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TOO DAMN SEXY vs HOMETOWN HEROES
-Shot cuts to Maxwell Fabian who is running the ropes and comes to a halt in the center of the ring, he wipes his face with the sleeve of his shirts and stares into the camera.-
Maxwell Fabian: El Pablo you better watch your back, that Underground Title would look real good around my waist!
Masters: Oh lord, just what we need, this goof walking around with gold…
Daniels: Could be worse, YOU could try and win it…
Maxwell Fabian: Our next contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, being accompanied to the ring by the lovely Ruthann, both from Brooklyn, NY… at a total combine weigh of 460lbs… MARK JACKSON… JUN YAO….THE HOMETOWN HEROES!!!!!!
-Knockout by GD and T.O.P hits and the fans come to their feet as Ruthann comes out first and is followed by Jun and Mark Jackson…-
Daniels: The Hometown Heroes set for tag team action and rumors have been heavy that there is a small riff between Mark Jackson and Ruthann over her not wanting him to go after the Underground Championship due to her friendship with El Pablo…
Masters: Well she needs to learn to check her friendship at the door, gold rules…
Daniels: Well interestingly enough her guys are taking on El Pablo’s running mates tonight…
Maxwell Fabian: And their opponents, weighing in at a combine weight of 445lbs… ''CELINE DION'S FAVORITE WRESTLER'' BRAIN BLAZE… ‘THE KRYPTONITE' JACE CHAMPION…TOO DAMN SEXY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-‘Sexy Results’ by Death From Above 1979 blasts and the fans continue to go nuts as Brian Blaze and Jace Champion walk out through the screen doors onto the stage and play it up for the EWA fans.-
Daniels: Too Damn Sexy are always a hit with the EWA fans…
Masters: Which doesn’t speak well for our fans…
Daniels: What do you mean by that…
Masters: I mean these guys are more worried about getting laid than winning matches…
Daniels: Wells it been my experience that with wins comes the ladies, so really it goes hand in hand…
Masters: Funny I’m talking about getting laid and you bring up hands, guess we know how you spent you Friday night…
Daniels: Really….really!!!!
Masters: Hey I call them like a see them and your luck right there seems to be your Friday night ‘Handyman''
Daniels: Enough of this lets go to the ring…
Masters: Way to change the subject…. well actually no, i know you have a crush on Brian Blaze, don't deny it, everyone needs their fodder for their alone time
Daniels: Oh shut up
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Daniels: Well it looks like it’s going to be Brian Blaze and Mark Jackson starting things off and look at this display of sportsmanship…Brian Blaze extends a hand towards Mark Jackson…
Masters: Jackson not sure as he looks at Brian and then back towards his corner…
Daniels: Ruthann is telling him to shake his hand, but Mark looks unsure…
Masters: Don’t do it, smack him in the face Mark!!!
Daniels: Ruthann is now yelling at him to shake Brian Blaze’s hand and slowly he lifts his hand…
Masters: Guess we know who wears the pants in that marriage…
Daniels: Mark reaches out his hand AND BLAZE PULLS IT AWAY AND BRUSHES BACK HIS HAIR AS HE AND JACE BOTH CRACK UP LAUGHING!!!!
Masters: Look at Mark, he’s pissed!!!
Daniels: Brian turns back around saying he’s kidding BUT EATS A BOOT TO THE FACE…
Masters: You don’t piss off the big man…
Daniels: Jackson drops and huge clubbing forearms to the head and face of Brian Blaze…
Masters: Guess he will not make that mistake again…
Daniels: Mark rips Blaze to his feet and sends him flying into the corner and follows him with a hard running elbow to the face…
Masters: Brian Blaze is in real trouble here…
Daniels: Jackson tags Jun Yao who jumps into the ring and goes right to work with kicks to the down Brian Blaze…
Masters: Those are lighting quick, Jun is a real threat for that International Title at some point…
Daniels: Jun backs away and is now telling Blaze to get up…he’s setting something up…
Masters: He’s making a huge mistake…attack…get him…
Daniels: Jun is ready and waiting and Brian Blaze is using the ropes to get to his feet…Jun ready to pounce…
Masters: He’s making a mistake letting Brian Blaze getting to his feet…
Daniels: Brian Blaze back up and turns and looks towards Jun who runs towards the ropes jumps to the middle rope and THEN TO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE AND COMES OFF WITH A KICK TO THE FACE OF BRIAN BLAZE!!!!!!!
Masters: I have never seen that inside a ring…
Daniels: Jun quickly goes for the cover….
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Daniels: Jace Champion makes the diving save and here comes Mark Jackson…
Masters: Brian Blaze rolls to the outside to try and regroup but Jun is up and what is he going to do next…
Daniels: Jun to the top rope…MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE AND ONTO BRAIN BLAZE!!!!
Masters: Bloody hell, he’s just destroyed Brian Blaze…
Daniels: And inside the ring Mark Jackson has backed Jace Champion into the corner with rights and lefts, he grabs his arm and whips him to the far corner and comes in after him with a huge splash but Jace rolls out of the way and nobody home…
Masters: The ref is losing control over this match…
Daniels: Jace grabs Mark Jackson and ‘Heroplex’!!!
Masters: Shame neither of these men are the legal men…
Daniels: I don’t think it really matters right now…
Masters: Jace on the offense…wait that the bloody hell is that? Is that the same music from earlier that got Mountain Man riled up?
Daniels: It is!
???????????????? Blares through the speakers for the second time, but the screen doesn't open, instead two figures jump out from the crowd
Daniels: THAT'S MOUNTAIN MAN AND... IS THAT.... DENNIS CLAYTON???
Masters: IT IS! We haven't seen him in months since he was injured
Masters: Mountain Man has a chair in that huge hand of his…
Daniels: And these fans are reigning down boos
Daniels: Jace to the far ropes AND NEWSOME SMASHES THAT CHAIR INTO THE BACK OF JACE CHAMPION!!!!
Masters: Look at Mark Jackson, he doesn’t know what to think…
Daniels: He grabs Jace and pulls him up…
Masters: Clayton and Mountain Man are just watching and smiling…
Daniels: Jackson with a powerbomb on Jace and Jun is up to the top rope, Mark Jackson walks in this direction…Jun onto his shoulders and jumps…..SHOWTIME!!!!!!
Masters: This is all over but the counting….
Daniels: Jun covers as Mark Jackson watches the two interruting men on the outside…
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Daniels: The Hometown Heroes win here tonight and here come Clayton and Newsome are climbing into the ring and Ruthann is telling her guys to get out.... which they do, walking back up the ramp
Maxwell Fabian: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH….THE HOMETOWN HEROS!!!!!
- Clayton rips the mic out of the hands of Maxwell…-
Clayton: That will do announcer man, leave my ring now…
Daniels: What is this, he’s doing his job…
Masters: Yeah but Maxwell takes one look at Mountain Man and bails…
Daniels: Dennis points at Jace and Newsome scopes him up as Clayton makes her way to the ropes, Mountain Man sets up right over that chair that he still had in his hands…puts Jace up on his shoulders…Clayton off the top rope with a huge elbow just as Newsome hits a death Valley Driver on Jace right onto that chair... and Clayton landes on Jaces chest HARD with that elbow, simultaniously driving Champions spine further into that chair...
Masters: That was awesome! Brian Blaze is trying to get into the ring but Newsome sees him and grabs him…
Daniels: Clayton back up to the ropes as Mountain Man lifts Blaze up into a reverse tombstone position, Clayton comes off the top rope…SPIKE PILEDRIVER!!!!
Masters: Clayton and Mountain Man have just taken out half of Too Damn Sexy!
Daniels: And El Pablo and Eli Sweeney are getting ready for their match, they can't even be aware this is going on. Mountain Man grabs Blaze up again, it looks like they aren't through yet, this is too much
The fans explode as the Hometown Heroes rush back out to the ring
Daniels: Looks like these guys won't sit back and watch this happpen. Even if they were opponents tonight of the two being beaten up
Masters: Damn, just as it was getting good
Daniels: Sick...
Jackson and Yao hit the ring and Newsome drops Blaze, rolling him with his feet to the outside. Clayton rolls to the outside, grabbing Chamions leg and dragging him out. Mountain Man grabs up the chair at his feet as the Hometown Heroes look on, squaring up to the big man. Clayton rolls back in... with the ringbell in hand, and stands beside his new tag team partner
Daniels: If the hometown heroes aren't careful they could end up like Blaze and Champion
Clayton looks to Yao, bringing back the ring bell and egging him on. Yao loooks at Jackson and they nod, both running in at the same time.
Masters: Clayton and Newsome swing...
Daniels: Jun and Jackson duck underneath...
Masters: But BOTH Newsome and Clayton scout it and keep the swing going, turning and scoring hits on the Hometown Heroes. They are down
Jun starts to bleed from the bell shot and Jackson looks up, a slightly confused look on their face
Masters: What a return for Dennis Clayton, and THIS is the Mountain Man we've been waiting to see
Daniels: This is despicable, not content with taking out Blaze and Jace they are now looking to punish the Hometown Heroes
Mountain Man picks up Jackson and directs Dennis to run to the ropes as he drapes Jacksons spine over a bended knee...
Daniels: BUT CLAYTON GETS PULLED FROM THE RING!
Masters: Who the hell are they?
A man and Woman stand outside Clayton down between them, they ick him up and head towards the announce table
Masters: No, leave our table alone, it's actually survived most of the night tonight... and leave Dennis alone, this has nothing to do with you
Daniels: I'm being informed that these two are known as ''The Wreckers'', a new sign by Frankie Manning
Masters: Well then it was a mistake
Mountain Man, realising what has happened, drops Jackson and heads to the outside, he approaches the hugely built man and turns him as he is trying to drape Dennins over the table
Daniels: Hard rights to the Wrecker, who i am told is named Akeem, Akeem gets a forearm up to block as.... what... okay... Katterina goes behing Newsome... low blow
The fans erupt as this new team take down Newsome, stopping their attack
Daniels: Newsome is down, holding himself as Jun and Jackson, back to their feet, look on from the inside, not sure how to react to the new team that just made the save
Masters: These Wreckers are idiots, they went for the wrong team, and now they are putting Mountain Man on top of Clayton on the table right in front of us... okay, Katterina is it? Whatever, is heading to the top turnbuckle... time to move Daniels, you stay if you want
The commentators move out of the way, just as Katterina is about to come flying off she is distracted by AC/DC loudly blasting over the speaker
Masters: I think htis is the first time i've been hay to see Manning
Daniels: Looks like this madness stops now
The scren splits and Frankie Manning steps onto the stage to a huge ovation
Manning: Okay... that's enough... i've definetly seen enough of this madness, you will not grind my show to a halt
Katterina steps down from the turnbuckle and Akeem rolls inside the ring, Thw Wreckers and The Hometown Heroes look up to the stage
Manning: I appreciate all four of you coming out here due to the acitons of Mountain Man and Dennis Clayton
A boo rings out over the Colosseum
Manning: But i want to save any more injuries, there's been too many tonight. I've lost an up and coming interviewer for god knows how long, i've lost my International Champion and It looks like i might have lost Brian Blaze and Jace Champion. I will NOT lose any more, like them or loathe them, i don't need my roster watered down any more just when i have worked hard to bring it up
All four in the ring slightly nod, understanding whrre Manning is coming from
Manning: Tonight the EWA faithful has met most of the new roster, but not all. Well i'm going to take the time right now to mark some of them off...Natalie Burrows, Nick Alexander, Ruthless Agression, La Diva Gaga, Cassandra Avery, Weezle, Jason Xavier. The reason i single these newstarts out is because i've decided that these people i named will be in Retaliation's opening bout as the face off in a battle royal. That's not all though, the winner will win a contract guarenteeing them a shit at the International title for whenever they choose!
