JOEY STYLES: “We are back here on Madness and what a night it has been thus far! We're not even done yet! Up next, Maniacs, is the Gauntlet match that will determine the number one contender to Mr. Supernova's Television title!”
| ”The Shaman – Ebenezer Goode plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “Chris Macbeth! The apprentice to the XWF's Nightmare! He hasn't been seen much as of late but he's here in London tonight as the very first entrant in the gauntlet!”
| ”More Human Than Human” by Rob Zombie plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “Here he comes, Maniacs! The brand new King of the XWF! Theo Pryce!”
#1 Contender to Television Title
Chris Macbeth
Theo Pryce
Waldo
Sarah Parsons
Alexander Cruchev
Militem Dominum
Jenna Silver
Plus a Mystery Entrant – Who? And Where?
Gauntlet Match
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JOEY STYLES: “Pryce and Macbeth are set to start things off, and there's the bell!”
Chris Macbeth
- vs -
Theo Pryce
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The bell rings and Macbeth goes right after Theo who stands in the corner. Pryce gives us all the classic heel tactic of ducking out of the ropes, causing the referee to impede on Chris Macbeth's advance towards Pryce. Macbeth backs off for the moment and Pryce ducks back inside the ropes.
Macbeth tries to urge Pryce to come at him, instead the two begin to circle each other. They come together in the center of the ring and looks like they are about to lock horns. Theo ducks under that, too. Pryce rolls through on to the mat and rolls outside the ring. Pryce looks on at the crowd that is up in arms over his tactics. Theo can't help but smile a little.
Inside the ring, Macbeth is trying to go after him on the outside, but is being stopped by the referee. Outside the ring, Pryce is being heckled by a fat guy wearing a Peter Gilmour shirt and eating chicken parm. Pryce says some things that are inaudible to the cameras looking on.
Macbeth finally shoves the referee out of his way and slides himself out of the ring. Pryce takes notice of this and immediately rolls back in. Macbeth, getting frustrated in the early going, rolls back into the ring where Theo lays in a few stomps on his opponent. The stomps grow in intensity with each passing stomp.
The referee forcefully pulls Theo off of Macbeth. Chris begins to get to his feet and Theo goes right back to work. He whips Macbeth toward the ropes, but its reversed. Theo is sent off the ropes instead. On the rebound, Macbeth goes for a clothesline, which Theo wisely ducks. Macbeth turns quickly to face Theo and gets an open handed bitch slap for his troubles. TROUBLE!
Macbeth spins and staggers away from Pryce with his back to him. Pryce takes advantage of the situation and tries to go for the quick win by rolling Macbeth up with a schoolboy.
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Macbeth kicks out.
JOEY STYLES: “Pryce nearly stole it right there! Of course, even if he did, he'd have another opponent in just moments.”
Pryce gets back to his feet and lets Macbeth use his own power to get back to his. Once he's to his feet, Pryce goes right after him and tosses him toward the ropes. Off the rebound, Theo catches Macbeth in a sleeper hold. Macbeth, wise to his adversary, quickly ducks his body behind Theo and reverses the sleeper hold into a side suplex, sending the King of the XWF down hard.
Macbeth quickly goes for the cover here.
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Pryce kicks out.
Macbeth, back to his feet, but a little slow. He helps Theo to his feet and immediately kicks him in the ribs, doubling over the King. Macbeth then lifts him in position and then plants him head first into the mat with a piledriver.
Macbeth, now feeling the rush of adrenaline, goes to the apron then climbs to the top rope. He waits as Theo Pryce is slow to get up after that crisp piledriver. Theo is up, but not erect (HAHAHAHAHAHA.) Macbeth leaps off the top rope and drives the Pryce down with a vicious looking bulldog which he calls the Face-Jacker! Macbeth hooks the leg.
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Pryce kicks out!
Macbeth, now back to his feet quickly. He stands in wait for Theo to make it back to his feet. Pryce does so with his back to Macbeth. Theo begins to turn around, but slowly. Macbeth charges in. Theo faces Macbeth and sees him charging. Macbeth leaps into the air for his Code Breaker finisher that he calls the Pic!
