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05-16-2008, 10:41 AM
WPW Thursday Night Turmoil
May 15th, 2008
Metro Center,
Rockford, IL
Daniel: What a night we've got in store for you!
Max: But you didn't even let the show graphics go on? We're supposed to have new show graphics! I heard about new show graphics!
Daniel: Calm down, Max. We'll get to them after we tell all of our fans what's going on tonight.
Max: Who cares? Blade Lavigne made it to TNT again. That's enough to mean they shouldn't even bother watching.
Daniel: What's with this hostility against Blade Lavigne, Max? Anyhow.. He's right, folks, we'll be starting tonight off with a preview of the Assimilation match at Redemption.. which I have been informed, will not have the new title name confirmed until the night of the show! Anyway, it's going to be Blade Lavigne and Brock Goodman against the very makeshift team of Spaz and Forsaken!
Max: Oh, yeah. Mat *classic* there. Hell, I think about the only match we've got with more potential to be boring, with two complete fat bastards wobbling towards one another, is Dan Murph and David Nicolls. Sell Your Soul preview? Who the fuck cares, really, Gunnar Brian's going to set 'em straight, I suppose.
Daniel: That might be tru.. Wait, no, it's not true at all. Gunnar Brian's probably going to have them beat each other up until they can't move right. But yes. After that.. Jamie Parker's returning to face.. number one contender for the WPW Title, 2! This should be a big one, folks.
Max: Big one? Big one?
Daniel: Well, given you're about to burst, I'll point out Sal Karver and Martin Cameron in a Florida State Title preview match..
Max: ONE! JMC! What the fuck is this doing on this card? It makes every match before it look shit! No, it makes every match before it look USELESS! This isn't just pay per view quality, this is.. I don't even know what this is! What the fuck! You heard it! The One against James Moriarty Cassius!
Tag Team Match
Blade LaVigne & Brock Goodman Vs. Spaz & Forsaken
Daniel: The following match is a tag match containg four members of the men to compete for the God of Live and Hardcore Title at Redemption, where those two belts will be unified.
Max: What I’m wondering is what the damn thing will be called. Hell I think they should name it after me… call it the… uhhhh… the…
Daniel: Yeah.. we’ll get back to you on that one.
Last Man Standing hits the speakers. A blue light flickers on and off in time with the opening, shortly followed by the lights cutting out. The blue light slowly fades back on as a spotlight at the entrance ramp. Forsaken stands in the light, only seen as a black silhouette with a fist held in front of his face and his hood up. The spotlight fades away to blackness, and soon after the arena is bathed in blue light. Forsaken is walking to the ring with a troubled smirk on his face and a determined look in his eye. When he reaches the ring he spins around and touches his hand to the floor before back flipping over the top rope into the ring.
Mina: From a small island off the coast of Japan, weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds....FORRRRRRRSAKENNNNNN!!!!!
Given Up hits the speakers. PUT ME OUT OF MY F*CKING MISERY!
Mina Henderson: His partner… weighing in at 245 pounds…. SPAZZZ!
Spaz steps out onto the ramp and raises his arms into the air. Spaz walks to the ring, but he ignores the fans dodging their hands. When he gets about halfway to the ring, he darts and slides into the ring on all fours. He looks around the crowd, he has between a smirk and a sick smile on his face before getting up standing face to face with Forsaken.
Daniel: These men are competition come Redemption but tonight they must works as a team if they plan to defeat the God of Live Blade Lavigne and his partner Brock Goodman!
Max: I wouldn’t be surprised if this match ended in a no contest as, I doubt that any of these men can work as a team, you can’t just put two slices of bread together and expect it to stick… you need peanut butter and jelly.
Daniel: Uhhh yeah… nice analogy.
Max: Thanks……… man I’m hungry.
Daniel: Apparently…
Their stare is interrupted by Sweet Dreams hitting the loud speakers.
Mina Henderson: Their opponents………….. First from Sin City, weighing in at 295 pounds… BROCK GOODMANNN!
Brock walks out in a jacket with a hood that trails to the floor. As he walks down the ramp with his head bowed. He then steps into the ring and removes his hood quickly. "Bleed for me" plays.
Mina Henderson: His partner from Gladstone, Michigan weighing in at 260 pounds, he is the reigning God of Live Champion…. BLADE LAVIGNE!
Blade hesitates for a moment before walking into view. He cocks a smirk as he folds his arms and walks to the ring. As Blade makes it to the ring he is also showing off The God of Live title. He slides into the ring and perches himself on the top rope and looks into the crowd and trash talks while pointing to himself.
Max: Is Blade talking trash about himself?
Daniel: I don’t know Max, I’ve given up trying to understand this man.
The four men debate who will start the match and it turns out to Forsaken and Blade take the helm to start the match.
DING
DING
DING
Both Blade and Forsaken approach each other with there are out attempting a tie up but Blade quickly kicks Forsaken in the gut instead and locks him in a side head lock. Blade wrenches of Forsaken’s neck. Forsaken backs up still in the head and on bounces of the ropes while pushing Blade releasing him from the lock. Blade bounces of the opposite ropes and returns meeting a shoulder block taking Blade down to the mat. Blade rolls out of the ring quickly as he didn’t expect the shoulder block. After circling the ring Blade finally re-enters the ring at the refs 5 count. Blade slowly approaches the waiting Forsaken who and goes for a quick jab which Forsaken dodges and grabs Blades arm. Forsaken quickly trips Blade and drops and elbow of him. Forsaken doesn’t skip a beat as he quickly runs to the ropes and on his return jumps into the air and drops a knee onto Blades head. Forsaken picks Blade up and attempts a suplex but the God of Live block it, Forsaken tries again but once again Blade blocks it.
Daniel: Nice reversal by Blade there to change the momentum.
Blade finally takes Forsaken over with a suplex of his own. Blade then leg drops Forsaken and then goes for a pin.
Daniel: And a pin. This could be it.
1……….
2
Kickout.
Daniel: No…
Max: You seriously thought the match could be over like that?
Daniel: Who knows, I know a match never ends with a standard suplex, but it could happen Max. It could happen.
Max: And they say I’m the dumb one.
Blade picks Forsaken up and apply’s and armbar on Forsaken. Blade backs up to his corner holding on to Forsaken and tags in Brock who enters the ring and stiffly kicks Forsaken in the gut and then gie him a hard right hand to the face. Forsaken drops to one knee and Brocks big boots the side of his head taking him down. Brock then mounts Forsaken and lays in some lefts and rights on his opponent. The ref counts to 4 and Brock stands up. Brock proceeds to pick Forsaken up who gives and offense of rights and lefts to the gut of Brock followed by a punch to the face, a back elbow and a jumping spin kick taking the big man down. Forsaken then backs up to his corner and tags in Spaz who waste no time taking advantage of the downed Brock and Lionsaults onto him and hooks his leg for the pin.
1……….
2……..
Kickout.
Daniel: What a nice maneuver by Spaz nearly getting the 3 count.
Max: IT’S PEANUT BUTTA JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTA JELLY TIME!
Daniel: What the hell is wrong with you?
Max: Oh sorry.. im just………….. hungry.
Spaz aggravated takes Brock by the hair and viciously pounds his head with rights and then drags him to his feet. Spaz hits Brock with a forearm and then attempts to whip Brock to the turnbuckle but Brock reverses the whip and sends Spaz crashing to the corner. Brock rushes towards him head down, but Spaz dodges and Brock’s shoulder smashes into the steel post.
Daniel: Oooo that didn’t look to good.
Max: Yeah that post but be hurting right now.
Spaz turns Brock around and sets him up on the top rope. Spaz then climbs up himself to the very top along with Brock setting him up for a superplex, but unfortunately for Spaz Blade rushes along the apron and hits his leg straddling Spaz on the ropes. Brock takes the advantage to closeline the straddled Spaz and Spaz falls onto the apron bouncing off of it and falls hitting the mat floor on the outside.
Max: Ahahahhhahahahahahahaaaaaa! Man that made my day!
Daniel: Blade took advantage of the vulnerable position Spaz was in and Spaz paid the price big time.
Max: Ahahahahhahahahahah YA THINK! Ahahahhaahahahhhaaaaaa
Blade quickly rushes and gets a few stomps in on Spaz outside the ring while Brock distracts the ref talking about his shoulder. Blade picks Spaz up and sets him up for a DDT on the outside but out of nowhere Forsaken super kicks Blade nearly knocking his lights out saving Spaz from an Impaler on the outside.
Daniel: Well look at that Forsaken saved his partner Spaz from a DDT, and you thought they couldn’t work together.
Max: I really would like a PB&……..
Daniel: Forget about the damn sandwich Max, we have a match going on, you need to do your job! Sheesh!
Max: But im hungryyyyyyyyyyy.
Daniel: (sigh)
Forsaken helps Spaz back into the ring and Brock picks Spaz up. Spaz out of nowhere pushes Brock off him and hits a standing enzuguri. Both men lay on the mat as the ref counts them out. The ref reaches 6 and both Spaz and Brock start crawling towards their prospective corners. Brock gets to his corner and pulls himself up using the ropes and looks for a tag but Blade is still laid out on the mat struggling to his feet. Brock gets pissed as Spaz makes a hot tag to Forsaken who runs taking it to Brock with a jumping forearm. Both men make it back to their feet and Forsaken dropkicks Brock. Once again they make it to their feet and Forsaken captures Brock in a Dragon suplex taking him down to the mat. Forsaken goes for the pin.
1……….
2……….
Kickout.
Forsaken stands up in frustration and just signals for the Eternal Resolve. Brocks groggily makes it to his feet but before he can be hit with any maneuver Blade tags himself in and charges into the ring taking Forsaken down with a spear.
Daniel: Blade just tagged himself in and hit Forsaken with a massive spear.
Blade then pummels Forsaken with right hands until Spaz comes into the ring and grabs Blade by his hair pulling him up to his feet and then throws him head first into a turnbuckle pad. Meanwhile the ref is trying to get a clueless Brock Goodman to his corner and out of the ring, as he had no idea he was tagged out and Forsaken rolls out the ring in pain. Spaz continues to pummel Blade with rights in the corner then whips him to the opposite corner but Blade hits the corner bouncing off and Spaz back body drops him in the center of the ring. Blade comes to his feet and Spaz charges him but Blade powerslams Spaz out of nowhere. Blade stands up and backs up a bit into Brock who tags himself in and goes for the pin.
Daniel: Now Brock tags himself back in… no co-operation here for Blade and Brock tonight.
Max: No PB and no J…. damn shame.
1……….
2…
Kickout.
Max: Is he even the legal man.
Daniel: Wow Max.. you actually are paying attention?
Max: No I was actually aski… uhhh yeah I knew he wasn’t legal.
Blade is mad that he was tagged out as he is forced to his corner. Brock stands up and signals for the Final Resting Place. Brock picks Spaz up and set him up for the maneuver. He then flips Spaz over but Spaz back down to his feet and ducks an incoming Blade wielding his God of Live Title. Blade accidentally slams his title belt into the back of the head with the belt and looks on in shock as does the ref.
Daniel: What the!
Spaz clotheslines Blade to the outside quickly and then pins Brock.
1……….
2……….
3!!!!!!!
Daniel: Blade just costs his team the god damn match.
Max: Why doesn’t that surprise me.
Daniel: The worst part about it was that Spaz wasn’t even the legal immigrant… I mean man.
Damn Max you're rubbing up on me too much.
Max: Hey I don’t swing that way.
Given Up plays and Spaz is celebrating in the ring.
Mina Henderson: Your winners SPAZ and FORSAKENNN!
Max: TAKE IT TO THE MAX!
Daniel: WHAT!?
Max: They can call it the Take it to the Max Title yeah…. YEAH!
Daniel: Max….. please do me a favor and stay off the drugs. Atleast not before a match
Max: C’mon stop tryna slander me I don’t do drugs….. but I sure do got the munchies.
Blade’s former look of concern turns into a grin as he back up the aisle with his title in hand. Forsaken gets into the ring holding his gut and shoves Spaz. The two men exchange some words then Forsaken just decks Spaz in the face and the two men begin to brawl. Blade begins to laugh hysterically at the top of the aisle.
Daniel: Well, Blade sure looks happy with that title on his shoulder. But right now, Amy White is standing by with the other champion heading into the Assimilation Match at Redemption.
The camera cuts backstage to Sky Ryder, standing in front of a large fence with a WPW logo in the middle. He has his hair pulled back, and he wears black shades, to keep his eyes from being shown. Amy White stands to the side of him, shown as less of importance, due to Ryder being in the middle of the screen. White lifts up the microphone, and addresses Sky Ryder.
Amy: Ladies and gentlemen, I stand beside the WPW Hardcore champion, Sky Ryder. Now, Sky Ryder, most of the WPW fans did not expect to see you here tonight, I think most expected for you to be home, with family, over those personal reasons you spoke of over this past week.
Sky Ryder: Yes, Amy, most of them would. But some of my true fans would also know that Sky Ryder will not leave that easily. They know that I'll always be here, as an entertainer, as a wrestler, and as a friend. They know I have my reasons to leave for a while but... Amy, could... could I see the mic? Just... by myself?
