Lance into the steps instead. Quickly capitalizing, Styles puts Lance in the ring with his head out of the ring. He gets up on the apron and does a leg drop to Lance’s head!
KK: Damn, I bet that had to hurt.
Styles gets back in the ring and whips Lance into the ropes. He bounces back and Styles gives him a spinebuster. Styles stares down at the wounded opponent and thinks about doing the Trend Setter. Lance gets up slowly and Styles locks it in! Lance tries desperately to get to the ropes and he does. Styles, knowing he had the match won, decided to go for the Stylizer. Lance got up and Styles gave him a shot in the gut and he hits the Stylizer!
TB: It has got to be over now. He’s going for the pin!
KK: 1...2...3! It’s over! Billy Styles had a hell of a debut match here in the HWA. I have to give credit to Lance too. He did pretty damn good for losing to this guy.
Commercial Break.
The camera opens up somewhere down the hall in the HWA arena. Ryan Maxem is walking in front of five large bodyguards, which have yet to prove useful to Ryan. Continuing their intimidating walk down the hall Ryan stops at a door. As he stops the guards do the same. Ryan gives a count down and kicks in the door to TCO’s locker room. TCO is sitting down conducting an interview with Erin Wallace when Ryan Maxem and the five large men barge in.
TCO: Maxem! What the hell do you think your doing?
Maxem: TCO shut the hell up. I’m sick of you, saying how I was a victim or your little group…well if that’s what you call me, before the nights over you’ll be only a casualty.
Ryan pulls out an 8-inch knife and points it at TCO.
Maxem: Get your ass up boy. I’m going to deal with you in front of your Aftermath!
TCO gets up not wanting Ryan to do anything he would regret in the future. Ryan spins TCO around so he is facing the same direction as him, and puts the knife against his throat.
Maxem: Oh yeah. Bye Erin, want me to get Abrianna for ya?
Erin: No that’s all right. I think Ill just go somewhere else if that’s okay?
Maxem: Aww suit yourself.
Erin runs out of the locker room, and Maxem pushes TCO down the hallway and to The Aftermath locker room. Ryan orders for TCO to say something that will get them in the locked room.
TCO: Hey guys…let me in.
There is no answer, and nobody opens the door.
Maxem: Aww TCO…I guess you have to go to the locker room that opposes everything you say and do. Off to the Legacy Department locker room.
Ryan pushes TCO further down the hall and into the Legacy Department locker room. Grimjack, and Anderson are inside and the rest of the members seem to be scattered some place else.
Maxem: I got a present boys.
Anderson: Maxem what the hell are you doing?
Grimjack: He wanted to show TCO exactly what he was up against right?
Maxem: Eh, this is just a present. What me to get rid of him early Grim?
Grimjack: No, you have done enough.
Maxem: I don’t think I have.
Ryan presses the knife up to TCO’s throat lightly yet still creating a very small cut on the left side of the throat.
Anderson: Grimjack!
Maxem: Anderson if you can’t deal with this, I suggest you remove yourself from the room. Things are going to get ugly here.
Anderson: Maxem, this man could get our next president, he would make the Legacy Departments life a living hell! Grim if you don’t do something I’m going to kick his ass…
Looking at the five large men that stand behind Maxem Anderson doesn’t finish his sentence. Anderson walks out of the room more pissed the ever. Ryan removes the knife from TCO’s throat and throws him in the corner of the locker room.
Grimjack: Ryan you had me scared for a minute. You have a mind of your own; you don’t let anybody tell you what to do.
TCO: He’s a crazy ass is what he is.
Maxem rushes over and kicks TCO in the jaw.
Maxem: Shut your mouth when the president is talking. Have you no respect? Now as you were saying.
Grimjack: I don’t know what you expect me to do with TCO Ryan, but you can have all the fun with him that you want. I don’t care, just not in here…okay?
Maxem: Great. Time for torture TCO.
Maxem leaves the room once again with the knife pressed against his head. Soon Erin is seen across the hallway and with eight of her own guards.
Maxem: Aww fuck…you got lucky this time TCO. Real lucky.
Maxem throws TCO down, and all the guards begin kicking him. Its like some kind of gang beating, only Maxem and the guards don’t stop when Erin and the guards get to them they start fighting back until they finally start to get pushed off of TCO. Then they scatter.
Maxem: I have already done my part here. Good luck TCO. I left a mark from me on your neck. Hopefully it stays there for life so you can remember me.
Ryan and the rest of the guards run off laughing like mad men. The scene fades to black.
(Syxx is shown getting water at the water cooler and then turns and there is C4 grabbing him by his throat and then throwing him against the wall onto carts. C4 then goes up on a cart and loading carts. Then takes Syxx by the neck and hits a chockslam. Down to the solid cement. C4 walks away with an evil look.)
The HWATron comes back to life as we see a very gloom Michael Diamond, sitting upon a wooden table with the HWA World Championship spread across his lap. The fans cheered loudly for "Your Hero" but he appeared to not hear them as his face remained emotionless. A dark shadow was then cast over him as Diamond lifted his head and looked up at the man standing before him. The camera zoomed out a bit as we saw Sett standing there, both of the HWA Tag Team Championship Belts slung over his shoulders.*
Sett: Hey Diamond.
Michael Diamond: Hey Sett.
*An akward silence befell the two as they didn't quite know what to say to one another.* Michael Diamond: Listen... Ryan... I'm sorry about what happened to Chris.
Sett: You don't have to be sorry Michael, he knew what we were getting into from the beginning. He died a hero, like the way it should be.
Michael Diamond: Still... I am sorry.
*Sett nodded his head as he turned to leave but Michael reached out and grabbed his arm, halting the big man in his tracks.*
Michael Diamond: Ryan, wait.
*Michael released his hold from Sett's arm as he hopped off the table and came face-to-chest with the big man*
Michael Diamond: Tonight you defend those Tag Team Titles without a partner. If you ask me, that's not exactly a fair deal... especially considering you're going up against the likes of Jason Mysterio and Kevin Conner. Let me help you out one last time.
*The fans cheered loudly at the thought of Michael Diamond and Sett teaming up for the first time HWA history. Sett scratched his chin, thinking it over.*
Sett: You know what, thanks but no thanks Diamond. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the offer but you've got bigger fish to fry tonight. I can handle Mysterio and Conner, you just make sure you kick Maxem's ass tonight. If not for yourself, then for Chris.
*Sett turned and walked off as Michael watched him disappear down the corridor as the HWATron faded to black*
Dark Titan’s music hits and out the huge man walks.
KK: Mysterio may have finally met his match look at this guy are you kidding me?
"Remember Me" by Hoobastank plays and out walks Mysterio himself holding the Title of the Damned. He gets in the ring and gets in Dark Titan’s face.
KK: Here we go!
Then Mysterio pulls out a mic.
Mysterio: Sorry Titan but I’m not in the mood to fight you. Here, you can have this.
Mysterio tosses the belt to DT who catches it and hops out of the ring as Remember me hits. Mysterio heads to the back as the crowd is confused but Dark Titan looks upset that he didn’t get to fight.
KK: Mysterio must have gotten tired of that belt, he’s had it forever.
TB: But I thought the Title of the Damned was only for rookies. Dark Titan has been in HWA for years and he’s had all sorts of belts. Hmmm.
Dark Titan is standing there holding the Title of The Damned getting ready to leave when suddenly Scott Sanders slides in and nails him with a chair from behind. Titan goes to one knee and sees Sanders and looks pissed. He gets up and charges him but gets nailed again right in the head and goes down out cold. The crowd is booing as Sanders grabs the belt and holds it up like it’s his. He leaves and goes back up the ramp still holding the title.
TB: That thief!
Commercial Break.
TB: This should be interesting, a lot riding on this one. Vice Presidency not to mention names!
KK: Some people questioned Syxx being vice president but here he has a chance to prove himself worthy.
"King Of My World" by Saliva is heard and Conner walks out. He looks smug and confident but then pissed when Syxx running into the ring and taking him down with a clothesline interrupts his music. Conner gets up blocks a punch and clotheslines Syxx himself. Conner turns to pose for the crowd but Syxx is back up with a clothesline and they both topple out of the ring.
TB: Sheer determination going on here.
KK: They realize the power of being vice president and also I bet Syxx wants to have at least some power in the HWA for the Legacy Department in case TCO beats Grimjack for the presidency tonight.
Syxx scoops Conner up and irish whips him into the guard rail. Syxx gets some camera wire and starts choking Conner with it. Conner uses his last strength to flip Syxx over his head. Conner goes into the ring and on the turnbuckle and leaps off and hits the One of a Kind outside the ring.
TB: That should be it but Conner has to get Syxx in the ring for a three count.
KK: He could just get a count out but that’s not Conner’s style.
Conner gives the crowd the finger eliciting boos. He slides Syxx into the ring. He sees Syxx isn’t toally out so he gets on the turnbuckle thinking of another One of a Kind to finish things up. He leaps off but Syxx puts his foot up and Conner hits it with his head sending blood everywhere.
KK: That’s bad Conner may need stitches now.
Syxx is tired but he manages to get a hand over Conner’s chest. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
KK: Great match!
TB: Well Syxx remains vice president. Conner will have to change his name but I’m not sure what Syxx will want it, he never said and he looks too tired to announce it now as we have EMTs helping both men onto stretchers.
KK: Yes! Now it is time for Abrianna, she’s really quite beautiful.
TB: No doubt but I’m interested in seeing what happens between these two who used to be married!
"Sweet Cherry Pie"-Poison busts out and out she walks looking confident and arrogant and yet it’s hard for anyone to boo her because she’s good looking and also there are a lot of young males in attendance some of whom are here to see her. She leans against the turnbuckle waiting and as soon as Anubis’s music plays she looks a little nervous and she turns and sees him walking down the ramp. He gets in the ring and doesn’t even look at her.
TB: This is pretty awkward Keith.
KK: Yeah isn’t it great?
The bell rings. Anubis holds his hand out to shake her hand and she looks unsure. She tells him no. Anbis shrugs. Abrianna has had enough and she bounces off the ropes going for a flying clothesline but Anubis ducks and she falls on her head. Anubis starts laughing. Abrianna gets uo and drop kicks him but the large man doesn’t fall. He goes for a leg drop but she rolls out of the way.
TB: I think Abrianna is a tad bit faster than Bass.
Suddenly . . . *The HWATron comes to life as we see the challenger for the HWA World Championship, Ryan Maxem, standing backstage, watching Abrianna's match closely.*
Voice: Pretty good match, huh?
*Ryan whirled around as his eyes grew wide. Before anyone knew what had happened, Maxem was laying on his back as a closed fist, with a steel chain wrapped around the knuckles, came into view. The man, who had now been deteremined as Sett, was on Maxem in a heartbeat, beating down on him with the chain around his fist. Maxem was quickly opened up by Sett's assault as the sight of blood only seemed to increase Sett's intensity. Finally, as if regaining control, Sett ceased his attack as Maxem lay a bloodied mess in the hallway. But it appeared Sett was no where near being finished as he unwrapped the chain from his hand and began to wrap it around Maxem's neck. Grabbing the other end with his other hand, Sett pulled back on the chain as he had Maxem locked in a variation of a Boston Crab, the chain pulling back on his neck. Maxem gasped for air as the chain was choking the life out of him. Sett, eventually, released Maxem from the submission type move as Maxem crawled along the ground, struggling to find his breath. Sett wrapped the chain around Maxem's neck again and then helped Maxem to his feet. Sett backed off a bit from Maxem and then yanked on the chain as Maxem stumbled forwards into Sett's big hand.*
Sett: This one's for Morgoth!