JOEY STYLES: “The Pic! NO!!!! Theo blocked it at the last second!”
Theo grapevines Macbeths legs.
JOEY STYLES: “There's a struggle here! I think Theo Pryce is going for the Pryce is Ryght!”
The two struggle against each other until finally, Macbeth is able to use his leg strength to kick Theo to the mat. Theo and Macbeth are up simultaneously. Macbeth charges right back after Pryce.
JOEY STYLES: “MONEY TALKS!”
Out of nowhere, Theo Pryce hits the RKO-like move on Chris Macbeth and hooks the leg.
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3!
Fall Madness Finalist Stamina Update
#10 LJ Havok
#2 Mr. Supernova |
JOEY STYLES: “The Pryce survives! Chris Macbeth is out of here!”
| ”Where's Waldo Theme” plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “And now, here comes Waldo!”
The bell rings as soon as Waldo enters the ring. Pryce charges after Waldo with a lariat. Waldo ducks under the attempt and grabs a hold of Theo's arm. Waldo twists Theo's arm, then delivers a short-arm clothesline of his own, sending him to the mat.
Waldo doesn't stop there though, and maintains a grip on Theo's arm. He reaches down and lifts him back to his feet. Once he's up, Waldo again delivers a twist of the arm and another short-arm clothesline. Waldo goes for the win.
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Theo kicks out.
Waldo gets back to his feet quickly and lifts Theo back to his. Waldo then tosses Theo hard into the corner. Waldo charges in, but Theo gets both feet up and Waldo runs face first right into them. Waldo staggers backward and Theo charges toward him and delivers a dropkick to the face sending him down to the mat.
Theo stands, waiting for his opponent to get up.
JOEY STYLES: “Pryce could be going for it right here!”
Waldo staggers to his feet...
MONEY TALKS!
JOEY STYLES: “Waldo was ready for it!”
Waldo shoves Theo in the back when he's in the air and Pryce lands hard on his back. Theo clutches his back as he slowly gets back to his feet. Waldo rushes in and delivers a kick to the ribs and nails Theo Pryce with the I'm Here, which is his variation of the Stone Cold Stunner! Waldo is quick to hook the leg!
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PRYCE KICKS OUT!
Waldo can't believe it. He goes back to work though and lifts Theo off the mat. He tosses Pryce toward the corner, but Theo reverses and Waldo is sent in hard to the corner. Theo charges in and delivers a huge splash in the corner.
Theo steps aside and watches Waldo stagger out of the corner. Theo goes for another Irish whip toward the opposite corner of the ring but Waldo reverses it and sends Theo Pryce down to the mat in an attempt to lock in Red Stripes, his version of the Crippler Crossface. Theo rolls through it though and is free quickly. Both men get back to their feet quickly and MONEY TALKS from out of nowhere! Pryce hooks the leg.
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3!
Fall Madness Finalist Stamina Update
#10 LJ Havok
#2 Mr. Supernova |
JOEY STYLES: “Theo Pryce survives one more time here! Waldo is gone, except, I have no idea where he's going!”
| ”Rise Up” by Drowning Pool plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “Here comes Sarah Parsons!”
Theo Pryce
- vs -
Sarah Parsons
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Parsons steps through the ropes and immediately, The Pryce is in the air and delivers Money Talks! He hooks the leg.
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3!
Fall Madness Finalist Stamina Update
#10 LJ Havok
#2 Mr. Supernova |
JOEY STYLES: “Theo Pryce is proving why he is the King of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation! Macbeth, gone! Waldo, gone! Sarah Parsons, gone!”
| ”We Hate Everyone” by Type O Negative plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “Ohhhhh maaaaannnnn! The 6 foot 7 inch, 2 hundred 70 pound brute, Alexander Cruchev is next! Theo Pryce is undoubtedly going to have his hands full here!”
Theo Pryce
- vs -
Alexander Cruchev
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The bell rings and as soon as Cruchev steps through the ropes, Pryce is charging hard, trying again to accomplish what he did against Parsons. Pryce was a step too late though and eats a big boot from Cruchev, sending Pryce down, flat on his back.
Cruchev runs and leaps into the air and delivers a huge elbow drop to Pryce and goes for the cover.
