#1 Contender Match
"The X-tremist" Bryce
- vs -
Martin O'Connor
Standard Match
(a result of "Looking For A Fight" board comments)
NOTE: Winner gets a shot at the XWF TAG TEAM TITLES with a partner of their choosing!
GUEST REF: Peter Gilmour
GUEST ENFORCER: Mister Mystery 17 31707 1

RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is a number one contender match and the winner gets a shot at the XWF tag team titles! This match will be special guest refereed by Peter Gilmour!!!!

The crowd gives a mix reaction to Gilmour who stands in the ring wearing a ref t-shirt far too tight for its own good. He gives a mock tip of his cap to the crowd.

RING ANNOUNCER: "And standing just outside the ring, he is our guest enforcer... MISTER MYSTERY!!!"

The crowd boos heavily, but Mystery just holds up the double bird.

RING ANNOUNCER: Already in the ring, coming to you from his mother's basement... The Xtremist... BRYCE!!!!

A lukewarm reaction from the crowd, mild applause at best.

Over the P.A. we hear the start of the Olympic trumpet fan fare...

RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent... from St. Paul, Minnesota... MARTIN O'CONNOR!!!!

Suddenly a giant coach bus comes around the side of the X-Tron. The cheering crowd stops, stunned, as they look on at this bus parking near the entrance ramp.

The bus says "Lex Express" down the side, but someone has spray painted over it with "XWF" and "The Olympic Warrior!" No way! It can't be!

The door of the bus opens and Martin O'Connor walks out to the cheer of the crowd and he heads toward the ring! He has commandeered the old "Lex Express" and used it as his own!

He slides into the ring and is met by Bryce who quickly starts laying the boots in as the bell rings to start this match, but O'Connor shoots up and gives Bryce a shove that sends him halfway across the ring. Bryce, on his knees now, tries to reset himself and he climbs slowly back to his feet. The two stare across the ring and come toward the center and lock up. O'Connor transitions into an armbar, but Bryce drops down to his back, and hits O'Connor under the chin with a quick dropkick.

O'Connor flops back, but gets to his feet quickly, and now it's his turn to back away as Gilmour tries to keep the peace with a rambunctious Bryce. Back we go in a lock up, Bryce transitions to a headlock, but O'Connor sends him running into the ropes and tries to clean him out with a clothesline -- nope! -- Bryce ducks! On the rebound Bryce throws a running punch into the gut of O'Connor, then he quickly comes right back and drills a knee into his forehead and O'Connor is down. He shoots back to his feet, but Bryce gets him into a side headlock, and again Martin is sending him into the ropes.

On the rebound, Bryce knocks O'Connor down with a shoulder block, then hits the opposite ropes running. Martin drops down as Bryce hops over him, off the rebound O'Connor ducks for the back-body-drop, but Bryce flies right over him and as O'Connor turns there's another dropkick taking him off his feet.

O'Connor rolls out of the ring to gather himself, but Mystery is right there, and he kicks Martin's legs out from under him! What the hell?!?

Mystery grabs O'Connor by his blonde mullet and shoves him right back into the ring while still flipping the bird to the audience who is booing him heavily.

Bryce starts in with the boots again, but Gilmour is there to play cop and he backs Bryce away allowing O'Connor to get back to his feet. Both men circle around, but Bryce is all energy and he comes running and all O'Connor has to do is side step and he sends Bryce right into the turnbuckle. As he bounces off O'Connor about takes The Xtremist' head off with a powerful clothesline from his 24'' pythons. Bryce tries to crawl to his feet, but now O'Connor is trying to extract some revenge by laying the boots to Bryce and once again Gilmour is forced to keep the peace.

O'Connor tries to shove Gilmour away, but good ol' Petey grabs O'Connor and shoves him back to give Bryce some room. Bryce gets back to his feet and is going to try and poke the bear again as he comes running fast and O'Connor is there to meet him and he launches Bryce over the top rope --

-- where he lands right into the arms of Mystery!!!

The crowd gasps as Mystery holds Bryce and... what's he doing?!?!

He DROPS Bryce right onto the barricade!! What the hell is wrong with him!!

Gilmour: Yeah! Show that bitch!

Now Gilmour is even condoning these actions?!?