*Sett then lifted Maxem up into the air and delivered the Endgame to him, dropping Maxem right on the back of his head! Sett glared down at Maxem for a couple seconds before shaking his head and then walking off, leaving Maxem a bloodied and beaten mess.*
Abrianna grabs Anubis for maybe a body slam but she can’t lift him. Anbis turns it into a bear hug on the smaller woman. He looks into her eyes and maybe starts to remember why he married her and lets her go she looks surprised but capitalizes with a kick to the groin.
KK: Oh my god!!! I knew it!
Anubis collapses in pain as Abrianna covers. 1 . . . 2 . . . no!
TB: HE KICKED OUT HE KICKED OUT HE KICKED OUT!!!
Abrianna gets up and runs across the ring and flips off the turnbuckle.
KK: Medusa’s Revenge!
She lands right on the still stunned Anubis. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
KK: Amazing. Anubis is up and he’s pissed!
Anubis looks at Abrianna like “what the hell was that”. She just smiles seductively at him and turns and walks away up the ramp. Sweet Cherry Pie is playing while Anubis looks angry.
Commercial Break.
(Anderson is seen walking out of the LD locker room . He turns a corner and then is brought down hard by a closeline from hell from C4. C4 brings up and then hits Dropping Bombs on Anderson and leaves him laid out. )
Nomad’s music hits and out he walks to no reaction. But then "South Texas Deathride" by Union Underground hits and the crowd cheers as loud for anyone tonight as Sett walks down to the ring looking powerful. He gets in the ring, walks up to Nomad and before the bell even rings grabs him and hits the Journey right into a pin.
KK: Jesus Christ what the hell was that shit!
1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
TB: Sett picks up the win before it even starts and if that’s Nomad’s last match what a disgraceful way to go out! TB: Well, later tonight, folks, we have one interesting contest for the International Title.
KK: An Inferno match, but you have to win by submission? I'm not sure I understand it, Trent.
TB: Well, let's take you back to Erin Wallace. She's with "Awesome D" Anderson.
Erin Wallace: "Awesome D" Anderson, tonight you have another opportunity to win the International title. Your opponent, Fudge. The match, Inferno with submission rules. Your thoughts?
Anderson: What? I'm sorry, all I heard was "Blah, Blah, Blah, I'm a dirty tramp." Give me the mic.
Anderson snatches the microphone from a stunned Wallace.
Anderson: Tonight. Fudge. International Title. INFERNO MATCH. The "Awesome One" vs. "Da Fudgsta". One-on-one. What are my thoughts? My thoughts, Erin Wallace? I think if you stopped wearing that stanky perfume and that two-dollar dress, people wouldn't think you're such a whore.
My thoughts are on tonight. In front of all my fans, right here in...
....in...
(whispers loudly)...where the hell are we?
Erin Wallace: At the Pond in Anaheim, Cal-
Anderson: Who gives a shit!? Anaheim, San Fransisco, LA, San Diego. It's a piece of crap state anyway. Just a bunch of dry air and stupid people. They have a lot of brush fires here. In fact, a lot of things catch fire in California. Trees...homes...people...even cars...like Lamborgini's...especially brand new, 2003 Lamborgini's. Especially, FUDGE'S brand new, 2003 Lamborgini.
Erin: What are you talking about? Anderson: I believe if you ask the camera truck, you'll know.
The scene changes to the parking lot, where a car is set ablaze. It is, in fact, Fudge's 2003 Lamborgini. Fudge's pride and joy. The scene changes again to Fudge bursting out of his locker room and running down the hall. Apparently, Fudge has seen the footage we have just seen. We go back to Trent and Keith.
TB: Anderson set Fudge's car on fire?!
KK: Even I can't believe that, Trent.
TB: Their confrontation tonight is just getting hotter and hotter. Anderson is playing mind games, now.
KK: It's all fair in the game of human chess, Trent. Tonight, someone may burn, but someone WILL tap.
TB: Well here we go, a rematch from last week's screw job by the Legacy Department.
KK: What are you talking about? Brian won that match fair and square!
*"One Of A Kind" by Breaking Point hit the loud speakers as the fans, suprisingly, got to their feet and started to cheer for one of the newest and biggest superstars in the HWA. But their cheers turned to jeers when C4 came out with Kevin Conner and Jason Mysterio by his side.*
TB: Well an interesting situation here, apparently C4 is somewhat of a crowd favorite but his stablemates, Conner and Mysterio, aren't.
KK: I think these gutless fans are just scared that if they don't cheer for C4 he'll come out into the stands and beat them up.
Erin Wallace: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the X-Treme Championship! Making his way down to the ring at this time, accompanied by Jason Mysterio and Kevin Conner, is the challenger... weighing in at 6'10" and 350 lbs... C... 4!
*C4 makes his way down the rampway as Conner and Mysterio pump him up for this huge match.*
TB: Well this is C4's first PPV appearance here in the HWA but, judging from what we've already seen of this extraordinary talent, I think he has a good chance of walking out of here the new X-Treme Champion.
KK: Not a chance Trent, Brian Carter is unbeatable!
*C4 hops up onto the ring apron as Conner and Mysterio surround the ring. Stepping through the ropes, C4 paces around the ring as his music cuts off. "Trapt" by Headstrong hits the loud speakers as the fans begin to boo loudly. Their boos only get louder when the X-Treme Champion, Brian Carter, comes out with the Legacy Department at his side.*
TB: Oh come on, don't tell me that the entire Legacy Department is going to be down here for this match!
KK: It's not the entire Legacy Department, doesn't look like our President Grimjack is among them. But what do you expect for Brian to do Trent? C4 brought out his friends!
Erin Wallace: Making his way down to the ring, accompanied by the Legacy Department, is the X-Treme Champion! Weighing in at 5'9" and 189 lbs., Brian... Carter!
*Carter makes his way down the rampway, flanked by all his stablemates as C4 glares down the X-Treme Champion. Conner and Mysterio give each other uneasy glances as they realize that they are sorely out numbered here. Brian Carter slides into the ring and immediatly gets in the face of C4, fully realizing that he has the Legacy Department backing him up. C4 merely glares down at Brian as you can see the tension mounting. Remembering very well what had happened last week, Wallace Cunningham got out of the ring and got in the faces of all the Legacy Department members.*
KK: Hey! What the hell is Cunningham doing!?
*Wallace then started shouting something and pointing his finger towards the back as the Legacy Department started yelling in protest.*
TB: I think he's just ejected the entire Legacy Department from ringside!
*The fans started cheering loudly for this as Brian Carter turned away from C4 to see his Legacy Department walking up the rampway. Leaning over the ropes, Carter started yelling at Wallace who was still on the outside of the ring.*
TB: Well it appears that Brian doesn't exactly like these circumstances very much!
KK: Why should he! Now it's turned into a 3-on-1 match!
*Conner and Mysterio slid into the ring and backed up C4 as Brian slowly turned around and saw the perdicament he was in. He leaned back up against the ropes and began to beg for his life and his title as Conner and Mysterio started walking towads him when C4 held his arms out and stopped his teammates. Holding a conference with his stablemates, he signaled ath Brian Carter was all his as Conner and Mysterio shrugged their shoulder and then slid out of the ring.*
TB: Well I guess we're going to have a fair match for a change.
*Conner and Mysterio willingly walked up the rampway and to the back as Wallace Cunningham got back into the ring and rang the bell, declaring this X-Treme Championship Match underway. Seeing C4's stablemates leave, a smile came across Brian's face but it was quickly wiped off as C4 charged the X-Treme Champion and began laying hard rights into him. Brian staggered back up against the ropes as C4 grabbed his arm and irish whipped him across the ring. Brian bounced off the ropes and came back as C4 lifted him up and dropped him down onto the ropes with a Flapjack!*
TB: C4 with the early advantage here as he just hung up Brian on the ropes with a Flapjack!
*Brian stumbled around the ring, gasping for air as C4 ran off the ropes ropes and charged back at Brian. C4 flipped Brian into the air with a devastating Clothesline from Hell!*
TB: My God what a Clothesline by C4 and Brian Carter may already be out cold after that move!
*C4 quickly dropped down to the mat and hooked the leg as Wallace made the initial count of the match. One... Two... Kickout!*
TB: Oh man, Brian just gets the shoulder up.
*C4 gets off the mat, pulling Brian to his feet. C4 then lifts Brian up into the air and holds him above his head as he begins to walk around the ring.*
TB: Amazing strength here being shown by C4 and you got to like this big man's style. After Brian kicked out, he immediately got Brian up and into a move before Brian had anytime to recover.
*C4 then began to press Brian up over his head as if he were in a workout session. Finally, after about 10 presses, C4 threw Brian up into the air and stepped out of the way as Brain fell to the mat. But, considering the hang time Brian got, he managed to get his feet down as he avoided landing on his stomach.*
KK: Now THAT was a great counter!
*C4 turned around to see Brian land on his feet and was shocked. But the shock wore off as C4 charged at Brian but Brian, wisely, fell down to the mat and rolled out of the ring. The fans began to boo Brian as he caught a breather on the outside while C4 looked around, wondering if he should follow to the outside. Remembering that there wasn't a count out in an X-Treme Title match, C4 quickly gave chase as Brian, realizing that C4 was coming out of the ring, began to run around ringside.*
TB: Well I don't think Brian wants anything to do with C4 as C4 is chasing him around the ring like a dog here!
*After about two laps around the ring, Brian slid back into the ring as C4 continued to give chase. Brian bounced off the opposite ropes as C4 slid into the ring. Brian charged at C4 as C4 got to one knee and was just about to get up when he saw the X-Treme Champion coming at him. Putting one foot on C4's knee, Brian leaped up into the air and drove his other foot into C4's head!*
TB: Oh my God! Extreme! Extreme! Brain just hit the Extreme out of no where on C4! My God what a move!
KK: You can say that again Trent! That move can knock any one out cold and I think Brian may have done exactly that with C4!
*C4 slumped down to the mat as Brian hooked the leg and made the cover. One... Two... Thr-Kickout!*
TB: He kicked out! He kicked out! C4 kicked out of the Extreme and Brian can't believe it!
KK: That was a slow count if I ever saw one!
*Brian shook his head in frusteration as he got up to his feet. C4 attempted to push himself up but Brian was quickly on him, hammering away at him with hard rights. But C4 still continued to get up to his feet as the blows appeared to do very little to slow down C4!*
TB: Well Brian is all over C4, hitting him with everything he's got and it still doesn't appear to be stopping the big man!