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Pryce kicks out!
JOEY STYLES: “At this point, you really have to wonder just how much Theo Pryce has left. He's gone through three opponents already and Cruchev is a powerhouse who will undoubtedly punish the new King!”
Cruchev rips Theo to his feet like a rag doll. Cruchev then uses his overwhelming power to lift Pryce up into a Gorilla Press. Theo, high in the air, stares down at the mat with a worried look. Cruchev then plants Pryce on the mat with a thunderous powerslam.
Cruchev thinks about going for the win here but ultimately decides against it. Instead, he drops a log across the head of Theo Pryce and then decides on hooking the leg.
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KICK! OUT!
Pryce survives yet again and Cruchev begins to wonder what more he needs to do in order to put Theo away and advance to the next round. Cruchev lifts Theo off the mat and tosses him into the corner. Theo impacts hard and clutches his back.
Cruchev charges into the corner and delivers a devastating clothesline. Theo staggers out of the corner and drops to his knees. Cruchev uses his boot and shoves Theo to the mat. Cruchev then lifts Theo back up to his feet and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Then Cruchev drops Theo face first against the turnbuckle with Snake Eyes.
Theo staggers back and Cruchev bounces off the ropes. On the rebound, he delivers a stiff big boot to the face of Theo Pryce sending him flat on his back in the middle of the ring. Cruchev smiles then ascends to the top rope.
JOEY STYLES: “He could be going for the Gulag, here!”
Cruchev measures up Theo who still lays on the mat, motionless. Cruchev leaps...
JOEY STYLES: “MONEY TALKS! How the hell does he do that!?”
Theo nails the Cutter and falls on top of Alexander Cruchev.
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3!
Fall Madness Finalist Stamina Update
#10 LJ Havok
#2 Mr. Supernova |
JOEY STYLES: “Theo Pryce! Yet again, showing why he is the King! He just got his as handed to him on a silver platter and still, out of nowhere, he's able to hit Money Talks and come up with another elimination!”
| ”Coming Undone” by Korn plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “There is a storm brewing! Andrew fuckin' Morrison, Madness Maniacs! Here he comes and Theo Pryce is in a whole heap of trouble! Out of the frying pan and into the fire!”
Theo Pryce
- vs -
Andrew Morrison
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The bell rings and Pryce leans against the corner, totally exhausted. Morrison stares through his mask at the new King of the XWF. Theo charges out of the corner and Morrison goes for a right punch. Theo ducks under it. Morrison spins to face him and gets drilled with stiff right hands from his Highness, Theo Pryce.
Punch after punch after punch gets drilled into Morrisons face.
JOEY STYLES: “These punches are having very little effect on Morrison, here!”
Morrison grabs Pryce by the throat with both hands and tosses him hard into the corner behind him. Morrison goes to town on Pryce nailing him with hard right hands. Pryce is getting his world rocked right now until the referee finally intervenes and forces Morrison off of Pryce.
The damage having already been done, Theo Pryce sits in the corner, blood pouring from his head. The referee admonishes Morrison for his blatant disregard for the rules and Morrison doesn't give a shit. Morrison, hard charging into the corner, drives a knee into the side of Pryce's head.
JOEY STYLES: “Morrison is looking ready to go tonight, Maniacs! He's on a roll here in the early going!”
Morrison lifts Pryce to his feet and kicks him in the ribs. He puts him in a double underhook...
JOEY STYLES: “Could this be the vaunted Tartarus Piledriver!?”
Pryce is aware of what is coming though, and quickly reverses the attempted move. He thrusts himself out of harms way. Morrison gets back to his feet.
JOEY STYLES: “MONEY TALKS! It's all over for Morrison!”
Pryce hooks the leg.
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Morrison kicks out!
JOEY STYLES: “He kicked out! I can't believe Andrew Morrison just kicked out!”
Pryce is beside himself. He's up quickly and in the face of the referee. Unbeknownst to either of them, Morrison is quickly getting back to his feet. Pryce has the referee cowered into a corner. Morrison charges hard and delivers an Avalanche in the corner to both Pryce and the official and they both go down hard!
