Post by ericjames on Sept 10, 2011 2:57:25 GMT -5
The show begins with a black screen. However, after a few moments the Versus logo fades in. Clips of past EHWF events; Matches, segments, people, all begin to play. The final clip is a picture of Justin Taker with a smile on his face.
“WELCOME. TO EHWF. MAYHEM!”
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The camera comes to life, zooming around the arena as "No Remorse" by Metallica is blasting over the loudspeakers in the arena. The fans have looks of genuine excitement showing on their faces as the camera rushes by all of them. Then, the camera stops on two familiar faces. Steve White and Chuck Thompson. The look on their faces tell the story. They are proud to be back.
"Welcome once again everyone to a monumental night. After months of being out of business. We're back; and on a new channel! Welcome! To Friday Night Mayhem! If you're a first time viewer, or just forgotten; I'm Steve White alongside my broadcast partner here, Chuck Thompson. And Chuck...PLEASE tell me you're ready for some HARDCORE WRESTLING!"
"Oh, no doubt Steve. I've been waiting for this moment so long, I won't even insult your attire tonight. But seriously..Blue and Brown? Who dressed you...?"
"Forgetting that statement; let's throw the mic up to Patricia Downs to introduce our first two competitors on our return card! I can hardly wait!"
The camera turns to Patricia in the center of the ring with a beautiful smile on her face.
"The following contest is your opening bout of the evening! And it is scheduled for ONE FALL!"
"Kicking it in Tennessee" by Big Smo hits over the loudspeakers as the crowd erupts.
"Currently making his way to the ring. From Nashville, Tennessee. He weighs in tonight at Two Hundred and Sixty Five pounds. The Redneck Wrestling Machine: Chris Cane!!"
Chris steps out on the stage with a beer in hand, dressed in his tights, a random sleeveless shirt, cowboy hat, and sun glasses on. He turns up the beer and pyro shoots up on each side of him. He then walks down the ramp, goes up the steps, and climbs the turnbuckle and takes another drink of beer and spits it out on the crowd. The music dies as "My Last Breath" by Evanessence blasts.
"And his opponent. From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight pounds. The Ladies Man: Mike Maddox!"
The lights flicker as a red and black mist fills the air. Fireworks explode as the song continues playing. Mike Maddox emerges from the entrance ramp with his leather trademark jacket engraved with "The Ladies Man" on it. Mike quickly runs into the ring and violently shakes the ropes as the crowd erupts. Mike then stands in his corner, staring down his opponent for the evening.
-----------Match Number One: Mike Maddox vs Chris Cane----------
The match starts out with a quick hand slap in the middle of the ring. The two men circle each other for a moment before grappling. Mike gets Cane in a side headlock and tightens it. Cane, however, punches Mike in the gut a couple times and slings him off into the ropes. When Mike rebounds, Cane grabs him in his own side headlock. Mike, however, quickly escapes with a back body drop. Quickly, he floats over into a pin that's good for a one and a half count. Mike quickly hops up and Cane gets to his feet. The crowd applauds the two's effort so far. Cane walks towards Mike and holds his hands out for a test of strength. Mike looks towards his hands questionably. He, however, begins to put his hands out, and is met with a boot to the gut by Cane. Mike doubles over and Cane nails a swinging neck breaker on the weakened Mike. He floats over for a pin, getting a two count. Cane mounts Mike and begins punching away on his face. The ref begins making the count, and Cane dismounts at the count of four. He quickly stands, trying to take advantage of Maddox's weakened state and grabs his legs. He quickly tries putting on the 8 Second Ride, but Maddox powers out of it and rolls to his feet. Cane gives him a smirk as the two lock up again. Cane once again gets the advantage by throwing a knee into Mike's breadbasket and drills him with a release fisherman's suplex. Cane stands up, ready, stalking Mike. Mike slowly stands and Cane attempts to drill the Tennessee Knockout kick, but Mike ducks and Cane spins. When he turns back to Mike, Mike grabs him, and throws Cane's arm over his shoulder. Quickly, he drops down, nailing The Love Guns. He crawls over to Cane's body and pins him, getting the three count, and the victory. The bell rings and a tired Mike Maddox rolls off of Cane and holds his hands up.
"Here is your winner, The Ladies Man! Mike Maddox!"
The fans erupt as Mike rolls out of the ring and struggles under his jelly legs. He slaps a few fans hands as he makes his way to the back.
-Mike Maddox def. Chris Cane via Pinfall
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"Wow. What a hard fought battle there from Mike and Chris. Chuck?..... Chuck..?"
"Huh...oh...yeah..Is that match over? It kinda bored me to death. My goodness. It was chain wrestling. That's not why these people tune in. They want blood. They want guts, not WRESTLING.
The screen then goes to a scene in the back with Eric James walking in, not looking to pleased at everything. He's carrying his bag and is walking to his locker room.
"And there you see Eric James, a two time EHWF World Champion. He will be in action, live! Tonight on Mayhem."
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-Mountain Dew Commercial
-Chevrolet Corvette commercial
-Pac 12 Football game of the week preview
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As we arrive back from commercial. "I Came To Play" by Downstrait is playing on the loudspeakers as Rich Hildos is standing in the ring, awaiting Sah'ta Thor. He doesn't have to wait long, as the opening riff to "Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch blares through the area speakers.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Fifteen pounds, The Star, Rich Hildos!! And currently making his way to the ring. Weighing in at One Hundred and Seventy-Five pounds, SAH'TA THOR!"
Sah'ta Thor steps out from the back in his black trench coat and his red and black mask. Around his waist was the FWF Universal Championship. 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.