Mystery tosses Bryce into the ring as O'Connor goes for the cover...

Gilmour laughs and drops down to make the count!

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...FUCK! Gilmour just kicked Martin O'Connor in the head! Martin gets up and is grabbed from behind! Mister Mystery has entered the fray! He takes Martin O'Connor down with a huge full-nelson slam!

Peter and Mystery laugh as Bryce starts to recover...

Gilmour: Go on! Pin him bub!

Bryce crawls over and covers O'Connor...

Gilmour shakes his damn fucking head...

CRACK! Gilmour kicks Bryce in the side of the head and sends him tumbling over to Mister Mystery's feet! Mystery lifts Bryce up into a chokeslam across his knee, nearly breaking Bryce in two upon impact. He dumps Bryce off of his knee as he writhes in pain next to O'Connor. Peter Gilmour picks up Martin as Mystery picks up Bryce... they take both of their heads and they SMASH them into each other! Both Bryce and Martin are busted open from their faces colliding!

Mystery whips Bryce into the far ropes and bounces off the near ropes behind him, coming back toward the returning Bryce with Lariats of Fire! (spinning high impact lariat) Bryce does a 360 in the air before crashing down!

Gilmour pulls O'Connor up into a package piledriver position and DRIVES him down with the DEATHSTRIKE!

Both competitors are laid out as the referee and enforcer for this match stand proud in the ring. Peter yells out so everyone can hear him!


Gilmour: The first dirt bag who can get to his feet wins the match and gets a shot at our belts! HAHAHA!




Since Gilmour is the ref he gets to make that call, even if it is quite ridiculous!









Several seconds go by...

















Several minutes go by...






















Finally both men start to move. Bryce holds his bloody head in pain as Martin start trying to push himself up...




































Peter and Mystery both cheer them on, clapping and yelling for them in mocking fashion!





































Bryce sits up but then when he tries to stand he slips on his own blood!



































Martin O'Connor grabs the ropes to help pull himself up... and... he's done it!!! Martin has stood to his feet!!!

Gilmour: We have our winner! Mystery, show him what he's won!

BAM!!! Secret Spear 1 177155 400!!! That insanely fast spear nearly separated Martin's upper body from his lower body!

Peter Gilmour and Mistery Mystery both laugh as they exit the ring. Gilmour makes sure to punch Bryce just as he was finally getting to his feet so he falls back down into the puddle of his own blood!

Winner: Martin O'Connor

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Luca Arzegotti
- vs -
Mr. Satellite
Standard Match

The Xtreme Wrestling Federation returns from commercial break showing Mr. Satellite already in the ring Project Pitchfork by Lament playing in the background as fans excitedly cheer in anticipation for his match.

Suddenly the light in the arena cut out leaving nothing but complete darkness. The opening chord of When We Were Soldiers by Trocadero is played throughout the arena, followed by the phrase “When we were soldiers, we fought so well….”. Behind the X-Tron Luca appears making his way towards the ring followed by his associates. They walk slowly as the fans give a mixed reaction of boos and cheers. The group makes it to the ring and Luca gets up on the apron. He steps between the ropes, and slowly paces back and forth waiting for the match to start.

The referee begins to motion for the start of the match, but is pushed by Luca Arzegotti and tumbles to the mat as he swiftly rushes past him connecting with an elbow to the face catching Mr. Satellite off guard. The two quickly begin exchanging blows until they are separated by the referee. Shaking his head and regaining his composure Mr. Satellite points at Luca Arzegotti as the referee finally motions for the match to start.

Wasting no time Mr. Satellite runs into the rope and connects with an elbow of his own returning the favor to Luca Arzegotti, who lifts his hand to his mouth to check for blood while Mr. Satellite turns towards the crowd taunting. Furious Luca Arzegotti rushes towards Mr. Satellite in an attempt to connect with a jumping DDT, but is pushed away by Mr. Satellite and thrown into the ropes. Using the ropes to his advantage Luca Arzegotti connects with a dropkick to Mr. Satellites face. The fans let out a wave of cheers astonished by the air Luca Arzegotti had gotten to perform such a kick. He quickly covers Mr. Satellite for the pin as the referee falls to the ground starting the three count.