Pryce is getting back up though and slaps the referee in order to revive him. The ref awakens and is extremely slow as he attempts to get to his feet. Pryce returns his attention to Morrison when...
HELL BLAST!
JOEY STYLES: “OH MY GOD! Morrison just threw a fireball into the face of the King!”
Pryce is on the mat trying to extinguish the virtual flames that are burned into his retina's. Morrison covers Pryce as the referee slowly crawls over.
1...
JOEY STYLES: “What the hell is that!?”
2...
JOEY STYLES: “An arm! A tattooed arm has reached up from beneath the ring and is holding down Pryce's legs!”
3!
Fall Madness Finalist Stamina Update
#10 LJ Havok
#2 Mr. Supernova |
JOEY STYLES: “Andrew Morrison has done it! He has just defeated the King of the XWF! He had a little help from someone, but the question is, who!?”
| ”One More Soul to the Call” by Akire Yamaoka plays. |
JOEY STYLES: “Here comes the ever mysterious, Militem Dominum!”
Andrew Morrison
- vs -
Militem Dominum
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Theo Pryce is hanging around ringside and trying to look and see who is under the ring. Of course, he sees nothing and finally gives up. He bitches the whole way to the back as security escorts him.
Back in the ring, Dominum has started off on the offense by attacking Morrison from behind. He clubs Morrison in the back with a few hammer blows then scoops him up and slams him to the mat. Dominum attempts an elbow drop, but Morrison rolls out of the way and Dominum hits the mat hard. Morrison goes for an elbow drop of his own and this time, Militem Dominum rolls out of the way and Morrison crashes hard.
Dominum backs off for the moment and allows Morrison to climb to his feet under his own power. Dominum gives a charge as Morrison turns to face him. Morrison is taken down to the mat with a running big boot from Dominum.
Dominum is beginning to feel the rush of adrenaline as the match progresses and he lifts Morrison back to his feet. He sends The Storm back to the mat with a high vertical suplex. Dominum, now in firm control at the moment, lifts Morrison back to his feet. He lifts Morrison up and drapes him over his shoulder. Militem charges toward the center of the ring and slams Morrison down with a Powerslam completed with a hook of the leg.
JOEY STYLES: “Shades of the British Bulldog right there!”
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Morrison kicks out!
Dominum, back up quickly. He helps Morrison to his feet and tosses him hard into the corner. Dominum charges in but is caught with a big boot from Morrison. Dominum staggers backward away from the corner and Morrison charges toward him, taking him down with a huge lariat.
JOEY STYLES: “A beautiful lariat right there from Morrison!”
Morrison lifts Militem to his feet. He lifts Dominum up then drops him across his knee with a backbreaker. Andrew gets back to his feet quickly as his wishes to remain in control of this match. Morrison lifts Dominum back to his feet and whips him off the ropes. On the rebound, Morrison catches him and plants him on the mat with a huge side slam! Morrison hooks the leg.
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Kick out!
Morrison is back to his feet. He lifts Dominum to his and whips him off the ropes again. On the rebound, Morrison goes for a lariat, but Dominum hits the mat and rolls out of the way. Morrison inadvertently nails the referee with the lariat and he goes down. Dominum is back to his feet and Morrison drops him right back down with a big boot.
Morrison, the only man left standing in the ring begins to decide what he's going to do next. Instead of focusing on dishing out more punishment to Dominum, he exits the ring.
JOEY STYLES: “The referee is down! Militem Dominum is down! What the hell is Andrew Morrison doing!?”
Morrison crawls under the ring. Moments later, he re-appears on the other side and climbs back in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring. The referee behind him. Militem Dominum struggling to get to his feet in front of him.
The referee is coming to.
Dominum is nearly up to his feet.
The referee has reached his feet with the aid of the ring ropes.
Dominum turns to face Morrison...
HELL BLAST!
JOEY STYLES: “It was right in front of the referee!”
The bell rings and Morrison is beside himself. He wasn't aware that the referee had been awake and watching exactly what he just did. Morrison tries to plead his case with the official but to no avail.
