Miami, Florida
The show gets under way to a limitless amount of pyro and fireworks.
The fans are cheering and screaming until....
Begins to play out of the speakers and the opening of the show comes to a halt.
The fans immediately roar and boo.
Archie Lawson emerges from out of the curtain, he smugly looks upon the crowd. He holds his hands wide apart signalling for the Americans to join in with his theme song but they just continue to boo and a “USA” chant breaks out.
Lawson bows before slowly strutting down the ramp and climbing into the ring, he is handed a microphone. He slowly walks around the ring for a moment as he waits for “Britannia Rules The Waves” to come to an end.
“Ladies and Gentlemen I know how much you have missed me, well I have some good news for all of you....
I'm BACK.
This time, I'm back for good. You see, with the big Pay Per View coming up, Eli James felt it was important that there was a representative of the Congregation working on Warfare and the best news that is that even if by some fluke The Company and The Administrator network does steal an impossible win, my contract is iron clad... and it's not even one of those fake Peter Gilmour like iron clad contracts.
So, whilst I will not be running Warfare alone, Miranda Tigris and Giovanni Ferrarri have got some help in yours truly.
Whilst Eli James is the man who hired me, I want to make it clear that I show no favourtism. The only favourtism I do show is in strength. Strength is what matters in proving yourself on Wednesday Night Warfare. Now,, get hyped up for our first match!”
Archie shakes his head at the crowd and then drops the microphone.
Alexandra Callaway
- vs -
Kristy Jackson
- vs -
Calamity Trigger
Xtreme Rules, One Fall[/stip |
Kristy Jackson is already in the ring as the cameras come to the ringside area, and the fans are ready for this opening match to get underway!
The lights fade out as a crack of lighting hits the start of the ramp and smoke raises to Nymphetamine by Cradle of Filth. Calamity begins to walk down the ramp to the ring in a black long coat hooded. Once she slides into the ring she removes the hood and coat with a sinister smile.
"SOS (Anything but love)" By Apocalyptica w/Cristina Scabbia, begins to play, as the light's in the arena dim down. She poses as the song's speed begins to pick up and the ring announcer steps into the ring. Lifting the microphone to her lips, she begins to speak.
"Please Welcome from Dallas, Texas, The Queen of Hardcore, Alexandra Callaway."
Alexandra makes her way down the ramp, she stops at the bottom of the ramp and walks to the steps. Some cheer for her, some boo her, but she just shrugs them off and continues on her way to the ring.
She slips into the ring, under the bottom rope, and climbs up onto the turnbuckle. She smirks evilly, and then poses, her arms up and in the rock on symbol.
The bell rings, and the match is underway!
Jackson starts the match off hot, rushing in with a dropkick to Callaway's knee, taking her off her feet. Calamity however, unimpressed with the display walks over to where Jackson's getting to her feet and kicks her right in the shin, dropping her down to her knees now! Snap DDT! Now Calamity's the only woman standing! She goes for the quick cover on Jackson but before the ref can even get into position, Callaway leaps forward off the mat atop the pin in progress and breaks it up. She rolls off the pile and gets back to her feet, followed by Calamity and Jackson, in that order. Jackson and Callaway make passing eye contact before nodding, and going for a double team on Calamity. Callaway knees Calamity in the stomach, doubling her over and the pair set her up...
Double Suplex! Kristy tries to go for the downed opponent but Callaway spins her around. They're standing face to face now, and Callaway slaps Jackson across the face! Jackson's demeanor drops into a scowl but before she can enact any bit of revenge, Callaway hits another knee to the stomach and scoops Jackson up before slamming her on the mat next to where Calamity would be laying, had she not rolled out of the ring.
Calamity, now on her feet in the ringside area, fishes under the apron for a weapon and comes out with a steel chair. She tries to slide back into the ring, but gets kicked in the forehead by Callaway and falls back outside. Callaway grabs the chair and stalks the downed Jackson before slamming the seat of the chair down against her back! Jackson, who was getting back to one knee previously, falls flat against the mat, crushed between the chair and the mat. Tossing the chair aside, she drops an elbow right where the chair landed on Jackson's body, further driving the air out of her. She rolls Jackson onto her back and goes for the cover.
