Post by Scorpion on Oct 29, 2011 0:12:24 GMT -5
The EHWF logo comes into view and then fades away as "No Remorse" by Metallica begins to blast over the PA system and throughout the arena.
The camera then comes on and pans around the arena with the official theme song of EHWF still blaring on the PA system. Just about every single fan in the arena is up on their feet, screaming and cheering for a great show scheduled for the night. After a few moments of the camera panning around the arena, it cuts down to ringside where the commentators of EHWF, Steve White and Chuck Thompson, are sitting.
Steve White: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to EHWF Mayhem! We are live here in the Yokohama Arena in Yokohama, Japan! And what a great night of action we have scheduled for you great EHWF fans here in Japan and back in the United States and in the United Kingdom, among other countries we are broadcasting to!
Chuck Thompson: Hell ya, Steve! I love Japan. I have only been here a few times before, but i guarentee this will be my favorite trip here! Nothing like some good sushi!
Steve White: Let's concentrate on the card and the matches tonight more than food, alright? Our card is stacked! We have an extremely special main event for the fans in attendance!
The camera pans around and looks above the ring, where a massive structure of carnage is hanging. The fans go crazy.
Steve White: The first ever Three Tiers of Hell match in EHWF history! And i would not be surprised in the least if it is the last!
Chuck Thompson: Damn right, Steve. This certain match type is known to end careers or at least cut them short. This match type may be proven too dangerous for EHWF and this is certainly a Pay Per View main event match here tonight! You can't get much more extreme than this! But we have decided to give the great fans here in Japan a show worth more than what they payed for!
Steve White: And that main event will be extreme for sure. But before then, we also have the EHWF Mayhem World Champion in action against an up and comer in EHWF, Mark Dread.
Chuck Thompson: Ya know, i like Mark Dread. He is a good guy. But he can't beat David GS. There is a reason David GS is our Champion.
Steve White: Well ladies and gentlemen, without further adue, lets go up to the ring where Patricia Downs is standing, ready to announce our first contest of the evening!
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall!
"I Need A Doctor" starts playing over the PA system and Quinton Hughes steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp met with a huge amount of boos from the crowd. He is wearing his usual gangster stuff with bling around his neck. He makes his way down to the ring and goes up the steel steps and stands on the ring apron for a minute before going over the middle rope and into the ring. He shows off on a turnbuckle and then gets down and lets the fans boo him some more.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first, he hails from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, he stands at 6 feet and 5 inches tall and weighs in at 245 pounds, he is Quinton Hughes!
Chuck Thompson: He picked up a huge win last week, and you know he's ready to keep the streak alive.
Steve White: Streak? One win is hardly a streak!
"Coming Home" blasts through the P.A system as Scott Wilson walks out to a syphany of booing fans. Scott looks around the arena, taking this all in. Scott takes a step forward and raises his arms up in the air, igniting his pyro, which blasts off in the air as orange and purple lights slowly evaporates into thin air as Scott walks down the ramp that leads you to the EHWF ring, where he saw his opponent standing there, looking very brave. Scott wore his Trademark Red and Black Spandex pants that said "Now Showing" on each side of the pants. Scott pushed his hair back as the fans continued to boo even louder.
Patricia Downs: And introducing his opponent, he hails from Chicago, Illinois, he stands at 6 feet 8 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 237 pounds, he is Scott Wilson!
Scott ran at the ring and did a super jump from the concrete floor over the ropes and inside the squared circle. Scott walked around the ring for a bit, watching his opponent closely as the bell rings and the match is underway.
DING DING DING!
Steve White: Scott Wilson had a tough loss last week, but you know that he is looking to rebound against Quinton Hughes.
Scott Wilson starts the offensive attack early, trying to rebound from his tough loss to Paul Kirk the previous week. He unloaded a fury of punches to the skull, sending Hughes backtracking into the turnbuckles.
Chuck Thompson: There's something different about Scott Wilson this week. He looks like a man possessed.
But then, Quinton Hughes shook off the temporary daze, sending a closed fist uppercut straight toward Scott Wilson's chin, making him collapse to the ground.
Steve White: Or...not.
Quinton Hughes goes for the early pin, thinking that his opponent was knocked out.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!!!
Quinton leapt to his feet, forcing Wilson to his feet as well. But just as fast as he was up, Wilson came crashing down, as Hughes executed just one of his many perfect suplexes. Turning Wilson over, he locked in the ankle lock, yelling at Wilson to give up.
Steve White: It could be all over here folks.
Wilson screamed in agony as Quinton locked in the hold more tightly, struggling to try to make it to the ropes. He did, and the ref forced the break of the hold. Hughes backed off a bit and as he did, Wilson made it back to his feet, leaping high in the air and hitting his dropkick on Hughes as he went for the cover.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
The match was back and forth from here, both men expending all of their energy. In the end, Quinton Hughes' pure power was too much for Wilson, hitting his patented Jackknife Powerbomb on Wilson, going for the pin.
1...
2...
3!!!!!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Your winner is, Quinton Hughes!!!
Chuck Thompson: He did it again. NOW we can say that his streak of two lives on!
Steve White: Big whoop.
Quinton Hughes gets his hand raised in victory by the referee and then goes over the middle rope and out of the ring. He is extremely happy as he walks up the entrance ramp, still raising his fists in the air. He dissapears behind the curtains into the backstage area as the scene fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as "I Wanna Go" by Britney Spears starts to play through the PA system and the arena is filled with pink and light blue lights. Hilarie Cobretti emerges at the top of the stage. She walks to the top of the ramp. She raises her arms in front of her as she rolls her wrists and then spreads her arms apart all the way to her side where she raises her arms above her head. She proceeds down the ramp blowing kisses to various male fans. She hops up onto the ring apron and lifts her right leg onto the top and runs her hand down the length of her leg before stepping through the top and second ropes. She then walks to the corner and climbs up onto the second turnbuckle as she raises her arms and takes in the fans support. She then hops down to await her opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first..standing at 5 foot 4 and weighing 125 pounds..she comes from Aspen, CO...HILARIE COBRETTI!!
When I quest my flashing sword and my hand takes hold of judgment, I will take vengeance upon mine enemies and I will have paid those who haze me, Oh Lord raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints…. “Revenge I Seek” by Bleeding Through continues to blare through the auditorium, in that same moment there is a total blackout followed by a static screen, as a small light enlightens the entrance ramp, a man covered in a Black mantel emerges from behind the curtains, he stands atop the ramp, looking at the ground, he raises his head and removes the hood of the mantel, revealing his white colored braided red striped hair.
Patricia Downs: On his way to the ring weighting in at 195lbs. and standing at approximately 5’11” inches, he hails from Dragararia. He is “The Cure” USSSSIRIAN BLLLLACKHART!!
Usirian stands at the top of the entrance ramp looking out into the darkness that surrounds him, the words "T_H_E__C_U_R_E" are spelled out across the static being displayed across the screen as he starts his walk towards the ring without caring much about the fan reaction seeing how their mostly boo‘s anyway's. The Black Mantel is thrown away as soon as the music dies and he slides into the ring sitting on one of the turnbuckles.
Chuck Thompson: Well here comes a man on a losing streak.
Seraphiel slowly turns and Hilarie is talking to the ref. Suddenly, a figure enters the ring from behind Seraphiel. The figure hooks Seraphiel from behind and sends him into the turnbuckle and lifts him up and then he hits The Cobra Jet! Eric rolls out of the ring and the bell rings before the ref turns around. Hilarie looks around and looks at Seraphiel.
DING DING DING!
Chuck Thompson: What the hell?
Hilarie shrugs and slowly picks up Seraphiel, who trips her sending her to the outside! Seraphiel shakes his head and gets Hilarie with a suicide dive onto her on the outside! He slowly picks her up and tosses her into the ring. He rolls in and Hilarie comes from out of no where, connecting with a You're Funny...Not! Hilarie shakes her head and grins taunting to the fans who boo her.
Chuck Thompson: DAMN!
Hilarie Cobretti thinks about going for the cover, but instead picks up Seraphiel de Valentine and throws him against the turnbuckle. She runs at him and turns, hitting an elbow smash into the face of him. He falls to the ring mat and rolls out of the ring, holding his face. Hilarie Cobretti then runs against the ring ropes on the opposite side of the ring and runs back at him, hitting him right in the chest with a perfectly executed baseball slide! She then slides rest of the way out of the ring and picks up Seraphiel de Valentine. She picks him up, like she is trying to scoop slam him, but instead she falls backwards, as his weight is too much for her! She hits her head on the ring post and falls to the ground. At the same time, Seraphiel de Valentine falls and hits his head against the steel ring steps. Both of them lay on the ground, Hilarie not moving and Seraphiel holding the back of his head, kicking his feet in pain.
Steve White: She tried and couldn't do it! And now both of them are laying on the outside of the ring, possibly going to get counted out!
The referee does start the count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...
Both of them roll around a little bit, Seraphiel even slowly getting to his feet. 9...10!
DING DING DING!
Steve White: What happened? Who won?!
Chuck Thompson: I think it was just declared a double countout!
Patricia Downs: This match has been declared a double countout!
The fans boo quite loudly as Seraphiel de Valentine gets fully to his feet and Hilarie Cobretti sits up against the ring steps, holding the back of her head. Just then, "Step Up" by Drowning Pool blasts over the PA system and the Senior Manager of EHWF, Scorpion, walks out onto the top of the entrance ramp with a microphone in his hand. He quickly talks as his theme music fades down.
Scorpion: Well, i must say, that match blew! I think everyone here in Japan would agree with me on that.
The fans cheer extremely loud and Scorpion looks around before looking back down at Seraphiel de Valentine and Hilarie Cobretti and continuing.
Scorpion: So who is to fault here? I know it isn't me or rest of the staff. I know it isn't anyone who wasn't involved in this match. Could it possibly be Eric Cobretti? Maybe Hilarie Cobretti? No, i think it was Seraphiel de Valentine. So, because i am the Senior Manager around here, Seraphiel de Valentine, you're fired!
Scorpion then turns and heads through the curtains to the backstage area as Seraphiel de Valentine and rest of the fans in the arena are left stunned.
Steve White: What in the hell? He just fired Seraphiel de Valentine for having one bad match? A match that possibly wasn't even his fault!?
Chuck Thompson: He is the Senior Manager. I can't say anything, i think he made the right call.
Steve White: Are you kidding me? He had one bad night! We have to take a break ladies and gentlemen, don't go anywhere.
The scene then fades to a commercial break with Steve White shaking his head in disagreement.
The scene comes back from a commercial break and heads directly down to the ring, where Patricia Downs is standing.
Patricia Downs: This match is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Lakeland, Florida. Weighing in at One Hundred Eighty pounds …Cody!
Someone is talking and all the sudden gets cut off by a song over the pa system. The fans start to cheer as Xtreme C walks out on the stage. He stands there with a smile on his face as the fans start chanting over and over again. He walks down the ramp and gets inside the ring as he runs a lap around the ring and then sits in the middle of the ring and waits for his challenger.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in at One Hundred Ninety-Five pounds …Paul “The Wall” Kirk!
