Post by EHWF Management on Jan 5, 2015 6:05:15 GMT -5
The scene opens up as the fireworks begin to go off in the arena and the official opening theme song of EHWF Friday Night Mayhem, "Hurt Somebody" by Akon, is playing over the PA system.
The camera pans around the whole arena, showing all the screaming fans on their feet ready for another night full of action. After a few moments of the fans going crazy, the camera pans down to ringside, where the best announcers to have ever lived, Steve White and Chuck Thompson sit.
Steve White: Ladies and Gentlemen we welcome you to another amazing edition of Saturday Night Mayhem, the first show for 2015! Last week was an absolutely incredible night where we saw the huge Champions vs. Champions Christmas Tag Team Main Event! This week we're gonna see Blaise and Black Man team up once again to face Conner Creed and the mysterious Angelheart!
Chuck Thompson: Angelheart gives me the creeps for sure Steve, I mean look at what he did to Eli Sykes last week! Speaking of Sykes, he'll team up with long time friend, Hannah Walters to take on the team of the year, Mazzio & Aubree! I honestly can't wait for this match Steve! It's going to be incredible!
Steve White: I wonder what Chris Dunn thinks of Hannah's friendship with Eli Sykes? Perhaps he has too much on his mind to focus on that though because tonight he'll go on to fight in a triple threat match against Aaron Fredrick Hudson and Bill Ryder in our co-main event! For sure this contest will separate the men from the boys!
Chuck Thompson: And DGS will be once again teaming with his well, I guess it's his current flame and mother of his child and new tag partner, Maddie Murdock! They'll fight the team of Ryan Morgan and the rookie Luciano Capasso!
Steve White: I’m pumped to start this night Chuck so lets do it! Lets start this speacial edition of Saturday Night Mayhem and the first show for the year!
Lifestyle hits the PA System and the fans flood the arena with boos. Out comes the Corporate Power Billionaires – Brandon Bash with Van Jam by his side, Katerina Miliani behind them and Nick Rissi at the far back. They get into the ring as the fans continue booing them.
Steve White: Oh great... What a way to start the year...
Nick Rissi: Oh please! You overweight fucking assholes need to give the booing a rest! You can't boo me in my own country of origin! That's not how this works!
More booing ensues.
Nick Rissi: Last week, Mikey Mike Rissi and his wife put my ass in a one sided tag team match out of pety spite and to top it off, that psychotic homo rapist David Arnold took out one of my partners and gave him a heart attack! What tough guy eh? But that's besides the point... We lost purely because of Michael Rissi's beef with me! We didn't lose because we were a shitter team or because I walked out on the match, we lost because of Michael Rissi's pathetic grudge and because he feels inferior around me! ... And because I shoved his wife like once in the heat of the moment but he's gotta get over it...
Brandon Bash nods in agreement as Nick continues his rant.
Nick Rissi: I DIDN'T actually walk out on our match last week... The truth is I got and emergency call and had to leave. If I had stayed there is no doubt that we would have won... But I'm very proud of one man who actually stuck it out and did his best to fight those losers! ... I'm talkin' about Van Jam!
Van Jam looks surprised as Nick and Brandon bring him forward and clap for him. Van Jam is flattered and hugs Nick in return.
Nick Rissi: Van Jam is a true man! A mans man and a real Corporate Power Billionaire! He is a great example of what a competitor should be! And as a result of his bravery and talent, he will be rewarded!
Steve White: Rewarded? What does that mean?
Brandon signals over to the announce area and a ref comes over and reaches over to Brandon in the ring, handing him something wrapped in a cloth. The fans fall silent as they watch on for a moment.
Steve White: Wait what’s that?
Brandon hands Nick Rissi the object and Nick unveils it, revealing it to be the Northern American Championship title belt!
Steve White: The North American Championship? W-Wait… No way…
Nick Rissi: Van, you’ve done a great job since you walked into our company! If you saw last week, David GS was rightfully stripped of the Northern American Championship… Fuck that faggot; we all think that you deserve this title Van... Even the fans are behind you!
The fans all start to boo wildly as Van Jam looks around, hand over his mouth and in shock. He takes the title from Nick Rissi and nods, giving him and Brandon a big hug.
Steve White: What? Bah Gawd that’s not right! You can’t just give him the title he didn’t earn it! The Corporate Powers can’t just do that! Someone stop them right now!
Nick Rissi: Ladies and gents… Let me award Van Jameson the Northern American Championship and present to you the NEW Northern American Champion!
The fans freak out and start booing and pelting the ring with garbage. Van Jam holds the title belt high in the air and celebrates as security comes to escort the CPB from the ring safely.
Steve White: Well what a way to start the night! Dammit!
We pan to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this opening match is a triple threat match set for one fall!
The opening whistle of Rammstein's 'Engel' can be heard from the speaker system. The house lights go down and a single red light is shining on the curtain. As the drums pick up in the song, out walks Eric James, in his white Japanese inspired mask. He is met with a chorus of boo's, and quite a few cheers as he methodically makes his way down to the ring. He slides into the ring, and kips up. James' eyes search, and end up on a turnbuckle, where he runs and jumps on the top of it. His hands wander to the back of his mask and he quickly rips it off, revealing a fierce, ferocious look about him. He cocks his head to the side and watches the crowd.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Eric James!
Kyle Sanders comes out to boos and gets in the ring waiting for his opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent… Kyle Sanders!
The lights go out in the arena. A few moments pass before the words "Fear the reaper" is heard throughout the PA system. That's when "Heaven Knows" by The Pretty Reckless starts playing as surprisingly lighters and cell phones come on through the arena, illuminating the arena a little bit. After a few moments of this, a spotlight turns on at the top of the ramp showing David Arnold standing there.
The fans in attendance don't cheer nor do they boo, they simply just continue with their lights until blue spotlights start flashing through the arena along with the rhythm of the song. David stands there, staring out at the arena, the hood of his black vest covering his head and face all the way to his eye level. After pausing a few more moments, he then makes his way down to the ring, not interacting with anyone or anything as he does.
Once he slides into the ring, the lights in the arena come back on and surprisingly show a decent number of people in attendance now wearing a black mask that they brought from home. David just stares out at them, no emotion on his face, as he takes his vest and skull cap off, then stands there waiting for the match to start.
Patricia Downs: And finally… David Arnold!
DING DING DING!
The bell sounds. Kyle Sanders slides out of the ring as Eric James runs up and grabs Arnold by his hair and tosses him into the corner then starts hitting him with big corner thrusts! Arnold pounds James in the back and breaks free but James fires back with a right hand! David responds with a headbutt and knocks David off of his feet. James hits David with a right hand causing David to hit James with a quick snap suplex out of nowhere. David clutches onto James and is about to hit him with another suplex but James elbows him in the ribs and reverses it into a suplex of his own! The fans cheer as both men are down!
Steve White: Here we go Chuck! This one is gonna prove a lot! James and Arnold are fighting It out tough in the ring right now whereas Sanders is watching on the outside for some reason…
Chuck Thompson: Well Sanders and James have never really been impressive competitors and David Arnold is really messed up. It’s hard to pick a winner in this one.
Arnold tosses Smith into the corner and runs up, hitting him with a clothesline! Sanders runs in with a steel chair and swings at Arnold but Arnold ducks it and Sanders hits Eric on the mat instead! Arnold grabs Sanders and starts choking him from behind! Arnold is able to wrestle the steel chair out of Sanders’ hands and then smack him over the skull with it! Sanders falls through the middle rope back to the outside! James comes behind Arnold and jumps on his back but Arnold flips him onto the mat!
Steve White: Sanders is all over the place on the outside! He’s bleeding and can’t get up! I think we need a medic or something out here right now!
Chuck Thompson: In the ring thought it looks like Eric James can’t get a grip on this match! Come on son, you’re supposed to be a Hall of Famer!
Arnold picks James up and tosses him into the corner again, this time running up and kneeing Eric right in the balls! The fans shrill and then boo David Arnold as he taunts them! Arnold starts stomping out Eric until he starts to bleed badly on the mat! James tires desperately to escape, rolling out of the ring but Arnold rolls out and stops a groggy Eric from getting any further! Arnold tosses Eric into the ringpost then rolls him in the ring!
Steve White: It looks like Arnold has done the damage and EJ is in some deep shit right now!
Chuck Thompson: EJ just can’t hack it… I thought he along with Sanders would surprise me this time...
Arnold slides back into the ring then picks Eric up and hits him with the does of reality! Arnold quickly covers Eric as Sanders is still out from the chair shot!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here is your winner… David Arnold.
Arnold doesn’t wait to get his arm raised. Instead he gets up and starts stomping directly onto Eric James’ head! Eric James is a bloody mess by the end of it as he lies on the mat in a pool of blood while two refs drag Arnold away…
Steve White: Damn it! David Arnold is a no good son of a bitch who deserves to be shot! He just stomped out an already hurt Eric James! He’s been doing this shit for a month now!
Chuck Thompson: He’s a psycho Steve and he may have just sidelined Eric James as well...
We fade out to commercial as EMT’s swarm the area to help Eric James…
We pan to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following match is set for one fall!
"The Real Deal" Chris Smith surfaces from behind the black curtain to a mixed reaction from the fans. He smirks, before heading down the ramp in full sprint just before he slides into the ring. He taunts, smiles, and embraces the crowd. He patiently rests his back against the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Chris Smith!
The Mayhem entrance ramp is bathed in green light as "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N Roses starts to rock the PA. As the music begins to swell Savannah appears onstage while green pyro surrounds her, shooting up in a jungle of fire. As she's announced Savannah moves toward the ring, taking the time to enjoy the trip, high fiving and hugging along the way- not seeming to mind the one or two male fans who get carried away in the arms of a beautiful bitch like her. On reaching the ring she'll slip in, then start to crawl toward the entrance while the pyros surround her again- like she's 'stalking' her opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent… ‘The Wild Cat’ Savannah!
DING DING DING!
Just as the referee was about to call for the bell for the match to start, "I Miss the Misery" by Halestorm blared throughout the arena. Savannah would turn her attention to the stage while the crowd went wild. Alexandria Kendrick and Wilmer Patacky could be seen stepping out from behind the curtain. Alex and Savannah glared at each other, as Alex would then hold her right arm up in the air, the Hardcore Championship grasped in her hand as she held it up high.
Steve White: This match was just about to get started, but now here comes the Hardcore Champion, Alexandria Kendrick and her lover boy, Wilmer Patacky!
Chuck Thompson: What in the world are they doing out here? Oh, wait...they're heading this way! Be on your best behavior, Steve! We got a fine ass woman heading this way!
Both Alex and Wilmer had already made their way down the ramp and around the ring towards commentary. Alex never took her eyes off of Savannah, who returned the favor. Wilmer sat down with Steve and Chuck, while Alex placed the Hardcore Championship over her right shoulder and stood next to him...more concerned with watching the match rather than joining the commentary team.