Sky Ryder sighs, and Amy slowly hands Ryder the mic, stepping off the screen to let Ryder speak on his own.
Sky Ryder: Thank you Amy. This week has been hell on me and my wife. We've both lost a person that meant the world to us, a true close friend. Because of this loss, I had decided to forgo wrestling these next few weeks, and take some time off for my family. I had decided to drop the title, and make the match at Redemption a 5 Way match.
But all of you fans didn't want that. Once that video played, all of you spoke up, telling me to never give up, to go on, no matter what. After taking some time to think... I have decided. I will NOT leave... I will NOT give up.. and I WILL win at Redemption!
The crowd pops as Ryder smirks, the pain still veiled behind the cocky smile. He lifts up his right hand, the Hardcore title dangling from it.
Sky Ryder: Because this right here... this is MINE. Not Blade's, not Brock's, not Spaz's, Forsaken's, or Ryuu's. It's all MINE. I earned it... and I will fight for it. Bring all you want! Fight 'til the death! It won't matter... because I won't let this thing go! I won't allow... and these fans DAMN sure won't allow it!
There is another pop as Ryder mentions the fans, and Ryder places the title on his right shoulder. He uses his free hand to now take off his sunglasses, the smirk on his face dying down into a glare of determination. Ryder pulls the mic back up to his lips, and almost screams into the mic.
Sky Ryder: Once again... it's time for Sky Ryder to make history! Once again... it's time for Sky Ryder to rise above the masses! Once again... it's time...
Ryder is breathing quite hard now as he leans in towards the camera, the smirk once again back on his face, giving his face a look of dementia.
Sky Ryder: I told you all... I'm here to stay. I'm here to fight for the people... as well as myself. Gentlemen... you have a hard task before you. Take down the "Calculating Factor!" Are you up to the challenge? Can you actually succeed? I think not...
Walking off the scene, Ryder scoffs slightly. Amy White walks back onto the screen, her face one of suprise and respect.
Amy: Strong words from Sky Ryder there... will the others take notice? Only one way to find out!
Singles Match
Dan Murph Vs. David Nicolls
Special Referee: Gunnar Brian
Daniel: Well, well, well… one week left and two men in the Sell Your Soul match are going to duke it out.
Max: It does sound like the usual standard match up here doesn’t it.
Daniel: Yes BUT… We have a third wheel for this straight up match, we have a special guest official.
Max: That we do, and to go with the pair of Dan Murph and David Nicolls we have the official for the match as none other than ‘The Savior’ Gunnar Brian!
Daniel: You know something, I think someone needs to save us from Gunnar, the guy has been pretty on and off for months now.
Max: I have heard rumors, but.. moving on.
Daniel: What, like Gunnar is Frank, and that Gunnar as Frank scored with WPW’s own Amy White?
Max: Ahem, moving on!
Daniel: I'm not hearing a no.
Max: Hush up, all three men are in the Sell Your Soul match, and I bet Mike Adams is watching closely to pick up any weaknesses that this match might exploit, and with Gunnar as the official, I would bet there could be a lot of damage caused by both men to each other. In my eyes there is one winner right now and its going to be Mike.
Mina: At this time, I would like to introduce the special guest referee for to…
Mina is cut off as The Other Side by Aerosmith begins to play, the lights however do not fade as Gunnar walks out in the striped official shirt. He walks down to the ring glaring at the fans who are booing him. Once he gets to the ring, he walks around to the announce table and begins to drop a few choice words to Daniel about some things said early. Gunnar turns and slides into the ring snatching the mic from Mina before stepping to the middle of the ring.
Gunnar: As you all know if you pay attention, the following is a straight up singles match between two men I hate. Conversely, those guys and Mr Adams backstage in all likelihood hate me just as much, and as much as I don’t like anyone else, I am a fan of good healthy competition, so I have had a spur of the moment idea, and since I am the law for this match, this rule will be enforced, if Mike Adams interferes in this match up then he is banned from Redemption. Likewise, if Dan or David deem it to be a better idea to attack an official during the match, then they too shall be banned from Redemption.
Daniel: Talk about power abuse!
Max: Well I suppose Gunnar has ensured a proper match instead of an all out brawl?
Daniel: I want to see all four guys trying to kill each other, is that too much to ask for?
Gunnar hands the mic back to Mina and nods indicating that she can continue with the introductions.
Mina: Introducing first, weighing in at 300 pounds, he is DAN MURPH!
Its Not Over by Daughtry hits over the speaks as Murph steps out with his hands held high as he soaks up the fans cheers. He walks down to the ring without stopping as he slides under the bottom rope and over to one of the sets of rope and works up the crowd into cheers. Gunnar gives a half hearted applause behind Murph before Murph turns around and gets into Gunnars face. Gunnar backs away pointing to the official shirt, pointing out the rule he stated. Murph steps back into a corner looking towards the entrance.
Mina: And introducing secondly, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is DAVIIDD.. NICOLLS!
Hearts on Fire starts playing. Out comes David, hair sopping wet behind his head, acting far too enthusiastic to be good for himself. He rushes down one side of the ramp, immediately grabbing out and slapping hands, screaming illegible words that sound somewhat like "COME ON!". After one lap around the ring, he jumps up to the apron, poses momentarily to the crowd with both fists clenched at shoulder height, then gets ready for his match, still far too enthusiastic for his own good. Gunnar stands in front of Murph, allowing David to finish his entrance. David turns around to face Murph as Gunnar steps over giving the same little talk he gave to Murph just moments earlier. Gunnar calls for the bell to start the match.
Ding
Ding
Ding
Murph and David look cautiously from each other to Gunnar and back to each other before beginning to circle each other. Both men lock up in the middle of the ring in a power struggle. David steps back twice as Murph begins to take the upper hand. Both men break before Murph can trap David in the corner, Murph pushes David and smirks mouthing ‘I believe again’ David smiles back and being unusually agile, he catches Murph in a drop toe hold sending the Irish face into the second turnbuckle pad. Murph gets up clutching his face as David traps him in the corner, he starts to strike Murph who has taken to defending himself as much as he can. Gunnar steps forward but then smiles and allows David to coninue striking away.
Daniel: Looks like Gunnar might be letting this match become a brawl
Max: Early days yet, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he didn’t make serious calls
Murph flails his arm outwards and manages to force David away, just a moment before flattening him with a clothesline. Murph turns around and tries to stomp on David, who somehow against the laws of physics manages to roll away and get back to his feet with ease as both men stand off against each other again. David follows through on Murph by catching him with a shot to the side. Murph stumbles back slightly stunned as David follows up with a knee to the midsection. In a smooth motion, David grabs Murphs arm and twists it forcing Murph back to a fully vertical stance, he slides behind him before lifting Murph up into a back drop with a twisted arm with some force. Murph falls to the mat but stretches his leg under the rope to avoid any potential cover. David kicks Murphs leg away from the rope before running at another set and catching Murph with his a powerful elbow drop. David remains for the cover, but Gunnar, seemingly not showing much enthuiasm for the match walks around before slowly dropping to his knees and making a count.
1... … …
2... … kick out
Daniel: Very slow count by Gunnar there
Max: Well it is noted that he hates all the guys in the SYS match, perhaps he just wants them to kill each other first.
Daniel: If it is, then it’s a bloody good plan
David casts a death glare at Gunnar, who once again seems to have found himself distracted from the match again, already looking over and seemingly chatting with a fan in the front row. David grabs the shoulder of Gunnar and swigs him around, demanding an explaination, to which he receives no answer as Murph grabs David from behind, spinning him around to face him. Murhp kicks him in the midsection and plants him face first with an elbow to the back of the head. Murph follows up with a kick forcing David onto his back and drops into the cover, but there appears to be no count as Gunnar seems too busy brushing himself down. The lax attitude appears to piss off both men as Murph followed by David get to their feet and close in on Gunnar. Both men begin to argue about the two poor counts to which Gunnar simply points to the official badge. Neither man seems to back down as Gunnar pushes David away first.
Daniel: Looks like Gunnar is in trouble now
Max: Certainly does, neither David or Murph have the tolerance for him tonight.
As Gunnar and Murph argue, David grabs Murph from behind, lifting the larger man onto his shoulders in an inverted fireman's carry. He pulls Murph into the middle of the ring and falls to his knees in a backbreaker variation. David gets up and climbs to the top rope. He points at Gunnar before diving off towards Murph for a top rope splash. David connects and covers..
1...
2...
Kick out by Murph
David gets to his knees and shakes his head. Gunnar just slaps his hands to inform David it was only a two count and David gives him a grin and shakes his head yet again. David goes to pick Dan up but Dan hit’s him with a elbow to the sternum and pushes him away to get back to his feet. Dan finally stands up and motions for David to come get him. David shakes his head in agreement.
Daniel: Both these men are fighters Max, you have to give them that.
Max: Don’t forget tall!
Daniel: Yes Max, and tall. Wait… what’s this?
A large bearded man runs through the crowd completely naked, David and Dan stop for a moment and shudder, but Gunnar Brian begins to salivate at the fat mans hanger ons.
Daniel: Well that just isn’t right, but look how happy the ref is!
Max: Are we making a cheap shot at Brian?
Daniel: Yes, but he should have finished his match instead of making up a excuse much like Mike Adams’ always does and then the great APG, has to come in and finish it when he would be rather watching the season finale’s of his television shows on NBC.
Max: Wait… what are you talking about?
Daniel: I’m sorry Max, I seem to have zoned out for a moment, and just began saying things. It doesn’t matter though, no more than three people will read this part of the show anyways because it’s not in lime green.
Max: So you suggest we keep going as nothing happened?
Daniel: Exactly. Now… looks .like both men are ready to go back at each other.
Both men begin to throw punches back and forth at each other with each man growing angrier. Suddenly Dan Murph winds his arm back far as he possibly can and unleashes the hardest punch he can but David ducks under it and delivers the Nicollback!
Daniel: This looks like it will be it!
Max: Already? What a jip.
Daniel: What do you expect?
Max: Yeah I guess, but really…
1.…
2.……
2.1.……
2.2.……..
2.3.………..
Max: Man Gunnar is really methodical with his counting.
2.4.….
2.5!!!!!!!!!!
2.6.……
2.7.……………
Max: I really did love that turtle Daniel…
Daniel: I know Max, I know….
Max: I really did.
2.8.…..
2.9.…………………………….....
………………………….
2.91
Max: Come on!!!!
3!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mina: Your winner of this match…. David Nicolls!!!!!!
Gunnar raises Nicolls hand in victory then suddenly turns and clotheslines him right into the ground. Gunnar stands over both men and exclaims something about the SYS match. But almost like WWE wrote it out comes Mike Adams, late as always and spears Gunnar right to the mat. Now it’s Mike Adams standing over all three men pointing at himself, and motioning to his waist.
Daniel: All for men are in the ring now, and Mike Adams stands over them all. The Sell Your Soul match at Redemption should be something else Max.
Max: It sure should, but it looks like we have to go to commercial or a promo or something….
Daniel: Well.. let’s do that.
Forsaken sits in a backstage area, a faint smirk on his lips as he speaks with a grand confidence.
Redemption approaches fast...a day of history, a day of high spirits and higher stakes. I personally take part in a match of quite high proportions. Six men enter, two with their own title. But by match's end, only one man will stand, just as only one title will remain. We have a lot of powerful souls in this match, quite a few men known well for proving themselves time and again.
Spaz, Blade, Brock Goodman, Sky Ryder, Ryuu, and I. We are all quite formidable fighters, each with our own achievements and our own styles. Yet that is not all that brings us together. It seems we all have history with at least one person involved in this match. All of us, whether our connection is direct or indirect, are linked by deep-rooted rivalries and hatreds. We must be careful...it seems our histories...
Forsaken leans in close to the camera, his voice dropping to a murmur.
...have come back to haunt us.
Singles Match
Jamie Parker vs. 2
Papa Roach's "Walking through barbed wire" plays and 2 walks out onto the stage slowly. 2 looks up into the crowd and walks slowly down to the ramp with his hands balled into fists at his sides. He goes up the steps and between the top two ropes before climbing up to the second turnbuckle, grabbing onto the top rope and slouching over he just glares into the crowd around and then does so again on the turnbuckle across.
Mina: And our first competitor in this match, weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety pounds, he is the King of Agony.. 2!
Max: I love 2, he is just a great American. Look, he smokes, and I’m pretty sure that he would enjoy a healthy cheeseburger.
Daniel: When are cheeseburgers healthy?
Max: YOU ARE NOT AMERICAN!
"The Prisoner" by Iron Maiden kicks in from the beginning. As the intro ends and the music kicks in, Jamie comes out from behind the curtains in his soccer kit, carrying a ball. He kicks the ball into the crowd, but his aim is off and he drills a ten year old in the face, knocking him unconscious. Parker looks frightened at first but then shrugs it off and walks down the ramp. He climbs the steps and stands on the outside as he takes his top and gloves off before throwing them into/at the crowd.
Daniel: Any insights into Parker?
Max: HE’S NOT AMERICAN EITHER!
Daniel: We know that, he's from England!
Max: I knew that.
