Apollo Theater
Harlem, New York



Match #1
Luca Arzegotti vs. Lucius "The Lucious" Lovely
Water Hose Match


DING! DING! DING!

Steve Sayors: And we are ready to start our night off with the first match of the evening; a standard match between Luca Arzegotti and Lucius "The Lucious" Lovely. The loser gets doused with a hose at the end of the match! How exciting, am I right Rick?

Rick Astley: I’m sorry, you said hose and doused, so I just blacked out for my protection.

Steve: What do you-oh, the match is underway!

Luca and Triple L lock up in the middle of the ring. Each man is fighting for dominance as they pull and shove in the hold. Being the strongest and largest of the two, Luca gets control and shoots Triple L into a neutral corner before running with a dropkick to the chest of Triple L that makes the Bisexual fall to his knees and then onto his stomach.

Luca smiles to himself and grabs Triple L by the hair before giving him a sniff knee to his face and then lifting him up and delivering a smooth DDT that lands Triple L right on his face.

Steve: OUCH. This Luca guy is completely dominating Lucius.

Rick: The guy is making it look easy.

Luca picks up Triple L and lifts him into the air before tossing hi to the other side of rings before charging with a Baseball slide that gets the smaller man in the face once again.

Rick: His face is going to be messed up.

Luca rises and grabs Triple L by the hair, lifting the smaller man up and revealing a broken nose. For good measure and for ****s and giggles, Luca elbows him in it before throwing the slender man back to the ground to execute a standing 450 splash!

Steve: And there’s the Red Scare!

Rick: Nice.

Luca rises to his feet almost comfortable as he takes his time to lift Triple L back up. He lets him go and watches the smaller man wobble as he tries to stay in his feet. Luca smirks and delivers a fierce back hand!

Steve: How disrespectful!

Luca’s smirk becomes a grin as he looks to the edge of the ring where his manager-his sexy ass manager- Victoria Serapin is shown clapping and getting the crowd wild up for Luca’s next move. He comes forward and grabs Triple L before bringing him and spinning him in the air and landing a Media Occupation on the man! (Ect. Omega Driver)

Steve: That was vicious!

Luca reaches his feet and looks down at the body and bloodied face of Triple L before cracking another smirk upon his nearly flawless face. He leisurely stretches and puts his boot on the fallen body of Triple L.


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THREE!


WINNER:LUCA ARZEGOTTI

Luca makes his way out of the ring with a smile on his face as the officers standing by unleash water hoses on the motionless body of Triple L while the screen fades out.

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Match #2
The Crimson Dong vs. Nio
Underground Railroad Match

The Scene opens to DONG going to get a ticket to ride in the subway in Harlem. After DONG gotten his ticket to go through the guarded door, he gets near the steps to the trains until NIO pop’s out of nowhere and smacks DONG on the back of his head with a baseball bat.

As DONG was rolling down the stairs in pain, he landed near where the trains were while he was on the ground holding his head. NIO just keeps on smacking DONG with his baseball bat and NIO drops the bat and tries to get him off the floor with the riders looking at them.

One of the riders decided to distract NIO by jumping on his back like a monkey giving DONG enough time to regain strength. After one of the police people grabbed the rider who was on NIO’s back; Dong mange’s to spear NIO through a train station sign.

The riders were in shock and gathered around Nio and Dong. Dong slowly gets to his feet and grabs a tire iron from one of the rider’s. Dong turns around and gets Big Booted form NIO, Nio grabs Dong by the head and drags him near a steel post of the subway. Dong was in dream zone as Nio was stomping the daylights out of him.

The Riders in a booing frenzy on Nio, but he ignores what they say about him. Nio grabs Dong into his feet and hits a Sidewalk Slam; Nio was getting ready to pull of his unpredictable Sharpshooter. Nio hits the Sharpshooter on Dong while the riders were telling Dong to give up.

After 25 minutes of pain, Dong gives up and passes out on the fility train station floor as Nio posed to the train station riders.

WINNER: NIO

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Match #3
Neptune vs. Sebastian Duke
MLK Parade Match

The night sky is clear in Harlem as the sounds of trumpets and drums approach the location where the camera is rolling. In the middle of the street, stands Randall Cross with a card in his hand and a smirk on his face. Though, his demeanor seems serious as he gets ready to address the two competitors on the sidewalks to his left and right.

On the right side of the street, stand Neptune on the sidewalk while across from him on the other side, stands Sebastian Duke. Neptune seems completely comfortable as he stands on his side, while the Duke’s demeanor is more serious as he crosses his arms across his chest.

Randall begins to speak.