Steve White: Ladies and gentleman, it seems like former Tag Team Champion "Wacky" Wilmer Patacky will be joining us for this match up!
Chuck Thompson: Wait, why isn't miss Alexandria joining us? Though, I can't say I don't mind the view of her standing there...
Wilmer had just finished putting on his headset as Chuck said that, as he looked over to him while cocking up his right eyebrow.
Wilmer Patacky: Really, Chuck? I'm right here, and I'm more than sure that I can kick your ass. Thanks for the intro, Steve...now let's get this match started, huh!?
Once Alex's music cut, the ref asked both competitors if they were ready. This snapped Savannah back to reality, as she nodded and the ref called for the bell.
Wilmer Patacky: Man, oh man...Jerry said this was pretty fun. I'm excited to be out here to join you guys for this match! Looking forward to scouting out some of these new moves that Savannah said she might be debuting tonight.
Savannah and Chris would meet in the center of the ring and lock up. Chris would get the upper hand as he would pull Savannah's head in for a headlock and wrench it in pretty hard.
Steve White: Speaking of Jerry, how is he doing, Wilmer? Chris Smith gets the upper hand in the lockup, getting Savannah in a headlock!
Wilmer Patacky: Oh, he's still healing up. But he's also putting in time doing the Lord Willy's work, so it's not like he's just loafing around. When he comes back, he'll wreck shit, son!
Chuck Thompson: Right, Wilmer. Well...you two certainly are quite the...odd...team.
Wilmer Patacky: You talking smack, Chucky? Why don't you shut up and see what Tommy Pickles is doing while we call this match, huh?
Savannah wouldn't be stuck in the headlock for long, as she began landing big right hands into the lower back of Chris. She would then shove him off of her. He would turn around and jump at her to keep on the offensive, only to get rocked with a quick left jab to the jaw. This was followed by another left jab, before she forced him into the corner with a big right hook.
Steve White: Savannah showing her fighting spirit with those quick fists!
Chuck Thompson: She said she wanted to prove she deserves the right to face Alexandria for the Hardcore Championship, and I think she is showing just that right here, Steve.
Wilmer Patacky: This is nothing compared to what my babes can do, though. She's a very skilled hand-to-face competitor, you know.
Chuck Thompson: You mean hand-to-hand, don't you?
Wilmer Patacky: No, Chucky...she's pretty good at having her hand hit you in the face. Get a grip, man!
Steve White can be heard laughing, as Savannah begins to go to town on Chris in the corner with big jabs and hooks, throwing in a kick to the midsection as the ref gets to a count of four. Savannah backs up, as Chris slumps down in the turnbuckle. Savannah would then turn and glare over at Alex, flashing her a smile.
Steve White: Looks like Savannah is trying to send Alexandria a message here, Wilmer. After what she's done to Conner Creed at Last Rites, aren't you the least bit worried that she might take the Hardcore Title from Alexandria, Wilmer?
Wilmer Patacky: Psh. She may have given Creed quite a beating...but she still lost the match, didn't she? She won't be able to beat my babes, or even get close to giving her such a beating. My babes is no Conner Creed. She will be the one leaving Savannah in a pool of blood, not the other way around.
Chuck Thompson: I really don't want to see either of these babes laying in a pool of their own blood, honestly.
Savannah wouldn't let Chris have any time to recover, as she charged at him and smashed her knee right into his face while he was still slumped down in the turnbuckle. The crowd was going nuts, as Alex watched on seeming somewhat impressed. Savannah would then lift Chris up to his feet, only to flip him over her with a snapmare. She would follow it up with a kick right to his spine, as he winced in pain and fell over to his side.
Wilmer Patacky: She's got kicks, Steve! Take a drink!
Chuck Thompson: Take a drink of what? Wait...did you really bring a flask out here!? Steve, don't drink that! Who knows what it is!
Steve White: It's strong, whatever it is, Chuck. Shut up and call the match!
Wilmer Patacky: Yeah, Chucky! The adults are playing a drinking game over here!
Savannah had mounted over Chris now, smashing big left and rights into his face, once again stopping before the referee got to a count of five. She got up and once again looked over at Alex, practically laughing as she began to lift Chris up to his feet. Chris stumbled a bit, but managed to stay on his feet. Savannah would look over at Alex again, pointing at her. Chris would take advantage of this and roll her up with a schoolboy!
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Savannah quickly kicks out!
Wilmer Patacky: Two count! Take another drink, Steve! Yay, alcohol! Yay, wrestling!
Chuck Thompson: Really, guys? Chris Smith nearly got an upset over the dominating Savannah, and you guys are taking shots?
Savannah was quickly back up to her feet as Chris slowly climbed up. Once he was standing, Savannah didn't waste any time. She spun around, throwing out her right leg. Next thing you know, her foot connects to the side of Chris's head and he goes down like a ton of bricks!
Chuck Thompson: What a spinning roundhouse kick from Savannah!
Wilmer Patacky: Fuck the what!?
Steve White: I believe she's got kicks, Wilmer...DRINK!
Wilmer Patacky: Sommonabish, you're right. Hope you saw that coming, babes!
Savannah makes the cover as the ref counts.
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here is your winner... Savannah!
The bell rings as Savannah climbs to her feet. The ref raises her arm in victory as her music blares through the arena.
Wilmer Patacky: Well, guys...this was fun. Well, you were fun at least, Stevie-boy. Chucky, you can go fuck a beehive.
Wilmer would then pull the headset off of his head and get up from the seat. Savannah climbed out of the ring and got up in Alex's face. Alex didn't move, as she simply flashed a small grin at Savannah. Wilmer cam up and got in between the two...which would end up being a bad call. Savannah quickly kneed him right in his balls, causing him to go down hard.
Chuck Thompson: Do you think that Jerry still has the cup they share? Because Wilmer obviously isn't wearing his own tonight.
Steve White: Probably because he wasn't scheduled in a match, Chuck. Obviously.
That action set Alex off. She dropped the Hardcore Championship and lunged at Savannah. The two women started trading right hands as the crowd went nuts.
Steve White: Catfight, Chuck! Well...I guess this isn't really a catfight. These two ladies are slugging the hell out of each other!
They kept trading right hands before Alex shoved Savannah back. Alex spun around, looking for a spinning back fist but Savannah ducked under it. Savannah would then bring her right knee up into the midsection of Alex, causing her to hunch over in pain. Savannah would then grab Alex around the waist, and ram her into the ring apron, while also ramming her shoulder into the midsection of Alex. Before Alex could even react, Savannah had spun around and nailed her with that big spinning roundhouse that just put Chris Smith down for the count.
Chuck Thompson: Savannah sending a big message to Alexandria right there! The Hardcore Championship could be coming home with her at Sudden Death, Steve!
Steve White: That could happen, Chuck! What a message Savannah has sent!
Savannah would then walk over and pick up the Hardcore Championship before walking back over to Alex. She would place her right foot on the chest of Alex, while lifting the Hardcore Championship up into the air as her music once again began to blare throughout the arena. The scene would then cut to a commercial break.
We come to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following tag team match is set for one fall!
How can you see into my eyes?
Like open doors...
As the opening words of "Bring me to life" are heard, the lights in the arena dim. The crowd anticipate the arrival of Ryan Morgan. It is imminent.
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb... Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold... Until you find it there and lead it back home...
"Wake me up!"
The crowd erupt as the song bursts into life. Red pyro accompanies the change in atmosphere. The song continues through its chorus... and Ryan Morgan finally appears. He has a dark blue, almost black hooded top on, with the hood up. His wrestling tights are predominantly black, but they are accompanied by red and white hoops, that take up the top half of his legs. He has black wrestling boots on, with the same red and white hooped pattern covering the higher points. Black MMA gloves cover his hands but he is noticeably without elbow pads.
He makes his way to the ring with pace. He acknowledges a few fans, slapping their hands and nodding his head with passion. He slides into the ring via the bottom rope. He drops his hood before unzipping the top and throwing it to the side. He flexes his muscles, whilst making a point of his shoulders.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Ryan Morgan!
All the lights in the arena go out as it's pitch black. Better Than You by "Metallica" hits hard over the PA system as Luciano walks out from behind the stage. He then walks down the ramp way flexing his muscles as he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. Luciano then walks up the steps and enters inside the ring through the middle ropes. Once he is in the ring all the lights come on has he just stands in the middle of the ring awaiting his opposition.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… Luciano Capasso
"It's the End of an Empire..."
Spotlights in the rafters and strobe/laser combinations on-stage come alive, pulsing bright white in time with Celldweller's "End of an Empire". David Gideon Smith, garbed in a white hooded longcoat, slowly makes his way out onto the stage, coming to a halt at the top of the ramp and slowly lifting his hands to the hood concealing his face.
"A start... an end... a rise, and fall,
No system eternal and no one immortal.
Creation all... must end... in destruction.
WE CANNOT CHANGE THE FATE OF CIVILIZATION."
DGS tosses back his hood, exposing his face and triggering rows of white pyro columns on either side of him (a' la Brock Lesnar). He remains atop the ramp as his music approaches fever-pitch, impassively surveying the arena, and as the first verse hits he at last starts down the ramp. Reaching ringside, he ascends the steel steps and enters through the ropes, crosses the ring and goes up onto the second turnbuckle. From there he surveys the crowd, standing tall, his face a mask of stoicism and contempt; after a few moments he shrugs out of his longcoat, tossing it down to ringside, and hops back down to the mat, where he begins to pace calmly back and forth, loosening up his upper body.
Patricia Downs: And next their opponents… First… David Smith!
Maddie Murdock’s music hits and she comes out onto the stage. She makes her way down the ramp and gets into the ring, waiting for the match to start.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… Maddie Murdock!
DING DING DING!
The match begins with David Smith and Ryan Morgan locking up in the center of the ring! Smith turns Morgan around and gets him in a headlock! Morgan hits Smith in the ribs with continuous elbows and gets out of the hold and whips Smith into the corner! Morgan bolts at Smith for a corner clothesline but Smith dodges him and Morgan hits the turnbuckle! Morgan stumbles backwards and Smith runs up and nails Morgan with a running boot! Morgan gets right back up but Smith takes him down with a dropkick! Smith approaches Morgan but Morgan backhands Smith across the face and sends him into the corner! Morgan runs at Smith but Smith raises his boot and Morgan runs right into it! Morgan hits the mat and Smith runs up hitting Morgan across the chest with a somersault legdrop!
Steve White: We’re getting a decent match here tonight. It appears that Maddie and David have formed a good team in the recent weeks since it was revealed that David is her baby daddy. I wonder if they’re going to be able to work together as a team on Mayhem though?
Chuck Thompson: I’m sure they will for the time being. These two have made so many enemies here so I guess it can’t hurt, them teaming up to watch each others back for now.