1........
Kickout! Well, no. Calamity, fresh into the ring, chair in hand collapses on the attempt and breaks it up, not unlike what Callaway did prior, chair excluded. Shoving Callaway off Jackson, Calamity makes sure the chair is firmly in her grasp before shooting forward and going for a huge, wild swing...
That Callaway dodges! The chair falls down on the top rope and slingshots back at Calamity's face! But wait, she lets go of the chair and ducks! It flies through the air and cracks Callaway in the skull! Callaway falls to the mat, both hands covering the impact spot as the chair drops down right in front of her. Calamity then runs the ropes and meets the seated Callaway with a dropkick right to the face! She goes down and Calamity hooks the leg!
1............
2........................
Broken up by Jackson! Calamity grabs the chair off the mat and jams it into Jackson's stomach, before dropping her with a sick DDT right onto the foreign object! Jackson looks to be out like a light! Callaway's back to her feet though, and cuts Calamity off at the pass. More accurately, the knee. A chop block to be even more specific. Calamity falls to the mat back first and Callaway doesn't think twice before continuing the assault by laying in several stomps to the knee, right where she targeted previously. Calamity writhes in pain but does manage to squirm away from her attacker, finding momentary refuge in the corner. Callaway continues her attack however, backing Calamity further into the corner and forcing her up to her feet.
She grabs Calamity by the hurt leg and tries to drape it over the second rope, which ultimately winds up being successful. She backs up, zoning her focus on that one part of her opponent's body and charges forward.
Calamity however frees herself from her predicament and slides under the attempt at a kick, going for the roll up!
1................
2......................................
Kickout! Callaway and Calamity are back to their feet, and Jackson's back to her's! Calamity mutters something under her breath and starts to giggle like a fucking psychopath before delivering a sharp elbow to Callaway's stomach and shoves her into Jackson! Jackson stumbles back and goes down while Callaway stumbles back into Calamity, who shows a rather unexpected dimension to her in ring offense by delivering a massive German suplex that sends Callaway landing neck first on the middle turnbuckle! She grabs that chair that Jackson's head is no longer under and sets it up. She peels Jackson off the mat and sets her up...
CALAMITY TRIGGER! (Canadian Destroyer)
Onto the chair! The seat is demolished, forced off the frame! Calamity goes for the cover as Callaway starts to stir.
1.................................
2........................................................................
Callaway gets out of the corner and tries to break up the pin!
3! Callaway lands just a split second too late!
Jackson is severely injured, the medical team come down to help her but it looks like she could be out for some time!
Dark Jay Rider
- vs -
Hank Lane
[stip]Table match |
Dark Jay Rider and Hank Lane meet in the center of the ring as the bell chimes and this match begins. Rider catching Lane with a few rights and lefts, followed by some chest chops and a Headbutt!
Lane stumbles back and Rider is right after him with a Heart Punch and a Roundhouse Kick that plants Lane straight onto the canvas! Lane is then greeted by multiple stomps to his ribs, stomach and chest as he rolls about unable to ward off the attack!
It's a complete onslaught as Rider proceeds to rip Lane off the canvas, only to send him back down with a Powerbomb!
With Lane down and feeling the pain, Rider slips out of the ring. From there he begins rummaging under the ring and immediately pulls out a table into view. With a small smile to himself, Rider swiftly slides the table into the ring with Hank. Proceeding to roll right back into the ring after.
Rider bounds energetically to his feet as he starts setting up the table. Whistling a happy tune while Hank continues to do nothing on the canvas but moan and twitch. One the table is erected in place, a smirk adorns Dark Jay Rider's face as he then climbs up onto the fully assembled table, before coming down onto Lane with - Shadow (Swanton Bomb)!
Hank surges on the canvas from the hard hitting move precisely hitting him without fail!
Rider then pulls a groggy Lane, up to his feet and begins ushering him towards the table. You'd think Lane would attempt a move at this point, but he's so battered and bruised looking, it's a wonder he's even still standing!
Rider shows zero compassion to this though as he begins slamming Lane's head against the table.
Once.