"Warriors of the World" hits the pa system and we see Paul come into view as he is on the ramp. Paul slowly walks down and he high fives any fan who holds out their hand. He slowly climbs up the steps and as his arm wraps around the top rope, his jacket slips off. Pyro explodes after he throws the jacket into the crowd. He enters the ring and looks around the ring, his eyes scanning anyone, or anything around him.
DING DING DING!
At the sound of the bell, both Paul and Cody come out of their corners. Cody, obviously smaller, starts to connect with a few body shots, while Paul has forced Cody to lean over in a hockey fashion fight as he starts clubbing him wildly in the back! Paul grabs him by the head and runs him towards the turnbuckle with full force! However, Cody manages to put his foot up to stop the momentum of Paul. He tosses Paul head first into the turnbuckle, then starts to follow up with a few hard strikes as Paul is trying to defend himself.
Chuck Thompson: Cody is brutal right at the start of this!
Steve White: This could end rather quickly with how hard he got thrown into that turnbuckle!
After several of the strikes, Cody sends him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle. He charges in, preparing for a body splash, but Paul brings his feet up into the air connecting with a front dropkick! He lands back on his feet, by keeping himself held by the turnbuckle. Cody has stumbled back towards the center of the ring and Paul sprints out to take him down with a bulldog. Paul rolls out of the ring rather quickly and starts to look underneath the ring for a few weapons, as the referee is insisting that Paul gets back into the ring.
Chuck Thompson: What’s Paul looking for?
Steve White: Obviously a weapon. The only way to take that crazy man down!
Cody has gotten back to his feet and is met with several weapons falling just in front of him. A trashcan, a steel chair, a couple cookie trays, and a stop sign. Paul keeps a hold of a trashcan lid and holds it up, while the fans are cheering him on. Cody leans over the ropes to grab Paul by the head and try to pull him up. Paul brings the lid back to connect right with the skull of Cody. Cody stumbles back near the center of the ring, and Paul slides underneath the bottom rope. Cody was rather quick to recover, and starts stomping on Paul’s back.
Chuck Thompson: And Paul is met by Cody before he can get back to his feet!
Steve White: And now he has weapons!
Paul is forced to let go of the lid as Cody is pulling himself up to his feet. He also lifts a cookie sheet up with his other hand, and plants Paul right in the skull with the weapons! Paul shakes his head, and gives a smile as he’s practically begging for Cody to continue the assault. Cody connects with a second shot from the cookie sheet! Paul bounces off the ropes, and asks for another shot. This time, Cody sends Paul right down to the canvas! The referee is checking him for blood as soon as he hits the canvas, but he’s still ineligible for the match to end.
Chuck Thompson: I don’t know how he’s not bleeding.
Steve White: It’s going to take a little more than that.
Cody forces Paul to sit up, and goes to connect with another shot from the cookie sheet! Paul is able to avoid the shot, and crawl back outside of the ring. Cody follows him outside this time as Paul has already started looking underneath the ring for another weapon. Cody grabs the cookie sheet from the apron of the ring, and stalks Paul for a moment. As soon as Paul actually faces him, he has a fire extinguisher and he starts to spray him! This temporarily blinds Cody, as he’s swinging wildly just hitting the air. Paul pulls a Singapore Cane from underneath the ring, and connects with a hard shot to Cody’s ribs, forcing him to drop the cookie sheet. Cody, still blinded, tries to cover up but then gets a shot right to his head.
Chuck Thompson: Tactics! Paul using tactics to get the best of Cody!
Steve White: But how long are these tactics going to work?
Cody takes a couple steps back, as Paul continues advancing towards him and hitting him anywhere he can with the Kendo Stick. Cody falls against the barricade, and starts to drag himself across it reaching out for something. He steals a water bottle from one of the fans, and starts to rinse his eyes, but finds it very hard to do while Paul is still hitting him while he’s exposed! The fans are cheering Paul on, but Cody has finally gotten his vision back. He catches the Singapore Cane as it’s coming into his ribs, and gets ready to pull him in but is met with a stiff kick to his sternum. Cody has fallen down to a seated position.
Steve White: Cody is down? Paul is really giving it to him.
Chuck Thompson: He has to take every advantage that he can!
Paul starts to walk back towards the ring and starts to look underneath the ring for another weapon. He pulls out a Claymore! The referee stares completely wide eyed, but he leans out of the ring and tells Paul that he can’t use that weapon. Reluctantly, Paul agrees and puts the Claymore back under the ring.
Steve White: Um...
Chuck Thompson: What the...
Steve White: Oh my...
Chuck Thompson: Aren’t we supposed to make sure those kind of things aren’t here?
Paul comes back out, this time with a 2x4 and starts to walk back over to Cody who has gotten back to his feet. As Paul lifts the 2x4 above his head, Cody hits him with a vicious right which sends him back and dropping the 2x4. Cody picks the 2x4 back up, and starts to walk towards Paul, who is back to his hands and knees and crawling back towards the ring in hopes of getting another weapon. As he is sitting on his hands and knees, Cody lifts the plank of wood high above his head and breaks it right over the back of Paul with one vicious shot.
Steve White: Cody is taking advantage of this match again!
Chuck Thompson: The time that Paul took to …grab a claymore, really cost him.
Paul has fallen flat on his stomach, but is still trying to crawl towards the ring. Cody drops the broken wood, and grabs Paul by the head to force him towards the ring. He tosses him with a huge impact right into the steel steps, as fans chant “Holy Shit! Holy Shit!” Cody follows him over and he lifts him back to his feet then proceeds to toss him into the ring. He jaws with the fans, as Paul has grabbed the trash can with the little time he had.
Steve White: Cody better look out, that trash can could hurt someone.
Chuck Thompson: You’re hopeless, Steve.
Cody sees Paul getting up, with the trash can in hand, and delivers a devastating big boot right into his skull. The referee is checking him for blood, but there is still none. Cody lifts Paul back to his feet, but is met with a thumb to the eye. Paul lifts up one of the cookie sheets, and the trashcan lid, but as soon as he turns his attention back to Cody. He is lifted into a massive bear hug.
Steve White: A bear hug! What’s Paul going to do now?
Chuck Thompson: Well, the match can’t end until Paul gives up!
Steve White: He’ll crush his ribs, and he’ll be coughing blood!
Cody is squeezing the life right out of him for several seconds until Paul can finally get a little bit of distance and clap over the head of Cody with both weapons in his hands! It takes several claps before Cody finally lets him go. Paul drops the trashcan lid, and runs back against the ropes. He dives and connects with a hard shot to Cody’s skull! The referee is trying to check on him, but there’s no blood. Paul connects with a second shot! And still no blood. Paul drops the cookie sheet, and lifts the garbagecan. He puts it over Cody so he can’t see, then slams him back down onto the canvas.
Chuck Thompson: Cody can’t do anything!
Steve White: Paul is actually putting up a fight here!
Paul goes over lifting up a stable gun. The crowd goes a bit wild as they see him holding it high and he goes right to what’s exposed of Cody’s arms, and starts to use it on him. The crowd is cheering, as Cody is trying to get out of the trashcan, but seems to be unable to. Paul then lifts up the steel chair after several staples go into the arm and starts to crash it over the trashcan crushing it right onto Cody, several times.
Steve White: I don’t think that Cody can breathe!
Chuck Thompson: Tactics, Steve! Tactics!
Paul is slow to pull Cody back up to his feet, with the trash can still on him. He leaps up and drops him down to the canvas with the Loyalty Check! Cody appears to be motionless, as Paul pulls the trashcan from Cody. It’s a bit of a struggle from how dented the trashcan was from the damage that Paul did. The referee checks on him with a towel, and finds not just his arms, but blood is starting to come out from behind his long hair. Paul makes the cover.
One-Two-Three!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winner of this match, via pin fall …Paul “The Wall” Kirk!
The referee helps Paul Kirk up to his feet and raises his hand in victory. Paul Kirk then stumbles out of the ring and makes his way to the backstage area as the scene fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as the song Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest starts to blare over the PA system .Then, the lovely Ariel Paine starts to come on out, being accompanied by her husband Scotty. They walk past the fans and go inside of the ring.
Chuck Thompson: Sexy bitch.
Steve White: Chuck! With your age, that’s almost pedophilia!
Patricia Downs: And introducing, from the Asylum via White Hills, New Jersey and standing at 5’10... ARIEL PAINE!
She stands by her husband's side as she awaits on who she'll be facing with a evil smile on her face.
Then, “Breaking the Law" comes over the P.A. System, as Rocky J comes out and walks down the ramp and into the ring.
Patricia Downs: And her opponent! Hailing from Corpus Christy, Texas, weighing in at 200 pounds and standing at 6’1... ROCKY J!
Chuck Thompson: This might be embarrassing for that long haired rockstar dip shit.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and immediately Scotty Paine jumps up on the ring and yells something to Rocky J. J turns around to look at Scotty, and while the ref is also turned, Ariel Paine comes around and lands a kick right to Rocky J’s gonads. He falls to his knees in obvious pain.
Steve White: No! She can’t do that!
Chuck Thompson: Well, she just did, and ain’t no one gonna’ stop this bitch!
Rocky J puts his hand on a rope to try and pick himself up, only to be met with an uppercut punch right under the chin from Ariel. He falls back, and Ariel goes for the pin. While doing so, she blocks the refs view of Scotty who is holding Rocky J’s arms down on the other end. The ref, unable to see, begins to count.
1, 2, 3!
Chuck Thompson: Strategy!
Steve White: No! That’s cheating! He didn’t get a fair fight!
Scotty enters the ring and hugs his wife, then raises her hand as her theme is playing. All of a sudden, it's cut off by “Halls of Illusions” as Drake Coleman appears at the top of the ramp. He sprints down, at which time Scotty tells Ariel to get out of the ring. She does as told as Drake enters the ring, and an all out brawl unfurls between the two superstars. Rocky J has rolled out of the ring by this time, and he’s standing in front of the announcers table.
Chuck Thompson: Move, J! You’re blocking my view!
Rocky J: Screw you, negro!
Chuck becomes enraged, but keeps his cool as he slides his chair over to view the brawl along with everyone else. The scene fades to a commercial break with referees running down to the ring to try and stop the brawl.
The scene comes back from a commercial break with a lot of referees holding Scotty Paine and Drake Coleman back from each other. Their match is up next, so they weren't forced to go back to the backstage area. The match is going to go on as scheduled.
Patricia Downs: The fallowing tag team match, is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at Two Hundred Ninety-Eight pounds …Drake “The Icon” Coleman!
Drake Coleman is all fired up and doesn't even seem to notice anyone around him except Scotty Paine, who is standing across the ring from him.
Patricia Downs: And his partner, from Austin, Texas. Weighing in at Two Hundred Fourty-Two pounds …Billy Flynn!
Steve White: Wait, who?
"Phenomenon" by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the PA system as Billy walks out onto the stage. He plays to the fans, as he walks down the ramp, and into the ring. He runs over to one corner, and climbs up to the second turnbuckle as the fans go wild.