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Mr. Satellite throws his shoulder up interrupting the pin. Furious Luca Arzegotti pushes himself off of Mr. Satellite and starts throwing wild punches to his face as Mr. Satellite shields his face from the blows. Luca Arzegotti grabs Mr. Satellite’s heads and forces him to his feet, but fighting back Mr. Satellite connects with a knee to the midsection and then without warning setups for a devastating DDT and connects. The connection of Luca Arzegotti’s head and the mat echoes throughout the arena as the crowd lets out a long “OOOOOOOOOO”

Mr. Satellite takes advantage of the devastating maneuver and bounces off the ring ropes and connects with a leg drop across Luca Arzegotti’s neck. His body begins to squirm as he grabs his neck, Mr. Satellite stands to his feet throwing his hands in the air taunting the crowd once again who showers him with cheers.

Luca Arzegotti’s lets out a horrific cough still grabbing his throat, but finds and opening as Mr. Satellite continued taunting the crowd. A clothesline from hell knocked Mr. Satellite face first on the mat. Luca Arzegotti bent down and yelled something at Mr. Satellite and then began relentlessly kicking him in the back and thighs, until finally ending the attack with an elbow drop to the back of Mr. Satellites skull.

Blood began to flow uncontrollably from Mr. Satellites head as Luca Arzegotti lifted Mr. Satellite to his feet thinking he finally had control of the match, but was surprised by the fight in him as Mr. Satellite connected with a head butt. Luca Arzegotti fell backwards stumbling down to his knees as Mr. Satellite ricocheted off the ropes and connected with a Enzuigiri kick.
Luca Arzegotti fell to the mat and Mr. Satellite went for the cover.

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Luca Arzegotti kicked his leg onto the bottom rope, stopping the count!

Mr. Satellite went to stand up, but was pushed by Luca Arzegotti causing him to fall into the referee and hitting him with an elbow to the face. The referee fell to the mat holding his head. Luca Arzegotti’s goons took advantage of the situation throwing a chair into the ring. Luca Arzegotti picked it up and lifted it over his head as Mr. Satellite rushed towards him with a running spear.

CRACK!!! Luca catches Satellite with the chair and sends him spiraling down to the canvas!









Suddenly... a voice erupts over the speakers!




























































Voice: Alright! Time's up, Mr. Arzegotti▬for I've grown tired of your deviltries.





















The man steps out from the top of the ramp, dressed in a gray suit with a matching fedora atop his head▬none other than Donathan Alphonse Francois De Sade.

De Sade: Since Luca has assistance at ringside I thought it in my associate's best interest to even up the score. Seeing that the referee is down, I've been given the green light to do just that.

He snaps his fingers as a raging beast explodes from under the X-Tron just behind Donathan▬the maniacal freak of nature known as Mister Mystery 17 31707 1.

Mystery charges down the ramp and catches Luca's first associate with a decapitating lariat and keeps running right into the next associate of Luca Arzegotti with a killer spear. Luca stands in the ring with a look of awe; he's clearly unsure of what to do at this point. Mr. Satellite is down from that wicked chair shot but he knows he can't pin him with the ref still out!

Mistery Mystery makes short work of the associates and slides into the ring...

CRACK! Luca's chair shot to the hockey mask of Mistery Mystery has no effect! Luca swings again but Mystery goes low with a double leg grapple as the chair goes flying. Mystery lifts Luca and spins him around into a huge spinebuster.

De Sade: Ah, would you look at that? Things appear to be more fair already. Go ahead and administer the shot, Mister Mystery▬let's put this dying dog out of his misery quickly.

Mystery pulls a syringe out of his pocket and removes the protective cap. He crushes the heel of his boot down into Luca's face and grinds it in before stomping again▬hard▬to make sure Luca doesn't flinch.

Mystery takes the syringe and holds it in his fist, pointing downward, and he jams it deep into Luca's shoulder! He presses the plunger to inject its contents into Luca's body and then he just starts stabbing Luca in the shoulder with it repeatedly as blood flies everywhere.

De Sade: Mistery Mystery? Please consider your task complete at this time and rejoin me atop this ramp. Let's watch the rest of this story unfold...together.