Morgan springs up grabs Smith, pushing him in the corner and starts to choke him out! Smith grabs Morgan by the hair and tosses him right back into the corner! Smith hammers Morgan with continuous right hands until Morgan boots Smith in the gut and follows up with a right hand to the gut! Smith stumbles down to the center of the ring, coughing and spluttering while Morgan bounces off of the ropes and sprints at a downed Smith on the mat and fires a kick but Smith dodges it! Smith runs at Morgan and goes for the Spear but Morgan leapfrogs him! They both turn around and go to act but as they run at each other, they both take each other out with clotheslines!
Steve White: And both men are down. Last week it you recall, David Smith was attacked by Santa. What an honor that must have been, I wonder if we’ll see Santa again tonight Chuck?
Chuck Thompson: Why the fuck would we see him tonight? Stupid ass bitch, Steve…
Morgan starts stumbling and gets to his feet. He approaches Smith but Smith dashes up and boots Morgan right in the head! Both men go down again but this time get up quickly only to lock up once again! Morgan elbows Smith in the face until he lets go! Morgan lines Smith up only to have Smith duck his kick and then levels him with a lariat! Smith falls into his corner, exhausted and tries to catch his breath but Maddie Murdock tags herself into the match! She makes her way into the ring. Maddie approaches Morgan but he dives across the ring and tags in Capasso! Capasso runs in and nails Maddie with a powerful battering ram!
Steve White: Maddie comes in but Luciano puts her down with a big shoulder block from the ropes! What a great match this is turning out to be! Can Maddie and Smith do it here tonight or will Luciano and Morgan pick up some steam here!
Chuck Thompson: Capasso has looked good for a while now on Mayhem and a win here would put here where he wants to be! DGS and Maddie aren’t ones to let that happen easily though.
Capasso goes for a clothesline but this time she ducks it! Maddie turns around and gets Capasso in a chokehold but he easily powers out of it! Maddie jumps up and dropkicks Capasso but it has little effect! She gets up but Capasso plants his palm on her back and sends her to the mat where he knees her in the face! He approaches her again but this time she trips him up on the match! Maddie gets up and springs off of the second rope for a moonsault but Capasso puts his knees up and Maddie lands right on his knees! Capasso pushes her off of him and gets up! He grabs her by the hair and picks her up then scoops her up and plants her on her back on the mat! The fans go wild as Capasso hooks the far leg!
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KICK OUT!
Maddie kicks out and forces her way up! They get to their feet and Maddie hits Capasso with some big right! Capasso tries to respond but she dodges them and boots Capasso in the midsection! Maddie bounces off of the ropes and looks to hit a bent Capasso with a running move but Capasso comes out of nowhere and dashes at Maddie only to have her scout the move and respond with a hard knee, sending Capasso right into it and flipping him onto the mat!
Steve White: Bah Gawd Maddie just messed up Capasso right there with that incredible knee! What reflexes! What speed!
Chuck Thompson: Capasso needs to get up here and fuck some shit up for DGS and Maddie!
Capasso gets up only for Maddie to swing a kick at him! He dodges it and tags back in Ryan to the match! Ryan comes in and swings for a clothesline but Maddie ducks him! He goes for another but she ducks him again, this time spinning around and grabbing him by the back of the head, planting him down with the Beautiful Bulldog! Luciano shakes his head on the apron in disgust as Maddie covers him!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here are your winners… David Smith & Maddie Murdock!
David Smith gets back in the ring. Maddie gets up and the two come closer in the ring as they share a stare until we fade out to a commercial.
We come back to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following mixed tag team match is set for one fall!
As "Death By My Side" by Desolated begins blaring through the speakers of the arena, the crowd rise to their feet in excitement, awaiting the appearance of Eli Sykes. The camera pans around the arena before focusing on the stage as Eli Sykes bursts through the curtain with his arms spread out and his hands open wide. At the front of the stage, he gets down on one knee, slaps the steel floor, and quickly rises back to his feet, yelling "Kill em all" at the top of his lungs. While he makes his way down the ramp, he loosens up by stretching his arms and legs. He then climbs the steel steps and walks along the apron of the ring, facing the crowd before entering the ring. Once in the ring he shadow boxes for a few moments before squatting down in the corner and facing down towards the mat, awaiting the arrival of his opponent(s).
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Eli Sykes!
The camera's turn toward the stage as "I Like Itl" by Enrique Iglesias begins to play as Hannah Walters makes her way out from backstage. The fans scream, as she raises her arms up and points both of her index fingers in the air, shaking her hips. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping the fans hands. She hurries up the stairs and steps into the ring between the top and middle rope shaking her butt some as she enters. Once in the ring, she runs to the nearest turnbuckle and hops on the second rope waving her hands in the air and blows a kiss with a wink. Hannah hops down and awaits her opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… Hannah Walters!
The lights dim and Mazzio and Aubree’s music hits! The fans get to their feet as they make their way to the stage setting off their pyro! They make their way down the ramp and get into the ring, eager to start their match.
Patricia Downs: And next their opponents… Mazzio and Aubree Celeste!
DING DING DING!
The bell sounds and Mazzio and Eli start the match off. They go to lock up but Eli quickly moves behind Mazzio! Mazzio senses him and turns Eli around then pulls him right into a big clothesline! Already the fans are all on their feet as Mazzio picks Eli up and tosses him into the corner! Mazzio runs up and hits Eli in the corner with a big splash! Eli, yells in pain as Mazzio backs off! Mazzio runs up again but Eli steps up and kicks Mazzio right in the face! Eli rushes over and gets Mazzio in a big headlock! Mazzio powers out of it and whips Eli against the ropes! Eli bounces back as Mazzio goes for a clothesline but Eli ducks him! Eli bounces back off of the ropes and comes back, dropkicking Mazzio in the thigh! Eli gets about a second to get to the ropes. He starts to climb and springs off of the top rope, hitting Mazzio with a side kick right to the head!
Chuck Thompson: Whoa what a kick! These are some really talented individuals in this ring right now and we’re getting a treat seeing them in action… Especially these fine ass divas!
Steve White: Keep your mind on the action Chuck! Eli Sykes and Mazzio are fighting an intense match up right now! Mazzio was giving him a beating but it looks like Sykes is striking back!
Eli gets Mazzio back in a headlock and tries to pull him to the corner but it’s no good! Mazzio lifts Eli up and slams him down hard on the mat! Mazzio picks Eli up and grabs him by the arm! Mazzio whips him over to the corner and he reaches out for a tag but he can’t get it as Mazzio pulls him back, right into a massive clothesline, which sends him spinning in the air and crashing down to the mat! The fans are in shock as Mazzio comes back over to Sykes and starts to pick him up again… Sykes grabs Mazzio’s head and drops down hitting him with a surprise jawbreaker! Sykes dashes over and tags in Hannah as the fans go wild!
Chuck Thompson: Shit! Did you see that freaking clothesline! I’m surprised Sykes isn’t fucking dead! Mazzio a freaking beast who needs to be drug tested every hour! What does Aubree see in him!?
Steve White: I think she just saw that and she looked pretty damn impressed! Now Hannah Walters is coming into this match, what’ll happen!?
Hannah steps into the ring and looks up at Mazzio. Mazzio walks over to his corner and tags in Aubree as the fans go nuts! Aubree comes in and she and Hannah bump fists before circling each other in the ring! They lock up and neither can get the upper hand so Hannah quickly gets Aubree in a headlock then follows up with a snapmare on the mat! Hannah locks Aubree in a butterfly submission hold on the mat and tries to get her to tap but Aubree stands up and gets out of it! Hannah follows up with a boot to Aubree’s midsection, putting her back down! Hannah keeps control of the match, dragging Aubree to get corner and locking her in a chokehold! Aubree struggles for a moment before flipping Hannah off of her and then kicking her in the face!
Chuck Thompson: These two are really going at it! This is the greatest moment of my announcing career Steve!
Steve White: What a match!
Aubree picks Hannah up and knees her in the midsection but Hannah pushes Aubree off of her and tags Eli Sykes back into the match! Aubree quickly rolls over the mat and dives, tagging in Mazzio, sending the fans roaring with cheers. Mazzio comes in but just as he and Eli are about to meet, the lights do out!
Chuck Thompson: I can’t see anything!
Steve White: Damn it! This was a great match but we knew Angelheart would be out here to target Sykes and Hannah!
The lights flicker back on… Eli and Mazzio are still in the ring and Angelheart is nowhere to be found… Eli looks around and checks if Hannah is all right… Angelheart isn’t here and Eli looks back at Mazzio… Mazzio shrugs as Eli dashes at Mazzio to finish the match! Eli swings but Mazzio weaves out of his punches! Mazzio goes for a clothesline but Eli ducks! Eli turns back and swings at Mazzio but Mazzio ducks him in return!
Mazzio presses Eli up above his head then hits him with Infinite Dismissal! The fans cheer as the static fades off and Mazzio covers Eli!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here are your winners… Aubree Celeste and Mazzio!
Chuck Thompson: What a match that was!
Steve White: Damn it! Angelheart is still playing with Sykes! Why didn’t he show his face like a man?
Eli Sykes rolls to the outside, holding his midsection as Hannah helps him. In the ring Mazzio and Aubree Celebrate their win but on the outside, Eli and Hannah keep and eye out for Angelheart, his eerie static, still playing in their minds as they make their way to the back. We fade to a commercial.
We come back to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following match is a triple threat match set for one fall!
The opening dialogue of "Bad Religion" by Godsmack starts and out comes Aaron with a local woman on each of his arms and a beer in his hand. He makes his way down the ramp to the ring. As he gets there he kisses each of the woman and leads them to a seats next to the commentators. Once the ladies were seated Arron slips into the ring in a Shawn Michealesque knee slide. He stays still as his music comes to an end his eyes on the ramp as he watches he opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Aaron Fredrick Hudson!
The opening chords to Five Finger Death Punch's "Walk Away" would bellow throughout the arena, as the fans began to stir in excitement. Stepping through the single slitted black curtain would be a man who needed no introduction, Bill Ryder. He stood at the base of the ramp, his eyes remained focused and pointed forward, sending a direct message that he was here for war. His dark blue eyes took a moment to scan the packed arena just before sliding a smirk across his poisonous lips. He was seen in a black "Prince of Pain" t-shirt- which embraced the image of a broken crown that rested on the seat of a metal steel chair. His lower body was shown displaying red and black tights, black knee pads that stretched over both knees which connected to his black and red kick-padded boots. He also wore black wrist and hand tape around both hands. In his right hand he he grasped a steel chair. An object he had come to love over the course of his wrestling career. The once World Champion would make his way slowly down the ramp. He showed no emotion, and absolutely zero fear, as he slowly entered the ring. His eyes continued to scan the arena just before he placed the chair in the center of the ring. He set it up and sat on it. His eyes now piercing forward in the direction of the entrances ramp, as he eagerly awaited his opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent… Bill Ryder!