Fall Madness Finalist Stamina Update
#10 LJ Havok
#2 Mr. Supernova |
JOEY STYLES: “Andrew Morrison went to the well one time too often! He got himself eliminated by disqualification! Militem Dominum is down on the mat after the fireball.. and HERE COMES JENNA SILVER! THE FINAL ENTRANT INTO THE GAUNTLET!”
Militem Dominum
- vs -
Jenna Silver
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Security has been dispatched to escort Morrison from the ring as Jenna Silver runs her hot little ass to the ring. She slides into the ring and crawls at a fast pace to hook the leg of Dominum.
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Dominum kicks out!
Meanwhile, Morrison is being escorted out of the arena when he goes on the attack on the unsuspecting security officials. Morrison takes all six of them out before calmly leaving on his own.
JOEY STYLES: “Andrew Morrison just cleaned house out there!”
Back in the ring, Silver is pissed that she didn't just win the match. Dominum has crawled his way to the corner and has himself propped up on the corner. Silver takes notices and charges in toward the corner. She leaps in the air and delivers the Bronco Buster to Dominum.
JOEY STYLES: “Jenna Silver! Shoving her snatch in Dominums face!”
After the Bronco Buster, she decides to grind her crotch into Dominums face. Dominum shoves her off of him and uses the ropes in order to aid him to his feet. Silver runs back at him after getting to her feet and grabs herself a handful of Dominums crotch.
Dominum screams out in pain. The referee tries to intervene and starts a DQ count.
JOEY STYLES: “Jenna Silver releases the hold, but she needs to be weary of the rules!”
Silver goes right back after Dominum who is still standing in the corner nursing his groin. Silver scales the turnbuckles and begins wailing away on Dominum with punches. Each time, shoving her nasty snatch in Dominums face.
Dominum has finally had enough and lifts her off the turnbuckles and slams her down with a vicious powerbomb! He rolls on top of her and hooks the leg.
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Silver kicks out!
Dominum, slow to get up, reaches down and drags Silver to her feet along with him. He delivers a gauge of the eye of Jenna Silver and is immediately being admonished by the referee. Dominum ignores the referee and lifts Jenna Silver off her feet. He plants her in the middle of the ring with a tombstone piledriver and then collapses on top of her.
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JOEY STYLES: “Watch Madness so you can see Jenna Silver and Miltem Dominum make a god damned porno! Worst 69 I've ever seen!”
2...
JOEY STYLES: “And its the worst one Militem has ever felt, because Silver just bit his dick! HAHAHAHAHA!”
Dominum rolls off of Silver clutching his groin once again. Dominum fights to get to his feet and starts bitching out the referee for not doing anything about it. Silver is slow to get up. Dominum charges after her, but Silver narrowly avoids contact and slips behind him. She rolls him up with a school boy.
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Dominum kicks out with authority and Silver flies across the ring. Both are slow to get up. Silver is up first and charges toward Dominum. Militem catches her and slams her with a quick powerslam.
JOEY STYLES: “Silver and Dominum are both down!”
Dominum is slow to get up. He briefly considers going for the win but chooses not to. Militem lifts Silver to her feet then up off of them. He plants her in the middle of the ring with Condemnation to Dis! He hooks the leg!
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3!
| WINNER: Militem Dominum – New #1 Contender to Television Title |
JOEY STYLES: “What a gauntlet! Militum Dominum emerges victorious! He will go on to face Mr. Supernova sometime in the near future!
“When we come back, the finals of the Fall Madness Series get under way!”
JOEY STYLES: “And now Ladies and Gentlemen the moment we have waited months for. The Grand Finale of the Fall Madness Series.”
| “Oomph” by Supernova plays |
JOEY STYLES: “Coming to the ring first is the # 2 Seed in the tournament, having already beat Michael McBride and Griffin MacAlister with a little assist from Griffin’s former tag team partner is the current Television Champion and Black Circle member, MR. SUPERNOVA!!”
| “The Campaign” by Affiance plays |
JOEY STYLES: “And his opponent, Paul Heyman’s Chosen One, having already dispatched Liz Hathaway and the number one overall seed in the tournament Tri Bute, Ladies and Gentlemen…LJ HAVOK!!”