Randall: Okay, playas, this match is a special match where you have to fight WITHIN the MLK Parade, which should be arriving soon. You have to follow the parade and not leave the parade. If any of you are thrown out of the parade by your opponent or an outside force, you lose. So basically, stay in the parade and stay off of the sidewalk and you’ll win.

The parade becomes visible and approaches Randall as he smiles at it. He motions for the two men to come forward into the street and they do; one step at a time as the horns and trumpet get louder.

Randall: I’m gonna be watching and calling for the winner playas. Make this good and enjoy yourself.

And with that, the parade comes and engulfs all three of them in the music and marches.

It takes a while for the cameras to find a focus, but when they find one, boy do they find one.

The cameras focus in on Randall Cross! He is climbing a float that is decorated with various Vegas signs and colors. In the middle, there is a chair that resembles a throne. The emperor of Madness sits upon this throne and gets comfortable as two women who are on deck, drapes king’s robes upon his shoulders and place a crown on his head. He seems disinterested by the women, however, and searches through the crowd before his ears catch sounds of a slight scream from one of the female band members. Randall’s face of focus breaks as a smirk splits. He picks up a kings scepter, that was placed beside him, before pointing it in the direction of the commotion; finally giving the cameras a true focus.

The match.

The cameras finally catch Duke and Neptune mid-punch with Duke landing a haymaker to the face of Neptune, who stumbles back and hits a drummer; falling and taking the slightly overweight man down with him. Several band members stop, but then continue as a crowd begins to form on the sidewalks for the show. Duke smiles darkly as Neptune stirs while the fat man begins to curse and ask questions. The Dukester walks forward and leans down; trying to lift Neptune to his feet, but before he could grab a hold, Neptune takes a drum and slams Duke over the side of the head as the larger man leans down. Duke recoils, but doesn’t fall-though, he did give enough time during his recovery for Neptune to stands up and keep up with the parade as he charged; bringing both men forward as he executed a running bulldog on Duke.

Duke goes down and his face hits the concrete with an almost audible crash. The band members seem to be getting annoyed and, as if right on cue, security comes within the parade.

Randall laughs and you can hear it.

The security guards grab Neptune before he could capitalize on the downed Duke! Neptune is obviously upset at this and tries to explain himself; pointing to the laughing Randall as he does, only making the young Casino owner laugh louder. As Neptune is visibly getting stressed, Duke has risen and quickly grabs a trumpet from a member before hitting Neptune in the head with the instrument. He grabs him fast and tries to throw him to the sidewalk before he hit the ground, but security stops him and throw hi to the ground!

Randall’s laughs get louder as he float begins to actually catch up; showing as a warning that the parade was beginning to catch up and was close to leaving them. Blood begins to drip from Neptune’s head, but he stands to his feet as Randall’s voice reaches his ears in surprise at his wound.

“Oh ****!”

Neptune, despite his pain and blood, rolls his eyes at the young man’s exclamation. Who the hell gave him a show?

It doesn’t matter, because he seems to like a bit of madness as he runs and kicks Duke in the head as the security guards hold him to the ground. Duke takes the hit and growls as he lifts his head slightly to show the gravel scrapes that drip red liquid and decorate his pale face. The security suddenly grabs Neptune, but he wrestles out of their grip and grabs the nearest trombone before hurling it at the-about-four men. They move out the way and let go of Duke. The Dukster rises up and charges before hitting Neptune with a deadly spear!

“Oh ****!”

Though he is wrestling out of a grip and recovering for the impact, Neptune rolls his eyes at Randall’s reaction. Despite his annoyance, it is Duke who calls out to Randall.

Duke: Shut up. NOW!

Randall suddenly stops laughing and frowns; knitting his eyebrows in anger, he stands up from his throne.

Duke and Neptune doesn’t notice, but it seems as if the Madness GM is measuring for something…

The it happens, almost as if it was poetry in motion.

Neptune pushes Duke and Randall flies with the Russian Roulette! He hits Duke and both of them go flying out of the parade! Duke is out!

WINNNER: NEPTUNE

Randall gets up quickly before kicking the Duke.

Randall: Don’t you EVER tell me to shut up. Got it?

Randall dusts himself off before walking away, just in time to bump into Neptune, who looks confused. Randall stops and looks at him for a moment before shrugging and walking away.

Randall: You owe me one playa.

As Randall walks off while the police arrive onto the scene, the outlook fades to black.



Match #4
Mark Flynn © vs. Michael James vs. Neonero
Triple Threat Cage Match
Black mob on the outside

The cage lowers down to the ring as a mob of ten or so black males make their down to ringside. They are the group of black men assigned to riot on the outside of the ring.