A huge roar of approval meets this
Manning: Back to the situation at hand though, Dennis Clayton...
By now Dennis and Mountain Man are standing on the outside, recovering from the Wreckers assault
Manning:... and Mountain Man... or should I call you the '''Sons Of Ohio''? You did something to me that i don't like. You went over my head, and i'm not happy
The camera frames in on Dennis who has a smirk on his face
Manning: That's right folks, Dennis brought it upon himself to go straight to K.C Kash on his return and shoot a scenario at him, he managed to convince Kash that it would be in EWAs best interests if Sons of Ohio got a shot at the yet unveiled Tag Team Championships
A huge boo erupts from the crowd
Manning: It may have happened once, but i promise you, things are in motion to make sure NOONE goes over my head again. Be that as it may i must honor Kash's decision. So at Retaliation i have been told that Sons Of Ohio will meet the Hometown Heroes for the Tag Team Belts
Newsome and Clayton high five, celebrating their plan working out
Manning: But wait... did you really think that was all? See S.O.O, you might think you're smart, but I'm still the G.M here. I was told who would compete, but i wasn't told that i couldn't ADD to the match
Clayton looks up, perplexed
Manning: So, for everyone's enjoyment, ESPECIALLY mine, It will be Sons Of Ohio taking on The HomeTowm Heroes taking on... THE WRECKERS
Daniels: WOW, listen to this crowd, and look at the Wreckers in the ring, first time out and they get a championship shot, that doesn't happen every day.
The Wreckers celebrate in the ring, suddenly apprhension grabs them as they realise they are sharing the ring with two opponents for the title. Jun and Jackson just look on, seemingly satisfied with the decision. Clayton and Mountain Man on the outside are showing their dissaproval at the annoncement
Mannnng: Looks like you're not in for suck a good time at the Pay Per View... ah well, can't say the same for me. Now if you will excuse me i have to phone a man about an IN title defense, more on that later
The fans cheer as the screen splits, Manning steps through the doorway and the camera, as before with Ryan Shane, follows him to the back. Manning takes a phone from the inside of his leather coat and dials a number. Afte ra few seconds he speaks
Manning: Is that... okay, how long do you think it'll be until you arrive here?......... Ten minutes?.... great. How's Buck..... uh huh, yeah i'll go along later
as Manning talks he walks to the offices that are close to the back of the stage. He walks into his room and stops dead at the sight before him
Manning: I have to go..... i'll see you in ten minutes
Manning slowly closes his phone as he starts walking slowly around his table, never breaking eye contact with Xavier Reid, sitting in the chair opposite Frankie's, his feet on the table, legs crossed
Xavier Reid: Is this a bad time?
-Manning keeps his stare in place with Reid as he sits at his own leather chair opposite, Xavier has the INternational Championship draped over his legs
Frankie Manning: You realise Buck Evans is at the hospital?
-Xavier takes the title and tosses it on Manning’s desk.-
Xavier Reid: Oh yeah, this is yours, I think you might need a new International Champion.
Manning: How dare you do that to one of my Champions
Xavier Reid: come on Frankie, I did you a favor, in two straight weeks I have cut some of the dead weight from your roster, you couldn’t have Buck Evans representing the International community, it was insulting.
Frankie Manning: You had no right
Xavier Reid: He kept calling me BOY! He was asking for that beating, people like him think they are so tough because they are big, he needed to be taught a lesson, and he’ll be a better man for it.
Frankie Manning: You broke his ankle in three spots, broke his ribs and he has several face laceration, he’s being wheeled into surgery as we speak and he’s booked at the Pay Per View against Alexander Slate for this belt.
Xavier Reid: Here’s an idea, book me in that match.
Frankie Manning: You think I’m going to reward you for this, you think I’m just going to hand you a contract and book you in this match, YOU CREATED THIS MESS!
Xavier Reid: Are you blaming me?
Frankie Manning: YES I’M BLAMING YOU, HOW THE HELL DID YOU EVEN GET IN THE ARENA TONIGHT?
Xavier Reid: Simple the old lady that works in your office, I came with her granddaughter and some of her friends, she gave us these.
-Xavier Reid pulls out a EWA Pass from under his shirt.-
Xavier Reid: I’m a guest of the EWA, funny right.
Frankie Manning: Hilarious, I got put in a tight spot thanks to you and you are making jokes, I have people to answer to, lucky for me I got a break
Xavier:: Really?
Manning: Yes, really, one that's on their over right now. But that doesn't concern you, what i'm concerned about is the Board of Directors and how i'm going to explain this mess, luckily i have someone to blame
Xavier Reid: Yes you do.
Frankie Manning: I’M BLAMING YOU XAVIER!
Xavier Reid: Me? this isn’t my fault Manning.
Frankie Manning: Really, then whose fault is it Xavier? Are you telling me Buck is to blame?
Xavier Reid: Buck was just at the wrong place at the wrong time, his mouth got him in trouble but this is all one man’s fault.
-Xavier sits up close the desk and point at Manning.-
Xavier Reid: YOURS!
Frankie Manning: Mine, my fault, this is my fault?
Xavier Reid: The way I see it if you were not such a dick last week and hadn’t torn up my contract that you promised me and just signed me none of this would have happened, you sat there in that very seat and told me to come here last week, that a contract would be waiting for me.
Frankie Manning: I called you, left you messages, I told you not to come, I had second thought about it Xavier, we don’t want you on this roster, I DON’T WANT YOU ON THIS ROSTER!
Xavier Reid: Well that’s just too damn bad, you made a deal Manning, you sat there and made a deal with me, this is what happens when you go back on a deal.
Frankie Manning: Well enjoy tonight because it will be the last time you get in the Colosseum.
Xavier Reid: Well you might want to rethink that statement Frankie.
Frankie Manning: I don’t think so Xavier, we are done here, get out!
-Xavier just smiles and sits back in the chair.-
Xavier Reid: Not so fast Manning, I was at my lawyers this morning, you see last week I came prepared with that legal document, you made the Free For All match open to everyone, EVERYONE and that little piece of paper allowed me to compete in that match but without a contract, now if I would have been hurt I would have been screwed because you guys would have picked up the bill would you Manning?
Frankie Manning: Hell no we wouldn’t have.
Xavier Reid: I figured, so that’s why I went to talk to my lawyer this morning, you see I competed last week without a contract, I never signed anything, I put myself at risk that night AND SO DID YOU!
Frankie Manning: How did I put myself at risk?
Xavier Reid: I never signed anything allowing you guys to use my name, image or to show me on TV, now I know, there is nothing I can do about last week’s Shatter Point, it was on live TV, but two weeks ago you announced a deal with a nationally televised channel, there are a lot of perks with something like that. Merchandise distribution is a big part of a deal like that, now I’m not worried about my T-Shirts, they sell well on my web site but I know how this business works Manning. Your bosses have plans Manning, sure they are never going to put Shatter Point on DVD’s but there is going to come a time where they are going to want to do a DVD about The Underground Title, a sort of history of, now how’s that going to work when they can’t show the first ever Underground match on that DVD, sure you could have edited me out but Manning I was the first ever EWA Underground Champion, you can’t erase that, you can’t edit that, and then I went on to beat JA Sawyer and become a two time Underground Champion and then I was on the receiving end of one the craziest spots seen in some times, your bosses are going to want to show that clip over and over again, how do you think they are going to take it Manning when you have to go to them hat in hand and tell them you never got me to sign over the rights to show Xavier Reid, not on a DVD, not on a highlight on Shatter Point, NOTHING!
-Xavier smiles as Frankie Manning just looks on, his poker face starting to crack.-
Xavier Reid: Showing me on anything would set the EWA up to be sued, by yours truly. This is for you.
-Xavier pulls out a document.-
Xavier Reid: it’s from my lawyer stating what I already told you Manning, if I walk out of here right now I walk out with everything your bosses are ever going to want, there will be no DVD’s, no highlights, hell that clip is a hit on YouTube and the EWA will never be able to show that clip on there shows, how do you think your bosses are going to react to that, react to you failing to do your job Manning, I swear Manning if I walk out that door I’m not coming back in, I will deal with your replacement.
Manning looks over the document Xavier passed. A few moment of silence is finally broken when Manning looks up from the paper and starts to speak
Manning: You done?
Xavier smiles and nods
Manning: Good, now here's a few things for you. YOu say that your merchandise sells well, i looked into it and it looks like your biggest market was Mexico... am i right?
Xaviers smile falters a little, but he nods
Manning: And didn't you PUBLICLY screw over some top Mexican promotions live on air in an interview to come here?..... Don't answer that, we both know you did. The way i see it your stock just dropped considerably, you put yourself out there, vulnerable, for a shot at fame in the big leagues, and now you NEED us.
Xavier: I don't need ANYONE
Manning: Sure... you are right about one thing though, this document is legally sound, you own your likeness, i don't have a leg to stand on
The confident smile on Xaviers face returns
Xavier: Damn straight
Manning: I concede i made an open challenge that week which made you legal to compete while retaining your legal rights. Then i refused you a contract, so you no longer are hnder the EWA umbrella
Xavier: You're just reitterating my points, what ar eyou getting at.... you know that's true
Manning without another word picks up his desk telephone and dials a short number
Manning: ...Hello... Police Please
Xavier: What the hell are you doing?
Manning puts a hand over the mouthpiece before responding
Manning: You just admitted it yourself Xavier, you weren't under contract tonight, you weren't under EWA's legal umbrella, which makes what you did tonight to Buck 1st degree assault, and i have it all on tape too, as well as tens, maybe hundreds of thousands of witnesses, wave to the cameras Reid
Xavier looks wildly at the camera man and back at Manning
Xavier: Hang up the damn phone, let's talk
Manning waits a few seconds before saying into the telephone
Manning: Hi... cani have a large pepperoni, stuffed crust?..... what?.... oh sorry, wrong number
Xavier: You expect them to believe you dialled 911 for a pizza?
Manning: Don't care, on to business. I think i've made my point here Reid, i hold all the cards... but i'm a fair man, i know you're a talent, i just refuse to work with you, after tonight it's no wonder why. But you do have something i want, and i'm not willing to risk that you'll go to jail just to screw me over, i could actually see you doing that. SO here's what i prupose. A trade off. Next week at retaliation you fight someone. You win you get a fulltime contract, you lose, i get those rights to your likeness for as long as your ass is around EWA
Reid looks down, obviously thrown by the new development
Xavier: Who do i have to face?
