The scene opens up inside the Philips Arena in Atlanta Georgia for Survival. Thousands of HWA fans are in attendence and you can see they are all hicks as this is Georgia. There are signs that says stuff like “yeehaw” and “I LUV DAN SAWYER”. Trent Brown and Keith Kincaid are ringside.
TB: Welcome back folks tonight will be an explosive evening—
Suddenly the HWAtron comes on. The HWATron comes to life as we see Tristan Wolfe nervously pacing back and forth in the HWA Parking Lot, clearly stressed out about something. The fans cheer loudly for the Irish hearthrob but, if he had heard them, he paid no attention, his focus solely on one thing.
TB: Well there's Tristan Wolfe but what on earth is he doing in the parking lot?
KK: Isn't it obvious Trent, he's waiting for someone.
As if on cue, a long stretch black limo pulls into the parking garage. Seeing this, Tristan rushes towards it as he anxiously waits for it to come to a halt. Tristan can hardly control his excitement as he waits for the limo driver to get out and open the back door. As the door swing opens, the camera man accidentally chooses a bad angle as he is filming directly behind Tristan, blocking the view of who was in the limo.
KK: Who is it!? Who's in the limo!?
Tristan Wolfe: What the fuck...?
The camera man finally gets his bearings as he shifts to the side as we see Grimjack standing before Tristan. The fans boo loudly as Grim smiles over at Tristan.
Grimjack: Well hey there partner.
Tristan Wolfe: Ah'm not yer fuckin' partner.
Grimjack: Well then, comrade, what's cookin'?
Grimjack offers Tristan his hand as Tristan merely glares over at his Legacy Department teammate.
Tristan Wolfe: Ye do remember the last time ye offered me yer hand, right?
Grimjack's face grew red with anger as he pulled his hand back as Tristan smiled over at him.
Grimjack: I'd be careful Tristan, I'm not in the mood for any of your little antics tonight! Tonight is MY night! Tonight is the Legacy Department's night! So you just remember whose side you're really on!
Grimjack brushed past Tristan as the HWATron faded to black.
TB: Well folks, I can only assume that Tristan was awaiting the arrival of the HWA World Champion, Syren... whom we've not seen in a matter of weeks. But she is expected to be here tonight and defend her World Title no less.
KK: That's right Trent, and against a former World Champion in Ryan Maxem.
TB: And did we mention that the two used to have a personal relationship as well?
KK: Oh yeah baby, Maxem got to tap that ass!
TB: Keith!
KK: Well he did!
TB: Well, regardless, tonight should be an explosive night when former lovers turned bitter rivals will clash, all in the name of the World Championship!
TB: Well, we will start things out with two rookies trying to make a name for themselves in the HWA.
KK: I enjoy seeing rookie match ups, it shows that they could be the future of the HWA.
Xavier Lawless theme music hits to have no applause nor boos, as he walks down the ramp confidant about his match up. He raises his arm up as he walks down the ramp, as he climbs up the steel steps and gets inside the ring as he does little bunny hops awaiting his opponent.
KK: Xavier has the most potential in a rookie I have seen step in the ring.
TB: But will potential help you win a match?
KK: We will see Trent.
Corey Farmer's theme music hits to have no applause nor boos, Corey walks down the ramp just trying to get the fans hyped up as he starts shouting to the fans. He seems to be getting to the fans, as he runs and slides inside the ring as he stares at Xavier, than looks back at the fans.
TB: Corey seems to be getting a lot of attention from the fans.
KK: He seems to be pretty excited about his debut match in the HWA.
The referee signals for the bell, as the match begins. Xavier and Corey start walking toward each other, as they get into a grapple. They start pushing each other back and forth with the grapple, and soon Xavier gets Corey in a headlock.
KK: Great maneuver by Xavier.
TB: Man, this match is boring.
KK: Shut up Trent, and just pay attention to the match before you get us both in trouble.
Corey starts pushing Xavier little by little, as Corey reverses the headlock into a backdrop. Corey runs to the ropes as he delivers a knee drop to Xavier and goes for the pin. 1…. Xavier kicks out after a one count.
TB: Corey tried to go for a quick win right there.
KK: the rookies coming into the HWA impress me, and giving it they're all.