Fall Madness Series Finals
Winner is #1 Contender to European Title
#10 LJ Havok
- vs -
#2 Mr. Supernova
Ladder Match
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The bell sounds and off we go. Keep in mind folks that this is a latter match with the prize being located in a brief case currently hung high above the ring.
The men circle each other for a second and then Havok makes the first move, grabbing Nova by the back of the neck and smashing an elbow into Nova’s face….1…….2…….3 straight elbows before Nova can finally push Havok off of him. With the little space that Nova created he is able to land a Dropkick to Havok sending him stumbling backwards into the ropes.
JOEY STYLES: “Great counter there by Mr. Supernova.”
Nova quickly back to his feet and before JL can gather himself Nova delivers an Eye Rake that for the moment blinds Havok long enough for Nova to put Havok down with a massive headbutt.
JOEY STYLES: “It takes a special kind of man, or in this case, spaceman to headbutt another person. But Mr. Supernova certainly is special. He’s held the TV title since April after all.”
Nova circles LJ trying to decide what to do next….circling….circling….circling….Havok gets to his feet, the two men lock eyes, Nova charges at Havok but LJ spins out of the way and delivers an elbow to the top of Nova’s eye…
JOEY STYLES: “And there we go, first blood. Nova is busted open above the eye.”
Nova is walking around trying to get his bearings, meanwhile Havok quickly runs up the nearest turnbuckle and connects….
WHISPER IN THE WIND!!!
JOEY STYLES: “Nova is down and he’s not getting up. Havok has now rolled out of the ring and is going for the ladder.”
LJ has grabbed the ladder and slid it under the ropes and into the ring. Nova is starting to stir. LJ picks up the ladder and sees Nova getting to his feet. He swings the ladder around attempting to decapitate his opponent but instead is met with by Nova’s boot to the face. LJ and the ladder both hit the mat with a giant thud. Nova walks over to the corner, slowly backs his way off and leaps….
CRASH!!!!!
JOEY STYLES: “That can’t possibly feel good. Nova just landed a frog splash on to the ladder which was already laying atop LJ Havok. Both men are now down and in pain.”
Amazingly LJ is the first man to start moving. He pushes the ladder off the top of himself and slowly rolls over. He pushes himself up, walks over to the ladder and lifts it up. Unlocks the latches on the side and places the ladder down.
JOEY STYLES: “Here we go. LJ Havok is going to be the first man to try and scale the ladder. One step…two steps…three….”
CRASH!!!!
Nova comes out of nowhere and spears Havok right off the ladder. The ladder wavers a little bit but stands remains in place. Nova back up, grabbing Havok by the neck and sends him to the corner. Nova charges…..
MISS!!!!!
Havok rolls out of the way and Nova splashes the turnbuckles hard, his already bloody head smacking off the top turnbuckle. Havok backs away a step waiting for Nova to come to him….
THUMP!!!!
THUMP!!!!
THUMP!!!!
JOEY STYLES: “No way does Nova get up from that. Havok just dropped Nova with the 3 Disciples(3 straight German Suplexes). Havok is again going to attempt to climb the ladder.”
Havok is slowly making his way up the ladder. The fans starting to really get into it. Both of these men aren’t exactly considered good guys but it seems the fans have picked their side and the begin booing as Havok ascends the ladder. Havok takes a second to soak in the boys, a second he apparently didn’t have.
JOEY STYLES: “I don’t believe it. Nova is somehow still conscious and he is now racing up the ladder. He has a hold of Havok’s leg and Havok is frantically trying to kick off but to no avail.”
Nova is a spaceman possessed. He claws further up LJ’s leg pulling with all his might, Havok is starting to lose his grip…Nova still pulling down with everything he has…Havok wraps his left arm one of the rungs of the ladder and with his free hand starts punching Nova in the face repeatedly but each blow seems to only make him stronger. Nova continues to scale the ladder at this point he is even with Havok. He grabs the back of Havok’s head and slams it into the ladder….not once but twice…
CRACK!!!
CRACK!!!
Havok grip comes undone and he falls a solid 10 feet to the ring floor. Nova takes a glance down at his opponent before making his own ascent one rung at a time.
JOEY STYLES: “Nova is almost there, he can taste the win.”