Manning: That's the fun part, i'm not telling you
Xavier: Damn it... you're on
Manning: I'l have a contract written up within an hour
BANG BANG BANG
Manning: Looks like my guest is here, if i were you Reid, i'd leave through the side door, you DON'T want to meet who's on the other side of that, especially with a match coming up
Manning smiles at Xavier as he gets up, scowling at Manning as he slips through the side door
Manning: Come in....
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Daniels: Wow, what a development, looks like Xavier got caught in his own game there
Masters: It's bull, he should already have a contract instead of jumping through these hoops
Daniels: You're right about one thing, he shouldn't be jumping through hoops, he should straight up be in jail, Manning is being lenient
Masters: Suck up
Daniels: Huh... well next tonight ladies and gentlemen we have the next xhapter in a feud that's been simmering for a while, El Pablo, the Underground Champion, and Marcellus Payne have been playing mind games and assaulting each other for a few months now, and tonight El Pablos fellow Too Damn Sexy member Eli Sweeney will take on Payne in what is sure to be a great match.
Masters: Well it would be if Sweeney was coming out here alone, but having Pablo come down with him is an unfair numbers game
Daniels: You really think Pablo would cheat?
Masters: He's the Underground Champion isn't he?
Daniels: So?.... anyway, what we really have to ask ourselves is will Eli and Pablo be fully focused here after what just happened to fellow stable members Jace Champion and Brian Blaze?
Masters: Or will they use that as the excuse why Eli will lose?
Daniels: That's not what i meant
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ELI SWEENEY W/ El Pablo vs MARCELLUS PAYNE
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FABIAN: Alright chicks and dawgs, it is now time for our penultimate contest of the evening!!!
The crowd pops hard at the announcer's enthusiastic.. announcement.. throwing a little extra vigour into the ether in anticipation of the specific EWA superstars set to make their appearance.
FABIAN: Are y'all ready for a lil more Damn SEXY action!?
The crowd pops once again, suggesting that they are indeed ready.
FABIAN: Have y'all got your voices tuned on key!?
Another pop, although there doesn't appear to be any real evidence of musical talent displayed.
FABIAN: Have y'all got your feathers fluffed and lookin' FOXY!?
The camera takes the opportunity to focus in on a few boa-wearing members of the audience as another huge cheer reverberates around the Colosseum.
FABIAN: Are y'all ready to indulge yourselves in a real FIVE STAR EXPERIENCE!?
Yet another, perhaps even bigger cheer, as the camera now focuses on a few younger fans sporting El Pablo masks.
FABIAN: And are y'all ready to open yourselves up and embrace the word of the LORD!?!?
Almost immediately, the cheers and excitement are transformed into jeers and disdain, as Max is forced to break into a laugh.
FABIAN: Yeah, I had a feeling that was gonna be the case... A'ight, well, get your TP and tomatoes at the ready folks and folkettes, because it's time to introduce.. the first competitor!!!
The lights go dim, and strobe lights begin to flicker over the stage as "Welcome To My Hood" by Rick Ross hits the soundsystem. After a few moments, smoke begins to billow out over the ramp, signalling the emergance of Marcellus Payne and Leonard Jenkins through the curtain, a chorus of boos raining down upon them from the rafters.
FABIAN: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... Hailing from Camden, New Jersey.. being accompanied to the ring by Leonard Jenkins... Weighing in at 215lbs... He goes by the name of "Black Jesus"... MMMAAARRRCCCEEELLLLLLUUUSSS PPPPPAAAAAYYYYYNNNNNEEEEE!!!!!
Payne and Jenkins dance their way down the ramp, the former sporting his trademark trenchcoat and surgical mask, the latter rocking his pimp suit and cane. They enter the ring, and dance around a little more before Payne motions for the lights to come back up. They do so with the music fading out at the same time, a few moments of silence following before the start-up of "Anti-Matter" by N*E*R*D, a huge pop ringing out that shakes the Colosseum to its very foundations.
FABIAN: AND HIS OPPONENT... Being accompanied by Cristal, and the EWA UNDERGROUND CHAMPION EL PABLO... From Redondo Beach, California.. weighing in at 210lbs.. he is EWA's one and only ROCK AND ROLL STARRRRR... EEELLLIII SSSSSWWWWWEEEEEEEEEENNNNNEEEEEYYYYY!!!!!
Neon lights begin to spiral around the arena, as Sweeney and his TDS associates step out through the curtain and onto the stage. All three, typically, are dressed to the most flamboyant of nines, all rose-tinted shades and rainbow-coloured feather boas, with El Pablo's UG Title belt wrapped around his waist.
DANIELS: And here they come! Quite possibly THE most colourful, flamboyant, all-round fun-loving members of professional wrestling's premiere colourful, flamboyant, all-round fun-loving stable!
MASTERS: Eurgh.. these guys make me vomit every single time they come out here! Which is ironic really, seeing as they look like the inevitable out-product of God overindulging on a bowl of South American parrots!
DANIELS: ..what the hell was THAT!?
The TDS members make their way down the ramp, each taking their time to get acquainted with various members of their fanbase. They enter the ring, and Sweeney ascends the turnbuckle, pandering to the crowd some more as EP and Cristal bow down on the mat behind him. After a few moments, Eli hops down, and the three talk through some last minute strategy as Payne and Jenkins hold their own discussion on the opposite side of the ring.
DANIELS: Well, there's certainly been somewhat of a "frosty" relationship between Marcellus Payne and the members of Too Damn Sexy since their respective arrivals in the EWA.. and while the members of Massive Impact/Violent Retribution may have taken centre stage in Too Damn Sexy's eyeline in recent weeks, tonight represents an opportunity for those hostilities to resume!
Finally, the accomplices exit the ring, leaving the two competitors alone to stare each other down and prepare to engage in battle as the music fades and the lights come up.
*DING DING!*
The two men begin to circle the ring, both looking primed and ready for action. They lock up, and begin to compete in a test of strength against each other, a test which Eli gradually begins to get the upper hand in. Payne gets forced back against the turnbuckle, where Eli begins to try and choke him out with his forearms.
DANIELS: Early advantage for the Sweeney here..
Sensing trouble, Payne lashes out with a kick to Sweeney's midsection, forcing him back a little. Payne then steps forward, and begins striking his opponent with stiff shots to the head, forcing him back even more.
DANIELS: ..but Payne quickly takes it off him!
After landing a few punches, Payne grabs Sweeney round the wrist, and whips him hard against the turnbuckle. Sweeney stumbles forward, and Payne whips him again, sending him all the way across the ring and crashing into the opposite turnbuckle. Payne then charges up and hits a big body splash, before grabbing Eli's wrist and whipping him across the ring yet again. Payne charges forward again, and this time he leaps up, looking for a monkey flip. However, Eli manages to throw him up and over the ropes, Payne landing on his feet on the apron. Sweeney goes to swing a fist, but Payne blocks it, then drives Eli's head into the turnbuckle. Eli stumbles backwards, and Payne climbs up onto the top rope, pausing for a moment before leaping off and hitting a dropkick that finally takes Sweeney off his feet.
DANIELS: Nice dropkick by Black Jesus, certainly looking the stronger man in the early going here!
Payne gets back up, and grabs Sweeney as he makes his way back to his own feet, hitting him with a snap suplex. He covers...
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DANIELS: Quick kick-out by Sweeney there..
Payne jumps up, and stomps on Sweeney's chest a few times before dropping down on him with a snap leg drop. He spins up and hits another, before covering once again...
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Payne hauls Eli back to his feet, and hits him with a European Uppercut. Eli staggers backwards, but Payne grabs him again, pressing his skull against Eli's jaw and dropping down sharply to his knees.
DANIELS: Ooh! Nice jawbreaker there by Payne, taking Sweeney down once again!
MASTERS: I felt that all the way over here!
Sweeney crumples to the mat, as Payne slowly gets to his feet once again. EP and Cristal try to encourage Sweeney back to his feet, as Payne drags the TDS member over in front of the turnbuckle, then steps over him and begins to climb.
DANIELS: Some concern on the faces of Too Damn Sexy there, perhaps understandably so...
As Payne reaches the top, Sweeney suddenly leaps up, diving against the ropes and knocking Payne off balance, Black Jesus falling backwards and landing hanging upside down with his legs wrapped over the top rope.
DANIELS: OH! But suddenly, things look to have taken a turn for the worse.. and Payne now finds himself in a whole Tree's worth of Woe!!
Sweeney pushes himself upright off the ropes, and delivers a couple of stiff kicks to the midsection of his opponent. He then presses his boot against Payne's throat, and uses the ropes to force himself down.
MASTERS: He's trying to choke him! Referee!!
Payne thrashes about, pounding on Sweeney's leg in an attempt to force him off. After a few seconds, Sweeney obliges, stepping out through the ropes onto the apron.
DANIELS: What's he planning here?
Sweeney takes a moment to pump up the crowd, before grabbing hold of the ropes and jumping up, vaulting over the top and dropkicking Payne hard in the ribs.
DANIELS: OH! What a dropkick there by Sweeney!!! Payne's ribs could be broken right there!!!
Sweeney rolls backwards, as Payne crumples down to the mat, his arms clutched tight against his chest. Sweeney crawls over, and pulls Payne out of the corner, hooking his leg for the cover...
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DANIELS: Near-fall!
Sweeney gets back to his feet, pulling Payne up with him. Payne suddenly lashes out, catching Eli with a fist to the face. This appears to twinge his ribs, though, allowing Sweeney to hit back with a shot of his own. Payne stumbles into the ropes, as Sweeney follows up with a couple more blows to the head.. until his assault is cut abruptly short by Payne punting him right between the legs.
DANIELS: OH.. COME ON!!! A low blow by Black Jesus! That's just not called for!
Sweeney staggers back against the ropes just round the corner, a hand grasping his "area". Payne takes a moment to shake some of the cobwebs out, then charges forward, crashing into his opponent with a lariat that takes both men up and over the top rope and tumbling down to the floor.
DANIELS: Both men to the outside.. that was a HARD landing there!!!
The two men lie in a heap on the floor, both looking winded from the impact. Suddenly, a collective gasp begins to reverberate around the arena, as attention turns to the other side of the ring.. where Hindenburg clambers over the barricade from within the crowd and smashes El Pablo in the back with a steel chair.
DANIELS: What the.. HINDENBURG!!! The big 400lbs member of Massive Impact.. just wrapped that steel chair right around the spine of the Underground Champion!!!
EP drops to his knees, arching his back as he yells out in pain. Hindenburg stares at the Five Star Superstar as he clutches the chair tight, willing EP to get up and turn around to face him. When EP starts to do so, Hindenburg raises the chair.. but is promptly cut off by Cristal, who runs across the apron and leaps off with a flipping take-down.. but Hindenburg catches her!