Mystery immediately stops what he's doing and tosses the syringe into the fans. He walks back up the ramp and stands beside Donathan as the two of them gaze down toward the ring.

Mr. Satellite gets back to his feet, holding his head where he was struck with that chair. He sees the ref and Luca down, and then looks toward the top of the ramp where Donathan and Mystery are standing. He let's out an "ahhh" as he quickly realizes what's happened here.

He turns his attention back to Luca who begins to tremble and sweat profusely! Luca begins to scream in pain as he gets up to his knees and hunches forward, holding his stomach in unbearable pain.

De Sade: Stand back, Mr. Satellite. Luca is about to regurgitate his own propaganda and atone for his sins here tonight.

A few seconds later we see Luca begin to vomit violently. We're talking projectile vomit straight out of the exorcist movie as Mr. Satellite's eyes widen with excitement! Satellite steps back even further, surprised at how much coverage the spray of vomit is getting in the ring. The referee is hit in the face with some vomit and it wakes him back up. The ref wipes it off and gets to his feet not knowing what has transpired as he looks on in fright and disgust.

A few seconds later Luca begins to dry heave as it would seem he's emptied himself whole. There's is nothing left to give; only one thing left to take - SEEING STARS! (the RKO)

The vomit-splash as both men land upon impact of Seeing Stars is sickening. Mr. Satellite doesn't seem to mind at this point as he rolls Luca over and onto his back for the cover...

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...THREE!!! The referee rushes out of the ring to get himself cleaned up as Donathan and Mister Mystery applaud Mr. Satellite's victory at the top of the ramp. What a disgusting turn of events!

Winner: Mr. Satellite

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MAIN EVENT
North Korean Championship
Donathan Alphonse Francois De Sade
- vs -
Danny Devia
Standard Match
GUEST REF: Tyler Decker

It takes a few minutes for the vomit to be cleaned out of the ring after what happened in the match prior, so Donathan takes his time walking down the ramp very slowly. Tyler Decker has come out and is walking alongside him since he is the special referee for this match.

De Sade and Decker make it to the bottom of the ramp and observe the final chunks of vomit being wiped up by XWF officials.

Decker: I guess Luca really couldn't stomach being in a fair and just match, eh?

De Sade: Clearly not. The young man has a lot to learn if he thought he was going to cheat his way to a victory over someone who stands beneath the shielding illumination of superior enlightenment.




Just then...



BAM! BLAST!!!

Danny Devia from behind!!!

He just leveled Donathan De Sade AND Tyler Decker! He's got a 2x4 in his hands!

Devia: Say hello to your new North Korean champ!

CRACK!

He brings the 2x4 down across Donathan's back as he continues to yell.

Devia: Did you really think I was going to walk into this obvious set up? Tyler Decker...

CRACK! A shot to Decker with the 2x4!

Devia: ...as the guest referee? HAHAHA! I don't think so! I talked to Shane and if Decker isn't fit to ref this match then we get to have a new ref appointed!

He strikes Decker again and then throws him into the barricade. Devia then grabs Donathan and rolls him into the ring as Shane steps out from the back with a mic.

: He's right, ladies and gentlemen. I told him that if...

OOF! Shane's mic flies into the air as he is pushed forward with a sudden impact from behind! Mistery Mystery with a shoulder tackle that sends Shane rolling down the ramp!

Danny Devia sees this and gets his 2x4 ready as he stands in a batter's stance with it but...

...it's taken from behind him by Unknown Soldier!

CRACK!!! Soldier breaks the 2x4 over Danny's head! He drops down to his knees as Soldier winds up and swings again... BAM! Right to the face! Devia is busted wide open which puts quite a grin on Soldier's face!

Mistery Mystery walks down the ramp and stands over Shane 's body.

He reaches down to pick him up...
























...BUT MYSTERY IS SHOVED OFF THE RAMP FROM BEHIND!!!

...but who shoved him off the ramp???





































It's Sebastian Duke!!!





Mystery crashes into some equipment off to the side of the ramp as Duke makes his way down to the ring. Decker starts to get up but Duke grabs him and begins to pummel him!




Unknown Soldier leaps wildly over the top rope with a suicide dive right into Sebastian Duke! Soldier begins to smash his fists into Duke's face while Duke can be heard yelling out...