The opening roar of "Right Here, Right Now" by CFO$ is heard throughout the arena as the fans explode into cheers. Chris Dunn makes it out onto the stage as you can feel the energy radiating off of him as a more upbeat guitar is heard. Chris points down to the ground, before flailing his arms up and down as he spins around so his back is facing the ring, before jumping up and down a bit before he points towards the crowd and then twerks - to the delight of the female fans, before he runs his hands through his wet bleach blonde slicked back hair and throwing his arms out as he lets out a loud battle cry. He spins back around and does a small fist pump, you can see a smirk on Chris' face as he chews his gum. Once again Chris points downwards and pointing towards himself and then to the crowd before you can hear him yell out: "You know what time it is!" before this time pointing down over to the ring, running his hands through his hair a bit before slapping the back of his thighs a few times, flailing his arms up and down once more a bit. Chris made his way around the ring as he hopped up onto the other ring apron and went to enter the ring, however he hesitated and just sat on the middle rope and once again pointed downwards before then pointing out towards the crowd. Chris entered the ring completely as he walked around the ring, still chewing his gum as he stopped, looking out at the crowd another smirk appearing on his face as he removed his trademark black and pink "Show Stealer" muscle shirt and threw it into the crowd before beginning to strut around the ring, as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.
Patricia Downs: And finally… Chris Dunn!
DING DING DING!
The bell sounds and Bill and Hudson instantly lock up! Hudson starts to hit Bill with hard rights until Bill fires back with a knee to the gut! Bill whips Hudson into the corner but as he goes for a corner attack, Chris Dunn runs up and jumps on Bill, swinging around him and hitting him with a falling DDT! The fans cheer as Bill is already bleeding on the mat and Dunn covers him!
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Hudson dives and breaks it up!
Chuck Thompson: Dunn with that amazing swinging DDT outta nowhere and he was a second away from instantly winning this match! This kid is gonna have a bright future here no matter what!
Steve White: If he proves he can hack it in the big leagues then Chris Dunn will be world championship material for sure, but first he has his hands full with these two psychos!
Hudson picks Dunn up and headbutts him into the corner! Dunn jumps up and gets Hudson in a headlock then plants him on the mat! He doesn’t get a second to get up as Bill runs over and boots him in the head! Bill gets on top of Dunn and starts hitting him with left and right hands on the mat! Hudson comes up behind Bill and grabs him by the hair, pulling him off then dragging him to the mat in an armbar! The fans go wild as Bill screams in pain! Dunn jumps over and breaks it up then starts to stomp on Hudson with big boots!
Chuck Thompson: All three of these guys are everywhere! Now this is what I call a triple threat!
Steve White: Hudson almost had Bill there! All of these guys want this win and for good reason. Dunn wants to further his already sky rocketing momentum and Ryder and Hudson really need it!
Dunn pulls Hudson up and goes to toss him out of the ring but Hudson reverses it and tosses Dunn over the top rope, hard onto the apron! Hudson turns around into a boot from Bill! Bill looks for the Ryde of Your Life but Hudson avoids it and the two start trading blows! Dunn comes flying over the top rope and double clotheslines both Hudson and Bill! Both men are down as Dunn stands over Hudson and calls for him to get up!
Chuck Thompson: Chris Dunn with that incredible impact back into this match! It’s not looking good for Hudson!
Steve White: No it’s not! Watch out!
Dunn grabs Hudson thinking for one of his finishers but Hudson knees Dunn in the groin then pushes him over the top rope to the outside! Hudson doesn’t get a second as he’s pulled off of the ropes and rolled up but Bill Ryder!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here is your winner… Bill Ryder!
Bill Ryder gets his arm raised as Hudson lies on the mat and Chris Dunn shakes his head on the outside. We fade out to a commercial.
We come back to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this main event match is a tag team match set for one fall!
“Rollin” by Limp Bizket hits the PA system as the fans stand to their feet and cheer continuously as Black Man steps to the stage. Black Man raises his hand to the fans, a very custom move by the veteran, as he shows his respect for the fans that made him a legend. Slowly but surely Black Man proceeds down the ramp taking in the crowds reaction towards their hero. As he reaches the ropes, he hops onto the ring apron and then under the second rope before stops in the dead center of the ring. Black Man again raises both hands into the air and embraces the love that is showered upon him.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Black Man!
A song begins to blare throughout the arena and the fans look on in confusion. Nothing in playing on the tron and then suddenly Blaise's name appears on the screen and the fans begin to cheer. Every now and then the fans would cheer for Blaise because they truly appreciated her talent despite the sour attitude she had. She appears from the back and the arena is swallowed in darkness with one small spotlight that follows the diva's every move. She has a dark black hoodie on and is wearing a pair of black gloves, a different attire than usual the fans take notice as she stands on top of the ramp for a moment. She begins to decide down the ramp, paying no attention to the fans. Her eyes solely focused on the ring in front of her.
Blaise walks around to the side of the ring and jumps up. She swings her leg as she gets on the apron, before going into the ring. She walks to the other side of the ring and makes her way to the turnbuckle where she takes off her hood. Blaise appears to be slightly different looking. She's sporting darker make up and her hair seems to be a couple of shades darker. It appears a lot of has changed in the last few months, and not just in EHWF in Blaise's time apart from the company. She takes her jacket off that has the letters "QB" sowed into the back and tosses it at the ring announcer. And then a vintage moment of Blaise happens in which she demands the referee to help her down from the turnbuckle, displaying that she still is in fact the same handful she was not too long ago. She looks on with her arms crossed on her chest, unimpressed.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… The EHWF Champion… Blaise!
DING DING DING!
Chuck Thompson: Where are their opponents!?
Angelheart’s static hits once again but he doesn’t emerge. Black Man and Blaise look around waiting for someone as the bell has rung. Suddenly the tron flickers on and Conner Creed is seen on scree via satellite in a parking lot on his motorbike.
Conner Creed: Hey there guys… I bet you’re expecting me to be down there… I mean, we do have a match and all… Unfortunately I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it…
The fans boo wildly as Blaise and Black Man are left without opponents.
Steve White: Not going to make it? The bell has run Creed! Get down here, get Angelheart and get your asses in the ring right now! We have a main event!
Conner Creed: See… I went cruising and I was unable to make it out of the states to come down to sunny Australia to beat ya’ll… I didn’t get down there mainly because fighting you two untalented, sucky little fuckheaded faggos seems like the most boring and worst experience that could have ever been thought up by anyone…
The fans continue to boo as Blaise rolls her eyes and clutches her title belt. Black Man looks out at the stage and calls for someone to show themselves.
Steve White: Creed’s not even in the country!? We have a main event to see!
Conner Creed: Honestly Blaise, you may have beaten me a few times on paper but the truth is you got lucky those times we faced each other and last week in that Christmas Tag Team disaster of a match, we all know that I was at a disadvantage with DGS as my partner… It was pretty much a fucking handicap match with that motherfucker on my team…
Blaise sits up on the ropes and tilts her head back, yawning at Creed and relaxing as the fans cheer for her. Creed shakes his head as he leans in forward to the camera.
Conner Creed: Just like all of these idiotic fans Blaise… You’re delusional… You’re fucking delusional… You think you’re a God around here and I’ll admit, you’ve proved that there’s not really anyone that can touch you right now… Except for me that is… See, you’re such a smug fucking bitch – thinking that your wins over me have meant anything! They mean nothing and you know it! If I were to fight you right now one on one you’d be fucked… They’re be no Santa or Joanna Rissi to help you, no DGS to weigh me down, nothing like that!
The fans boo Creed even louder but he just smiles as he starts up his bike and revs it up!
Conner Creed: So I hope you and that cocksucker Black Man have a great night because I know I will… Have a great time in Australia because when I see you next… When we meet again, I might not be so merciful as tonight. Laters fuckers!
Blaise gets up off of the ropes and argues with the ref, demanding him to bring out some opponents for her. Black Man continues to watch on at the tron until he is interrupted but the ref raising both his and Blaise’s arms in victory!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winners of this match via forfeit… Black Man and the EHWF Champion… Blaise!
Steve White: Well that’s just great… Neither of them showed up!
Suddenly Lifestyle hits the PA System as the fans pick up their boos again! Nick Rissi emerges onto the stage with the NEW Northern American Champion Van Jam! They look out at Black Man and Blaise and smile as he brings a mic to his lips.
Nick Rissi: Well… That was a fuck up wasn’t it? You guys really did it this time…
Steve White: Get outta here! We’ve had enough of you tonight!
Nick Rissi: Honestly… I blame Black Man… Don’t you know everything he touches turns to shit Blaise? Why are you hanging around with this loser anyway? Why don’t you drop the zero and get wif da hero?
Blaise rolls her eyes and invites Nick Rissi and the NEW Northern American Champion in the ring to fight…
Nick Rissi: Sorry gorgeous… I’m not coming down there to fight you tonight… I don’t want to hurt either of you just yet… But if you want babe… you can come here and FIGHT THE NEW NORTHERN AMERICAN CHAMPION ONE ON ONE!
The fans boo at this substitute main event.
Blaise: Oh… Just disappear would you. I don’t have time for this… You're wasting everyone's time...
Van Jam: What’s wrong baybay!? Scared!? You know I’ll fuck you up… Come on, lets go!
Blaise looks up in the air with a disappointed look on her face. Really not wanting to fight Van Jam. She rolls out of the ring to go kick his ass and Black Man goes to follow but Nick Rissi cuts in!
Nick Rissi: NO! Black Fag stays there in the ring and you two can fight it out! One on One I said!
Blaise gestures to Black Man that she’ll be all right and starts to march up the ramp. Van Jam puts his title down and starts to walk down towards her as well.
Chuck Thompson: RIP Van Jam…
Just before they meet, the fans go wild and pick up, distracting Blaise! We see someone slide into the ring from behind!
Chuck Thompson: Wait… Who’s that! Watch out!
Conner Creed runs up and nails Black Man with a thunderous Clothesline From Hell! Leveling him! The fans go nuts as Black Man is laid out from the ambush! Blaise sprints back to the ring to help him but Creed escapes, through the crowd, laughing!
Steve White: Conner Creed! Conner Creed! He was here damn it! He was here the whole time! Why did he just level Black Man!? That no good dirty son of a bitch!
Chuck Thompson: It looks like Nick came out and caused a distraction and Black Man was used as a message! But why did Creed choose to target them? Is he still mad about his loss last week?
Nick and Van disappear! Blaise gets down on the mat and checks on Black Man on the mat. He rolls up to a knee, holding his neck looking pissed off.
Steve White: Well ladies and gents it’s been an interesting night to say the least! I can honestly say I didn’t see any of this coming and I have no idea what Creed’s deal was tonight but there will be some aftermath from this development next week for sure! Thanks for joining us tonight and don’t miss us next week! Good night from Australia!
A doctor comes in to check on Black Man as Blaise helps him to his feet. We fade out to the EHWF Logo ending the show.
The camera pans around the whole arena, showing all the screaming fans on their feet ready for another night full of action. After a few moments of the fans going crazy, the camera pans down to ringside, where the best announcers to have ever lived, Steve White and Chuck Thompson sit.