--------------Match #2: Sah'Ta Thor vs Rich Hildos--------------
Thor wastes no time on Rich Hildos. He charges him, and tackles him to the ground. He begins throwing punches at the mans face and connects quite hard with one to the jaw. He stands up and continues the assault, except this time with boots instead of fists. Thor reaches down and grabs Rich's long hair and lifts him up. Rich, however, breaks out of it and throws a couple of punches towards Thor's face. Thor dodges one, but gets drilled in the nose with the other one. He quickly crumples to the ground holding his face. Rich, ever the opportunist, falls to the mat in a pin. He gets a two count before Thor kicks out. Rich shoots a quick glare towards the ref before standing up. He charges the ropes and comes back, attempting a seated senton, but misses as Thor rolls out of the way. Kipping up, Thor smirks at the fallen victim. Thor quickly drops a knee on Rich's head and begins stomping away on Rich again. Rich, however, gets smart and grabs Thor's leg. He quickly sweeps the other out from under him and quickly stands, locking in his modified sharpshooter. He begins cranking the move as Thor crawls towards the ropes in pain. Finally, after about thirty seconds in the hold, Thor reaches the ropes and manages to find a way to break the hold by sliding out of the ring. Rich begins taunting in the ring as Thor grabs a pipe that is wrapped with barbed wire. He holds the pipe down as he slowly stands. Rich walks over to the ropes and leans out between them, gripping Thor's head. Acting quickly,Thor rears back and slams the pipe into Rich's head. Rich falls backwards, obviously out cold from the shot. Thor gingerly climbs back into the ring and shakes his head no. He picks Rich up by his hair, and quickly scoops his dead weight up and into a Tombstone Piledriver position. He drills the Parasite Eve and covers the lifeless body of Rich for the three count.
-Sah'Ta Thor def. Rich Hildos via pinfall.
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Thor crawls to his feet and smirks at the crowd. He grabs the pipe laying on the ring apron and holds it high. His eyes float down to the bloodied skull of Rich Hildos and he squats down, holding up one finger with a smirk.
"Wow...Powerful message there from Sah'Ta Thor. Telling Hildos he's his first victim. I think the EHWF locker room better be put on notice."
"That's what I like to see. Blood! I wonder if Rich Hildos will remember his name tomorrow. That was a WICKED shot. Can we see it again?"
The replay booth must have heard Chuck's request, because they immediately replayed Thor slamming the pipe into the side of Rich's head.
"Sickening. Absolute sickening shot. But Sah'Ta Thor advances in the Tournament. I feel horrible for anyone that has to face him in this Tournament.
The bell rings as the camera goes back to Patricia Downs to announce the next match.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall!"
"Hall of Illusions" by ICP hits over the loudspeakers as the seven foot monster walks out from behind the curtain.
"Making his way to the ring, from Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at just under 300 pounds, The Icon, Drake Coleman!!"
The lights flicker black and white. Coleman walks out raising his hand in a taunt as he walks down. The fans at the front grabbing at Coleman get a birdy as he walks by. He climbs up the steps and lifts his hand in taunt as the ramp exploding in pyro while he enters the ring. His eyes glance toward the entrance ramp, waiting for Storming Raven. It isn't long before he sees him. Except it's not the way he wants to. Raven comes rolling out from the back, bloodied and battered. From behind the curtain, Sah'ta Thor comes back out with a smirk. He lifts Raven up and punches him square in the jaw. Raven stumbles and falls down on the ramp, rolling down it. Never letting the smirk waiver from his face, Thor follows him down the ramp and picks up his limp body. He once again scoops a lifeless body up and puts him in Tombstone position, and drills Raven with the Parasite Eve. Thor stands up and holds up two fingers this time, before picking up Raven and rolling him into the ring. He takes one more glance at Drake Coleman and then to Storming Raven and walks up the ramp backwards with a smirk. The bell rings.
----------------Match #3: Drake Coleman vs Storming Raven-------
Drake Coleman looks at Raven's lifeless body and shrugs. He gets down and pins him for the three count fall.
-Drake Coleman def. Storming Raven via Pinfall.
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The stretcher makes its way down the ring with the paramedics as Drake Coleman rolls out of the ring, carelessly making his way to the back. The paramedics strap in Raven to the board and begin wheeling him to the back as Mayhem fades to commercial.
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-Pepsi Commercial
-Wrangler Jeans Commercial
-Pac 12 Game of the Week commercial
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"Ladies and gentlemen we're back from commercial here on Mayhem and the destruction that Sah'Ta Thor left on Storming Raven."
The replay shows the attack that Storming Raven endured via Thor's hands.
"How do you say this is a bad thing, Steve? He's doing what most people want to do, but no one has the balls to do. He's making an IMPACT. We need a guy like Sah'Ta Thor here in this company. He will make us known once again and leave a trail of blood and destruction in his path. Now stop your whining, we have a match to call.
----------Match #4: Sean Mendez vs David GS------------
Both men start out throwing punches at each other. Before too long both of the men get tired out, and grapple. David knees Sean in the gut, and hooks both of his arms. He lifts him up and drops down, nailing a double underhook powerbomb. He pins him for a two count and Sean rolls to his feet as David stands. Sean charges David, attempting a clothesline, in which David ducks and wraps his arms around Sean's neck and puts him into a sleeper hold. Sean, however, quickly reaches the ropes. Sean lets him go with a smirk. The two grapple once again and Sean attempts an Irish Whip into the turnbuckle, which is reversed by David. David charges and hits an avalanche in the corner, stunning Sean. David backs off with a slight smile and nails his Headshot kick. Sean stumbles out of the corner and David scoops him up and quickly hits him with the NeoShock. He quickly floats over and locks in his signature submission, the Crossclutch. As Sean is unable to answer the referee, he calls for the bell and David releases the hold.
-David SG def. Sean Mendez via Submission.
"Wow. You know what I'm interested in? These new comers in this Tournament. I'm interested to see how good these guys can be. But no match has my interest as much as Beau vs James tonight Steve.
"No doubt. The accolades between these two superstars are tremendous, that's for sure. You know who else has a ton of accolades to their name? Scorpion. Scorpion vs Cobretti is sure to be an amazing match as well, Chuck, and that match starts now! Two former World Champions squaring off? Can't get any better than that!
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"Step Up" by Drowning Pool blasts over the speakers as Patricia begins her entrance speech.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. About to make his way from the ring, from Parts Unknown. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty-Two pounds, Scorpion!"
Scorpion walks down to the ring very business like. He gets up to the ring apron and easily steps over the top rope, a serious look upon the part of his face that isn't covered with a mask. His music dies down as "White Trash Millionaire" by Black Stone Cherry replaces it./i]
"And his opponent, from Denver, Colorado. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Forty-Six pounds, "The Cobra" Eric Cobretti!
