Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2018 19:54:30 GMT -5
Fireworks explode into the air along the entrance stage and down the rampway. The Extreme-Tron comes to life as well showcasing a montage of the Anarchists of Anarchy in in-ring action to the tune of the official theme song of Anarchy.
Rose: Welcome everyone to Saturday Night Anarchy!
The camera finally lands on the commentating table near ringside where Alexander Corvis and Rose are seated.
Alexander Corvis: We are LIVE from the Prudential Center in Newark, New Jersey! Welcome to Anarchy everyone and, boy, do we have an amazing night planned for you! First up will be the Samson Family’s Bill Ryder taking on the Showtime Champion Jessie Roberts in non-title competition.
Rose: Jessie was unable to tame the beast that was Lord Raab last week. Bill seems to be in trouble with The Board after playing a part in the assault on Misty Vega last week so with neither competitor picking up a win at Revenge, now seems like the perfect time to build some momentum going into Last Rites!
Alexander Corvis: Following that we will have another non-title match up as Brianna Brookes teams up with Kevin Hunter to face the Challenge Champions, the Samson Family’s The Mongrel and Astrid Sedin.
Rose: Astrid, like Bill is in trouble with The Board after her assault on Misty even though Michael Rissi has decided not to suspend anyone just yet. Brianna is shaping up to be a quick riser around EHWF as she put on a very impressive and dominating performance in battle royal last week which she won!
Alexander Corvis: In our third match of the night expect a barnburner as the recently returned to EHWF Red Dragon takes on Lord Raab in one-on-one competition!
Rose: Last week at Revenge, many things happened. Perhaps the most surprising was Oliver Black and The Black Asylum's betrayal of The Monstimals. Killjoy and Red Dragon seemingly joined Oliver Black and The Misfit in betraying The Monstimals and no one is sure why but everyone was shocked. Lord Raab defeated Red Dragon last week but gets the chance to send Red Dragon back to The Misfit as a message as The Monstimals now find themselves the enemy of almost everyone on Anarchy!
Alexander Corvis: Oliver Black was able to defeat Ryan Morgan last week to retain the Heavyweight Championship and now the Champ is on a high. Tonight in the main event he will face the newest Samson Family member, Chris Crippler, in a non-title match.
Rose: Don’t forget that no Samson Family or Black Asylum will be allowed at ringside to cause any distractions. We’re going to see if Chris get a huge win or will Oliver continue his winning streak and take down yet another Samson Family target?
Alexander Corvis: Let’s not waste anymore time and get right into tonight’s Anarchy action!
Patricia Downs: The following contest is a Showtime non-title match and it is set for one fall!!!
You know my King
His eyes were like a flame of fire
He is crowned with many crowns
He was clothed in a robe dipped in blood
And the name which he is called
It's the word of God.
His eyes were like a flame of fire
He is crowned with many crowns
He was clothed in a robe dipped in blood
And the name which he is called
It's the word of God.
The crowd showed a mixed reaction towards the opening chords of the former first-ever EHWF World Heavyweight Champion, and self-proclaimed Sovereign King, Bill Ryder. The opening chord to Eminem's "Kings Never Die" continued to consume the crowd's attention, as they awaited the arrival of their hero. Through the curtain a man who needed no introduction, emerged from behind the curtain. With both arms spread far apart, stretching in opposite directions, he stepped to the center of the ramp, giving the entire world a glimpse of perfection. He wore his dark brown hair down, covering parts of his thick-bearded face. His zip-up black hoodie remained unzipped, showing off his impressive physique underneath. You can make out the phrase "Sovereign King" written across the front of the hood in royal gold print. He wore his unique pair of full legged pants tights, detailed with gold designed trim, and a cool belt with the initials 'SK' featured on the buckle. His white and gold kick padded boots and knee pads matched perfectly with the pants. He even had Sovereign King written across the back ass area, also in gold print. He even wore a matching pair of matching white coal miner gloves with his logo and initials "SK" printed on the outside of them, also in gold print.
He is the King of Kings!
The Sovereign King
The Motive!
The Prince of Princes
The soul of fire
The Lord of Lords!
The King of heaven!
All of hope
The Sovereign King
The Motive!
The Prince of Princes
The soul of fire
The Lord of Lords!
The King of heaven!
All of hope
The methodical Ryder extended his right hand forward, lifting his thumb and pushing his index finger forward, forming a hand made gun signal with the use of his white gloved covered right hand. He then retreated his index finger from pointing towards the ring, to it now being pointed to the side of his head. He smirked, pulling the trigger, sending a violent chill throughout the arena.
He is the wisdom of understanding
He is the counselor in fight
He is the Love and Peace
He is the revelation!
He is unparalleled
He is unprecedented
The life has been told
He is the only one
He is the counselor in fight
He is the Love and Peace
He is the revelation!
He is unparalleled
He is unprecedented
The life has been told
He is the only one
He never once increased his pace towards the ring. He ignored the arrogant fans around him, slowly stepping past them, as if they weren't there. He slowly walked up the steps, taking a few steps across the apron. His eyes now pointed in the direction of the crowd, he shook his head in disgust, before entering the ring.
He stepped to the center of the ring and looked out into the sea of fans who surrounded him. He then extended both hands forward, while displaying the same gun symbol now with both hands. He pointed both hands towards the crowd, whom continued to show their disapproval for this new side of the man they once viewed as one of their favorites heroes.