DANIELS: Oh no! Cristal attempting to intervene, but Hindenburg has her all hung up..
Hindenburg takes a second to steady himself, suspending Cristal upside down with his hands around her waist. He then hauls her up into a seated position on his shoulders..
DANIELS: Oh my God.. come on now!
..and hits a HUGE powerbomb, slamming Cristal hard onto the floor.
DANIELS: FOR GOD'S SAKES!!! Hindenburg just powerbombed Cristal right onto that floor.. she may be broken BAH GAWD IN HALF!!!!!
MASTERS: Well what the bloody hell was the getting involved for, the stupid bint!?
Cristal writhes on the floor for a second, her hand placed on her arched, contorted back, before she goes limp. Hindenburg glares down sadistically at her for a moment, before turning his attention back to El Pablo, who is currently laying with half his body hidden under the ring apron. Hindenburg grabs the Underground Champion by the shirt, and pulls him to his feet..
*SSSMMMAAASSSHHH!!!*
DANIELS: Oh.. MAN!!! El Pablo just shattered a sheet of glass right over Hindenburg's skull!!!
Hindenburg roars out as his hands quickly cover his eyes, blood immediately becoming visible from several small breaks in his skin. As he staggers backwards, EP leaps to his feet, and climbs up onto the apron.
DANIELS: The Underground Champion thinking big...
After taking a second to look back, EP hops onto the second rope, and springboards off with a picture-perfect Asai Moonsault.. but Hindenburg once again manages to catch his assailant in mid-air.
DANIELS: ..but Hindenburg again manages to block it!
Hindenburg stumbles back, EP draped over his shoulder. He braces.. then swings him round.. and gets planted with a DDT, his head bouncing off the floor.
DANIELS: DDT!!! BAH GAWD what a DDT!!! Hindenburg could be out cold right there!
EP crawls over to check on Cristal, but his attention is quickly drawn by Skyscraper charging through the crowd to avenge his tag partner.
MASTERS: YES! Here comes the cavalry!
Skyscraper leaps over the barricade, as EP makes his escape by diving under the ropes into the ring.
DANIELS: El Pablo sliding into the ring, I'm not sure how smart a move that is with a match still going on...
EP gets to his feet, looking down wide-eyed at Skyscraper who glares at him from the outside. The staredown continues for a few moments.. until Payne charges up from behind EP, springboards off the second rope and clocks the Five Star Superstar right in the face with a roundhouse kick.
DANIELS: BITCH KICK! PAYNE WITH THE BITCH KICK!! EL PABLO IS OUT COLD!!!
Payne spins back to his feet, staring triumphantly down at El Pablo with an intense expression on his face. Suddenly, his eyes travel down to the Underground Title belt, which is still wrapped around EP's waist.
DANIELS: What's Payne thinking here..?
Snapping into life, Payne hauls EP to his feet. He kicks him in the stomach, and shoves the Five Star Superstar's head between his legs.
MASTERS: Get him Payne!!
Payne lets out a roar, then hauls EP up, planting him with a devestating PIMP-tonite. He then dives on top of the motionless EP.. and hooks the leg, motioning for the referee to come over...
DANIELS: Wait a second!
MASTERS: YES!!!
The referee starts to count..
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DANIELS: A three count? What.. what the hell just happened!?
MASTERS: 24/7 rules, Jarred.. Black Jesus just became the new Underground Champion!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!
Payne leaps to his feet and raises a fist above his head, a defiant smirk on his face as the boos start to rain down upon him.
DANIELS: Are you kidding me!? Marcellus Payne.. right in the middle of a completely seperate match.. has just shocked the world and picked up his first piece of EWA gold!!!
Suddenly, Payne's celebrations are abruptly cut short when Sweeney grabs him from behind, and hits him with a hangman's neckbreaker.
DANIELS: OH! But from behind.. Eli Sweeney!
Payne snaps back to his feet, and stumbles round, at which point he is grabbed round the neck once again by Sweeney, and planted with a DDT.
DANIELS: And Marcellus Payne's celebrations have just been well and truly COCK-BLOCKED!!!
Sweeney rolls Payne over, and lays back across him, hooking the leg as the referee drops to make the count...
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DANIELS: He kicked out! Oh my God Payne kicked out!!! I thought he was done there for sure!
Eli sits bolt upright on the mat, his eyes wide in shock. He beats the mat with his fist, and jumps to his feet, before beginning to stomp down on Payne repeatedly, circling around him as he does.
DANIELS: Desperation calls, and Eli now unloading on Payne with the Sweeney Stomp!
Sweeney's stomping becomes more and more intense, until he decides to step out through the ropes and onto the apron. He lets out a triumphant howl, then vaults over the rope, landing a leg drop.. right onto the canvas, as Payne rolls out onto the apron himself.
DANIELS: Nobody home for Sweeney!
Sweeney gingerly gets back to his feet, as Payne slowly pulls himself up on the apron. Sweeney goes to grab Payne, but Payne ducks, catching his opponent with a shoulder to the midsection. With Sweeney doubled over, Payne then flips over the top rope, catching Sweeney with a sunset flip and rolling him up for a pin...
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MASTERS: That HAD to be three!!!
Payne starts to pull himself up again, but his grogginess allows Sweeney to get to his feet first, and the TDS member takes advantage by driving a knee into Black Jesus' midsection. He follows up with a couple of punches, but Payne begins to fight back, connecting with a few of his own. Sweeney begins to reel backwards, as Payne gains momentum, repeatedly striking his opponent in the face. Just as he seems set to really get the upper hand, Sweeney comes back with another big knee to the gut, causing Payne to stagger back against the ropes. Sweeney grabs him, and attempts an Irish Whip.. but Payne reverses.. Eli rebounds, and ducks a lariat attempt.. rebounds again.. Payne lowers his head.. and Eli rolls down his back, landing on his feet behind him. Payne stands up, and Eli sets him up for a back suplex. He lifts, but Payne performs a roll-back of his own, and lands on his feet behind Sweeney.. then jumps up and nails him with a backstabber.
DANIELS: BLACK STABBER! BLACK STABBER!!!
Payne covers...
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*DING DING DING!*
DANIELS: And suddenly, just like that, this contest is over!
"Welcome To My Hood" returns to the soundsystem, as Payne gingerly stands back up, the referee raising his arm in victory.
FABIAN: Ladies and gentlemen.. the winner of this match.. the EWA UNDERGROUND CHAMPION... MMMMM-OH!
Max is abruptly cut off mid-exclamation as Payne turns round, and is met with a surprise boot to the midsection by El Pablo, who then hooks the arms and plants Black Jesus with the Identity Crisis.
DANIELS: IDENTITY CRISIS!! EL PABLO!! BLACK JESUS IS DOWN!!!
EP dives on top of Payne and hooks both legs...
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MASTERS: WHAT!? NOOO!!!!!
DANIELS: BAH GAWD! EL PABLO JUST PINNED PAYNE, AND IS THE UNDERGROUND CHAMPION ONCE AGAIN!!!
MASTERS: It can't be! What kind of stupid bloody circus is this!?!?!?
FABIAN: ..Okay! Ladies and gentlemen, your NEW EWA Underground Champion.. EEEEELLLLL PPPPPAAAAABBBBBLLLLLOOOOO!!!!!
"Hypersonic" by Jane's Addiction hits the soundsystem, as EP removes the belt from round his waist and thrusts it into the air. He only savours his victory for a few moments though before he feels his legs being taken out from under him
DANIELS: Marcellus is alive, i can't believe it, he's determined, he rolls Pablo up in a schoolboy
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MASTERS: Dammit, come on Jesus!
Marcellus slaps the mat and using the ropes, returns to his feet, swaying slightly as El Pablo nips back up, the two men face off and Pablo runs to the ropes, he returns with a running shoulder thrust
DANIELS: But Payne moves, grabbing Pablo mid run and throwing him to the outside.
Payne gets back down on the canva and rolls to the outside, a little steadier on his feet he grabs Pablo up
MASTERS: Thrown straight into the ring steps, this is how you beat up El Pablo
DANIELS: It certainly looks that way, the ref is on the outside too here as Payne lifts Pablo up, and onto his shoulder
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MASTERS: YES! And once again, Underground Champion.... MARCELLUS PAYNE!
Payne rolls into the ring and grabs up the belt, rolling back outside, completely worn out He starts up the ramp, and at halfway a huge cheer starts. Payne looks around, unblelieving as El Pablo is staggering towards him
MASTERS: STAY DOWN!
DANIELS: Payne runs at Pablo swinging that title belt... but Pablo ducks, and Payne spins into a double front dropkick form Pabs, flooring the UG champion
Pablo scrambles over to Payne and gets on top, throwing punches for all he's worth, Payne qiclly thrown him off andboth men raise wearily to their feet.
DANIELS: This corwd is going bananas, i can't believe that either men is still standing
Pablo jumps up onto a barrier close by and the fans help Pablo to balance in his weary state.
MASTERS: Payne runs at him as Pablo leaps
DANIELS: Flow over neckbreaker, executed to perfection,
Payne is down once more as Pablo runs back over to the self same barrier once more, hands from the crowd leeping his beaten body up as he signals to the fans
DANIELS: Listen to htis reaction... i can hardly hear myself think... and we know what's coming
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MASTERS: GOD. DAMN. IT!
El Pablo rolls over the concrete to the belt just a few feet away, he grabs it and holds it to his chest, not even trying to stand, just breathing heavily
MASTERS: Come on Payne i know you can do it, don't let it end like this
The camera focuses in on Payne, his eyes glazed as he looks up at the domed roof, then he slowly looks over at the almost out of it Pablo and rolls to his front, crawling on his hands and knees over to Pablo and draping an arm over him
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DANIELS: KICK OUT! You know i can honestly no longer tell if this is about the Underground title or just a chance for each man to show how much more they can take, and dish out, than the other
Payne tries to raise to his knees and just as he does Manning's music hits the speakers. The fans man comes out and looks down on Payne, on his knees, looking up unfocused at the top of the stage, both he and El Pablo breathing heavily, in the ring Eli still hasn't moved and Cristal lies closeby
Manning: Okay guys, stop this. I know that belt has to be defended at all times, but you're killing yourselves out here before the Pay Per View coming up. I need you guys at 100% and right now, if you continue on, you'll be ucky if you even make it. I think the fans want to see this match happen, but not like this
The fans cheer and applaude the statement
Manning: So i'm going to make the match happen. At Retaliation Marcellus Payne will take on El Pablo one on one
Another cheer, louder this time, greets this statement
Manning: Oh.. and one more thing... the winner of your match will become... NUKMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
The cheers turn into a roar of approval and chants of
EL PABLO EL PABLO EL PABLO
Break out. Marcellus Payne is seen nodding hi head before finally succumbing and falling face frst to the concrete, all four competitors at ringsde now down
TOO DAMN SEXY vs HOMETOWN HEROES
-Shot cuts to Maxwell Fabian who is running the ropes and comes to a halt in the center of the ring, he wipes his face with the sleeve of his shirts and stares into the camera.-
Maxwell Fabian: El Pablo you better watch your back, that Underground Title would look real good around my waist!