-----------Match # 5: Scorpion vs Eric Cobretti------------------
The Cobra wastes no time as he rushes down to the ring. He slides in and is met with a flurry of boots from Scorpion. Cobretti quickly slides back out and shakes his head no. He begins backing his way up the ramp. Scorpion, who obviously came for a fight, gets out of the ring and charges up the ramp. Scorpion clubs Cobretti from behind, and The Cobra falls. Scorpion continues his onslaught on the outside as the referee joins them. Scorpion lifts Cobra's head slightly and stuffs it between his legs. He signals that he's about to attempt a powerbomb, which is countered into a backdrop quickly by Cobra. Cobretti walks back down to ringside and looks under the ring. He finds a steel chair and pulls it out, bringing it back up the ramp. Scorpion stands and is met with a steel chair to the face. Cobretti tosses the chair aside and pins Scorpion, for a two count. Cobretti stands and quickly begins arguing with the referee. As he's distracted, Scorpion stands and is preparing for a chokeslam. Cobretti turns and is met with a hand to his throat. He is lifted up and slips out of Scorpions grasp, and begins inching up the ramp. The two reach the top and Cobra charges Scorpion, who lifts him over his head into a backdrop. The sound of Cobretti's back nailing the steel can be heard throughout the arena. Once again, Scorpion sets up for a chokeslam. Cobretti struggles up to his feet, and turns towards Scorpion who once again puts his hand around Cobra's throat. He swiftly lifts him into the air. A deranged look comes across Scorpion's eyes as he walks to the edge of the stage, and Chokeslam's Cobretti off the stage through tables. Scorpion sits on the edge of the stage, and scoots off. He pins Cobretti for the three count fall.
-Scorpion def. Eric Cobretti via pinfall.
"Wow! That's aggression that we haven't seen in years from Scorpion! Where the hell did that come from?"
"No idea, but I like it. With this youth movement sweeping through EHWF, he's gonna need that aggression to succeed here."
The camera turns to Scorpion who is still lying on top of Cobretti's unconscious body, as Mayhem takes a commercial break
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-Fishing show preview
-WEC Preview
-Mountain Dew commercial
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Back from commercial "The One You Left Behind" hits the speakers as the arena dims leaving red and white lights strobe threw. The fans cheer as Jaci steps out from behind the curtain. Standing in the center of the ramp she spreads her legs slightly as she extends her arms out to the side with her elbows bent slightly.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, making her way to the ring, from Burlington, North Dakota, The Sovereign one, Jaci Sovereign!"
Walking down the ramp, she runs her hand threw her hair before tagging some of the fans hands with her own as they reach over the baracade desperatly, trying to be apart of something bigger then them selves.
As she walks up the steal steps Jaci has a confident smirk on her face as she walks along the apron's edge. Wiping her feet off before entering the ring under the second rope, she stands back up , flipping her hair over her shoulder before walking to the furthest side of the ring where she warms up for her match. Then, "Freedom" by Clenchfist is heard through out the arena as Rockin' Lunatic makes his way out on the stage. He looks around at the fans who are on their feet screaming. Lunatic signals as pyro shoots out of the stage Lunatic makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans he slides into the ring and poses in the corner.
----------------Match #6: Jaci Sovereign vs Rockin' Lunatic-----------
Jaci wastes no time as she charges Lunatic as he's posing in the corner. She pushes him off and watches as he flies to the rail on the outside. A smirk comes across her face as she exits the ring and begins pounding on him. When she gets bored of beating him up on the outside, she slides him into the ring and follows quickly behind her. Lunatic had gotten on his feet by then and stomped her slightly. He picked her up and Irish Whips her into the corner. Lunatic follows her and jumps, twisting in the air. Jaci moves out of the way as Lunatic crashes and burns. He lands on the top of his head and the crowd is heard giving an audible "OWW." Jaci's eyebrow raises as she looks at Lunatic laying there holding his neck. She shrugs and drills Lunatic with her Jaci's Highlight. She smirks and pins him for a three count.
-Jaci Sovereign def. Rockin Lunatic via pinfall.
Jaci Sovereign was standing in the middle of the ring after her match, gathering her bearings for a moment. But she didn't have much time to think for herself as the lights began to dim, the soft beginning tones of "Uprising" by Muse beginning to play. Several multi-colored lights slid back and forth across the upper stage, looking for the one to whom this music belonged.
What in the hell is happening now? Who is this?
Jaci looked on, equally as confused. But suddenly a loud explosion of pyro was seen and heard, and as the lights converged in one single spot, the man was shown. He was clad in his finest suit, a blue button up shirt with a similarly colored tie, and he was certainly dressed to impress. The camera moving back to Jaci, she looked even more confused than before. It was obvious she knew who he was, but why? Well, seeing as the man had a microphone in his hand, it was clear the answers were coming.
Well judging by the reaction in this place, I don't really know if there's any need to introduce myself, but for the few of you out there who don't know me, I'm Alexander Remington. Pleased to meet you.
Cut to Jaci once more, whose eyes squinted and eyebrows furrowed, wondering what this was all about.
Hi Jaci, it really has been a long time, hasn't it? Hell, last time I heard from you, I was busy being fired, sent to the curb, and forced to jump from federation to federation trying to find my footing in a place I felt I belonged.
He cracked a smile, reminiscing.
And we shared some good memories didn't we? Your birthday was probably my favorite, but certainly, we could produce an entire two hour show talking about our history. But...that's not why I'm here tonight Jaci, and quite frankly, I'm standing here in front of you tonight because I have, in fact, just signed my contract to compete here in the EHWF. I've come because of you Jaci. I needed to be here. It just didn't feel right anywhere else.
A nice comment by Alex, but he held out his hand to stop himself and signify that what people were thinking, they should stop as well.
No, you've misunderstood me Jaci. You see, I DID come back for you, but not because of our history. Not because of what almost happened between us time and time again. I came back because in my time away, I realized something that would prove to change my career for the better. I realized that everything we had together was a lie. I realized that you had me wrapped around your manipulative little finger, and you took advantage of that. You called me a friend? Fuck you Jaci, you took advantage of how you knew I felt about you, and through that, allowed me to become complacent. I became a shell of who I was supposed to become, and it's all because of you.