Duke: Open it! OPEN THE CHEST!!!!



Who is he yelling to???



NAZI and JOHN MADISON! They're both coming out from the crowd right where that locked chest is that Duke brought to ringside earlier in the evening! Soldier sees this and charges at Madison but NAZI catches him with a spear!

Sebastian gets to his feet and walks toward the chest.

Madison: Where's the damn key?







Duke produces a key from inside of his glove and he opens up the chest...













OH MY GOD!!!




















IT'S FILLED!!!!!
















WITH ASMODEUS CANES!!!!!











Sebastian begins passing them out... TO THE BLACK CIRCLE MEMBERS!!!






Even Shane recovers and walks over to grab one of the Asmodeus Canes!




Sebastian has armed the entire Black Circle with these wicked, horrible, walking sticks!




CRACK! Shane nails Soldier with his cane!

CRACK!! Madison ran over to where Mister Mystery had fallen and he's cracking him in the head with a cane!!

CRACK!!! NAZI has entered the ring and is hitting Donathan in the head with a cane!!!

CRACK!!!! Sebastian saw Mr. Satellite running out of the crowd to ambush him but caught him with a cane-shot!!!!




Danny Devia slowly begins to recover and can't believe his eyes. He isn't sure what to make of this... BUT HE'S ENJOYING IT!



...until NAZI cracks him in the face with his cane!




Shane grabs a mic as the others continue beating down the members of Donathan's crew with the Asmodeus Canes.

: Well...well... isn't this a pretty picture? Did you all really think I was going to let De Sade and his band of brainwashed delinquents continue running roughshod over MY show? MY SHOW? Ladies and gentlemen tonight we've seen a perfect example of OUT with the OLD and IN with the NEW...

He motions toward Sebastian Duke as he continues...

: Tonight we saw the separation of Lexi Sheckler and The Black Circle, in addition to the separation of Lexi's head from her body! Now that left questions in the air and one of them being WHO would take her place among the supreme powers that I, Shane , command? Well there's your answer! THERE'S YOUR ANSWER!!!!

He's pointing to Sebastian Duke! He's the newest member of THE BLACK CIRCLE!

: This man has proven time and time again that NOTHING is ever going to keep him down and that's why he's going to help pave the way to a new path of dominance and destruction under my all powerful hand! No more will other rejects be able to band together and gain the upper hand simply because they are greater in number... the time has once again come for The Black Circle to reign as the most dominant group in the entire XWF! Now with that said, I believe we have a title match that still needs to get started! Guys, if you'll do me the honor of removing all the garbage from the area, that would be great. Leave Donathan and Decker here but get these other pieces of trash OUT of my sight and throw them into the trash, literally, behind the arena!

Madison, NAZI, and Sebastian Duke drag Mystery, Satellite, and Soldier out to the back and they proceed to remove them entirely from the arena per Shane's demand!

The fans aren't quite sure what to make of this turn of events. Neither of these two groups has exactly been on the fans' good side as of late but this sudden change in the landscape is getting a rather loud, mixed reaction. Some of them are loving it and others are booing heavily.

: Shut up! SHUT!! UP!! You're all just as worthless as this piece of trash that is laid out before me!

The boos begin to overtake the cheers pretty easily with that.

: Now somebody get out here and roll Decker into the ring. He's got a match to officiate! I don't care if he's been beaten down! If he can't ref this match... HE'S FIRED!

Some officials rush down and help Decker up, and they roll him gently into the ring where he starts to recover and he holds his head where he was struck multiple times.

Danny Devia starts to get up but stays in the corner as Shane finishes.

: Now what I want to see here is a good, clean, championship match! Once I make my way to the back it's up to Tyler Decker to keep control of this match!

Shane kicks Donathan in the ribs as he's still down after the assault. Shane steps over him and exits the ring, walking up the ramp and to the back as the fans mostly boo him at this point.

: What???

The boos get louder.

: SHUT UP!

...and louder still. Shane smiles as he drops the mic and exits from view.






Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen this match is going to take place as originally planned, despite the previous interruption we just saw. This match IS for the North Korean Championship! The guest official for this match will be Tyler Decker!