Twice.
Thrice!
Hank's head bashes into the table!
Blood begins to stream from Hank's now busted open forehead, nose and lip as Rider spins him around and catches him with - Darkness Falls (RKO)!
Lane hits the canvas again as the blood from the injuries he sustained, begin to stain it pink.
Smirking, Rider lifts Lane up to his feet once more as he rolls Lane up onto the table. From there Rider joins Lane on top of the table, promptly yanking the severely battered and groggy Lane, to his feet.
The fans roar with excitement as Rider sets Lane up and executes a modified - Kingdom Come! Delivering the Canadian Destroyer to Hank Lane, clean through the table, rather than off the top rope!
Jebidiah James
- vs -
Ezekiel Carter-Williams V
Fans' Weapons Match, One Fall
In this match, the weapons brought by the fans are legible for use. |
Ezekiel Carter Williams is already stood in the ring. He awaits the entrance of Jebidiah James but there is an eerily long pause. Zeke looks up at the ramp but from behind, Jebidiah James clubs his opponent to the ground and the referee calls for the bell. It seems James emerged from the crowd. He begins to laugh at his fallen victim.
Jebidiah picks him up by the head and then spins him around and nails a neck breaker. He's not finished there though, he picks Ezekiel up and goes for a DDT. It is reversed though, Carter-Williams then uppercuts him in the ribs and nails him with a face buster.
Jebidiah James is straight to his feet as Ezekiel celebrates. James rolls to the outside of the ring, and he is handed a sign from the crowd that says “down with the congregation”. James spits on the sign and as he slides back into the ring he smashes it over the skull of his opponent. James laughs and kicks Zeke in the gut.
James plants Zeke with the Revelation 2:16 (Muscle Buster) and covers his opponent with ease. He stares in delight and the pin is counted.
1...
2...
3.....
After the match, he laughs again and picks Ezekiel up and nails him with a second Revelation 2:16 (Muscle Buster).
Pure dominance shown tonight by the Congregation's Jebidiah James.
Mr. Radio
- vs -
SwagMire Swaggins
Steel Cage Filled With Weapons Match |
SwagMire Swaggins does the Carlton dance on his way to the ring. He thinks it's cool, and tough. He slides into the ring and then turns around and looks up at the ramp at Mr. Radio. Swaggins looks up at the cage but dances it off.
Mr. Radio's music then bellows out of the booming speakers. He walks down the ramp calmly and stares deeply at SwagMire. He climbs into the ring and then cage begins to get lowered. The referee secures the cage door and he calls for the bell.
There are several different weapons attached to all four sides of the cage. Radio dances around the ring, and Radio just smugly shakes his head. The two then lock up, Radio is the stronger of the two in the challenge and pushes his opponent into the turnbuckle. Mr. Radio hits a thumb to the eye and then hits a drop kick, sending SwagMire into the ropes but he responds with a huge big boot knocking Radio to the floor.
SwagMire is enjoying himself here, he dances around once more as Radio climbs to his feet. He plants him with a clothesline, then does a cartwheel laughs, jigs and then hits him with a second clothesline.
He picks Radio up and hits him with a closed fist to the skull, then another with his other hand, he twists and turns, ducking under an oncoming heel kick from Radio. SwagMire flips him over with a hip toss and then does a back flip to his feet before nailing him with a leg drop.
The fans are enjoying this and begin to chant “swaggy”.
SwagMire grabs a kendo stick from the cage and attempts to plant it into the ribs of Mr. Radio. He leaps over the swipe though and then hits him with a snapmare. Radio crawls onto him quickly but SwagMire immediately kicks out. Radio is quite shocked grabs SwagMire by the arm and lifts him onto his shoulders, executing a high impact Samoan Drop.
Radio leaps onto SwagMire, pinning him.
1.................
2...................
Kick out!
Radio looks frustrated, he grabs the kendo stick and plants it down several times onto his opponent. SwagMire certainly isn't dancing any more as this match intensifies. He roars out in pain and Radio wraps it around his opponents throat. He looks to try and make SwagMire give in but instead SwagMire uses the stick as leverage and flips over onto his back. He elbows Radio in the skull and flips to his feet. Radio is also fast to his feet. Radio runs at SwagMire who ducks and then flips over him on the second coming. He kicks him in the gut and then nails him with a snap DDT.
