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American Airlines Arena
Miami, Florida
Gator
- vs -
Tommy Wish
- vs -
Ben Bones
- vs -
Reeve Alexandra Gordon
Fatal Four Way, One Fall
Mastermind
- vs -
Ashe Dawson
Steel Cage Match
Mafia Men (Gregor, Rudolf, and Victor)
- vs -
Frodo Smackins
Special Ref: Percy Gains
3 on 1 Handicap Hell in a Cell Match
Clean Lucena
- vs -
Peter Gilmour
Standard Match, One Fall
MAIN EVENT
X-Treme Championship
Mark Flynn
- vs -
Jessie Diaz
X-Treme Rules Match
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The show opens up.
No fireworks.
No pyro.
Instead, the voice of one Archie Lawson can be heard from the back…
“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls… Wednesday Night Warfare would be nothing without the man who stands before you.”
At that point, Archie emerged at the top of the ramp with his hands raised into the sky.
“The two pretenders will more than likely do what they do best and interrupt me in a moment, but fear not, for I have a plan.”
The crowd erupted into jeers.
“Oh please.”
He smugly bowed before powering his way down the ramp, up the steps and into the ring. He stood in the centre of the ring basking in the spotlight and the boos from the crowd.
There was silence.
“Perhaps, they are occupied for the time being but that simply does not matter. I just came out here to inform you that later on tonight, Mark Flynn will defend his championship belt against Jessie Diaz in a match for the ages…”
He laughed to himself.
“Anyway, enjoy your….”
Just as he is about to finish his sentence Archie is jumped from behind by a masked man. He sends Archie to the floor with a forearm to the back of the head. Lawson desperately tries to fight back by swinging his arms but the masked man sends Archie shoulder first into the turnbuckle!
He then kicks Lawson in the gut and runs off the ropes and plants him with a corkscrew neckbreaker.
The man grasped the microphone and begun to laugh uncontrollably whilst rolling around on the mat.
Clean Lucena and Frodo Smackins emerge at the top of the ramp and begin to sprint down the ramp but the masked man spots them coming and rolls out of the ring and runs through the crowd.
Lucena leaps up onto the turnbuckle and points at the masked man who points back and laughs whilst Frodo tends to Lawson who seems to be out cold!
Who sent this attack? Was it one of the other general managers? Was it just a random assault?
Stay tuned.
Gator
- vs -
Tommy Wish
- vs -
Ben Bones
- vs -
Reeve Alexandra Gordon
Fatal Four Way, One Fall
Ben Bones is already in the ring, awaiting his opponents' arrival.
Gardenia by Kyuss plays as Gator walks out, he drops to one knee, with his head down and beats his chest 3 times,on the 3rd chest beat Gator quickly stands raising his arm as his stage pyro goes off. Gator then walks slowly down the ramp to the ring looking generally pissed off, slides into ring and climbs one of the corners and mouths off to the crowd. If opponent is already in the ring, Gator walks up to him trying to start the match as quick as possible until he gets pushed away by the ref or gets his hands on his opponent.
"HIDEYAFACE" by Prefuse 73 plays, and 10 seconds into this song, we see that the room goes dark and the whole room turns grey. Then we see that Tommy comes down to the ring with him giving high fives and all that. After, we see Tommy rolling into the ring and the lights go back to normal as his theme cuts off.
"I Got A Wide Awake Feeling" By Katy Perry/The Beatles hits, as the lights dim.
Announcer: PLEASE WELCOME, hailing from 'Death Valley', "The Fyr Queen" -- Reeve, 'Ally-Cat', GORDON!!
Gordon poses as the song's speed begins to pick up. Ally makes her way down the ramp, stops at the bottom... before rushing down, sliding in under the bottom rope, kipping up to her feet, and taking to the post in one swift motion. She raises her fists, displaying the 'devil horns' to a loud, mixed display, most voicing their disdain. Gordon takes it all in with a sinister smirk, before hopping down to the mat, and resting in the corner, preparing for the battle ahead...
Ding ding ding!
The bell tolls and the match is now underway, as Gator, Gordon, and Wish seem to all be looking in one direction: towards Ben Bones. Bones' eyes widen as he takes a step backwards, only to find himself backing right into the turnbuckle! The three surround him before Gator pulls him in for a Disaster Drop (Lifting Samoan Drop)! He looks to have knocked the life outta Bones with that move! Wish pulls Bones' body up to its feet before hitting Hideyaface (Implant DDT)! Once more it looks like Bones' eyes have rolled to the back of his skull and his body goes limp. Now its Gordon's turn! (S)he pulls Bones up to his feet once more and spins him around. The Finale (Lifting Reverse DDT)! Bones' body rolls out of the ring; probably a survival instinct and easily the smartest thing he's done all night.
And then there were three.