Patricia Downs: And their opponents, from The Asylum. Weighing in at a combined weight of Five Hundred Ninety pounds …”The Sycho Savage” Thomas Paine and “The Crow” Scotty Paine - The House of Paine!
Both of these men are already out here as well, Thomas Paine helping the countless officials hold Scotty back.
DING DING DING!
The match begins with Thomas and Coleman taking center stage, the two circle the ring before locking up with one another. Coleman, being the stronger of the two, starts to win the struggle, but Thomas breaks out of it and begins moving around the ring again. Coleman moves around with him, but before he can do anything he is attacked from behind as Scotty clobbers him across the head knocking him forward towards Thomas, who takes him down with a DDT as the ref lets the craziness happen. Scotty slowly walks back to his side of the ring, looking at Flynn, as Thomas has a headlock placed on Coleman and is holding the rope as he applies more pressure. The ref sees this and tells Thomas to let go of the rope. He does as the referee moves to Coleman and asks him if he wants to give it in, and Thomas reaches for the rope again and pulls on it for a few seconds as Coleman screams, the ref looks up and just misses Thomas taking his hands off the rope. He questions Thomas who protests his innocence but as he is, Coleman starts to climb to his feet taking Thomas up too. Thomas tries to stop him, but to no effect as Coleman is up and starts to elbow Thomas in the gut before whipping him across the ring and taking him down with a flying clothesline and both men are now down on the mat.
Chuck Thompson: Drake Coleman being resourceful there.
Steve White: After being put in that situation in the first place what does that tell you.
Coleman starts to crawl towards Flynn as Thomas is crawling towards Scotty, the two reach their corners and tag in their teammates as both rush in before Flynn stops short in front of the oddness that is Scotty. Flynn holds up his hands in protest, but then is taken down with a boot to the gut. Scotty pulls poor Flynn up as he whips him into the corner and soon charges in after him, but Flynn throws up his feet knocking Scotty back and then charges out with a cross body, but Scotty catches him and walks around with him, slapping his head before slamming him to the mat. He makes the cover, but the ref slowly goes down for the count and Flynn kicks out before she starts. He climbs to his feet and stares at the ref before stomping on Flynn's back before lifting him up then scooping him up, but Flynn slips down behind him and dropkicks him in the back knocking him into the ropes and he bounces back as Flynn rolls him up. The referee casually goes down to count.
One- Kick Out.
Scotty quickly gets to his feet and gives Flynn a jab, then grabs Flynn, throwing him into the turnbuckle where Thomas is and tagging him in. Thomas comes in as the two start to kick Flynn in the gut repeatedly before the ref gets tired of it and tells Scotty to get out of the ring. Scotty reaches out to him, but he backs away. He then goes out on the apron.
Chuck Thompson: Oh come on, you can’t allow this!
Steve White: Don't let him touch you Ref!
Thomas continues to work on Flynn in the corner before dragging him out and taking him down with a snap suplex before grabbing Flynn around the neck and delivering a Clothesline from The Asylum! He walks over to him, but Coleman runs in and kicks him off. The ref is quick to get Coleman back out of the ring, though Coleman gives him a glare as he touches him to push him out. Thomas claps his hands loudly as Scotty comes in, the two are stomping on Flynn as the ref turns around and tells Thomas to get out. He happily takes his place on the apron as Scotty turns Flynn over and sits on his back before applying the camel clutch! Flynn tries to reach for the ropes, but they are too far as he slowly starts to fade and after some time looks out of it. The ref moves in to check on him, wincing as he reaches for his arm, before lifting it and let it drop and signaling the count of one. The ref repeats and calls out the count of two, he goes for the third, but suddenly Flynn goes under Scotty who has loosened his grip to allow the ref to do the count and pulls Scotty’s legs, tripping him and releasing the hold. Scotty hits the mat face first as he holds his lip looking pissed as he climbs to his feet and grabs Flynn, pulling him up, but Flynn kicks him in the gut then delivers a European uppercut and then takes him down with a swinging neck breaker, leaving them both on the mat.
Chuck Thompson: Flynn’s got to be in a bad way.
Steve White: No kidding Chuck, but I feel the worst for the ref.
The two lay on the mat as Coleman is pounding the turnbuckle and getting the crowd going as Flynn slowly starts to move and slowly crawls towards Coleman. Meanwhile, Scotty is moving after Flynn and just as Flynn is about to tag Coleman, he grabs his foot and pulls him back. Getting to his feet still holding his foot, Flynn is hopping around on one foot and suddenly hits Scotty in the head with his free foot, making Scotty stagger backwards as Flynn leaps and tags in Coleman. The crowd cheers as Coleman makes his way into the ring and takes Scotty down with a running big boot. Thomas comes running in, but Coleman sends him over his back with a backdrop! Scotty is back up as Coleman takes him down with a clothesline before tackling Thomas into the corner and delivering a number of shoulders into his gut. Scotty climbs to his feet and runs into the corner, but Coleman moves, leaving him to hit Thomas with a splash. Scotty looks shocked as Thomas looks dazed and winded staggering out of the corner, but his look is short lived as Coleman hits Scotty in the face with a haymaker, but Scotty remains standing, though barely. Coleman grabs Thomas and throws him out of the ring before turning to Scotty, grabbing him around the neck with both hands and delivering a double handed choke slam over his knee! On the apron, Flynn is back up and Coleman tags him in and he climbs up the turnbuckle and comes off with a flying neck breaker and covers Scotty! Coleman yells at the ref to make the damn count! He begrudgingly gets down on all fours and starts to count.
One – Two - No!
Steve White: Where is Thomas going?
Chuck Thompson: Maybe he’s late for meds, Steve.
Suddenly, Thomas grabs him from outside and trips him! Scotty then kicks out! Thomas pulls Coleman out of the ring and hits The Asylum Bomb out on the floor! He then climbs onto the apron. Flynn pulls up Scotty and whips him to the ropes and he bounces off the opposite ropes. Flynn goes for a clothesline, but Scotty ducks and bounces off the ropes. He comes back and goes for his own clothesline, but Flynn ducks and Scotty turns around and Flynn uses his strength to lift the big man onto his shoulders, but Scotty flails about and makes the tag to Thomas, unseen by Flynn! Thomas gets in as Flynn turns with Scotty on his shoulders, but before Flynn can hit a move, Thomas hits him with a vicious spear! Flynn and Scotty go down! Thomas makes a cover, as the ref counts.
One – Two – Three!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winner of this match, via pin fall …The House of Paine!
Both Scotty and Thomas Paine get to their feet and get their hands raised in victory by the referee. They both celebrate in the ring as the scene fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as the lights in the arena flicker in red as Mark comes out to the ramp. Pyro then goes off on top of the entrance ramp. He takes his time and adjusts his gloves. When he gets in the middle of the entrance ramp, he lifts his hands and throw them down and down along the sides of the ramp it explodes in pyro, making a gate of flame.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he hails from Parts Unknown, he stands at 6 feet and 7 inches tall and weighs in at 267 pounds, he is Mark "Gravedigger" Dread!
Mark continues to walk down the entrance ramp and the corners send pyro into the air as he gets in the ring. He does a cut throat motion and goes to his corner and waits for his opponent.
The arena lights strobe white as "Son Of Sam" by Shinedown hits the PA. A cloud of white steam billows up from the entrance, and after a few seconds David GS comes barreling out, all fired up. The Phenom heads for the ring, coming to a stop halfway down the entrance ramp; he leans forward and then throws his arms up, flashing the Devil Horns as two arcs of multicolored pyro erupt out of the stage behind him.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent, hailing from Omaha, Nebraska, he stands at 6 feet and 5 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 243 pounds, he is the current and reigning EHWF Mayhem World Champion, he is David GS!
Continuing on to the ring, he dives in under the bottom rope and slides into the ring on his stomach. Popping to his feet, DGS goes to the second turnbuckle and flashes the Devil Horns again. He hops back down to the mat and crosses over to the other side of the ring, climbing onto the first and second ropes and egging on the fans in the front row.
DING DING DING!
The match starts off with David GS and Mark Dread circling each other inside of the ring. They stare at each other every second of it, not looking at anything else. They then go in for a tie up and the Mayhem World Champion David GS quickly gets the upper hand, putting Mark Dread in a sleeper hold. Mark Dread pushes David GS off of him and David GS runs against the ropes and back at Mark Dread, who goes for a clotheline, but David GS ducks and superkicks Mark Dread when he turns around. David GS is fired up and he gets the fans all fired up as well.
Steve White: What a counter by our Mayhem World Champ!
Mark Dread gets back to his feet and turns around, where he is met by a dropkick by David GS right into the chest of Mark Dread, sending him falling backwards into the corner of the ring. David GS hops back up to his feet and walks over to Mark Dread and begins punching him repeatedly in the stomach and ribs. Mark Dread tries to cover up his stomach and ribs, but then David GS moves on to punching Mark Dread in the face a few times. Mark Dread then has one hand covering his face and one hand trying to cover his stomach, but it is no use and he just falls into the corner of the ring. David GS then begins to stomp Mark Dread in the corner of the ring. He keeps stomping him repeatedly until the referee finally can pull him off.
Steve White: Our Champion is on fire here tonight! Mark Dread isn't looking so good.
Chuck Thompson: I had a feeling from the very beginning that Mark Dread didn't have a chance in hell against David GS. It was a nice try though.
David GS then leans against the opposite corner of the ring, catching his breath a little bit and letting Mark Dread get to his feet. Mark Dread gets up onto his hands and knees and David GS runs at him and kicks him extremely hard in the ribs, sending Mark Dread crashing into the corner of the ring, holding his ribs and groaning in pain.
Steve White: Oh my God! I think he broke the mans ribs with that kick!
David GS then picks up Mark Dread and throws him over the top rope, where he lands hard, hurting his ribs even more. David GS then goes over the middle rope and out of the ring. He picks up Mark Dread and throws him hard against the steel ring steps. Mark Dread lays on the ground, kicking his feet and groaning in pain. David GS then walks over to him and stomps him a few times in his injured ribs. The referee gets out of the ring and pulls David GS off of Mark Dread and David GS gets into the ring and shows off. The fans go crazy as Mark Dread is barely getting to his feet outside of the ring. David GS runs off of the ring ropes and towards the side of the ring that Mark Dread is on and jmps over the top rope and hits a suicide dive perfectly onto Mark Dread, sending both men crashing to the floor outside of the ring.
Chuck Thompson: Holy shit! David GS is punishing Mark Dread here tonight. I think he is a little bit pissed off about his loss last week.
David GS is obviously the first one to get back up to his feet as he quickly grabs Mark Dread by the head and throws him into the ring. He then slides into the ring himself and kicks Mark Dread a few times in the ribs again. Mark Dread rolls around holding his ribs, groaning in complete agony. David GS picks up Mark Dread and hits a scoop slam on him. He then signals for the end, as he believes he's done enough to Mark Dread to send a point to the entire roster. He goes to the corner of the ring and awaits Mark Dread to get up. Mark Dread uses the ropes to get to his feet and David GS runs full speed at him, hitting the spear on him! Mark Dread flops around on the ring mat, holding his ribs and almost screaming in pain. David GS then goes for the cover. 1...2...3!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winner of this match by pinfall, he is the Mayhem World Champion, David GS!