The fans give a mixed reaction as Decker pulls himself up in the corner and wipes some blood from his face. He shakes his head and tries to clear the cobwebs as he blinks, seeing Donathan still motionless in the middle of the ring like he's dead. Danny is still leaning back in the opposite corner simply waiting for his chance as soon as this match begins.

Announcer: ...and standing in the far corner... the challenger... DAAAANNY DEVIIIIAAAAA!!!

He raises his fist into the air, completely pumped up and ignoring the pain he's in after being struck during the melee.

Announcer: ...and lying flat on his back in the center of the ring... your North Korean Champion... DONATHAAAAAN DE SAAAAAAADE!!!

Donathan remains motionless as Decker steps forward to check on him. Without Decker even signaling anything at all, the bell is rung!!! Shane must have given an order from the back for the bell to be rung as soon as possible! THIS MATCH IS ON!

Danny Devia steps forward and goes to reach down and grab Donathan but Decker shoves him back.

Decker: He's obviously not ready! Stand back!

Devia takes a deep breath and clenches both of his fists like he wants to attack but he knows this is NOT an X-treme Rules match so he can easily be disqualified if Decker sees fit. Decker kneels down to check on Donathan again as there is still no response.

Devia: Come on I don't have all day! I've got some celebrating to do after I win this thing! If' he's dead just let me pin his ass already!

Decker ignores Devia's impatient demands as he gently slaps Donathan's cheek to try and wake him up, but to no avail...







...but then...























That's when it happens...



























The lights in the arena cut to black.






















For a few moments the entire audience sits in silence anticipating what might happen next. What in the world could POSSIBLY be next after all we've seen already?





















































The opening chords to “Dangan” blast throughout the arena...

HOLY SHIT! Many of the fans instantly know what that means as they spring out of their seats!

Can it be???

...the house lights are restored as a HUGE mixed eruption of cheers and boos deafen the building upon sight of...























































































"The Personification of Perfection"

MICHAEL JAMES






The fans can't believe their eyes!

Standing a few feet away from the ring, Michael James has a Cuban cigar gripped between his teeth and his trademark sunglasses on his face. James casually reaches inside of his jacket while moving towards the ring steps. He reveals his custom made spiked brass knuckles before sliding them onto his hand. De Sade is STILL down and out while Devia keeps his attention locked on James as he steps between the ropes.

He approaches the center of the ring and removes his sunglasses. James places them inside of his jacket while staring down at the fallen North Korean Champion who is mere inches away from his feet.

He removes the cigar from his mouth and instead of lunging towards either of the participants; Michael James smashes Tyler Decker in the face with an Osaka Spike Kick!!!

James drops to the mat and begins to pummel Decker with a collection of punches to the head. He uses the brass knuckles to bust Tyler wide open, further aggravating the spot Decker had been struck earlier, while the audience expresses their approval by tossing garbage into the ring.

Michael James quickly stands back up and responds to the audience with a collection of insults in Japanese. He holds up the bloody brass knuckles like some kind of trophy while Tyler wipes some of the blood from his eyes.

James takes a drag from his cigar and walks back to Decker. He rips open the referee shirt and keeps him grounded with a swift kick to the gut. James removes the cigar from his mouth and violently snuffs it out on Tyler’s chest. Smoke begins to appear from the burning flesh wound as Tyler quickly rolls out of the ring. James chases after Tyler by stepping between the ropes towards the arena floor. Tyler shows no concern for James due to the throbbing pain of the wound in his chest. Before James can cause any further damage on Tyler a collection of security guards arrive to separate the two men. They order Michael James to leave the ringside area while checking on the physical condition of Tyler Decker.

Danny Devia comes over to get a closer look at what's going on down at ringside as he yells down at Decker to get back in the ring even though he is smoking from his chest! Danny laughs and air-mocks the act of a cigar being put out on his own chest and makes a face like it must hurt like hell. He's loving this!

Michael James is taken to the back by security as Decker holds his chest in pain but each time he touches the wound, it stings even worse, causing Danny Devia to laugh harder at him while he invites him back into the ring.

Devia: Alright man your smoke break is over!

Some of the fans laugh.

Devia: Get back in here and get to work! You're on the clock!




... Some of the fans start to make a commotion.