The true and life
He trains my hands for war
He is my light, my salvation
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life
Whom shall I be afraid?[/ceter]
He then lowered his hands down away from the crowd. He then began to point both hands in the direction of that of a now vacant waist. He revealed a smile that preached a vile sickness towards those watching all around him. It was for whoever was holding his championship when the day arrived for his next scheduled World Heavyweight Championship match.
He then dropped down to both knees, lifting his head upwards, and towards the rafters above the ring. He stretched his arms outward once more, as if he was a man praying to be sacrificed to the God's above. He stayed like this for a few seconds before lowering his head, sliding his body over towards the nearest corner where he would take a seat on the mat, and await for the murder spree to begin.
He trains my hands for war
He is my light, my salvation
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life
Whom shall I be afraid?[/ceter]
He then lowered his hands down away from the crowd. He then began to point both hands in the direction of that of a now vacant waist. He revealed a smile that preached a vile sickness towards those watching all around him. It was for whoever was holding his championship when the day arrived for his next scheduled World Heavyweight Championship match.
Bang!
He then dropped down to both knees, lifting his head upwards, and towards the rafters above the ring. He stretched his arms outward once more, as if he was a man praying to be sacrificed to the God's above. He stayed like this for a few seconds before lowering his head, sliding his body over towards the nearest corner where he would take a seat on the mat, and await for the murder spree to begin.
I am the Sovereign King.
Patricia Downs: Coming to the ring weighing in at two hundred and nineteen pounds and hailing from Eagle Lake, Pennsylvania….being seconded by Amanda Greene...representing The Samson Family...he is the Sovereign King... Bill Ryder!!!
Alexander Corvis: Not like much should be read into this but it looks strange to see Bill Ryder opening up tonight’s Anarchy!
Rose: Well Bill has taken great offense to it, Alex. I was told that he sees this as the Board punishing him further for his part in the attack on Misty Vega at Revenge.
Alexander Corvis: Hmm, maybe Ryder has a point.
With Mama Said Knock You Out playing in the background Jessie walks out onto the stage and starts to bounce around trying to get loose. She waited for a few moments before she walked down and slaps hands with a few fans as she does this before she stops at the steps slapping the top of them before getting in the ring. She then get in and bounces around then if she is out on her own look at the enterance waiting for her opponents or if others are in the ring she looks on at them.
Patricia Downs: And in the ring now weighing in at one hundred and forty-eight pounds….hailing from Iowa City, Iowa...she is the Extreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation Showtime Champion….she is the Hawkeye Warrior...Jessie Roberts!!!
Alexander Corvis: And here she is, the incredible Jessie Roberts!
Rose: I’m not going to lie, I’m amazed that Jessie has managed to hold onto that Showtime title as long as she has!
DING DING DING!!
Match #1: Bill Ryder vs. Jessie Roberts
The two Anarchist circle each other as the crowd roots them on. Jessie looks for a front kick and Ryder spins away, snapping off a kick of his own that lands on Jessie’s midsection. Jessie staggers back. Ryder hooks her head, looking for a DDT. Jessie plants her feet and looks to reverse it into a Northern Light suplex. Ryder is able to hold his ground and blast her in the back with a forearm. Jessie keeps her grip around his legs. Ryder sprawls to keep his position. Jessie rolls and Ryder moves to hold for a cover, her legs hooked by his left arm.
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Jessie ROLLS HIM OVER INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE!!!
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Ryder REVERSES!!!
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Jessie REVERSES!!!
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Ryder KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: What a series of wrestling reversals from both Roberts and Ryder!
Rose: Never let it be said that neither one of them can’t wrestle.
Both competitors scramble to their feet. Jessie grabs a front facelock. Ryder turns and launches her over into a Northern Lights suplex. Jessie hits hard and Ryder holds the bridge for the cover.
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Jessie KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: What a close pinfall!
Rose: You’d have to think that Bill and Jessie are quite familiar with each other since they have had many battles over the past six months.
Alexander Corvis: Very true, Rose.
Ryder sits up and Jessie catches him with a jumping knee strike to the side of the head. Ryder goes down onto his side and Jessie tries for a cover. Ryder kicks out immediately before jumping onto the corner. Jessie jumps up as well into an enziguri that hits to the back just under the shoulder blades. Ryder clutches at his neck as Jessie scrambles to the outside, climbing to the top rope. She goes for a rana, but Ryder holds on, drops off the turnbuckles, spins and brings her down into a sitout powerbomb.
Alexander Corvis: What a move!
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Jessie KICKS OUT!!!
Rose: What a kick out!
Alexander Corvis: Rose, I’ve noticed you haven’t made mention about Ryder having his girlfriend, Amanda Greene, at ringside as his manager.
Rose: Not much to say, really. Good for them, I guess.
Ryder grabs Jessie by the hair. She throws a punch to the stomach. Ryder hammers her in the back with an elbow shot. Jessie falls to her knees. Ryder pulls her up. Jessie throws her legs out and then flips through into a DDT. Ryder blocks her from taking him down. Jessie rolls into a schoolboy.
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Ryder KICKS OUT!!!
Jessie goes for a crucifix pin and Ryder gets hooked.
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Ryder KICKS OUT!!!
As they start up, Ryder takes Jessie over into a backslide.
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Jessie KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: These two know each other so well this match may never end!