Masters: Oh lord, just what we need, this goof walking around with gold…
Daniels: Could be worse, YOU could try and win it…
Maxwell Fabian: Our next contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, being accompanied to the ring by the lovely Ruthann, both from Brooklyn, NY… at a total combine weigh of 460lbs… MARK JACKSON… JUN YAO….THE HOMETOWN HEROES!!!!!!
-Knockout by GD and T.O.P hits and the fans come to their feet as Ruthann comes out first and is followed by Jun and Mark Jackson…-
Daniels: The Hometown Heroes set for tag team action and rumors have been heavy that there is a small riff between Mark Jackson and Ruthann over her not wanting him to go after the Underground Championship due to her friendship with El Pablo…
Masters: Well she needs to learn to check her friendship at the door, gold rules…
Daniels: Well interestingly enough her guys are taking on El Pablo’s running mates tonight…
Maxwell Fabian: And their opponents, weighing in at a combine weight of 445lbs… ''CELINE DION'S FAVORITE WRESTLER'' BRAIN BLAZE… ‘THE KRYPTONITE' JACE CHAMPION…TOO DAMN SEXY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-‘Sexy Results’ by Death From Above 1979 blasts and the fans continue to go nuts as Brian Blaze and Jace Champion walk out through the screen doors onto the stage and play it up for the EWA fans.-
Daniels: Too Damn Sexy are always a hit with the EWA fans…
Masters: Which doesn’t speak well for our fans…
Daniels: What do you mean by that…
Masters: I mean these guys are more worried about getting laid than winning matches…
Daniels: Wells it been my experience that with wins comes the ladies, so really it goes hand in hand…
Masters: Funny I’m talking about getting laid and you bring up hands, guess we know how you spent you Friday night…
Daniels: Really….really!!!!
Masters: Hey I call them like a see them and your luck right there seems to be your Friday night ‘Handyman''
Daniels: Enough of this lets go to the ring…
Masters: Way to change the subject…. well actually no, i know you have a crush on Brian Blaze, don't deny it, everyone needs their fodder for their alone time
Daniels: Oh shut up
*DING DING DING*
Daniels: Well it looks like it’s going to be Brian Blaze and Mark Jackson starting things off and look at this display of sportsmanship…Brian Blaze extends a hand towards Mark Jackson…
Masters: Jackson not sure as he looks at Brian and then back towards his corner…
Daniels: Ruthann is telling him to shake his hand, but Mark looks unsure…
Masters: Don’t do it, smack him in the face Mark!!!
Daniels: Ruthann is now yelling at him to shake Brian Blaze’s hand and slowly he lifts his hand…
Masters: Guess we know who wears the pants in that marriage…
Daniels: Mark reaches out his hand AND BLAZE PULLS IT AWAY AND BRUSHES BACK HIS HAIR AS HE AND JACE BOTH CRACK UP LAUGHING!!!!
Masters: Look at Mark, he’s pissed!!!
Daniels: Brian turns back around saying he’s kidding BUT EATS A BOOT TO THE FACE…
Masters: You don’t piss off the big man…
Daniels: Jackson drops and huge clubbing forearms to the head and face of Brian Blaze…
Masters: Guess he will not make that mistake again…
Daniels: Mark rips Blaze to his feet and sends him flying into the corner and follows him with a hard running elbow to the face…
Masters: Brian Blaze is in real trouble here…
Daniels: Jackson tags Jun Yao who jumps into the ring and goes right to work with kicks to the down Brian Blaze…
Masters: Those are lighting quick, Jun is a real threat for that International Title at some point…
Daniels: Jun backs away and is now telling Blaze to get up…he’s setting something up…
Masters: He’s making a huge mistake…attack…get him…
Daniels: Jun is ready and waiting and Brian Blaze is using the ropes to get to his feet…Jun ready to pounce…
Masters: He’s making a mistake letting Brian Blaze getting to his feet…
Daniels: Brian Blaze back up and turns and looks towards Jun who runs towards the ropes jumps to the middle rope and THEN TO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE AND COMES OFF WITH A KICK TO THE FACE OF BRIAN BLAZE!!!!!!!
Masters: I have never seen that inside a ring…
Daniels: Jun quickly goes for the cover….
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Daniels: Jace Champion makes the diving save and here comes Mark Jackson…
Masters: Brian Blaze rolls to the outside to try and regroup but Jun is up and what is he going to do next…
Daniels: Jun to the top rope…MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE AND ONTO BRAIN BLAZE!!!!
Masters: Bloody hell, he’s just destroyed Brian Blaze…
Daniels: And inside the ring Mark Jackson has backed Jace Champion into the corner with rights and lefts, he grabs his arm and whips him to the far corner and comes in after him with a huge splash but Jace rolls out of the way and nobody home…
Masters: The ref is losing control over this match…
Daniels: Jace grabs Mark Jackson and ‘Heroplex’!!!
Masters: Shame neither of these men are the legal men…
Daniels: I don’t think it really matters right now…
Masters: Jace on the offense…wait that the bloody hell is that? Is that the same music from earlier that got Mountain Man riled up?
Daniels: It is!
???????????????? Blares through the speakers for the second time, but the screen doesn't open, instead two figures jump out from the crowd
Daniels: THAT'S MOUNTAIN MAN AND... IS THAT.... DENNIS CLAYTON???
Masters: IT IS! We haven't seen him in months since he was injured
Masters: Mountain Man has a chair in that huge hand of his…
Daniels: And these fans are reigning down boos
Daniels: Jace to the far ropes AND NEWSOME SMASHES THAT CHAIR INTO THE BACK OF JACE CHAMPION!!!!
Masters: Look at Mark Jackson, he doesn’t know what to think…
Daniels: He grabs Jace and pulls him up…
Masters: Clayton and Mountain Man are just watching and smiling…
Daniels: Jackson with a powerbomb on Jace and Jun is up to the top rope, Mark Jackson walks in this direction…Jun onto his shoulders and jumps…..SHOWTIME!!!!!!
Masters: This is all over but the counting….
Daniels: Jun covers as Mark Jackson watches the two interruting men on the outside…
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Daniels: The Hometown Heroes win here tonight and here come Clayton and Newsome are climbing into the ring and Ruthann is telling her guys to get out.... which they do, walking back up the ramp
Maxwell Fabian: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH….THE HOMETOWN HEROS!!!!!
- Clayton rips the mic out of the hands of Maxwell…-
Clayton: That will do announcer man, leave my ring now…
Daniels: What is this, he’s doing his job…
Masters: Yeah but Maxwell takes one look at Mountain Man and bails…
Daniels: Dennis points at Jace and Newsome scopes him up as Clayton makes her way to the ropes, Mountain Man sets up right over that chair that he still had in his hands…puts Jace up on his shoulders…Clayton off the top rope with a huge elbow just as Newsome hits a death Valley Driver on Jace right onto that chair... and Clayton landes on Jaces chest HARD with that elbow, simultaniously driving Champions spine further into that chair...
Masters: That was awesome! Brian Blaze is trying to get into the ring but Newsome sees him and grabs him…
Daniels: Clayton back up to the ropes as Mountain Man lifts Blaze up into a reverse tombstone position, Clayton comes off the top rope…SPIKE PILEDRIVER!!!!
Masters: Clayton and Mountain Man have just taken out half of Too Damn Sexy!
Daniels: And El Pablo and Eli Sweeney are getting ready for their match, they can't even be aware this is going on. Mountain Man grabs Blaze up again, it looks like they aren't through yet, this is too much
The fans explode as the Hometown Heroes rush back out to the ring
Daniels: Looks like these guys won't sit back and watch this happpen. Even if they were opponents tonight of the two being beaten up
Masters: Damn, just as it was getting good
Daniels: Sick...
Jackson and Yao hit the ring and Newsome drops Blaze, rolling him with his feet to the outside. Clayton rolls to the outside, grabbing Chamions leg and dragging him out. Mountain Man grabs up the chair at his feet as the Hometown Heroes look on, squaring up to the big man. Clayton rolls back in... with the ringbell in hand, and stands beside his new tag team partner
Daniels: If the hometown heroes aren't careful they could end up like Blaze and Champion
Clayton looks to Yao, bringing back the ring bell and egging him on. Yao loooks at Jackson and they nod, both running in at the same time.
Masters: Clayton and Newsome swing...
Daniels: Jun and Jackson duck underneath...
Masters: But BOTH Newsome and Clayton scout it and keep the swing going, turning and scoring hits on the Hometown Heroes. They are down
Jun starts to bleed from the bell shot and Jackson looks up, a slightly confused look on their face
Masters: What a return for Dennis Clayton, and THIS is the Mountain Man we've been waiting to see
Daniels: This is despicable, not content with taking out Blaze and Jace they are now looking to punish the Hometown Heroes
Mountain Man picks up Jackson and directs Dennis to run to the ropes as he drapes Jacksons spine over a bended knee...
Daniels: BUT CLAYTON GETS PULLED FROM THE RING!
Masters: Who the hell are they?
A man and Woman stand outside Clayton down between them, they ick him up and head towards the announce table
Masters: No, leave our table alone, it's actually survived most of the night tonight... and leave Dennis alone, this has nothing to do with you
Daniels: I'm being informed that these two are known as ''The Wreckers'', a new sign by Frankie Manning
Masters: Well then it was a mistake
Mountain Man, realising what has happened, drops Jackson and heads to the outside, he approaches the hugely built man and turns him as he is trying to drape Dennins over the table
Daniels: Hard rights to the Wrecker, who i am told is named Akeem, Akeem gets a forearm up to block as.... what... okay... Katterina goes behing Newsome... low blow
The fans erupt as this new team take down Newsome, stopping their attack
Daniels: Newsome is down, holding himself as Jun and Jackson, back to their feet, look on from the inside, not sure how to react to the new team that just made the save
Masters: These Wreckers are idiots, they went for the wrong team, and now they are putting Mountain Man on top of Clayton on the table right in front of us... okay, Katterina is it? Whatever, is heading to the top turnbuckle... time to move Daniels, you stay if you want
The commentators move out of the way, just as Katterina is about to come flying off she is distracted by AC/DC loudly blasting over the speaker
Masters: I think htis is the first time i've been hay to see Manning
Daniels: Looks like this madness stops now
The scren splits and Frankie Manning steps onto the stage to a huge ovation
Manning: Okay... that's enough... i've definetly seen enough of this madness, you will not grind my show to a halt
Katterina steps down from the turnbuckle and Akeem rolls inside the ring, Thw Wreckers and The Hometown Heroes look up to the stage
Manning: I appreciate all four of you coming out here due to the acitons of Mountain Man and Dennis Clayton
A boo rings out over the Colosseum
Manning: But i want to save any more injuries, there's been too many tonight. I've lost an up and coming interviewer for god knows how long, i've lost my International Champion and It looks like i might have lost Brian Blaze and Jace Champion. I will NOT lose any more, like them or loathe them, i don't need my roster watered down any more just when i have worked hard to bring it up
All four in the ring slightly nod, understanding whrre Manning is coming from
Manning: Tonight the EWA faithful has met most of the new roster, but not all. Well i'm going to take the time right now to mark some of them off...Natalie Burrows, Nick Alexander, Ruthless Agression, La Diva Gaga, Cassandra Avery, Weezle, Jason Xavier. The reason i single these newstarts out is because i've decided that these people i named will be in Retaliation's opening bout as the face off in a battle royal. That's not all though, the winner will win a contract guarenteeing them a shit at the International title for whenever they choose!