Cameras suddenly fix on center stage, as a series of teal and cyan pyro blasts go off, and 'Get Your Body Beat' by Combichrist comes into life. With every bass beat the lights strobe different shades of white, grey, teal, cyan. Eventually as the vocals hit Neonero emerges from the curtain, walking carefree to the ring, inanely messing with fans along the way.

“From Busan, Korea. Weighing 200 pounds, he is “The Cyaneyed Assassin” Neonero!

Neonero holds up the European Title that he stole high into the air.


The lights in the arena cut to black. A thick and steady drum beat echoes throughout the building as a mixture of red lights and smoke appear near the entrance. The house lights come on as the opening chords to “Dangan” blast throughout the arena. From behind the smoke we gain sight of Michael James as he takes a few steps forward. He takes a drag from the cigarette in his mouth and looks towards the audience with a sneer of disgust. James begins to make his way towards the ring as the fans toss garbage in his direction, cursing and jeering him as James just smiles and continues to walk towards the ringside area.

From Fujisawa, Japan. Weighing 275 pounds, he is “The Personification of Perfection” Michael James!

“And finally…”

Mark Flynn comes out in an overblown robe. No expression, no eye contact with opponent, eyes open when the bell rings

From Battle Creek, Michigan. Weighing 210 pounds. He is the XWF European Champion. He is “King of the Midcarders” Mark Flynn!

The bell sounds, and it’s Neonero who immediately goes to work on Michael James. Neonero blasts James with a fury of punches to the face while James tries to defend against the onslaught. Mark Flynn is taken back as he watches Neonero go to work on James.

Neonero puts James into the ropes, and catches him with a thunderous pele kick! He mounts over James and throws down some strikes. Meanwhile, Mark Flynn stands in the corner with a smile on his face as he watches Neonero beat James down like a maniac.

Neonero picks up James, and backs him into the corner. He throws some chops down into the chest, and then follows up with a STF.

Just then Mark Flynn rushes in for some kind of move, but hits the brakes as Neonero turns towards him. After a brief hesitation, both men begin swinging at each other. Fists fly into the side of both of their heads as they endure each other’s offense. Mark Flynn throws in a knee lift to knock the wind out of Neonero.

Flynn then gives him an Argentine Backbreaker. He then goes to work on the mat with Neonero…

Flynn continued to work over the back of Neonero, dissecting him in the center of the ring. Michael James spent most of the time regaining his strength as he searched for an opening.

Neonero came back moments later with a Tornado DDT attempt, but Flynn reversed it into an inside cradle.

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Kick out by Neonero.

Flynn takes Neonero by the head and tried to throw him into the cage wall, but Neonero reversed it by throwing him into instead.

Neonero and Flynn continue to go back and forth with some brawling. James interrupts the exchange with a double clothesline that knocks both of them into the cage wall. James then gives Neonero a german suplex, and sidewalk slam to Flynn. James quickly picks up Neonero for his next move. He throws him up, and drops him with a powerbomb onto the chest of Mark Flynn! That will surely take both men out of the game for a while.

Michael James goes to the other side of the ring where he begins to ascend the cage. The group of black men on the outside make it a rough climb as they shake the steel panel.

It doesn’t take long before MICHAEL JAMES is at the top of the cage! Flynn and Neonero recover, and turn to see James on his way to climbing out for the win. They both run after James, and catch him as he places both legs to the other side. James could drop down if he wanted to, but he can’t with that group of black men on the outside pounding their fists.

The group of black men on the outside shake the cage in a threatening manner.

Flynn and Neonero take one shoulder each of James as they prepare for some kind of big move off the cage.

Randall Cross pleads with Flynn and Neonero not to do what we think they’re about to do.

Flynn and Neonero ignore Cross as they take James off the top of the cage with a super double back suplex!! Holy shit! James has to be dead after that one!

Randall bounced off the canvas as he watched Neonero and Flynn deliver that double suplex on James off the top of the cage.

The black men on the outside grow angrier as they shake the cage wall violently. That wall can’t take much more.

Just over a minute passes when Neonero and Flynn are able to recover.

Flynn gives Neonero an eyerake, followed by a DDT. He covers him, and Randall makes the count…

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Kick out by Neonero!

Flynn pushes Neonero aside as he focuses more on Michael James now. He throws James into the ropes and catches him with an atomic drop. Flynn follows up with a stomp to the face before he makes his way up the side of the cage for an escape attempt.

Flynn manages to make it up to the top while Neonero and Michael James recover at the same time.

But the angry black men on the outside of the cage are relentless. Flynn wants to hop down and win it, but the mob is preventing him from doing so.