Rose: Oh it’s going to end, Alex. It has to end…
Both get to their feet. Jessie throws a wicked roaring elbow that staggers Ryder. Jessie looks for a roundhouse kick but Ryder catches her leg. Jessie swings her other leg up and hits an enziguri that knocks Ryder down onto all fours. Jessie jumps on for a rolling cradle.
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Ryder REVERSES!!!
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Jessie REVERSES!!!
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Ryder KICKS OUT!!!
Rose: You have got to be kidding me!
As they get up, Jessie hits a knee lift and then grabs him for Muay Thai knee strike. Ryder hits a spinning hook kick that sends Jessie to the mat. Ryder jumps on top for the cover.
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Jessie KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: These two have really put on a match!
Rose: Agreed, agreed.
Ryder pops up and Jessie gets up. With blinding speed, Ryder strikes and connects with Roberts’ jaw with his Ryde of Your Life (superkick)!
Alexander Corvis: Bill Ryder hit his Ryde of Your Life out of nowhere!
Ryder jumps on for the cover, hooking the leg.
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Patricia Downs: Here is your winner...Bill Ryder!!!
Alexander Corvis: Bill Ryder has done it again!
Rose: Wow...Bill really has Jessie’s number.
Alexander Corvis: He caught the Showtime Champ and got her!
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Patricia Downs: The following contest is a Non-Title tag team match and it is set for one fall!!!
The lights dim as the music penetrates that atmosphere. Blue strobes flutter around the arena, as the dark haired diva, Brianna Brookes takes her place on top of the platform. She makes her way down the ramp, pausing halfway down, before running and entering the ring in a baseball slide fashion. She stands up and ignores the hoots and hollers from the crowd as she turns around, and faces her opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first weighing in at one hundred and thirty-three pounds….she hails from Melbourne, Australia...she is Brianna Brookes!!!!!!!!
Alexander Corvis: This young woman apparently anointed by Michael Rissi himself has come into Anarchy and waged war against the Samson Family!
Rose: I’m hearing that her and the boss of bosses have a thing going on that’s much more than employer/employee!
"Dust" by Tremonti plays ushering in Kevin Hunter to the ring.
Patricia Downs: And her tag team partner for the night weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds...hailing from Brooklyn, New York...representing the Sons of Chaos...he is the Alpha King...Kevin Hunter!!!!
Alexander Corvis: A multi champion of EHWF, Hunter has recently made it clear his intentions on Anarchy is to gain the Heavyweight Championship and will be looking to get on that path as soon as possible.
Rose: Say and think what you want about Kevin, he’s determined.
The lights start dancing to the opening riff of Overkill's “Devils In The Mist.” At the 0.31 mark, Astrid Sedin and The Mongrel, escorted by Jake E. Smith III, walk slowly onto the stage. They stand there, The Mongrel stares straight down at the ring while a smirking Astrid glances around. At the 0.45 mark, they make their way down to the ring and step inside. The Mongrel walks directly to their corner while Astrid climbs the opposite one and plays to the booing crowd. Jake waits on the outside.
Patricia Downs: And their opponents weighing in at a total combined weight of four hundred and seventy-eight pounds...representing the Samson Family...they are the Extreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation Challenge Champions….The Mongrel and Astrid Sedin!!!!!
Alexander Corvis: The Challenge Champions look primed and ready to take on this big challenge in a non-title match!
Rose: This really might be Mongrel’s and Astrid’s biggest challenge!
DING DING DING!!
Match #2: The Samson Family (The Mongrel & Astrid Sedin) vs. Kevin Hunter & Brianna Brookes
Mongrel quickly moves in on their opponents. Brianna and Hunter stand in their own corner, neither looking back yet. Mongrel clubs Brianna in the back and then gives Hunter a wicked uppercut punch to the mouth that lifts the smaller man off his feet. Hunter flies back into the ropes. Mongrel gives him a big boot to send him flying over the top to the floor.
Alexander Corvis: The Mongrel wasting little time to gain the advantage!
Brianna gets back up and Mongrel cracks her with a big clothesline. Brianna goes back down and Mongrel heads for the ropes, stepping over with ease. He drops to the floor and Hunter fires back on him. Mongrel goes to put his hands up but Hunter ducks under the big man’s hands and starts hammering away at his exposed abs. The Reason Why There Is Fear On Earth drills the Son of Chaos with a knee to the gut and then throws him back first into the railing. Hunter bounces hard and lands face first on the thinly matted floor.
Alexander Corvis: Goodness gracious, what an impact!
Rose: What is Brianna doing?
Alexander Corvis: I…she…
Astrid walks over, grabs Brianna, and gives her an Irish whip off the ropes. Brianna runs across the ring, rebounds off the far ropes, and comes running back. Astrid drops down to all fours by the ropes. Brianna launches herself off Astrid’s back and soars over the top with a giant suicide dive that sees her crashing down onto Mongrel from behind. Mongrel staggers forward and falls down face first onto the steel right next to Hunter.
Alexander Corvis: Now that is how you take out the biggest man in EHWF!
Rose: That was quite impressive!
Brianna pops up and climbs to the apron. She glances back and then jumps into an Asai moonsault out onto the big man again. Inside the ring, Astrid grabs the top rope, slingshots herself to the top rope, and then spins into a moonsault out onto everybody!