Steve White: Ladies and Gentlemen we welcome you to another amazing edition of Saturday Night Mayhem, the first show for 2015! Last week was an absolutely incredible night where we saw the huge Champions vs. Champions Christmas Tag Team Main Event! This week we're gonna see Blaise and Black Man team up once again to face Conner Creed and the mysterious Angelheart!
Chuck Thompson: Angelheart gives me the creeps for sure Steve, I mean look at what he did to Eli Sykes last week! Speaking of Sykes, he'll team up with long time friend, Hannah Walters to take on the team of the year, Mazzio & Aubree! I honestly can't wait for this match Steve! It's going to be incredible!
Steve White: I wonder what Chris Dunn thinks of Hannah's friendship with Eli Sykes? Perhaps he has too much on his mind to focus on that though because tonight he'll go on to fight in a triple threat match against Aaron Fredrick Hudson and Bill Ryder in our co-main event! For sure this contest will separate the men from the boys!
Chuck Thompson: And DGS will be once again teaming with his well, I guess it's his current flame and mother of his child and new tag partner, Maddie Murdock! They'll fight the team of Ryan Morgan and the rookie Luciano Capasso!
Steve White: I’m pumped to start this night Chuck so lets do it! Lets start this speacial edition of Saturday Night Mayhem and the first show for the year!
Lifestyle hits the PA System and the fans flood the arena with boos. Out comes the Corporate Power Billionaires – Brandon Bash with Van Jam by his side, Katerina Miliani behind them and Nick Rissi at the far back. They get into the ring as the fans continue booing them.
Steve White: Oh great... What a way to start the year...
Nick Rissi: Oh please! You overweight fucking assholes need to give the booing a rest! You can't boo me in my own country of origin! That's not how this works!
More booing ensues.
Nick Rissi: Last week, Mikey Mike Rissi and his wife put my ass in a one sided tag team match out of pety spite and to top it off, that psychotic homo rapist David Arnold took out one of my partners and gave him a heart attack! What tough guy eh? But that's besides the point... We lost purely because of Michael Rissi's beef with me! We didn't lose because we were a shitter team or because I walked out on the match, we lost because of Michael Rissi's pathetic grudge and because he feels inferior around me! ... And because I shoved his wife like once in the heat of the moment but he's gotta get over it...
Brandon Bash nods in agreement as Nick continues his rant.
Nick Rissi: I DIDN'T actually walk out on our match last week... The truth is I got and emergency call and had to leave. If I had stayed there is no doubt that we would have won... But I'm very proud of one man who actually stuck it out and did his best to fight those losers! ... I'm talkin' about Van Jam!
Van Jam looks surprised as Nick and Brandon bring him forward and clap for him. Van Jam is flattered and hugs Nick in return.
Nick Rissi: Van Jam is a true man! A mans man and a real Corporate Power Billionaire! He is a great example of what a competitor should be! And as a result of his bravery and talent, he will be rewarded!
Steve White: Rewarded? What does that mean?
Brandon signals over to the announce area and a ref comes over and reaches over to Brandon in the ring, handing him something wrapped in a cloth. The fans fall silent as they watch on for a moment.
Steve White: Wait what’s that?
Brandon hands Nick Rissi the object and Nick unveils it, revealing it to be the Northern American Championship title belt!
Steve White: The North American Championship? W-Wait… No way…
Nick Rissi: Van, you’ve done a great job since you walked into our company! If you saw last week, David GS was rightfully stripped of the Northern American Championship… Fuck that faggot; we all think that you deserve this title Van... Even the fans are behind you!
The fans all start to boo wildly as Van Jam looks around, hand over his mouth and in shock. He takes the title from Nick Rissi and nods, giving him and Brandon a big hug.
Steve White: What? Bah Gawd that’s not right! You can’t just give him the title he didn’t earn it! The Corporate Powers can’t just do that! Someone stop them right now!
Nick Rissi: Ladies and gents… Let me award Van Jameson the Northern American Championship and present to you the NEW Northern American Champion!
The fans freak out and start booing and pelting the ring with garbage. Van Jam holds the title belt high in the air and celebrates as security comes to escort the CPB from the ring safely.
Steve White: Well what a way to start the night! Dammit!
We pan to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this opening match is a triple threat match set for one fall!
The opening whistle of Rammstein's 'Engel' can be heard from the speaker system. The house lights go down and a single red light is shining on the curtain. As the drums pick up in the song, out walks Eric James, in his white Japanese inspired mask. He is met with a chorus of boo's, and quite a few cheers as he methodically makes his way down to the ring. He slides into the ring, and kips up. James' eyes search, and end up on a turnbuckle, where he runs and jumps on the top of it. His hands wander to the back of his mask and he quickly rips it off, revealing a fierce, ferocious look about him. He cocks his head to the side and watches the crowd.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Eric James!
Kyle Sanders comes out to boos and gets in the ring waiting for his opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent… Kyle Sanders!
The lights go out in the arena. A few moments pass before the words "Fear the reaper" is heard throughout the PA system. That's when "Heaven Knows" by The Pretty Reckless starts playing as surprisingly lighters and cell phones come on through the arena, illuminating the arena a little bit. After a few moments of this, a spotlight turns on at the top of the ramp showing David Arnold standing there.
The fans in attendance don't cheer nor do they boo, they simply just continue with their lights until blue spotlights start flashing through the arena along with the rhythm of the song. David stands there, staring out at the arena, the hood of his black vest covering his head and face all the way to his eye level. After pausing a few more moments, he then makes his way down to the ring, not interacting with anyone or anything as he does.
Once he slides into the ring, the lights in the arena come back on and surprisingly show a decent number of people in attendance now wearing a black mask that they brought from home. David just stares out at them, no emotion on his face, as he takes his vest and skull cap off, then stands there waiting for the match to start.
Patricia Downs: And finally… David Arnold!
DING DING DING!
Match #1: David Arnold vs. Kyle Sanders vs. Eric James
The bell sounds. Kyle Sanders slides out of the ring as Eric James runs up and grabs Arnold by his hair and tosses him into the corner then starts hitting him with big corner thrusts! Arnold pounds James in the back and breaks free but James fires back with a right hand! David responds with a headbutt and knocks David off of his feet. James hits David with a right hand causing David to hit James with a quick snap suplex out of nowhere. David clutches onto James and is about to hit him with another suplex but James elbows him in the ribs and reverses it into a suplex of his own! The fans cheer as both men are down!
Steve White: Here we go Chuck! This one is gonna prove a lot! James and Arnold are fighting It out tough in the ring right now whereas Sanders is watching on the outside for some reason…
Chuck Thompson: Well Sanders and James have never really been impressive competitors and David Arnold is really messed up. It’s hard to pick a winner in this one.
Arnold tosses Smith into the corner and runs up, hitting him with a clothesline! Sanders runs in with a steel chair and swings at Arnold but Arnold ducks it and Sanders hits Eric on the mat instead! Arnold grabs Sanders and starts choking him from behind! Arnold is able to wrestle the steel chair out of Sanders’ hands and then smack him over the skull with it! Sanders falls through the middle rope back to the outside! James comes behind Arnold and jumps on his back but Arnold flips him onto the mat!
Steve White: Sanders is all over the place on the outside! He’s bleeding and can’t get up! I think we need a medic or something out here right now!
Chuck Thompson: In the ring thought it looks like Eric James can’t get a grip on this match! Come on son, you’re supposed to be a Hall of Famer!
Arnold picks James up and tosses him into the corner again, this time running up and kneeing Eric right in the balls! The fans shrill and then boo David Arnold as he taunts them! Arnold starts stomping out Eric until he starts to bleed badly on the mat! James tires desperately to escape, rolling out of the ring but Arnold rolls out and stops a groggy Eric from getting any further! Arnold tosses Eric into the ringpost then rolls him in the ring!
Steve White: It looks like Arnold has done the damage and EJ is in some deep shit right now!
Chuck Thompson: EJ just can’t hack it… I thought he along with Sanders would surprise me this time...
Arnold slides back into the ring then picks Eric up and hits him with the does of reality! Arnold quickly covers Eric as Sanders is still out from the chair shot!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here is your winner… David Arnold.
Arnold doesn’t wait to get his arm raised. Instead he gets up and starts stomping directly onto Eric James’ head! Eric James is a bloody mess by the end of it as he lies on the mat in a pool of blood while two refs drag Arnold away…
Steve White: Damn it! David Arnold is a no good son of a bitch who deserves to be shot! He just stomped out an already hurt Eric James! He’s been doing this shit for a month now!
Chuck Thompson: He’s a psycho Steve and he may have just sidelined Eric James as well...
We fade out to commercial as EMT’s swarm the area to help Eric James…
We pan to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following match is set for one fall!
"The Real Deal" Chris Smith surfaces from behind the black curtain to a mixed reaction from the fans. He smirks, before heading down the ramp in full sprint just before he slides into the ring. He taunts, smiles, and embraces the crowd. He patiently rests his back against the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Chris Smith!
The Mayhem entrance ramp is bathed in green light as "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N Roses starts to rock the PA. As the music begins to swell Savannah appears onstage while green pyro surrounds her, shooting up in a jungle of fire. As she's announced Savannah moves toward the ring, taking the time to enjoy the trip, high fiving and hugging along the way- not seeming to mind the one or two male fans who get carried away in the arms of a beautiful bitch like her. On reaching the ring she'll slip in, then start to crawl toward the entrance while the pyros surround her again- like she's 'stalking' her opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent… ‘The Wild Cat’ Savannah!
DING DING DING!
Match #2: Savannah vs. Chris Smith
Just as the referee was about to call for the bell for the match to start, "I Miss the Misery" by Halestorm blared throughout the arena. Savannah would turn her attention to the stage while the crowd went wild. Alexandria Kendrick and Wilmer Patacky could be seen stepping out from behind the curtain. Alex and Savannah glared at each other, as Alex would then hold her right arm up in the air, the Hardcore Championship grasped in her hand as she held it up high.
Steve White: This match was just about to get started, but now here comes the Hardcore Champion, Alexandria Kendrick and her lover boy, Wilmer Patacky!
Chuck Thompson: What in the world are they doing out here? Oh, wait...they're heading this way! Be on your best behavior, Steve! We got a fine ass woman heading this way!
Both Alex and Wilmer had already made their way down the ramp and around the ring towards commentary. Alex never took her eyes off of Savannah, who returned the favor. Wilmer sat down with Steve and Chuck, while Alex placed the Hardcore Championship over her right shoulder and stood next to him...more concerned with watching the match rather than joining the commentary team.
Steve White: Ladies and gentleman, it seems like former Tag Team Champion "Wacky" Wilmer Patacky will be joining us for this match up!
Chuck Thompson: Wait, why isn't miss Alexandria joining us? Though, I can't say I don't mind the view of her standing there...