Wish and Gordon look at each other for a moment, nod, and turn their simultaneous attention to the third man. Wish goes in with a knee aimed for Gator's stomach, but Gator's too fast and slides out of the way before hitting a right straight punch to Wish's ear! Wish grabs for it and backs away, muttering something to himself while Gordon springs off the ropes with a flying back elbow! A flying back elbow that Gator ducks for a moment before popping back up and sliding his head into the crook of her elbow and dropping her neck first with a backdrop driver! Held for an almost bridging pin!
1............
Wish sees this pin and drops and falls forward with an elbow to Gator's groin, effectively breaking up the hold albeit not in the prettiest of ways.
Gator's down, holding onto his little Gators for dear life as Gordon pulls herself up with aid of the ropes, grabbing the back of her neck with her free hand.
Meanwhile, Bones is just laying on the concrete floor staring up at the ceiling. Word of God says he's seeing either stars or the lingering effects of the feminist movement floating all around him. Don't argue with God bro. He's God. He's like omnimpotent and stuff.
Wish charges in and goes for Seeing Soles (Big Boot) on Gordon but (s)he ducks under with a well placed dropkick to Wish's knee, causing him to momentarily land in a split before falling off to his right side. Gator rolls over onto his stomach and pushes himself off the mat as Gordon lifts Wish's legs up and somersaults over his body, landing on her heels pressing on his shoulders and hooking his legs in a bridge like maneuver. The ref goes to count.
1.....................
Gator runs for the pinning predicament.
2.................................
KICK! Not kickout. Kick! As in Gator just fuckin' punted Gordon so hard in the ribs that (s)he launches a couple feet in the air and lands face first on the mat a few inches away from where Wish was laying. Wish meanwhile is struggling to his feet while Gator keeps his eyes on the fallen Gordon. He charges in, looking about ready to hit a running double foot stomp on the back of Gordon's head! He jumps!
No! Wish catches him in midair with Seeing Soles to the back! Gator falls forward midair and crashes throat first on the top rope, whipping him violently backward to the mat. Wish goes for the cover as Bones gingerly rolls back into the ring.
1.........
2.................
Broken up by Gordon, who hits a basement dropkick that catches Wish off guard! From there (s)he turns her attention to Bones, running into him with a stiff European Uppercut to the jaw!
Meanwhile, Wish and Gator get back to their feet, the former beating the latter by a few seconds. Uh oh, finally we have our epic staredown.
Tommy Wish & Gator are trading blows in the center of the ring, Wow! Wish with a huge hay-maker straight to Gator's face, he is staggered in the ring, Tommy Wish off the ropes runs at him with full speed and goes for a huge big boot but no! Gator at the last second throws the ref in the way of the devastating attack, looks like the referee is out cold! The opportunistic Gator tries to leave the ring but is grabbed by Wish who turns him but OH! Low blow by Gator! Wish is in agony, Gator wisely jumps to the outside and is searching for something under the ring while the other three men brawl. Wait what's this!? Gator's got a steel chair! A devastating shot to the back of Wish's head, and another head shot to Bones and another to Gordon! Gator throws the chair down onto the mat and picks up Reeve Alexandra Gordon, Gator throws Gordon into the air and catches him! Disaster Drop by Gator! What an impact! Gator slides the chair out of the ring and goes for the cover whilst the ref is slowly regaining consciousness he slowly begins the count!
1...................................
The ref is still reeling from the blow, and hasn't shaken out the cobwebs. Needless to say, Gator isn't pleased. No, matter of fact he's yelling at the official to stop being an asshat before he kills everything said official loves. Though you have to wonder if the ref even knows what he loves, if anything. Being an XWF referee is a pretty emotionally draining job, after all.
2....................?
Kickout thanks to the confused, slow counting of the referee!
Gator's livid! Bones is dead again! The ref is scared out of his already scrambled mind!
Gator gets all up in the ref's personal space. Nose to where nose should be if the mask wasn't in the way. Disaster Drop! The ref is out! For good measure, Gator kicks the ref in the ribs until he falls out of the ring under the bottom rope. He dusts off his hands and turns around, only to get caught off guard by Ben Bones-- haha not really. But seriously he gets caught off guard by Gordon, who hits a particularly devastating running superkick that connects right under Gator's chin! Gator falls back into the ropes, hooking his arms around the ropes.
Gordon backs up, seemingly ready to go for a lariat to knock the pair of them outta the ring but she gets cut off by Tommy Wish! Wish spins her around and delivers a spinebuster that gives Gator enough time to recover, or at the very least get out of his compromising situation. Shaking the cobwebs out of his head, he steps away from the ropes and towards the center of the ring where Wish, Gordon's fallen body, and Bones corpse are. Meanwhile, the replacement
goldfish ref runs down the ramp, ready to take on the seriously difficult and life threatening job of officiating this clusterfuck murderfest that's loosely called a match to avoid legal troubles.
Seriously, there has to be like maggots crawling around under Bones' skin by now. He's dead, isn't he?
Oh wait no he's breathing. So close!
Gator takes one look over to the fallen body of Ben Bones and kicks him outta the ring like he did referee #1 while Wish does the same to Gordon. However, Gordon gets up quickly and goes right on the warpath for the defenseless and mistaken for dead more than once Ben Bones.