The cover.
1.......
2.....
Kick out at 2!
SwagMire is the one who is now frustrated. He grabs the steel chair from the steel cage and then lines up Radio.
Radio gets to his feet but reads the shot, he does a forwards roll under the chair shot and turns. He hits a drop kick, the chair flies into Swaggins' face. Radio then follows this up by sending Swaggins face first into the steel cage! Blood begins to ooze down his skull. Radio then grabs him from behind and nails a reverse DDT. Then he climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Frog splash!
Cover!
1......
2........
Kick out!!
Radio unloads some stomps all over the body of the bleeding SwagMire. SwagMire grabs him by the ankle though and pulls him to the floor. Swaggins desperately grabs the kendo stick and cracks it over Radio's skull. It breaks in half and Mr. Radio's skull is busted wide open. Blood begins to ooze down his skull and both men try to regain their energy. This match has been fierce to say the least.
They both struggle to their feet though....
Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
The two continue to exchange forearm after forearm until Radio becomes groggy and falls back against the ropes. Swaggins runs at him but Radio uses the momentum to send Swaggins face first into the cage. Radio ceases the opportunity to begin to climb the cage on the other side of the ring. He desperately pulls himself closer and closer to the top.
SwagMire now though, he's leapt up high onto the cage as well, next to Radio.
They reach the top, both men with feet either side of the cage. They exchange punches and chops. Radio smashes SwagMire's head into the cage. It seems like Radio has him where he wants him but out of no where!
CUTTER FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
SWAGMIRE JUST HIT HIM WITH A CUTTER FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE. Both men fall into the ring and remain out cold for several moments. The referee debates calling the match to an end but SwagMire has crawled onto Radio slowly.
This is it!
1................
2..........................
NO! NO!!!!!
SOME HOW, SOME WAY. Radio instinctively gets his shoulder up and SwagMire is in complete disbelief. He looks at the referee in shock who holds two fingers in the air.
SwagMire was so certain that he had him exactly where he wanted him and this was it!
He climbs to his feet and grabs Radio by the head. He has him between his thighs and grabs both of his arms!
He goes for the pedigree, but Radio flips him over with the lasts of his energy. Radio runs and leaps up the other side of the cage. SwagMire turns to see Radio climbing the cage.
He runs after him but Radio kicks him off of him and falls backwards into the ring.
Swaggins swings recklessly, Radio ducks... Kicks him in the gut...
GALAXY DDT!
1.........
2..........
3.........!!!!
The cage is raised, and Radio struggles to his feet as his arm is raised.... out of nowhere though....
CRACK.
Steel Chair to the back of the head!
The unknown man grabs a microphone...
"Name's Aldous, and you're a bitch."
With that Aldous grabs SwagMire by the shoulder and the two slowly struggle to the back.
The winner, Mr Radio is out cold on the outside of the ring as the referee and medical team help him.
MAIN EVENT
X-Treme Championship
Morbid Angel ©
- vs -
Enigma
Gladiator Match
Rome comes to Miami: At ringside there will be Lions, Spears, Daggers, Nets, Swords and anything else these man can get their hands on.
Archie Lawson will be sat at ringside in an Emperor's Throne. |
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears...eyes and minds as we dive into the depths of chaos, brutality and bloodshed, for our main event! Tonight! The simple arena chosen for Warfare has been instantly transformed into one right out of Ancient Rome! The audience section, was actually slowly raised up, so that they may look down upon the ring as though it were located in a pit. Much like many gladiatorial battles were fought in. However, when this happened, it also revealed that stowed beneath the floor of the very audience and peering through iron gated cells, were dozens of ferocious lions. Each stationed within it's own locked cell and each looking more vicious than the last. From there several men dressed in tunics and togas entered the arena, each dragging behind them a crate of weapons that they then began dispensing around the ring. Spears, swords, clubs, harpoons maces, pikes, tridents, sharp edged shields, javelins, casting nets and daggers were discarded around the ring by the armfuls. Deadly weapons, all ready for the taste of the fight. While this took place, a small army of Warfare staff dragged in a large, black marble throne, sitting atop an even larger set of stone steps. And of course, naturally resting comfortably upon the throne, was Warfare's own Archie Lawson, dressed in full Roman royalty wear while scantly clad maidens rested around his throne and fed Archie grapes as he looked on with a stern and masterful glare. Then finally, as Archie's tower of power was locked into place, the lights dimmed and our combatants were signaled to enter the arena.