David GS gets up to his feet and gets his hand raised in the air by the referee. The fans here in Japan mostly cheer, but a few lame boos can be heard. David GS begins to celebrate inside of the ring with his Mayhem World Championship before crawling out of the ring and heading up the entrance ramp towards the backstage area. Some medics come out to tend to the injured Mark Dread as the camera cuts down to ringside.
Steve White: That was an amazing match! Well, for David GS anyway!
Chuck Thompson: David GS dominated Mark Dread. Mark Dread should have just stayed out of this match. He should have just let it go and not even show up tonight.
Steve White: But he did, and he payed for it. Ladies and gentlemen, we must go to another commercial break. But up next, is our main event sure to make EHWF history!
The scene then fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as the opening riff to "Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch blares through the area speakers as the black trench coat, black and red mask wearing form of Sah'ta Thor step out from the back. As the music continues to play he struts arrogantly towards the ring. As he walks down to the ring he ignores the fans as he was intent on getting to the ring. Once in the ring he takes of his title and passes it to the time keeper then removes his trench coat to reveal a black t-shirt and jeans combo. His hands were covered with strikers gloves which he raises into the air in an X as a red and black pyros shoot from the ring posts. He lowers his arms and steps back while awaiting his opponent.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our main event of the evening and is a Three Tiers of Hell match! Introducing first, hailing from Unknown, standing at 5 feet and 9 inches tall and weighing in at 175 pounds, he is Sah'ta Thor!
Steve White: Sah'ta Thor and Alexander Remington are two men that have never quite got along. This match is going to be an all out fight.
Chuck Thompson: And you can see Thor looking around this beast of a structure. Three cages stacked on top, all for the prize hanging above the third tier.
Suddenly the lights begin to fade, the soft beginning tones of "Uprising" by Muse beginning to play. Multi-colored lights begin to stream across the top of the stage, looking for the one whose music this belongs to. With a huge explosion of pyro, Alexander Remington stands at the top of the stage, the lights converging on his position as he cracks a smile at the fans who are either choosing to boo or cheer for him. Walking down to the ring, he jumps up onto the side apron, taking a look at the crowd before entering into the ring in between the top and middle rope.
Steve White: And here is your hardcore champion folks. Over the past couple of weeks, Remington has turned this into a personal battle, even stooping to the low of involving his family, some of which are sitting ringside tonight.
The cameras cut over to the front row of the crowd, showing Astryd - the target of many of Remington's comments and the one forced to watch her father's assault at the hands of Remington a few weeks ago.
Chuck Thompson: And look at Remington point over at her as he stands in front of Thor; he wants Thor to feel the hatred brewing from within. He wants this to be personal, because Thor made it personal with his attack on Remington with the help of his Empire of Blood clan.
Patricia Downs: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Los Angeles, California, he stands at 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 255 pounds, he is the EHWF Hardcore Champion, he is Alexander Remington!
DING DING DING!
The two men begin to circle each other, the intensity in the crowd's reactions picking up. You could feel the electricity in the arena; everyone knowing that an absolute battle was about to take place.
Steve White: This place is about to erupt Chuck. Two men who hate each other, confined in this ridiculous structure.
The two men lock horns, Alex getting the first advantage as he locks Thor in a headlock, squeezing as tight as he possibly could. Thor tosses Remington against the opposing ropes, sending him crashing to the mat with a clothesline. Climbing on top of him, Thor takes out all of his frustrations by pounding away at Alex's forehead repeatedly, not seeming to relent in the least.
Chuck Thompson: Thor doesn't want this to be just a wrestling match Steve. Remington got his family involved, and that's just something you don't do in this business.
Finally, Thor stood to his feet, looking at the multiple weapons lining the ring. Grabbing a kendo stick, he cracked a smile as he stared at Remington, who was just now beginning to rise to his feet. Sizing Remington up, he went to swing at his head, but Remington ducked underneath, quickly kicking Thor in the gut and sending him crashing to the mat with a perfectly executed DDT.
Steve White: A bit of a break for Remington. He was about to be decapitated!
Remington was ready to move on from this tier, grabbing a nearby ladder as he set it up in the middle of the ring. He slowly began to ascend the ladder, eventually making it to the second tier.
Chuck Thompson: And Remington is one step closer to defending his championship!
But Thor was not completely out of it. As Remington was setting up another ladder in the second tier, Thor climbed up the first, quickly darting toward Remington as he speared him into the wall of the cage. Remington screamed out in agony as he felt the cage press into his back, writhing in pain as Thor grabbed the closest weapon he could find - a barbed wire bat.
Steve White: And things could get ugly very fast Chuck.
Remington finally rose to where he was kneeling before Thor, pleading with Thor not to hit him with the bat, as he was already in position to do so. Thor laughed to himself as he didn't listen to the pleas of mercy, swinging the bat so hard at Remington's face that it stuck into his skull, making the crowd scream in pleasure at Remington's face.
Chuck Thompson: Oh my God! Remington has a bat as a fixture to his skull!
Thor now was the one who wanted to get to the third tier, setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring. But Alex finally recovered from such a horrific headshot, pulling the bat out of his face as blood gushed out of him like a fountain. He grabbed Thor from off the ladder, wrapping his arm around his throat as he fell backwards, hitting his Cashflow on Thor. As they fell to the bottom of the second tier, the floor collapsed with the intensity, sending the two crashing to the ring below them, both men nearly motionless as they laid in the middle of the ring.
Steve White: And the second tier has just collapsed and both men are now down. We may need medical attention down here!
Paramedics rushed the ring, but finally Thor and Remington stood to their feet. Both bloodied and beaten, they began to trade punches, Thor finally catching the advantage, sending Remington crashing into a nearby ladder after nailing a perfectly executed Parasite Eve atop the ladder. Taking some time to recover, Thor set up the ladder in the middle of the ring, hoping to make it to the second tier, even though portions of the floor on that tier had completely collapsed.
Chuck Thompson: This is going to make things much trickier for the challenger.
Thor sensed that he could win the championship at this point as Remington seemed nearly unconscious. He ascended to the second tier, tiptoeing the area of the floor that was still undamaged as he began to scale the wall, as it would have been impossible to set up a ladder in the middle of the floor on the second tier. Remington noticed how close Thor was getting, and wiping some of the blood out of his face, he now began to ascend the ladder, watching as Thor had made it to the third tier.
Steve White: Thor is so close. He's so close to becoming the Hardcore champion and he's so close to putting an end to this rivalry.
Remington too began to scale the wall, hurrying up as he saw Thor setting up the ladder. Both men were absolutely spent, so movements were not too fast, but Remington finally made it to the third tier along with Thor, who was now halfway up the ladder. Remington quickly grabbed Thor, throwing him off the ladder with a powerbomb, his back raking against the floor of the third tier, which thankfully held up this time.
Chuck Thompson: This thing isn't over yet, folks.
Remington looked to the corner of the third tier, pulling out a chair. Repeatedly, he beat on various body parts of the laid out Thor, each chair shot increasing in intensity. With one more chair shot to the face, Remington felt he had done enough, looking at the championship as he knew it was only one climb away from securing glory for himself. He set up the ladder, slowly ascending to the top of the cage, the crowd looking on as Remington reached for the title, only a mere grasp away.
Steve White: Thor fought valiantly, but the experience of Remington in this type of match is proving to be too much.
But it wasn't over yet; Thor had plenty of fight left in him. Grabbing a nearby weapon - his favorite weapon of choice, the barbed wire lead pipe, he ascended the ladder also, both men now standing on top, both men trying to reach for the title while fighting the other off at the same time.
Chuck Thompson: This could get dicey Steve. There's not much room on the top of that cage for fighting; one of them or both could fall off of the cage at any moment!
With each blow, each man stepped closer and closer to the edge, the crowd oohing and ahing as they wondered if either would fall off; each getting dangerously close to doing so. Thor swung the barbed wire lead pipe at Remington's midsection, causing him to fall backwards. But before he fell off, Remington somehow grabbed the edge of the cage, hanging on the side as Thor looked at him with disgust.
Steve White: This can't be happening! We could see the end of Remington's career as we know it.
Thor smiled as he stood in front of Remington, who was struggling to hang on. Thor motioned as though he was going to hit Remington again and cause him to fall three stories to the floor below the cages; EHWF officials begging him to stop.
Voice: No, no, please, stop!
Thor turned around to where the voice was coming from; the top of the stage. Standing there was Remington's adoptive father, Powerhouse.
Powerhouse: You don't want to do this Thor. Grab the championship and be done with it. This isn't how you want to be remembered.
Thor shouted at Powerhouse that Remington had taken this too far, his back turned to Alexander as Powerhouse continued to plead.
Powerhouse: Thor, you've earned the hardcore championship. Don't take this too far; don't do something that you'll regret later.
The distraction seemed to prove worthwhile for Remington as he leapt back on top of the cage, gearing up for a Cashflow as he stood behind Thor. Quickly turning Thor around, he grabbed him around the throat, but Thor was able to react to the sneak attack, expecting it to happen. He was able to maneuver his way out of the grasp of Remington, once more hitting his Parasite Eve on top of the large structure, knocking Remington out for good. With one grasp at the championship, he was able to pull it down, securing victory for himself.
Patricia Downs: Your winner and NEW Hardcore champion, Sah'ta Thor!!!!
Thor's music began to play as he descended the large structure, immediately going toward his family as he gave Astryd a hug especially, beaten and bloodied and worn out from such a brutal battle. But Remington began to recover, climbing slowly down the cage as he began to approach Thor from behind. Astryd screamed out as she pointed in Remington's direction. With the championship belt in hand, Thor cracked Remington's skull with it, sending him back to the mat as he climbed on top of Remington, repeatedly bashing him in the face with closed fists, not relenting.
Chuck Thompson: The match may be over, but the fight most certainly is not.
But suddenly, another man stormed out from the back. It was Michael Rissi. He quickly intervened, spearing Thor from off the top of Remington. Waiting for him to get up, Rissi hit a very powerful Superkick right into Thor's chin, sending him crashing to the mat.
Steve White: What is he doing out here?
Remington was wondering the same thing as he slowly slid to his feet, staring Rissi down with a confused expression on his face - well, what you could see of his expression through the blood. He slowly backed away from Rissi as he didn't know what this was all about, and he didn't want any more confrontation after this battle. Exiting to the back, he left the crowd wondering what this intervention was all about. Everyone in the arena is completely dead silent in shock about what they have just witnessed as the scene slowly fades out to the EHWF logo to end the show.
The camera then comes on and pans around the arena with the official theme song of EHWF still blaring on the PA system. Just about every single fan in the arena is up on their feet, screaming and cheering for a great show scheduled for the night. After a few moments of the camera panning around the arena, it cuts down to ringside where the commentators of EHWF, Steve White and Chuck Thompson, are sitting.