Ben Bones and Reeve have taken the one sided fight to the outside, the pair of Gordon's fists are trading blows on the hand drum that is Bones' head but the ref is focused on the action in the ring. Tommy Wish has Gator down, he's beating him to a bloody pulp! Punch after punch, kick after kick! Wish has got Gator by the neck, is he going to choke him out? No, Wish is trying to take off Gator's mask just like he said he was going to do! Wish is overpowering Gator but Gator's fighting back. Wait Gator has grabbed Wish's arm, he pulls him and twists his body, Gator has Wish in the Head Scissors! Wish has got to tap, this is a very painful move! Tommy Wish is reaching for the ropes but they are just out of his grasp, Wish is gonna tap! He has too!
Bones just kinda falls down and Gordon slides back into the ring. (S)he makes her way over to where Gator has Wish about to tap and throws a flurry of elbows to Gator's masked face! Gator breaks the hold to better defend himself and throws a jaw jacking right to Gordon's jaw, sending her staggering back. He pulls Wish off the mat and whips him into the ropes that Gordon's now standing right next to.
(S)he ducks and holds the ropes down, sending Wish crashing to concrete below! Gordon starts to stand but is dumped out of the ring by Gator!
Meanwhile, Bones slides back in. Seriously. He isn't dead.
Gator sees this and pulls his limp, resistance free body in. Snapback (Inverted neckbreaker onto knee)! The cover!
1..............................
2........................................
This ref isn't privy to pissing off Gator it seems.
Three!
Winner: Gator
But wait. We haven't cut away from the ring yet.
Why haven't we cut away from the ring yet?
We see that Gator is celebrating his win in the ring. Tommy comes inside the ring with a chair and smacks it on Gator's head. Then we see that Tommy is beating Gator's body with chair shot after shot.
Then he places the chair on Gator's throat and Tommy goes to the top rope and stomps the chair on Gator's neck with blunt force that crushed Gator's larynx. Then he lifts him up and runs to the ropes to hit the Seeing Soles to his face that made Gator fall to the mat.
Tommy leaves the ring with fucked up smile for what he has just done to the newcomer.
The scene opened up to the three G.M.s of Warfare talking. They seemed to be talking about the match at the next Pay Per-View. The trio didn't noticed the door to the room was cracked open. As they bragged on why they were going to win the match. Something metal looking was tossed into the room right next to the group. All three of them looked down with confused looks on their faces. When they realized what it was. It was too late the stun grenade went off with a loud bang and blinding flash of light. The three G.M.s fell to the ground and rolling and covering their eyes. That's when Shelby Cobra busted through the door with a bat in her hand. She ran up to Gio and beat him with the bat a few times causing him to lose consciousness before turning to Archie who was on one knee. She swung the bat and hit him in the ribs which made him go back down to the ground. She hit him a few more times knocking him out
Shelby smirked as she looked at her work. She turned her attention to Miranda, Who was using the wall to get to her feet, but her back was to her attacker. Shelby gave the two men a look to double check They were out cold. Shelby walked over to Miranda and struck her in the leg. She screamed out in pain as she fell to her knees. That's when Shelby took out A garrote. She wrapped the metal wire around her neck and tightened her grip. The metal wire started to dig into Miranda's skin.
Shelby Cobra:"I was sent by Paul Heyman. He wanted me to send a message to you guys. So here it is."
Shelby started to smash Miranda's head and face into the wall. Not just once but a few times. Her face was bloody by the time she stopped and threw her to the ground. Shelby looked around at the chaos that she had caused. She was pretty proud of it. Archie and Gio started to come to, but they weren't going to be getting up anytime soon. Shelby looked at the men.
Shelby Cobra:"I'm sure you two can hear me. I'll tell you what I told the bitch. Paul Heyman sent me. This is a reminder why you should all be very scared that Mr. Heyman is back in the Throne of Madness. Plus, We all know Borefare sucks ass. With that. I bid you three a good day."
Shelby laughed as she left the room, shutting the door behind her.
The Xtron lights up showing pictures of the homeless and downtrodden in cities all over the nation. Pictures of unemployment lines also from all over the nation are also shown. The tone of the pictures change.
Corporate CEO's.
Private jets.
Limousines.
The Washington Monument.
The Lincoln Memorial.
Capitol Hill.
The White House.
Shots of various politicians in tailored suits, limo's, at expensive dinners, shaking hands with lobbyists.
A womans voice joins us.
It is a travesty. It is a tragedy. It is a great injustice that those within the power corridors in Washington pander to corporate CEO's and their lobbyists.
It is a travesty when our lifer politicians make more money than the average American household while working less hours than a teenage paperboy.
All in the name... of public service.
A public servant should be exactly what it sounds like. A man or woman who chooses to serve their nation in a public capacity for the betterment of the nation as a whole.
Unfortunately, public servants figured out a way to make fruitful careers out of screwing up our nation and our very way of life while putting in minimal work.
