Post by CEO Cloe on Jun 1, 2012 20:30:14 GMT -6
Live from the Ameri-Dome, Washington D.C.
Friday, June 8
[glow=blue,2,300]USPW Presents: Freedom[/glow]
Your USPW Friday Night Freedom Commentators for tonight:
Tom Roberts, Steve Travis and Johnny Vendetta
Tom Roberts: Welcome USPW fans, to this very exciting USPW Event in the second week of June! I’m Tom Roberts, and I’m honored to be joined by Steve Travis and Jerry “The King” Lawler!!
Johnny Vendetta: Who?? I am in a league of my own! I am Johnny Vendetta, baby!!
Steve Travis: Man, can you guys believe how great things have been in USPW since Forsaken? I mean, sure, things have been a little crazy, and people have been feuding and fighting, but that’s what makes our sport great!! This is Friday Night Freedom!
[Pyro technics and fireworks go off to signal that the show is beginning to the live audience as they cheer loudly to be at USPW’s June 8th edition of Friday Night Freedom!]
Roberts: You can say that again! With Max Prophet here, and the feuds between guys like Matt Hawk and and the Predator, things are really getting heated up!!
Johnny:Speaking of heating up we’d like to thank our sponsors for tonight! Stiff Nipples Air Conditioning Services! It’s June, and it’s F’n hot!!
Travis: Ohh yeah, it’s freakin’ hot!
Roberts: Well we have so much to look forward to tonight! Predator, AJ Johnson and The Brian Magnum teaming up for a chance to win the USPW 6 Man Tag Team titles. Plus the debut of a brand new tag team, the TV title is defended, and much more!!
Johnny: Let’s do this!!
It Ends Tonight
[We see two juxtaposed scenes on opposite sides of the frame. One is of Matt Hawk hoisting the FCW championship in a packed stadium to fireworks and pageantry, and the other is much lower quality footage of the Predator on a midcard match in a rundown arena]
The Predator: Ever since I started wrestling, these Hell Patrol guys have made it all about them.
Matt Hawk: I've walked away from more titles than most men have won!
[Slow motion shot of Predator from the Young Lions era, talking trash and confronting Matt Hawk prior to their first match]
The Predator: I got sick of it...And so I did something about it.
[Footage of the match, including it's controversial ending]
Matt Hawk: Keep telling your lies...One day, your day will come.
[Footage of the Predator celebrating over the grizzly scene]
Matt Hawk:I know the real Pred-a-hater...He's a chump!
[Footage shows the Predator delivering the Final Glory to Westboro, breaking a ladder, and winning the Triple Threat Match against Decca and the Gravedigger.]
The Predator: And when we came to USPW...Before he'd even won a damn match yet...
[Footage of the No Contest against Savage plays.]
The Predator: He made it about him...And me.
Matt Hawk: Don't forget who made you, boy!
[Interspersed clips of a young Predator and Matt Hawk, jawing and talking trash, and delivering punishment to eachother in the ring plays, ending with the Predator crushing Matt Hawk with a crutch]
Matt Hawk: You were a mid-card jobber...we lifted you up...You turned on us!
[Footage of the Predator's entrance routine]
The Predator:That's the business...A W in the books!
[Footage of Matt Hawk's entrance]
Matt Hawk: When you walk out of that of that locker room and into my ring, you'll be all alone!
The Predator: I'm bigger...
Matt Hawk: You're a chump...
The Predator: I'm stronger...
Matt Hawk:You're a pretender...
The Predator: And I've always been better...
Matt Hawk: A fraud...
The Predator: And at Freedom...
Matt Hawk: At Freedom...
The Predator: I'm going to scratch this itch.
Matt Hawk: I'm going to beat your ass!
Johnny Vendetta:(in voiceover, over shots of Hawk and Predator celebrating wins) The Predator and Matt Hawk will settle their score at Freedom, June 8th!