Steve White: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to EHWF Mayhem! We are live here in the Yokohama Arena in Yokohama, Japan! And what a great night of action we have scheduled for you great EHWF fans here in Japan and back in the United States and in the United Kingdom, among other countries we are broadcasting to!
Chuck Thompson: Hell ya, Steve! I love Japan. I have only been here a few times before, but i guarentee this will be my favorite trip here! Nothing like some good sushi!
Steve White: Let's concentrate on the card and the matches tonight more than food, alright? Our card is stacked! We have an extremely special main event for the fans in attendance!
The camera pans around and looks above the ring, where a massive structure of carnage is hanging. The fans go crazy.
Steve White: The first ever Three Tiers of Hell match in EHWF history! And i would not be surprised in the least if it is the last!
Chuck Thompson: Damn right, Steve. This certain match type is known to end careers or at least cut them short. This match type may be proven too dangerous for EHWF and this is certainly a Pay Per View main event match here tonight! You can't get much more extreme than this! But we have decided to give the great fans here in Japan a show worth more than what they payed for!
Steve White: And that main event will be extreme for sure. But before then, we also have the EHWF Mayhem World Champion in action against an up and comer in EHWF, Mark Dread.
Chuck Thompson: Ya know, i like Mark Dread. He is a good guy. But he can't beat David GS. There is a reason David GS is our Champion.
Steve White: Well ladies and gentlemen, without further adue, lets go up to the ring where Patricia Downs is standing, ready to announce our first contest of the evening!
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall!
"I Need A Doctor" starts playing over the PA system and Quinton Hughes steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp met with a huge amount of boos from the crowd. He is wearing his usual gangster stuff with bling around his neck. He makes his way down to the ring and goes up the steel steps and stands on the ring apron for a minute before going over the middle rope and into the ring. He shows off on a turnbuckle and then gets down and lets the fans boo him some more.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first, he hails from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, he stands at 6 feet and 5 inches tall and weighs in at 245 pounds, he is Quinton Hughes!
Chuck Thompson: He picked up a huge win last week, and you know he's ready to keep the streak alive.
Steve White: Streak? One win is hardly a streak!
"Coming Home" blasts through the P.A system as Scott Wilson walks out to a syphany of booing fans. Scott looks around the arena, taking this all in. Scott takes a step forward and raises his arms up in the air, igniting his pyro, which blasts off in the air as orange and purple lights slowly evaporates into thin air as Scott walks down the ramp that leads you to the EHWF ring, where he saw his opponent standing there, looking very brave. Scott wore his Trademark Red and Black Spandex pants that said "Now Showing" on each side of the pants. Scott pushed his hair back as the fans continued to boo even louder.
Patricia Downs: And introducing his opponent, he hails from Chicago, Illinois, he stands at 6 feet 8 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 237 pounds, he is Scott Wilson!
Scott ran at the ring and did a super jump from the concrete floor over the ropes and inside the squared circle. Scott walked around the ring for a bit, watching his opponent closely as the bell rings and the match is underway.
DING DING DING!
Match #1: Quinton Hughes vs. Scott Wilson
Steve White: Scott Wilson had a tough loss last week, but you know that he is looking to rebound against Quinton Hughes.
Scott Wilson starts the offensive attack early, trying to rebound from his tough loss to Paul Kirk the previous week. He unloaded a fury of punches to the skull, sending Hughes backtracking into the turnbuckles.
Chuck Thompson: There's something different about Scott Wilson this week. He looks like a man possessed.
But then, Quinton Hughes shook off the temporary daze, sending a closed fist uppercut straight toward Scott Wilson's chin, making him collapse to the ground.
Steve White: Or...not.
Quinton Hughes goes for the early pin, thinking that his opponent was knocked out.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!!!
Quinton leapt to his feet, forcing Wilson to his feet as well. But just as fast as he was up, Wilson came crashing down, as Hughes executed just one of his many perfect suplexes. Turning Wilson over, he locked in the ankle lock, yelling at Wilson to give up.
Steve White: It could be all over here folks.
Wilson screamed in agony as Quinton locked in the hold more tightly, struggling to try to make it to the ropes. He did, and the ref forced the break of the hold. Hughes backed off a bit and as he did, Wilson made it back to his feet, leaping high in the air and hitting his dropkick on Hughes as he went for the cover.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
The match was back and forth from here, both men expending all of their energy. In the end, Quinton Hughes' pure power was too much for Wilson, hitting his patented Jackknife Powerbomb on Wilson, going for the pin.
1...
2...
3!!!!!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Your winner is, Quinton Hughes!!!
Chuck Thompson: He did it again. NOW we can say that his streak of two lives on!
Steve White: Big whoop.
Quinton Hughes gets his hand raised in victory by the referee and then goes over the middle rope and out of the ring. He is extremely happy as he walks up the entrance ramp, still raising his fists in the air. He dissapears behind the curtains into the backstage area as the scene fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as "I Wanna Go" by Britney Spears starts to play through the PA system and the arena is filled with pink and light blue lights. Hilarie Cobretti emerges at the top of the stage. She walks to the top of the ramp. She raises her arms in front of her as she rolls her wrists and then spreads her arms apart all the way to her side where she raises her arms above her head. She proceeds down the ramp blowing kisses to various male fans. She hops up onto the ring apron and lifts her right leg onto the top and runs her hand down the length of her leg before stepping through the top and second ropes. She then walks to the corner and climbs up onto the second turnbuckle as she raises her arms and takes in the fans support. She then hops down to await her opponent.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first..standing at 5 foot 4 and weighing 125 pounds..she comes from Aspen, CO...HILARIE COBRETTI!!
When I quest my flashing sword and my hand takes hold of judgment, I will take vengeance upon mine enemies and I will have paid those who haze me, Oh Lord raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints…. “Revenge I Seek” by Bleeding Through continues to blare through the auditorium, in that same moment there is a total blackout followed by a static screen, as a small light enlightens the entrance ramp, a man covered in a Black mantel emerges from behind the curtains, he stands atop the ramp, looking at the ground, he raises his head and removes the hood of the mantel, revealing his white colored braided red striped hair.
Patricia Downs: On his way to the ring weighting in at 195lbs. and standing at approximately 5’11” inches, he hails from Dragararia. He is “The Cure” USSSSIRIAN BLLLLACKHART!!
Usirian stands at the top of the entrance ramp looking out into the darkness that surrounds him, the words "T_H_E__C_U_R_E" are spelled out across the static being displayed across the screen as he starts his walk towards the ring without caring much about the fan reaction seeing how their mostly boo‘s anyway's. The Black Mantel is thrown away as soon as the music dies and he slides into the ring sitting on one of the turnbuckles.
Chuck Thompson: Well here comes a man on a losing streak.
Seraphiel slowly turns and Hilarie is talking to the ref. Suddenly, a figure enters the ring from behind Seraphiel. The figure hooks Seraphiel from behind and sends him into the turnbuckle and lifts him up and then he hits The Cobra Jet! Eric rolls out of the ring and the bell rings before the ref turns around. Hilarie looks around and looks at Seraphiel.
DING DING DING!
Match #2: Hilarie Cobretti vs. Seraphiel de Valentine
Chuck Thompson: What the hell?
Hilarie shrugs and slowly picks up Seraphiel, who trips her sending her to the outside! Seraphiel shakes his head and gets Hilarie with a suicide dive onto her on the outside! He slowly picks her up and tosses her into the ring. He rolls in and Hilarie comes from out of no where, connecting with a You're Funny...Not! Hilarie shakes her head and grins taunting to the fans who boo her.
Chuck Thompson: DAMN!
Hilarie Cobretti thinks about going for the cover, but instead picks up Seraphiel de Valentine and throws him against the turnbuckle. She runs at him and turns, hitting an elbow smash into the face of him. He falls to the ring mat and rolls out of the ring, holding his face. Hilarie Cobretti then runs against the ring ropes on the opposite side of the ring and runs back at him, hitting him right in the chest with a perfectly executed baseball slide! She then slides rest of the way out of the ring and picks up Seraphiel de Valentine. She picks him up, like she is trying to scoop slam him, but instead she falls backwards, as his weight is too much for her! She hits her head on the ring post and falls to the ground. At the same time, Seraphiel de Valentine falls and hits his head against the steel ring steps. Both of them lay on the ground, Hilarie not moving and Seraphiel holding the back of his head, kicking his feet in pain.
Steve White: She tried and couldn't do it! And now both of them are laying on the outside of the ring, possibly going to get counted out!
The referee does start the count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...
Both of them roll around a little bit, Seraphiel even slowly getting to his feet. 9...10!
DING DING DING!
Steve White: What happened? Who won?!
Chuck Thompson: I think it was just declared a double countout!
Patricia Downs: This match has been declared a double countout!
The fans boo quite loudly as Seraphiel de Valentine gets fully to his feet and Hilarie Cobretti sits up against the ring steps, holding the back of her head. Just then, "Step Up" by Drowning Pool blasts over the PA system and the Senior Manager of EHWF, Scorpion, walks out onto the top of the entrance ramp with a microphone in his hand. He quickly talks as his theme music fades down.
Scorpion: Well, i must say, that match blew! I think everyone here in Japan would agree with me on that.
The fans cheer extremely loud and Scorpion looks around before looking back down at Seraphiel de Valentine and Hilarie Cobretti and continuing.
Scorpion: So who is to fault here? I know it isn't me or rest of the staff. I know it isn't anyone who wasn't involved in this match. Could it possibly be Eric Cobretti? Maybe Hilarie Cobretti? No, i think it was Seraphiel de Valentine. So, because i am the Senior Manager around here, Seraphiel de Valentine, you're fired!
Scorpion then turns and heads through the curtains to the backstage area as Seraphiel de Valentine and rest of the fans in the arena are left stunned.
Steve White: What in the hell? He just fired Seraphiel de Valentine for having one bad match? A match that possibly wasn't even his fault!?
Chuck Thompson: He is the Senior Manager. I can't say anything, i think he made the right call.
Steve White: Are you kidding me? He had one bad night! We have to take a break ladies and gentlemen, don't go anywhere.
The scene then fades to a commercial break with Steve White shaking his head in disagreement.
The scene comes back from a commercial break and heads directly down to the ring, where Patricia Downs is standing.
Patricia Downs: This match is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Lakeland, Florida. Weighing in at One Hundred Eighty pounds …Cody!
Someone is talking and all the sudden gets cut off by a song over the pa system. The fans start to cheer as Xtreme C walks out on the stage. He stands there with a smile on his face as the fans start chanting over and over again. He walks down the ramp and gets inside the ring as he runs a lap around the ring and then sits in the middle of the ring and waits for his challenger.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in at One Hundred Ninety-Five pounds …Paul “The Wall” Kirk!