He smiled, pausing for a moment.
But those days are done. You're standing there wondering why I'm saying these mean things, but then I ask you - how much did you really care about me Jaci? Was I really your friend? Because I realized that when I was fired, it was my friends who tried to stick up for me, who tried to get me my job back. You, on the other hand, chose the easy route. You wanted to appease that son of a bitch from St. Louis, and you wanted to keep your career. That's why week after week, I turned on the television set to keep up with you, and all I saw was you and that pathetic Backstreet Boy parading your sick relationship to the masses, not caring that I was sitting at home or standing in the unemployment line. You didn't care about me; you never did, and finally I've understood that fact.
Remington's expressions turned serious as he stared into the ring.
I would have given everything to stand by your side; to give you the fantasy of the white picket fence and the good life, but day after day, you CHOSE to ruin me. It was a choice Jaci, and I've finally realized that I don't NEED you to be me. I'm fine just the way I am. So go on, fight the good fight, put on the mask of the good little girl that is on her little road to redemption. Just understand that every step of the way, I'm CHOOSING to reveal to the world just who you really are.
He turned to walk away, but suddenly looked back at Jaci.
You want to know why I never returned your calls Jaci? Why it seemed that I didn't care that you were pinned up in that hospital for all that time? Well, to start, I surrounded myself with people who intercepted those calls, and I didn't figure it out until well after the fact. But to be honest, I wouldn't have returned those calls, because you would have just used me to your bidding yet again. And that's who you are Jaci...that's who you always will be.
And with that, "Uprising" by Muse blasted through the PA system as Remington stared down Jaci, allowing the scene to fade to black.
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A video replays the events that just happened.
"Chuck...What do you think this Alexander Remington is going to do to Jaci?"
"I don't know, but I definitely can't wait. Tonight's been the best show in EHWF history in my opinion, everyone's so set on making an impact! And that's exactly what we're gonna get from this triple threat match!"
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a triple threat match! First pinfall wins! Making his way to the ring, from Richmond, Virginia. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty-Four pounds, Corporal Punishment!!"
The man walks down the ring with a slight smirk etched upon his face. He slides in the ring and walks to the far side, awaiting his opponents. Then, "Here Comes the Pain" begins going off as Doomsday walks out. He doesn't even give Patricia time to announce him as he charges the ring and Corporal Punishment and Doomsday begin to go at it.
"And their opponent. From Mobile, Alabama. Casey Bond!"
Casey's music begins playing, as the camera cuts back to the ring where Punishment is laying down on the mat. Doomsday turns to the ropes an looks for Casey. Casey's music cuts and Punishment captures Doomsday in the Torture Rack. A voice echos through the loudspeakers, telling the referee to begin the match. The bell rings.
--Match #6: Corporal Punishment vs Casey Bond vs Doomsday--
The torture rack is still applied in the center of the ring on the behemoth known as Doomsday, who is trying to hold on for dear life. Before too long, however, Doomsday has no choice but to submit.
-Corporal Punishment wins the triple threat via Submission.
Corporal Punishment lets the hold go, and looks around with curious glances. Where was Casey? Before too long, The ring had cleared, and it was time for the main event.
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The opening strands of Aerosmith's "Dream On" began playing. However, when Eric James entered the entrance way, he wasn't alone. He was dragging Casey Bond out with him. He threw Casey down on the entrance ramp. He began stomping away as Eric's entrance music slowly died. He continued kicking Casey down the ramp until it ended. He lifted Casey's limp body up and threw him into the ring. He slid in after him and shook his head. He mounted Casey and began throwing punches at his face. Before too long, Eric got bored and stood up, looking down at Casey. The referee tried to separate the two of them. Swiftly, Eric kicked the referee in the gut, and grabbed him, nailing his Cradle 2 The Grave DDT. The referee laid there, outcold. Eric lifted Casey up and gave him the same DDT. However, Eric didn't stop there. He climbed the top turnbuckle, and nailed his Shooting Star Leg Drop. The smirk was huge upon Eric's face as he walked over to Patricia, snatching the microphone away from her. The crowd went silent.
"I walked out of the building an hour or so ago, and saw this little piece of monkey crap outside of the building, with his bags. I walked up to him and asked him where he was going. The little coward told me he was going home. He didn't feel like he should be in a match with a man like Doomsday and a veteran like Corporal Punishment. So...ever since then. I gave this piece of trash the ass kicking he deserved. BUT. That's not why I'm out here."
He paused for a moment, taking everything in. He slowly let the microphone drop from his lips, and then drew it back up.
"I'm here, because for the first show since EHWF returned, we had a title tournament. And I'm sure all you fans enjoyed it, right?"
The fans go insane at his mention. As fast as they began cheering, Eric interrupted them
"Well, I DIDN'T."
Boo's could be heard throughout the arena now.
"Not only did Justin Taker NOT do what was best for this company, he in fact, did the worst thing he could possibly do. He threw a tournament. Why? You have a viable champion right here. I'm the only Two-Time EHWF World Champion in the history of this business. I'm the only man here who is capable of being a World Champion. But for the sake of business, I was willing to do a tournament, I was willing to run through all these chumps. But who the hell did I get for my first match? Kinley Beau. She is nothing more than eye candy. A sexy, slutty, piece of ass. I don't want to pin her. I want to bang her. Point blank. So instead of GIVING ME THE TITLE LIKE I DESERVED, you put me in a match with A WOMAN. Really, Justin? Have you so easily forgotten that I MADE this company? You got NO RATINGS until I came on this show. So, I left the company a few times, and yeah, when I left the ratings left and I destroyed the company. Was wrestling a woman my punishment? Well, if that's the case. I hope you enjoy YOUR punishment.
Eric pauses and begins stomping away on Casey's motionless body, obviously taking his frustrations out.
"NOT ONLY DO YOU NOT GET TO SEE ME IN ACTION THIS WEEK, YOU DON'T GET A MAIN EVENT. I'M OFFICIALLY BOYCOTTING THIS HELL HOLE UNTIL YOU DO WHAT'S RIGHT."
Eric slams the microphone down on Casey as ''Dream On" begins playing again. He slides out of the ring and begins walking up the ramp
"What does this mean!? Is there no main event?"