Parker gets into the ring and stares 2 down. 2 returns the favor and stares at Parker. 2 has enough of it and bum rushes Parker. Parker sidesteps and 2 bounds off the ropes. 2 comes back at Parker, which is responded to by a clothesline. 2 hits the mat and Parker walks over and stomps on 2 a couple of times before bringing him to his feet. Parker grabs 2 in a headlock and hits a quick spinning neck breaker on 2. 2 crumples on the mat and Parker makes a quick cover.
Daniel: Jamie Parker going for the finish here.
Max: KICK OUT 2!
1…
2…kick out by 2. Parker looks unimpressed and lays a kick into the ribcage of the rising 2. 2 hits the mat very hard and Parker walks over to him. Parker goes to lift 2 up but is met with a punch to the abdomen. Park doubles over and 2 springs up and nails a jawbreaker on the fan favorite. Parker hits hard as 2 hovers, awaiting Parker to get up, 2 readies himself to lock in the 2TAPORNOT2! Parker blocks the tie-up and whips 2 off the ropes.
Daniel: Good hard fought match so far.
Max: What the hell match are you watching?
Daniel: This match between 2 and Jamie Parker.
Max: This has been all Parker. 2 has gotten in one move! Terrible match. Nothing's going right.
Parker goes for a cheap dropkick off of the rebound, but 2 hangs onto the ropes and Parker hits the mat hard. 2 takes the initiative and grabs Parker’s legs and flips over, in a pinning predicament.
1…
2… Parker kicks out. Parker looks furious and gets up, ready to grab 2. 2 evades his grasp and throws a shot into Parker’s midsection again. Parker doubles over and 2 grabs his head. 2 goes for a knee lift that connects with Parker’s jaw. Parker flips back, holding his jaw, and 2 slinks over. Parker tries to get up, but is met with a kick to the midsection. 2 grabs Parker’s head and rolls him into a Reverse DDT position. 2 goes for the 2DIE4. Parker reverses it and flips over 2’s shoulder and drops 2 down in a reverse DDT. Parker rolls over for the cover.
1…
2… kick out by 2.
Daniel: Man, I thought sure that Reverse DDT was the finish
Max: Shut up… I hate you.
Daniel: What the fu..?
Max: Oh, sorry Daniel, I was talking to my burrito.
Parker is still in shock. 2 gets up and Parker is still shocked, on his knees. 2 comes up and goes for a big Low Ki kick, Parker ducks it though, and 2 spins right over Parker. Parker gets up and locks in a full nelson on 2. 2 flails like a madman, but after a while, the flailing slows. 2 is about out on his feet before he grabs Parker’s head and drops down in a jawbreaker. Parker once again grabs for his jaw and rolls around, 2 just gasps for a little breath. Parker is the first to start getting up. Parker gets to his feet and walks over to 2. 2 springs up and Parker goes for a toe kick, 2 catches the foot and Parker nails a big time enziguri. 2 delays before falling forward. Parker smiles and points to his head. He walks over to 2 and grabs 2’s legs. Parker locks in a Figure Four. 2 screams out and reaches for the ropes, but they are just out of reach.
Daniel: You know, I’m starting to think this match will never end.
Max: ::munching:: What?
Daniel: I thought you hated that burrito?
Max: I know, I threw it in the crowd and this hot chick gave me a cheeseburger.
Daniel: You are a very trusting person Max.
Max: I know right?
2 starts to flip Parker over, and fails. Parker smiles and laughs as 2 starts to fade again. 2 lays down on the mat.
1…
2… 2 springs his shoulder up. 2 finally gets the strength to flip Parker over and Parker screams. Parker releases the pressure and the hold. 2 gets up and Parker has a tougher time, but he finally gets up. 2 lays a punch into Parker’s face, and Parker returns the favor. They go back and forth until Parker finally stumbles. 2 grabs Parker and whips him off the ropes. 2 ducks his head and Parker catches him under his legs. Parker nails his version of the Destroyer called the SUBSTITUTION! 2 crumples on the mat.
Daniel: It’s over!
Max: NO NO NO! This cheeseburger has pickles on it.
Parker covers.
1…
2…
3!
Mina: And your winner.. Jamie.. Parker!
Max: How could she? PICKLES? Oh, jesus, I'm going to be sick, it's..
Daniel: You were backing 2! How could you not be disappoin.. oh, god, he really is.. Commercial! NOW!
The cameras cut backstage and quickly focus in towards the ground. There seems to have been some sort of an accident as there is a woman layed out on the ground and covered in various objects like a broken prop light, a trash can lid, and some trash as well. As the camera is made to focus more, it is obvious the woman is none other than Sky Ryder's wife Letty. There is a small amount of blood trickling down her forehead which seems to have been caused by some form of impact. After a moment, the camera slowly zooms out to show Jason Silver slowly approach the woman and stop in his tracks. Silver looks down at her with a slightly confused look on his face, he then looks from his left, then to his right and he speaks.
Silver : Ummm............ help?
Silver looks around again and slowly kneels down to Letty, touching her forehead softly where the blood is. Silver raises his hand looking at the blood now covering it and the cameras begin to fade out.
Redemption Preview Match
Martin Cameron Vs. Sal Karver
Back from commercial, Martin Cameron and Sal Karver are slugging it out, both men completely exhausted.
Daniel: Welcome back folks, and what a match we’ve seen thus far?
Max: You and I don’t agree with much, but my god, what a match!
Daniel: For those of you at home, both Martin Cameron and Sal Karver came out during the commercial break, and started beating each other senseless!
Max: I’ve never seen such intense action!
Daniel: These two guys have thrown everything they’ve had at each other, and both are barely able to stand.
Max: The top rope move was off the charts amazing!
Daniel: And all the action that spilled out of the ring?
Max: Clearly, match of the night here, and this with The One and JMC coming up! Just.. wow!
Both men return to their feet, wobbling as they stand. Martin Cameron takes a swing, connecting with a slow right hand.
Daniel: How much does Cameron have left in the tank?
Max: I have no idea, this match has shocked me completely!
Daniel: I've seen two more determined individuals, in all my life! No, wait.. I haven't.
Max: That spinning counter from the standing position will forever live in the highlight reel!
Karver trades an equally slow right hand, as the crowd starts chanting "This is awesome! *Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap*" Cameron staggers back towards the ropes, with Karver following close behind.
Max: Karver still has his head about him, so he hasn't lost too much blood.
Daniel: I'll simply ask again: How much more punishment can these two men take?
Max: As long as that crowd keeps chanting for it, they'll keep going!
Daniel: Another great reason to see these shows live, folks!
Cameron bounces off the ropes after being pushed by Karver, running towards the opposite ropes. Karver connects with a clothesline, taking both men down to the mat, where neither man can stand.
"This is awesome! *Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap*"
Max: The crowd loves these guys!
Daniel: They're out there for the people.
Max: With every shot, Danny! Every shot!
Daniel: That's why you have to love and respect champions. They go out and give it 110%, even if nobody is watching.
Max: If only we had a camera in time! Argh..
Karver and Cameron make it to their feet, but not before clutching onto the ropes for support. Both men are barely able to see straight, the match completely draining them. Karver lifts a knee in Cameron, then sets up for a DDT.
Daniel: Karver getting ready for a DDT perhaps?
Max: The final nail in the coffin!
Sal Karver hits a DDT, and Martin Cameron hits the mat hard. Sal Karver is motionless, out of energy. Karver finds the strength to crawl over, making the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner… Sal Karver!
The crowd starts chanting "Thank You" as Karver rolls off of Cameron.
Daniel: We have just seen the match of the night, ladies and gentlemen!
Max: Every fan in this arena just got their money’s worth. And thensome.
Daniel: A classic back and forth battle, that will live on in the history books!
Sal has barley had time to celebrate his victory when “Breath Into Me” screeches to a halt on the speakers. The young Karver looks up at the top of the ramp confused, and starts to protest. However, his protests are soon drowned out by the roar of the crowd as the familiar intro to “Blisters and Coffee” hits the speakers.
Max: what the hell is this?
Daniel: I’m not sure, but I know what I think it is.
Max: Which is?
Daniel: Let’s just wait and see if I’m right.
Max: Yeah, so you can wait and see what happens and then proclaim that’s what you thought.
The music continues to play as Sal reluctantly makes his way up the ramp and martin Cameron follows lamely in pursuit following his defeat. Both men make their way through the curtain, with “Blisters and Coffee” well advanced by now.
Daniel: Looks like it was a false alarm.
The initial crowd reaction has died down somewhat and is replaced by confused silence. Then, some 90 seconds after the song started, a hooded figure appears on the ramp.
Max: Now what? Hooded figures tend to be a bad omen in this company.
The hooded figure walks down the ramp, his head facing towards the ground and the hood pulled tight in against his face to further conceal his identity. The man climbs into the ring, and with his eyes still facing the mat, climbs to the turnbuckle and “Strikes a match.” The crowd are still unsure how to react; the pose appearing to reinforce their original reaction, but the hood doing a sufficient job of preventing confirmation. Then, the crowd goes into a frenzy as the hood is removed.
Max: What the fuck?
Daniel: It is! It is him! When the music hit, I had my suspicions, but I didn’t dare to hope. Maybe now we can all have a little hope.
Daniel: Funny, the only prediction I see coming true is my one that you would claim you were right.
The guy in the ring walks over to the ropes and collects a mic from Mina.
Guy: Wow, that feels good. In fact, it all feels good. Being backstage with the guys, coming out here to this very ring, and then that reaction was just the icing on the cake. Thank You! But now, onto the reason for me being out here. Well, as I’m sure you’re all aware, I left WPW under a bit of a cloud a while back. At The Tournament of Champions, I was stripped of my title and that allowed James Cassius to profit and become a two time world champion. So, despite Mr. Gonzalez’ statement back in January that his decisions are always final, I have returned and I have a few records I plan to set straight. Of course, all that will take time. I don’t expect to jump straight back into the title picture, and I’m perfectly happy to work my way back up. Hell, it’ll give me a chance to shake off some of this ring rust.
However, that brings me on to the reason I am out here tonight. A few weeks ago, you were all treated to a sight you are all too familiar with. A certain someone came to this very ring and bitched and moaned about how he was due this that and the other. Whined about how he was better than everyone else and deserved more. That person is none other than my former partner in the ill-fated Resistance, Jamie Parker. Now, since Mr. Gonzalez had already made contact with me about returning, and since Parker was so keen to secure a match for Redemption, Carlos made the announcement that he had already found an opponent for Parker. That opponent is none other than me.
So, I guess I’ll get my opportunity to shake off that ring rust sooner than I expected. In less than two weeks actually. So, I guess I’ll see all of you, and you Jamie Parker, at Redemption.
Daniel: Wow, one of the members of a very elite club in WPW is back, and it sure is good to see him.
Max: If you say so. Wasn’t that just typical of him though? Delay his appearance from the back to milk the crowd and then come out here and ass kiss the fans to get some reaction. I wonder how much ass kissing he had to do to get a contract in the first place.
Daniel: Forever the cynic. Anyway, regardless of Max’s negativity, you heard it correct. At Redemption, it is going to be Jamie Parker vs SCORCH!
Max: I told you hooded omens tended to be a bad omen for this company, and the return of Scorch is definitely a bad thing, in my humble opinion.
Daniel: Well, i know you as a lot of things, but humble certainly isn't one of them. We'll be right back.
2007 Redemption Main Event Rematch
The One Vs. James Moriarty Cassius
Max: Wow, we sure have had a shitty night so far, haven't we, Danny? Well, except for that Sal-Cameron match. I mean, wow.
Daniel: Max Stockton! You'll lose your job if you keep that u.. Hey, say that again?
Max: We've really had a shi.. Wait. No. What I'm really getting at is, tonight hasn't been what we probably would have expected leading into our biggest night of the year. I guess it's just that everyone knew they'd struggle to steal the show.
Daniel: Why? Because we've got a conceited off? Because we're trying to work out who's going to win the great third pissing contest?
Max: Don't know which one to hate more, huh?
Daniel: There's only so much hate I can allot to one person. They're both brimming.
Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
The lights go out and one single white light shines from the rafters, focusing on The One who is now standing on the entrance ramp. Suddenly, the full version of "The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nails hits the speakers and The One begins his walk down the aisle towards the ring. He stares straight out into the crowd with a cocky grin, one hand stretching over his stomach - he makes one half of the universal 'belt' sign, then enters the ring and does The God.. Like.. Pose on the first turnbuckle, looking out to the crowd with confidence. Spinning, he then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side with the same cocky swagger, and looks towards the sky.
Max: A lot of concern here by The One, one's gotta say, especially seeing as he's actually got better odds than JMC this week. He's the only guy I've ever seen actually go above Cassius on the bookies before!
Daniel: But isn't that just because WPWStore.com's got a glitch which puts all of One's odds down as one to one?
Max: Well, yeah, kinda. But still, one to one beats.. nine to eight!
Daniel: You don't care about this match either, do you?
Max: Well, I mean, I like to at least get some money back. I mean, Cassius is going to win, but One cheats pretty good, and.. well, yeah.
Daniel: You can say that again. But.. All of you fans at home, don't get the wrong idea. This match is probably going to be epic. James Cassius has never beaten The One here in WPW.. And the list of people who have an unavenged win to James Cassius in WPW is.. well, two long. And the only other man? One's former protege, Scorch! But.. it's just like JMC said a few days ago.. A lot of things have changed!