USPW Tag Team Championship Match
Erick Stone and Matt Steel vs Trent and Cameron Cash (c)
Erick Stone and Matt Steel vs Trent and Cameron Cash (c)
Mike Cardella: The following contest is for the USPW Tag Team Titlesssss!
[ My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult "Sex On Wheels" begins to blast, from the back comes Jeff Crockett the manager of The Thrill Kill Kult. Matt Steel has two chairs with him, as Erick Stone high fives a few fans as they make their way to the ring]
Travis: CEO Cloe has a lot of faith in these young guys to give them a tag title shot so soon!
Johnny: Too much faith, man, too much. The guys are just too green.
Mike Cardella: And their opponents, THE CURRENT USPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!!!! SYNDICATE!!!
[ Elvis Vs Jxl- Little Less Conversation begins to play, out comes Cameron Cash first he holds his USPW title on his shoulder. He looks around, as he slowly makes his way to the ring. Behind him slowly walking down, is Trent with his joint in his mouth and his singapore cane. He walks with the cane on his shoulder. Around his neck is the Tag Team Title, as he shows no respect for the gold. Cash comes over takes the belt of Trent's neck and hands him it the right way ]
Roberts: Matt Steel and Erick don't seem to impressed by the Champions
Johnny: Well I for one am very impressed right now. But who is Matt Steel and Erick Stone that they should be impressed by anything right now. There lucky there in our ring, they should be on NXT or something so wet behind the ears it’s not funny.
Roberts: Well this is USPW we don't need an NXT division, everyone is on the roster ready to entertain our fans, we don't need to have a computer to see the young talent we got you want to see HIGH IMPACT the young and up coming tag team just tune in every week and you can see them simple as that.
Johnny: I can't disagree with you on that, friend! USPW is the place to be to see it all.
[Without warning, Matt Steel and Erick Stone are both attack by Trent with rights and lefts. Cash remains still, Matt Steel and Erick Stone return fire with their own rights and lefts sending Trent to the mat as Trent calls for time out as he crawls away. Cash motions for Trent to get in his corner, Trent points to his head to say "Smart Idea" Cash enters the center of the ring as Erick Stone and Matt Steel talk it over. Matt high fives his partner and circles Cash.]
Roberts: Here we go they square up…
[Cash locks up with Erick Stone, they push each other trying to gain leverage. Erick pushes Cash into the ropes, Erick says see his hands are cleaned. He pulls back, but Erick slaps Cash in the chest and sends him out into his own corner. Erick charges but Cash charges as well both clothesline each other. Both are on the ground, Cash is up. He bounces off the ropes Trent tags in, he runs in and clotheslines Erick Stone. Cash off the ropes back drop by Trent onto Erick Stone. Matt is kicked off the ring apron by Trent, Cash with a suplex on Trent throws Trent onto Erick Stone the cover.]
Travis: Cover! 1......2.............! No!
Johnny: Kick out at 2 and Half!
[Cash goes to his corner, as Trent pulls Erick up and throws him into the ropes reversal by Erick and a back elbow to Trent. Erick tags in Matt Steel, Matt goes over and applies an arm bar to Trent. Jeff Crockett yells over at Matt to keep the pressure applied. Trent tries to get up, but Matt tags in Erick he leaps over the top rope and kicks Trent in the rib cage, he keeps the arm bar on. Trent pulls he reaches out to Cash for a tag, but no good. Erick pulls Cash over to his corner and works him over with two hard rights to the head. Erick throws Trent into the ropes, back drop into a side walk slam! Erick crawls over hooking the legs.]
Johnny: Nice! 1..........2....... but Trent kicks out!
Roberts: Close call but takes more than that to keep Trent down.
[Cash waits for the tag, as Trent is pulled up into the turnbuckle Erick charges and clotheslines Trent into the turnbuckle, he is sent out into the far corner Erick charges again but Trent with the boot to the face and a low blow right in the ref's view. The ref yells at Trent. he is begging for the ref to let it go. The Ref turns his back to say something to somebody at the time keepers table, but Trent lays there Erick comes over holding his midsection Trent grabs the tights and sends Erick into the ref. Ref falls out of the ring into the ground knocked out. Erick turns around, and gets hit with a one handed chokeslam!]