*Seeing that this wasn't having any effect on C4, Brian ran off the opposite ropes and charged back at the big man. But C4 was back to his feet and ready for the X-Treme Champion as he wrapped his arms around C4 and then fell backwards, flipping Brian up over the top rope and to the outside with a Belly-to-Belly Throw!*
TB: Oh my God! C4 just sent Brian crashing all the way down to the concrete floor with that massive Belly-to-Belly!
*C4 fell down to his knees as he shook off the effects of a possible concussion suffered from that Extreme. Brian lay on the concrete floor, squirming this way and that as his pain shot up his spine.*
TB: These two men are laying it all on the line here tonight and they're giving us an entertaining show to say the least.
KK: They may be entertaining to watch Trent but I guarentee you, this isn't about entertainment. This is about one thing and one thing only... the X-Treme Championship!
TB: Well you're right about that Keith, this is all about the gold but you know that after last week's screw job, C4 has got a personal vendetta to settle with the Champ!
*C4, having had enough time to rest, rolls out of the ring as Brian Carter begins to crawl up the rampway, trying to create some distance between him and the big man. C4 stalked after the X-Treme Champion as Brian pleaded to given more time to recover. His words fell on deaf ears as C4 grabbed Brian by the hair and pulled him to his feet. C4 delivered a knee to the gut for good measure as he began to walk Brian up the rest of the rampway.*
KK: Hey! Where's he going!? The ring is the other way mister!
TB: Well it's X-Treme Title rules and as we all know, anything goes!
*C4 dragged Brian up to the top of the rampway as he moved him over to the right side of the stage. Looking down at the concrete below, a smile came across C4's face as he positioned Brian in front of him. C4 then wrapped his hand around Brian's throat as the fans began to go crazy.*
TB: Oh you've got to be kidding me! C4's going to Chokeslam Brian off the stage!?
KK: That'll break him in half!
*C4 lifted Brian up into the air but, suddenly, "Awesome D" Anderson ran out from the back and leveled C4 right in the back with at steel chair! Brian slipped free from C4's grasp and crawled away to safety as C4 turned to face his attacker only to get leveled right in the face with another chair shot, this one busting him open.*
TB: Oh man what a chair shot and for the second week in a row, Anderson has saved Brian... at least for the time being!
*Wallace got in Anderson's face, ordering him to the back but Anderson just shoved Wallace aside, fully realizing that the X-Treme Title rules state that there is No DQ, thus meaning that Wallace had no power over him. Brian crawled over to the HWATron and sat up against it as he watched Anderson taunt C4 on while chants of "Asshole" rang out throughout the arena.*
TB: Well these fans are all over Anderson here and I can't blame them. He has no business out here!
*Not waiting for the bloodied C4 to get up, Anderson pulled up the big man and shoved his head in between his legs.*
TB: Oh no, don't do this! He can't!
KK: I think we're about to see C4's attitude get adjusted!
TB: Anderson did this to C4 last week, much to the amazement of us all but that's a steel stage for God's sake!
*Anderson went to flip C4 up but C4 countered, powering out of it as he lifted Anderson up and Back Body Dropped him onto the steel stage!*
TB: C4 countered! C4 countered!
*C4 glared down at Anderson before his eyes fell on Brian cowering over near the HWATron. Blood flowed down C4's face as Brian's eyes widened, seeing the menacing look C4 was giving him. Stumbling to his feet, Brian turned and leaped up onto one of the HWATron's beams and began to ascend it as C4 ran over it.*
TB: Well Brian's trying to high-tail it out of here and I can't say I blame him.
KK: Climb Brian! Climb!
*Brian began climbing as fast as he could as C4 got to the support beam and began to climb up after the X-Treme Champion.*
TB: And now C4 in hot pursuit!
*Glancing down, Brian was shocked to see C4 climbing up after him. This inspired him to climb up even faster as C4 was beginning to have some troubles following after his smaller and more agile opponent. But, none-the-less, he begins to climb up after Brian when Anderson suddenly runs up and levels C4 in the back with another chair shot! The sound echoes throughout the arena as C4 begins to lose his grip on the structure. Anderson winds back and delivers another chair shot, this one almost right to the spine as C4 falls down from the structure and crumples to the ground.*
TB: My God this is a sick display by Anderson here! I think C4 is badly injured!
*C4 tries to push himself up but Anderson sends him back down to the ground with another chair shot, this one right to the back of C4's head. C4 lays motionless as Anderson throws the chair to the side. Pulling a near-unconscious C4 to his feet, he walks C4 over to the edge of the rampway and then puts C4's head in between his legs.*
TB: Oh no! Not the Attitude Adjuster!
KK: Oh I feel it Trent, I feel it! Prepare for an attitude adjustment C4!
TB: You've done enough damage Anderson, don't do this! Don't do this!
*Anderson flipped C4 up and then powerbombed him down off the stage and onto a table full of electrical equipment!*
TB: Oh my God! Oh my God! Attitude Adjuster off the stage! Oh God have mercy on C4's soul!
*The crowd started up a "Holy Shit" chant as Anderson glared down at the unconscious C4. Anderson then turned and looked up the HWATron to see Brian sitting at the top, staring down in disbelief as to what Anderson just did. Anderson signaled for Brian to come down so that this match could end.*
TB: This is just sick! Brian is going to steal another victory over C4!
KK: That's if Anderson didn't just steal C4's life with that Attitude Adjuster!
TB: You may be right Keith, I haven't seen any movement from C4 and he could be seriously hurt here!
*Brian began to climb down the structure but then stopped and looked down at C4 once more. Seeing him laying prone there, Brian looked out at the fans with a blank expression on his face.*
TB: Well what on earth is Brian doing now?
KK: I don't even think he knows! It's like he's in some sort of a trance!
*Brian suddenly pulled himself back up to the top of the structure and stood up on it as Anderson looked up at his stablemate, curious as to what he was doing. Brian motioned with his hands for Anderson to move as he looked down at C4.*
KK: You don't think he's planning on... you know... flying, do you?
TB: Well he'd have to be one crazy son of a bitch to even fathom that!
*Brian closed his eyes as he crossed his chest with his hands as the fans all got up out of their seats, curious as to what the X-Treme Champion was doing here. Walking to the edge of the pillar, Brian took a deep breath and then launched himself off! Brian did one... two... three backflips in the air before landing hard down on C4, breaking the tables he was on and short circuiting some of the electrical equipment so that sparks began to fly!*
TB: Oh my God! Oh my God! Brian just hit the High Flyer from off the HWATron! That must've been a fifty foot fall for Brian Carter!
KK: What on earth possessed him to do that!?
TB: I have no idea!
*The fans were chanting "Holy Shit" in disbelief as Wallace ran over, jumped down to the side of the stage, and checked on both competitors. Because of the way Brian had landed, he was on top of C4 as Wallace saw this and made the count. One... Two... Three! Wallace ordered for the bell to be rung and then immediatly signaled for medical staff.*
TB: Well Brian Carter picks up the win here but at what cost? This match could very well have been a career shortener or even career ender for these two men.
KK: Maybe for C4, Trent but Brian will bounce back.
TB: Well, none-the-less, Brian retains his X-Treme Championship here but, for the second week in a row, you have to give the assist to "Awesome D" Anderson and the Legacy Department.
KK: That's why it pays to be in the LD, Trent!
Commercial Break.
The tag team champion Sett comes out to the ring together and they get a huge pop from the crowd. No Morgoth because he’s dead. He gets in the ring and poses for pictures. Conner and Mysterio’s music hit and they walk out and get boos from the crowd. They get in the ring and stare Sett down. The bell rings and Sett goes after Mysterio. Sett gets Mysterio to the corner and chokes him with his fist. Sett slowly pics him up in the air and chokeslams him to the outside. Meanwhile, Conner had gotten away from Sett and hit Sett in the back. Conner went outside and got a chair and hit Sett in the back of the head. Mysterio had tried to regain his thoughts and got a ladder and a table out from under the ring. He set the table and the ladder up next to each other. Mysterio picked up Sett and threw him into the ring steps. Mysterio picked him up and put him on the table.
TB: Oh no! What is Mysterio going to do here?!
KK: I’ll tell you what he’s going to do. He’s gonna fly high!
Mysterio gets on the ladder and signals for a swanton bomb. He jumps offf the ladder and hits it right through the table and Sett! Mysterio gets up and Wallace Cunningham touches him on the back to try and get by and see if Sett is ok and Mysterio thinks it’s Sett and turns and punches Cunningham by mistake knocking him out. Conner tosses Mysterio a chair and they now both have chairs.
TB: Now Conner and Mysterio have armed themselves with steel chairs here and what the hell are these two planning!?
KK: I think they're just tired Trent, they probably just want to use them to sit down on and rest for awhile while Wallace takes a nap.
*Sett stumbles up to his feet as Conner and Mysterio position themselves at each side. They then swing the steel chairs viciously, delivering a double chair shot to the head of Sett!*
TB: My God! What a thunderous double chair shot! I think Sett may have been knocked out there by that cheap shot by Conner and Mysterio!
*Just then, "Your Hero" Michael Diamond ran out the back as the crowd cheered loudly. He ran down the rampway and slid into the ring as he stalked behind Conner, his fist clenched tighty as it was visable that he wore his patented diamond knuckles.*
TB: It's Michael Diamond! What the hell is Michael Diamond doing down here!?
KK: That's what I'd like to know Trent, he has no business down here!
TB: Well you have to assume that he's merely coming to his friend's aid here!
*Diamond grew tired of waiting for Conner to turn around so he tapped him on the shoulder. Conner spun around as Diamond struck him right between the eyes with the diamond knuckles, drawing a huge pop from the crowd and sending "The Hardcore Soul" down to the mat!* TB: What a knock out shot there by Michael Diamond and his diamond knuckles there!
*Mysterio, turning to see his friend getting knocked down, charged Diamond as he swung his chair at him. Diamond ducked the blow and readied himself behind Mysterio as Mysterio looked left to right, wondering where Diamond had gone. Mysterio then turned around as Diamond flipped into the air and dropkicked the steel chair into Mysterio's face!*
TB: And now a back-flipping dropkick to Mysterio and Michael Diamond is getting himself some of Mysterio and Conner here tonight!
KK: This is unfair, Diamond shouldn't be down here!
TB: What's unfair is having Sett defend the Tag Titles without a partner!
*Diamond kipped back up to his feet and fired up this already hot crowd as he stalked behind Conner as Kevin stumbled to his feet, a bit dazed and confused from the diamond knuckle shot. Conner stumbled into Diamond who wrapped his arms around Conner's head and then slammed it down to the mat with the Diamond Cutter!*
TB: Diamond Cutter! Diamond Cutter! Michael just hit the Diamond Cutter on Conner!
*Diamond quickly made it to his feet as Mysterio staggered to his feet. Diamond quickly wrapped his arms around Mysterio's head and took him down to the mat with a Diamond Cutter!*
TB: And now a Diamond Cutter to Mysterio and the fans love it!