Kennedy Nikomedes is not your average candidate. As Governor of Florida, he drives his own car. He donates his generous salary to various charities around the state. He gives the per diem afforded to him by the state government back to the state, opting to eat and drink and fuel up his car on his own dime.
Kennedy Nikomedes was born and raised in Tallahassee. He graduated near the top of his class at Florida State University and later was admitted into Harvard Law where he graduated with honors.
He's never taken the easy road. He worked his way through college. He's worked very hard to get into a position to change the way government works.
He believes in the words echoed by President Abraham Lincoln more than 150 years ago. This government is of the people, by the people and for the people.
If you help to elect him to the Presidency of the United States, he's determined to put the power back in your hands.
It's your nation.
It's your government.
It's your American Dream.
It's up to you to take it back.
It's up to you to take the power back.
You can only do that with his help.
It's up to you to elect Florida Governor Kennedy Nikomedes as President of the United States.
At the conclusion of the womans speech, the voice of Kennedy Nikomedes joins us.
I'm Kennedy Nikomedes, and I approved this message.
Paid for by Citizens for Niko 2016.
Mastermind
- vs -
Ashe Dawson
Steel Cage Match
Ding Ding!
The bell went off. Dawson and Mastermind rushed each other. Mastermind went for a clothesline but the crazy one ducked under it and had Mastermind's back. He wrapped his arms around Mastermind's waist and hit him with a German suplex. Mastermind hit the mat hard on his head. Dawson got up and started to stomp away at his fallen opponent. Once he was finished. He brought Mastermind to his feet and Irish whipped to the ropes. Mastermind bounced off and Dawson waited for him. He jumped up and tried to hit him with a dropkick but Mastermind side stepped it. Dawson crashed landed and now it was Mastermind's turn to stomp away.
Stomp!
Stomp!
Stomp!
Stomp!
Mastermind finished his work, He got Dawson to his feet then Irish whip him into the corner. Mastermind ran and jumped into the air hitting Dawson hard with a body splash. From there Mastermind unleashed a fury of body shots. Dawson was hurt but not out of the game yet. Mastermind was going to finish with one last much to the face but as he was about to make contact. Dawson blocked it grabbed the back of Mastermind's head and started to smash his face into the turnbuckle a few times before stopping and bring Mastermind to the center of the ring. He kicked him in the gut and planted him with a DDT then went for the cover.
The ref started to count.
One
Two
Thr-Kickout!
Dawson started to fight with the ref telling him it was three but the ref held up two fingers saying it wasn't. Dawson flipped off the ref and turned back to Mastermind, who was getting to his feet but slowly. Dawson grabbed but as soon as he did Mastermind reversed it and grabbed him hooked his leg and snapped backwards pinning Dawson with a fishermen's suplex.
One
Two
Thre-Kickout by Dawson.
These two were not going to give up and it showed. The two got to their feet quickly and started to trade blows. They didn't even bother blocking the punches as they hit one another's faces over and over again. Dawson and Mastermind cocked their arms back and at the same time hit each other in the face with one powerful blow. The two warriors went down. The ref looked checked on them, when none of them weren't moving. He started to count.
One
No movement
Two
Three
Four
The two started to move but very slowly
Five
Six
The Dawson and Mastermind started to get up. Dawson a little faster then Mastermind
Seven
Eight
Dawson used all of his power and sprung up stopping the count. He looked back at Mastermind. He was going to start kicking him but got a better idea. He went to the ring poster and climbed up on it and stood up waiting for Mastermind to fully to stand. When he did, Dawson jumped with his feet out to hit his opponent with a shotgun dropkick but Mastermind ran and grabbed Dawson's legs in mind air and sent him down to the mat, from there he turned Dawson over and slapped The Mind Controller(Boston Crab) and locked it in tightly. Dawson grunted in pain as the ref asked him if he wanted to quit. Dawson shook his head and tried to reach for the ropes. He was inches away.
Reach
Reach
Reach
He did it. Dawson grabbed the ropes, The ref told Mastermind to break the hold, but he didn't he dragged Dawson away from the ropes and turned him so they were out of arm's reach, but Mastermind wasn't done. He let go of one leg turned the Mind Controller into a STF(Your Mind Submits to me) Dawson couldn't grab the ropes. Mastermind pulled back on Dawson's neck causing more pain. By the Grace of God or Satan. Dawson's free leg was long enough to touch the ropes but due to the angle the ref was at he didn't see the rope break. Mastermind used all of his power and pulled almost bending Dawson in half. He had no other chose but to tap out. The ref called for the bell.
Winner by tap out. Mastermind.