Corey seems pissed as he gets up and picks Xavier up by his hair. Corey Irish Whips Xavier, and attempts a clothesline. Xavier ducks and runs to the ropes as he delivers a clothesline of his own. Xavier runs to the ropes as he delivers an elbow drop, as Corey moves out of the way.
KK: Momentum seems to be going back and forth.
TB: I wish I had a pillow.
KK: If you don't shut up Trent, I'll make sure you are in the hospital before the end of the night.
Corey and Xavier start staggering to their feet. Corey nails a jab to Xavier, as Xavier delivers a jab of his own to Corey. They continue giving each other jabs, as they soon run to the ropes and give each other a shoulder block and they both fall to the mat.
KK: These two rookies seem to have the same strategy in mind.
TB: Who ever gets to their feet first will get the upper hand.
The referee starts to make the count. 1…2…3…4…5…. Xavier starts to shake the cobwebs out of his head as he holds the rope for balance and starts to make his way up. Corey starts to get up as Corey turns around Xavier runs toward Corey and gives Corey a head scissors. The fans go wild as Xavier pins. 1,2, Corey barley kicks out!
TB: So much energy these fighters have put into the fans.
KK: I haven't seen this much action since I saw a Garth Brooks concert.
TB: Garth Brooks concert?
KK: Umm… I mean I haven't uh…
TB: Yeah that's what I thought.
Xavier gets Corey up as he Irish whips Corey to the turnbuckle. Xavier runs toward Corey as he gets on top of Corey and starts delivering punches. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10! Xavier jumps off of Corey as Corey falls face first on the canvas.
KK: Vicious punches straight to the forehead.
TB: That's going to leave a bad headache.
The referee checks on Corey, as Corey pushes the referee and the referee falls to the mat. Xavier walks toward Corey to receive a low blow.
TB: Ha Ha… I'm starting to like this guy already.
KK: What a desperate move from Corey Farmer.
Xavier is still standing, as he can barley move. Corey smiles as he gives Xavier a DDT; Corey starts stomping on Xavier the referee is slowly recovering.
KK: Well I guess Corey has this match won.
TB: Corey is my kind of guy, this guy just amazes me by the minute.
Corey gets Xavier up, as he Irish whips him and gives him a shoulder block. Xavier falls hard to the mat, headfirst. Corey pins Xavier. As the referee is slowly trying to get towards Corey, the referee counts. 1…2…. Xavier kicks out!
TB: That was a slow count!
KK: Well Corey did knock the ref out…
Corey seems to look pissed as he starts arguing with the ref. Corey pins Xavier again. 1…. 2… Xavier kicks out! Corey pins again, 1…. 2… Xavier kicks out once again. Corey is frustrated, as he gets Xavier in a sleeper.
TB: Now Corey has got this match won.
KK: If Xavier doesn't get out of this, this match will be over.
Corey starts applying pressure on the sleeper, as Xavier seems to be feeling the side effects. Corey starts smiling as he starts applying more pressure, and Xavier starts to close his eyes. Corey demands that he see if Xavier can still go on. The ref raises Xavier's arm…. The ref counts 1… The ref raises Xavier's arm again… the ref counts 2. The ref raises Xavier's arm again…, as Xavier seems to be waking up.
KK: Come on Xavier, you're almost there.
TB: Apply more pressure!
Xavier starts waking up as he starts getting up, as he makes Corey get up with him. Xavier starts giving Corey elbows to the stomach. He gives one elbow to the stomach of Corey and Corey flies. He gives another elbow to Corey and Corey starts to lose grip. He delivers another elbow to Corey, and Corey lets go of the submission as Corey starts running toward Xavier. Xavier ducks and gives Corey a neck breaker.
KK: What a great way to recover from such a devastating attack.
TB: I think Corey's hurt!
Xavier gets on the turnbuckle as he poses for the fans. He smiles as he waits for Corey to get up. Corey gets up, as Xavier attempts to go for a drop kick as Corey moves out of the way. Corey pins. 1,2…. Xavier kicks out. Corey gets on the second rope without the ref seeing as he pins again. 1….2 Xavier kicks out! The ref sees what Corey has done as he starts arguing with Corey. Xavier gives Corey a schoolboy, and the ref pins. 1,2,3! Xavier wins as he slides out of the ring with Corey looking pissed.