Nova reaches up to grab the case….he is only a fingertips length away….he’s almost got it….closer….closer….
JOEY STYLES: “He’s got it. Nova has got his hands on the case.”
Suddenly Nova’s grip weakens and he starts wobbling. Havok is up and he is shaking the ladder. The ladder is starting to sway a little bit but not enough. Nova is continuing to grab a hold of the case, refusing to let go. Havok looks around, trying to find something to get the ladder down.
JOEY STYLES: “He better think of something fast, Nova is trying to unfasten the case…”
Havok rushes towards the ropes, bounces off them and sprints across the ring, bouncing off another set of ropes….
CRASH!!!
JOEY STYLES: “HE DID IT!!! Havok has brought the ladder down with a suicide cross body block on the ladder. One problem though.”
Nova is bear hugging the case which is still attached to a cord coming down from the ceiling. LJ and the ladder are down. Nova is hanging a good 15 feet in the air, holding onto the case for dear life. Does he try and remove the case and come crashing down to the mat or does he keep holding on? Havok is going to have to get up there somehow.
Havok picks up the ladder and starts swinging it wildly trying to connect with Nova. Nova is able to lifts his legs up a little bit to avoid the ladder but he can’t hold that pose for too long…his legs start falling….
CRACK!!!
CRACK!!!
CRACK!!!
CRACK!!!
CRACK!!!
JOEY STYLES: “Fifth time’s a charm as Havok is finally able to swat down Nova using the ladder. I wonder if Havok played baseball growing up he sure looked like Barry Bonds out there. You know, minus the enormous head, clearly roided up frame and the obvious blackness.
Just like when he got here Nova comes crashing down to Earth the brief case still hanging from the ceiling.
The camera turns toward the audience and Sid "The Headless Horseman" Feder is seen shoving fans out of his way and climbing over chairs. He gets to the front row where a very fat fan decides to smack him, so Sid jams his thumb into the fatass' eye socket and DDTs him right into his own chair. Sid pulls the mangled chair out from under the fat man and hops the barricade with it, sliding into the ring.
-!!- CRRRRACK -!!-
-!!- SMACK -!!-
-!! CRANK -!!-
Sid just smashed Mr. Supernova and LJ Havok with that chair and now has the chair wrapped around the neck of Mr. Supernova, twisting and cranking it while keeping him on his feet still and kneeing him in the face. It's almost like being held in a headlock but by the steel framing of a chair while getting kneed in the face!
Blood squirts all over Sid's knee and leg.
SID FEDER: “Ah fuck me! This bitch is having her period on me!”
Suddenly from the crowd emerges Luca Arzegotti with an aluminum baseball bat. He starts beating the holy hell out of Nova and LJ while Sid stomps on their heads. Security forces are being escorted out by Paul Heyman. The forces rush the ring as Sid and Luca continue beating on LJ and Nova.
Sid and Luca turn their attentions to the security forces and begin taking them down one by one until they are eventually bull rushed and tackled to the mat. Moments later, the former and current European champions are escorted out of the building in handcuffs.
During the melee, Paul Heyman made his way to ringside to urge on his protege, LJ Havok.
PAUL HEYMAN: “C'mon, Lee! Get up!”
LJ Havok, using all of the strength he can muster, is to his feet. He steps toward the ladder and falls to the mat right at the feet of the ladder. LJ begins pulling himself up on the rungs. On the other side of the ladder, Mr. Supernova is doing the same thing.
Rung by rung, the two men ascend the ladder on opposite sides. They finally reach the top at right about the same time. LJ delivers a solid right hand to Nova that nearly knocks him off the ladder. LJ reaches for the briefcase.
JOEY STYLES: “Havok! Has his hands on the contract!”
Nova recovers and nails LJ in the chest, nearly causing him to fall off the ladder. Nova, now with his hands on the briefcase. LJ recovers quickly and sends another shot in Novas face. Nova saw it coming though and braced himself. The two men begin trading shots on top of the ladder.
JOEY STYLES: “These two men have gone through it all tonight! And it all comes down to a fifteen foot ladder and a contract inside the briefcase twenty feet above the ring!”