Roberts: Lay Down Your Soul To The Gods Rock 'n' Roll!!
[Cameron Cash goes to the outside, he is checking on the ref. Inside the ring, Matt Steel is in now. He double axe handles Trent, he whips Trent into the turnbuckle and charges, out of nowhere Decca jumps on the ring apron with the title belt and smashes Matt Steel in the face with the belt.]
Johnny: Decca was hiding at ring side?? Nobody seen him! Did you see him Tom??
Roberts: NO I DID NOT!! What a cheap shot!
[Trent crawls over to Matt Steel, no ref to make the count.]
Roberts: Jeff Crockett is in the ring, he’s looking around. He is up to something!
[Jeff Crockett goes to the top turnbuckle, but Trent is up first. He punches Jeff Crockett on the top turnbuckle, Jeff crotches the top rope holding his stomach. Trent nails him with Toke Driver (Inverted Death Valley Driver, considered to be Trent's Murder Move) on Jeff Crockett on top turnbuckle!!]
Roberts: WOW Jeff Crockett is not moving!
[ Cameron Cash dives into the ring, he picks up the tag team title. He is in the face of Trent, Cash is asking what happen with Decca ]
Travis: Looks like to me, Cash doesn't like what happened earlier.
[Erick Stone is up to his feet, Cash runs and connects with the belt to the face of Erick Stone. Cameron Cash stairs as his belt, and his hands like to say he can't believe what he just did. Trent crawls over, and hooks the leg as the ref crawls back into the ring]
Johnny: 1........2.................THREEEE!! It’s over!!
Roberts: Syndicate retain their tag team titles, what a low down shame how they did it.
Johnny: Ya gotta do what you gotta do my friend!
[ Cash and Trent are handed the belts, as they both look around. Decca comes into the ring, Cash and Trent look around. The Ameri-tron begins to come on 3...2...1.....]
[We see, a 3rd person view of somebody sitting on a motorcycle. The Motorcycle starts up...words flash across the screen.]
I AM COMING!!!!
[“I KNOW ITS YOU” by Cystal Method begins to play. As the video ends, we see Trent, Cameron Cash, and Decca standing together with there fist in the air.]
25 to Life: They Are Here
Man: Hello USPW universe, I am Joe Love and these two men are Deathrow and Adam Young.
[Joey Love points at the large man first, and then at the smaller man second.]
Joey Love: We're 25 to life, you're newest tag team to join the roster. I manage Deathrow and Adam Young, and everywhere we've been we've came into the company and destroyed the competition! No one is able to stop us. I intend for it to stay that way during our stay here in USPW.
[The crowd begins to boo.]
Joey Love: Shut up ! I'm not done speaking, I must say you fans are pretty rude. I also have to say that I'm not impressed with what I've seen these past few weeks that I've been scouting out the talent here in USPW, I've saw two masked brothers that are confused at what colors they want to wear, I've seen two guys, Cameron Cash, he doesn't impress me at all, and his parter Trent, who smokes pot before wrestling. Seems like a type of circus attraction. Then, the other new team on the block, that consists of Matt Steel and Erik Stone, these two look like some kids that have just came off the playground during middle school.
[Joey Love laughs. The crowd continues to boo. Joey Love hands the microphone to the giant Deathrow.]
Deathrow: SHUT UP ! Nobody cares if you people like us, I'm not here to be liked I'm here to wreck these other tag teams, and nothing else so if you guys don't like us, then you can all go jump off a damn cliff.
[Deathrow hands the microphone to Adam Young.]
Adam Young: Yea, Screw you guys, no one cares about your opinions, all that matters is what we do and what we think. We are the best tag team in USPW, and we haven't even had a match yet.
[Adam Young hands the microphone back to Joey Love.]