TB: Xavier cheated!
KK: Shut up Trent, give the rookie his credit.
Xaview Lawless is celebrating his win as he walks back up the ramp. Corey Farmer still in the ring gets a mic.
Farmer: I’m mad that I lost so I quit! HWA is too tough for me anyway!
Farmer starts crying and runs from the ring.
TB: What an unclassy guy.
KK: Yeah that’s embarassing.
[ The camera's turn on backstage for Sunday Night Survival, and you see Grimjack walking around walkingstage, in a dark hall way, but lit well enough to see where and what he is doing. Grimjack comes to a door and knocks on it twice, and waits while there is no answer at the door. He rolls his eyes in annoyance, but then as he was about to walk away, the door opens. Grimjack steps inside the door, and the cameras follow, and are you can tell that they are in the room where the scene was scene earlier in the night, a dark room, where shadows can just been seen because of the light thru the door. A voice is heard in the background that sounds like Grimjack... ]
[ Grimjack ]....Hey....
[ Nothing is heard for a moment and then all of a sudden.... ]
[ Unknown man in familair scene ] What's up?
[ Grimjack ] Well, you know....I had told you eariler in the night that I wanted to team up with you...
[ Unknown man in familiar scene ] Yeah?....and?
[ Grimjack ] And...well, I wanted to know the answer from you so that we can get things going in the HWA. I mean, Mental Mark is being totally unfair to you, and I want to stop that. What makes Mental Mark so much better than anyone else in the HWA? Just because he was given the authority from the boss doesn't mean that he can talk and act like that to you....or for that matter to anyone. And THAT is exactly why I have proposed to you that you join the LD...
[ Unknown man in familiar scene ] Yeah, that's right. But, like I said before, I do not know what the "L.D.", as you say, IS...
[ Grimjack ] Just let me lay it down this simple for you man - "L.D." stands for Legacy Department. In the HWA, there are many people who think they can do what they want, when they want, just because they have a gold strap around thier shoulder, or have authority in thier name...and that is exactly why the Legacy Department exists. To STOP them from ruiening and controlling the HWA. And as for the people in the Legacey Department, I am sure you will get along with them all...
[ Uknown man in familiar scene ] Sounds interesting...and something actually worth looking into. I am here for one reason only though...and that is to make my presece felt, and regulate the people who try and 'run' things as you say, in the HWA.
[ Grimjack ] See? We already have one goal in common. And about that promise I made earlier about you getting in the IC tournament...
[ Unknown man in familair scene ] Forget that man. There are too many chumps names going around that are involved in that tournament. People who I do not even want to waiste my time and energy on, trying to gain the IC title. But don't get me wrong...I know you have to earn your 'respect' in the HWA, and I respect that myself. There is nothing more that I hate is moochin' S.O.B.'s that think they can get what they desereve. The only reason I made that statement about getting in that tourney was to make people worried...scared...for just a slight second. I knew the answer from Mental Mark right away...the answer was going to be NO...I knew that. But that isn't the point. No one knows the point of that challange....pretty soon people will start to understand...but they won't figure it out fast enough to stop me...stop me from destroying the HWA roster into peices...dominating, one by one.
[ Grimjack ] See, that's the kind of attitude that we want in the L.D. Determination. Destruction. Decimation. That's what we want..and it's exactly why my offer is still on the table for you to join the L.D. But before you come in...you WILL have to reveal your REAL name and identity to me..and the rest of the HWA!...
[ Unknown man in familiar scene ] My identity? Well, I wasn't going to reveal myself till a more important date..BUT...I think I will do it now, so EVERYONE knows who I am from here on out...
My name...My name is Warren to da Gee. Call me Warren...or call me Gee.
[ Grimjack ] Okay, good. Now I know your name, Warren. But now the question is...will you be joining the L.D.?
[ Warren G ] Will I join the L.D.? Good question. I have been giving it a lot of thought myself lately, and actually, I have come to my decsion after comming face to face with you....but it's under ONE condition and ONE condition only...
[ Grimjack ] ...What's that?
[ Warren G ] That I am known as the sole leader of the L.D. and that everyone reconizes and respects that..
Grimjack just looks at Warren G strangely for a minute then realizes he was serious. Grimjack gives Warren G a kick to the gut followed by the Exodus and Warren G is out cold.