Nova hits LJ. LJ hits Nova. Nova. LJ. LJ. Nova. Both men nearly fall countless times. Finally, they stop slugging it out as LJ grips the briefcase with both hands. Nova also grips the briefcase with both hands. Heyman, looks on from the outside with nervousness evident on his balding head.
Both men struggle with the case and each other until finally the harness snaps and neither man will let go. A tug of war ensues 15 feet in the air.
JOEY STYLES: “In all the ladder matches I've witnessed, I've never seen anything like this! Something has to give!”
Just then, something did.
The ladder.
The ladder buckled under the pressure and both men crash to the mat. In the process, the breifcase ends up in a free fall with neither mans hands on it. It lands on the mat and comes to a stop just inside the ropes directly in front of Paul Heyman.
PAUL HEYMAN: “C'mon, LJ! It's over here!”
Both men are struggling to get to their feet. Neither of them physically able to do so. Heyman finally rolls his fat ass into the ring and picks up the briefcase. He holds it up and looks as if he's ready to hand it to LJ Havok as soon as he can.
LJ looks up at Heyman and notices the briefcase in Paul's hands. LJ begins willing himself toward Heyman.
SEEING STARS!
Supernova nailed the RKO on Heyman! He then grabs the briefcase and falls back to the mat. LJ Havok was just a couple inches from the briefcase.
| WINNER: Mr. Supernova – New #1 Contender to European title |
JOEY STYLES: “What a match! What a Series! What a show! The King domnated the gauntlet only for Militem Dominum to walk out victorious with the number one contendership to the Television title! LJ Havok snuck into the tournament at the very last second and made his way all the way to the finals only to lose out to Mr. Supernova who will go on to face Sid Feder for the European title!
“I'm Joey Styles, and this has been... MADNESS!”
Paul Heyman was working late like he always did. He had some paper work to do before he could leave his office. He finished up but everyone had left the arena. The wrestlers were gone, off to go to the next show, all the fans had gone home, now tucked in bed or drinking at a local pub.
Paul Heyman walked out into the parking lot where his limo was waiting. He was hundred yards away. He was on his phone, playing some sort of game. Maybe Angry Birds or Fruit Ninja.
80 Yards...
65 Yards...
What Paul-E didn't know, he was being watched as he got closer to his limo.
60 yards...
BOOOOOOOM!!!!
Paul Heyman's limo erupted into a great ball of fire, the shock wave sent the big man down to the ground hard. His ears were ringing and he was dazed. As he was laying there trying to get his sight back, two men walked up. Paul blinked a few times.
PAUL HEYMAN: "W-what the fuck happened? Who are you two?"
???: "Ouch Paul, and here I thought you were happy that I brought the crown...well the chain to Madness."
PAUL HEYMAN: "Theo? What the? Did you do this? Did you blow up my limo?"
THEO PRYCE: "No, of course not. That was my Hell Hound here, Michael McBride. You remember him, don't you Paul? You screwed him out of a title shot a few weeks back."
Michael looked down at Paul. The big guy's eyes widened.
MICHAEL McBRIDE: "Aye, that you did lad. I already took care of Brock, now you're next on the list, but there is hope for you. I'm a fair guy. So here's the deal Paul-E. I want LJ Havok. He's next on me list.
“Now here's the thing. Not only do I want LJ in a match, but a special guest ref and that ref is none other then The King of.....Darkness. Yes the man that has beaten your golden boy. Sebastian Duke is to be the ref and to make things even more fair. He can pick the match type. It's that, or I can break your fucking legs here and now and let the limey run the show for awhile."
THEO PRYCE: "I would do as he asked Paul, I mean you DO own me a favor. So what's it going to be? Broken legs or let the man have what he wants."
PAUL HEYMAN: “You got it McBride! You got Lee in a match! Duke can be your damn referee, but I guarantee you, LJ will pick the stipulation!
“And Theo, keep your damn dog on a leash!”
Madness finally fades out.
Special Thank You:
Morgan Eldred
Theo Pryce
Alexandra Callaway
Shane 
Smoke Man
Liz Hathaway
Michael McBride
Sid Feder (He makes everything 3x Better)
John Austin
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