Alexander Corvis: Not to be outdone, Sedin performs a spectacular move of her own!
Astrid staggers away as the crowd roots everyone on.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Astrid rolls into the ring to break up the referee’s count. Hunter starts to his feet and gives Mongrel a dropkick to the head. Brianna staggers up and sets for a kick, nodding at the big man. Hunter steps back and they gesture for Mongrel to get up, the crowd cheering them on. Mongrel staggers up and Brianna goes for a superkick. Mongrel side steps and Brianna nails her own partner instead.
Alexander Corvis: Oh no!
Rose: They better watch the count or it won’t matter!
Alexander Corvis: Brookes might have a shot.
Rose: She better take it then!
Winded, Brianna, paying no attention to the downed Hunter, falls towards the ring. She pulls herself up and rolls in. Mongrel stomps away on Hunter with heavy boots. In the ring, Brianna starts to her feet. Astrid slides into the ring and moves in behind Brianna.
Alexander Corvis: Sedin is stalking Brookes like a big cat in the jungle!
Mongrel grabs Hunter and runs him up into the crowd. Hunter tumbles deeper into the fans with Mongrel in pursuit. Hunter grabs a beer, takes a swig, and then spits it out at the big man. Unfazed, Mongrel keeps pursuing. Hunter nails him with the empty beer can. Mongrel keeps coming after Hunter. They battle up the aisle and into the outer concourse.
Rose: Mongrel and Kevin have fought their way out of the main arena and into the hallway!
Simultaneously, Astrid forearms Brianna in the lower back, grabs her in a inverted facelock, and looks to hit Black Magic (inverted facelock into double knee backbreaker). Before Astrid can complete the move, Brianna manages to flip one hundred and sixty degrees and slam Astrid onto her back, Brianna driving all of her one hundred and thirty-three pounds onto the one hundred and one pound Astrid.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Alexander Corvis: I have never seen Sedin’s Black Magic ever reversed like that!
Rose: I think Astrid may be out of it!
The referee drops for the count.
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Patricia Downs: The winners of the match...the team of Brianna Brookes and Kevin Hunter!!!
Rose: Where in the world have Mongrel and Kevin gone?
Alexander Corvis: I…
Outside, Mongrel throws Hunter through a doorway into the parking lot. Mongrel walks up onto Hunter and kicks him so hard that Hunter bounces off a nearby parked Toyota Corolla.
Rose: Isn’t that your car, Alex?
Alexander Corvis: Yes it is!
Mongrel grabs Hunter and drags him into the hood. Hunter tries to fight back only for Mongrel to grab him by the throat with both hands. The big man hoists Hunter up and gives him a chokebomb onto the windshield sending him smashing through the glass!
Alexander Corvis: NOT MY CAR!
Security and officials swarm the area to pull Mongrel away.
Alexander Corvis: Dear God! I just finished paying it off…
Rose: I guess The Mongrel decided a statement needed to be made!
Alexander Corvis: He damn sure made one but why on my car?!
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Returning from the commercial, Jake Smith, Mongrel’s Challenge Championship title over his shoulder and microphone in hand, stands next to a recovered Astrid Sedin, her title belt in hand, in the middle of the ring.
Crowd: CRYBABY JAKE! CRYBABY JAKE!
Alexander Corvis: This New Jersey audience really laying into Smith tonight!
Rose: The EHWF fans are never going to let Jake live down that nickname.
Jake Smith: I am not a crybaby.
Crowd: CRYBABY JAKE!
Jake Smith: I. AM. NOT. A. CRYBABY!
An exasperated Jake looks out at the crowd. Astrid reminds him to remain calm.
Jake Smith: You’re right, Astrid. I can’t allow these people to get under my skin. What do they know anyway? As if Jake E. Smith is a crybaby! What do I need to cry about anyway? Just look at me…
Astrid nudges him before giving him a stern eye.
Jake Smith: Yes, anyway. In case it wasn’t clear on who I am, I am Jake E. Smith. I am the official manager of the Samson Family. In this role I am in the ring tonight to let everyone know that we have come to our wits end when it comes to dealing the issues the brass continue to throw at us. Whether it be running roughshod over the entire roster in whatever match we are placed in, to deal out sweet revenge against never should have been placed in the position in the first place executives, or being fined and then having our monies withheld from our pay. We are tired of it and here to let EHWF know that right here and right now we plan to take a stand!
Jake hands Astrid the microphone.
Astrid Sedin: October 19, 2017 was the day that the tides changed in the tag team division here on Anarchy. It was the day that Mongrel and I won the EHWF Challenge Championships. And in that time… we’ve defended those titles once... October 31… my 26th birthday. We’ve held these titles for four months and in that time, we’ve done nothing with them.
Alexander Corvis: Sedin does speak the truth. The Challenge Championship have only been defended one time by The Mongrel and Sedin.
Rose: I’ve always been of the opinion that tag team wrestling in professional wrestling has been dead for a long, long time.
Astrid Sedin: I hate the fact that I’ve been pigeonholed into the tag team division and it hasn’t allowed me the chance to shine as the talent that everyone knows that I am. You think that by giving us the Challenge Championships that it will pacify us, but these don’t mean SHIT if we’re not defending them. And since it’s been almost four months since that has happened, there is no need for us to have them anymore. So FUCK IT!