Grimjack: You? Leader of the LD? Ha you’re not worthy to lick my boots rook. Mark was right about you. Welcome to the HWA.
Scene fades out as Warren G is out cold.
TB: Grimjack teaching some rookie a lesson.
KK: Kid wanted to be leader of the LD . . . now that’s just obscene.
Commercial Break.
TB: Well Conner and Tarmen aren’t here, sources tell me they were both afraid to face each other! Some tag team champions we have. But anyway we have a good match next.
Kamikaze’s music hits and out he comes getting good cheers.
TB: The Militia has been down lately but here is a chance for them to regain prestige if Kamikaze fairs well.
Brooklyn’s music hits and out he walks getting some boos due to being in the LD. They are both in the ring and the match begins. Brooklyn goes to rush but Kamikaze gets in a good drop toehold. Brooklyn stunned rolls out of the ring, but Kamikaze runs and jumps off the ropes hitting a triple flip into a hurricurana on Brooklyn sending him smashing into the guardrail.
TB: Kamikaze is living up to his name.
KK: Oh you mean the one he stole from Fudge?
Brooklyn is injured. He grabs a chair and getting up tries to hit Kamikaze with it but Kamikaze hits him in the chair back to his face with a running leg sweep.
KK: This is embarassing for the LD come on guys.
Almost in reply LD member Grimjack comes running down the ramp to massive boos. He has bat and swings for the fences at Kamikaze but Kamikaze ducks it and hits a huge DDT on Grimjack.
TB: Grimjack just got destroyed by Kamikaze.
Meanwhile Brooklyn has slid back into the ring and is trying to regain his senses. Kamikaze hops on the apron then the turnbuckle. He flips off hitting a back elbow to Brooklyn’s face devestating him. Kamikaze covers 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! He is celebrating like he won the lottery.
KK: Dammit what a cheater.
TB: What Kamikaze didn’t cheat at all, in fact he won despite getting attacked by Grimjack. This was a victory for the Militia, no way around that.
The HWATron comes to life once more as we see Tristan Wolfe pacing back and forth in his locker room, a cell phone to his ear. After a couple more rings, Tristan tosses it into his locker room as he appears to be a bit frustrated. His frustration only grows as Kristin Thomas walks in. The fans boo as Kristin leans up against the wall, her eyes checking out Tristan's body.
Tristan Wolfe: Can ah help ye with somethin'?
Kristin Thomas: Oh, don't mind me... just admiring the view.
Kristin smirked over at Tristan as Tristan laughed to himself and shook his head. He then got serious as he glared over at her.
Tristan Wolfe: Admire this.
Tristan lifted his middle finger to Kristin as her smirk was quickly erased by such a un-called for action.
Kristin Thomas: Alright then, if that's how it's going to be, yes... you can help me with something. You can tell me where Syren is.
Tristan glared over at Kristin as the smirk came across her face again.
Tristan Wolfe: She's not here at the moment...
Kristin Thomas: You do know that if she doesn't show up tonight and defend her title against Maxem, she will be stripped of the title and fired, right?
The crowd booed as Tristan's face flushed red with anger.
Tristan Wolfe: She'll be here!
Enraged, Tristan stormed past Kristin and out of the locker room as Kristin laughed to herself.
KK: I hate to admit it, but I think Syren's days as an HWA Superstar is limited Trent!
TB: You may be right about that! I can only hope she makes an appearance tonight!
"Enemies" by Xzibit is heard playing over the speakers.
TB: What’s this? I don’t recognize this music? Wait some people are walking down the ramp . . . could it be, it is!
Jason Craven and Peter Octavian walk out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. They head towards the ring, a look of determination on Jason's face. Peter runs ahead of Jason and slides into the ring then begins bouncing around as if he's moshing alone. Jason walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring. Peter gets out of the ring and begins interacting with the fans.
TB: What is going on here. Well last we saw Craven he was helping Caleb Ramirez against the LD, and Caleb quit.
KK: Well he has a mic so shut up and listen.
Craven: I’m sure everyone wants to know what I am doing here. Well all will be revealed . . .
Suddenly a man with a pizza box comes walking down the ramp, he has a hood over his face.
KK: What did you order a pizza Trent?
The pizza man gets in the ring and has a mic.