Frodo walks into Giovanni's office to see him sitting down at a desk. Not really doing anything, just staring at a box of cookies on his desk. Frodo realizes the chance he's been given, and pulls a Keyboard out of his pants, yes a keyboard in his pants, and begins to beat Giovanni with it. After the second strike Gio falls to the ground and scurries under his desk, Frood grabs the chair and throws it out of the way before crouching and going to the attack. This is a mistake, as Gio's sick Wallaby is hiding under the desk, and hops angrilly towards Frodo. He gets startled and backs away but it's too late. The Wallaby begins to attack Frodo mercilessly. He does the only thing he can think of, he grabbed the Wallaby and punted it out the door. Gio heard the noise, and crawled out from under his desk. He began to scurry to check on his Wallaby, when Frodo slammed the door shut and hit Gio with a Shayouken! that send the Overlord to the floor. The pint sized brawler chuckled before standing over Gio and pulling his junk out. With himself fully exposed Frodo began to piss...right next to Gio's head.
"This isn't personal, this is business. But if I see that Wallaby again it becomes personal."
Mafia Men (Gregor, Rudolf, and Victor)
- vs -
Frodo Smackins
Special Ref: Percy Gains
3 on 1 Handicap Hell in a Cell Match
Frodo Smackins is rushing between the ropes. Running from one side of the ring to the other and bouncing off the ropes as a way to catch an adrenaline rush while chowing down on a can of Fancy Feast. Dumping the contents into his mouth and letting the juices spill all over the outside of his mouth as all three of the Mafia Men watch in disgust. The liquid remnants from the cat food, drips all down Frodo's face and chin, dribbling onto his shirt as he swallows down the last bit of it before tossing the can to the side. As luck would have it, the can hits The Don - leader of the Mafia Men, right in the head and clanks noisily to the floor. A sickened grimace splashes across the Don's face as he slides his finger across his throat, in a silent order to his Mafia Men indicating they should kill the Dwarf King. All three of his men nod in unison and with solemn expressions, they return their gaze back to Frodo who blows a kiss and gives a tug of his dick in return.
As the lights dim, a steel cage weighing five tons and standing over twenty feet tall, is lowered onto the ring. A soft thud emitting as the cage drops into place. Frodo and the Mafia Men - Rudolph, Gregor and Victor, all approach the center of the canvas. hen with a quick head nod from Percy Gains; towards the time keeper, the ring bell chimes and this match...begins!
The Mafia Men surround Frodo quickly and Frodo responds with lashing out like a wild animal at Gregor. Catching Gregor with a punch to the gut and a knee to the balls! Gregor lurches forward and falls down to his knees as Frodo jumps on the man and proceeds to bite into his cheek like a rabid beast! Tearing his head back and ripping a piece of flesh from Gregor's left cheek, Frodo swallows it down with a crazed laugh. Blood running down his face as Gregor howls in pain. Then to make it even worse, Frodo digs his thumb into Gregor's check wound!
Frodo Smackins: "I'M FINGER FUCKING YOUR FACE GARY! YOU LIKE THAT SHIT! DOES IT MAKE YOUR PUSSY WET!"
With a scream of fury, Gregor lunges forward and slams into Frodo, both men crashing into the turnbuckle with intense force. Then as Gregor rises to his feet; while holding his cheek, Victor and Rudolph begin stomping the shit out of Frodo. Frodo surges in pain and tries to defend himself the best he can. Flailing out and striking both men with a frenzy of fists and feet to their shins, but to no avail.
After several brutal stomps to Frodo's ribs, stomach, chest and head, Rudolph and Victor grab onto Frodo and lift him up. Holding him tight so Frodo can't move a muscle, both men present Frodo to Gregor, who runs in with a boot to Frodo's nuts!
Frodo yells out in pain and Gregor comforts him with a punch to the kidney, a knee to the gut and an Uppercut, that would have sent the small man flying had Rudolph and Victor not been there, holding him in place. However, because of that fact, Gregor is able to follow up with another Uppercut before Rudolph yanks Frodo around, immediately hitting him with an Inverted DDT!
Frodo crashes to the canvas and the Mafia Men begin going to town on him. Raining down a sea of stomps as Frodo fights tooth and nail to fend them off. At one point, even biting into Victor's shin! Victor shrieks and tries to shake off Frodo, who now has a death grip on Victor's leg with his teeth. Frodo is crazed! It's like someone laced his Fancy Feast with Bath Salts! And because of that, Victor can't seem to shake off the little guy!
Rudolph tries to aid his partner and grabs onto Frodo's shoulders, pulling him back with all his might. That's exactly when Frodo chooses to let go! From there Frodo spins around and spits a mouthful of Victor's blood, right into Rudolph's face! Promptly hitting Rudolph with a Shayouken! right after!
Rudolph flies back, soaring like he was walloped with a pint sized semi-truck and colliding with the steel cage's wall before he slams onto the mat surrounding the ring. Turning his sights to Gregor, Frodo charges forward and catches him with a Spear! Gregor collides with the ropes, that Frodo quickly climbs in order to deliver a Chokeslam! Gregor slams to the canvas and Frodo kicks him in the face!
Spear out of nowhere from Victor!
Victor speared Frodo and Frodo connects with the ropes with painful results!