"I thought he made it quite clear. If you think you're going to see Eric James wrestle in the main event, well...You can just Dream On!"
The camera pans to Casey's motionless body, and then up to Eric, who's looking back down to the ring with a smirk etched on his face, as the camera fades to black.
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“WELCOME. TO EHWF. MAYHEM!”
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The camera comes to life, zooming around the arena as "No Remorse" by Metallica is blasting over the loudspeakers in the arena. The fans have looks of genuine excitement showing on their faces as the camera rushes by all of them. Then, the camera stops on two familiar faces. Steve White and Chuck Thompson. The look on their faces tell the story. They are proud to be back.
"Welcome once again everyone to a monumental night. After months of being out of business. We're back; and on a new channel! Welcome! To Friday Night Mayhem! If you're a first time viewer, or just forgotten; I'm Steve White alongside my broadcast partner here, Chuck Thompson. And Chuck...PLEASE tell me you're ready for some HARDCORE WRESTLING!"
"Oh, no doubt Steve. I've been waiting for this moment so long, I won't even insult your attire tonight. But seriously..Blue and Brown? Who dressed you...?"
"Forgetting that statement; let's throw the mic up to Patricia Downs to introduce our first two competitors on our return card! I can hardly wait!"
The camera turns to Patricia in the center of the ring with a beautiful smile on her face.
"The following contest is your opening bout of the evening! And it is scheduled for ONE FALL!"
"Kicking it in Tennessee" by Big Smo hits over the loudspeakers as the crowd erupts.
"Currently making his way to the ring. From Nashville, Tennessee. He weighs in tonight at Two Hundred and Sixty Five pounds. The Redneck Wrestling Machine: Chris Cane!!"
Chris steps out on the stage with a beer in hand, dressed in his tights, a random sleeveless shirt, cowboy hat, and sun glasses on. He turns up the beer and pyro shoots up on each side of him. He then walks down the ramp, goes up the steps, and climbs the turnbuckle and takes another drink of beer and spits it out on the crowd. The music dies as "My Last Breath" by Evanessence blasts.
"And his opponent. From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight pounds. The Ladies Man: Mike Maddox!"
The lights flicker as a red and black mist fills the air. Fireworks explode as the song continues playing. Mike Maddox emerges from the entrance ramp with his leather trademark jacket engraved with "The Ladies Man" on it. Mike quickly runs into the ring and violently shakes the ropes as the crowd erupts. Mike then stands in his corner, staring down his opponent for the evening.
-----------Match Number One: Mike Maddox vs Chris Cane----------
The match starts out with a quick hand slap in the middle of the ring. The two men circle each other for a moment before grappling. Mike gets Cane in a side headlock and tightens it. Cane, however, punches Mike in the gut a couple times and slings him off into the ropes. When Mike rebounds, Cane grabs him in his own side headlock. Mike, however, quickly escapes with a back body drop. Quickly, he floats over into a pin that's good for a one and a half count. Mike quickly hops up and Cane gets to his feet. The crowd applauds the two's effort so far. Cane walks towards Mike and holds his hands out for a test of strength. Mike looks towards his hands questionably. He, however, begins to put his hands out, and is met with a boot to the gut by Cane. Mike doubles over and Cane nails a swinging neck breaker on the weakened Mike. He floats over for a pin, getting a two count. Cane mounts Mike and begins punching away on his face. The ref begins making the count, and Cane dismounts at the count of four. He quickly stands, trying to take advantage of Maddox's weakened state and grabs his legs. He quickly tries putting on the 8 Second Ride, but Maddox powers out of it and rolls to his feet. Cane gives him a smirk as the two lock up again. Cane once again gets the advantage by throwing a knee into Mike's breadbasket and drills him with a release fisherman's suplex. Cane stands up, ready, stalking Mike. Mike slowly stands and Cane attempts to drill the Tennessee Knockout kick, but Mike ducks and Cane spins. When he turns back to Mike, Mike grabs him, and throws Cane's arm over his shoulder. Quickly, he drops down, nailing The Love Guns. He crawls over to Cane's body and pins him, getting the three count, and the victory. The bell rings and a tired Mike Maddox rolls off of Cane and holds his hands up.
"Here is your winner, The Ladies Man! Mike Maddox!"
The fans erupt as Mike rolls out of the ring and struggles under his jelly legs. He slaps a few fans hands as he makes his way to the back.
-Mike Maddox def. Chris Cane via Pinfall
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"Wow. What a hard fought battle there from Mike and Chris. Chuck?..... Chuck..?"
"Huh...oh...yeah..Is that match over? It kinda bored me to death. My goodness. It was chain wrestling. That's not why these people tune in. They want blood. They want guts, not WRESTLING.
The screen then goes to a scene in the back with Eric James walking in, not looking to pleased at everything. He's carrying his bag and is walking to his locker room.
"And there you see Eric James, a two time EHWF World Champion. He will be in action, live! Tonight on Mayhem."
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As we arrive back from commercial. "I Came To Play" by Downstrait is playing on the loudspeakers as Rich Hildos is standing in the ring, awaiting Sah'ta Thor. He doesn't have to wait long, as the opening riff to "Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch blares through the area speakers.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Fifteen pounds, The Star, Rich Hildos!! And currently making his way to the ring. Weighing in at One Hundred and Seventy-Five pounds, SAH'TA THOR!"
Sah'ta Thor steps out from the back in his black trench coat and his red and black mask. Around his waist was the FWF Universal Championship. 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.