Pizza Man: Special delivery for Mr. Craven.
Craven: What I didn’t order no—
The pizza man opens the pizza box and live scorpions are inside and he throws them all at Craven. Craven falls to the mat trying to save himself from scorpions. The pizza man removes the hood and it is Grimjack. Peter Octavian slides in the ring to kick Grimjack’s ass but Grimjack runs and escapes through the crowd. Craven has pulled all the scorpions off and Octavian is stomping on them. Craven has the mic.
Craven: Very Funny Grimjack. You’ve just sealed your own fate.
Loud cheers for this. The HWATron flickers to life as we see the new HWA President, Mental Mark, sitting in his office, his muscles bulging through his yellow suit, complimented with a purple tie. The crowd cheers for the new President as he seems to be in the middle of a conversation with his loveable sidekick, Mr. Bear.
Mental Mark: That's right Mr. Bear, it has been a good show tonight. But it's only going to get better. Do you know what match is next? What do you mean "no!?" What kind of assistant are you!?
Mark's eyes suddenly light up as if Mr. Bear had said something that had completely caught him off guard.
Mental Mark: Hey now, this is a family program Mr. Bear, we can't use that type of language on live TV.
The door to his office opens as Mark looks up from his desk. Tristan Wolfe comes into view, dressed in his wrestling attire as his match was up next.
Mental Mark: Ah, Mr. Wolfe, Mr. Bear and I were just talking about your up-coming match...
Tristan Wolfe: Save it lad, ah dun't want to hear any of yer nonsense!
Mental Mark and Mr. Bear appeared to exchange glances with each other, if that's even possible, as Tristan glared a hole through the new HWA President.
Tristan Wolfe: Now ah dun't know what the hell is goin' on 'round here anymore but, quite frankly, ah dun't fuckin' care. As far as ye bein' the new HWA President and all, ah got no problems with that. What ah do have a problem with is tonight's Main Event.
Mental Mark sits back in his chair as Tristan continues to stare at him.
Tristan Wolfe: Trust me lad, ye don't want me on yer bad side so ah'm only goin' to ask ye this once. What the fuck were ye thinkin' when you made this stipulation about Syren being stripped of her title and fired if she dun't show tonight!?
Mental Mark: Looky here monkey nuts, these stipulations were placed just before I was placed in this position of power, so don't come in here pointing fingers and acusing anyone. But, hell, if that's what you want to do, why don't you blame that guy?
Mark points off camera to a lowly janitor as the camera pans over to see the janitor's eyes light up in shock. The crowd gets a good kick out of this as the camera pans back to Tristan and Mental Mark staring back at each other.
Mental Mark: Now then, if you're done complaining, then you can kindly step out of my office. I do believe your match is next.
Tristan turns and begins to head towards the door but stops, his back turned to Mark.
Tristan Wolfe: Ye know, if Syren gets fired tonight then ye might as well fire me as well because, as far as ah'm concerned, she's the best thin' that's ever happened to the HWA. And if tonight happens to be mah last night as an HWA Superstar, then ah promise ye...
Tristan paused long enough in his speech to turn and lunge at the helpless janitor, driving the sole of his boot right into his jaw with a devastating Super Kick. The janitor lay sprawled out on the floor as Tristan turned his head and looked over at Mental Mark.
Tristan Wolfe: ... it'll be a momentous occassion.
Tristan smirked at Mark as he turned and walked out of the HWA President's office as the HWATron faded to black.
TB: We're counting down the minutes ladies and gentlemen! Will Syren show up tonight and defend her World Championship? Or will she be stripped of the title and fired from the HWA!?
KK: I'm all for stripping women Trent, but I don't exactly care for Syren getting her World Title stripped from her. That's just not the way the World Championship should be treated.
TB: Well, for once, you and I agree Keith. But up next will be the #1 Contendership for the World Championship as three of the best Superstars will clash in an amazing Triple-Threat match where they can be only one victor. Don't go anywhere folks, that match is next!
*COMMERCIAL BREAK*
Chase Dominek’s music fills the arena as the crowed doesn’t seem to excited. Chase comes to the ring and awaits his opponents for this evening’s event. Suddenly “Paranoid” by Black Sabbath and the crowed shows a mixed reaction as the lights go out and a blue light flashes on and off, two blue fireworks cross over to make an X and hit the stage. Smoke bursts from the entrance way and the light still stays off. You can see the shadow of James Breeze as the crowed yells louder now.