Then as Frodo flops forward from that Spear, Victor knees him in the stomach. This causes Frodo to double over in pain, allowing Victor to send him to the canvas with a Double Axehandle to the spine! Frodo slams onto the canvas and Victor greets him with an Elbow Drop to the back of the head!
Frodo recoils from the head trauma and grabs onto his own head as he rolls about the ring in agony. As this happens, Gregor climbs to his feet while Rudolph stirs and rises from the outside mat. Soon all three Mafia Men are back in the ring and surrounding Frodo! Towering over Frodo, like a pack of wolves ready for the kill!
But wait, what's that?
Some yelling from the outside of the cell? It's The Don! And he has been handcuffed to the cell! By that dashing stallion Mr. Proxy, otherwise known professionally as DOCA HVP! He stands tall next to The Don with his hand outstretched toward The Don like he's showcasing a prized catch.
Gregor and Rudolph start kicking at the cell trying to somehow get through it as DOCA pulls a microphone from one of the pockets of his green padded vest.
DOCA_HVP2014: "Oh don't mind me guys, I'm just here to make sure my next paid hit via proxy goes through without any problems. I've been ordered to chop this wop boss of yours up as soon as this match ends, and by George that's what I'm going to do."
Victor is thrown into the back of Gregor who was trying to get out of the cage, and their heads collide with a sick thud! Both men go down out cold and Rudolf can't believe it. He turns and sees Frodo backing up in the ring and goes after him with a spear but Frodo rolled out of the way just in time to avoid contact. From there Frodo bounds up to his feet and rushes over to Victor, spinning him around and instantaneously executing a Shayouken!
The Shayouken! was so powerful that time, it actually caused Victor to fly ten feet up in the air before crashing down onto the canvas! The whole ring trembles from the impact and Frodo hurries over to make the pin!
1
2
Three!
Winner: Frodo Smackins
As soon as the bell rings, DOCA HVP takes out The Don's knee with his baton and cracks him in the skull with it several times as a woman emerges from the audience..
It's Judge Judy! Has she come to sentence The Don for his crimes?
DOCA HVP holds The Don in place with a firm grip around his throat as Judge Judy walks up to The Don...
and Karate chops him right in the face! The fans scream "oh my god"! The Don just got Karate chopped in the face by Judge Judy!
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Judge Judy leaves through the crowd to a massive ovation and chants of her name. The Don is still in the grip of DOCA HVP who looks right at him and says
"From Frodo, with love."
DOCA HVP looks into the ring at Frodo and gives him a big thumbs up before issuing a stiff Karate chop of his own right to the face of The Don.
BUT WAIT! OH SHIT!
Sid Feder with a chop block to DOCA HVP! Peter Gilmour is with Sid and they both start beating the hell out of DOCA. They stomp in and kick him and hammer on him with thunderous clubbing fists.
Peter and Sid stomp on DOCA a few more times and then Sid leans down real close--
Son, this ain't personal. This is just a carryin' on of the business you agreed to start the moment you allowed my name to leave yer lips. I suggest you go back to whichever 
tried to frame me and you beat the holy hell out of them. The truth will set ya free, son.
A stiff, final boat foot kick right to the side of the head as DOCA lies on his back with blurred vision.
Katie and Sarah saunter into Miranda Tigris' office to find her not in it. They begin to trash the place in anger, when Miranda walks in. Katie runs at her and hits a spear which pins Miranda to the wall. She just hangs there in shock as Katie keeps her pinned with one hand and begins to punch her with the other. Sarah graps a picture off Miranda's desk and throws it at Miranda, but it misses horribly. Tigris has had enough, and drops an elbow on Katie's head before shoving her to the side, and charging at Sarah. She's about to make hit Sarah with a left hook when something hits the back of her head. She turns to see Frodo standing there holding a 12 pack of Coke. He pulls another one out and throws it at Miranda. She charges at him ignoring the pelting she's getting from Frodo. Miranda throws a punch at Frodo which knocks him to the ground. She begins to kick him, over and over.
Sarah takes this time to charge pull a taser out of her purse and tase Miranda. Tigris goes down, and Frodo gets up. He sees Miranda's desk, walks over and opens a drawer. Making sure there's no snakes in it he drops his pants and leaves a chocolatey present in there for Miranda.
"Katie, stay here and tell her this one was personal when she wakes up. The fact that I'm getting paid to do this is just a perk, always hated that bitch."
Clean Lucena
- vs -
Peter Gilmour
Standard Match, One Fall
Raphael - Mi Gran Noche plays and the proud man walk to the ring, exactly like the man on "mi gran noche" videoclip, vintage classic gentleman, smiling and pretending to be nice, pointing everyone.