Max: You still hate One that much, huh? Lesser of two evils?
Daniel: Not lesser of two evils, but I do hate The One a little more. Maybe.. a tenth.
Mina: Standing in the ring with me at this time.. Standing at six feet, two inches all, and hailing from Saint Paul, Minnesota.. He is a former WPW Champion.. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty four pounds.. He is.. The One!
"Apocalypse Please" begins to boom throughout the arena. The heavy chords of the grand piano in the song strike hard through the floor, bass shaking the arena with every beat. As the drums lead to a peak, out comes James Moriarty Cassius. He reaches out into thin air as he stands in the entrance way and holds his arms out to his sides slightly, a noncommital jeer of self-satisfaction upon his own smug face, title firmly strapped to his right shoulder. Cassius then spins on the Spot and moves forwards, down towards the ring. Cassius makes his way to the steps and onto the apron. He then ducks into the ring, under the ropes and spins on the spot, his arms outstretched once more with his World title in one hand. This spin almost costs Cassius, as One comes in with an attempted dropkick straight to the title belt - but Cassius manages to dive to the side, the title belt falling to the wayside. Instead of coming to blows, though, The One quickly gets to his feet, getting into Cassius' face as JMC does the same, referee Chris Kay trying to seperate the two.
Max: It's ON!
Daniel: Why don't I care? This is supposed to be such a huge match for WPW, so.. Why don't I care?
Max: You hate them both?
Daniel: I hate to say this.. but you might be on to something.
Mina: And now in the ring.. Weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety six pounds.. From Bad Segeberg, Germany.. He is YOUR WPW Champion.. He is the Prince of Cats.. He is.. James.. Moriarty.. CASSIUS!
As soon as the name is called out, One reaches out for Cassius' arm, grabbing it in an arm wrench, then sends a kick straight to JMC's momentarily prone side. As Cassius seems momentarily winded, One twists the arm wrench in once more - Cassius sent flipping over, and Chris Kay has no real alternative but to ring the bell.
Ding!
Ding!
Cassius doesn't stay on his back for long, headstanding through and rolling backwards, tumbling through and sending a left-armed arm drag straight towards One. This catches One unawares, who tumbles through as JMC hooks in a low arm bar - but One is quick to his feet, wincing as he pulls his opponent's hair back with his free arm, only to have the armbar cinched in tighter - and then, swirling his body around, grabs JMC's arm in a top wrist lock. Cassius is quick to grab the nearby ropes - but this is only to roll his body through, flipping out of the hold. He flips backwards again - though this is just to maneuver his body into a standing, rope-assisted head scissors. He holds it in for the full count of four, then attempts to roll through into a hurricanrana - but One grabs his opponent's thighs, pushing them up and forcing him to his feet.. only to quickly drop toe hold Cassius down to the mat, then roll over his body in a side headlock! Cassius, not wanting to give a single inch to the larger man, quilkly uses every litle bit of leverage that he has in him to push him to his feet - then pushes him to the ropes. One bounces off and then easily doubles Cassius back down to his feet with a hard shoulder tackle - waiting for his opponent to get up before bouncing off of the opposite rope and hitting yet another massive tackle, sending Cassius to his back once more! Cassius looks ready to stand, and as One turns around for another run of the ropes, Cassius ducks under, slapping the mat on the way down - and as One comes back, he gets leapfrogged over, looking a little bewildered as he again slams against the ropes.. only to come flying into a massive leg lariat from the WPW champion, sending One bouncing off of the mat! Cassius gets straight back to his feet, pushing his foot down against One's throat - but he only manages to do this for half a moment, as One twirls his body through, sending JMC down to the mat and hooking in a half boston crab, clenching it in tight!
Daniel: You can just tell that neither man wants to make a small mistake early on. I mean.. When was the last time we saw an arm wringer in a WPW ring?
Max: Probably the last time these two got together?
Daniel: Well, I mean, it's possi.. wait, no. I think it happened eight weeks ago. But it was one of those rookies Carlos keeps hiring to make us seem multi-cultural.
Max: Si, señor.
Daniel: You're not saying too much today, are you?
Max: Why would I? It's good wrestling, and all, but I've got no money on it. Might as well just lounge back. The chilli dogs were going off, so I got 'em half price. Though I do have a sidebet with one of the ring crew that Cassius won't lose a singles match until July, so that'd be good. Y'hear? Don't lose, guy!
Much to the crowd's delight, Cassius seems completely unable to escape for a few moments - he's stuck trying to drag his body forward into the ring ropes, his free leg just shy of reaching freedom. Chris Kay gets into his face, asking him if he's ready to submit - and in a terrible display of rulebreaking, Cassius reaches out for Kay's shirt, forcing him shoulder-first into The One's back. The One seems to take this as a sign to break the hold, and looks disgusted as he does just that, getting into Kay's face instantaneously - Kay backing off, clearly not sure what to do in this situation, only able to push One away, shaking his head, attempting to tell him that no break was necessary. One looks irate as he turns back to Cassius, holding his arms out in position for a God.. Like.. Pose! He comes down with an elbow drop.. but Cassius rolls out of the way, seemingly having been overexaggerating his pain!
Max: PLAYING POSSUM! PLAYING POSSUM!
Daniel: You probably asked him to do that, didn't you? Ugh.. Anyway. You've gotta kinda think that The One seems to be the aggressor here, even though Cassius is clearly the one with something to prove.
Max: How does Cassius have something to prove? He's WPW Champion! For the second time! If you need any proof, just look to the belt sitting a foot to my left.
Daniel: First.. that's your right. Second.. He's never beaten The One before. And even though he might not be the first in line for the belt, no matter who JMC gets through, it's a pretty fair certainty that if he holds onto that belt for long enough.. The One will end up getting another shot.
Max: Wait a minute. Naughty.. Elephants.. Squirt.. Wate.. Aww, fuck. You're right! I guess this'd explain all of those traffic violations I've been getting.
Daniel: Max Stockton; man of the world, ladies and gentlemen.
Each man takes up to a three count to get to their feet - but by the time they do, they're already beginning to throw punches at one another. The One is the first to connect a punch - but JMC seems to roll with it, coming back with a devastating Discus punch! Despite seeming a little staggered at this, though, The One quickly sends a boot to JMC's gut, pushing him into the ropes and throwing him across in a whip - but as The One comes flying up to his left in a cross body, Cassius does the same to hisown left, each man toppling over in a heap!
Daniel: Each man had the same thought there! And now, we're going to our last ad break of the night.. Cassius-One 3! Stay tuned!
As the trailer for Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull ends, The One appears to be bleeding - there's a large dent in the cheap aluminum steps outside of the ring - yet Cassius seems the more winded of the two, stuck in an abdominal stretch which The One continues slapping down upon his opponent's stomach in.
Daniel: And welcome back! This match will be running through to its finish, no matter how much overtime we end up having to put on, according to the cable company! And for the very first time, we'll be proud to show you some highlights of what happened during the break.. Well, the main thing anyway!
Max: Indiana Jones is going to KICK ASS. Wait, oh, yeah, there was a match going on.
The screen splits into two - a rudimentary "WPW Double Vision!" graphic sits overhead as a few highlights of One bashing JMC's head into the steel steps, but as he comes running down in an attempt to send a double axe handle to the back of Cassius' head, Cassius manages to drop toe hold him into the steps himself, immediately busting The One open. The screen fades back to the abdominal stretch - and Cassius seems to almost feed off of the crowd's hatred for him, loving to see him stretched, even if they hate the man causing him said pain - and pulls The One over in a hip toss, throwing the larger man over his body! Flipping the bird off to the crowd as One sits up, he quickly sends a low dropkick to the back of One's head, then lifts the momentarily stunned One to his feet - grabbing him in a front face lock and then running up the top rope, slamming his already bleeding head straight down into the middle of the mat in a devastating "Pound of Flesh" Tornado DDT! He goes for the cover..
1..
2.. Kickout by The One!
One sits up, dazed - but his head shakes fervently as he mouths, "I cannot lose. I cannot lose." as a mantra to himself, much to the dismay of.. well, everyone, pretty much, save the referee. He spits the bad taste of his mouth as he tries to get to his feet and face where Cassius was when he last saw him - but Cassius is already astraddle the top rope, flying overhead in yet another crossbody attempt.. but he is caught by the already struggling One! One almost seems to be having trouble keeping to his feet - but before Cassius manages to elbow his way out of the hold, he is hoisted up to his shoulders, then dropped in the center of the ring in a power slam! JMC seems stunned, but One doesn't even bother stopping for the cover - instead lifting JMC to his feet, then stopping in the God.. Like.. Pose before a hard knee to the stomach, sending Cassius doubled over, but still on his feet. Thinking incredibly quickly for himself, One then bounces off of the ropes.. and comes flying into the WPW Champion's torso with a massive Spear straight to his gut, knocking him clear to the mat! One doesn't stop to go for the cover, yet again, though - slowly walking to the ring apron and hitting the God.. Like.. Pose once more!
Max: Ah, shit. This isn't good. He usually does that before the Un-Believer, right?
Daniel: Yeah, I.. wait, you're not supposed to.. How do you know that?
Max: Guy behind me screamed it out. He's probably the only guy in this crowd who doesn't just want to see both of these guys up and die.
Daniel: Thank god. I nearly thought you'd actually been paying attention.
Max: Only turned around to steal some kid's popcorn, Danny boy. Only turned around to steal some kid's popcorn.
Seeming perfectly willing to take his time in ascending the top rope, The One again hits his signature pose atop the top rope, seeming to believe Cassius practically knocked out - and then goes sailing through the air in a picture perfect Shooting Star Press.. which misses completely as Cassius rolls out of the ring! The One, bloodied head and all, limply connects with the mat.. but seems to just lie there, near unconscious as JMC tries to gather up his own breaths, clearly winded from the spear moments earlier. As he tries to use the ring apron to climb to his feet, "Walking Through Barbed Wire" by Papa Roach begins to play, a still dressed for competition 2 slowly walking down the entrance ramp. He stares down to the ring, stopping half way down the ramp as he stares to Cassius, who looks stunned to see his compatriot in arms walking down. Nonetheless, he slowly climbs into the ring - at the referee's count of eight - and as The One slowly makes his way to his feet, snarling bloody murder, he walks over to the far turnbuckle, and instantly begins tearing off the pad, much to Chris Kay's chagrin, hunched over his body even as he tears the pad asunder, rending it to little more than a mess of foam and leather sitting limply around a thick metal peg. As he attempts to find Cassius - instead, he sees 2, and begins staring out to him with a definite mania coming from his blood-stained eyes.
Max: What the fuck is happening?
Daniel: Maybe 2 is coming out to help out his former charge? Increase his chances at Redemption?
Max: Not likely. This is The Royalty we're talking about. They're the tightest knit group in the history of.. uh.. knitting.
Daniel: Crocheting?
Max: Sure, let's go with that.
As One continues to stare at 2 with accusing eyes, he doesn't seem too aware of Cassius sneaking up behind him - the first alert that he gets is the stiff right hand to the back of his head, visibly stunning the larger man. He stumbles back for a moment or two - giving Cassius all the time he needs to slip his body in position for his finish, the wristlock inverted double underhook neckbreaker only known as the Soliloquy, One's head limply rebounding off of the mat! Cassius goes for the pin, hooking his opponent's leg in a pin as 2 begins to make his way down to the ring..
1..
2..
3!
Daniel: Oh my GOD! The One's streak ends! All it took was the momentary distraction! The One has been beaten! James Moriarty Cassius finally beats The One in WPW singles competition! Hey, wait, 2 is coming into the ring, and he looks awfully mad..
Max: No, not mad. Happy. See? It's a smile. Turned.. y'know.. upside.. down..
Ding!
Ding!
Mina: And your winner.. James.. Moriarty.. Cassius!
Not even stopping to have his arm raised by Chris Kay, JMC immediately backs into the center of the ring - he's not taking a 'fighting' stance, but he's definitely taking hostility to the man who walks towards him, ducking underneath the ropes. As 2 walks into him, he pushes his chest directly into Cassius', as they have a stareoff, which the crowd finally seems to be revitalising to. They continue pushing at each other, not willing to budge, neither man at their fullest - but neither man willing to back up an inch. As 2 finally clenches one fist up and raises it to the point between each man's eyes - Cassius does the same on the opposite side, their heads pushing hard at one another, almost looking ready to explode, before.. each of them breaks out into smiles, each man's fists unclenching as they hug one another, suddenly all smiles as they start bantering with one another, clear friends as Kay hands back Cassius his belt!
Max: I TOLD YOU!
Daniel: Jesus! Royalty remain strong! The Royalty remain strong going into Redemption, even though they face one another, one on one! I.. shit, we're out of time! Daniel Justice, Max Stockton.. Two weeks away from Redemption! This is our final broadcast until the pay per view, so.. Be there, or.. Just be there! Really! Don't be stupid, and miss what may be our biggest show yet!
Assimilation Tag Match: CTRanks
Dan Murph v David Nicolls: Gunnar Brian (then APostingGod™)
Jamie Parker v 2: Spaz
Sal Karver v Martin Cameron: HBK619
James Moriarty Cassius v The One: Aperama
May 15th, 2008
Metro Center,
Rockford, IL
Daniel: What a night we've got in store for you!