TB: Well it seems that only half of this crowd likes Breeze and the other half doesn’t.
KK: Well I think the half that doesn’t is stupid and has no taste.
Breeze walks down with each few meters he walks another smoke bomb explodes covering Breeze until he gets to the ring. Two ring-posts shoot out white flame whilst the other two shoot out blue flame. An blue X projection covers the ring, then the light comes back on and Breeze stands on a turnbuckle with his head bowed down low then he glares at Chase with a look of determination.
KK: Like him or hate him, Breeze is focused and ready to kick some ass tonight.
Breeze jumps down from the turnbuckle and charges Chase and takes him down with a vicious spear and at the same time Breeze connects with Chase “The Enemy” by Sevendust fills the arena and the crowed erupts with cheers for the Irish superstar Tristan Wolfe. Tristan sprints to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and hops to his feet and he arrives face to face with the talented James Breeze. Wolfe and Breeze stair a hole through each other.
TB: This is going to be an intense battle, just look at the look in the eyes of the two combatants.
KK: Well if they are going to kick each others asses they better do it soon.
Breeze hits Tristan with a right hook and Tristan returns the favor and the two of them continue to pound each other until suddenly Chase clotheslines both of them. Both Breeze and Tristan brush off the attack and they double team Chase. They toss Chase out of the ring and Tristan follows him and pulls him to his feet. Tristan stand flush against the ring apron and hook his arm around Chases head then lifts him up into a vertical suplex an Breeze is standing against the ropes and wraps his arms around Chase’s legs and lifts him up into a powerbomb and powerbombs Chase strait to the floor. Tristan then sees an opportunity and grabs Breeze by his ankles an pulls him off his feet. Tristan attempts a springboard leg drop but Breeze rolls out of the way making Tristan land flat onto his ass. Tristan grabs his back side in pain and Breeze charges Tristan and kicks him square in the jaw knocking him back.
KK: Ok, yeah that one hurt me.
TB: I second that. Ouch.
Breeze pulls Tristan up by the hair as the ref tells him to let go of the hair. Breeze gets Tristan to his feet then Tristan with a quick rush of adrenaline slams Breeze down with the Wolfe’s Bane and both men are down. The ref begins the ten count 1…2…3…4 Tristan begins to crawl towards Breeze 5…6…7…8…9 Tristan get his arm over Breeze. Cover 1…2…Kick out. Both Breeze and Tristan begin to stager to their feet Tristan charges at Breeze but Breeze quickly gets his foot up and kicks Tristan in the gut. Tristan doubles over and Breeze hits him with the Game Over. Breeze makes the cover 1…2…3. The ref calls for the bell.
TB: Wow, that was a great match, and with an impressive victory James Breeze is now the number 1 contender for the world title.
KK: Hell yeah it shouldn’t be any other way.
Commercial Break.
Show comes back on and we see Tristan Wolfe walking backstage after his match, he is obviously tired out and distraught at having lost. Erin Wallace is there.
Erin: Tristan a few words please!
Tristan: I really don’t have time . . .
Suddenly Kamikaze runs from behind the corner with a chair and smashes it against Tristan’s head destroying him.
Kamikaze: You’ll make time for me Wolfe! That’s right I’m challenging you to a match next week! I’m going to make a name for myself by taking you out!
Kamikaze walks off as Erin is trying to help up Tristan.
TB: Sneak attack on Tristan there.
KK: Maybe trying to keep Tristan from interfering in the Maxem Syren match next, since Maxem is in the Militia too.
A domed cage has been lowered on the ring. "Circles" by Incubus hits as Maxem is walking out looking focused. He is getting booed not because the fans hate him so much as Syren is loved in the south.
TB: I would say Maxem is the top challenger to her belt that Syren has faced, this is a major test, we will see if she is a true champion.
KK: Yes winning the world title is a great accomplishment but only the best champs defend it against all comers and survive.
TB: Yeah look at a guy like Diamond now that was a champion.
"Numb" by Linkin Park and all the fans get on their feet as Syren walks out holding the HWA world title. She slaps her fans hands coming down the ramp.