*Diamond got to his feet and looked down at Mysterio and Conner who just so happened to be laying next to each other. Diamond then directed his eyes to the nearby turnbuckle as a smile came across his face. Diamond made his way over to the turnbuckle and quickly ascended to the top rope as the fans got up off their seats and cheered him on. Standing upright, Michael balanced himself on the top rope as he looked down at Conner and Mysterio, measuring up his targets. Michael then flipped off the top rope and landed on both Conner and Mysterio with The Prism!*
TB: Prism! Prism! Michael Diamond just hit The Prism on Conner and Mysterio and the fans are going wild for "Your Hero!"
*Michael staggered to his feet and looked over to see Wallace beginning to come to. Not wanting to get Sett DQed, Michael quickly slid out of the ring and made his way back up the rampway, slapping hands with some of the fans along the way as the ref recovered and got to his feet to see all three competitors down* Mysterio rolls out of the ring stunned.
Back in the ring, Sett has gotten Conner weakened and in the turnbuckle. Sett puts him on the turnbuckle and sets him up for the Super Fall-Away Slam. Sett hits it! He pins and Cunningham counts 1..2..no! Conner kicks out. Outside the ring, Mysterio is trying to get up and get in the ring. Sett gets Conner and whips him to the ropes. Conner comes back and sett hits a flipping armbar turned into a DDT!
KK: That was a kick-ass move! Don’t you wish you could do something like that?
TB: Actually, I do!
Sett covers. 1..2..break-up by Mysterio. Sett picks Mysterio up, still wounded from the ladder and table, and gives him the Soth Texas Deathride. Conner gets up and hits Sett in the back with the title. Conner covers. 1...2...kickout!
TB: Oh man! Sett just kicked out of that. How did he do that?!
KK: What are you asking me for? I don’t know. Ask him.
Conner picks Sett up and Sett hits Conner’s hands off of him. He follows with some right punches. Sett gets him to the ropes and whips Conner to the ropes. He comes back and is met by Sett’s Big Boot. Sett sees this and picks him up for the Journey. Sett gets him up on his shoulders and slams Conner down hard to the mat.
KK: Conner just went on a Journey! Haha!
Sett pins. 1...2...3! Sett pics up the victory and is still the tag team champion. Commercial Break.
KK: I’ve been looking forward to this a lot. Can you believe that I would be hoping that Grimjack would win? Three months ago this would not have been so. TCO was more of a tyrant during his rule and I hope he doesn’t regain power. People hate Grimjack but I like his laid back attitude.
TB: I actually agree, I think Grim is essentially a good guy who got mixed up in the wrong crowd with people like Anderson.
One Armed Scissor hits and out waltzes Grimjack with a mic he’s wearing baggy faded blue jeans with cargo pants..
Grimjack: I’m man enough to admit that this may be my last pay per view as HWA president.
Cheers.
Grimjack: But I’m going to do it on my terms. I’m asking my Legacy Department mates to not interfere in this match at all. And I hope TCO does the same with the Aftermath . . . if he has honor anyway.
TB: That’s pretty honorable of Grimjack.
Sober hits and out comes TCO. He gets into the ring never taking his eyes off Grimjack as the crowd is chanting “T . . . C . . . O . . . “ He gets in Grimjack’s face and pushes him. Suddenly Conner’s music hits and he walks out with a referee shirt on as the crowd boos. Grimjack and TCO both look at him angrily as he gets in the ring. As TCO and Grimjack sit on opposite sides of the ring, Kevin Conner as special ref in the match up calls for the bell. TCO, and Grimjack inch towards each other, and Kevin Conner sits in the corner.
KK: I wonder if Conner will even ref the match.
TB: Of course he will, but Conner is in a good position right now. He basically picks the president of the HWA as we know it. Maybe he will get a raise.
Grimjack, and TCO are now locked up, and TCO with the upper hand hits an arm bar takedown. Grimjack falls to the mat, but is quick to his feet, not phased much by the move. TCO rushes Grim, and tries a spear but catches nothing but air, as Grimjack moves out of the way. TCO turns around, and catches a clothesline, and drops quickly. Grim picks up TCO, but TCO hits Grim in the balls. Conner doesn’t care about the low blow, and doesn’t say anything, as TCO takes the upper hand in the match.
TB: He had better be nice, he might have just hit out president in the balls, and god knows what Grimjack would do to TCO if Grim remained in power.
KK: Yeah, well TCO could be president too you know.
TB: I know everything, shut up Keith.
TCO now lifting Grimjack high in the air for a suspended vertical suplex. TCO drops Grimjack to the mat and the crowd goes wild, as Grim holds his back in pain. Suddenly “Circles” by Incubus hits and out comes Ryan Maxem all ready to go for his match later on. Maxem calmly walks down the ramps as TCO pays very close attention to him taking his eye off of Grim. Grim now makes it to his feet and he hits TCO to the outside with a clothesline to the back. TCO flips over the ropes to the outside and Maxem begins to beat the senses out of TCO. Maxem lifts TCO up for a huge DDT. He then rolls him back in and Conner finally yells at somebody for the first time in the match. Maxem yells some profanity at Conner before punching him in the face as he was leaning over the ropes to yell at Maxem. Conner stumbles back, and Maxem laughs as he is sitting back on the announcer’s table. Conner rushes outside to attack Maxem, but Maxem throws Keith off his chair, and folds it up as if he is going to hit Conner. Conner plays it safe and goes back to the ring, where Grimjack has TCO in a sleeper hold. Conner goes to check TCO’s arm, and it falls. Conner checks again, and it falls. Conner checks for the third time, but before TCO’s hand can fall Conner punches Grimjack in the face. Grimjack falls on his rear end, and TCO falls aside gasping for air. Suddenly from out back, Anderson, Syxx, Sanders, and Brian come running out. They rush in the ring and once again Conner is getting beat on.
TB: Maybe the jackass should have been a fair ref.
KK: He’s only trying to pick he next HWA President.
TB: Thank you captain obvious.
After Conner is beat on for maybe thirty seconds Mysterio, and C4 run out. They begin to attack members of the Legacy Department, but Anderson, Brian, and Syxx, are too much to handle. Not to mention Ryan Maxem calmly sitting at the announcers desk.
Maxem: Cant the see that the Legacy Department will not be stopped.
TB: I see it Ryan.
Maxem: Call me Maxem, only my friends can call me Ryan.
TB: Psss…hey Keith. Maxem spoke to me.
KK: Shut up, don’t you see what’s happening. Somebody do something!
Maxem: Fine, I will then.
Maxem gets out of the chair and folds it up. He rushes over to Mysterio, and C4 hitting both of them in the head. The echo through out the arena is enormous, and the crowd boos for every time Maxem swings. With Mysterio, and C4 out of the way Ryan tosses Conner back in the ring. Grimjack has the upper hand using his technical skills to dominate over TCO. Without warning Anubis, Sett, and Morgoth run from the back and begins attacking the Legacy Department.
KK: Finally, somebody called the cavalry!
TB: Shut your mouth Keith. The Legacy Department cannot be stopped.
KK: Don’t let Maxem put that filth into your head, don’t you see his words are toxic. He and the rest of the assholes in the HWA have contaminated your head.
TB: You used to like Maxem too, so shut up.
KK: Yeah, when he was sane!
TB: He’s sane…just more violent.
Aftermath members quickly took down Syxx, Sanders, and Brian with steel chairs of their own, and as Grimjack shouts at the Aftermath members TCO goes behind Grim, and suddenly out from nowhere.
KK: Tha Aftermath!!!!
TB: No!!!!!! Where the hell are Maxem and Anderson?
Out from nowhere Ryan Maxem, and Anderson run up behind all three members cracking the steel over each one of their heads. Maxem tries to rush in and break the count as Conner covers. 1.2.3. But it is a quick count, and TCO has won the match.
KK: Good triumphs over evil once again.
TB: …
It is too late for Grimjack to win, but Anderson, and Maxem run in and attack Conner, and TCO with the steel chairs and help Grim up. Sanders, Brian and Syxx get in the ring, and the Legacy Department seems to have taken over again as Tha Aftermath leaves the ring, not caring about the LD only about the victory. TCO and his friends are walking up the ramp when Grimjack gets a mic.
Grimjack: Damien! I won’t deny that you won! It was a quick count but that’s fine. Let me ask you something though. Do you remember the other time we fought? When it was a triple threat match back in 2001 between me, you and Judge? By ourselves maybe neither me or Judge could have stopped you, but we did stop you and Judge won the world title. That’s when the Legacy Department was formed TCO. You see . . . I always go into my matches with a full proof plan . . .
TB: What’s he getting at?
Grimjack reaches into one of the side pockets in his cargo pants and pulls out a folded piece of paper.
Grimjack: This here is a little addendum to the HWA rule book. This was my last act as HWA president earlier today. Let me read it for you. It reads: “The president of the Hardcore Wrestling Alliance, owned by Neil Williams, will never compete nor win any HWA title.”
Upon hearing this TCO gets pissed and Sett, Anubis and Morgoth try calming him down.
KK: That sneaky little . . .
Grimjack: Basically this means you can’t be HWA world champion if you’re HWA president TCO. Oh yeah and you’d have to go through Neil to change this rule. Good luck with that because you pissed him off by reforming the Aftermath! The decision is yours Damien . . . step down, or no HWA title.
The Aftermath drags a screaming TCO up the ramp as the scene fades out.
Commercial…
TB: Well here we go folks, this one is bound to get ugly.
KK: Why!? Is Kevin Conner wrestling in a thong!?
TB: Um... no.
KK: Whew!
*"Young Grow Old" by Creed hits as "Awesome D" Anderson emerges from the back. The crowd boos loudly as he gives them dirtly looks. Walking to the ring, he pulls himself up onto the apron and then steps over the top rope and enters into the ring.*
KK: Well we know that's ONE move that Anderson won't be doing when the ropes are lit on fire. Ouch!
*Anderson paces around the ring as his music cuts off and "Soldier" by Eminem hits over the loud speakers. The fans cheers loudly as the International Champion, Fudge, emerges from the back. He walks down the rampway and rolls into the ring and stands up as he stares down Anderson. Fudge unstraps his title and hands it over to Wallace Cunningham and then goes and gets right in Anderson's face. The two stare each other down as Wallace hands the belt over to the timekeeper. The ref then turns and nods to the ring manager as the ring manager nods back. Sitting in a chair, the ring manager presses a button on a remote controlled device and the ring lights up in fire.*
KK: Whoa! Hot tamales!
*The fire spreads all around the ring as Anderson and Fudge continue to stare at each other down, the heat of the flames adding to the tension.*
TB: Now this is a classic moment right here!
KK: It's getting hot in here... so hot... so take off all your clothes...
TB: Keith please!
KK: Hey, I wasn't talking to you Trent! I was talking to these fine honeys sitting behind us. Yo baby! How YOU doing?
*Anderson, tiring of the staredown, slapped Fudge hard across the face as the crowd "ooh" and "aah" at the show of disrespect by the HWA Legend. Anderson smiles at what he has done as Fudge puts his hand to his cheek. Turning his head, Fudge looked down Anderson and then suddenly unloaded on him with hard rights. The crowd cheered loudly as Fudge had the clear advantage. But Anderson quickly fired back with hard rights of his own, overpowering the smaller man. Anderson began to back Fudge towards the burning ropes but Fudge shot back with rapid right hand shots, stunning Anderson and getting him on his heels.*
TB: Well we're in a all out fist fight so far here!