From Danzig, Germany but really born in St Petersburg, Russia...it is your X-treme Champion - Morbid Angel!
The Lights dim for a brief moment a faint sound of the wind...or so you thought! Aeon - God Gives head in Heaven blasts over the PA as Morbid Angel comes from the backstage area, storming down to the ring looking for blood and death!
From Unknown it's - Enigma!
The lights go out and purple fireworks explode along the edge of the entry way. As Enigma comes out from the back and stands at the top of the entry way for a minute before methodically making his way down to the ring.
With both competitors in the ring, accompanied by the deafening roar of the crowd echoing throughout the arena, Archie Lawson gives the nod of approval and this match for the X-treme Title...begins!
Morbid Angel and Enigma instantly locking up, before Enigma is powered down to his knees by the hulking mass that is Morbid Angel! A position Enigma doesn't stay in long, before Morbid grabs Enigma up by the throat and Chokeslams him down to the canvas! The ring shakes from the very force it was delivered as the fans start their gasping at this fight, right from the very beginning!
With Enigma on his back, Morbid smirks and slowly begins to increase the grip on Enigma's throat as he continues to choke Enigma. An act that Enigma instantly begins to attempt to find a release from, by delivering a few punches to Morbid's face and chest, followed by some knee shots to Morbid's ribs, but to no avail. Desperate and seeming to be gradually losing the power to stay focused, Enigma finally raises his hand to Morbid's face. Then in what could be conceived only as a last resort desperation tactic, a small, quick burst of smoke is released into Morbid face from a miniature tube tucked out of sight within Enigma's long sleeved black shirt. Morbid then sneezes and coughs as he lets go of Enigma's neck.
Immediately backing away from Enigma, Morbid continues to cough and sneeze as Enigma rises from the canvas, shaking his head a few times to gather his bearings before he dives at Morbid with a Flying Forearm Smash!
Morbid drops to his knees and Enigma begins nailing him with several chops to the chest, followed by a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head! A kick that plants Morbid right to the canvas!
From there it's a quick Leg Drop by Enigma, perfectly positioned to Angel's throat that gets him coughing even more. Then as Morbid rolls around on the canvas and coughs, Enigma gets to his feet and races to the ropes. Ascending them quickly, before launching off into a Frog Splash!
A move that doesn't connect, because Morbid somehow manages to roll out of the way!
Enigma slams hard into nothing but canvas as Morbid rolls towards the ropes and uses them to aid in climbing up to his feet. Turning quickly towards Enigma; still down on the canvas, Morbid then charges forward while still coughing. Managing to hit a Double Knee Drop to Enigma's face!
A slight crack slicing through the shiny surface of Enigma's mask upon impact of Morbid's knees. Morbid then rises up; grabbing Enigma by the head as he does. Bringing Enigma to Enigma's feet right with him, only to deliver a Pedigree!
With Enigma now laying flat on the canvas, Morbid gets to his feet as he swipes away a mass of sweaty tangles from his face. Morbid's eyes swiftly landing on the weapons outside of the ring, before an evil grin slips onto his face and he makes his way out of the ring.
Looking like a kid in a candy store, Morbid races around, looking at each weapon. Finally deciding on a spiked club before reentering the ring. Yet by this point, Enigma had slowly begun to stir on the canvas and just in time too, because Morbid is right there with a devastating downward swing of the spiked club!
The club slams right into the canvas as Enigma rolls out of the way!