Max: But you didn't even let the show graphics go on? We're supposed to have new show graphics! I heard about new show graphics!
Daniel: Calm down, Max. We'll get to them after we tell all of our fans what's going on tonight.
Max: Who cares? Blade Lavigne made it to TNT again. That's enough to mean they shouldn't even bother watching.
Daniel: What's with this hostility against Blade Lavigne, Max? Anyhow.. He's right, folks, we'll be starting tonight off with a preview of the Assimilation match at Redemption.. which I have been informed, will not have the new title name confirmed until the night of the show! Anyway, it's going to be Blade Lavigne and Brock Goodman against the very makeshift team of Spaz and Forsaken!
Max: Oh, yeah. Mat *classic* there. Hell, I think about the only match we've got with more potential to be boring, with two complete fat bastards wobbling towards one another, is Dan Murph and David Nicolls. Sell Your Soul preview? Who the fuck cares, really, Gunnar Brian's going to set 'em straight, I suppose.
Daniel: That might be tru.. Wait, no, it's not true at all. Gunnar Brian's probably going to have them beat each other up until they can't move right. But yes. After that.. Jamie Parker's returning to face.. number one contender for the WPW Title, 2! This should be a big one, folks.
Max: Big one? Big one?
Daniel: Well, given you're about to burst, I'll point out Sal Karver and Martin Cameron in a Florida State Title preview match..
Max: ONE! JMC! What the fuck is this doing on this card? It makes every match before it look shit! No, it makes every match before it look USELESS! This isn't just pay per view quality, this is.. I don't even know what this is! What the fuck! You heard it! The One against James Moriarty Cassius!
Tag Team Match
Blade LaVigne & Brock Goodman Vs. Spaz & Forsaken
Daniel: The following match is a tag match containg four members of the men to compete for the God of Live and Hardcore Title at Redemption, where those two belts will be unified.
Max: What I’m wondering is what the damn thing will be called. Hell I think they should name it after me… call it the… uhhhh… the…
Daniel: Yeah.. we’ll get back to you on that one.
Last Man Standing hits the speakers. A blue light flickers on and off in time with the opening, shortly followed by the lights cutting out. The blue light slowly fades back on as a spotlight at the entrance ramp. Forsaken stands in the light, only seen as a black silhouette with a fist held in front of his face and his hood up. The spotlight fades away to blackness, and soon after the arena is bathed in blue light. Forsaken is walking to the ring with a troubled smirk on his face and a determined look in his eye. When he reaches the ring he spins around and touches his hand to the floor before back flipping over the top rope into the ring.
Mina: From a small island off the coast of Japan, weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds....FORRRRRRRSAKENNNNNN!!!!!
Given Up hits the speakers. PUT ME OUT OF MY F*CKING MISERY!
Mina Henderson: His partner… weighing in at 245 pounds…. SPAZZZ!
Spaz steps out onto the ramp and raises his arms into the air. Spaz walks to the ring, but he ignores the fans dodging their hands. When he gets about halfway to the ring, he darts and slides into the ring on all fours. He looks around the crowd, he has between a smirk and a sick smile on his face before getting up standing face to face with Forsaken.
Daniel: These men are competition come Redemption but tonight they must works as a team if they plan to defeat the God of Live Blade Lavigne and his partner Brock Goodman!
Max: I wouldn’t be surprised if this match ended in a no contest as, I doubt that any of these men can work as a team, you can’t just put two slices of bread together and expect it to stick… you need peanut butter and jelly.
Daniel: Uhhh yeah… nice analogy.
Max: Thanks……… man I’m hungry.
Daniel: Apparently…
Their stare is interrupted by Sweet Dreams hitting the loud speakers.
Mina Henderson: Their opponents………….. First from Sin City, weighing in at 295 pounds… BROCK GOODMANNN!
Brock walks out in a jacket with a hood that trails to the floor. As he walks down the ramp with his head bowed. He then steps into the ring and removes his hood quickly. "Bleed for me" plays.
Mina Henderson: His partner from Gladstone, Michigan weighing in at 260 pounds, he is the reigning God of Live Champion…. BLADE LAVIGNE!
Blade hesitates for a moment before walking into view. He cocks a smirk as he folds his arms and walks to the ring. As Blade makes it to the ring he is also showing off The God of Live title. He slides into the ring and perches himself on the top rope and looks into the crowd and trash talks while pointing to himself.
Max: Is Blade talking trash about himself?
Daniel: I don’t know Max, I’ve given up trying to understand this man.
The four men debate who will start the match and it turns out to Forsaken and Blade take the helm to start the match.
DING
DING
DING
Both Blade and Forsaken approach each other with there are out attempting a tie up but Blade quickly kicks Forsaken in the gut instead and locks him in a side head lock. Blade wrenches of Forsaken’s neck. Forsaken backs up still in the head and on bounces of the ropes while pushing Blade releasing him from the lock. Blade bounces of the opposite ropes and returns meeting a shoulder block taking Blade down to the mat. Blade rolls out of the ring quickly as he didn’t expect the shoulder block. After circling the ring Blade finally re-enters the ring at the refs 5 count. Blade slowly approaches the waiting Forsaken who and goes for a quick jab which Forsaken dodges and grabs Blades arm. Forsaken quickly trips Blade and drops and elbow of him. Forsaken doesn’t skip a beat as he quickly runs to the ropes and on his return jumps into the air and drops a knee onto Blades head. Forsaken picks Blade up and attempts a suplex but the God of Live block it, Forsaken tries again but once again Blade blocks it.
Daniel: Nice reversal by Blade there to change the momentum.
Blade finally takes Forsaken over with a suplex of his own. Blade then leg drops Forsaken and then goes for a pin.
Daniel: And a pin. This could be it.
1……….
2
Kickout.
Daniel: No…
Max: You seriously thought the match could be over like that?
Daniel: Who knows, I know a match never ends with a standard suplex, but it could happen Max. It could happen.
Max: And they say I’m the dumb one.
Blade picks Forsaken up and apply’s and armbar on Forsaken. Blade backs up to his corner holding on to Forsaken and tags in Brock who enters the ring and stiffly kicks Forsaken in the gut and then gie him a hard right hand to the face. Forsaken drops to one knee and Brocks big boots the side of his head taking him down. Brock then mounts Forsaken and lays in some lefts and rights on his opponent. The ref counts to 4 and Brock stands up. Brock proceeds to pick Forsaken up who gives and offense of rights and lefts to the gut of Brock followed by a punch to the face, a back elbow and a jumping spin kick taking the big man down. Forsaken then backs up to his corner and tags in Spaz who waste no time taking advantage of the downed Brock and Lionsaults onto him and hooks his leg for the pin.
1……….
2……..
Kickout.
Daniel: What a nice maneuver by Spaz nearly getting the 3 count.
Max: IT’S PEANUT BUTTA JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTA JELLY TIME!
Daniel: What the hell is wrong with you?
Max: Oh sorry.. im just………….. hungry.
Spaz aggravated takes Brock by the hair and viciously pounds his head with rights and then drags him to his feet. Spaz hits Brock with a forearm and then attempts to whip Brock to the turnbuckle but Brock reverses the whip and sends Spaz crashing to the corner. Brock rushes towards him head down, but Spaz dodges and Brock’s shoulder smashes into the steel post.
Daniel: Oooo that didn’t look to good.
Max: Yeah that post but be hurting right now.
Spaz turns Brock around and sets him up on the top rope. Spaz then climbs up himself to the very top along with Brock setting him up for a superplex, but unfortunately for Spaz Blade rushes along the apron and hits his leg straddling Spaz on the ropes. Brock takes the advantage to closeline the straddled Spaz and Spaz falls onto the apron bouncing off of it and falls hitting the mat floor on the outside.
Max: Ahahahhhahahahahahahaaaaaa! Man that made my day!
Daniel: Blade took advantage of the vulnerable position Spaz was in and Spaz paid the price big time.
Max: Ahahahahhahahahahah YA THINK! Ahahahhaahahahhhaaaaaa
Blade quickly rushes and gets a few stomps in on Spaz outside the ring while Brock distracts the ref talking about his shoulder. Blade picks Spaz up and sets him up for a DDT on the outside but out of nowhere Forsaken super kicks Blade nearly knocking his lights out saving Spaz from an Impaler on the outside.
Daniel: Well look at that Forsaken saved his partner Spaz from a DDT, and you thought they couldn’t work together.
Max: I really would like a PB&……..
Daniel: Forget about the damn sandwich Max, we have a match going on, you need to do your job! Sheesh!
Max: But im hungryyyyyyyyyyy.
Daniel: (sigh)
Forsaken helps Spaz back into the ring and Brock picks Spaz up. Spaz out of nowhere pushes Brock off him and hits a standing enzuguri. Both men lay on the mat as the ref counts them out. The ref reaches 6 and both Spaz and Brock start crawling towards their prospective corners. Brock gets to his corner and pulls himself up using the ropes and looks for a tag but Blade is still laid out on the mat struggling to his feet. Brock gets pissed as Spaz makes a hot tag to Forsaken who runs taking it to Brock with a jumping forearm. Both men make it back to their feet and Forsaken dropkicks Brock. Once again they make it to their feet and Forsaken captures Brock in a Dragon suplex taking him down to the mat. Forsaken goes for the pin.
1……….
2……….
Kickout.
Forsaken stands up in frustration and just signals for the Eternal Resolve. Brocks groggily makes it to his feet but before he can be hit with any maneuver Blade tags himself in and charges into the ring taking Forsaken down with a spear.
Daniel: Blade just tagged himself in and hit Forsaken with a massive spear.
Blade then pummels Forsaken with right hands until Spaz comes into the ring and grabs Blade by his hair pulling him up to his feet and then throws him head first into a turnbuckle pad. Meanwhile the ref is trying to get a clueless Brock Goodman to his corner and out of the ring, as he had no idea he was tagged out and Forsaken rolls out the ring in pain. Spaz continues to pummel Blade with rights in the corner then whips him to the opposite corner but Blade hits the corner bouncing off and Spaz back body drops him in the center of the ring. Blade comes to his feet and Spaz charges him but Blade powerslams Spaz out of nowhere. Blade stands up and backs up a bit into Brock who tags himself in and goes for the pin.
Daniel: Now Brock tags himself back in… no co-operation here for Blade and Brock tonight.
Max: No PB and no J…. damn shame.
1……….
2…
Kickout.
Max: Is he even the legal man.
Daniel: Wow Max.. you actually are paying attention?
Max: No I was actually aski… uhhh yeah I knew he wasn’t legal.
Blade is mad that he was tagged out as he is forced to his corner. Brock stands up and signals for the Final Resting Place. Brock picks Spaz up and set him up for the maneuver. He then flips Spaz over but Spaz back down to his feet and ducks an incoming Blade wielding his God of Live Title. Blade accidentally slams his title belt into the back of the head with the belt and looks on in shock as does the ref.
Daniel: What the!
Spaz clotheslines Blade to the outside quickly and then pins Brock.
1……….
2……….
3!!!!!!!
Daniel: Blade just costs his team the god damn match.
Max: Why doesn’t that surprise me.
Daniel: The worst part about it was that Spaz wasn’t even the legal immigrant… I mean man.
Damn Max you're rubbing up on me too much.
Max: Hey I don’t swing that way.
Given Up plays and Spaz is celebrating in the ring.
Mina Henderson: Your winners SPAZ and FORSAKENNN!
Max: TAKE IT TO THE MAX!
Daniel: WHAT!?
Max: They can call it the Take it to the Max Title yeah…. YEAH!
Daniel: Max….. please do me a favor and stay off the drugs. Atleast not before a match
Max: C’mon stop tryna slander me I don’t do drugs….. but I sure do got the munchies.
Blade’s former look of concern turns into a grin as he back up the aisle with his title in hand. Forsaken gets into the ring holding his gut and shoves Spaz. The two men exchange some words then Forsaken just decks Spaz in the face and the two men begin to brawl. Blade begins to laugh hysterically at the top of the aisle.
Daniel: Well, Blade sure looks happy with that title on his shoulder. But right now, Amy White is standing by with the other champion heading into the Assimilation Match at Redemption.
The camera cuts backstage to Sky Ryder, standing in front of a large fence with a WPW logo in the middle. He has his hair pulled back, and he wears black shades, to keep his eyes from being shown. Amy White stands to the side of him, shown as less of importance, due to Ryder being in the middle of the screen. White lifts up the microphone, and addresses Sky Ryder.
Amy: Ladies and gentlemen, I stand beside the WPW Hardcore champion, Sky Ryder. Now, Sky Ryder, most of the WPW fans did not expect to see you here tonight, I think most expected for you to be home, with family, over those personal reasons you spoke of over this past week.
Sky Ryder: Yes, Amy, most of them would. But some of my true fans would also know that Sky Ryder will not leave that easily. They know that I'll always be here, as an entertainer, as a wrestler, and as a friend. They know I have my reasons to leave for a while but... Amy, could... could I see the mic? Just... by myself?
Sky Ryder sighs, and Amy slowly hands Ryder the mic, stepping off the screen to let Ryder speak on his own.