Danny Devia laughs as he turns back toward the center of the ring...




ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Danny Devia is shocked to holy hell!!!!!!

Donathan sat up while Danny was yelling out to Tyler Decker and when he lifted up the sleeve of his suit jacket, he revealed THIS:




The electrocution glove sends a surge of power through Devia like he's never felt before until Donathan finally blasts Devia in the face with the hard plated forearm of the glove.

Tyler Decker, still in a lot of pain, slowly gets into the ring as Danny Devia shakes and jolts on his back at Donathan's feet. Donathan slowly removes the glove and tosses it aside, slowly backing up and keeping his eyes locked on Devia.

It takes some time but Danny Devia finally starts to get back up with the occasional jolt still throwing him off balance as he attempts to rise to his feet. He finally manages to stand as...

SCOURGED ENLIGHTENING!
(double under-hook 360° horizontal face crusher &feature=player_embedded#t=6s )


Donathan immediately covers Danny Devia and hooks the leg as Tyler Decker carefully kneels to make the count even through the pain he's still in...

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...THREE!!!

Donathan lets out a sigh of relief after finding a way to still come out victorious even after everything that had unfolded before this match. He gets to his feet and checks on Tyler Decker's wound as the two of them quickly make their way to the back before any other unwanted surprises can take place.

Winner: Donathan De Sade

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Several minutes have passed and Danny Devia is still in the ring. He's starting to stand but the occasional jolt of energy still surges through him after that massive shock he received. Suddenly, Mr. Natural runs out to the ring! Mr. Natural grabs a mic and begins to speak...

Natural: Danny! Danny! I just received some news! I know it's gonna be hard to believe, trust me I can hardly believe it myself, but it's true.

Danny: Hurry up and quit wasting my time! Can't you see I just got electrocuted here?

Natural: Ok! So I was talking to my mother on the phone a few minutes ago, and she told me that you...

The crowd are murmuring suspense....

Danny: That I'm... what?

Natural: Danny she told me that you are... my brother!

The crowd collectively gasp in awe and shock. Danny looks at Mr. Natural in disbelief!

Natural: She also told me to tell you this...

Natural then slaps the hell out of Danny! What the hell is going on?

Natural: That's for running away from home having us worried sick for all that time ya little fuck bitch. Love you little bro! Naturally yours as always!

Mr. Natural leaves the ring as Danny holds his cheek and looks shocked... but at least this time it wasn't by actual electricity!

He eventually heads up the ramp to the back as the fans are still in a lot of commotion after everything they've witnessed here tonight... but it's not over yet!

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The lights go down in the arena as the fans wonder just what's in store for them next. Suddenly music blares from the speakers.




One Wild Night by Bon Jovi plays loudly yet the arena is still bathed in complete blackness. This has to be the moment we all were waiting for, this has to be the moment we all are introduced to Shove It Saturdays new Co-GM! The crowd is anticipating this and excited murmurs radiate through the crowd. The lights suddenly go up and we see this man.



The man smiles before raising a mic up to his mouth. Is that the new GM? Who is that man?

Man: Hello XWF! Hello Shove It, audience! Greeting to all you wonderful employees back there and naturally a huge salutations to my partner in all this, Mr. Shane !! My name is Arkin Octavian Blackwater and I am the new Co-GM of Shove It Saturdays!

It's him! The new Co-GM is here! The fans give a pop of excitement and cheer for the new GM.

Blackwater: Ladies and Gentlemen I have to say it is a real honor to be standing here and be gifted with the opportunity I have here on Shove It Saturdays. I have arrived and my presence is to ensure everyone gets a shot at fairness. I am here to improve the quality of this show and to enhance the viewing pleasure for all of you as well as help make sure all those wrestlers in the back get a fair treatment. The time of fear, oppression and tyranny is over! The bullying here from Shane will stop! I promise to be that voice of reason that this show was desperately begging for!

The fans cheer with enthusiasm from those words. FINALLY! A man to bring the voice of reason and sanity to Shove It Saturdays!

Blackwater: Even though I will be calling things fairly that doesn't mean the quality on this show will go down. I promise you I will embrace the aspect and wildness of this show as I attempt to keep you all entertained. It just won't be done in a lawless, free for all style. I intend to bring order to the chaos. I mean, we're not all slobbering heathens running around like we don't have our senses after all!