At that moment, Michael James pulls Flynn off the top of the cage by his ankle. He then locks in the fish hook! Michael James with the fish hook on Flynn.

Michael James locks in the fish hook at the same time Neonero locks in the Shining Triangle on Mark Flynn. Flynn is in a world of pain right now as the two submission holds are locked in.

Flynn screams as the cage starts to come apart from people rioting on the outside tearing it apart piece by piece.

Flynn can't stand it!

Michael James cannot bear to hold himself up any longer after that intense fall he took from the top of the cage earlier. He lets go of Flynn as pain sets in and holds his back. Neonero locks the triangle on even tighter.

HE TAPS! Flynn taps! Flynn taps! I can’t believe he tapped out.

WINNER, and new European Champion: NEONERO


The time keeper hands the XWF European Championship to Randall Cross from outside of the ring. He holds up the title and looks into the face plate with an indecisive glare. Before he can hand it off to the new champion, Mark Flynn grabs Randall from behind and drops him with the Logical Conclusion. He stands back up and picks up the European Championship and drapes it over his shoulder. Now back on his feet, Neonero spins him around and Flynn blasts him in the face with the championship knocking him out of the ring. Flynn towers above Randall and begins to yell in his face while smacking the face plate on the title. Flynn turns towards the audience and holds up the European Championship. A few seconds into his celebration, James rolls back into the ring. He calls out to Flynn and the two have a brief discussion. They look down at Cross and both men begin stomping on him from both sides. A few seconds into the attack, Flynn turns away from the double team assault to work the crowd once more. Before Mark Flynn can turn back around…


SMACK!


He gets leveled with an Osaka Spike Kick to the face by Michael James! He staggers towards the other side of the ring…


CRACK!


Neonero drops Flynn by smashing a large fluorescent light tube directly into his face. A cloud of gas from the broken tube fills the ringside area while Flynn lies motionless in the middle of the ring. After Neonero receives a huge “HOLY SHIT!” pop from the audience Michael James reaches down easily takes the XWF European Championship from Flynn’s lifeless grip. He calls out to Neonero in some sort of foreign language. Michael James tosses the European Championship to Neonero. While the new champion begins to celebrate his victory, James helps Randall Cross make it back to his feet. A few seconds after Neonero’s music is heard on the sound system, Randall calls out to the time keeper for a microphone.


Randall Cross: Cut that shit! Cut it! Cut the music!


The music cuts out and Randall casually approaches Mark Flynn. He looks down at the beaten and bloodied former champion.


Randall Cross: I’m out to get all of mine Flynn. You’re not worthy of wearing my European Championship. And now since Neonero is starting his GG NORE tour; you can never get a rematch.


After Randall motions to both men, James and Neonero drag Mark to his feet. They hold up his lifeless body and reveal his bloody crimson mask to the audience. Randall lands a winding hook into Flynn’s jaw causing blood from his mouth to fling onto the canvas. Cross back up a few feet and winds up his arm. He lunges at Flynn and knocks him back by slamming the microphone into his head causing a loud “BOOM!” sound to echo throughout the arena. Neonero calls out to Cross and they change positions. Neonero removes the European Championship from his shoulder and grips the face plate. He charges at Flynn and drops him by slamming the title into his forehead. Neonero holds up the championship to reveal a large spot of Flynn’s blood on the face plate. The arena begins to deafen due to the amount of negative energy coming from the audience. Randall Cross, Michael James and Neonero all stand in the center of the ring sulking in the negativity.


Randall Cross: Can you believe that, playas? Haha!


Michael James walks towards the edge of the ring and calls out towards the crowd in Japanese. From individual spots in the audience, several different Japanese men dressed in black clothing and dark sunglasses jump the ringside barrier. Two of the men approach the ring steps and lift them up to reveal them to be nothing more than a hollow plastic cover made to look identical to steel. They toss the steps aside and reveal an assortment of items. They toss a large box of fluorescent light tubes into the ring. James begins to pummel Mark Flynn with repeated punches to the head while Neonero opens the box. Neonero places five of the fluorescent light tubes on the canvas. They drag him to his feet and hold up Flynn’s lifeless body for Cross once again. Now armed with a tube in each hand, he shatters both of them across Flynn’s head causing a loud “POP!” sound to echo throughout the ringside area. With smoke from the glass filling the air, James and Neonero lift Flynn up in a press position. They drop him on top of the tubes at full force causing all five of smash underneath his body. The audience pops with another “HOLY SHIT!” chant while smoke and gas from the broken glass begins to spread towards the audience.

The show goes silent as James and Neonero stand over a beaten Mark Flynn.