Sky Ryder: Thank you Amy. This week has been hell on me and my wife. We've both lost a person that meant the world to us, a true close friend. Because of this loss, I had decided to forgo wrestling these next few weeks, and take some time off for my family. I had decided to drop the title, and make the match at Redemption a 5 Way match.
But all of you fans didn't want that. Once that video played, all of you spoke up, telling me to never give up, to go on, no matter what. After taking some time to think... I have decided. I will NOT leave... I will NOT give up.. and I WILL win at Redemption!
The crowd pops as Ryder smirks, the pain still veiled behind the cocky smile. He lifts up his right hand, the Hardcore title dangling from it.
Sky Ryder: Because this right here... this is MINE. Not Blade's, not Brock's, not Spaz's, Forsaken's, or Ryuu's. It's all MINE. I earned it... and I will fight for it. Bring all you want! Fight 'til the death! It won't matter... because I won't let this thing go! I won't allow... and these fans DAMN sure won't allow it!
There is another pop as Ryder mentions the fans, and Ryder places the title on his right shoulder. He uses his free hand to now take off his sunglasses, the smirk on his face dying down into a glare of determination. Ryder pulls the mic back up to his lips, and almost screams into the mic.
Sky Ryder: Once again... it's time for Sky Ryder to make history! Once again... it's time for Sky Ryder to rise above the masses! Once again... it's time...
Ryder is breathing quite hard now as he leans in towards the camera, the smirk once again back on his face, giving his face a look of dementia.
Sky Ryder: I told you all... I'm here to stay. I'm here to fight for the people... as well as myself. Gentlemen... you have a hard task before you. Take down the "Calculating Factor!" Are you up to the challenge? Can you actually succeed? I think not...
Walking off the scene, Ryder scoffs slightly. Amy White walks back onto the screen, her face one of suprise and respect.
Amy: Strong words from Sky Ryder there... will the others take notice? Only one way to find out!
Singles Match
Dan Murph Vs. David Nicolls
Special Referee: Gunnar Brian
Daniel: Well, well, well… one week left and two men in the Sell Your Soul match are going to duke it out.
Max: It does sound like the usual standard match up here doesn’t it.
Daniel: Yes BUT… We have a third wheel for this straight up match, we have a special guest official.
Max: That we do, and to go with the pair of Dan Murph and David Nicolls we have the official for the match as none other than ‘The Savior’ Gunnar Brian!
Daniel: You know something, I think someone needs to save us from Gunnar, the guy has been pretty on and off for months now.
Max: I have heard rumors, but.. moving on.
Daniel: What, like Gunnar is Frank, and that Gunnar as Frank scored with WPW’s own Amy White?
Max: Ahem, moving on!
Daniel: I'm not hearing a no.
Max: Hush up, all three men are in the Sell Your Soul match, and I bet Mike Adams is watching closely to pick up any weaknesses that this match might exploit, and with Gunnar as the official, I would bet there could be a lot of damage caused by both men to each other. In my eyes there is one winner right now and its going to be Mike.
Mina: At this time, I would like to introduce the special guest referee for to…
Mina is cut off as The Other Side by Aerosmith begins to play, the lights however do not fade as Gunnar walks out in the striped official shirt. He walks down to the ring glaring at the fans who are booing him. Once he gets to the ring, he walks around to the announce table and begins to drop a few choice words to Daniel about some things said early. Gunnar turns and slides into the ring snatching the mic from Mina before stepping to the middle of the ring.
Gunnar: As you all know if you pay attention, the following is a straight up singles match between two men I hate. Conversely, those guys and Mr Adams backstage in all likelihood hate me just as much, and as much as I don’t like anyone else, I am a fan of good healthy competition, so I have had a spur of the moment idea, and since I am the law for this match, this rule will be enforced, if Mike Adams interferes in this match up then he is banned from Redemption. Likewise, if Dan or David deem it to be a better idea to attack an official during the match, then they too shall be banned from Redemption.
Daniel: Talk about power abuse!
Max: Well I suppose Gunnar has ensured a proper match instead of an all out brawl?
Daniel: I want to see all four guys trying to kill each other, is that too much to ask for?
Gunnar hands the mic back to Mina and nods indicating that she can continue with the introductions.
Mina: Introducing first, weighing in at 300 pounds, he is DAN MURPH!
Its Not Over by Daughtry hits over the speaks as Murph steps out with his hands held high as he soaks up the fans cheers. He walks down to the ring without stopping as he slides under the bottom rope and over to one of the sets of rope and works up the crowd into cheers. Gunnar gives a half hearted applause behind Murph before Murph turns around and gets into Gunnars face. Gunnar backs away pointing to the official shirt, pointing out the rule he stated. Murph steps back into a corner looking towards the entrance.
Mina: And introducing secondly, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is DAVIIDD.. NICOLLS!
Hearts on Fire starts playing. Out comes David, hair sopping wet behind his head, acting far too enthusiastic to be good for himself. He rushes down one side of the ramp, immediately grabbing out and slapping hands, screaming illegible words that sound somewhat like "COME ON!". After one lap around the ring, he jumps up to the apron, poses momentarily to the crowd with both fists clenched at shoulder height, then gets ready for his match, still far too enthusiastic for his own good. Gunnar stands in front of Murph, allowing David to finish his entrance. David turns around to face Murph as Gunnar steps over giving the same little talk he gave to Murph just moments earlier. Gunnar calls for the bell to start the match.
Ding
Ding
Ding
Murph and David look cautiously from each other to Gunnar and back to each other before beginning to circle each other. Both men lock up in the middle of the ring in a power struggle. David steps back twice as Murph begins to take the upper hand. Both men break before Murph can trap David in the corner, Murph pushes David and smirks mouthing ‘I believe again’ David smiles back and being unusually agile, he catches Murph in a drop toe hold sending the Irish face into the second turnbuckle pad. Murph gets up clutching his face as David traps him in the corner, he starts to strike Murph who has taken to defending himself as much as he can. Gunnar steps forward but then smiles and allows David to coninue striking away.
Daniel: Looks like Gunnar might be letting this match become a brawl
Max: Early days yet, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he didn’t make serious calls
Murph flails his arm outwards and manages to force David away, just a moment before flattening him with a clothesline. Murph turns around and tries to stomp on David, who somehow against the laws of physics manages to roll away and get back to his feet with ease as both men stand off against each other again. David follows through on Murph by catching him with a shot to the side. Murph stumbles back slightly stunned as David follows up with a knee to the midsection. In a smooth motion, David grabs Murphs arm and twists it forcing Murph back to a fully vertical stance, he slides behind him before lifting Murph up into a back drop with a twisted arm with some force. Murph falls to the mat but stretches his leg under the rope to avoid any potential cover. David kicks Murphs leg away from the rope before running at another set and catching Murph with his a powerful elbow drop. David remains for the cover, but Gunnar, seemingly not showing much enthuiasm for the match walks around before slowly dropping to his knees and making a count.
1... … …
2... … kick out
Daniel: Very slow count by Gunnar there
Max: Well it is noted that he hates all the guys in the SYS match, perhaps he just wants them to kill each other first.
Daniel: If it is, then it’s a bloody good plan
David casts a death glare at Gunnar, who once again seems to have found himself distracted from the match again, already looking over and seemingly chatting with a fan in the front row. David grabs the shoulder of Gunnar and swigs him around, demanding an explaination, to which he receives no answer as Murph grabs David from behind, spinning him around to face him. Murhp kicks him in the midsection and plants him face first with an elbow to the back of the head. Murph follows up with a kick forcing David onto his back and drops into the cover, but there appears to be no count as Gunnar seems too busy brushing himself down. The lax attitude appears to piss off both men as Murph followed by David get to their feet and close in on Gunnar. Both men begin to argue about the two poor counts to which Gunnar simply points to the official badge. Neither man seems to back down as Gunnar pushes David away first.
Daniel: Looks like Gunnar is in trouble now
Max: Certainly does, neither David or Murph have the tolerance for him tonight.
As Gunnar and Murph argue, David grabs Murph from behind, lifting the larger man onto his shoulders in an inverted fireman's carry. He pulls Murph into the middle of the ring and falls to his knees in a backbreaker variation. David gets up and climbs to the top rope. He points at Gunnar before diving off towards Murph for a top rope splash. David connects and covers..
1...
2...
Kick out by Murph
David gets to his knees and shakes his head. Gunnar just slaps his hands to inform David it was only a two count and David gives him a grin and shakes his head yet again. David goes to pick Dan up but Dan hit’s him with a elbow to the sternum and pushes him away to get back to his feet. Dan finally stands up and motions for David to come get him. David shakes his head in agreement.
Daniel: Both these men are fighters Max, you have to give them that.
Max: Don’t forget tall!
Daniel: Yes Max, and tall. Wait… what’s this?
A large bearded man runs through the crowd completely naked, David and Dan stop for a moment and shudder, but Gunnar Brian begins to salivate at the fat mans hanger ons.
Daniel: Well that just isn’t right, but look how happy the ref is!
Max: Are we making a cheap shot at Brian?
Daniel: Yes, but he should have finished his match instead of making up a excuse much like Mike Adams’ always does and then the great APG, has to come in and finish it when he would be rather watching the season finale’s of his television shows on NBC.
Max: Wait… what are you talking about?
Daniel: I’m sorry Max, I seem to have zoned out for a moment, and just began saying things. It doesn’t matter though, no more than three people will read this part of the show anyways because it’s not in lime green.
Max: So you suggest we keep going as nothing happened?
Daniel: Exactly. Now… looks .like both men are ready to go back at each other.
Both men begin to throw punches back and forth at each other with each man growing angrier. Suddenly Dan Murph winds his arm back far as he possibly can and unleashes the hardest punch he can but David ducks under it and delivers the Nicollback!
Daniel: This looks like it will be it!
Max: Already? What a jip.
Daniel: What do you expect?
Max: Yeah I guess, but really…
1.…
2.……
2.1.……
2.2.……..
2.3.………..
Max: Man Gunnar is really methodical with his counting.
2.4.….
2.5!!!!!!!!!!
2.6.……
2.7.……………
Max: I really did love that turtle Daniel…
Daniel: I know Max, I know….
Max: I really did.
2.8.…..
2.9.…………………………….....
………………………….
2.91
Max: Come on!!!!
3!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mina: Your winner of this match…. David Nicolls!!!!!!
Gunnar raises Nicolls hand in victory then suddenly turns and clotheslines him right into the ground. Gunnar stands over both men and exclaims something about the SYS match. But almost like WWE wrote it out comes Mike Adams, late as always and spears Gunnar right to the mat. Now it’s Mike Adams standing over all three men pointing at himself, and motioning to his waist.
Daniel: All for men are in the ring now, and Mike Adams stands over them all. The Sell Your Soul match at Redemption should be something else Max.
Max: It sure should, but it looks like we have to go to commercial or a promo or something….
Daniel: Well.. let’s do that.
Forsaken sits in a backstage area, a faint smirk on his lips as he speaks with a grand confidence.
Redemption approaches fast...a day of history, a day of high spirits and higher stakes. I personally take part in a match of quite high proportions. Six men enter, two with their own title. But by match's end, only one man will stand, just as only one title will remain. We have a lot of powerful souls in this match, quite a few men known well for proving themselves time and again.
Spaz, Blade, Brock Goodman, Sky Ryder, Ryuu, and I. We are all quite formidable fighters, each with our own achievements and our own styles. Yet that is not all that brings us together. It seems we all have history with at least one person involved in this match. All of us, whether our connection is direct or indirect, are linked by deep-rooted rivalries and hatreds. We must be careful...it seems our histories...
Forsaken leans in close to the camera, his voice dropping to a murmur.
...have come back to haunt us.
Singles Match
Jamie Parker vs. 2
Papa Roach's "Walking through barbed wire" plays and 2 walks out onto the stage slowly. 2 looks up into the crowd and walks slowly down to the ramp with his hands balled into fists at his sides. He goes up the steps and between the top two ropes before climbing up to the second turnbuckle, grabbing onto the top rope and slouching over he just glares into the crowd around and then does so again on the turnbuckle across.
Mina: And our first competitor in this match, weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety pounds, he is the King of Agony.. 2!
Max: I love 2, he is just a great American. Look, he smokes, and I’m pretty sure that he would enjoy a healthy cheeseburger.
Daniel: When are cheeseburgers healthy?
Max: YOU ARE NOT AMERICAN!
"The Prisoner" by Iron Maiden kicks in from the beginning. As the intro ends and the music kicks in, Jamie comes out from behind the curtains in his soccer kit, carrying a ball. He kicks the ball into the crowd, but his aim is off and he drills a ten year old in the face, knocking him unconscious. Parker looks frightened at first but then shrugs it off and walks down the ramp. He climbs the steps and stands on the outside as he takes his top and gloves off before throwing them into/at the crowd.
Daniel: Any insights into Parker?
Max: HE’S NOT AMERICAN EITHER!
Daniel: We know that, he's from England!
Max: I knew that.