With a annoyed huff, Morbid then attempts to lift the club but can't seem to pull it out of the canvas! His swing had that much force that the club is now embedded into the canvas and seems to be stuck! This causes Morbid to take the two handed approach as he yanks up on the club; trying with all his might, to wrench the club free. Unfortunately, while he's preoccupied with this endeavor, Enigma has already gotten to his feet and is coming right at Morbid with a Springboard Moonsault!
The Moonsault connects spot on and Morbid goes down, right next to his club! Enigma then rips Morbid up by a chunk of his hair and promptly hits Morbid with a Double Under Hook into a Powerbomb!
Morbid crashes to the canvas before Enigma gives a tug on the spiked club. Feeling that there's no give to the club when he does, Enigma opts for slipping out of the ring in order to select a 'toy' of his own, rather then struggling with the one Morbid brought into the ring for play.
Once outside the ring, Enigma gives the weapons a quick once over glance, before lifting a trident up. Spinning the trident around within his hand like a baton, Enigma gives a satisfied nod at the weapon and then ventures back into the ring. Just as Morbid is lifting himself up from the canvas.
WHAM!
Enigma sends the base of the trident right into Morbid's face!
Morbid flies backwards to the canvas!
Enigma then leaps into the air, straight at the downed Morbid with the sharp points of the trident aimed right at Morbid as he does. Morbid has but a second to react, before his chest meets the points of the trident and in a frantic attempt, he reaches for the club. One pull is surprisingly; now, all it takes to tear that club out of the canvas as Morbid dives out of the way of Enigma's attack!
Enigma; spry on his feet, reacts to the sudden change though and uses the trident to his advantage. Stabbing it into the canvas in order to send himself off into a Flying Drop Kick, right into to Morbid's back!
Morbid goes down and Enigma reaches for the trident. Yanking it out of the canvas with one quick pull before turning his attention back towards Morbid. As Enigma brings down the trident; this time while towering over a fallen Morbid. Morbid defends this attack with a Low Blow!
Morbid's foot connects with Enigma's balls and Enigma falters, dropping the trident as he falls to his knees. Morbid quickly scurrying to his feet as he does, catching Enigma with a swipe of the spike club to Enigma's face! The shiny mask saving Enigma from a face full of spikes as the club only seems to have done damage to just the mask.
A factor that causes Morbid to shrug and take the two handed approach with the club again, as he brings it down towards Enigma!
Though down, but not out, Enigma then acts swift and snatches up the trident once more. From there all it takes is one quick motion and Enigma stabs the sharp end of the trident right into Morbid's ribs! Morbid shrieks and drops the club mid swing as Enigma uses the trident to assist himself in rising to his feet. All the while, driving it deeper into Morbid's body!
The crowd goes wild at the sight of such brutality as blood begins to pour out of Morbid's side! Morbid sends a couple of punches towards Enigma's faces, causing small cracks to appear in the mask, but this doesn't stop Enigma. No, Enigma still purges forward, driving that trident even deeper into Morbid as he uses it to pin Morbid right into the turnbuckle! That's right, the trident is now stuck right through Morbid and is pinning him into the ring's turnbuckle!
The fans are on their feet and screaming like maniacs as Enigma climbs the ropes. Positioning himself behind Morbid on the top rope, before he quickly yanks the trident out. Blood gushes from Morbid's wound as Enigma spins him around, tosses the trident aside and pulls him right up into Satan’s Fall (Tombstone pile driver from the top rope)!
Enigma has pulled off Morbid's own finisher on Morbid and immediately covers for the pin!
1
Morbid continues to lose blood on the canvas, seeming to have no fight left in him to kick out.
2
Morbid's eyes flutter closed.
THREE!
Oh my god!
Enigma has pulled off the most bloody and brutal victory of all!
Rising to his feet with his arms raised high in the air, Enigma looks up to Archie sitting atop his tower of power as Archie nods approvingly at the the new X-treme Champ. From there Enigma returns the nod and then slowly makes his way from the ring as paramedics flood into the ring to attend to Morbid Angel. Pulling Morbid onto a stretcher and ushering him out of the arena just before Archie flips a switch and all the locked cells - open, releasing the lions! As chaos soon ensues, Archie sits high atop his throne and laughs. Watching as the lions attack any and all staff members close enough to be mauled until.....we fade to black!
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