The lights in the arena dim, then go to full black. We then hear the eerie sounds of a bell being tolled and then an explosion of fire emitting from the entrance ramp. The beginning of IMPLODE by SLAYER begins as a white beam of light comes from the top of the arena and shines on the middle of the ramp. We then see a hand go into the light as a man kneels in front of the light. It is Peter Gilmour! The music picks up as Peter gets up and screams to the heavens as he and his new valet Maria Brink #2 come down to the ring. They get into the ring and Peter goes to the nearest turnbuckle and puts out his hand as the same beam of light comes down into his hand as he gives us a very scary look into the camera. He then laughs wickedly then screams to the heavens again as the lights come back on and he awaits his next opponent.
Ding ding ding!
Gilmour and Lucena circle each other as the sound of the bell echoes over the eerily silent crowd in these opening moments. They look like they're waiting on the edge of their seats, intently observing just how this first exchange will go down. Slicing through this silence with the grace of a rusty serrated knife is the Biographer, who's trying to rally the crowd with a "Let's go Clean" chant. Smiling, Clean steps forward and comes with a kick to the gut of Gilmour that he just narrowly avoids with a quick backpedal! Gilmour uses his longer reach to go for a punch to Cheat's chin as he steps back in, but Cheat ducks and kicks Gilmour in the leg! Gilmour backs away, kicking the pain out of his leg before stepping back in with a quick jab that catches Clean right on the nose! Gilmour wastes no time taking advantage of the situation as he gets Clean into a gutwrench hold and lifts him up off the mat! Gut buster!
Gilmour releases his grip and Clean rolls off his knee and onto the mat, clutching his abdomen in pain. Gilmour laughs and lays in a couple stomps onto the fallen Mr. Respeto's right elbow. Smart move there, Clean's elbows have really become his greatest assets as of late. Gilmour goes for a few more stomps but Clean rolls out of the way and pushes himself up to his feet, rubbing his elbow with his other hand. Clean backs himself into the corner and Gilmour catches on right away. It isn't until Clean hits his back on the turnbuckles that he realizes the position he's in as Gilmour charges in for a Yakuza kick that doesn't hit it's mark! Clean ducks and rolls the bigger man up, though like a true gentlemen he isn't even attempting to put his feet on the ropes! The ref drops for the count but Gilmour kicks out before one and gets quickly back to his feet where Clean awaits.
Clean shakes the lingering effects of the stomps out and comes forward with an elbow strike, leaping forward a couple of inches to really get the impact on Gilmour's jaw! But wait, Gilmour throws a punch right as Clean leaps! They both connect at the same time and Gilmour's sent back a few inches and Clean's sent into the ropes! Gilmour comes to his senses soon and makes a dash for Clean but Clean pulls down the rope and Gilmour goes over the lowered top! He crashes to the apron first before hitting the concrete floor! Clean looks back and forth a few times before hitting the opposite set of ropes and sailing over the top with a beautiful diving crossbody!
Which gets him right into Peter's clutches! Having stood up while Clean was debating the move, he was in just the right position to catch Clean and he throws him into the barricade with a fallaway slam! Clean crashes back first into that steel barrier and he lets out an agonized yell! Upon landing on the ground he arches his back, bringing both hands to the site of impact. Gilmour pulls him up to his feet as the ref begins his count.
1.
Gilmour whips Clean right into the steel steps! But wait! Clean hops up on the top of the set and moonsaults off, crashing right into Gilmour who wasn't expecting that to happen! They both go down but Clean got it a lot easier! Still holding his aching back, he gets up to his feet and slides under the bottom rope.
2.
Gilmour pulls himself up to his feet with aid of the apron before rolling under the ropes himself. Clean gets back up to his feet around the same time Gilmour does and connects with another elbow that pushes Gilmour into the corner! Another elbow! One more! Now Gilmour's the trapped one! But wait, the ref is instructing Clean to back away which he does without question or hesitation. Gilmour rubs his cheek for a second before exploding out of the corner with a vicious clothesline! Clean collapses to the mat only to get right back up. Of course once he does he gets flattened with another clothesline. And like clockwork, Clean hops up to his feet again! Gilmour comes in for a third clothesline but Clean's ready for this one! Kick to the gut! Neckbreaker!
Now Clean's in control!
He goes for the cover!
1..............
Kickout!
Gilmour shoots his shoulder up and shoves Clean off of him! He gets back to his feet and punches Clean in the stomach, doubling him over. Suplex! Gilmour then peels Clean up off the mat, and hits another suplex on him! Clean sits up after this one, and he's starting to convulse. Shaking all over, he starts to get up and walk around the ring almost in a circle before Gilmour punches him in the face. Clean keeps walking and shaking.
Another punch.
No change.
One more.
Clean points! Gilmour shakes his head and throws another punch that Clean ducks and knocks the ref down to the mat!
Eye poke from Clean! What the hell?! Another eye poke! One more eye poke! Gilmour's covering his eyes and looking downwards, only to get hit with a low blow! Gilmour collapses to the mat as Clean goes for the cover!