TB: Wow these fans in Georgia love the Texas born Syren.
KK: I think their stupid hicks but I agree with them on this. Syren has a bit of a disadvantage since she can’t really jump off the turnbuckles due to the sloped roof of this domed cage.
She gets in the ring. Maxem walks over to her and is acting cocky and wants to shake hands. She accepts and they shake hands. Then the bell rings while they’re still shaking hands and Maxem tries to pull her down by the arm but she uses the momentum to swing around him and hits a knee to his skull.
TB: Syren getting the first offense in. Wow what a size difference, Maxem and 6’7” and Syren at 5’5”.
KK: Yeah but remember who she beat to win this belt, 7’4” Blue Thunder.
Maxem is starting to get up but Syren hits a dropkick right to his head. Maxem gets up pissed and rushes her going for a running big boot. But Syren ducks it and gets behind Maxem and pulls Maxem’s pants down.
TB: Syren just pantsed him! Ha ha!
KK: Nice tighty whiteys Maxem.
TB: You’re really checking out his draws huh?
KK: Shut the fuck up you ballwasher.
The whole arena is laughing. Maxem is embarassed and pulls his pants up real quick. But Syren gives him a kick to the groin and he doubles over in pain. Syren covers him 1 . . . 2 . . . no a kickout. Maxem slowly gets up. Syren takes a chance running at Maxem and jumps at him for a side splash but he catches her in midair and hits a powerslam. He covers 1 . . . 2 she kicks out. Syren gets up looking tired.
TB: I think Syren got the wind knocked out of her by that last maneuver.
Maxem and Syren are in the middle of the ring, a brutal fist fight is starting now. Both contestants are fading, neither are connecting as well as they were earlier in the match but neither of them are backing down. Maxem gains the upper hand and grabs Syren by the hair, he runs at the cage ready to drive her head first in to the wall. Just as they reach the wall Syren reaches back and grabs Maxem by the head and both competitors drive each other head first in to the cage wall. They both spring backwards and almost to the middle of the ring.
TB: That was a vicious collision. Whoever gets up first here is gonna' take this match!
KK: Oh yeah.. You have to believe that. The question now is whose drive is higher? The defending champion who loves her title, or the carragious challenger who would love to take her title?!
TB: I gotta go with the challenger here, as much as I hate to say it, I think he has the most left in the tank.
KK: Maybe, but Syren wont quit. Never has, Never will.
As both wrestlers lie face up, Maxems eyes are glared over and Syren seems to be pretty much out cold. Maxem tries to sit up but just collapses back down and rolls on to his stomach. As Syren lies motionless, Maxem begins dragging himself towards the cage wall, pressumably to assist him to his feet. Maxem reaches the cage wall and pulls himself up using it to his aid, as Syren slowly begins to roll to her stomach and push herself up.
TB: Both wrestlers showing a tremendous amount of courage here.
KK: You mistake courage for stupidity..
Maxem makes it to his feet and steps towards Syren, as he does the lights flicker, stopping Maxem in his tracks, but nothing happens.
TB: Folks, believe we are experiencing some Technical Difficulties.. No pun intended
KK: In the HWA flickering lights never mean 'Technical Difficulties', it means somethings going to happen
Nothing does happen, it was technical difficulties and Maxem realises this and kicks Syren in the rib section, as she rolls on to her back clutching her ribs for a moment before Maxem unloads with some vicious boots to he body and face. Syren tries to block the attack, and even get away from it but Maxem is relentless. Dragging Syren to her knees Maxem begins to lose focus as he taunts the crowd, resulting in a vicious low blow and the hands of Syren, who then regains her composure.
TB: An absolute desperation move that time from Syren, its not very often we see her using them.
KK: That shows how much trouble she is in.
Syren crawls away and grabs onto the cage to pull herself up. Maxem is up and pissed. He rushes her going for a spear. Syren runs up the side of the cage somehow and flips landing on her feet behind Maxem and he spears the cage knocking himself out.
TB: Good god that agility . . . Only a ninja could do such a thing!
The fans are chanting “OH SHIT” and Syren covers Maxem 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! The crowd is cheering lud and Syren and Maxem are both down still.
TB: Syren pulls it off she wins what a great match. No interfering, just two of our top fighters going at it for the world title!