"Warriors of the World" hits the pa system and we see Paul come into view as he is on the ramp. Paul slowly walks down and he high fives any fan who holds out their hand. He slowly climbs up the steps and as his arm wraps around the top rope, his jacket slips off. Pyro explodes after he throws the jacket into the crowd. He enters the ring and looks around the ring, his eyes scanning anyone, or anything around him.
DING DING DING!
Match #3: Raven Trueblood vs. Paul Kirk
At the sound of the bell, both Paul and Cody come out of their corners. Cody, obviously smaller, starts to connect with a few body shots, while Paul has forced Cody to lean over in a hockey fashion fight as he starts clubbing him wildly in the back! Paul grabs him by the head and runs him towards the turnbuckle with full force! However, Cody manages to put his foot up to stop the momentum of Paul. He tosses Paul head first into the turnbuckle, then starts to follow up with a few hard strikes as Paul is trying to defend himself.
Chuck Thompson: Cody is brutal right at the start of this!
Steve White: This could end rather quickly with how hard he got thrown into that turnbuckle!
After several of the strikes, Cody sends him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle. He charges in, preparing for a body splash, but Paul brings his feet up into the air connecting with a front dropkick! He lands back on his feet, by keeping himself held by the turnbuckle. Cody has stumbled back towards the center of the ring and Paul sprints out to take him down with a bulldog. Paul rolls out of the ring rather quickly and starts to look underneath the ring for a few weapons, as the referee is insisting that Paul gets back into the ring.
Chuck Thompson: What’s Paul looking for?
Steve White: Obviously a weapon. The only way to take that crazy man down!
Cody has gotten back to his feet and is met with several weapons falling just in front of him. A trashcan, a steel chair, a couple cookie trays, and a stop sign. Paul keeps a hold of a trashcan lid and holds it up, while the fans are cheering him on. Cody leans over the ropes to grab Paul by the head and try to pull him up. Paul brings the lid back to connect right with the skull of Cody. Cody stumbles back near the center of the ring, and Paul slides underneath the bottom rope. Cody was rather quick to recover, and starts stomping on Paul’s back.
Chuck Thompson: And Paul is met by Cody before he can get back to his feet!
Steve White: And now he has weapons!
Paul is forced to let go of the lid as Cody is pulling himself up to his feet. He also lifts a cookie sheet up with his other hand, and plants Paul right in the skull with the weapons! Paul shakes his head, and gives a smile as he’s practically begging for Cody to continue the assault. Cody connects with a second shot from the cookie sheet! Paul bounces off the ropes, and asks for another shot. This time, Cody sends Paul right down to the canvas! The referee is checking him for blood as soon as he hits the canvas, but he’s still ineligible for the match to end.
Chuck Thompson: I don’t know how he’s not bleeding.
Steve White: It’s going to take a little more than that.
Cody forces Paul to sit up, and goes to connect with another shot from the cookie sheet! Paul is able to avoid the shot, and crawl back outside of the ring. Cody follows him outside this time as Paul has already started looking underneath the ring for another weapon. Cody grabs the cookie sheet from the apron of the ring, and stalks Paul for a moment. As soon as Paul actually faces him, he has a fire extinguisher and he starts to spray him! This temporarily blinds Cody, as he’s swinging wildly just hitting the air. Paul pulls a Singapore Cane from underneath the ring, and connects with a hard shot to Cody’s ribs, forcing him to drop the cookie sheet. Cody, still blinded, tries to cover up but then gets a shot right to his head.
Chuck Thompson: Tactics! Paul using tactics to get the best of Cody!
Steve White: But how long are these tactics going to work?
Cody takes a couple steps back, as Paul continues advancing towards him and hitting him anywhere he can with the Kendo Stick. Cody falls against the barricade, and starts to drag himself across it reaching out for something. He steals a water bottle from one of the fans, and starts to rinse his eyes, but finds it very hard to do while Paul is still hitting him while he’s exposed! The fans are cheering Paul on, but Cody has finally gotten his vision back. He catches the Singapore Cane as it’s coming into his ribs, and gets ready to pull him in but is met with a stiff kick to his sternum. Cody has fallen down to a seated position.
Steve White: Cody is down? Paul is really giving it to him.
Chuck Thompson: He has to take every advantage that he can!
Paul starts to walk back towards the ring and starts to look underneath the ring for another weapon. He pulls out a Claymore! The referee stares completely wide eyed, but he leans out of the ring and tells Paul that he can’t use that weapon. Reluctantly, Paul agrees and puts the Claymore back under the ring.
Steve White: Um...
Chuck Thompson: What the...
Steve White: Oh my...
Chuck Thompson: Aren’t we supposed to make sure those kind of things aren’t here?
Paul comes back out, this time with a 2x4 and starts to walk back over to Cody who has gotten back to his feet. As Paul lifts the 2x4 above his head, Cody hits him with a vicious right which sends him back and dropping the 2x4. Cody picks the 2x4 back up, and starts to walk towards Paul, who is back to his hands and knees and crawling back towards the ring in hopes of getting another weapon. As he is sitting on his hands and knees, Cody lifts the plank of wood high above his head and breaks it right over the back of Paul with one vicious shot.
Steve White: Cody is taking advantage of this match again!
Chuck Thompson: The time that Paul took to …grab a claymore, really cost him.
Paul has fallen flat on his stomach, but is still trying to crawl towards the ring. Cody drops the broken wood, and grabs Paul by the head to force him towards the ring. He tosses him with a huge impact right into the steel steps, as fans chant “Holy Shit! Holy Shit!” Cody follows him over and he lifts him back to his feet then proceeds to toss him into the ring. He jaws with the fans, as Paul has grabbed the trash can with the little time he had.
Steve White: Cody better look out, that trash can could hurt someone.
Chuck Thompson: You’re hopeless, Steve.
Cody sees Paul getting up, with the trash can in hand, and delivers a devastating big boot right into his skull. The referee is checking him for blood, but there is still none. Cody lifts Paul back to his feet, but is met with a thumb to the eye. Paul lifts up one of the cookie sheets, and the trashcan lid, but as soon as he turns his attention back to Cody. He is lifted into a massive bear hug.
Steve White: A bear hug! What’s Paul going to do now?
Chuck Thompson: Well, the match can’t end until Paul gives up!
Steve White: He’ll crush his ribs, and he’ll be coughing blood!
Cody is squeezing the life right out of him for several seconds until Paul can finally get a little bit of distance and clap over the head of Cody with both weapons in his hands! It takes several claps before Cody finally lets him go. Paul drops the trashcan lid, and runs back against the ropes. He dives and connects with a hard shot to Cody’s skull! The referee is trying to check on him, but there’s no blood. Paul connects with a second shot! And still no blood. Paul drops the cookie sheet, and lifts the garbagecan. He puts it over Cody so he can’t see, then slams him back down onto the canvas.
Chuck Thompson: Cody can’t do anything!
Steve White: Paul is actually putting up a fight here!
Paul goes over lifting up a stable gun. The crowd goes a bit wild as they see him holding it high and he goes right to what’s exposed of Cody’s arms, and starts to use it on him. The crowd is cheering, as Cody is trying to get out of the trashcan, but seems to be unable to. Paul then lifts up the steel chair after several staples go into the arm and starts to crash it over the trashcan crushing it right onto Cody, several times.
Steve White: I don’t think that Cody can breathe!
Chuck Thompson: Tactics, Steve! Tactics!
Paul is slow to pull Cody back up to his feet, with the trash can still on him. He leaps up and drops him down to the canvas with the Loyalty Check! Cody appears to be motionless, as Paul pulls the trashcan from Cody. It’s a bit of a struggle from how dented the trashcan was from the damage that Paul did. The referee checks on him with a towel, and finds not just his arms, but blood is starting to come out from behind his long hair. Paul makes the cover.
One-Two-Three!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winner of this match, via pin fall …Paul “The Wall” Kirk!
The referee helps Paul Kirk up to his feet and raises his hand in victory. Paul Kirk then stumbles out of the ring and makes his way to the backstage area as the scene fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as the song Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest starts to blare over the PA system .Then, the lovely Ariel Paine starts to come on out, being accompanied by her husband Scotty. They walk past the fans and go inside of the ring.
Chuck Thompson: Sexy bitch.
Steve White: Chuck! With your age, that’s almost pedophilia!
Patricia Downs: And introducing, from the Asylum via White Hills, New Jersey and standing at 5’10... ARIEL PAINE!
She stands by her husband's side as she awaits on who she'll be facing with a evil smile on her face.
Then, “Breaking the Law" comes over the P.A. System, as Rocky J comes out and walks down the ramp and into the ring.
Patricia Downs: And her opponent! Hailing from Corpus Christy, Texas, weighing in at 200 pounds and standing at 6’1... ROCKY J!
Chuck Thompson: This might be embarrassing for that long haired rockstar dip shit.
DING DING DING!
Match #4: Ariel Paine vs. Rocky J
The bell rings and immediately Scotty Paine jumps up on the ring and yells something to Rocky J. J turns around to look at Scotty, and while the ref is also turned, Ariel Paine comes around and lands a kick right to Rocky J’s gonads. He falls to his knees in obvious pain.
Steve White: No! She can’t do that!
Chuck Thompson: Well, she just did, and ain’t no one gonna’ stop this bitch!
Rocky J puts his hand on a rope to try and pick himself up, only to be met with an uppercut punch right under the chin from Ariel. He falls back, and Ariel goes for the pin. While doing so, she blocks the refs view of Scotty who is holding Rocky J’s arms down on the other end. The ref, unable to see, begins to count.
1, 2, 3!
Chuck Thompson: Strategy!
Steve White: No! That’s cheating! He didn’t get a fair fight!
Scotty enters the ring and hugs his wife, then raises her hand as her theme is playing. All of a sudden, it's cut off by “Halls of Illusions” as Drake Coleman appears at the top of the ramp. He sprints down, at which time Scotty tells Ariel to get out of the ring. She does as told as Drake enters the ring, and an all out brawl unfurls between the two superstars. Rocky J has rolled out of the ring by this time, and he’s standing in front of the announcers table.
Chuck Thompson: Move, J! You’re blocking my view!
Rocky J: Screw you, negro!
Chuck becomes enraged, but keeps his cool as he slides his chair over to view the brawl along with everyone else. The scene fades to a commercial break with referees running down to the ring to try and stop the brawl.
The scene comes back from a commercial break with a lot of referees holding Scotty Paine and Drake Coleman back from each other. Their match is up next, so they weren't forced to go back to the backstage area. The match is going to go on as scheduled.
Patricia Downs: The fallowing tag team match, is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at Two Hundred Ninety-Eight pounds …Drake “The Icon” Coleman!
Drake Coleman is all fired up and doesn't even seem to notice anyone around him except Scotty Paine, who is standing across the ring from him.
Patricia Downs: And his partner, from Austin, Texas. Weighing in at Two Hundred Fourty-Two pounds …Billy Flynn!
Steve White: Wait, who?
"Phenomenon" by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the PA system as Billy walks out onto the stage. He plays to the fans, as he walks down the ramp, and into the ring. He runs over to one corner, and climbs up to the second turnbuckle as the fans go wild.