A huge roar of approval meets this
Manning: Back to the situation at hand though, Dennis Clayton...
By now Dennis and Mountain Man are standing on the outside, recovering from the Wreckers assault
Manning:... and Mountain Man... or should I call you the '''Sons Of Ohio''? You did something to me that i don't like. You went over my head, and i'm not happy
The camera frames in on Dennis who has a smirk on his face
Manning: That's right folks, Dennis brought it upon himself to go straight to K.C Kash on his return and shoot a scenario at him, he managed to convince Kash that it would be in EWAs best interests if Sons of Ohio got a shot at the yet unveiled Tag Team Championships
A huge boo erupts from the crowd
Manning: It may have happened once, but i promise you, things are in motion to make sure NOONE goes over my head again. Be that as it may i must honor Kash's decision. So at Retaliation i have been told that Sons Of Ohio will meet the Hometown Heroes for the Tag Team Belts
Newsome and Clayton high five, celebrating their plan working out
Manning: But wait... did you really think that was all? See S.O.O, you might think you're smart, but I'm still the G.M here. I was told who would compete, but i wasn't told that i couldn't ADD to the match
Clayton looks up, perplexed
Manning: So, for everyone's enjoyment, ESPECIALLY mine, It will be Sons Of Ohio taking on The HomeTowm Heroes taking on... THE WRECKERS
Daniels: WOW, listen to this crowd, and look at the Wreckers in the ring, first time out and they get a championship shot, that doesn't happen every day.
The Wreckers celebrate in the ring, suddenly apprhension grabs them as they realise they are sharing the ring with two opponents for the title. Jun and Jackson just look on, seemingly satisfied with the decision. Clayton and Mountain Man on the outside are showing their dissaproval at the annoncement
Mannnng: Looks like you're not in for suck a good time at the Pay Per View... ah well, can't say the same for me. Now if you will excuse me i have to phone a man about an IN title defense, more on that later
The fans cheer as the screen splits, Manning steps through the doorway and the camera, as before with Ryan Shane, follows him to the back. Manning takes a phone from the inside of his leather coat and dials a number. Afte ra few seconds he speaks
Manning: Is that... okay, how long do you think it'll be until you arrive here?......... Ten minutes?.... great. How's Buck..... uh huh, yeah i'll go along later
as Manning talks he walks to the offices that are close to the back of the stage. He walks into his room and stops dead at the sight before him
Manning: I have to go..... i'll see you in ten minutes
Manning slowly closes his phone as he starts walking slowly around his table, never breaking eye contact with Xavier Reid, sitting in the chair opposite Frankie's, his feet on the table, legs crossed
Xavier Reid: Is this a bad time?
-Manning keeps his stare in place with Reid as he sits at his own leather chair opposite, Xavier has the INternational Championship draped over his legs
Frankie Manning: You realise Buck Evans is at the hospital?
-Xavier takes the title and tosses it on Manning’s desk.-
Xavier Reid: Oh yeah, this is yours, I think you might need a new International Champion.
Manning: How dare you do that to one of my Champions
Xavier Reid: come on Frankie, I did you a favor, in two straight weeks I have cut some of the dead weight from your roster, you couldn’t have Buck Evans representing the International community, it was insulting.
Frankie Manning: You had no right
Xavier Reid: He kept calling me BOY! He was asking for that beating, people like him think they are so tough because they are big, he needed to be taught a lesson, and he’ll be a better man for it.
Frankie Manning: You broke his ankle in three spots, broke his ribs and he has several face laceration, he’s being wheeled into surgery as we speak and he’s booked at the Pay Per View against Alexander Slate for this belt.
Xavier Reid: Here’s an idea, book me in that match.
Frankie Manning: You think I’m going to reward you for this, you think I’m just going to hand you a contract and book you in this match, YOU CREATED THIS MESS!
Xavier Reid: Are you blaming me?
Frankie Manning: YES I’M BLAMING YOU, HOW THE HELL DID YOU EVEN GET IN THE ARENA TONIGHT?
Xavier Reid: Simple the old lady that works in your office, I came with her granddaughter and some of her friends, she gave us these.
-Xavier Reid pulls out a EWA Pass from under his shirt.-
Xavier Reid: I’m a guest of the EWA, funny right.
Frankie Manning: Hilarious, I got put in a tight spot thanks to you and you are making jokes, I have people to answer to, lucky for me I got a break
Xavier:: Really?
Manning: Yes, really, one that's on their over right now. But that doesn't concern you, what i'm concerned about is the Board of Directors and how i'm going to explain this mess, luckily i have someone to blame
Xavier Reid: Yes you do.
Frankie Manning: I’M BLAMING YOU XAVIER!
Xavier Reid: Me? this isn’t my fault Manning.
Frankie Manning: Really, then whose fault is it Xavier? Are you telling me Buck is to blame?
Xavier Reid: Buck was just at the wrong place at the wrong time, his mouth got him in trouble but this is all one man’s fault.
-Xavier sits up close the desk and point at Manning.-
Xavier Reid: YOURS!
Frankie Manning: Mine, my fault, this is my fault?
Xavier Reid: The way I see it if you were not such a dick last week and hadn’t torn up my contract that you promised me and just signed me none of this would have happened, you sat there in that very seat and told me to come here last week, that a contract would be waiting for me.
Frankie Manning: I called you, left you messages, I told you not to come, I had second thought about it Xavier, we don’t want you on this roster, I DON’T WANT YOU ON THIS ROSTER!
Xavier Reid: Well that’s just too damn bad, you made a deal Manning, you sat there and made a deal with me, this is what happens when you go back on a deal.
Frankie Manning: Well enjoy tonight because it will be the last time you get in the Colosseum.
Xavier Reid: Well you might want to rethink that statement Frankie.
Frankie Manning: I don’t think so Xavier, we are done here, get out!
-Xavier just smiles and sits back in the chair.-
Xavier Reid: Not so fast Manning, I was at my lawyers this morning, you see last week I came prepared with that legal document, you made the Free For All match open to everyone, EVERYONE and that little piece of paper allowed me to compete in that match but without a contract, now if I would have been hurt I would have been screwed because you guys would have picked up the bill would you Manning?
Frankie Manning: Hell no we wouldn’t have.
Xavier Reid: I figured, so that’s why I went to talk to my lawyer this morning, you see I competed last week without a contract, I never signed anything, I put myself at risk that night AND SO DID YOU!
Frankie Manning: How did I put myself at risk?
Xavier Reid: I never signed anything allowing you guys to use my name, image or to show me on TV, now I know, there is nothing I can do about last week’s Shatter Point, it was on live TV, but two weeks ago you announced a deal with a nationally televised channel, there are a lot of perks with something like that. Merchandise distribution is a big part of a deal like that, now I’m not worried about my T-Shirts, they sell well on my web site but I know how this business works Manning. Your bosses have plans Manning, sure they are never going to put Shatter Point on DVD’s but there is going to come a time where they are going to want to do a DVD about The Underground Title, a sort of history of, now how’s that going to work when they can’t show the first ever Underground match on that DVD, sure you could have edited me out but Manning I was the first ever EWA Underground Champion, you can’t erase that, you can’t edit that, and then I went on to beat JA Sawyer and become a two time Underground Champion and then I was on the receiving end of one the craziest spots seen in some times, your bosses are going to want to show that clip over and over again, how do you think they are going to take it Manning when you have to go to them hat in hand and tell them you never got me to sign over the rights to show Xavier Reid, not on a DVD, not on a highlight on Shatter Point, NOTHING!
-Xavier smiles as Frankie Manning just looks on, his poker face starting to crack.-
Xavier Reid: Showing me on anything would set the EWA up to be sued, by yours truly. This is for you.
-Xavier pulls out a document.-
Xavier Reid: it’s from my lawyer stating what I already told you Manning, if I walk out of here right now I walk out with everything your bosses are ever going to want, there will be no DVD’s, no highlights, hell that clip is a hit on YouTube and the EWA will never be able to show that clip on there shows, how do you think your bosses are going to react to that, react to you failing to do your job Manning, I swear Manning if I walk out that door I’m not coming back in, I will deal with your replacement.
Manning looks over the document Xavier passed. A few moment of silence is finally broken when Manning looks up from the paper and starts to speak
Manning: You done?
Xavier smiles and nods
Manning: Good, now here's a few things for you. YOu say that your merchandise sells well, i looked into it and it looks like your biggest market was Mexico... am i right?
Xaviers smile falters a little, but he nods
Manning: And didn't you PUBLICLY screw over some top Mexican promotions live on air in an interview to come here?..... Don't answer that, we both know you did. The way i see it your stock just dropped considerably, you put yourself out there, vulnerable, for a shot at fame in the big leagues, and now you NEED us.
Xavier: I don't need ANYONE
Manning: Sure... you are right about one thing though, this document is legally sound, you own your likeness, i don't have a leg to stand on
The confident smile on Xaviers face returns
Xavier: Damn straight
Manning: I concede i made an open challenge that week which made you legal to compete while retaining your legal rights. Then i refused you a contract, so you no longer are hnder the EWA umbrella
Xavier: You're just reitterating my points, what ar eyou getting at.... you know that's true
Manning without another word picks up his desk telephone and dials a short number
Manning: ...Hello... Police Please
Xavier: What the hell are you doing?
Manning puts a hand over the mouthpiece before responding
Manning: You just admitted it yourself Xavier, you weren't under contract tonight, you weren't under EWA's legal umbrella, which makes what you did tonight to Buck 1st degree assault, and i have it all on tape too, as well as tens, maybe hundreds of thousands of witnesses, wave to the cameras Reid
Xavier looks wildly at the camera man and back at Manning
Xavier: Hang up the damn phone, let's talk
Manning waits a few seconds before saying into the telephone
Manning: Hi... cani have a large pepperoni, stuffed crust?..... what?.... oh sorry, wrong number
Xavier: You expect them to believe you dialled 911 for a pizza?
Manning: Don't care, on to business. I think i've made my point here Reid, i hold all the cards... but i'm a fair man, i know you're a talent, i just refuse to work with you, after tonight it's no wonder why. But you do have something i want, and i'm not willing to risk that you'll go to jail just to screw me over, i could actually see you doing that. SO here's what i prupose. A trade off. Next week at retaliation you fight someone. You win you get a fulltime contract, you lose, i get those rights to your likeness for as long as your ass is around EWA
Reid looks down, obviously thrown by the new development
Xavier: Who do i have to face?