KK: Well they were in a cage so no one could have interfered anyway. And what was with the technical difficulties anyway?
TB: Both wrestlers are back to their feet now, thank god.
KK: Well they put everything in to that match, its good to know they are both going to be alright.
TB: Yes, It certainly is.
KK: They are both staring in to each others eyes now
Maxem and Syren, both hurting from the match, are looking dead at each other as they begin to walk to the middle of the ring. They reach the middle of the ring and Maxem extends his hand for Syren to shake, after a few moments thought she does so.
TB: Great show of respect here..
KK: You sure about that?
TB: Well they're shaking hands so i'd go with, yes?
KK: Well dont be so sure because look whose on their way down to the ring!
TB: This is a distraction?! The Militia are headed down to the ring!
As Syren seems to be accepting what looks at first genuine respect from Maxem, Dylan Wolfe and Kamikaze are running down to ringside. They reach ringside and open the cage door before Syren gets a glimpse of them and snaps her hand away from Maxem who has a grin filling his face. Syren prepares to fight, as Wolfe and Kamikaze nail the referee and let themselves in to the cage, locking it behind them. Maxem, Wolfe and Kamikaze all walk towards Syren who backs herself in to a corner, before lashing out and nailing anything that moves.
KK: Well I guess this means they didnt come to make idle chit chat then!
TB: Syren is in a world of trouble now, and nobody can get in or out of that cage to help her..
Pretty soon Syren is on the recieving end of all the punishment, as Maxem, Wolfe and Kamikaze all practically destroy her in the corner of the ring. Syrens broken down body continues to be assaulted as the three completely take liberties on her head and body.
TB: Oh come on thats enough!!
As the three beat down on Syren, something is seen moving in the corner behind the three, something shiny and metallic is tearing a circular hole in the ring and from the hole emerges the same man who attacked Kamikaze last time on Survival, with the same red eyes. The three dont see the man, but the people do and they begin screaming. Realising something is wrong Kamikaze turns around, and runs at the man who side steps and drives Kamikazes head directly into one of the support beams of the cage.
TB: One down, Two to go!
KK: He cant take out all three members, not alone..
As Kamikaze goes down, Wolfe runs at the man who spins around and raises his leg almost taking Wolfes head of his shoulders. With two members down the man stands in the ring looking at Maxem who walks towards the man, and gets close to his face looking him straight in the eyes. Maxem swing sa right but the man ducks, Maxem swings a left and that one connects, the man staggers back the dives forward weith a right of his own and the two get into a violent fist fight. Maxem gains the upper hand and whips the man to the ropes, the man bounces off and leaps into the air. Gliding through the air the man connects with a flying forearm and takes Maxem down, he then begins to hit rapid left and rights to the face of Maxem.
TB: This guy knows what hes doing!
KK: How do you know its a guy?!
TB: Do you see a set of breasts?!
The man gets off Maxem and walks over to the cage door, he kicks the door and it swings open. The man then grabs Maxem and throws him out of the cage door, he then grabs Wolfe and throws him out of the door. Waiting a moment to look to the fans the man shakes his head and grabs Kamikaze, he drives his head into the cage wall and then turns throwing him out of the door. The Militia get up as quickly as they can and walk backstage with fear in their eyes. The man then looks over at Syren sharply, who by now has managed to drag herself up and prop herself in the corner.
TB: You dont think hes going to turn to Syren now do you?
KK: I dont even know who the hell he is, let alone what he is capable of
The man walks straight up to Syren, and as she looks at him very unsure of what he is going to do he leans towards her and grabs her head kissing her deeply for a moment, he then turns away and walks from the cage as casual as if nothing had happened. Syren looks on confused by what just happened, as the man reaches the top of the ramp and once again pulls out red spray paint and begins to spray the ramp again. This time the letter he sprays is 'E'
TB: First a H and now an E..
KK: I think this proves it is a HE
TB: I dont think hes finished yet..
KK: Yeah, Yeah we'll see.
TB: Well folks we’ll see you again next week so be sure to tune in. We’ll see what else happenes with the Legacy Department. Kamikaze has challenged Tristan Wolfe so we will see that match. And maybe we’ll find out who this masked man is. And more hijinx until then this is Trent Brown for Keith Kincaid signing off!