Dropping the microphone with a thud that echoes throughout the PA system, Astrid takes her belt and the belt handed to her by Jake in both of her hands. She smirks at Jake before using all her might to throw the belts over the top rope and deep into the Northern New Jersey crowd.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Rose: Holy shit is right!
Alexander Corvis: ASTRID SEDIN JUST THREW THE CHALLENGE CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE BELTS INTO THE CROWD!!
Astrid and Jake make their way out of the ring and up the ramp to head to the back.
Alexander Corvis: I can only imagine the ramifications that will come from this.
Rose: If the Samson Family weren’t already in the doghouse, they definitely are now!
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Patricia Downs: The following contest is set for one fall!
The arena fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as all the devils toys by deathstars begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. The stage erupts in flames as Red Dragon rises to the stage from below. Around his waist is the SAW heavyweight title and on his right, should is the PWI heavyweight title. Scanning the crowd he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring as a blood red spotlight is on him. Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet as a Pentagram appears in the middle of the ring. Fire erupts from all four corner post as he takes the titles off putting them in the corner before leaning against the ropes with the bloody femur in his hands waiting on his opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-seven pounds and hailing from Parts Unknown….representing the Black Asylum….this is the Minister of Evil...Red Dragon!!!
Alexander Corvis: The newest member of the Black Asylum looking to make his one-on-one debut in EHWF, Rose.
Rose: Well I wouldn’t call it a debut since the guy has been employed here many times in the past.
"Monster" by Skillet plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask and ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start with Henry standing outside of the ring.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds….wrestling out of Cologne, Germany….representing The Monstimals….he is the Masked German Monster….Lord Rabb!!!!!
Alexander Corvis: This man has looked like he’s in a foul mood since…
Rose: Ever?
Alexander Corvis: I would try to disagree with that assessment but I would be lying.
Rose: God knows we can’t have that, can we?
DING DING DING!!
Match #3: Lord Raab vs. Red Dragon
The two Anarchist lock-up in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Raab starts to power Dragon back towards the corner. As Dragon tries to slide down and out of the bigger man’s grip, Raab clocks him in the face with a forearm shot. Dragon goes down hard and Raab drops an elbow to Dragon’s masked face before going for a cover.
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Dragon KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: Raab with a quick pin attempt that almost gets him a quick victory!
Raab drags Dragon up and then tosses him into the corner. Dragon bounces hard off the turnbuckles right before Raab crashes into him with a big clothesline that crushes him against the corner. Dragon slumps down. Raab drills him in the ribs with a knee lift. As Dragon starts to flatten back against the ropes again, Raab starts to club him across the chest with short clothesline-like strikes, hitting him again and again and again and again and again and again and again. Dragon flops forward into Raab’s arms. The Masked German Monster snaps off a spinning belly-to-belly suplex that lands Dragon flat on his back. Raab holds for the cover, hooking the leg.
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Dragon GETS A SHOULDER UP!!!
Raab sits Dragon up and slaps on a rear chinlock, making sure the smaller man has to carry all of his body weight in the process.
Rose: Lord Raab is looking to really punish Red Dragon.
Alexander Corvis: And you know he’s going to want revenge for what happened with him and husband at Revenge!
Raab leans Dragon forward and then drills him between his shoulder and neck with the point of a twelve to six elbow strike. Dragon grimaces and Raab rams his knees between Dragon’s shoulderblades as he pulls back on the smaller man’s chin. Dragon grimaces, gritting his teeth in pain. The referee steps in to check on the smaller man as Raab continues to try for the submission. Dragon tries to roll to the left. Raab starts to stand up and kicks Dragon between the shoulderblades. Dragon cries out in pain. Raab kicks him a second time. Dragon tumbles over onto his side and Raab hits a legdrop. Dragon clutches up at his head and Raab rolls him over onto his back, hooking the leg.
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Dragon GETS A SHOULDER UP!!!
Alexander Corvis: Lord Raab with yet another pinfall!
Rose: He’s on a mission, Alex. After being violently expelled by The Misfit, Raab is looking to end Black Asylum one by one.
Raab drags Dragon up and delivers a wicked forearm to the face. Dragon staggers up and Raab comes through with a big clothesline. Dragon goes down again. Raab jumps on top for the cover.
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Dragon KICKS OUT!!!
Raab hammers him with a forearm shot to the head and then covers again.
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Dragon GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!
Raab rolls Dragon over onto his stomach and gets a jackknife pin attempt.
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Dragon KICKS OUT!!!
Rose: No matter how many times Lord Raab is putting Red Dragon down, he just can’t finish him off.
Alexander Corvis: Though his commitment might be called into question, there is no denying that Red Dragon is one tough fighter when he is here.
Raab pounds the mat in frustration before dragging Dragon violently to his feet. Raab tags him with a forearm shot to the masked face and then goes for his Chokeinator (chokeslam). Dragon manages to get his hands up to block it and Raab turns to hammer him with a forearm to the midsection. Dragon doubles over and Raab goes for the Killerbuster (double arm brainbuster).
Dragon grabs the top rope causing Raab to go down to the mat empty-handed. Dragon falls to one knee and Raab nails him with an upkick to the face. Dragon tumbles back to the corner. Raab goes for a rising clothesline. Dragon drops to his knees involuntarily. Raab goes right by him and crashes himself into the corner. Raab staggers back and Dragon goes for a roll-up.