*Anderson cut the fist fight abruptly short with a knee to the gut of Fudge which doubled him over. Grabbing Fudge's arm, Anderson irish whipped Fudge towards the burning ropes. Using his propelled momentum, Fudge leapt up onto the second rope and springboarded off onto Anderson with a Cross Body*
TB: A beautiful Springboard Cross Body by Fudge and that is the first offensive move on the match! The early advantage goes to Fudge!
*Fudge stayed on top of Anderson, going for the cover but remembered that he had to make his opponent quit. Fudge rolled off of Anderson as Anderson stumbled up to his feet. Anderson swung at Fudge with a Clothesline but Fudge ducked underneath it and got behind Anderson. Wrapping his arms around the big man, Fudge fell backwards and planted Anderson on the back of his head and neck with a German Suplex.*
TB: And now Fudge taking a page out of his good friend Michael Diamond's playbook!
*Fudge pulled Anderson up and delivered another picture-perfect German Suplex. Using all his strength, he pulled Anderson up one last time as he drilled him with a third and final German Suplex as the fans cheered loudly!*
TB: Fudge show-casing his Technical skills so far in this match up but I believe that's all about to change!
*Fudge's gaze went to a nearby turnbuckle as the fans cheered their approval. Running over to it, Fudge used his amazing agility to leap up to the top rope. Fudge looked off to the left and right of him as he saw the Fudgeheads come up out of their seats.*
TB: It looks like Fudge is about to fly!
*But Anderson suddenly got to his feet and charged Fudge, nailing him hard in the had with a huge right hand which almost caused Fudge to lose his balance and fall off of the turnbuckle. Anderson began to climb up the turnbuckle but Fudge cut him short with a couple stiff shots to the gut, doubling Anderson over. Fudge then flipped over Anderson and rolled him up, slamming him down to the mat with a Sunset Flip!*
TB: Sunset Flip by Fudge and Anderson walked right into that high-impact move!
*Anderson stumbled up to his feet as the move had, apparently, taken some out of Fudge as well. Anderson went for a kick to Fudge's gut but he caught Anderson's boot and held it firm. Fudge waved his finger in the air as if signaling not this time as he then stepped over Anderson's leg and kicked him right in the face with a Step-Over Wheel Kick!*
TB: And now a Step-Over Wheel Kick by Fudge and Anderson hasn't been able to mount any offensive move yet!
*Fudge quickly rolled up to his feet as he looked down at the prone Anderson who was now holding his head from that last shot. Seeing Anderson down, Fudge's gaze went over to a nearby turnbuckle as the fans started cheering loudly again. Walking over to it, Fudge hopped up to the turnbuckle and measured up his opponent. Fudge then launched himself off the turnbuckle, looking for the Fudge Splash but Anderson managed to just move out of the way!*
TB: Fudge Splash! Fudge Splash! Oh, but Anderson avoided the contact and this could be a turning point in the match-up!
*Fudge stumbled up to his feet, holding his ribs as he was met with a hellacious Big Boot from Anderson!*
TB: Oh God what a Big Boot by Anderson, almost decapitated Fudge there!
*Anderson, clearly aggitated, pulled Fudge up again as Fudge shook his head, trying to shake the cobwebs off. Anderson grabbed Fudge from behind and lifted him into the air, dropping him right onto the back of his head with a Back Body Drop!*
TB: Back Body Drop by Anderson and he's focused in on Fudge's head now!
*Fudge shook his head again as Anderson pulled him up once more. After a bit of trash talking, Anderson then irish whipped Fudge into the ropes as Fudge's back bounced off the red-hot ropes. Fudge stumbled forward, clutching his back as he walked right into Anderson who twirled Fudge around and dropped him back-first onto his knee!*
TB: A devastating Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker by Anderson and he has taken control of this match now!
*Anderson glared down at Fudge as Fudge squirmed around on the mat, holding his back. Grabbing Fudge's hair, Anderson pulled Fudge to his feet. Anderson then lifted Fudge up into the air and held him up there as he began to showcase his strength by doing a couple presses with Fudge above his head.*
TB: And now Anderson showing off to the crowd and the fans are letting him know what they think about that!
*The fans began to boo as Anderson sneered at their reply. Walking over to the ropes, Anderson dropped Fudge down neck-first onto the top rope!*
TB: Oh my God, Anderson Press Slamming Fudge right onto those burning ropes!
*Fudge bounced off the ropes and fell to his knees, grabbing at his throat. Stumbling up to his feet, he walked right into Anderson who wrapped his hand around Fudge's burnt throat! Fudge screamed out in pain as Anderson lifted Fudge up into the air and sent him crashing down to the mat with a Chokeslam!*
TB: Chokeslam! Chokeslam! Anderson sent Fudge crashing all the way down to the mat with that huge Chokeslam and the moment has shifted to the challenger's favor.
KK: Of course it has Trent, they don't call him "Awesome D" Anderson for a reason ya know.
TB: Well, welcome back Keith... how did your womanising go?
KK: ... I don't want to talk about it.
*Anderson walked around to Fudge's legs and looked out at the crowd as they booed, realizing what he was up to. Flipping the crowd off, Anderson grabbed Fudge's legs and placed his leg in-between them. He then tied Fudge's legs around them and twisted Fudge onto his stomach, locking in the Attitude Lock!*
TB: Attitude Lock! Attitude Lock! Anderson has Fudge locked in the Attitude Lock and this may be it right here!
*Fudge screamed out in pain as he began desperately trying to crawl his way towards the ropes. But Anderson had his feet positioned in a way in which Fudge could only inch his way, using his arms and then pulling himself forward.*
TB: This match means a lot to Fudge and he's doing everything in his power to get to those ropes.
KK: He's only delaying the inevitable Trent.
*Fudge clawed his way towards the ropes as Wallace asked if he wanted to give it up. Fudge, defiantly, shook his head no as he reached a hand out towards the ropes. His fingers brushed over the flame as he recoiled his hand in pain. Anderson, having seen this, pulled Fudge back to the middle of the ring amongst a chorus of boos.*
TB: Well, as much as I hate to admit it, that was a smart move by Anderson as it now forces Fudge to have to expend more energy to get back to the ropes.
KK: Or it forces Fudge to tap out and end this match.
*Fudge gritted his teeth in anguish as he began to inch his way towards the ropes. The fans cheered and applauded his bravery as he grew closer to the ropes.*
TB: Fudge is making another effort for it but the question is... can he make it to the ropes and break the hold?
KK: There's no way Trent, he's too weak and every second that he's in the Attitude Lock is a second longer that Anderson is closer to victory.
*As Fudge grew closer towards the ropes, Fudge's face dropped to the mat as the pain from the Attitude Lock and the heat generated from the fire was beginning to make him slip into unconsciousness.*
TB: Well folks, it looks like Fudge is fading on us here but you got to give it up for him... he never gave up in my book.
KK: Well the smarter thing would've been to give up Trent.
*Fudge lay still for a moment, his face buried into the mat and his arms stretched out before him. Wallace kneeled down beside Fudge and asked if he wanted to quit but new life surged through Fudge as he lifted his head and inched towards the ropes once more. Fudge reached his hand out and dropped it across the ropes as the whole arena was sent into euphoria!*
TB: Fudge has done it! Fudge has done it! He made it to the ropes!
*The crowd cheered loudly but their cheers turned to boos when they realized that Anderson had not released the hold. Wallace attempted to pull Anderson off of Fudge but he refused as he kept the submission hold locked in. Fudge screamed out in pain as his hand was burning from the fire. Finally, Anderson let go of Fudge as Fudge slumped down to the ground and lay motionless as Wallace got right in his face.*
TB: Now that was uncalled for my Anderson! He should've released Fudge right away!
KK: Hey, you should be thankful that Anderson released Fudge at all. It's No DQ Trent, remember? If Anderson wanted to, he could've just held onto Fudge until Fudge gave up.
*Anderson shoved Wallace aside as he held his arms up in victory as the fans booed and stared an "Asshole" chant. Anderson merely shook his head as Wallace checked on Fudge who lay motionless on the mat.*
TB: I think Fudge may really be hurt here and this is just not right.
*Wallace asks if Fudge wants to throw in the towel but Fudge shakes his head as he pushes himself up to his knees.*
TB: No matter if you like him or not folks, Fudge is one tough son of a bitch!
*Fudge placed his hands upon the flaming ropes and blocked out the pain of the fire burning his flesh as he pulled himself up to his feet. Tired of waiting, Anderson charged in and shoved Fudge into the burning ropes as it began to burn his chest. Then, grabbing Fudge's head, raked his face across the top rope as the fans screamed in disgust!*
TB: Oh my God! Anderson just raked Fudge's eyes against the burning ropes!
*Fudge fell down to the mat, grabbing at his face and rolling back in forth as he screamed out in pain. The arena went absolutely silent as Anderson stood above Fudge with a broad smirk across his face.*
TB: This is sick! Anderson just burnt Fudge's face and he's smiling! How can one man enjoy seeing another human being suffer like this!?
*Anderson lifted his arms up in the air in victory again as Wallace knelt down beside Fudge, checking on him.*
TB: Oh God, I can't watch anymore! Someone get some medical staff down here! Fudge is hurt bad damn it!
*The crowd remained silent as Anderson walked over to Fudge, shoving Wallace aside and pulling him up to his feet. Anderson then locked Fudge in an Abdominal Stretch as Fudge screamed out in pain.*
TB: Anderson again going after Fudge's injured back but... God, I pray that Fudge just gives up here.
*Fudge screamed out in pain as Wallace could do nothing but just his job as he asked if Fudge wanted to quit. Fudge continued to shake his head as the arena remained silent, almost as if they were feeling the pain that Fudge was feeling. Fudge tried to reach for the ropes but he was too far away.*
TB: Well I hate to say it folks, but I think this one's over. Fudge has no where to go and I think he's too weak to even more Anderson right now.
KK: Even if he wasn't too weak Trent, Anderson has his feet squared so that it would be near impossible for Fudge to even more.
*About a minute passed at the crowd started to get back into it, clapping and applauding for Fudge as Fudge began to fade. His head hung to one side as Wallace grabbed Fudge's arm and lifted it into the air. Releasing it, his arm fell lifeless to his side as the crowd continued to get louder, hoping they could bring Fudge back into it.*
TB: Well you got to give it up to Fudge, he gave everything in him. It just wasn't enough tonight.
KK: Hey, I give a lot of props to Fudge. He lasted a lot longer than I thought he would.
*Wallace lifted Fudge's arm up into the air as it, again, fell down to Fudge's side. The crowd got as loud as they possibly could as chants of "Fudge" started up. Raising his arm up once more, Wallace released it as it began to fall down but then it shot up as the Fudgeheads went crazy!*
TB: I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Fudge is still in it!