--------------Match #2: Sah'Ta Thor vs Rich Hildos--------------
Thor wastes no time on Rich Hildos. He charges him, and tackles him to the ground. He begins throwing punches at the mans face and connects quite hard with one to the jaw. He stands up and continues the assault, except this time with boots instead of fists. Thor reaches down and grabs Rich's long hair and lifts him up. Rich, however, breaks out of it and throws a couple of punches towards Thor's face. Thor dodges one, but gets drilled in the nose with the other one. He quickly crumples to the ground holding his face. Rich, ever the opportunist, falls to the mat in a pin. He gets a two count before Thor kicks out. Rich shoots a quick glare towards the ref before standing up. He charges the ropes and comes back, attempting a seated senton, but misses as Thor rolls out of the way. Kipping up, Thor smirks at the fallen victim. Thor quickly drops a knee on Rich's head and begins stomping away on Rich again. Rich, however, gets smart and grabs Thor's leg. He quickly sweeps the other out from under him and quickly stands, locking in his modified sharpshooter. He begins cranking the move as Thor crawls towards the ropes in pain. Finally, after about thirty seconds in the hold, Thor reaches the ropes and manages to find a way to break the hold by sliding out of the ring. Rich begins taunting in the ring as Thor grabs a pipe that is wrapped with barbed wire. He holds the pipe down as he slowly stands. Rich walks over to the ropes and leans out between them, gripping Thor's head. Acting quickly,Thor rears back and slams the pipe into Rich's head. Rich falls backwards, obviously out cold from the shot. Thor gingerly climbs back into the ring and shakes his head no. He picks Rich up by his hair, and quickly scoops his dead weight up and into a Tombstone Piledriver position. He drills the Parasite Eve and covers the lifeless body of Rich for the three count.
-Sah'Ta Thor def. Rich Hildos via pinfall.
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Thor crawls to his feet and smirks at the crowd. He grabs the pipe laying on the ring apron and holds it high. His eyes float down to the bloodied skull of Rich Hildos and he squats down, holding up one finger with a smirk.
"Wow...Powerful message there from Sah'Ta Thor. Telling Hildos he's his first victim. I think the EHWF locker room better be put on notice."
"That's what I like to see. Blood! I wonder if Rich Hildos will remember his name tomorrow. That was a WICKED shot. Can we see it again?"
The replay booth must have heard Chuck's request, because they immediately replayed Thor slamming the pipe into the side of Rich's head.
"Sickening. Absolute sickening shot. But Sah'Ta Thor advances in the Tournament. I feel horrible for anyone that has to face him in this Tournament.
The bell rings as the camera goes back to Patricia Downs to announce the next match.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall!"
"Hall of Illusions" by ICP hits over the loudspeakers as the seven foot monster walks out from behind the curtain.
"Making his way to the ring, from Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at just under 300 pounds, The Icon, Drake Coleman!!"
The lights flicker black and white. Coleman walks out raising his hand in a taunt as he walks down. The fans at the front grabbing at Coleman get a birdy as he walks by. He climbs up the steps and lifts his hand in taunt as the ramp exploding in pyro while he enters the ring. His eyes glance toward the entrance ramp, waiting for Storming Raven. It isn't long before he sees him. Except it's not the way he wants to. Raven comes rolling out from the back, bloodied and battered. From behind the curtain, Sah'ta Thor comes back out with a smirk. He lifts Raven up and punches him square in the jaw. Raven stumbles and falls down on the ramp, rolling down it. Never letting the smirk waiver from his face, Thor follows him down the ramp and picks up his limp body. He once again scoops a lifeless body up and puts him in Tombstone position, and drills Raven with the Parasite Eve. Thor stands up and holds up two fingers this time, before picking up Raven and rolling him into the ring. He takes one more glance at Drake Coleman and then to Storming Raven and walks up the ramp backwards with a smirk. The bell rings.
----------------Match #3: Drake Coleman vs Storming Raven-------
Drake Coleman looks at Raven's lifeless body and shrugs. He gets down and pins him for the three count fall.
-Drake Coleman def. Storming Raven via Pinfall.
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The stretcher makes its way down the ring with the paramedics as Drake Coleman rolls out of the ring, carelessly making his way to the back. The paramedics strap in Raven to the board and begin wheeling him to the back as Mayhem fades to commercial.
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"Ladies and gentlemen we're back from commercial here on Mayhem and the destruction that Sah'Ta Thor left on Storming Raven."
The replay shows the attack that Storming Raven endured via Thor's hands.
"How do you say this is a bad thing, Steve? He's doing what most people want to do, but no one has the balls to do. He's making an IMPACT. We need a guy like Sah'Ta Thor here in this company. He will make us known once again and leave a trail of blood and destruction in his path. Now stop your whining, we have a match to call.
----------Match #4: Sean Mendez vs David GS------------
Both men start out throwing punches at each other. Before too long both of the men get tired out, and grapple. David knees Sean in the gut, and hooks both of his arms. He lifts him up and drops down, nailing a double underhook powerbomb. He pins him for a two count and Sean rolls to his feet as David stands. Sean charges David, attempting a clothesline, in which David ducks and wraps his arms around Sean's neck and puts him into a sleeper hold. Sean, however, quickly reaches the ropes. Sean lets him go with a smirk. The two grapple once again and Sean attempts an Irish Whip into the turnbuckle, which is reversed by David. David charges and hits an avalanche in the corner, stunning Sean. David backs off with a slight smile and nails his Headshot kick. Sean stumbles out of the corner and David scoops him up and quickly hits him with the NeoShock. He quickly floats over and locks in his signature submission, the Crossclutch. As Sean is unable to answer the referee, he calls for the bell and David releases the hold.
-David SG def. Sean Mendez via Submission.
"Wow. You know what I'm interested in? These new comers in this Tournament. I'm interested to see how good these guys can be. But no match has my interest as much as Beau vs James tonight Steve.
"No doubt. The accolades between these two superstars are tremendous, that's for sure. You know who else has a ton of accolades to their name? Scorpion. Scorpion vs Cobretti is sure to be an amazing match as well, Chuck, and that match starts now! Two former World Champions squaring off? Can't get any better than that!
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"Step Up" by Drowning Pool blasts over the speakers as Patricia begins her entrance speech.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. About to make his way from the ring, from Parts Unknown. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty-Two pounds, Scorpion!"
Scorpion walks down to the ring very business like. He gets up to the ring apron and easily steps over the top rope, a serious look upon the part of his face that isn't covered with a mask. His music dies down as "White Trash Millionaire" by Black Stone Cherry replaces it./i]
"And his opponent, from Denver, Colorado. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Forty-Six pounds, "The Cobra" Eric Cobretti!