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Raab KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: Lord Raab might have opened the door here!
Rose: Not for long!
Alexander Corvis: Red Dragon might be about to show what happens when you give him a second chance at something!
Both Anarchists get to their feet. Raab kicks Dragon in the midsection. Dragon doubles over. Raab grabs him in a front facelock. He goes for a DDT. Dragon grabs the ropes and pulls his head out of Raab’s grip. Raab hits the mat while Dragon manages to remain standing. Dragon comes down for a cover but Raab gets a knee up and catches Dragon in the midsection. Dragon falls to the side. Raab goes for a half nelson cradle.
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Dragon KICKS OUT!!!
Raab pulls Dragon up and snaps off a reverse knife-edge chop to the chest on Dragon.
Crowd: WOOO!!!
Raab kicks Dragon in the midsection and then goes for an Irish whip into the corner. Dragon hits hard. Raab charges in, looking for a big clothesline. Dragon takes a step out of the corner and falls to his knees just as Raab comes in. Dragon catches him coming in for a drop toehold that lands Raab face first on the second turnbuckle. Dragon staggers up to his feet and Raab starts to pull himself up in the corner. Red Dragon rushes over and tries to hit a two-knee shot to the small of Raab’s back. Raab side steps and Dragon bounces face first off the top turnbuckle. Dragon stumbles up drunkenly. He starts to turn and Dragon grabs him around the throat before slamming him down with a thunderous Chokeinator!
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Patricia Downs: The winner of this match...Lord Raab!!!
Alexander Corvis: Raab was a small measure of revenge against the Black Asylum with his win against Red Dragon!
Rose: Well you know this war is far from over between them.
Anarchy returns and cuts to the center of the ring where The Misfit stands alone, the end of “Scream” by Black Asylum plays in the background. He paces back and forth in an old Bad Blood Wrestling “Highway to Hell” PPV t-shirt and a black leather jacket, his hair wet clings to his jacket.
Alexander Corvis: Welcome back to Anarchy, everyone.
Rose: I thought this time was slotted for the main event, Alex?
Alexander Corvis: As far as my format goes Patricia Downs should be introducing the Anarchists right now.
Rose: Well I guess The Misfit didn’t get the memo?!
The Misfit lifts the microphone to his mouth.
The Misfit: Earlier this week I asked the scum of the earth, Joshua Samson to be a man and meet me in the center of this ring. But first allow me to address the events of Revenge! And no I am not referring to the Nightmare Oliver Black’s successful title defense against the joke of a legend in Ryan Morgan. No, no. I am referring to the smack heard round the world, the double cross of the Black Asylums “Monstimals” Raab and McPherson and the formation of the NEW Black Asylum. All week the followers of the asylum, all those who walk in the shadows have asked me one question… why?
Crowd: WHY? WHY? WHY?
The Misfit: The answer is simple. When Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson approached me months ago to join my cause, to take on the Samson Family and form The Black Asylum they called themselves MONSTERS, they said they would stop at NOTHING to bring down the Samson Family. But nothing is exactly what they have done. They are no monsters, they are no real threat, they are a joke.
Alexander Corvis: Very harsh words from the father of Oliver Black!
Rose: The truth hurts.
The Misfit: For weeks they were put in matches with the likes of Bill Ryder and Astrid, for weeks they had opportunity after opportunity to show the world what the Black Asylum was all about and destroy any who stepped against us. And for weeks they failed… they lost… they disappointed. But now we are stronger than ever, with Killjoy and Red Dragon I assure you it is now only a matter of time before The Black Asylum takes the Challenge Championships, only a matter of time before The Black Asylum takes Anarchy, only a matter of time before the Black Asylum exterminates the CANCER known as The Samson Family!
Alexander Corvis: Pretty bold promises by the leader of The Black Asylum!
Rose: I’ve known Misfit for many years, Alex. And if I know one thing about him it’s when he puts his mind to a goal more often than not he achieves it!
Suddenly “Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy blares throughout the arena as a very dapper suited Joshua Samson, Esquire walks out to the top of the ramp. There is an uproar of jeers throughout the crowd. Samson raises an eyebrow and chuckles upon hearing the disdain from the audience.
Alexander Corvis: Here comes quite possibly the most hated man in EHWF history!
Rose: And that's saying a lot since we have had quite a few people that have been hated! But he’s our boss, so you won’t hear anything bad outta me about him!
Samson makes his way down the rampway, enters the ring, and cautiously scans The Misfit up and down.
Joshua Samson: You know, Nicky, dropping the Masked German Goof and his idiot husband was probably the smartest act you have done since retiring from actively wrestling. Now as far as continuing this asinine crusade against me...well, that isn’t very smart.
The Misfit: Some may call it asinine while others call it a crucial step in the longevity of this company. See in the 20 years I've been in this business I've seen a lot of men come and go. A lot of men that never deserved to be here in the first place. But never have I seen someone so vile, so conniving as you Joshua. You sit there and stack the cards in favor of the Samson Family, do anything in your power to protect your golden boy. And you'll continue to do so until you run this brand into the ground! You piss on all of us and tell us its rain.
Joshua Samson: Are you really for real right now? I mean, I know in those twenty years you’ve taken A LOT of shots to the dome and it will explain some of the delusional things you allow to dribble out of your mouth, but me abuse power? If that were the case why aren’t the Samson Family holding all the titles? Why aren’t they in all the championship matches on every EHWF broadcast? This line of thought is getting very, very old, Nicky.