*Anderson shook his head in disbelief as Fudge pumped up his fist, a rush of adrenaline flowing through him. Grabbing Anderson, Fudge flipped his opponent down to the mat with a Hip Toss! Fudge then collapsed to his kness as he tried to gather up some strength.*
TB: Fudge broke free of Anderson's submission move and it's a whole new ball game!
*Anderson, aggrivated that this match had to continue, got to his feet and charged Fudge. Anderson met a rising Fudge with a stiff kick to the gut, doubling him over. Grabbing a hold of Fudge, Anderson then lifted him vertically in the air for what looked to be a Suplex.*
TB: Well Anderson quickly getting right back on Fudge, trying to make sure that Fudge doesn't get back into this thing!
*Anderson kept Fudge suspended vertically in the air as he began to walk backwards towards the ropes. Upon feeling the heat upon his back, Anderson stopped walking as he then began to fall backwards, looking for a Suplex but Fudge, wisely, wiggled out of Anderson's grasp. With his supreme agility, Fudge managed to land on the top rope and balance himself on it as Anderson spun around. Anderson's eyes grew wide as he saw Fudge standing on the ropes, flames dancing all around him as he stood there calmly, the rope bouncing up and down underneath his weight.*
TB: I don't think I've ever witnessed such a sight in all my years of wrestling!
KK: That's amazing! How's he able to just stand up on that top rope like that! And how come the fire isn't burning him!
*The fans wathced in disbelief while others cheered. A twisted smile formed across Fudge's lips as he then flipped off the ropes. Flipping over Anderson, Fudge twisted in mid-air and wrapped his legs around Anderson's head. Fudge then fell down to the mat, back-flipping Anderson down onto his face!*
TB: Oh my God! What a move by Fudge!
KK: What on earth was that!?
TB: I think it was a Springboard Flip-Twisting Reverse Hurricanranna!
KK: Does such a move even exist!?
TB: It does now! Wow!
*The fans chanted "Holy Shit" in disbelief as Fudge and Anderson lay face-first on the mat, taking a much needed breather.*
TB: These two men are giving it everything they have in their bodies and you can see the toll it's taking on them!
*Fudge and Anderson stumbled to their feet at about the same time as they began trading blows back and forth. Fudge, with his amazing resiliance, began to get the upper hand on Anderson as he began to beat him back towards the ropes. But Anderson lunged in, grabbed a hold of Fudge, lifted him into the air and then ran across the ring, ramming Fudge's back into the turnbuckle. With Fudge trapped in the turnbuckle, Anderson began to ram into him with his shoulder.*
TB: And now Fudge in no man's land here!
*After a couple more shoulders to the gut, Anderson hoisted Fudge up onto the top rope.*
TB: What's Anderson doing here!?
KK: Looks like we're going to see a high impact move by the big man!
*As Anderson began to climb up to the top rope, Fudge cut him short with a stiff kick in-between the legs as Anderson's face twisted in pain as he dropped off the ropes and down to the mat. Taking advantage of the situation, Fudge grabbed Anderson's head. Spinning off the ropes, he dropped Anderson right onto his head with a picture-perfect Tornado DDT!*
TB: A low blow followed up by a Tornado DDT and Fudge is right back in this thing!
KK: That's no fair! Fudge should be DQed for that low blow!
TB: It's a No DQ match Keith.
KK: Still! A low blow, that's just not right!
*Fudge quickly kipped right back to his feet as he taunted Anderson on. Anderson stumbled to his feet as he turned into Fudge who swept Anderson's leg out and then leapt into the air and hit drove his other foot into Anderson's head!*
TB: Fudge U! Fudge U! Fudge just hit the Fudge U on "Awesome D" Anderson!
*Fudge rolled and got to his feet as the fans were fully behind him now. Fudge pointed to a nearby turnbuckle and the crowd exploded with cheers.*
TB: And now signaling for the Fudge Splash and he's tried for this move on two occassions already and hasn't had much success. Could the third time be the charm here?
*Fudge pulled himself up onto the turnbuckle and measured up Anderson when, all of a sudden, the flames extinguished. Fudge looks around him confused and then looks outside the ring to see that Ryan Maxem has knocked out the ring manager and that he now had the flame controls in his hand. Maxem smiled over at Fudge as the two old friends glared at each other. Fudge then directed his attention to the rampway to see the Legacy Department running down the rampway.*
TB: What the hell is this!?
KK: It looks like the cavalry's arrived Trent!
*Not giving it a second though, Fudge flew off the turnbuckle as he landed on the group of Legacy Department with a Cross Body! The fans cheered loudly as Fudge rolled off the group and made it to his feet. Locking eyes with Maxem, Fudge began to run after his former partner as Maxem ran around the ring, trying to avoid Fudge.*
TB: And now Maxem is running for his life as Fudge is in hot pursuit!
*Running a full circle, Maxem stops and turns around and faces Fudge. He puts up his hands as if he doesn't want to fight as Fudge begins to approach him. Then, suddenly, Abrianna runs down the rampway with a steel chair in hand. Making her way past her fallen teammates, she runs over to Fudge and nails him in the back with a steel chair shot!*
TB: Oh my God what a chair shot by Abrianna and this was a damn set up by the Legacy Department!
*Maxem smiles his approval as Abrianna pulls Fudge up and rolls him back into the ring. Abrianna then slides into the ring with the steel chair but Wallace sees this and intervenes. Abrianna slips the chair past Wallace as she begins to argue with him, clearly distracting him as Anderson makes it to his feet to see the steel chair and then Fudge down on the mat.*
TB: Oh come on, don't tell me Anderson is going to use that chair! Isn't it enough that you have the whole Legacy Department out here helping you!?
*Anderson goes for the steel chair and grabs it and lifts it high above his head with one arm as the fans boo loudly. Fudge lays on his back, totally oblivious to what is happening around him as Anderson stalks behind him, taunting him to get up. Suddenly, however, the fans boos turn to cheers when Michael Diamond comes running out from the crowd and hops up onto the barricade.*
TB: Hey! It's Michael Diamond! It's Michael Diamond!
KK: What the hell is he doing down here!?
TB: Well I would assume that he's here to help Fudge!
*Diamond balanced himself up on the barricade and stood behind Maxem as Maxem turned around to see what all the fuss was. Seeing Diamond, Maxem's eyes grew wide as Diamond flipped off the barricade and hit a Blockbuster on him!*
TB: Blockbuster! Blockbuster! Diamond hits a Blockbuster from off the ring barricade on Maxem and these fans are loving it!
*Diamond taunted Maxem to get up as Maxem stumbled to his feet. Diamond then leaped into the air and hit a Back-Flipping Dropkick to Maxem as Maxem staggered backwards and fell over the ring barricade. Michael got to his feet and began to go after Maxem only to see him get swarmed by a group of angry fans.*
KK: Hey! Those fans are assaulting an HWA Superstar! Security! Security!
*Michael merely smield at this, seeing that Maxem was taken care of. Diamond then rusehd over to the ring manager and helped him up to his seat. Diamond grabbed the remote device and handed it to him and then gave him strict orders. The ring manager nodded his head in understanding as Diamond turned around and slid into the ring. At this point, Fudge had managed to get up to all fours and Anderson lifted the chair up high above his head, preparing to drive it into Fudge's back. But Diamond got to his feet and charged Anderson, Spearing him down to the mat!*
TB: Spear! Spear! Michael Diamond just Speared Andeson out of his boots! My God what impact!
*The crowd was going crazy as chants of "Diamond" rose up through them as Michael got to his feet and trash talked Anderson. Abrianna, seeing her stablemate get attacked, shoved Wallace aside and ran to attack Michael but Diamond turned around and came face to face with her as she came to a halt.*
TB: Uh oh, Abrianna's in trouble here!
KK: Not Abrianna! You can't tell me Michael is going to hit a woman!
*Abrianna looked around her, hoping that some back up would be coming to help her but she saw none. Diamond stared at her as he lifted his hand to his cheek, remembering the slap he had received last week. Seeing this look from Diamond, Abrianna lifted her hands up in the air as she slowly turned around and began to walk out of the ring. But then, the ropes burst into flames once more as she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes wide open. Twisting around, Abrianna glared at Michael as he flashed his million-dollar smile at her.*
KK: Oh no! Abrianna is trapped in the ring with Michael Diamond!
TB: That jezebel has no where to go now!
*Michael slowly moved towards her, savoring the moment as Abrianna looked to her left and right, hoping for some way to escape. Realizing that it was hopeless, she turned her attention back to Michael as he stopped right before her, the two glaring into each other's eyes. Suddenly, Abrianna swung at Michael, trying to slap him but he placed up his hand and caught her wrist.*
TB: I don't think that was such a smart move by Abrianna!
*Michael looked over at her hand and then over at Abrianna as he shook his head. Before she had a chance to react, Michael placed his other hand behind Abrianna's and brought her face right into his as the two embraced in a passionate kiss!*
KK: Hey! He can't kiss her! She's Maxem's girl!
TB: Well Abrianna kissed him last week, I guess he's merely returning the favor!
*The fans cheered loudly at this as Michael pulled away from Abrianna as she stood there in shock. Michael smiled at her and then wrapped his arms around her head and sent her crashing down to the mat with the Diamond Cutter*
TB: Diamond Cutter! Diamond Cutter! Michael just hit the Diamond Cutter on Abrianna!
*The fans went crazy upon seeing this as Michael kipped back up to his feet. He glared down at Abrianna with a smile on his face. Diamond turned away from Abrianna to see Fudge still on all fours. Outside the ring, the other Legacy Department members were beginning to regroup. Seeing this, Michael ran towards Fudge as he leapt up onto Fudge's back and then jumped off, flying over the top ropes and through the flame and landing on all the Legacy Department members with a Springboard Plancha!*
TB: What a move by Michael, sacrificing his body to take out all the Legacy Department members and we're finally back to it just being down to Anderson and Fudge!
*Anderson and Fudge stumble to their feet as Anderson bends down and grabs the steel chair. Turning around, he is surprised to see Fudge up as Fudge leaps into the air and karate kicks the chair back into Anderson's face, busting Anderson open!*
TB: Van Fudginator V1! Van Fudginator V1! Fudge just hit the Van Fudginator V1 on Anderson and Anderson is busted open!
*Fudge fell down to his knees as he was tired. Crawling over to Anderson, Fudge forced himself back to his feet as he grabbed Anderson's legs. Placing his own leg in-between Anderson's, Fudge wrapped his legs around and then twisted Anderson onto his stomach!*
TB: Attitude Lock! Attitude Lock! Fudge has the Attitude Lock locked in on Anderson!
KK: Hey! That's not fair! That's Anderson's own submission move!
*Anderson screamed out in pain as Wallace was down on the ground, seeing if he wanted to give up. Anderson shook his head as he tried to crawl towards the ropes but Fudge wasn't budging one bit.*
TB: I think Fudge realizes that this is one chance to win this match and he's not about to let Anderson get to the ropes!
*Anderson buried his face in the mat, the pain almost unbearable. He lifted his hand as everyone in the arena gasped, sensing the tap out coming.*
TB: Anderson's got his hand raised! I think he's about to quit!