Wilmer had just finished putting on his headset as Chuck said that, as he looked over to him while cocking up his right eyebrow.
Wilmer Patacky: Really, Chuck? I'm right here, and I'm more than sure that I can kick your ass. Thanks for the intro, Steve...now let's get this match started, huh!?
Once Alex's music cut, the ref asked both competitors if they were ready. This snapped Savannah back to reality, as she nodded and the ref called for the bell.
Wilmer Patacky: Man, oh man...Jerry said this was pretty fun. I'm excited to be out here to join you guys for this match! Looking forward to scouting out some of these new moves that Savannah said she might be debuting tonight.
Savannah and Chris would meet in the center of the ring and lock up. Chris would get the upper hand as he would pull Savannah's head in for a headlock and wrench it in pretty hard.
Steve White: Speaking of Jerry, how is he doing, Wilmer? Chris Smith gets the upper hand in the lockup, getting Savannah in a headlock!
Wilmer Patacky: Oh, he's still healing up. But he's also putting in time doing the Lord Willy's work, so it's not like he's just loafing around. When he comes back, he'll wreck shit, son!
Chuck Thompson: Right, Wilmer. Well...you two certainly are quite the...odd...team.
Wilmer Patacky: You talking smack, Chucky? Why don't you shut up and see what Tommy Pickles is doing while we call this match, huh?
Savannah wouldn't be stuck in the headlock for long, as she began landing big right hands into the lower back of Chris. She would then shove him off of her. He would turn around and jump at her to keep on the offensive, only to get rocked with a quick left jab to the jaw. This was followed by another left jab, before she forced him into the corner with a big right hook.
Steve White: Savannah showing her fighting spirit with those quick fists!
Chuck Thompson: She said she wanted to prove she deserves the right to face Alexandria for the Hardcore Championship, and I think she is showing just that right here, Steve.
Wilmer Patacky: This is nothing compared to what my babes can do, though. She's a very skilled hand-to-face competitor, you know.
Chuck Thompson: You mean hand-to-hand, don't you?
Wilmer Patacky: No, Chucky...she's pretty good at having her hand hit you in the face. Get a grip, man!
Steve White can be heard laughing, as Savannah begins to go to town on Chris in the corner with big jabs and hooks, throwing in a kick to the midsection as the ref gets to a count of four. Savannah backs up, as Chris slumps down in the turnbuckle. Savannah would then turn and glare over at Alex, flashing her a smile.
Steve White: Looks like Savannah is trying to send Alexandria a message here, Wilmer. After what she's done to Conner Creed at Last Rites, aren't you the least bit worried that she might take the Hardcore Title from Alexandria, Wilmer?
Wilmer Patacky: Psh. She may have given Creed quite a beating...but she still lost the match, didn't she? She won't be able to beat my babes, or even get close to giving her such a beating. My babes is no Conner Creed. She will be the one leaving Savannah in a pool of blood, not the other way around.
Chuck Thompson: I really don't want to see either of these babes laying in a pool of their own blood, honestly.
Savannah wouldn't let Chris have any time to recover, as she charged at him and smashed her knee right into his face while he was still slumped down in the turnbuckle. The crowd was going nuts, as Alex watched on seeming somewhat impressed. Savannah would then lift Chris up to his feet, only to flip him over her with a snapmare. She would follow it up with a kick right to his spine, as he winced in pain and fell over to his side.
Wilmer Patacky: She's got kicks, Steve! Take a drink!
Chuck Thompson: Take a drink of what? Wait...did you really bring a flask out here!? Steve, don't drink that! Who knows what it is!
Steve White: It's strong, whatever it is, Chuck. Shut up and call the match!
Wilmer Patacky: Yeah, Chucky! The adults are playing a drinking game over here!
Savannah had mounted over Chris now, smashing big left and rights into his face, once again stopping before the referee got to a count of five. She got up and once again looked over at Alex, practically laughing as she began to lift Chris up to his feet. Chris stumbled a bit, but managed to stay on his feet. Savannah would look over at Alex again, pointing at her. Chris would take advantage of this and roll her up with a schoolboy!
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Wilmer Patacky: Two count! Take another drink, Steve! Yay, alcohol! Yay, wrestling!
Chuck Thompson: Really, guys? Chris Smith nearly got an upset over the dominating Savannah, and you guys are taking shots?
Savannah was quickly back up to her feet as Chris slowly climbed up. Once he was standing, Savannah didn't waste any time. She spun around, throwing out her right leg. Next thing you know, her foot connects to the side of Chris's head and he goes down like a ton of bricks!
Chuck Thompson: What a spinning roundhouse kick from Savannah!
Wilmer Patacky: Fuck the what!?
Steve White: I believe she's got kicks, Wilmer...DRINK!
Wilmer Patacky: Sommonabish, you're right. Hope you saw that coming, babes!
Savannah makes the cover as the ref counts.
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Patricia Downs: Here is your winner... Savannah!
The bell rings as Savannah climbs to her feet. The ref raises her arm in victory as her music blares through the arena.
Wilmer Patacky: Well, guys...this was fun. Well, you were fun at least, Stevie-boy. Chucky, you can go fuck a beehive.
Wilmer would then pull the headset off of his head and get up from the seat. Savannah climbed out of the ring and got up in Alex's face. Alex didn't move, as she simply flashed a small grin at Savannah. Wilmer cam up and got in between the two...which would end up being a bad call. Savannah quickly kneed him right in his balls, causing him to go down hard.
Chuck Thompson: Do you think that Jerry still has the cup they share? Because Wilmer obviously isn't wearing his own tonight.
Steve White: Probably because he wasn't scheduled in a match, Chuck. Obviously.
That action set Alex off. She dropped the Hardcore Championship and lunged at Savannah. The two women started trading right hands as the crowd went nuts.
Steve White: Catfight, Chuck! Well...I guess this isn't really a catfight. These two ladies are slugging the hell out of each other!
They kept trading right hands before Alex shoved Savannah back. Alex spun around, looking for a spinning back fist but Savannah ducked under it. Savannah would then bring her right knee up into the midsection of Alex, causing her to hunch over in pain. Savannah would then grab Alex around the waist, and ram her into the ring apron, while also ramming her shoulder into the midsection of Alex. Before Alex could even react, Savannah had spun around and nailed her with that big spinning roundhouse that just put Chris Smith down for the count.
Chuck Thompson: Savannah sending a big message to Alexandria right there! The Hardcore Championship could be coming home with her at Sudden Death, Steve!
Steve White: That could happen, Chuck! What a message Savannah has sent!
Savannah would then walk over and pick up the Hardcore Championship before walking back over to Alex. She would place her right foot on the chest of Alex, while lifting the Hardcore Championship up into the air as her music once again began to blare throughout the arena. The scene would then cut to a commercial break.
We come to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following tag team match is set for one fall!
How can you see into my eyes?
Like open doors...
As the opening words of "Bring me to life" are heard, the lights in the arena dim. The crowd anticipate the arrival of Ryan Morgan. It is imminent.
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb... Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold... Until you find it there and lead it back home...
"Wake me up!"
The crowd erupt as the song bursts into life. Red pyro accompanies the change in atmosphere. The song continues through its chorus... and Ryan Morgan finally appears. He has a dark blue, almost black hooded top on, with the hood up. His wrestling tights are predominantly black, but they are accompanied by red and white hoops, that take up the top half of his legs. He has black wrestling boots on, with the same red and white hooped pattern covering the higher points. Black MMA gloves cover his hands but he is noticeably without elbow pads.
He makes his way to the ring with pace. He acknowledges a few fans, slapping their hands and nodding his head with passion. He slides into the ring via the bottom rope. He drops his hood before unzipping the top and throwing it to the side. He flexes his muscles, whilst making a point of his shoulders.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Ryan Morgan!
All the lights in the arena go out as it's pitch black. Better Than You by "Metallica" hits hard over the PA system as Luciano walks out from behind the stage. He then walks down the ramp way flexing his muscles as he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. Luciano then walks up the steps and enters inside the ring through the middle ropes. Once he is in the ring all the lights come on has he just stands in the middle of the ring awaiting his opposition.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… Luciano Capasso
"It's the End of an Empire..."
Spotlights in the rafters and strobe/laser combinations on-stage come alive, pulsing bright white in time with Celldweller's "End of an Empire". David Gideon Smith, garbed in a white hooded longcoat, slowly makes his way out onto the stage, coming to a halt at the top of the ramp and slowly lifting his hands to the hood concealing his face.
"A start... an end... a rise, and fall,
No system eternal and no one immortal.
Creation all... must end... in destruction.
WE CANNOT CHANGE THE FATE OF CIVILIZATION."
DGS tosses back his hood, exposing his face and triggering rows of white pyro columns on either side of him (a' la Brock Lesnar). He remains atop the ramp as his music approaches fever-pitch, impassively surveying the arena, and as the first verse hits he at last starts down the ramp. Reaching ringside, he ascends the steel steps and enters through the ropes, crosses the ring and goes up onto the second turnbuckle. From there he surveys the crowd, standing tall, his face a mask of stoicism and contempt; after a few moments he shrugs out of his longcoat, tossing it down to ringside, and hops back down to the mat, where he begins to pace calmly back and forth, loosening up his upper body.
Patricia Downs: And next their opponents… First… David Smith!
Maddie Murdock’s music hits and she comes out onto the stage. She makes her way down the ramp and gets into the ring, waiting for the match to start.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… Maddie Murdock!
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Match #3: David Smith & Maddie Murdock vs. Ryan Morgan & Luciano Capasso
The match begins with David Smith and Ryan Morgan locking up in the center of the ring! Smith turns Morgan around and gets him in a headlock! Morgan hits Smith in the ribs with continuous elbows and gets out of the hold and whips Smith into the corner! Morgan bolts at Smith for a corner clothesline but Smith dodges him and Morgan hits the turnbuckle! Morgan stumbles backwards and Smith runs up and nails Morgan with a running boot! Morgan gets right back up but Smith takes him down with a dropkick! Smith approaches Morgan but Morgan backhands Smith across the face and sends him into the corner! Morgan runs at Smith but Smith raises his boot and Morgan runs right into it! Morgan hits the mat and Smith runs up hitting Morgan across the chest with a somersault legdrop!
Steve White: We’re getting a decent match here tonight. It appears that Maddie and David have formed a good team in the recent weeks since it was revealed that David is her baby daddy. I wonder if they’re going to be able to work together as a team on Mayhem though?
Chuck Thompson: I’m sure they will for the time being. These two have made so many enemies here so I guess it can’t hurt, them teaming up to watch each others back for now.
Morgan springs up grabs Smith, pushing him in the corner and starts to choke him out! Smith grabs Morgan by the hair and tosses him right back into the corner! Smith hammers Morgan with continuous right hands until Morgan boots Smith in the gut and follows up with a right hand to the gut! Smith stumbles down to the center of the ring, coughing and spluttering while Morgan bounces off of the ropes and sprints at a downed Smith on the mat and fires a kick but Smith dodges it! Smith runs at Morgan and goes for the Spear but Morgan leapfrogs him! They both turn around and go to act but as they run at each other, they both take each other out with clotheslines!