Joey Love: They're right. We're here to go to the top and destroy anything that gets in our way. Because we are 25 to Life!
[Joey Love drops the microphone and raises one of Deathrows arms and one of Adam Youngs arms into the air and they exit the ring as Down with the Sickness plays and they head back to the locker room.]
Meanwhile, in the back:
[The notorious Dale is seen in the back stage area. He is alone, until he sees Andrew Savage coming his way. Dale motions Andrew to follow him.]
Dale: Andrew, come here! I want you to follow me…
[Andrew follows Dale, there is a door that reads "D.W.I" Dale motions inside is DWI.]
Dale: Andrew, inside there is Matt Hawk and Max. Time we took them out!
[Dale opens the door, and Andrew enters inside. Inside, you can see complete darkness. Dale closes the door and locks it. Dale looks at his watch and takes out his cell phone and calls somebody as he walks away. Inside the room, we can hear somebody being attacked and beaten to hell!]
Dale: Hehe…
[Dale comes back after a few mins, he stands near the door and listens. The fighting stops, as Dale unties his tie he messes his own hair up. He clears his throat, he storms into the locker room. Andrew-Savage is lying motionless on the ground. He is holding his knee, Dale is franticly checking on Andrew, EMT's and ref's come running in.
Dale: Damn it. Matt Hawk and Max Prophet did that to him. They attacked him in the dark!
[Emt's check on Andrew, as Dale stands by as they check him. Dale stands up behind Andrew on the ground, he sends a text to somebody and grins as camera fades out.]
Special Guest Referee Match
Referee:
Winner gets #1 contendership and chooses stipulation in upcoming match for Television Championship
Izzy Inzane vs. "Classy" Mike C vs. Decca
Referee: Mike Mahoney
Referee:
Winner gets #1 contendership and chooses stipulation in upcoming match for Television Championship
Izzy Inzane vs. "Classy" Mike C vs. Decca
Referee: Mike Mahoney
Roberts: Up next is the triple threat match for contendership of the Television Title. We've got "Classy" Mike C, Decca, And the man that was screwed over last week, Izzy Inzane.
Johnny: Izzy should be the man special guest refereeing. Not Mike Mahoney. Mike Mahoney should be in the ring putting on a clinic!
[The guitar intro from "I'm So Bored With The USA" by The Clash kicks in and strobe lighting flashes at the top of the ramp. Classy Mike C steps out onto the stage and holds his arms out to his side in a confrontational manner and smirks at the crowd, prompting a chorus of boos. Mike C walks down the ramp and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring before standing in the center of the ring and once again posing and smirking at the crowd, triggering fireworks to shoot up from behind him. After a few seconds, the fireworks stop and the music starts to fade as Mike C moves towards his corner to prepare for the match.]
Travis: These past few weeks we haven't seen alot of Mike C but he looks like he's out here to give it his all tonight.
Roberts: It sure does, He's got that look in his eyes and He looks like he's about to destroy the next man that comes into the ring.
["Welcome to Detroit City" Hits the PA system and is booming across the arena. The fans are all jumping up and cheering as Izzy Inzane steps out on to the ramp with a determined look across his face. He walks down the ramp slapping his fans hands all the way to the end of the ramp. He rolls into the ring and locks eyes on Mike C. The two men are starring each other down as Izzy makes his way to his corner and his music fades away.]
Travis: Izzy shouldn't even be in this match, he beat Mike Mahoney fair and square last week.
Roberts: We all know that Izzy doesn't belong in this match. But that doesn't change what happened, so if he wants some revenge on Mike Mahoney he's going to have to beat these other three men.
[ "Sharped Dressed Man" begins to play over the PA sysem and the fans begin to boo as Decca walks out and begins his stroll down the ramp arguing and scrolling at the fans, he steps up the ring steps and into the ring and over to his corner with a smirk that says he's not worried about the other two men that are in the ring with him.]
Roberts: Doesn't look like Decca is too worried about Mike C or Izzy Inzane.