Patricia Downs: And their opponents, from The Asylum. Weighing in at a combined weight of Five Hundred Ninety pounds …”The Sycho Savage” Thomas Paine and “The Crow” Scotty Paine - The House of Paine!
Both of these men are already out here as well, Thomas Paine helping the countless officials hold Scotty back.
DING DING DING!
Match #5: Drake Coleman & Billy Flynn vs. The House of Paine
The match begins with Thomas and Coleman taking center stage, the two circle the ring before locking up with one another. Coleman, being the stronger of the two, starts to win the struggle, but Thomas breaks out of it and begins moving around the ring again. Coleman moves around with him, but before he can do anything he is attacked from behind as Scotty clobbers him across the head knocking him forward towards Thomas, who takes him down with a DDT as the ref lets the craziness happen. Scotty slowly walks back to his side of the ring, looking at Flynn, as Thomas has a headlock placed on Coleman and is holding the rope as he applies more pressure. The ref sees this and tells Thomas to let go of the rope. He does as the referee moves to Coleman and asks him if he wants to give it in, and Thomas reaches for the rope again and pulls on it for a few seconds as Coleman screams, the ref looks up and just misses Thomas taking his hands off the rope. He questions Thomas who protests his innocence but as he is, Coleman starts to climb to his feet taking Thomas up too. Thomas tries to stop him, but to no effect as Coleman is up and starts to elbow Thomas in the gut before whipping him across the ring and taking him down with a flying clothesline and both men are now down on the mat.
Chuck Thompson: Drake Coleman being resourceful there.
Steve White: After being put in that situation in the first place what does that tell you.
Coleman starts to crawl towards Flynn as Thomas is crawling towards Scotty, the two reach their corners and tag in their teammates as both rush in before Flynn stops short in front of the oddness that is Scotty. Flynn holds up his hands in protest, but then is taken down with a boot to the gut. Scotty pulls poor Flynn up as he whips him into the corner and soon charges in after him, but Flynn throws up his feet knocking Scotty back and then charges out with a cross body, but Scotty catches him and walks around with him, slapping his head before slamming him to the mat. He makes the cover, but the ref slowly goes down for the count and Flynn kicks out before she starts. He climbs to his feet and stares at the ref before stomping on Flynn's back before lifting him up then scooping him up, but Flynn slips down behind him and dropkicks him in the back knocking him into the ropes and he bounces back as Flynn rolls him up. The referee casually goes down to count.
One- Kick Out.
Scotty quickly gets to his feet and gives Flynn a jab, then grabs Flynn, throwing him into the turnbuckle where Thomas is and tagging him in. Thomas comes in as the two start to kick Flynn in the gut repeatedly before the ref gets tired of it and tells Scotty to get out of the ring. Scotty reaches out to him, but he backs away. He then goes out on the apron.
Chuck Thompson: Oh come on, you can’t allow this!
Steve White: Don't let him touch you Ref!
Thomas continues to work on Flynn in the corner before dragging him out and taking him down with a snap suplex before grabbing Flynn around the neck and delivering a Clothesline from The Asylum! He walks over to him, but Coleman runs in and kicks him off. The ref is quick to get Coleman back out of the ring, though Coleman gives him a glare as he touches him to push him out. Thomas claps his hands loudly as Scotty comes in, the two are stomping on Flynn as the ref turns around and tells Thomas to get out. He happily takes his place on the apron as Scotty turns Flynn over and sits on his back before applying the camel clutch! Flynn tries to reach for the ropes, but they are too far as he slowly starts to fade and after some time looks out of it. The ref moves in to check on him, wincing as he reaches for his arm, before lifting it and let it drop and signaling the count of one. The ref repeats and calls out the count of two, he goes for the third, but suddenly Flynn goes under Scotty who has loosened his grip to allow the ref to do the count and pulls Scotty’s legs, tripping him and releasing the hold. Scotty hits the mat face first as he holds his lip looking pissed as he climbs to his feet and grabs Flynn, pulling him up, but Flynn kicks him in the gut then delivers a European uppercut and then takes him down with a swinging neck breaker, leaving them both on the mat.
Chuck Thompson: Flynn’s got to be in a bad way.
Steve White: No kidding Chuck, but I feel the worst for the ref.
The two lay on the mat as Coleman is pounding the turnbuckle and getting the crowd going as Flynn slowly starts to move and slowly crawls towards Coleman. Meanwhile, Scotty is moving after Flynn and just as Flynn is about to tag Coleman, he grabs his foot and pulls him back. Getting to his feet still holding his foot, Flynn is hopping around on one foot and suddenly hits Scotty in the head with his free foot, making Scotty stagger backwards as Flynn leaps and tags in Coleman. The crowd cheers as Coleman makes his way into the ring and takes Scotty down with a running big boot. Thomas comes running in, but Coleman sends him over his back with a backdrop! Scotty is back up as Coleman takes him down with a clothesline before tackling Thomas into the corner and delivering a number of shoulders into his gut. Scotty climbs to his feet and runs into the corner, but Coleman moves, leaving him to hit Thomas with a splash. Scotty looks shocked as Thomas looks dazed and winded staggering out of the corner, but his look is short lived as Coleman hits Scotty in the face with a haymaker, but Scotty remains standing, though barely. Coleman grabs Thomas and throws him out of the ring before turning to Scotty, grabbing him around the neck with both hands and delivering a double handed choke slam over his knee! On the apron, Flynn is back up and Coleman tags him in and he climbs up the turnbuckle and comes off with a flying neck breaker and covers Scotty! Coleman yells at the ref to make the damn count! He begrudgingly gets down on all fours and starts to count.
One – Two - No!
Steve White: Where is Thomas going?
Chuck Thompson: Maybe he’s late for meds, Steve.
Suddenly, Thomas grabs him from outside and trips him! Scotty then kicks out! Thomas pulls Coleman out of the ring and hits The Asylum Bomb out on the floor! He then climbs onto the apron. Flynn pulls up Scotty and whips him to the ropes and he bounces off the opposite ropes. Flynn goes for a clothesline, but Scotty ducks and bounces off the ropes. He comes back and goes for his own clothesline, but Flynn ducks and Scotty turns around and Flynn uses his strength to lift the big man onto his shoulders, but Scotty flails about and makes the tag to Thomas, unseen by Flynn! Thomas gets in as Flynn turns with Scotty on his shoulders, but before Flynn can hit a move, Thomas hits him with a vicious spear! Flynn and Scotty go down! Thomas makes a cover, as the ref counts.
One – Two – Three!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winner of this match, via pin fall …The House of Paine!
Both Scotty and Thomas Paine get to their feet and get their hands raised in victory by the referee. They both celebrate in the ring as the scene fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as the lights in the arena flicker in red as Mark comes out to the ramp. Pyro then goes off on top of the entrance ramp. He takes his time and adjusts his gloves. When he gets in the middle of the entrance ramp, he lifts his hands and throw them down and down along the sides of the ramp it explodes in pyro, making a gate of flame.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he hails from Parts Unknown, he stands at 6 feet and 7 inches tall and weighs in at 267 pounds, he is Mark "Gravedigger" Dread!
Mark continues to walk down the entrance ramp and the corners send pyro into the air as he gets in the ring. He does a cut throat motion and goes to his corner and waits for his opponent.
The arena lights strobe white as "Son Of Sam" by Shinedown hits the PA. A cloud of white steam billows up from the entrance, and after a few seconds David GS comes barreling out, all fired up. The Phenom heads for the ring, coming to a stop halfway down the entrance ramp; he leans forward and then throws his arms up, flashing the Devil Horns as two arcs of multicolored pyro erupt out of the stage behind him.
Patricia Downs: And his opponent, hailing from Omaha, Nebraska, he stands at 6 feet and 5 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 243 pounds, he is the current and reigning EHWF Mayhem World Champion, he is David GS!
Continuing on to the ring, he dives in under the bottom rope and slides into the ring on his stomach. Popping to his feet, DGS goes to the second turnbuckle and flashes the Devil Horns again. He hops back down to the mat and crosses over to the other side of the ring, climbing onto the first and second ropes and egging on the fans in the front row.
DING DING DING!
Match #6: Mark Dread vs. David GS
The match starts off with David GS and Mark Dread circling each other inside of the ring. They stare at each other every second of it, not looking at anything else. They then go in for a tie up and the Mayhem World Champion David GS quickly gets the upper hand, putting Mark Dread in a sleeper hold. Mark Dread pushes David GS off of him and David GS runs against the ropes and back at Mark Dread, who goes for a clotheline, but David GS ducks and superkicks Mark Dread when he turns around. David GS is fired up and he gets the fans all fired up as well.
Steve White: What a counter by our Mayhem World Champ!
Mark Dread gets back to his feet and turns around, where he is met by a dropkick by David GS right into the chest of Mark Dread, sending him falling backwards into the corner of the ring. David GS hops back up to his feet and walks over to Mark Dread and begins punching him repeatedly in the stomach and ribs. Mark Dread tries to cover up his stomach and ribs, but then David GS moves on to punching Mark Dread in the face a few times. Mark Dread then has one hand covering his face and one hand trying to cover his stomach, but it is no use and he just falls into the corner of the ring. David GS then begins to stomp Mark Dread in the corner of the ring. He keeps stomping him repeatedly until the referee finally can pull him off.
Steve White: Our Champion is on fire here tonight! Mark Dread isn't looking so good.
Chuck Thompson: I had a feeling from the very beginning that Mark Dread didn't have a chance in hell against David GS. It was a nice try though.
David GS then leans against the opposite corner of the ring, catching his breath a little bit and letting Mark Dread get to his feet. Mark Dread gets up onto his hands and knees and David GS runs at him and kicks him extremely hard in the ribs, sending Mark Dread crashing into the corner of the ring, holding his ribs and groaning in pain.
Steve White: Oh my God! I think he broke the mans ribs with that kick!
David GS then picks up Mark Dread and throws him over the top rope, where he lands hard, hurting his ribs even more. David GS then goes over the middle rope and out of the ring. He picks up Mark Dread and throws him hard against the steel ring steps. Mark Dread lays on the ground, kicking his feet and groaning in pain. David GS then walks over to him and stomps him a few times in his injured ribs. The referee gets out of the ring and pulls David GS off of Mark Dread and David GS gets into the ring and shows off. The fans go crazy as Mark Dread is barely getting to his feet outside of the ring. David GS runs off of the ring ropes and towards the side of the ring that Mark Dread is on and jmps over the top rope and hits a suicide dive perfectly onto Mark Dread, sending both men crashing to the floor outside of the ring.
Chuck Thompson: Holy shit! David GS is punishing Mark Dread here tonight. I think he is a little bit pissed off about his loss last week.