-----------Match # 5: Scorpion vs Eric Cobretti------------------
The Cobra wastes no time as he rushes down to the ring. He slides in and is met with a flurry of boots from Scorpion. Cobretti quickly slides back out and shakes his head no. He begins backing his way up the ramp. Scorpion, who obviously came for a fight, gets out of the ring and charges up the ramp. Scorpion clubs Cobretti from behind, and The Cobra falls. Scorpion continues his onslaught on the outside as the referee joins them. Scorpion lifts Cobra's head slightly and stuffs it between his legs. He signals that he's about to attempt a powerbomb, which is countered into a backdrop quickly by Cobra. Cobretti walks back down to ringside and looks under the ring. He finds a steel chair and pulls it out, bringing it back up the ramp. Scorpion stands and is met with a steel chair to the face. Cobretti tosses the chair aside and pins Scorpion, for a two count. Cobretti stands and quickly begins arguing with the referee. As he's distracted, Scorpion stands and is preparing for a chokeslam. Cobretti turns and is met with a hand to his throat. He is lifted up and slips out of Scorpions grasp, and begins inching up the ramp. The two reach the top and Cobra charges Scorpion, who lifts him over his head into a backdrop. The sound of Cobretti's back nailing the steel can be heard throughout the arena. Once again, Scorpion sets up for a chokeslam. Cobretti struggles up to his feet, and turns towards Scorpion who once again puts his hand around Cobra's throat. He swiftly lifts him into the air. A deranged look comes across Scorpion's eyes as he walks to the edge of the stage, and Chokeslam's Cobretti off the stage through tables. Scorpion sits on the edge of the stage, and scoots off. He pins Cobretti for the three count fall.
-Scorpion def. Eric Cobretti via pinfall.
"Wow! That's aggression that we haven't seen in years from Scorpion! Where the hell did that come from?"
"No idea, but I like it. With this youth movement sweeping through EHWF, he's gonna need that aggression to succeed here."
The camera turns to Scorpion who is still lying on top of Cobretti's unconscious body, as Mayhem takes a commercial break
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Back from commercial "The One You Left Behind" hits the speakers as the arena dims leaving red and white lights strobe threw. The fans cheer as Jaci steps out from behind the curtain. Standing in the center of the ramp she spreads her legs slightly as she extends her arms out to the side with her elbows bent slightly.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, making her way to the ring, from Burlington, North Dakota, The Sovereign one, Jaci Sovereign!"
Walking down the ramp, she runs her hand threw her hair before tagging some of the fans hands with her own as they reach over the baracade desperatly, trying to be apart of something bigger then them selves.
As she walks up the steal steps Jaci has a confident smirk on her face as she walks along the apron's edge. Wiping her feet off before entering the ring under the second rope, she stands back up , flipping her hair over her shoulder before walking to the furthest side of the ring where she warms up for her match. Then, "Freedom" by Clenchfist is heard through out the arena as Rockin' Lunatic makes his way out on the stage. He looks around at the fans who are on their feet screaming. Lunatic signals as pyro shoots out of the stage Lunatic makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans he slides into the ring and poses in the corner.
----------------Match #6: Jaci Sovereign vs Rockin' Lunatic-----------
Jaci wastes no time as she charges Lunatic as he's posing in the corner. She pushes him off and watches as he flies to the rail on the outside. A smirk comes across her face as she exits the ring and begins pounding on him. When she gets bored of beating him up on the outside, she slides him into the ring and follows quickly behind her. Lunatic had gotten on his feet by then and stomped her slightly. He picked her up and Irish Whips her into the corner. Lunatic follows her and jumps, twisting in the air. Jaci moves out of the way as Lunatic crashes and burns. He lands on the top of his head and the crowd is heard giving an audible "OWW." Jaci's eyebrow raises as she looks at Lunatic laying there holding his neck. She shrugs and drills Lunatic with her Jaci's Highlight. She smirks and pins him for a three count.
-Jaci Sovereign def. Rockin Lunatic via pinfall.
Jaci Sovereign was standing in the middle of the ring after her match, gathering her bearings for a moment. But she didn't have much time to think for herself as the lights began to dim, the soft beginning tones of "Uprising" by Muse beginning to play. Several multi-colored lights slid back and forth across the upper stage, looking for the one to whom this music belonged.
What in the hell is happening now? Who is this?
Jaci looked on, equally as confused. But suddenly a loud explosion of pyro was seen and heard, and as the lights converged in one single spot, the man was shown. He was clad in his finest suit, a blue button up shirt with a similarly colored tie, and he was certainly dressed to impress. The camera moving back to Jaci, she looked even more confused than before. It was obvious she knew who he was, but why? Well, seeing as the man had a microphone in his hand, it was clear the answers were coming.
Well judging by the reaction in this place, I don't really know if there's any need to introduce myself, but for the few of you out there who don't know me, I'm Alexander Remington. Pleased to meet you.
Cut to Jaci once more, whose eyes squinted and eyebrows furrowed, wondering what this was all about.
Hi Jaci, it really has been a long time, hasn't it? Hell, last time I heard from you, I was busy being fired, sent to the curb, and forced to jump from federation to federation trying to find my footing in a place I felt I belonged.
He cracked a smile, reminiscing.
And we shared some good memories didn't we? Your birthday was probably my favorite, but certainly, we could produce an entire two hour show talking about our history. But...that's not why I'm here tonight Jaci, and quite frankly, I'm standing here in front of you tonight because I have, in fact, just signed my contract to compete here in the EHWF. I've come because of you Jaci. I needed to be here. It just didn't feel right anywhere else.
A nice comment by Alex, but he held out his hand to stop himself and signify that what people were thinking, they should stop as well.
No, you've misunderstood me Jaci. You see, I DID come back for you, but not because of our history. Not because of what almost happened between us time and time again. I came back because in my time away, I realized something that would prove to change my career for the better. I realized that everything we had together was a lie. I realized that you had me wrapped around your manipulative little finger, and you took advantage of that. You called me a friend? Fuck you Jaci, you took advantage of how you knew I felt about you, and through that, allowed me to become complacent. I became a shell of who I was supposed to become, and it's all because of you.
He smiled, pausing for a moment.