KK: No! Don't do it! Tough it out Anderson!
*Anderson lifted his head and looked over at his hand and glared at it as if his hand at a mind of its own. But if this was the case, then the hand wasn't listening to him for it began to slowly lower towards the mat.*
TB: Will Anderson tap out to his own submission move!?
*Anderson clenched his fist together as he tried to fight the pain but it was no use. Relaxing his hand, he began to bring it down to the mat when Abrianna suddenly rushed to his aid, cracking Fudge right in the back of the head with the steel chair!*
TB: Oh my God what a chair shot by Abrianna! But did Anderson tap!? Did Anderson quit!? I couldn't see if his hand hit the mat or not!
KK: Of course not! Anderson would never tap out to his own move!
*Fudge slumped down to the mat, the back of his head busted open as Abrianna slammed the chair down. Wallace got up and began to argue with her as Anderson got himself up to all fours. Forcing himself up to his feet, Anderson began to walk off the pain as Fudge slowly tried to push himself up off the mat.*
TB: Oh man, Fudge is in bad shape here. He does not look good.
*Fudge's whole body seemed to shake as he tried to crawl towards the ropes. Anderson, having shaken off the effects of the Attitude Lock, walked over to Fudge and grabbed a hold of his tights. Anderson pulled Fudge up to his feet and kicked him right into the stomach. Following that shot, Anderson shoved Fudge's head in between his legs as he looked out at all the fans, the blood flowing down his face.*
TB: Oh no, Anderson wants the Attitude Adjuster!
KK: And what Anderson wants, Anderson gets!
*Anderson flipped Fudge up onto his shoulders and then powerbombed him down onto the mat with the Attitude Adjuster as the fans looked away, afraid to see the horrific impact.*
TB: Attitude Adjuster! Attitude Adjuster! Anderson has hit the Attitude Adjuster and I think he dropped Fudge right on the back of his head there! Oh God... Fudge is not moving! For the love of God, stop the match!
*Anderson dropped down to his knees before Fudge as Fudge lay motionless. Realizing there was only one way to end this match, Anderson forced himself back to his feet and grabbed Fudge's legs. He looked out at the fans as they booed him, showing how much that they wanted Fudge to come back into this. Wrapping Fudge's legs around his, he twisted and forced Fudge onto his stomach as he locked in the Attitude Lock!*
TB: Attitude Lock! Attitude Lock! Anderson has the Attitude Lock locked in on Fudge and this one has to be over!
*Seeing that her teammate had Fudge in a submission move, Abrianna stopped arguing with Wallace and shoved him towards Anderson. Wallace looked to see what was happening and got down in front of Fudge, asking if he wanted to quit. Getting no response, Wallace lifted Fudge's hand up into the air and released it as it fell down to the mat.*
TB: Well I give Fudge a lot of credit, he fought off against all the odds tonight but, in the end, the Legacy Department was just too much.
*Wallace raised Fudge's hand again and he released it as it fell down to the mat once more as Abrianna counted along with the ref. Wallace lifts Fudge's hand again and releases it as it falls down to the mat but then stops just inches before.*
TB: Oh my God! Fudge is still in it! Fudge is still in it!
*But then his hand fell down to the mat as all strength had flowed out of him. Wallace shook his head as he rang the bell, declaring Anderson the victor.*
TB: Damn it! Damn it! Thanks to the Legacy Department, Anderson is the new International Champion!
*The ring manager, having heard the bell, turns the flames off as Abrianna helps Anderson to his feet as he holds his arms up in the air in victory. The fans boo and throw trash into the ring as Wallace awards Anderson his International Championship belt. Anderson raises it high above his head as Abrianna stands back and admires the sight. She then sees Diamond sliding into the ring and alerts Anderson of his presence. The two quickly slid out of the ring as Diamond runs to the aid of his tag team partner.*
TB: Well now the Legacy Department high-tailing it out of the ring, not wanting anything to do with the HWA World Champion!
*Michael kneels down beside Fudge and checks on him as he is still unmoving. Michael lifts his head and stares down the Legacy Department as the entire group walks up the rampway. Michael stares a hole through all of them as Anderson flaunts his newly won title belt to his stablemates.*
TB: Well Anderson walks away the International Champion but, from the look of things, things aren't over between the Legacy Department and the team of Fudge and Michael Diamond.
Commercial Break.
TB: Well folks, up next we have a World Championship Match but, before we get into that, we're going to honor one of the men who was supposed to be in this match. His name was Chris Zibilich, known as Morgoth here in the HWA, and we received word late Friday that Chris had died in a brutal fire in his homestate of Texas. Our thoughts and prayers are with Chris and his family.
*Some somber music is played as a couple paulbearers come out from the back, carrying a casket with Morgoth's body in it. The fans in attendance stand up in respect for one of the greatest HWA superstars as the paulbearers walk down the rampway and slide the casket into the ring. Getting in themselves, they carry it over to the far-side of the ring and gently set it down.*
Erin Wallace: Ladies and gentlemen, will you please join me in a moment of silence and reflection as we watch a special piece of footage put together by our production crew in memory of Morgoth.
*The HWATron lights up as we see multiple images of Morgoth in his long and successful career in the HWA. The HWATron ends the memorial with a picture of Morgoth winning the Tag Team Championship Belts with Sett, a title that he had managed to hold to the day of his death.*
TB: This is a sad day in the lives of many of us as Chris was, most certainly, a great guy and a great friend to many and he will be missed. It's just a shame that Chris never got to accomplish his life-long dream of holding the HWA World Championship but he will, no doubt, go down as one of the greatest Superstars that the wrestling world has ever seen.
*Just then, "Circles" by Incubus hits as the fans silence turns to utter boos as Ryan Maxem comes out from the back and looks down at the casket in the ring. Stopping at the top of the rampway, Maxem shakes his head as if he can't believe that the HWA actually condones having a dead body inside an HWA ring. Maxem walks down the rampway and slides into the ring as the paulbearers move to intercept him, stating that this was a sacred ceremony but Maxem pays no heed to them as he begins laying hard rights into each and everyone of them!*
TB: Oh my God! Maxem is assaulting the damn paulbearers here and what business does Maxem have out here!?
*With all the paulbearers sprawled out in the ring, Maxem made his way over to Erin Wallace and took the mic from her. He then walked over to the casket and stood before it as his music cut off and the loud boos from the audience were visably heard.*
Ryan Maxem: You know something... I knew Morgoth was afraid me but I had no idea that he was so scared that he would resort to taking his own life rather than facing me!
*Maxem shook his head as the fans booed loudly.*
TB: Now that's not true! Morgoth didn't commit suicide!
KK: Well Maxem is saying that he did and I believe whatever Maxem says!
Ryan Maxem: But you got to give it to the guy for being inventive. I mean, rather than going out like a man and shooting himself, or knifing himself, or even jumping... he decides to start a fire and make it look like an "accident."
*Maxem is abruptly interrupted by the fans as they begin to chant "Asshole!" over and over again. Maxem stares out at them with an angry expression as he utters words under his breath.*
KK: I don't see what the fans are so upset about, Maxem's only calling it like he sees it.
TB: And the fans are calling it like they see it and I tend to agree with them in this regard.
Ryan Maxem: Now, now, now... I know Morgoth wasn't an angel but he was no asshole! Have you people no respect for the dead!?
*The fans booed as Maxem had just thrown their chants right back in their face.*
KK: Ha, ha, that was great! That shut 'em up good!
Ryan Maxem: Now Morgoth... Chris, I know you're down in hell somewhere and I just want to know... how hot is it down there?
*The fans booed again as Maxem laughed to himself.*
TB: Now this is just sick!
Ryan Maxem: I bet it isn't as hot as it when you lit yourself on fire and became a human torch, huh!?
*The fans booed again and started up the "Asshole!" chant but Maxem was having too much fun to even hear their chants*
Ryan Maxem: I mean, for God's sake Morgoth, didn't you mom ever tell you not to play with matches!?
*The chants grew louder and louder as did Maxem's laughs.*
Ryan Maxem: In all seriousness though... Chris, you were a hell of a guy and I sure will miss...
*Maxem appeared to get all choked up as if Morgoth's death had actually affected him in someway. The fans lightened up their chants a bit, not sure if this was an act at all.*
Ryan Maxem: I'll miss... I'll miss... I'll miss kicking the living hell out of you!
*The fans booed again as Maxem smiled at them, happy with himself that he was able to fool all of them into believing he was actually grieving.*
Ryan Maxem: With that said Chris, I think if the HWA should give you a fairwell that it be appropriate for the occassion.
*Maxem dropped the mic and slid out of the ring. Flipping up the ring apron, Maxem began to search for something on the outside.*
TB: Now what the hell is Maxem doing!?
KK: He's just trying to give his friend Morgoth the proper burial Trent, I don't see what's wrong with that.
*Having found what he was looking for, Maxem stood up from the ring apron and held up two items, one in each hand. In his left hand was a small vial of kerosene and in the other was a lighter. Seeing these items, the fans booed again as Maxem slid back into the ring*
TB: Oh you've got to be kidding me, he couldn't possibly be thinking of doing this!
*Maxem opened up the vial and began to pour it all over the casket as the fans started up the "Asshole!" chant again. Emptying the contents, Maxem then flicked the lighter on when "Points of Authority (Remix)" by Linkin Park hit the loud speakers! The fans erupted into cheers as Maxem spun around and looked up the rampway, awaiting the HWA World Champion!*
TB: Well I think the HWA World Champion has had enough of this!
*Maxem dropped the lighter and got himself in a fighting stance as he awaited the arrival of the HWA World Champion. But Maxem's attention was directed in the wrong place as the casket behind him suddenly opened.*
KK: Oh my God! It's alive! It's alive!
TB: What in the world!?
*The fans were a bit stunned by this but then "Your Hero" Michael Diamond hopped out of the casket, drawing a huge reaction from the crowd.*
TB: It's Michael Diamond! Michael Diamond just came out of that casket!
KK: Hey! Morgoth's supposed to be in there!
*Michael Diamond brought his finger to his lips, asking for the crowd to be quiet as he stalked behind Maxem. Michael's music ceased as Maxem smiled to himself again, realizing that Diamond wouldn't be coming out to confront him. But then Maxem turned around and right into a spear from Michael Diamond as the crowd exploded into cheers!*
TB: Spear! Spear! Michael Diamond just speared Ryan Maxem down to the ground!
KK: Cheap shot! Cheap shot! Maxem didn't even know Diamond was there!
*Michael got up to his feet as he taunted Maxem on. Maxem, a bit dazed about what was happening, stumbled up to his feet and into Michael as Michael applied his arms around Maxem's head and then drove him down to the mat with the Diamond Cutter!*
TB: Diamond Cutter! Dimaond Cutter! Michael Diamond just hit the Diamond Cutter on Maxem and Diamond is kicking some serious ass!
KK: Diamond should be DQed for what he's doing! Their match hasn't even officially started yet!