Parker gets into the ring and stares 2 down. 2 returns the favor and stares at Parker. 2 has enough of it and bum rushes Parker. Parker sidesteps and 2 bounds off the ropes. 2 comes back at Parker, which is responded to by a clothesline. 2 hits the mat and Parker walks over and stomps on 2 a couple of times before bringing him to his feet. Parker grabs 2 in a headlock and hits a quick spinning neck breaker on 2. 2 crumples on the mat and Parker makes a quick cover.
Daniel: Jamie Parker going for the finish here.
Max: KICK OUT 2!
1…
2…kick out by 2. Parker looks unimpressed and lays a kick into the ribcage of the rising 2. 2 hits the mat very hard and Parker walks over to him. Parker goes to lift 2 up but is met with a punch to the abdomen. Park doubles over and 2 springs up and nails a jawbreaker on the fan favorite. Parker hits hard as 2 hovers, awaiting Parker to get up, 2 readies himself to lock in the 2TAPORNOT2! Parker blocks the tie-up and whips 2 off the ropes.
Daniel: Good hard fought match so far.
Max: What the hell match are you watching?
Daniel: This match between 2 and Jamie Parker.
Max: This has been all Parker. 2 has gotten in one move! Terrible match. Nothing's going right.
Parker goes for a cheap dropkick off of the rebound, but 2 hangs onto the ropes and Parker hits the mat hard. 2 takes the initiative and grabs Parker’s legs and flips over, in a pinning predicament.
1…
2… Parker kicks out. Parker looks furious and gets up, ready to grab 2. 2 evades his grasp and throws a shot into Parker’s midsection again. Parker doubles over and 2 grabs his head. 2 goes for a knee lift that connects with Parker’s jaw. Parker flips back, holding his jaw, and 2 slinks over. Parker tries to get up, but is met with a kick to the midsection. 2 grabs Parker’s head and rolls him into a Reverse DDT position. 2 goes for the 2DIE4. Parker reverses it and flips over 2’s shoulder and drops 2 down in a reverse DDT. Parker rolls over for the cover.
1…
2… kick out by 2.
Daniel: Man, I thought sure that Reverse DDT was the finish
Max: Shut up… I hate you.
Daniel: What the fu..?
Max: Oh, sorry Daniel, I was talking to my burrito.
Parker is still in shock. 2 gets up and Parker is still shocked, on his knees. 2 comes up and goes for a big Low Ki kick, Parker ducks it though, and 2 spins right over Parker. Parker gets up and locks in a full nelson on 2. 2 flails like a madman, but after a while, the flailing slows. 2 is about out on his feet before he grabs Parker’s head and drops down in a jawbreaker. Parker once again grabs for his jaw and rolls around, 2 just gasps for a little breath. Parker is the first to start getting up. Parker gets to his feet and walks over to 2. 2 springs up and Parker goes for a toe kick, 2 catches the foot and Parker nails a big time enziguri. 2 delays before falling forward. Parker smiles and points to his head. He walks over to 2 and grabs 2’s legs. Parker locks in a Figure Four. 2 screams out and reaches for the ropes, but they are just out of reach.
Daniel: You know, I’m starting to think this match will never end.
Max: ::munching:: What?
Daniel: I thought you hated that burrito?
Max: I know, I threw it in the crowd and this hot chick gave me a cheeseburger.
Daniel: You are a very trusting person Max.
Max: I know right?
2 starts to flip Parker over, and fails. Parker smiles and laughs as 2 starts to fade again. 2 lays down on the mat.
1…
2… 2 springs his shoulder up. 2 finally gets the strength to flip Parker over and Parker screams. Parker releases the pressure and the hold. 2 gets up and Parker has a tougher time, but he finally gets up. 2 lays a punch into Parker’s face, and Parker returns the favor. They go back and forth until Parker finally stumbles. 2 grabs Parker and whips him off the ropes. 2 ducks his head and Parker catches him under his legs. Parker nails his version of the Destroyer called the SUBSTITUTION! 2 crumples on the mat.
Daniel: It’s over!
Max: NO NO NO! This cheeseburger has pickles on it.
Parker covers.
1…
2…
3!
Mina: And your winner.. Jamie.. Parker!
Max: How could she? PICKLES? Oh, jesus, I'm going to be sick, it's..
Daniel: You were backing 2! How could you not be disappoin.. oh, god, he really is.. Commercial! NOW!
The cameras cut backstage and quickly focus in towards the ground. There seems to have been some sort of an accident as there is a woman layed out on the ground and covered in various objects like a broken prop light, a trash can lid, and some trash as well. As the camera is made to focus more, it is obvious the woman is none other than Sky Ryder's wife Letty. There is a small amount of blood trickling down her forehead which seems to have been caused by some form of impact. After a moment, the camera slowly zooms out to show Jason Silver slowly approach the woman and stop in his tracks. Silver looks down at her with a slightly confused look on his face, he then looks from his left, then to his right and he speaks.
Silver : Ummm............ help?
Silver looks around again and slowly kneels down to Letty, touching her forehead softly where the blood is. Silver raises his hand looking at the blood now covering it and the cameras begin to fade out.
Redemption Preview Match
Martin Cameron Vs. Sal Karver
Back from commercial, Martin Cameron and Sal Karver are slugging it out, both men completely exhausted.
Daniel: Welcome back folks, and what a match we’ve seen thus far?
Max: You and I don’t agree with much, but my god, what a match!
Daniel: For those of you at home, both Martin Cameron and Sal Karver came out during the commercial break, and started beating each other senseless!
Max: I’ve never seen such intense action!
Daniel: These two guys have thrown everything they’ve had at each other, and both are barely able to stand.
Max: The top rope move was off the charts amazing!
Daniel: And all the action that spilled out of the ring?
Max: Clearly, match of the night here, and this with The One and JMC coming up! Just.. wow!
Both men return to their feet, wobbling as they stand. Martin Cameron takes a swing, connecting with a slow right hand.
Daniel: How much does Cameron have left in the tank?
Max: I have no idea, this match has shocked me completely!
Daniel: I've seen two more determined individuals, in all my life! No, wait.. I haven't.
Max: That spinning counter from the standing position will forever live in the highlight reel!
Karver trades an equally slow right hand, as the crowd starts chanting "This is awesome! *Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap*" Cameron staggers back towards the ropes, with Karver following close behind.
Max: Karver still has his head about him, so he hasn't lost too much blood.
Daniel: I'll simply ask again: How much more punishment can these two men take?
Max: As long as that crowd keeps chanting for it, they'll keep going!
Daniel: Another great reason to see these shows live, folks!
Cameron bounces off the ropes after being pushed by Karver, running towards the opposite ropes. Karver connects with a clothesline, taking both men down to the mat, where neither man can stand.
"This is awesome! *Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap*"
Max: The crowd loves these guys!
Daniel: They're out there for the people.
Max: With every shot, Danny! Every shot!
Daniel: That's why you have to love and respect champions. They go out and give it 110%, even if nobody is watching.
Max: If only we had a camera in time! Argh..
Karver and Cameron make it to their feet, but not before clutching onto the ropes for support. Both men are barely able to see straight, the match completely draining them. Karver lifts a knee in Cameron, then sets up for a DDT.
Daniel: Karver getting ready for a DDT perhaps?
Max: The final nail in the coffin!
Sal Karver hits a DDT, and Martin Cameron hits the mat hard. Sal Karver is motionless, out of energy. Karver finds the strength to crawl over, making the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner… Sal Karver!
The crowd starts chanting "Thank You" as Karver rolls off of Cameron.
Daniel: We have just seen the match of the night, ladies and gentlemen!
Max: Every fan in this arena just got their money’s worth. And thensome.
Daniel: A classic back and forth battle, that will live on in the history books!
Sal has barley had time to celebrate his victory when “Breath Into Me” screeches to a halt on the speakers. The young Karver looks up at the top of the ramp confused, and starts to protest. However, his protests are soon drowned out by the roar of the crowd as the familiar intro to “Blisters and Coffee” hits the speakers.
Max: what the hell is this?
Daniel: I’m not sure, but I know what I think it is.
Max: Which is?
Daniel: Let’s just wait and see if I’m right.
Max: Yeah, so you can wait and see what happens and then proclaim that’s what you thought.
The music continues to play as Sal reluctantly makes his way up the ramp and martin Cameron follows lamely in pursuit following his defeat. Both men make their way through the curtain, with “Blisters and Coffee” well advanced by now.
Daniel: Looks like it was a false alarm.
The initial crowd reaction has died down somewhat and is replaced by confused silence. Then, some 90 seconds after the song started, a hooded figure appears on the ramp.
Max: Now what? Hooded figures tend to be a bad omen in this company.
The hooded figure walks down the ramp, his head facing towards the ground and the hood pulled tight in against his face to further conceal his identity. The man climbs into the ring, and with his eyes still facing the mat, climbs to the turnbuckle and “Strikes a match.” The crowd are still unsure how to react; the pose appearing to reinforce their original reaction, but the hood doing a sufficient job of preventing confirmation. Then, the crowd goes into a frenzy as the hood is removed.
Max: What the fuck?
Daniel: It is! It is him! When the music hit, I had my suspicions, but I didn’t dare to hope. Maybe now we can all have a little hope.
Daniel: Funny, the only prediction I see coming true is my one that you would claim you were right.
The guy in the ring walks over to the ropes and collects a mic from Mina.
Guy: Wow, that feels good. In fact, it all feels good. Being backstage with the guys, coming out here to this very ring, and then that reaction was just the icing on the cake. Thank You! But now, onto the reason for me being out here. Well, as I’m sure you’re all aware, I left WPW under a bit of a cloud a while back. At The Tournament of Champions, I was stripped of my title and that allowed James Cassius to profit and become a two time world champion. So, despite Mr. Gonzalez’ statement back in January that his decisions are always final, I have returned and I have a few records I plan to set straight. Of course, all that will take time. I don’t expect to jump straight back into the title picture, and I’m perfectly happy to work my way back up. Hell, it’ll give me a chance to shake off some of this ring rust.
However, that brings me on to the reason I am out here tonight. A few weeks ago, you were all treated to a sight you are all too familiar with. A certain someone came to this very ring and bitched and moaned about how he was due this that and the other. Whined about how he was better than everyone else and deserved more. That person is none other than my former partner in the ill-fated Resistance, Jamie Parker. Now, since Mr. Gonzalez had already made contact with me about returning, and since Parker was so keen to secure a match for Redemption, Carlos made the announcement that he had already found an opponent for Parker. That opponent is none other than me.
So, I guess I’ll get my opportunity to shake off that ring rust sooner than I expected. In less than two weeks actually. So, I guess I’ll see all of you, and you Jamie Parker, at Redemption.
Daniel: Wow, one of the members of a very elite club in WPW is back, and it sure is good to see him.
Max: If you say so. Wasn’t that just typical of him though? Delay his appearance from the back to milk the crowd and then come out here and ass kiss the fans to get some reaction. I wonder how much ass kissing he had to do to get a contract in the first place.
Daniel: Forever the cynic. Anyway, regardless of Max’s negativity, you heard it correct. At Redemption, it is going to be Jamie Parker vs SCORCH!
Max: I told you hooded omens tended to be a bad omen for this company, and the return of Scorch is definitely a bad thing, in my humble opinion.
Daniel: Well, i know you as a lot of things, but humble certainly isn't one of them. We'll be right back.
2007 Redemption Main Event Rematch
The One Vs. James Moriarty Cassius
Max: Wow, we sure have had a shitty night so far, haven't we, Danny? Well, except for that Sal-Cameron match. I mean, wow.
Daniel: Max Stockton! You'll lose your job if you keep that u.. Hey, say that again?
Max: We've really had a shi.. Wait. No. What I'm really getting at is, tonight hasn't been what we probably would have expected leading into our biggest night of the year. I guess it's just that everyone knew they'd struggle to steal the show.
Daniel: Why? Because we've got a conceited off? Because we're trying to work out who's going to win the great third pissing contest?
Max: Don't know which one to hate more, huh?
Daniel: There's only so much hate I can allot to one person. They're both brimming.
Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
The lights go out and one single white light shines from the rafters, focusing on The One who is now standing on the entrance ramp. Suddenly, the full version of "The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nails hits the speakers and The One begins his walk down the aisle towards the ring. He stares straight out into the crowd with a cocky grin, one hand stretching over his stomach - he makes one half of the universal 'belt' sign, then enters the ring and does The God.. Like.. Pose on the first turnbuckle, looking out to the crowd with confidence. Spinning, he then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side with the same cocky swagger, and looks towards the sky.
Max: A lot of concern here by The One, one's gotta say, especially seeing as he's actually got better odds than JMC this week. He's the only guy I've ever seen actually go above Cassius on the bookies before!
Daniel: But isn't that just because WPWStore.com's got a glitch which puts all of One's odds down as one to one?
Max: Well, yeah, kinda. But still, one to one beats.. nine to eight!
Daniel: You don't care about this match either, do you?
Max: Well, I mean, I like to at least get some money back. I mean, Cassius is going to win, but One cheats pretty good, and.. well, yeah.
Daniel: You can say that again. But.. All of you fans at home, don't get the wrong idea. This match is probably going to be epic. James Cassius has never beaten The One here in WPW.. And the list of people who have an unavenged win to James Cassius in WPW is.. well, two long. And the only other man? One's former protege, Scorch! But.. it's just like JMC said a few days ago.. A lot of things have changed!