The Anarchy General Manager Extraordinaire unbuttons his suit jacket.
The Misfit: Getting hot Joshua? Can't take the heat? The fact that you can't face facts, now THAT is delusional. Just look at the past six months? Your golden boy Bill successfully defended his World Championship once, a title given to him by you I might add, against his teammate Astrid. Only to lose it his in his first REAL defense to my son Oliver Black! While your soon to be wife hasn't defended her challenge championships well… ever? And hell if we're gonna be real out here. If we're gonna lay it out there let's talk Revenge. Let's talk about booking Joshua. You sit in the back and green light your little Samson Family tag match garbage to get 40 minutes of tv time. While you snuff out any chance of Oliver Black, your WORLD CHAMPION putting on a classic with Ryan Morgan by giving it half that!
Joshua Samson: Are you on dope or dog food, Nicky?! There are no facts to face because everything you are spewing is pure fabrication! You want to stand out here as if you’re some punk rebel dropping “pipebombs” but you don’t have any of the insider info to be impactful.
Alexander Corvis: This is getting very intense, Rose.
Joshua Samson: As the General Manager of this show, yes one would think, especially after nearly a goddamn year of doing it, that I would be extended certain liberties and powers suited for my position. But that isn’t the case, Nicky. I don’t have say on how things get booked...I don’t have the power to grant whoever I want title shots...I don’t have the influence to tell the Heavyweight Champion to defend his title in twenty minutes. Now don’t get it twisted, I would love to have that kind of sway, but sadly I’m just Mikey Rissi’s appointed babysitter for Anarchy.
The Misfit: Fine Joshua, sit there and continue to spew your lies, sit there and continue to shove the Samson Family down our and sit there and continue to hold down the rest of the talent you have on Anarchy. But that's not what this is all really about…
Samson chuckles.
Joshua Samson: You do see that I’m standing and not sitting, right?
Rose: Joshua does have a valid point as he is standing and not sitting like The Misfit said!
Alexander Corvis: I think Samson knew what The Misfit was saying though.
The Misfit: This is about revenge…
Rose: He has to be referring to Bill Ryder and The Bullet Kings recent attack on the Misfit a few weeks back!
Right on cue Oliver Black, Red Dragon and Killjoy jump the barricade and are quickly on the apron, surrounding Joshua Samson and blocking off all lines of escape.
Alexander Corvis: This wasn't a conversation, this is a trap!
The microphone falls from the hand of General Manager Joshua Samson as all four members of The Black Asylum close in on their prey. The Misfit grins a Cheshire smile as he slowly walks up to Joshua Samson and grabs him by his sports coat. The crowd is erupting but quickly shifts to boos as Bill Ryder, Astrid Sedin, Chris Crippler and the Mongrel race down to the ring to even the odds!
Rose: There was no way the Samson Family was going to allow this to happen!
Chris Crippler immediately goes after his opponent for the night in Oliver Black as he pulls his feet off the apron. As soon as Blacks feet hit the ground the two begin brawling throwing lefts and rights at one another. The Mongrel aiming to get his revenge on Red Dragon goes to clothesline his legs off the ring apron. The agile Dragon hops the arm of Mongrel and quickly follows up with a stiff kick to the face of Mongrel and a standing moonsault off the apron and onto the Samson Family heavy.
Killjoy the only other member to actually make it into the ring is slowly stalking her estranged husband Joshua Samson when from the top rope comes flying Astrid with a Bangarang double knee drop. A loud thud echoes as Black Irish whips The Crippler into the ring steps. The crowd is going insane finally seeing these two factions collide after months of tension.
Alexander Corvis: And we have a Pier Seven brawl happening out here!
Rose: Isn’t that copyrighted by that cowboy hat wearing commentator from Oklahoma?
Bill Ryder is laying into The Misfit with lefts and rights in the corner turnbuckles. Misfit comes out of the corner hot with a clothesline but its ducked by Ryder. He quickly turns around right into a Ryde of Your Life! In all the commotion Joshua Samson has escaped the ring and the attack from The Black Asylum.
Alexander Corvis: Samson has managed to hightail it out of the ring!
Rose: Thank goodness! Imagine if our General Manager was hurt in there?!
The Red Dragon is laying into the Mongrel with chair shot after chair shot, in the thigh on the back as the two rivals make their way up the entrance ramp and through the curtain. Meanwhile now on the outside Astrid has Killjoy by the hair and is pulling her over the barricade and into the crowd.
Inside the ring Ryder is waiting for The Misfit to get back to his feet preparing for a big move when the reigning World Champion slides into the ring and cuts him off. The two men engage in a stare off as the crowd is blowing the roof off.
Alexander Corvis: This is a showdown right here! Bill Ryder has waited patiently to get his hands on the man who he feels stole his World Championship!
Oliver Blacks eyes are wild as he taunts Bill Ryder asking him to bring it on! But the stare down is short lived as Crippler is backup and attacks Oliver Black from behind with an elbow to the back of the head. Chris Crippler lifts Oliver Black to his feet allowing Bill Ryder to lay him out with a Ryde of Your Life superkick!
Rose: The newly formed team of the Bullet Kings working extremely well together. Bill may have actually found a tag partner he’s been so desperately looking for.