Manning: That's the fun part, i'm not telling you
Xavier: Damn it... you're on
Manning: I'l have a contract written up within an hour
BANG BANG BANG
Manning: Looks like my guest is here, if i were you Reid, i'd leave through the side door, you DON'T want to meet who's on the other side of that, especially with a match coming up
Manning smiles at Xavier as he gets up, scowling at Manning as he slips through the side door
Manning: Come in....
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Daniels: Wow, what a development, looks like Xavier got caught in his own game there
Masters: It's bull, he should already have a contract instead of jumping through these hoops
Daniels: You're right about one thing, he shouldn't be jumping through hoops, he should straight up be in jail, Manning is being lenient
Masters: Suck up
Daniels: Huh... well next tonight ladies and gentlemen we have the next xhapter in a feud that's been simmering for a while, El Pablo, the Underground Champion, and Marcellus Payne have been playing mind games and assaulting each other for a few months now, and tonight El Pablos fellow Too Damn Sexy member Eli Sweeney will take on Payne in what is sure to be a great match.
Masters: Well it would be if Sweeney was coming out here alone, but having Pablo come down with him is an unfair numbers game
Daniels: You really think Pablo would cheat?
Masters: He's the Underground Champion isn't he?
Daniels: So?.... anyway, what we really have to ask ourselves is will Eli and Pablo be fully focused here after what just happened to fellow stable members Jace Champion and Brian Blaze?
Masters: Or will they use that as the excuse why Eli will lose?
Daniels: That's not what i meant
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ELI SWEENEY W/ El Pablo vs MARCELLUS PAYNE
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FABIAN: Alright chicks and dawgs, it is now time for our penultimate contest of the evening!!!
The crowd pops hard at the announcer's enthusiastic.. announcement.. throwing a little extra vigour into the ether in anticipation of the specific EWA superstars set to make their appearance.
FABIAN: Are y'all ready for a lil more Damn SEXY action!?
The crowd pops once again, suggesting that they are indeed ready.
FABIAN: Have y'all got your voices tuned on key!?
Another pop, although there doesn't appear to be any real evidence of musical talent displayed.
FABIAN: Have y'all got your feathers fluffed and lookin' FOXY!?
The camera takes the opportunity to focus in on a few boa-wearing members of the audience as another huge cheer reverberates around the Colosseum.
FABIAN: Are y'all ready to indulge yourselves in a real FIVE STAR EXPERIENCE!?
Yet another, perhaps even bigger cheer, as the camera now focuses on a few younger fans sporting El Pablo masks.
FABIAN: And are y'all ready to open yourselves up and embrace the word of the LORD!?!?
Almost immediately, the cheers and excitement are transformed into jeers and disdain, as Max is forced to break into a laugh.
FABIAN: Yeah, I had a feeling that was gonna be the case... A'ight, well, get your TP and tomatoes at the ready folks and folkettes, because it's time to introduce.. the first competitor!!!
The lights go dim, and strobe lights begin to flicker over the stage as "Welcome To My Hood" by Rick Ross hits the soundsystem. After a few moments, smoke begins to billow out over the ramp, signalling the emergance of Marcellus Payne and Leonard Jenkins through the curtain, a chorus of boos raining down upon them from the rafters.
FABIAN: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... Hailing from Camden, New Jersey.. being accompanied to the ring by Leonard Jenkins... Weighing in at 215lbs... He goes by the name of "Black Jesus"... MMMAAARRRCCCEEELLLLLLUUUSSS PPPPPAAAAAYYYYYNNNNNEEEEE!!!!!
Payne and Jenkins dance their way down the ramp, the former sporting his trademark trenchcoat and surgical mask, the latter rocking his pimp suit and cane. They enter the ring, and dance around a little more before Payne motions for the lights to come back up. They do so with the music fading out at the same time, a few moments of silence following before the start-up of "Anti-Matter" by N*E*R*D, a huge pop ringing out that shakes the Colosseum to its very foundations.
FABIAN: AND HIS OPPONENT... Being accompanied by Cristal, and the EWA UNDERGROUND CHAMPION EL PABLO... From Redondo Beach, California.. weighing in at 210lbs.. he is EWA's one and only ROCK AND ROLL STARRRRR... EEELLLIII SSSSSWWWWWEEEEEEEEEENNNNNEEEEEYYYYY!!!!!
Neon lights begin to spiral around the arena, as Sweeney and his TDS associates step out through the curtain and onto the stage. All three, typically, are dressed to the most flamboyant of nines, all rose-tinted shades and rainbow-coloured feather boas, with El Pablo's UG Title belt wrapped around his waist.
DANIELS: And here they come! Quite possibly THE most colourful, flamboyant, all-round fun-loving members of professional wrestling's premiere colourful, flamboyant, all-round fun-loving stable!
MASTERS: Eurgh.. these guys make me vomit every single time they come out here! Which is ironic really, seeing as they look like the inevitable out-product of God overindulging on a bowl of South American parrots!
DANIELS: ..what the hell was THAT!?
The TDS members make their way down the ramp, each taking their time to get acquainted with various members of their fanbase. They enter the ring, and Sweeney ascends the turnbuckle, pandering to the crowd some more as EP and Cristal bow down on the mat behind him. After a few moments, Eli hops down, and the three talk through some last minute strategy as Payne and Jenkins hold their own discussion on the opposite side of the ring.
DANIELS: Well, there's certainly been somewhat of a "frosty" relationship between Marcellus Payne and the members of Too Damn Sexy since their respective arrivals in the EWA.. and while the members of Massive Impact/Violent Retribution may have taken centre stage in Too Damn Sexy's eyeline in recent weeks, tonight represents an opportunity for those hostilities to resume!
Finally, the accomplices exit the ring, leaving the two competitors alone to stare each other down and prepare to engage in battle as the music fades and the lights come up.
*DING DING!*
The two men begin to circle the ring, both looking primed and ready for action. They lock up, and begin to compete in a test of strength against each other, a test which Eli gradually begins to get the upper hand in. Payne gets forced back against the turnbuckle, where Eli begins to try and choke him out with his forearms.
DANIELS: Early advantage for the Sweeney here..
Sensing trouble, Payne lashes out with a kick to Sweeney's midsection, forcing him back a little. Payne then steps forward, and begins striking his opponent with stiff shots to the head, forcing him back even more.
DANIELS: ..but Payne quickly takes it off him!
After landing a few punches, Payne grabs Sweeney round the wrist, and whips him hard against the turnbuckle. Sweeney stumbles forward, and Payne whips him again, sending him all the way across the ring and crashing into the opposite turnbuckle. Payne then charges up and hits a big body splash, before grabbing Eli's wrist and whipping him across the ring yet again. Payne charges forward again, and this time he leaps up, looking for a monkey flip. However, Eli manages to throw him up and over the ropes, Payne landing on his feet on the apron. Sweeney goes to swing a fist, but Payne blocks it, then drives Eli's head into the turnbuckle. Eli stumbles backwards, and Payne climbs up onto the top rope, pausing for a moment before leaping off and hitting a dropkick that finally takes Sweeney off his feet.
DANIELS: Nice dropkick by Black Jesus, certainly looking the stronger man in the early going here!
Payne gets back up, and grabs Sweeney as he makes his way back to his own feet, hitting him with a snap suplex. He covers...
ONE!
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T-KICK OUT!
DANIELS: Quick kick-out by Sweeney there..
Payne jumps up, and stomps on Sweeney's chest a few times before dropping down on him with a snap leg drop. He spins up and hits another, before covering once again...
ONE!
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TWO!
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KICK OUT!
Payne hauls Eli back to his feet, and hits him with a European Uppercut. Eli staggers backwards, but Payne grabs him again, pressing his skull against Eli's jaw and dropping down sharply to his knees.
DANIELS: Ooh! Nice jawbreaker there by Payne, taking Sweeney down once again!
MASTERS: I felt that all the way over here!
Sweeney crumples to the mat, as Payne slowly gets to his feet once again. EP and Cristal try to encourage Sweeney back to his feet, as Payne drags the TDS member over in front of the turnbuckle, then steps over him and begins to climb.
DANIELS: Some concern on the faces of Too Damn Sexy there, perhaps understandably so...
As Payne reaches the top, Sweeney suddenly leaps up, diving against the ropes and knocking Payne off balance, Black Jesus falling backwards and landing hanging upside down with his legs wrapped over the top rope.
DANIELS: OH! But suddenly, things look to have taken a turn for the worse.. and Payne now finds himself in a whole Tree's worth of Woe!!
Sweeney pushes himself upright off the ropes, and delivers a couple of stiff kicks to the midsection of his opponent. He then presses his boot against Payne's throat, and uses the ropes to force himself down.
MASTERS: He's trying to choke him! Referee!!
Payne thrashes about, pounding on Sweeney's leg in an attempt to force him off. After a few seconds, Sweeney obliges, stepping out through the ropes onto the apron.
DANIELS: What's he planning here?
Sweeney takes a moment to pump up the crowd, before grabbing hold of the ropes and jumping up, vaulting over the top and dropkicking Payne hard in the ribs.
DANIELS: OH! What a dropkick there by Sweeney!!! Payne's ribs could be broken right there!!!
Sweeney rolls backwards, as Payne crumples down to the mat, his arms clutched tight against his chest. Sweeney crawls over, and pulls Payne out of the corner, hooking his leg for the cover...
ONE!
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TWO!
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KICK OUT!
DANIELS: Near-fall!
Sweeney gets back to his feet, pulling Payne up with him. Payne suddenly lashes out, catching Eli with a fist to the face. This appears to twinge his ribs, though, allowing Sweeney to hit back with a shot of his own. Payne stumbles into the ropes, as Sweeney follows up with a couple more blows to the head.. until his assault is cut abruptly short by Payne punting him right between the legs.
DANIELS: OH.. COME ON!!! A low blow by Black Jesus! That's just not called for!
Sweeney staggers back against the ropes just round the corner, a hand grasping his "area". Payne takes a moment to shake some of the cobwebs out, then charges forward, crashing into his opponent with a lariat that takes both men up and over the top rope and tumbling down to the floor.
DANIELS: Both men to the outside.. that was a HARD landing there!!!
The two men lie in a heap on the floor, both looking winded from the impact. Suddenly, a collective gasp begins to reverberate around the arena, as attention turns to the other side of the ring.. where Hindenburg clambers over the barricade from within the crowd and smashes El Pablo in the back with a steel chair.
DANIELS: What the.. HINDENBURG!!! The big 400lbs member of Massive Impact.. just wrapped that steel chair right around the spine of the Underground Champion!!!
EP drops to his knees, arching his back as he yells out in pain. Hindenburg stares at the Five Star Superstar as he clutches the chair tight, willing EP to get up and turn around to face him. When EP starts to do so, Hindenburg raises the chair.. but is promptly cut off by Cristal, who runs across the apron and leaps off with a flipping take-down.. but Hindenburg catches her!
DANIELS: Oh no! Cristal attempting to intervene, but Hindenburg has her all hung up..