David GS is obviously the first one to get back up to his feet as he quickly grabs Mark Dread by the head and throws him into the ring. He then slides into the ring himself and kicks Mark Dread a few times in the ribs again. Mark Dread rolls around holding his ribs, groaning in complete agony. David GS picks up Mark Dread and hits a scoop slam on him. He then signals for the end, as he believes he's done enough to Mark Dread to send a point to the entire roster. He goes to the corner of the ring and awaits Mark Dread to get up. Mark Dread uses the ropes to get to his feet and David GS runs full speed at him, hitting the spear on him! Mark Dread flops around on the ring mat, holding his ribs and almost screaming in pain. David GS then goes for the cover. 1...2...3!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winner of this match by pinfall, he is the Mayhem World Champion, David GS!
David GS gets up to his feet and gets his hand raised in the air by the referee. The fans here in Japan mostly cheer, but a few lame boos can be heard. David GS begins to celebrate inside of the ring with his Mayhem World Championship before crawling out of the ring and heading up the entrance ramp towards the backstage area. Some medics come out to tend to the injured Mark Dread as the camera cuts down to ringside.
Steve White: That was an amazing match! Well, for David GS anyway!
Chuck Thompson: David GS dominated Mark Dread. Mark Dread should have just stayed out of this match. He should have just let it go and not even show up tonight.
Steve White: But he did, and he payed for it. Ladies and gentlemen, we must go to another commercial break. But up next, is our main event sure to make EHWF history!
The scene then fades to a commercial break.
The scene comes back from a commercial break as the opening riff to "Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch blares through the area speakers as the black trench coat, black and red mask wearing form of Sah'ta Thor step out from the back. As the music continues to play he struts arrogantly towards the ring. As he walks down to the ring he ignores the fans as he was intent on getting to the ring. Once in the ring he takes of his title and passes it to the time keeper then removes his trench coat to reveal a black t-shirt and jeans combo. His hands were covered with strikers gloves which he raises into the air in an X as a red and black pyros shoot from the ring posts. He lowers his arms and steps back while awaiting his opponent.
Patricia Downs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our main event of the evening and is a Three Tiers of Hell match! Introducing first, hailing from Unknown, standing at 5 feet and 9 inches tall and weighing in at 175 pounds, he is Sah'ta Thor!
Steve White: Sah'ta Thor and Alexander Remington are two men that have never quite got along. This match is going to be an all out fight.
Chuck Thompson: And you can see Thor looking around this beast of a structure. Three cages stacked on top, all for the prize hanging above the third tier.
Suddenly the lights begin to fade, the soft beginning tones of "Uprising" by Muse beginning to play. Multi-colored lights begin to stream across the top of the stage, looking for the one whose music this belongs to. With a huge explosion of pyro, Alexander Remington stands at the top of the stage, the lights converging on his position as he cracks a smile at the fans who are either choosing to boo or cheer for him. Walking down to the ring, he jumps up onto the side apron, taking a look at the crowd before entering into the ring in between the top and middle rope.
Steve White: And here is your hardcore champion folks. Over the past couple of weeks, Remington has turned this into a personal battle, even stooping to the low of involving his family, some of which are sitting ringside tonight.
The cameras cut over to the front row of the crowd, showing Astryd - the target of many of Remington's comments and the one forced to watch her father's assault at the hands of Remington a few weeks ago.
Chuck Thompson: And look at Remington point over at her as he stands in front of Thor; he wants Thor to feel the hatred brewing from within. He wants this to be personal, because Thor made it personal with his attack on Remington with the help of his Empire of Blood clan.
Patricia Downs: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Los Angeles, California, he stands at 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 255 pounds, he is the EHWF Hardcore Champion, he is Alexander Remington!
DING DING DING!
Main Event: Three Tiers of Hell: Sah'ta Thor vs. Alexander Remington
The two men begin to circle each other, the intensity in the crowd's reactions picking up. You could feel the electricity in the arena; everyone knowing that an absolute battle was about to take place.
Steve White: This place is about to erupt Chuck. Two men who hate each other, confined in this ridiculous structure.
The two men lock horns, Alex getting the first advantage as he locks Thor in a headlock, squeezing as tight as he possibly could. Thor tosses Remington against the opposing ropes, sending him crashing to the mat with a clothesline. Climbing on top of him, Thor takes out all of his frustrations by pounding away at Alex's forehead repeatedly, not seeming to relent in the least.
Chuck Thompson: Thor doesn't want this to be just a wrestling match Steve. Remington got his family involved, and that's just something you don't do in this business.
Finally, Thor stood to his feet, looking at the multiple weapons lining the ring. Grabbing a kendo stick, he cracked a smile as he stared at Remington, who was just now beginning to rise to his feet. Sizing Remington up, he went to swing at his head, but Remington ducked underneath, quickly kicking Thor in the gut and sending him crashing to the mat with a perfectly executed DDT.
Steve White: A bit of a break for Remington. He was about to be decapitated!
Remington was ready to move on from this tier, grabbing a nearby ladder as he set it up in the middle of the ring. He slowly began to ascend the ladder, eventually making it to the second tier.
Chuck Thompson: And Remington is one step closer to defending his championship!
But Thor was not completely out of it. As Remington was setting up another ladder in the second tier, Thor climbed up the first, quickly darting toward Remington as he speared him into the wall of the cage. Remington screamed out in agony as he felt the cage press into his back, writhing in pain as Thor grabbed the closest weapon he could find - a barbed wire bat.
Steve White: And things could get ugly very fast Chuck.
Remington finally rose to where he was kneeling before Thor, pleading with Thor not to hit him with the bat, as he was already in position to do so. Thor laughed to himself as he didn't listen to the pleas of mercy, swinging the bat so hard at Remington's face that it stuck into his skull, making the crowd scream in pleasure at Remington's face.
Chuck Thompson: Oh my God! Remington has a bat as a fixture to his skull!
Thor now was the one who wanted to get to the third tier, setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring. But Alex finally recovered from such a horrific headshot, pulling the bat out of his face as blood gushed out of him like a fountain. He grabbed Thor from off the ladder, wrapping his arm around his throat as he fell backwards, hitting his Cashflow on Thor. As they fell to the bottom of the second tier, the floor collapsed with the intensity, sending the two crashing to the ring below them, both men nearly motionless as they laid in the middle of the ring.
Steve White: And the second tier has just collapsed and both men are now down. We may need medical attention down here!
Paramedics rushed the ring, but finally Thor and Remington stood to their feet. Both bloodied and beaten, they began to trade punches, Thor finally catching the advantage, sending Remington crashing into a nearby ladder after nailing a perfectly executed Parasite Eve atop the ladder. Taking some time to recover, Thor set up the ladder in the middle of the ring, hoping to make it to the second tier, even though portions of the floor on that tier had completely collapsed.
Chuck Thompson: This is going to make things much trickier for the challenger.
Thor sensed that he could win the championship at this point as Remington seemed nearly unconscious. He ascended to the second tier, tiptoeing the area of the floor that was still undamaged as he began to scale the wall, as it would have been impossible to set up a ladder in the middle of the floor on the second tier. Remington noticed how close Thor was getting, and wiping some of the blood out of his face, he now began to ascend the ladder, watching as Thor had made it to the third tier.
Steve White: Thor is so close. He's so close to becoming the Hardcore champion and he's so close to putting an end to this rivalry.
Remington too began to scale the wall, hurrying up as he saw Thor setting up the ladder. Both men were absolutely spent, so movements were not too fast, but Remington finally made it to the third tier along with Thor, who was now halfway up the ladder. Remington quickly grabbed Thor, throwing him off the ladder with a powerbomb, his back raking against the floor of the third tier, which thankfully held up this time.
Chuck Thompson: This thing isn't over yet, folks.
Remington looked to the corner of the third tier, pulling out a chair. Repeatedly, he beat on various body parts of the laid out Thor, each chair shot increasing in intensity. With one more chair shot to the face, Remington felt he had done enough, looking at the championship as he knew it was only one climb away from securing glory for himself. He set up the ladder, slowly ascending to the top of the cage, the crowd looking on as Remington reached for the title, only a mere grasp away.
Steve White: Thor fought valiantly, but the experience of Remington in this type of match is proving to be too much.
But it wasn't over yet; Thor had plenty of fight left in him. Grabbing a nearby weapon - his favorite weapon of choice, the barbed wire lead pipe, he ascended the ladder also, both men now standing on top, both men trying to reach for the title while fighting the other off at the same time.
Chuck Thompson: This could get dicey Steve. There's not much room on the top of that cage for fighting; one of them or both could fall off of the cage at any moment!
With each blow, each man stepped closer and closer to the edge, the crowd oohing and ahing as they wondered if either would fall off; each getting dangerously close to doing so. Thor swung the barbed wire lead pipe at Remington's midsection, causing him to fall backwards. But before he fell off, Remington somehow grabbed the edge of the cage, hanging on the side as Thor looked at him with disgust.
Steve White: This can't be happening! We could see the end of Remington's career as we know it.
Thor smiled as he stood in front of Remington, who was struggling to hang on. Thor motioned as though he was going to hit Remington again and cause him to fall three stories to the floor below the cages; EHWF officials begging him to stop.
Voice: No, no, please, stop!
Thor turned around to where the voice was coming from; the top of the stage. Standing there was Remington's adoptive father, Powerhouse.
Powerhouse: You don't want to do this Thor. Grab the championship and be done with it. This isn't how you want to be remembered.
Thor shouted at Powerhouse that Remington had taken this too far, his back turned to Alexander as Powerhouse continued to plead.
Powerhouse: Thor, you've earned the hardcore championship. Don't take this too far; don't do something that you'll regret later.
The distraction seemed to prove worthwhile for Remington as he leapt back on top of the cage, gearing up for a Cashflow as he stood behind Thor. Quickly turning Thor around, he grabbed him around the throat, but Thor was able to react to the sneak attack, expecting it to happen. He was able to maneuver his way out of the grasp of Remington, once more hitting his Parasite Eve on top of the large structure, knocking Remington out for good. With one grasp at the championship, he was able to pull it down, securing victory for himself.
Patricia Downs: Your winner and NEW Hardcore champion, Sah'ta Thor!!!!
Thor's music began to play as he descended the large structure, immediately going toward his family as he gave Astryd a hug especially, beaten and bloodied and worn out from such a brutal battle. But Remington began to recover, climbing slowly down the cage as he began to approach Thor from behind. Astryd screamed out as she pointed in Remington's direction. With the championship belt in hand, Thor cracked Remington's skull with it, sending him back to the mat as he climbed on top of Remington, repeatedly bashing him in the face with closed fists, not relenting.
Chuck Thompson: The match may be over, but the fight most certainly is not.
But suddenly, another man stormed out from the back. It was Michael Rissi. He quickly intervened, spearing Thor from off the top of Remington. Waiting for him to get up, Rissi hit a very powerful Superkick right into Thor's chin, sending him crashing to the mat.
Steve White: What is he doing out here?
Remington was wondering the same thing as he slowly slid to his feet, staring Rissi down with a confused expression on his face - well, what you could see of his expression through the blood. He slowly backed away from Rissi as he didn't know what this was all about, and he didn't want any more confrontation after this battle. Exiting to the back, he left the crowd wondering what this intervention was all about. Everyone in the arena is completely dead silent in shock about what they have just witnessed as the scene slowly fades out to the EHWF logo to end the show.