But those days are done. You're standing there wondering why I'm saying these mean things, but then I ask you - how much did you really care about me Jaci? Was I really your friend? Because I realized that when I was fired, it was my friends who tried to stick up for me, who tried to get me my job back. You, on the other hand, chose the easy route. You wanted to appease that son of a bitch from St. Louis, and you wanted to keep your career. That's why week after week, I turned on the television set to keep up with you, and all I saw was you and that pathetic Backstreet Boy parading your sick relationship to the masses, not caring that I was sitting at home or standing in the unemployment line. You didn't care about me; you never did, and finally I've understood that fact.
Remington's expressions turned serious as he stared into the ring.
I would have given everything to stand by your side; to give you the fantasy of the white picket fence and the good life, but day after day, you CHOSE to ruin me. It was a choice Jaci, and I've finally realized that I don't NEED you to be me. I'm fine just the way I am. So go on, fight the good fight, put on the mask of the good little girl that is on her little road to redemption. Just understand that every step of the way, I'm CHOOSING to reveal to the world just who you really are.
He turned to walk away, but suddenly looked back at Jaci.
You want to know why I never returned your calls Jaci? Why it seemed that I didn't care that you were pinned up in that hospital for all that time? Well, to start, I surrounded myself with people who intercepted those calls, and I didn't figure it out until well after the fact. But to be honest, I wouldn't have returned those calls, because you would have just used me to your bidding yet again. And that's who you are Jaci...that's who you always will be.
And with that, "Uprising" by Muse blasted through the PA system as Remington stared down Jaci, allowing the scene to fade to black.
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A video replays the events that just happened.
"Chuck...What do you think this Alexander Remington is going to do to Jaci?"
"I don't know, but I definitely can't wait. Tonight's been the best show in EHWF history in my opinion, everyone's so set on making an impact! And that's exactly what we're gonna get from this triple threat match!"
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a triple threat match! First pinfall wins! Making his way to the ring, from Richmond, Virginia. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty-Four pounds, Corporal Punishment!!"
The man walks down the ring with a slight smirk etched upon his face. He slides in the ring and walks to the far side, awaiting his opponents. Then, "Here Comes the Pain" begins going off as Doomsday walks out. He doesn't even give Patricia time to announce him as he charges the ring and Corporal Punishment and Doomsday begin to go at it.
"And their opponent. From Mobile, Alabama. Casey Bond!"
Casey's music begins playing, as the camera cuts back to the ring where Punishment is laying down on the mat. Doomsday turns to the ropes an looks for Casey. Casey's music cuts and Punishment captures Doomsday in the Torture Rack. A voice echos through the loudspeakers, telling the referee to begin the match. The bell rings.
--Match #6: Corporal Punishment vs Casey Bond vs Doomsday--
The torture rack is still applied in the center of the ring on the behemoth known as Doomsday, who is trying to hold on for dear life. Before too long, however, Doomsday has no choice but to submit.
-Corporal Punishment wins the triple threat via Submission.
Corporal Punishment lets the hold go, and looks around with curious glances. Where was Casey? Before too long, The ring had cleared, and it was time for the main event.
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The opening strands of Aerosmith's "Dream On" began playing. However, when Eric James entered the entrance way, he wasn't alone. He was dragging Casey Bond out with him. He threw Casey down on the entrance ramp. He began stomping away as Eric's entrance music slowly died. He continued kicking Casey down the ramp until it ended. He lifted Casey's limp body up and threw him into the ring. He slid in after him and shook his head. He mounted Casey and began throwing punches at his face. Before too long, Eric got bored and stood up, looking down at Casey. The referee tried to separate the two of them. Swiftly, Eric kicked the referee in the gut, and grabbed him, nailing his Cradle 2 The Grave DDT. The referee laid there, outcold. Eric lifted Casey up and gave him the same DDT. However, Eric didn't stop there. He climbed the top turnbuckle, and nailed his Shooting Star Leg Drop. The smirk was huge upon Eric's face as he walked over to Patricia, snatching the microphone away from her. The crowd went silent.
"I walked out of the building an hour or so ago, and saw this little piece of monkey crap outside of the building, with his bags. I walked up to him and asked him where he was going. The little coward told me he was going home. He didn't feel like he should be in a match with a man like Doomsday and a veteran like Corporal Punishment. So...ever since then. I gave this piece of trash the ass kicking he deserved. BUT. That's not why I'm out here."
He paused for a moment, taking everything in. He slowly let the microphone drop from his lips, and then drew it back up.
"I'm here, because for the first show since EHWF returned, we had a title tournament. And I'm sure all you fans enjoyed it, right?"
The fans go insane at his mention. As fast as they began cheering, Eric interrupted them
"Well, I DIDN'T."
Boo's could be heard throughout the arena now.
"Not only did Justin Taker NOT do what was best for this company, he in fact, did the worst thing he could possibly do. He threw a tournament. Why? You have a viable champion right here. I'm the only Two-Time EHWF World Champion in the history of this business. I'm the only man here who is capable of being a World Champion. But for the sake of business, I was willing to do a tournament, I was willing to run through all these chumps. But who the hell did I get for my first match? Kinley Beau. She is nothing more than eye candy. A sexy, slutty, piece of ass. I don't want to pin her. I want to bang her. Point blank. So instead of GIVING ME THE TITLE LIKE I DESERVED, you put me in a match with A WOMAN. Really, Justin? Have you so easily forgotten that I MADE this company? You got NO RATINGS until I came on this show. So, I left the company a few times, and yeah, when I left the ratings left and I destroyed the company. Was wrestling a woman my punishment? Well, if that's the case. I hope you enjoy YOUR punishment.
Eric pauses and begins stomping away on Casey's motionless body, obviously taking his frustrations out.
"NOT ONLY DO YOU NOT GET TO SEE ME IN ACTION THIS WEEK, YOU DON'T GET A MAIN EVENT. I'M OFFICIALLY BOYCOTTING THIS HELL HOLE UNTIL YOU DO WHAT'S RIGHT."
Eric slams the microphone down on Casey as ''Dream On" begins playing again. He slides out of the ring and begins walking up the ramp
"What does this mean!? Is there no main event?"
"I thought he made it quite clear. If you think you're going to see Eric James wrestle in the main event, well...You can just Dream On!"
The camera pans to Casey's motionless body, and then up to Eric, who's looking back down to the ring with a smirk etched on his face, as the camera fades to black.
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