Max: You still hate One that much, huh? Lesser of two evils?
Daniel: Not lesser of two evils, but I do hate The One a little more. Maybe.. a tenth.
Mina: Standing in the ring with me at this time.. Standing at six feet, two inches all, and hailing from Saint Paul, Minnesota.. He is a former WPW Champion.. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty four pounds.. He is.. The One!
"Apocalypse Please" begins to boom throughout the arena. The heavy chords of the grand piano in the song strike hard through the floor, bass shaking the arena with every beat. As the drums lead to a peak, out comes James Moriarty Cassius. He reaches out into thin air as he stands in the entrance way and holds his arms out to his sides slightly, a noncommital jeer of self-satisfaction upon his own smug face, title firmly strapped to his right shoulder. Cassius then spins on the Spot and moves forwards, down towards the ring. Cassius makes his way to the steps and onto the apron. He then ducks into the ring, under the ropes and spins on the spot, his arms outstretched once more with his World title in one hand. This spin almost costs Cassius, as One comes in with an attempted dropkick straight to the title belt - but Cassius manages to dive to the side, the title belt falling to the wayside. Instead of coming to blows, though, The One quickly gets to his feet, getting into Cassius' face as JMC does the same, referee Chris Kay trying to seperate the two.
Max: It's ON!
Daniel: Why don't I care? This is supposed to be such a huge match for WPW, so.. Why don't I care?
Max: You hate them both?
Daniel: I hate to say this.. but you might be on to something.
Mina: And now in the ring.. Weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety six pounds.. From Bad Segeberg, Germany.. He is YOUR WPW Champion.. He is the Prince of Cats.. He is.. James.. Moriarty.. CASSIUS!
As soon as the name is called out, One reaches out for Cassius' arm, grabbing it in an arm wrench, then sends a kick straight to JMC's momentarily prone side. As Cassius seems momentarily winded, One twists the arm wrench in once more - Cassius sent flipping over, and Chris Kay has no real alternative but to ring the bell.
Ding!
Ding!
Cassius doesn't stay on his back for long, headstanding through and rolling backwards, tumbling through and sending a left-armed arm drag straight towards One. This catches One unawares, who tumbles through as JMC hooks in a low arm bar - but One is quick to his feet, wincing as he pulls his opponent's hair back with his free arm, only to have the armbar cinched in tighter - and then, swirling his body around, grabs JMC's arm in a top wrist lock. Cassius is quick to grab the nearby ropes - but this is only to roll his body through, flipping out of the hold. He flips backwards again - though this is just to maneuver his body into a standing, rope-assisted head scissors. He holds it in for the full count of four, then attempts to roll through into a hurricanrana - but One grabs his opponent's thighs, pushing them up and forcing him to his feet.. only to quickly drop toe hold Cassius down to the mat, then roll over his body in a side headlock! Cassius, not wanting to give a single inch to the larger man, quilkly uses every litle bit of leverage that he has in him to push him to his feet - then pushes him to the ropes. One bounces off and then easily doubles Cassius back down to his feet with a hard shoulder tackle - waiting for his opponent to get up before bouncing off of the opposite rope and hitting yet another massive tackle, sending Cassius to his back once more! Cassius looks ready to stand, and as One turns around for another run of the ropes, Cassius ducks under, slapping the mat on the way down - and as One comes back, he gets leapfrogged over, looking a little bewildered as he again slams against the ropes.. only to come flying into a massive leg lariat from the WPW champion, sending One bouncing off of the mat! Cassius gets straight back to his feet, pushing his foot down against One's throat - but he only manages to do this for half a moment, as One twirls his body through, sending JMC down to the mat and hooking in a half boston crab, clenching it in tight!
Daniel: You can just tell that neither man wants to make a small mistake early on. I mean.. When was the last time we saw an arm wringer in a WPW ring?
Max: Probably the last time these two got together?
Daniel: Well, I mean, it's possi.. wait, no. I think it happened eight weeks ago. But it was one of those rookies Carlos keeps hiring to make us seem multi-cultural.
Max: Si, señor.
Daniel: You're not saying too much today, are you?
Max: Why would I? It's good wrestling, and all, but I've got no money on it. Might as well just lounge back. The chilli dogs were going off, so I got 'em half price. Though I do have a sidebet with one of the ring crew that Cassius won't lose a singles match until July, so that'd be good. Y'hear? Don't lose, guy!
Much to the crowd's delight, Cassius seems completely unable to escape for a few moments - he's stuck trying to drag his body forward into the ring ropes, his free leg just shy of reaching freedom. Chris Kay gets into his face, asking him if he's ready to submit - and in a terrible display of rulebreaking, Cassius reaches out for Kay's shirt, forcing him shoulder-first into The One's back. The One seems to take this as a sign to break the hold, and looks disgusted as he does just that, getting into Kay's face instantaneously - Kay backing off, clearly not sure what to do in this situation, only able to push One away, shaking his head, attempting to tell him that no break was necessary. One looks irate as he turns back to Cassius, holding his arms out in position for a God.. Like.. Pose! He comes down with an elbow drop.. but Cassius rolls out of the way, seemingly having been overexaggerating his pain!
Max: PLAYING POSSUM! PLAYING POSSUM!
Daniel: You probably asked him to do that, didn't you? Ugh.. Anyway. You've gotta kinda think that The One seems to be the aggressor here, even though Cassius is clearly the one with something to prove.
Max: How does Cassius have something to prove? He's WPW Champion! For the second time! If you need any proof, just look to the belt sitting a foot to my left.
Daniel: First.. that's your right. Second.. He's never beaten The One before. And even though he might not be the first in line for the belt, no matter who JMC gets through, it's a pretty fair certainty that if he holds onto that belt for long enough.. The One will end up getting another shot.
Max: Wait a minute. Naughty.. Elephants.. Squirt.. Wate.. Aww, fuck. You're right! I guess this'd explain all of those traffic violations I've been getting.
Daniel: Max Stockton; man of the world, ladies and gentlemen.
Each man takes up to a three count to get to their feet - but by the time they do, they're already beginning to throw punches at one another. The One is the first to connect a punch - but JMC seems to roll with it, coming back with a devastating Discus punch! Despite seeming a little staggered at this, though, The One quickly sends a boot to JMC's gut, pushing him into the ropes and throwing him across in a whip - but as The One comes flying up to his left in a cross body, Cassius does the same to hisown left, each man toppling over in a heap!
Daniel: Each man had the same thought there! And now, we're going to our last ad break of the night.. Cassius-One 3! Stay tuned!
As the trailer for Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull ends, The One appears to be bleeding - there's a large dent in the cheap aluminum steps outside of the ring - yet Cassius seems the more winded of the two, stuck in an abdominal stretch which The One continues slapping down upon his opponent's stomach in.
Daniel: And welcome back! This match will be running through to its finish, no matter how much overtime we end up having to put on, according to the cable company! And for the very first time, we'll be proud to show you some highlights of what happened during the break.. Well, the main thing anyway!
Max: Indiana Jones is going to KICK ASS. Wait, oh, yeah, there was a match going on.
The screen splits into two - a rudimentary "WPW Double Vision!" graphic sits overhead as a few highlights of One bashing JMC's head into the steel steps, but as he comes running down in an attempt to send a double axe handle to the back of Cassius' head, Cassius manages to drop toe hold him into the steps himself, immediately busting The One open. The screen fades back to the abdominal stretch - and Cassius seems to almost feed off of the crowd's hatred for him, loving to see him stretched, even if they hate the man causing him said pain - and pulls The One over in a hip toss, throwing the larger man over his body! Flipping the bird off to the crowd as One sits up, he quickly sends a low dropkick to the back of One's head, then lifts the momentarily stunned One to his feet - grabbing him in a front face lock and then running up the top rope, slamming his already bleeding head straight down into the middle of the mat in a devastating "Pound of Flesh" Tornado DDT! He goes for the cover..
1..
2.. Kickout by The One!
One sits up, dazed - but his head shakes fervently as he mouths, "I cannot lose. I cannot lose." as a mantra to himself, much to the dismay of.. well, everyone, pretty much, save the referee. He spits the bad taste of his mouth as he tries to get to his feet and face where Cassius was when he last saw him - but Cassius is already astraddle the top rope, flying overhead in yet another crossbody attempt.. but he is caught by the already struggling One! One almost seems to be having trouble keeping to his feet - but before Cassius manages to elbow his way out of the hold, he is hoisted up to his shoulders, then dropped in the center of the ring in a power slam! JMC seems stunned, but One doesn't even bother stopping for the cover - instead lifting JMC to his feet, then stopping in the God.. Like.. Pose before a hard knee to the stomach, sending Cassius doubled over, but still on his feet. Thinking incredibly quickly for himself, One then bounces off of the ropes.. and comes flying into the WPW Champion's torso with a massive Spear straight to his gut, knocking him clear to the mat! One doesn't stop to go for the cover, yet again, though - slowly walking to the ring apron and hitting the God.. Like.. Pose once more!
Max: Ah, shit. This isn't good. He usually does that before the Un-Believer, right?
Daniel: Yeah, I.. wait, you're not supposed to.. How do you know that?
Max: Guy behind me screamed it out. He's probably the only guy in this crowd who doesn't just want to see both of these guys up and die.
Daniel: Thank god. I nearly thought you'd actually been paying attention.
Max: Only turned around to steal some kid's popcorn, Danny boy. Only turned around to steal some kid's popcorn.
Seeming perfectly willing to take his time in ascending the top rope, The One again hits his signature pose atop the top rope, seeming to believe Cassius practically knocked out - and then goes sailing through the air in a picture perfect Shooting Star Press.. which misses completely as Cassius rolls out of the ring! The One, bloodied head and all, limply connects with the mat.. but seems to just lie there, near unconscious as JMC tries to gather up his own breaths, clearly winded from the spear moments earlier. As he tries to use the ring apron to climb to his feet, "Walking Through Barbed Wire" by Papa Roach begins to play, a still dressed for competition 2 slowly walking down the entrance ramp. He stares down to the ring, stopping half way down the ramp as he stares to Cassius, who looks stunned to see his compatriot in arms walking down. Nonetheless, he slowly climbs into the ring - at the referee's count of eight - and as The One slowly makes his way to his feet, snarling bloody murder, he walks over to the far turnbuckle, and instantly begins tearing off the pad, much to Chris Kay's chagrin, hunched over his body even as he tears the pad asunder, rending it to little more than a mess of foam and leather sitting limply around a thick metal peg. As he attempts to find Cassius - instead, he sees 2, and begins staring out to him with a definite mania coming from his blood-stained eyes.
Max: What the fuck is happening?
Daniel: Maybe 2 is coming out to help out his former charge? Increase his chances at Redemption?
Max: Not likely. This is The Royalty we're talking about. They're the tightest knit group in the history of.. uh.. knitting.
Daniel: Crocheting?
Max: Sure, let's go with that.
As One continues to stare at 2 with accusing eyes, he doesn't seem too aware of Cassius sneaking up behind him - the first alert that he gets is the stiff right hand to the back of his head, visibly stunning the larger man. He stumbles back for a moment or two - giving Cassius all the time he needs to slip his body in position for his finish, the wristlock inverted double underhook neckbreaker only known as the Soliloquy, One's head limply rebounding off of the mat! Cassius goes for the pin, hooking his opponent's leg in a pin as 2 begins to make his way down to the ring..
1..
2..
3!
Daniel: Oh my GOD! The One's streak ends! All it took was the momentary distraction! The One has been beaten! James Moriarty Cassius finally beats The One in WPW singles competition! Hey, wait, 2 is coming into the ring, and he looks awfully mad..
Max: No, not mad. Happy. See? It's a smile. Turned.. y'know.. upside.. down..
Ding!
Ding!
Mina: And your winner.. James.. Moriarty.. Cassius!
Not even stopping to have his arm raised by Chris Kay, JMC immediately backs into the center of the ring - he's not taking a 'fighting' stance, but he's definitely taking hostility to the man who walks towards him, ducking underneath the ropes. As 2 walks into him, he pushes his chest directly into Cassius', as they have a stareoff, which the crowd finally seems to be revitalising to. They continue pushing at each other, not willing to budge, neither man at their fullest - but neither man willing to back up an inch. As 2 finally clenches one fist up and raises it to the point between each man's eyes - Cassius does the same on the opposite side, their heads pushing hard at one another, almost looking ready to explode, before.. each of them breaks out into smiles, each man's fists unclenching as they hug one another, suddenly all smiles as they start bantering with one another, clear friends as Kay hands back Cassius his belt!
Max: I TOLD YOU!
Daniel: Jesus! Royalty remain strong! The Royalty remain strong going into Redemption, even though they face one another, one on one! I.. shit, we're out of time! Daniel Justice, Max Stockton.. Two weeks away from Redemption! This is our final broadcast until the pay per view, so.. Be there, or.. Just be there! Really! Don't be stupid, and miss what may be our biggest show yet!
Assimilation Tag Match: CTRanks
Dan Murph v David Nicolls: Gunnar Brian (then APostingGod™)
Jamie Parker v 2: Spaz
Sal Karver v Martin Cameron: HBK619
James Moriarty Cassius v The One: Aperama