Bill Ryder is gloating to the crowd and gets a Cactus Jack style clothesline from the Misfit as the two go over the rope tumbling to the floor. Joshua Samson is back in the arena and on the entrance stage with a referee in his grasp as he leads him to the ring. Lecturing him as they approach the ring.
Alexander Corvis: It seems our esteemed General Manager is back and has a referee in tow.
Samson tosses the referee into the ring yelling at him to make the count as he points towards the fallen World Champ Oliver Black! The bell sounds as the referee looks around in confusion.
DING DING DING!!
Main Event: Oliver Black vs. Chris Crippler
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen this is the Anarchy main event Non-Title match set for one fall!
Alexander Corvis: So I guess our main event is officially starting!
Chris Crippler wastes no time attempting to capitalize on his downed opponent who is still layed out from Bill Ryder’s superkick.
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Rose: That was so close, Alex!
Suddenly the lights dim as "Dust" by Tremonti begins to play throughout the arena for the second time tonight.
Rose: Now what?!
Alexander Corvis: This could only be the arrival of one person, Rose!
After a few seconds, a spotlight appears on the stage, revealing Kevin Hunter standing with his head down, wearing a black jacket with the hood up and his hands in the pockets. He looks up, smirking slightly at the poor reaction from the crowd as he nods his head for a few moments before beginning to make his way down to the ring, the spotlight following him the entire way. Hunter stops outside of the ring and simply shakes his head.
Alexander Corvis: What is he doing out here?
Rose: We all know who he's focused on right now, Alex! Maybe he's just here to watch?
Alexander Corvis: After his tag match and brawl with The Mongrel earlier tonight, I wouldn’t expect him to even be in the building!
Black briefly focuses his attention on Hunter, stopping only when Crippler goes to lock up. Black ducks under and races across the ring to the ropes. He jumps onto the ropes and springs into a flying forearm shot to the face. Crippler goes down and Black goes to the corner. He comes off with a triple jump moonsault.
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Crippler KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: The champ almost had it!
Black rush to the ropes and goes for an Asai moonsault. Crippler catches him and turns it into a powerslam for a cover.
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Black KICKS OUT!!!
Black fires his legs around and tries for a head and arm triangle choke but Crippler pulls out and hooks him for a cradle.
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Black REVERSES!!!
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Crippler KICKS OUT!!!
Alexander Corvis: This has been an amazing match, folks! Chris Crippler is intent on proving that he deserves the spotlight here in EHWF.
Rose: What in the hell are those two doing here?!
As Crippler and Black start to stand up, Kieran Overton and Samuel McPherson start to saunter on down to the ringside area. Black glances over and then snaps off a kick to the face of Crippler. Crippler goes down. Black hits a standing shooting star for a cover.
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Crippler KICKS OUT!!!
Crippler pulls Black over into a backslide.
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Black KICKS OUT!!!
Rose: Imagine if these two were actually battling for the title?
Alexander Corvis: Well Crippler has stated that if he wins tonight he will be petitioning for an opportunity to face Black for the Bad Blood Championship as early as the Last Rites pay-per-view.
The Monstimals start to come closer toward the ring causing Black to shake his head at the sight. The Heavyweight Champion kips up, races over, and dives over the top out onto them. As they go to catch him, Crippler gets up and runs over for the matching dive! Black lands on Raab and McPherson and Crippler lands on top of Black, knocking everyone to the floor!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!
Alexander Corvis and Rose: HOLY SHIT!
Crippler and Black stagger up. Overton and McPherson crawl towards the railing. Crippler slips into the ring while Black glances back at the fallen tag team on the floor. He nods and starts into the ring only for Overton to get up and just barely grab at his ankle, tripping him up. Black stumbles into the ring right into Chris Crippler’s Crippler DDT (modified evenflow DDT).
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Patricia Downs: Here is your winner...Chris Crippler!!!
Alexander Corvis: The Monstimals just cost Black this match!
Rose: Serves Oliver right, sticking his nose in their business!
Alexander Corvis: Sticking his nose? This was his match!
Rose: Oliver should have left well enough alone!
Tired, Crippler stumbles back into a corner as Black weakly pulling himself up with the ring ropes. The Heavyweight Champion stands stunned that he has lost the match when suddenly Kevin Hunter decides to enter the ring. He immediately gets in Black's face and begins to say something to him, Black simply glaring at him the entire time. Hunter continues to talk, looking dangerously close to hitting the Heavyweight Champion. Crippler slowly walks closer to inspect what is going on between the two.
Alexander Corvis: Hunter and Black are face-to-face in the middle of the ring!
Rose: You best believe that they’re not talking about this cold New Jersey weather or your destroyed Toyota Corolla!
Alexander Corvis: Don’t remind me...
Suddenly, Hunter turns around and BLASTS Crippler in the mouth with a forearm smash that sends the veteran stumbling. Hunter uses the opening to send Crippler crashing to the mat with his Buried Alive (jumping cutter)!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!
Hunter gets back up and gets in Black's face once again. The two stare each other down for a few seconds. Chuckling, Hunter mouths, "I'm next. Got it?!" before stepping out of the ring and heading toward the back, leaving Black alone in the ring.
Alexander Corvis: What a night it has been here at Anarchy! On behalf of my broadcast colleague, Rose, thank you for joining us and we’ll see you next time!
The Anarchy logo flashes across the screen and the show comes to an end.