*Diamond ripped off his promotional "Diamondback" t-shirt (available everywhere) as he climbed up to the top rope and measured up his opponent.*
TB: And it looks like we might get a preview of our main event right here! Diamond is going for The Prism!
*But just as Diamond was about to fly off, "Mistakes" by Godsmack hit the loud speakers. The fans began cheering like mad as the lights dimmed in the arena.*
TB: What the hell is going on!? That's Morgoth's theme!
*The arena was in darkness for a couple seconds until a single light shone upon the top of the HWA rampway where the supposedly deceased Morgoth stood.*
TB: Oh my God, it IS Morgoth! Morgoth is alive! I don't believe it!
*The crowd started up a "Morgoth" chant as the lights returned to normal and Morgoth made his way down to the ring. Michael hopped off the turnbuckle, in shock to see his friend alive. Sliding into the ring, Michael quickly greeted Morgoth with a friendly hug as Morgoth just stood there, not quite knowing how to react.*
TB: Well I know Michael is sure as hell glad to see Morgoth alive and I have to tell you, I think the fans around the world agree with him.
*Michael pushed off Morgoth, expressing how good it was to see him alive when Morgoth suddenly wrapped his hand around Michael's throat and lifted him up into the air and sent him crashing down to the mat with The Goth!*
TB: Oh my God! Oh my God! The Goth! The Goth! Morgoth just drove his friend all the way down to the mat with The Goth!
KK: Ha, ha, ha... I guess Morgoth is glad to see Diamond too!
*The fans, albeit a bit shocked, still continued to cheer for the big man as Morgoth made his way over to Maxem as he stumbled to his feet. Maxem stumbled right into the big man as the two came face-to-face with Morgoth. Maxem's eyes grew wide, seeing the big man alive as Morgoth wrapped his hands around Maxem's throat and sent him crashing down to the mat with a Goth of his own!*
TB: And now The Goth on Ryan Maxem and Morgoth has taken out both his competitors for the main event tonight!
*Morgoth cleared the ring of any paulbearers, debris, and then the casket as he walked around the ring, raising his arms up into the air and drawing huge reactions from the crowd as Wallace Cunningham ran down from the back and slid into the ring, ringing the bell and declaring this Main Event underway!*
TB: And now this Main Event is underway and Morgoth has a clear advantage right now!
KK: An unfair advantage if you ask me!
TB: Oh well, here we go!
Morgoth continues to put the boots on Maxem as Diamond slowly gets to his feet. Maxem attempts to stand, But Morgoth lands a swift kick to Maxem's side and he falls again. Morgoth, finally deciding that he's dealt enough to Maxem...for now...turns to work on Diamond. Unfortunately for Morgoth, though, Diamond was already up, and Morgoth was met with two feet to his chest, a vicious dropkick from Diamond. Morgoth stumbled back, keeping his footing. Diamond jumped back up to his feet and dropkicked Morgoth again. Again, Morgoth merely staggered back. At this time, Maxem was slowly making his way back to his fett and was on his hands and knees, catching his breath from the brutal kicks Morgoth gave to him. Diamond gets up and dropkicks Morgoth one more time. Again, Morgoth only staggers back, but this time, he staggers back into Maxem, still on hands on knees, and loses his footing, tripping over Maxem.
KK: Morgoth finally going down!
TB: Just like he would have from a childhood prank.
KK: What?
TB: You know, when the guy pushes the other guy and there's a guy on his hands and knees behind the guy and...oh just forget it. WOW! WHAT A MOVE BY DIAMOND!
Diamond, seeing his opponents on the ground, ran at them full speed, and then leapt over the tangle of both of them, catching himself on the middle rope and launching into a springboard moonsault on to both of them, prompting Trent to make such an outburst. The crowd exploded into wild cheers for Their Hero, and Diamond stayed on top of Morgoth as the ref went over to make the count. One, two...
KK: Whoa!
Morgoth suddenly came alive, using his arms to push Diamond completely off of him. Morgoth then climbed quickly to his feet, and went to send another swift boot into Maxem. Maxem, however, suddenly shot out his arm and hooked Morgoth's kicking leg, pulling it back and sending Morgoth straight back to the mat. Maxem, still with a hold on Morgoth's leg, flipped forward to make a bridging-type pin over Morgoth. The Ref counts, one, Morgoth, more dazed than hurt, manages to kick himself free of the bridge. Maxem gets off and stands up only to get nailed in the face with a spinning heel kick by Diamond, seemingly from out of nowhere. Morgoth gets to his feet as Diamond falls down to pin Maxem. The ref can't even begin to count, for as soon as he drops to his knees to slap the mat, Morgoth drives an ax-handle smash into Diamond's back, breaking up the count. Diamond gets up from the downed Maxem, and turns to stare up at Morgoth. The anger is evident in his face. Morgoth returns the glare, his showing more confidence, and even arrogance, than anything else. The crowd's cheers rise for these two, they want to see the two finally go at it one on one more than anything else at the moment.
TB: You can see the tension rising between these two friends.
KK: It looks like it's just about to blow, too!
And it does blow. Morgoth sends the first punch, right to the side of Diamond's face. Diamond staggers back, holding his face in pain. Morgoth simply stands there in wait. Diamond stops, still holding his face, then quickly rushes Morgoth, nailing a right hand into Morgoth's own face. Morgoth recoils hard from the punch, catching a quick breather before returning the blow. Fueled by adrenaline, Morgoth doesn't wait for a replying punch, he goes straight into another, and another. Finally, on the next, Diamond, ducks, and Morgoth, punching overhead, does almost a complete spin from the momentum of his blow.
TB: Did you SEE that? Morgoth had enough momentum in that punch to take Diamond's head off!
KK: Probably good thing for Diamond that he ducked, then, eh?
Diamond quickly followed it up with a spinning sweep kick to Morgoth's calves. The kick landed at the precise point it was meant to, as Morgoth lost his balance and fell backwards, Diamond stood up out of his sweep kick, then fell back with an elbow drop onto Morgoth as he was still falling, quickening and adding some more pain to his descent.
TB: Now THAT was an interesting move by Diamond.
Diamond quickly gets to his feet again, and jumps onto the second turnbuckle, then hops off backwards with a version of the Vader bomb, but Morgoth pulls his knees up. Diamond rolls off of Morgoth, clutching his ribs and stomach. Morgoth gets to his feet, ready to lay in the hurt on Diamond, and he doesn't see Maxem lying in wait behind him.
KK: This is about to get BAD for Morgoth and GOOD for Maxem!! I can't wait!! We all thought he was dead, and now Maxem is gonna put him that way after all!
TB: Keith, isn't that just a bit disrespectful for someone who we just thought was dead?
KK: Well he just OBVIOUSLY faked his own death, Trent! How disrespectful is that?!
TB: I don't think he faked anything, Keith, I think it was more of a misunderstanding-
KK: Shut up, Trent, I'm trying to watch the match! I wanna see Maxem KILL Morgoth!
Maxem sneaks up behind Morgoth and nails him with a hard elbow to the back. Morgoth, surprised and temporarily paralyzed from the point of attack, stiffens as Maxem spins Morgoth around and nails the Technical Difficulties.
KK: TECHINCAL DIFFICULTIES!!!
Maxem then picks him up, and sets him for the Technical Difficulties again, and performs the move a second time.
KK: AGAIN!!!
Maxem, once more, picks up Morgoth and hits the Technical Difficulties on him one more time.
KK: OH MY GOD!! THREE TIMES!! THREE TIMES!! THREE TIMES!!!
TB: You were right, Keith, Morgoth might just have been killed. The Technical Difficulties is a bad enough move as is, but three times in a row...we can only hope for Morgoth's safety.
Maxem gets ready to pin Morgoth this time, but Diamond comes flying out of nowhere with a huge diving clothesline to Maxem, sending both of them to the mat in a heap. Morgoth rolls out of the ring, completely incapacitated from the triple-shot of Technical Difficulties. Meanwhile, back in the ring, unbridled fury took control of both men as they fought tooth and nail on the mat, no grace, no flair, simply two men beathing the hell out of each other. Diamond, from his clothesline, had the upper hand yet, but Maxem, being the stronger of the two, finally manged to shove him off. Both men then laid on the mat, the energy taken out of both of them. The referee began to start his ten-count. One....two....three....four....Maxem began to stir....five.....six....Diamond started moving again....seven....eight....Maxem came to his feet shakily....nine....Diamond followed suit, just in time. The two men stared each other down, as the referee walked back into position to watch them both. After a few long moments of waiting, they finally grappled. Diamond suddenly pulled Maxem down into a small package roll-up. The ref counts, one, two, thr- Maxem JUST barely kicks out.
TB: Diamond with a surprise rollup there, it almost got Maxem.
KK: Eh, he just caught him sleeping for a second, dumb luck.
Maxem climbs to his feet, but Diamond, from a crouching position, leaps at Maxem's legs, pulling them out from under him and then flipping over him into a bridging pin. The ref counts again, one, two, thr- again, Maxem just manages to pull away. Diamond gets up and shakes his head. Maxem gets back to his feet as well. Diamond shrugs and turns to face Maxem, only to get kicked in the gut.
KK: TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES!! This is OVER now!
TB: It's not over yet...
Trent crosses his fingers as Maxem sets up Diamond for the Technical Difficulties. He lifts him up vertically in the air, showboating for the crowd. Suddenly, "South Texas Deathride" blasts over the loudspeakers as Sett runs down to the ring. He runs down to check on Morgoth, bending over his still-unmoving figure on the outside. Although he did nothing directly, Sett's entrance distracted Maxem as he started to lose his balance, with Diamond over him. Diamond, using this to his advantage, brought himself back down, somehow twisting in midair on his way and falling with Maxem straight into the Diamond Cutter!!
TB: DIAMOND CUTTER!! THAT WAS A DIAMOND CUTTER FROM ALMOST SEVEN FEET UP TOO!!
Sett looked up from his tending on Morgoth, his eyes meeting with Diamond's for half a moment, until Diamond turned and climbed up to the top turnbuckle.
TB: I see it coming!! I see it coming!!
KK: Oh no, oh no, oh no...
Diamond flies off the top turnbuckle with The Prism, connecting with Maxem with perfect precision. Sett watches, smiling, all the way as Diamond rolls over to pin Maxem. The ref goes down to count: One, two, three.
TB: DIAMOND DID IT!! THE MAN DID IT!! HE RETAINED HIS BELT YET AGAIN!!
KK: Mother....f-
TB: Keith! Watch your mouth! HE WON!!
KK: Yeah...great...for him...
Diamond kicks Maxem out of the ring and stands in the middle, celebrating as the ref hands him the World Championship belt. Diamond raises it high in the air, and Sett climbs into the ring from the outside. Diamond stops to watch Sett, cautiously. Sett slowly walks up to Diamond, and the two watch each other for some time. Finally, Sett smirks his trademark smirk and extends his hand. Diamond, after a bit of hesitation, finally flashes his million-dollar and extended his own arm, and the two shake hands as the crowd cheers wildly.
TB: The night ends well for Diamond at yet another pay per view. Tune in next week for Survival and to see what the new president TCO does.
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