Steve White: And both men are down. Last week it you recall, David Smith was attacked by Santa. What an honor that must have been, I wonder if we’ll see Santa again tonight Chuck?
Chuck Thompson: Why the fuck would we see him tonight? Stupid ass bitch, Steve…
Morgan starts stumbling and gets to his feet. He approaches Smith but Smith dashes up and boots Morgan right in the head! Both men go down again but this time get up quickly only to lock up once again! Morgan elbows Smith in the face until he lets go! Morgan lines Smith up only to have Smith duck his kick and then levels him with a lariat! Smith falls into his corner, exhausted and tries to catch his breath but Maddie Murdock tags herself into the match! She makes her way into the ring. Maddie approaches Morgan but he dives across the ring and tags in Capasso! Capasso runs in and nails Maddie with a powerful battering ram!
Steve White: Maddie comes in but Luciano puts her down with a big shoulder block from the ropes! What a great match this is turning out to be! Can Maddie and Smith do it here tonight or will Luciano and Morgan pick up some steam here!
Chuck Thompson: Capasso has looked good for a while now on Mayhem and a win here would put here where he wants to be! DGS and Maddie aren’t ones to let that happen easily though.
Capasso goes for a clothesline but this time she ducks it! Maddie turns around and gets Capasso in a chokehold but he easily powers out of it! Maddie jumps up and dropkicks Capasso but it has little effect! She gets up but Capasso plants his palm on her back and sends her to the mat where he knees her in the face! He approaches her again but this time she trips him up on the match! Maddie gets up and springs off of the second rope for a moonsault but Capasso puts his knees up and Maddie lands right on his knees! Capasso pushes her off of him and gets up! He grabs her by the hair and picks her up then scoops her up and plants her on her back on the mat! The fans go wild as Capasso hooks the far leg!
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Maddie kicks out and forces her way up! They get to their feet and Maddie hits Capasso with some big right! Capasso tries to respond but she dodges them and boots Capasso in the midsection! Maddie bounces off of the ropes and looks to hit a bent Capasso with a running move but Capasso comes out of nowhere and dashes at Maddie only to have her scout the move and respond with a hard knee, sending Capasso right into it and flipping him onto the mat!
Steve White: Bah Gawd Maddie just messed up Capasso right there with that incredible knee! What reflexes! What speed!
Chuck Thompson: Capasso needs to get up here and fuck some shit up for DGS and Maddie!
Capasso gets up only for Maddie to swing a kick at him! He dodges it and tags back in Ryan to the match! Ryan comes in and swings for a clothesline but Maddie ducks him! He goes for another but she ducks him again, this time spinning around and grabbing him by the back of the head, planting him down with the Beautiful Bulldog! Luciano shakes his head on the apron in disgust as Maddie covers him!
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Patricia Downs: Here are your winners… David Smith & Maddie Murdock!
David Smith gets back in the ring. Maddie gets up and the two come closer in the ring as they share a stare until we fade out to a commercial.
We come back to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following mixed tag team match is set for one fall!
As "Death By My Side" by Desolated begins blaring through the speakers of the arena, the crowd rise to their feet in excitement, awaiting the appearance of Eli Sykes. The camera pans around the arena before focusing on the stage as Eli Sykes bursts through the curtain with his arms spread out and his hands open wide. At the front of the stage, he gets down on one knee, slaps the steel floor, and quickly rises back to his feet, yelling "Kill em all" at the top of his lungs. While he makes his way down the ramp, he loosens up by stretching his arms and legs. He then climbs the steel steps and walks along the apron of the ring, facing the crowd before entering the ring. Once in the ring he shadow boxes for a few moments before squatting down in the corner and facing down towards the mat, awaiting the arrival of his opponent(s).
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Eli Sykes!
The camera's turn toward the stage as "I Like Itl" by Enrique Iglesias begins to play as Hannah Walters makes her way out from backstage. The fans scream, as she raises her arms up and points both of her index fingers in the air, shaking her hips. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping the fans hands. She hurries up the stairs and steps into the ring between the top and middle rope shaking her butt some as she enters. Once in the ring, she runs to the nearest turnbuckle and hops on the second rope waving her hands in the air and blows a kiss with a wink. Hannah hops down and awaits her opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… Hannah Walters!
The lights dim and Mazzio and Aubree’s music hits! The fans get to their feet as they make their way to the stage setting off their pyro! They make their way down the ramp and get into the ring, eager to start their match.
Patricia Downs: And next their opponents… Mazzio and Aubree Celeste!
DING DING DING!
Match #4: Aubree Celeste & Mazzio vs. Hannah Walters & Eli Sykes
The bell sounds and Mazzio and Eli start the match off. They go to lock up but Eli quickly moves behind Mazzio! Mazzio senses him and turns Eli around then pulls him right into a big clothesline! Already the fans are all on their feet as Mazzio picks Eli up and tosses him into the corner! Mazzio runs up and hits Eli in the corner with a big splash! Eli, yells in pain as Mazzio backs off! Mazzio runs up again but Eli steps up and kicks Mazzio right in the face! Eli rushes over and gets Mazzio in a big headlock! Mazzio powers out of it and whips Eli against the ropes! Eli bounces back as Mazzio goes for a clothesline but Eli ducks him! Eli bounces back off of the ropes and comes back, dropkicking Mazzio in the thigh! Eli gets about a second to get to the ropes. He starts to climb and springs off of the top rope, hitting Mazzio with a side kick right to the head!
Chuck Thompson: Whoa what a kick! These are some really talented individuals in this ring right now and we’re getting a treat seeing them in action… Especially these fine ass divas!
Steve White: Keep your mind on the action Chuck! Eli Sykes and Mazzio are fighting an intense match up right now! Mazzio was giving him a beating but it looks like Sykes is striking back!
Eli gets Mazzio back in a headlock and tries to pull him to the corner but it’s no good! Mazzio lifts Eli up and slams him down hard on the mat! Mazzio picks Eli up and grabs him by the arm! Mazzio whips him over to the corner and he reaches out for a tag but he can’t get it as Mazzio pulls him back, right into a massive clothesline, which sends him spinning in the air and crashing down to the mat! The fans are in shock as Mazzio comes back over to Sykes and starts to pick him up again… Sykes grabs Mazzio’s head and drops down hitting him with a surprise jawbreaker! Sykes dashes over and tags in Hannah as the fans go wild!
Chuck Thompson: Shit! Did you see that freaking clothesline! I’m surprised Sykes isn’t fucking dead! Mazzio a freaking beast who needs to be drug tested every hour! What does Aubree see in him!?
Steve White: I think she just saw that and she looked pretty damn impressed! Now Hannah Walters is coming into this match, what’ll happen!?
Hannah steps into the ring and looks up at Mazzio. Mazzio walks over to his corner and tags in Aubree as the fans go nuts! Aubree comes in and she and Hannah bump fists before circling each other in the ring! They lock up and neither can get the upper hand so Hannah quickly gets Aubree in a headlock then follows up with a snapmare on the mat! Hannah locks Aubree in a butterfly submission hold on the mat and tries to get her to tap but Aubree stands up and gets out of it! Hannah follows up with a boot to Aubree’s midsection, putting her back down! Hannah keeps control of the match, dragging Aubree to get corner and locking her in a chokehold! Aubree struggles for a moment before flipping Hannah off of her and then kicking her in the face!
Chuck Thompson: These two are really going at it! This is the greatest moment of my announcing career Steve!
Steve White: What a match!
Aubree picks Hannah up and knees her in the midsection but Hannah pushes Aubree off of her and tags Eli Sykes back into the match! Aubree quickly rolls over the mat and dives, tagging in Mazzio, sending the fans roaring with cheers. Mazzio comes in but just as he and Eli are about to meet, the lights do out!
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Chuck Thompson: I can’t see anything!
Steve White: Damn it! This was a great match but we knew Angelheart would be out here to target Sykes and Hannah!
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The lights flicker back on… Eli and Mazzio are still in the ring and Angelheart is nowhere to be found… Eli looks around and checks if Hannah is all right… Angelheart isn’t here and Eli looks back at Mazzio… Mazzio shrugs as Eli dashes at Mazzio to finish the match! Eli swings but Mazzio weaves out of his punches! Mazzio goes for a clothesline but Eli ducks! Eli turns back and swings at Mazzio but Mazzio ducks him in return!
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Mazzio presses Eli up above his head then hits him with Infinite Dismissal! The fans cheer as the static fades off and Mazzio covers Eli!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here are your winners… Aubree Celeste and Mazzio!
Chuck Thompson: What a match that was!
Steve White: Damn it! Angelheart is still playing with Sykes! Why didn’t he show his face like a man?
Eli Sykes rolls to the outside, holding his midsection as Hannah helps him. In the ring Mazzio and Aubree Celebrate their win but on the outside, Eli and Hannah keep and eye out for Angelheart, his eerie static, still playing in their minds as they make their way to the back. We fade to a commercial.
We come back to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this following match is a triple threat match set for one fall!
The opening dialogue of "Bad Religion" by Godsmack starts and out comes Aaron with a local woman on each of his arms and a beer in his hand. He makes his way down the ramp to the ring. As he gets there he kisses each of the woman and leads them to a seats next to the commentators. Once the ladies were seated Arron slips into the ring in a Shawn Michealesque knee slide. He stays still as his music comes to an end his eyes on the ramp as he watches he opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Aaron Fredrick Hudson!
The opening chords to Five Finger Death Punch's "Walk Away" would bellow throughout the arena, as the fans began to stir in excitement. Stepping through the single slitted black curtain would be a man who needed no introduction, Bill Ryder. He stood at the base of the ramp, his eyes remained focused and pointed forward, sending a direct message that he was here for war. His dark blue eyes took a moment to scan the packed arena just before sliding a smirk across his poisonous lips. He was seen in a black "Prince of Pain" t-shirt- which embraced the image of a broken crown that rested on the seat of a metal steel chair. His lower body was shown displaying red and black tights, black knee pads that stretched over both knees which connected to his black and red kick-padded boots. He also wore black wrist and hand tape around both hands. In his right hand he he grasped a steel chair. An object he had come to love over the course of his wrestling career. The once World Champion would make his way slowly down the ramp. He showed no emotion, and absolutely zero fear, as he slowly entered the ring. His eyes continued to scan the arena just before he placed the chair in the center of the ring. He set it up and sat on it. His eyes now piercing forward in the direction of the entrances ramp, as he eagerly awaited his opponent.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent… Bill Ryder!