Travis: He's going to have a rude wakeup call if he thinks that these two men aren't going to put up a fight.
[ "Enter the Cage" Begins to play as Mike Mahoney, and his ring girl Toni Frost make their way down to the ring. Toni Frost is dressed in her barely there outfit showing off her "First Round Tapout" logo stretched across the front of her shirt. Mike Mahoney has a black and white stripped referee shirt and his signature MMA shorts. He has the television title wrapped around his waist. He's got the cockiest smirk on his face as he stops infront of the ring, unstraps his belt hands it to Toni Frost and gets his before match kiss, then rolling in the ring.]
Johnny: Having Mahoney as the special ref is going to make this match that more exciting !
[Mahoney signals for the bell and the match begins. Decca immediately takes off and begins to pummel on Mike C, Decca backs Mike C into the corner, Izzy makes his way over and starts to join in on the beating. Decca and Izzy both grab Mike C and deliver a double team suplex, slamming Mike C down on the mat hard.]
Travis: Look at that team work between Decca and Izzy !
Johnny: You have to watch out, in these type of match friendships mean nothing.
[Decca goes toward the beaten Mike C, But Izzy grabs him and smashes his forearm into Deccas face. Decca stumbles, and Izzy delivers a high-dropkick to the chest of Decca. Decca falls to the mat. Mike C is now up and he picks Decca up and gut kicks him then suplexing him back first onto the cold mat. Mike C makes his way over to Izzy, but he's met half-way by Izzys fist, Izzy starts to string together a few punches before scooping Mike C up and slamming him down with force. Izzy is the only man standing, He lifts Mike C up and irish whips him into the corner. Izzy plays to the crowd for a moment and then takes off running toward the corner, he jumps in the air and comes down on Mike C's extended foot.]
Roberts: What a counter to Izzy’s move by Mike C !
[Izzy stumbles backward holding his jaw, Mike C runs toward him and hits a devastating clothesline. Mike C, walks over and picks Decca up and begins to wail on Deccas face with his right hand. He irish whips Decca into the corner, but now Izzys back up and he clotheslines Mike C from behind, He stomps on Mike Cs neck and then runs toward Decca in the corner and delivers a clothesline. He pushes Decca out of the corner and onto the mat. Izzy begins to climb up the turnbuckle, But Decca quickly recovered and pushes him off of the turnbuckle into the saftey rail on the outside of the ring from behind, Izzys head connects with the saftey rail.]
Roberts: Oh my goodness ! Izzy just went head first into the guard rail !
Travis: I'd be suprised if that didn't leave him with a concussion !
[Decca turns around and charges Mike C who is standing in the center of the ring. Decca goes for a big boot, but Mike C side steps it and gut kicks Decca. Decca hunches over in pain and Mike C grabs his head and both arms and hits a double arm DDT.]
Travis: Huge double arm DDT by Mike C ! Can he capitalize on it ?
[Mike C covers Decca and Mahoney drops down and begins to count, One... Two... Decca kicks out. Mike C rises up in fury and begins to mouth out some foul words. He lifts Decca up and puts him in a firemans carry position and delivers a nasty death valley driver. He covers Decca once more, One... Two... Decca kicks out again and Mike C rolls over and begins to throw a fit.]
Roberts: Looks like Decca has some fight left in him, He's one tough son of a gun !
[Izzys up and rolls back into the ring. Mike C notices him and stomps on his hand, He lifts Izzy up and kicks him in the gut, Izzy comes back though with a sharp right jab to the jaw of Mike C. Mike C steps back and Izzy runs at him and delivers a short arm clothesline. Mike C hits the mat. Izzy picks him up and delivers a seated piledriver that folds Mike C up like a chair.]
Travis: Big seated piledriver by Izzy Inzane !
Roberts: Devastating move !