Oh right, the ref isn't up to his feet yet so Clean's kinda looking like a jackass. He breaks his own pin and drops an elbow across Peter's chest. He gets back up and does it again but Gilmour gets out of the way and Clean crashes to the mat! Gilmour, still covering his eyes pulls his hand away for a second to see where Clean is before going for a series of stomps that press his ribs further into the canvas. Clean rolls out of the way after a few stomps and out of the ring. Rubbing his eyes, Gilmour finally pulls his hand away and returns his arms to his side. Now, the ref is getting up to his feet and is starting the count on Clean!
1.
Clean rolls into the ring again, right away. Gilmour goes right on the attack with another stomp to the back. Clean screeches in pain as Gilmour's foot digs into the site of impact where his back met the barricade earlier on. Gilmour laughs and lays in another stomp!
He rolls Clean over and goes for the pin!
1...............
2..............................
Foot on the ropes!
Gilmour tries to pull Clean closer to the center but he hooks his leg around the bottom rope. The ref yells and admonishes Gilmour, breaking the attempt up. Gilmour backs up, almost frothing at the mouth waiting for Clean to get back into the danger zone. Which Clean does soon, pulling his leg away from the rope and getting back to his feet. Gilmour comes in with a sick Yakuza kick that knocks Clean right into the ropes! He steps closer to Clean and whips him into the opposite set of ropes and launches Clean up in the air before snapping him down with a Samoan Drop. He goes for the cover again!
1.........................
2.........................................
Kickout! Clean is running on pure adrenaline here! Gilmour pulls Clean up to his feet and sets him up for the Endgame (Package Piledriver) but Clean struggles his way out of Gilmour's grasps and hits a back body drop that sends Gilmour crashing onto his back! Clean drops to his knees and throws some elbows right into Gilmour's cheek. One more than he should've though, as Gilmour moves his head out of the way and hits a headbutt that knocks Clean aback.
Clean's eyes widen in shock as Gilmour roars like a rabid animal! He pushes himself up off the mat and onto his feet before throwing a series of punches to Clean's stomach, doubling him over before getting behind him and going for an Electric Chair Drop! But wait! Former Spanish Rogue (Victory Roll)!
The ref takes position behind Clean!
1..........
2...................
Clean grabs onto the ropes for leverage! The ref doesn't see!
Three!
Clean looks at his hands with a shocked expression. Slowly, he removes his hands and stands up, slowly and almost ashamedly exiting the ring.
Winner: Clean Lucena
We fade back in as Mark Flynn is making his way through the halls of XWF, these last couple months have made him more situation-ally aware. His Xtreme title belt hangs precariously at his shoulder, he smirks to himself, confident that he is right around the corner from an actual title shot. He's been through so many, almost the entirety of the XWF has come at him in such a short period of time, and somehow he has managed to narrowly escape countless times. He rounds the corner leading to his locker, the lights in the hallway begin to flicker, only momentarily, at the end of the hall it gets worse. The flickering light makes it hard to make out shapes, but he knows that someone is standing there. He makes out a silhouette, but only for a moment before it dissapears. He shakes it off, all kinds of people want to scare someone. Not Mark Flynn.
He pulls the door to his Locker and thats when it happens, a sudden blow to the temple, followed closely by a sweep, he finds himself sideways in the air, his belt flying off his shoulder as he crashes down into the hallway. He looks up, making out the figure of a small girl dressed in all black, a bandana draped acros her face, all he can make out are the eyes as she brutally stomps his head backwards into the concrete. He Covers up for only a moment before he feels another kick directly to the face. He can feel it, he's bleeding. His vision blurs as the kick to the nose forces him to tear up. The figure again stomps violently against the side of his head. He lets out a cry for help, whoever this is, she isnt wrestling. She picks up his head and slams it against the concrete wall, laying a knee against his face. He slumps to the side, blowing the blood off his face onto the floor. It is only then that his attacker steps back, looking down at the belt lying on the floor. She shakes her head, pulling the bandana down around her neck, and the hood off her head. Long Red Hair flows down onto her shoulders, her blood soaked hand reaches down for the belt. Looking at it for a moment she kneels down, slapping Mark to pay attention.
"Don't feel bad, its not personal, this is how it goes right? Am I Doing it right Mark? Is this what you call X-treme? Rest Assured Mark, if I wanted this... There is nothing stopping me from taking it... is there? But Don't worry Mark, Im not after your title, your bottom of the barrel, as much as you would like to pretend otherwise. So Here Mark, why dont you hold onto this, there are bigger things in these waters."
She lays the belt across his lap, he begins to regain his composure, his eyes roll for a few moments before meeting with hers. Behind her, emerges someone else, a man, standing about 6 feet tall, skinny build, he too wears a black bandana and hooded sweat shirt.
"What do you want to do with him Zoey?"
"Leave Him, let the wolves have him."
"Your lucky my friend... In Detroit... things would be different."
"You Spend alot of time talking Mark, and for all that you do I have to hand it to you, you do hold your own out there. But now theres a shark in the water, and I Need people to know that. So Pass it Along... Zoey Ryback is here."
The lights flicker momentarily, off and then back on, Mark finds himself alone.
Stay tuned for Part 2 for THE MAIN EVENT!
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