The opening roar of "Right Here, Right Now" by CFO$ is heard throughout the arena as the fans explode into cheers. Chris Dunn makes it out onto the stage as you can feel the energy radiating off of him as a more upbeat guitar is heard. Chris points down to the ground, before flailing his arms up and down as he spins around so his back is facing the ring, before jumping up and down a bit before he points towards the crowd and then twerks - to the delight of the female fans, before he runs his hands through his wet bleach blonde slicked back hair and throwing his arms out as he lets out a loud battle cry. He spins back around and does a small fist pump, you can see a smirk on Chris' face as he chews his gum. Once again Chris points downwards and pointing towards himself and then to the crowd before you can hear him yell out: "You know what time it is!" before this time pointing down over to the ring, running his hands through his hair a bit before slapping the back of his thighs a few times, flailing his arms up and down once more a bit. Chris made his way around the ring as he hopped up onto the other ring apron and went to enter the ring, however he hesitated and just sat on the middle rope and once again pointed downwards before then pointing out towards the crowd. Chris entered the ring completely as he walked around the ring, still chewing his gum as he stopped, looking out at the crowd another smirk appearing on his face as he removed his trademark black and pink "Show Stealer" muscle shirt and threw it into the crowd before beginning to strut around the ring, as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.
Patricia Downs: And finally… Chris Dunn!
DING DING DING!
Match #5: Chris Dunn vs. Aaron Fredrick Hudson vs. Bill Ryder
The bell sounds and Bill and Hudson instantly lock up! Hudson starts to hit Bill with hard rights until Bill fires back with a knee to the gut! Bill whips Hudson into the corner but as he goes for a corner attack, Chris Dunn runs up and jumps on Bill, swinging around him and hitting him with a falling DDT! The fans cheer as Bill is already bleeding on the mat and Dunn covers him!
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Hudson dives and breaks it up!
Chuck Thompson: Dunn with that amazing swinging DDT outta nowhere and he was a second away from instantly winning this match! This kid is gonna have a bright future here no matter what!
Steve White: If he proves he can hack it in the big leagues then Chris Dunn will be world championship material for sure, but first he has his hands full with these two psychos!
Hudson picks Dunn up and headbutts him into the corner! Dunn jumps up and gets Hudson in a headlock then plants him on the mat! He doesn’t get a second to get up as Bill runs over and boots him in the head! Bill gets on top of Dunn and starts hitting him with left and right hands on the mat! Hudson comes up behind Bill and grabs him by the hair, pulling him off then dragging him to the mat in an armbar! The fans go wild as Bill screams in pain! Dunn jumps over and breaks it up then starts to stomp on Hudson with big boots!
Chuck Thompson: All three of these guys are everywhere! Now this is what I call a triple threat!
Steve White: Hudson almost had Bill there! All of these guys want this win and for good reason. Dunn wants to further his already sky rocketing momentum and Ryder and Hudson really need it!
Dunn pulls Hudson up and goes to toss him out of the ring but Hudson reverses it and tosses Dunn over the top rope, hard onto the apron! Hudson turns around into a boot from Bill! Bill looks for the Ryde of Your Life but Hudson avoids it and the two start trading blows! Dunn comes flying over the top rope and double clotheslines both Hudson and Bill! Both men are down as Dunn stands over Hudson and calls for him to get up!
Chuck Thompson: Chris Dunn with that incredible impact back into this match! It’s not looking good for Hudson!
Steve White: No it’s not! Watch out!
Dunn grabs Hudson thinking for one of his finishers but Hudson knees Dunn in the groin then pushes him over the top rope to the outside! Hudson doesn’t get a second as he’s pulled off of the ropes and rolled up but Bill Ryder!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here is your winner… Bill Ryder!
Bill Ryder gets his arm raised as Hudson lies on the mat and Chris Dunn shakes his head on the outside. We fade out to a commercial.
We come back to the ring where Patricia Downs is waiting with her mic.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and Gentlemen this main event match is a tag team match set for one fall!
“Rollin” by Limp Bizket hits the PA system as the fans stand to their feet and cheer continuously as Black Man steps to the stage. Black Man raises his hand to the fans, a very custom move by the veteran, as he shows his respect for the fans that made him a legend. Slowly but surely Black Man proceeds down the ramp taking in the crowds reaction towards their hero. As he reaches the ropes, he hops onto the ring apron and then under the second rope before stops in the dead center of the ring. Black Man again raises both hands into the air and embraces the love that is showered upon him.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Black Man!
A song begins to blare throughout the arena and the fans look on in confusion. Nothing in playing on the tron and then suddenly Blaise's name appears on the screen and the fans begin to cheer. Every now and then the fans would cheer for Blaise because they truly appreciated her talent despite the sour attitude she had. She appears from the back and the arena is swallowed in darkness with one small spotlight that follows the diva's every move. She has a dark black hoodie on and is wearing a pair of black gloves, a different attire than usual the fans take notice as she stands on top of the ramp for a moment. She begins to decide down the ramp, paying no attention to the fans. Her eyes solely focused on the ring in front of her.
Blaise walks around to the side of the ring and jumps up. She swings her leg as she gets on the apron, before going into the ring. She walks to the other side of the ring and makes her way to the turnbuckle where she takes off her hood. Blaise appears to be slightly different looking. She's sporting darker make up and her hair seems to be a couple of shades darker. It appears a lot of has changed in the last few months, and not just in EHWF in Blaise's time apart from the company. She takes her jacket off that has the letters "QB" sowed into the back and tosses it at the ring announcer. And then a vintage moment of Blaise happens in which she demands the referee to help her down from the turnbuckle, displaying that she still is in fact the same handful she was not too long ago. She looks on with her arms crossed on her chest, unimpressed.
Patricia Downs: And his partner… The EHWF Champion… Blaise!
DING DING DING!
Main Event: Black Man & Blaise vs. Angelheart & Conner Creed
Chuck Thompson: Where are their opponents!?
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Angelheart’s static hits once again but he doesn’t emerge. Black Man and Blaise look around waiting for someone as the bell has rung. Suddenly the tron flickers on and Conner Creed is seen on scree via satellite in a parking lot on his motorbike.
Conner Creed: Hey there guys… I bet you’re expecting me to be down there… I mean, we do have a match and all… Unfortunately I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it…
The fans boo wildly as Blaise and Black Man are left without opponents.
Steve White: Not going to make it? The bell has run Creed! Get down here, get Angelheart and get your asses in the ring right now! We have a main event!
Conner Creed: See… I went cruising and I was unable to make it out of the states to come down to sunny Australia to beat ya’ll… I didn’t get down there mainly because fighting you two untalented, sucky little fuckheaded faggos seems like the most boring and worst experience that could have ever been thought up by anyone…
The fans continue to boo as Blaise rolls her eyes and clutches her title belt. Black Man looks out at the stage and calls for someone to show themselves.
Steve White: Creed’s not even in the country!? We have a main event to see!
Conner Creed: Honestly Blaise, you may have beaten me a few times on paper but the truth is you got lucky those times we faced each other and last week in that Christmas Tag Team disaster of a match, we all know that I was at a disadvantage with DGS as my partner… It was pretty much a fucking handicap match with that motherfucker on my team…
Blaise sits up on the ropes and tilts her head back, yawning at Creed and relaxing as the fans cheer for her. Creed shakes his head as he leans in forward to the camera.
Conner Creed: Just like all of these idiotic fans Blaise… You’re delusional… You’re fucking delusional… You think you’re a God around here and I’ll admit, you’ve proved that there’s not really anyone that can touch you right now… Except for me that is… See, you’re such a smug fucking bitch – thinking that your wins over me have meant anything! They mean nothing and you know it! If I were to fight you right now one on one you’d be fucked… They’re be no Santa or Joanna Rissi to help you, no DGS to weigh me down, nothing like that!
The fans boo Creed even louder but he just smiles as he starts up his bike and revs it up!
Conner Creed: So I hope you and that cocksucker Black Man have a great night because I know I will… Have a great time in Australia because when I see you next… When we meet again, I might not be so merciful as tonight. Laters fuckers!
Blaise gets up off of the ropes and argues with the ref, demanding him to bring out some opponents for her. Black Man continues to watch on at the tron until he is interrupted but the ref raising both his and Blaise’s arms in victory!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winners of this match via forfeit… Black Man and the EHWF Champion… Blaise!
Steve White: Well that’s just great… Neither of them showed up!
Suddenly Lifestyle hits the PA System as the fans pick up their boos again! Nick Rissi emerges onto the stage with the NEW Northern American Champion Van Jam! They look out at Black Man and Blaise and smile as he brings a mic to his lips.
Nick Rissi: Well… That was a fuck up wasn’t it? You guys really did it this time…
Steve White: Get outta here! We’ve had enough of you tonight!
Nick Rissi: Honestly… I blame Black Man… Don’t you know everything he touches turns to shit Blaise? Why are you hanging around with this loser anyway? Why don’t you drop the zero and get wif da hero?
Blaise rolls her eyes and invites Nick Rissi and the NEW Northern American Champion in the ring to fight…
Nick Rissi: Sorry gorgeous… I’m not coming down there to fight you tonight… I don’t want to hurt either of you just yet… But if you want babe… you can come here and FIGHT THE NEW NORTHERN AMERICAN CHAMPION ONE ON ONE!
The fans boo at this substitute main event.
Blaise: Oh… Just disappear would you. I don’t have time for this… You're wasting everyone's time...
Van Jam: What’s wrong baybay!? Scared!? You know I’ll fuck you up… Come on, lets go!
Blaise looks up in the air with a disappointed look on her face. Really not wanting to fight Van Jam. She rolls out of the ring to go kick his ass and Black Man goes to follow but Nick Rissi cuts in!
Nick Rissi: NO! Black Fag stays there in the ring and you two can fight it out! One on One I said!
Blaise gestures to Black Man that she’ll be all right and starts to march up the ramp. Van Jam puts his title down and starts to walk down towards her as well.
Chuck Thompson: RIP Van Jam…
Just before they meet, the fans go wild and pick up, distracting Blaise! We see someone slide into the ring from behind!
Chuck Thompson: Wait… Who’s that! Watch out!
Conner Creed runs up and nails Black Man with a thunderous Clothesline From Hell! Leveling him! The fans go nuts as Black Man is laid out from the ambush! Blaise sprints back to the ring to help him but Creed escapes, through the crowd, laughing!
Steve White: Conner Creed! Conner Creed! He was here damn it! He was here the whole time! Why did he just level Black Man!? That no good dirty son of a bitch!
Chuck Thompson: It looks like Nick came out and caused a distraction and Black Man was used as a message! But why did Creed choose to target them? Is he still mad about his loss last week?
Nick and Van disappear! Blaise gets down on the mat and checks on Black Man on the mat. He rolls up to a knee, holding his neck looking pissed off.
Steve White: Well ladies and gents it’s been an interesting night to say the least! I can honestly say I didn’t see any of this coming and I have no idea what Creed’s deal was tonight but there will be some aftermath from this development next week for sure! Thanks for joining us tonight and don’t miss us next week! Good night from Australia!
A doctor comes in to check on Black Man as Blaise helps him to his feet. We fade out to the EHWF Logo ending the show.