Hindenburg takes a second to steady himself, suspending Cristal upside down with his hands around her waist. He then hauls her up into a seated position on his shoulders..
DANIELS: Oh my God.. come on now!
..and hits a HUGE powerbomb, slamming Cristal hard onto the floor.
DANIELS: FOR GOD'S SAKES!!! Hindenburg just powerbombed Cristal right onto that floor.. she may be broken BAH GAWD IN HALF!!!!!
MASTERS: Well what the bloody hell was the getting involved for, the stupid bint!?
Cristal writhes on the floor for a second, her hand placed on her arched, contorted back, before she goes limp. Hindenburg glares down sadistically at her for a moment, before turning his attention back to El Pablo, who is currently laying with half his body hidden under the ring apron. Hindenburg grabs the Underground Champion by the shirt, and pulls him to his feet..
*SSSMMMAAASSSHHH!!!*
DANIELS: Oh.. MAN!!! El Pablo just shattered a sheet of glass right over Hindenburg's skull!!!
Hindenburg roars out as his hands quickly cover his eyes, blood immediately becoming visible from several small breaks in his skin. As he staggers backwards, EP leaps to his feet, and climbs up onto the apron.
DANIELS: The Underground Champion thinking big...
After taking a second to look back, EP hops onto the second rope, and springboards off with a picture-perfect Asai Moonsault.. but Hindenburg once again manages to catch his assailant in mid-air.
DANIELS: ..but Hindenburg again manages to block it!
Hindenburg stumbles back, EP draped over his shoulder. He braces.. then swings him round.. and gets planted with a DDT, his head bouncing off the floor.
DANIELS: DDT!!! BAH GAWD what a DDT!!! Hindenburg could be out cold right there!
EP crawls over to check on Cristal, but his attention is quickly drawn by Skyscraper charging through the crowd to avenge his tag partner.
MASTERS: YES! Here comes the cavalry!
Skyscraper leaps over the barricade, as EP makes his escape by diving under the ropes into the ring.
DANIELS: El Pablo sliding into the ring, I'm not sure how smart a move that is with a match still going on...
EP gets to his feet, looking down wide-eyed at Skyscraper who glares at him from the outside. The staredown continues for a few moments.. until Payne charges up from behind EP, springboards off the second rope and clocks the Five Star Superstar right in the face with a roundhouse kick.
DANIELS: BITCH KICK! PAYNE WITH THE BITCH KICK!! EL PABLO IS OUT COLD!!!
Payne spins back to his feet, staring triumphantly down at El Pablo with an intense expression on his face. Suddenly, his eyes travel down to the Underground Title belt, which is still wrapped around EP's waist.
DANIELS: What's Payne thinking here..?
Snapping into life, Payne hauls EP to his feet. He kicks him in the stomach, and shoves the Five Star Superstar's head between his legs.
MASTERS: Get him Payne!!
Payne lets out a roar, then hauls EP up, planting him with a devestating PIMP-tonite. He then dives on top of the motionless EP.. and hooks the leg, motioning for the referee to come over...
DANIELS: Wait a second!
MASTERS: YES!!!
The referee starts to count..
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!!!
DANIELS: A three count? What.. what the hell just happened!?
MASTERS: 24/7 rules, Jarred.. Black Jesus just became the new Underground Champion!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!
Payne leaps to his feet and raises a fist above his head, a defiant smirk on his face as the boos start to rain down upon him.
DANIELS: Are you kidding me!? Marcellus Payne.. right in the middle of a completely seperate match.. has just shocked the world and picked up his first piece of EWA gold!!!
Suddenly, Payne's celebrations are abruptly cut short when Sweeney grabs him from behind, and hits him with a hangman's neckbreaker.
DANIELS: OH! But from behind.. Eli Sweeney!
Payne snaps back to his feet, and stumbles round, at which point he is grabbed round the neck once again by Sweeney, and planted with a DDT.
DANIELS: And Marcellus Payne's celebrations have just been well and truly COCK-BLOCKED!!!
Sweeney rolls Payne over, and lays back across him, hooking the leg as the referee drops to make the count...
ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE-KICK OUT!!!
DANIELS: He kicked out! Oh my God Payne kicked out!!! I thought he was done there for sure!
Eli sits bolt upright on the mat, his eyes wide in shock. He beats the mat with his fist, and jumps to his feet, before beginning to stomp down on Payne repeatedly, circling around him as he does.
DANIELS: Desperation calls, and Eli now unloading on Payne with the Sweeney Stomp!
Sweeney's stomping becomes more and more intense, until he decides to step out through the ropes and onto the apron. He lets out a triumphant howl, then vaults over the rope, landing a leg drop.. right onto the canvas, as Payne rolls out onto the apron himself.
DANIELS: Nobody home for Sweeney!
Sweeney gingerly gets back to his feet, as Payne slowly pulls himself up on the apron. Sweeney goes to grab Payne, but Payne ducks, catching his opponent with a shoulder to the midsection. With Sweeney doubled over, Payne then flips over the top rope, catching Sweeney with a sunset flip and rolling him up for a pin...
ONE!
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TWO!
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KICK OUT!!!
MASTERS: That HAD to be three!!!
Payne starts to pull himself up again, but his grogginess allows Sweeney to get to his feet first, and the TDS member takes advantage by driving a knee into Black Jesus' midsection. He follows up with a couple of punches, but Payne begins to fight back, connecting with a few of his own. Sweeney begins to reel backwards, as Payne gains momentum, repeatedly striking his opponent in the face. Just as he seems set to really get the upper hand, Sweeney comes back with another big knee to the gut, causing Payne to stagger back against the ropes. Sweeney grabs him, and attempts an Irish Whip.. but Payne reverses.. Eli rebounds, and ducks a lariat attempt.. rebounds again.. Payne lowers his head.. and Eli rolls down his back, landing on his feet behind him. Payne stands up, and Eli sets him up for a back suplex. He lifts, but Payne performs a roll-back of his own, and lands on his feet behind Sweeney.. then jumps up and nails him with a backstabber.
DANIELS: BLACK STABBER! BLACK STABBER!!!
Payne covers...
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*DING DING DING!*
DANIELS: And suddenly, just like that, this contest is over!
"Welcome To My Hood" returns to the soundsystem, as Payne gingerly stands back up, the referee raising his arm in victory.
FABIAN: Ladies and gentlemen.. the winner of this match.. the EWA UNDERGROUND CHAMPION... MMMMM-OH!
Max is abruptly cut off mid-exclamation as Payne turns round, and is met with a surprise boot to the midsection by El Pablo, who then hooks the arms and plants Black Jesus with the Identity Crisis.
DANIELS: IDENTITY CRISIS!! EL PABLO!! BLACK JESUS IS DOWN!!!
EP dives on top of Payne and hooks both legs...
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MASTERS: WHAT!? NOOO!!!!!
DANIELS: BAH GAWD! EL PABLO JUST PINNED PAYNE, AND IS THE UNDERGROUND CHAMPION ONCE AGAIN!!!
MASTERS: It can't be! What kind of stupid bloody circus is this!?!?!?
FABIAN: ..Okay! Ladies and gentlemen, your NEW EWA Underground Champion.. EEEEELLLLL PPPPPAAAAABBBBBLLLLLOOOOO!!!!!
"Hypersonic" by Jane's Addiction hits the soundsystem, as EP removes the belt from round his waist and thrusts it into the air. He only savours his victory for a few moments though before he feels his legs being taken out from under him
DANIELS: Marcellus is alive, i can't believe it, he's determined, he rolls Pablo up in a schoolboy
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MASTERS: Dammit, come on Jesus!
Marcellus slaps the mat and using the ropes, returns to his feet, swaying slightly as El Pablo nips back up, the two men face off and Pablo runs to the ropes, he returns with a running shoulder thrust
DANIELS: But Payne moves, grabbing Pablo mid run and throwing him to the outside.
Payne gets back down on the canva and rolls to the outside, a little steadier on his feet he grabs Pablo up
MASTERS: Thrown straight into the ring steps, this is how you beat up El Pablo
DANIELS: It certainly looks that way, the ref is on the outside too here as Payne lifts Pablo up, and onto his shoulder
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DANIELS: DAMN! PIMP-tonite onto that step, and a cover
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MASTERS: YES! And once again, Underground Champion.... MARCELLUS PAYNE!
Payne rolls into the ring and grabs up the belt, rolling back outside, completely worn out He starts up the ramp, and at halfway a huge cheer starts. Payne looks around, unblelieving as El Pablo is staggering towards him
MASTERS: STAY DOWN!
DANIELS: Payne runs at Pablo swinging that title belt... but Pablo ducks, and Payne spins into a double front dropkick form Pabs, flooring the UG champion
Pablo scrambles over to Payne and gets on top, throwing punches for all he's worth, Payne qiclly thrown him off andboth men raise wearily to their feet.
DANIELS: This corwd is going bananas, i can't believe that either men is still standing
Pablo jumps up onto a barrier close by and the fans help Pablo to balance in his weary state.
MASTERS: Payne runs at him as Pablo leaps
DANIELS: Flow over neckbreaker, executed to perfection,
Payne is down once more as Pablo runs back over to the self same barrier once more, hands from the crowd leeping his beaten body up as he signals to the fans
DANIELS: Listen to htis reaction... i can hardly hear myself think... and we know what's coming
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DANIELS: PABLO SPLASH FROM THE BARRIER... AND THE PIN
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MASTERS: GOD. DAMN. IT!
El Pablo rolls over the concrete to the belt just a few feet away, he grabs it and holds it to his chest, not even trying to stand, just breathing heavily
MASTERS: Come on Payne i know you can do it, don't let it end like this
The camera focuses in on Payne, his eyes glazed as he looks up at the domed roof, then he slowly looks over at the almost out of it Pablo and rolls to his front, crawling on his hands and knees over to Pablo and draping an arm over him
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DANIELS: KICK OUT! You know i can honestly no longer tell if this is about the Underground title or just a chance for each man to show how much more they can take, and dish out, than the other
Payne tries to raise to his knees and just as he does Manning's music hits the speakers. The fans man comes out and looks down on Payne, on his knees, looking up unfocused at the top of the stage, both he and El Pablo breathing heavily, in the ring Eli still hasn't moved and Cristal lies closeby
Manning: Okay guys, stop this. I know that belt has to be defended at all times, but you're killing yourselves out here before the Pay Per View coming up. I need you guys at 100% and right now, if you continue on, you'll be ucky if you even make it. I think the fans want to see this match happen, but not like this
The fans cheer and applaude the statement
Manning: So i'm going to make the match happen. At Retaliation Marcellus Payne will take on El Pablo one on one
Another cheer, louder this time, greets this statement
Manning: Oh.. and one more thing... the winner of your match will become... NUKMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
The cheers turn into a roar of approval and chants of
EL PABLO EL PABLO EL PABLO
Break out. Marcellus Payne is seen nodding hi head before finally succumbing and falling face frst to the concrete, all four competitors at ringsde now down