Arkin Octavian Blackwater pauses a moment.

Blackwater: Well...not all of us anyway. So let's look forward from this moment and embrace a new era for Shove It Saturdays. A era embracing fairness and reason while still dishing out all the wild, non-stop action you all come here to see! I am your new Co-GM and I am here for all of you!

Suddenly Shane is seen briskly walking from the back with a mic in his hand. He raises the mic as he stares directly at the new Co-GM, Arkin Octavian Blackwater.

: Welcome to Shove It Saturday Night, Arkin! I'm glad you finally came out of the shadows and decided to introduce yourself like a real man does... No more mystery bullshit. We've got enough of that going around!

Arkin Octavian Blackwater laughs a bit and shakes his head at Shane's words.

Blackwater: Yes...well I said I was...

: I know what you said! It's still a damn dirty shame you had to be shrouded in mystery before you arrived. I couldn't even welcome you properly... Couldn't send you a gift basket! Couldn't meet you face to face and discuss where we're going show wise. Obviously the Administrator Network likes to keep me on my toes and they're the ones who made sure things went down in a way that would keep me guessing after they hired you.

Many of the fans doubt that Shane wanted to "welcome" him properly. We all know how Shane works and he can't like having a man coming in claiming to be the "voice of reason!"

: You're here now though so that's what's important, right? You've come to bring the voice of reason to my show? I give you 2 weeks before you're begging to Co-GM on Mondays! Until then though....I've decided to come out here and remind you of something.

The fans give a mixed reaction as all seem confused as to what Shane is going to remind us all of.

: Remember how you said Cyren had to win his match or he'd have no contract? Well consider this my official act of letting everyone know who has FINAL say... Cyren still has his contract!

A round of boos erupts from the fans! Cyren's getting ANOTHER chance???

: BUT until he wins THREE matches in a row, he will ONLY be booked in opening matches against newcomers and people who are in a slump! With that said, I am TRIPLE booking him next week... he is going to face John Black in the opening match and then he is going to face Shane Mack immediately following that... followed by a third match against THE CRIMSON DONG! If Cyren can win ALL THREE of those matches, he will once again earn the right to move up the ladder in the XWF!

The crowd sits in stunned silence from what they heard. The can't believe what Shane just said!

: In other words, ladies and gents... and forgive me for using a BAD word here... Cyren has become the XWF's official J.O.B.B.E.R.!!!

The crowd gives off with a mixed reaction to Shane's call. There are fans of Cyrens here tonight as well as people who think Cyren is a total waste of space and they all scream their thoughts out in unified response.

Blackwater: Excuse me for interjecting here but I just feel I need to place my opinion on this subject. I know in the grand scheme of things, Shane, you have the FINAL say. Still I am the voice of reason and I feel I should state what I think is right concerning this matter.

Shane rolls his eyes and sighs over exaggeratedly.

: Oh boy, here it comes! Make it quick! Some of us don't want to waste all day on hearing your long winded opinions.

Blackwater: You are too kind for that Shane but I was simply going to say that on that matter concerning Cyren, I AGREE! I think you made the right call and I fully support your plan! He'll be a fantastic, ehem... jobber for the XWF.

: That word gets bleeped out for those watching at home... you've got to SPELL it out like I did. Go ahead... give it a try.

Blackwater: Oh, well then, Cyren will make a fantastic J.O.B.B.E.R. for the XWF!

: There ya go! Fantastic!

Arkin Octavian Blackwater climbs from the ring and walks over to Shane who is still standing outside of the ring. Arkin Octavian Blackwater extends his hand out to Shane as he says...

Blackwater: Anyway... as I was saying, that is one of the most sane and rational calls I've heard you produce yet. I look forward to our long partnership on Shove It Saturdays!

Shane accepts Arkin Octavian Blackwater's handshake.

: And I look forward to you remembering that I, along with my more powerful than ever Black Circle, are in complete control. I think you'll do JUST fine here...

Both men keep their eyes locked as the handshake continues for another few seconds of awkward silence.

Partners in management here on Shove It Saturday Night... getting along... for now. How long will this last?