[Izzy stands up and looks over at Mahoney. Izzy motions at the belt which is setting outside of the ring by Toni Frost at the timekeepers table and mouths the words, "That's my belt.", Mahoney smirks and mouths, "I got it don't I ?". Izzy turns back around in anger and begins to repeatedly stomp Mike C on the chest. Decca has rose to his feet and is stumbling toward Izzy, Izzy quickly turns toward Decca and goes for a superkick but Decca grabs his foot and pulls Izzy toward him, and hits a belly to belly suplex. Decca sees his opportunity and goes for the cover. Mahoney drops down and begins to count. One... Two... Izzy gets his shoulder up. Mike C is up, and grabs Decca by his hair and rakes his eyes and then hits the Strefton End. Deccas face bounces off the mat like a basketball. Mike C doesn't go for the pin, he simply rolls Decca out of the ring and focueses on Izzy, He walks over to Izzy, But Izzy rises up quickly kicks Mike C in the gut and DDTs him.]
Travis: Oh Lord ! Another sharp DDT !
[Izzy doesn't go for the pin, He picks Mike C up and delivers his signature spinning wheel kick. Mike C hits the ground. Izzy gets up and starts to taunt his two opponents. Izzy climbs up the turnbuckle and starts to measure up Mike C, He jumps off and connects with a HUGE senton bomb. Izzy rolls over to his feet and is looking down at Mike C, He turns around to look and is met by a stiff front kick to the face by, Mike Mahoney!! Izzy falls straight back on Mike C, unconsciously, and Mike Mahoney jumps down and begins to count. One... Two... Three. Izzy gets the win.]
Travis: Did you see that !? Mahoney kicked Izzy in the face and he fell straight back onto Mike C for the win !
Roberts: Was he trying to help Izzy win? Or was that an accident?
[Mike Mahoney is grinning as Izzy’s music plays and he stands over the fallen warriors who all tried to earn the right to his title. He takes his referee shirt off and throws it on the ground in disgust as Toni Frost enters the ring with the USPW Television Championship and poses with her man. Mike Mahoney seems overly confident as “Love the Way You Lie” plays over the P.A.]
Johnny: Mischoff came to congratulate Izzy Inzane! Too bad he’s unconscious!
Roberts: Ohh, this just keeps getting better.
[Mischoff comes out from the back smiling and clapping and pointing at his million dollar prize, The MMA Machine and his ring girl. Mike Mahoney is back in the ring, he kicks Andrew Savage out, he kicks Decca out, then kicks Izzy out, underneath the bottom rope and to the cold unforgiving floor below. Mischoff speaks as the crowd boos.]
Mischoff: You know, I put a lot of thought into this match of yours tonight Mahoney. I mean, you gotta defend your belt against someone. I was thinking Stardust, but that guy is old news. Maybe Troy Franklin? Ohh wait, he is on medical leave after nearly being killed last week in a US title match. How about…
[Mischoff points in the ring.]
Mischoff: This guy… This disgrace, the former champion: Mike C! Yeah, a former World Champ a former US Champ, hey, here’s this guy’s chance for the TRIPLE CROWN!! RING THE DAMN BELL, ref!!
TV Title Match
"Classy" Mike C vs. Mike Mahoney (c)
"Classy" Mike C vs. Mike Mahoney (c)
[The referee calls for the bell, but “Classy” Mike C doesn’t look thrilled. He’s breathing heavy and he just got his ass kicked in the four way match. Mike Mahoney cracks his knuckles and grins as Toni Frost delivers a good luck kiss.]
Travis: Ohh man, Mike C hasn’t been in top form lately, can he win this match?
Johnny: Against Mike Mahoney? He doesn’t stand a chance!
Roberts: Well this isn’t right!! Mike C just had a match!
[Mike Mahoney charges towards the ring at Mike C, and Mike C hopes to counter, but he can’t as Mike Mahoney is just too fresh, and he tackles him with an almost Lou Thesz Press like take down, and mounts him for the punches. Mike Mahoney delivers a flurry of fists to Mike C’s face.]
Johnny: Ohh beautiful takedown!! Mike C should have worked on his takedown defense this week!
Travis: That Thesz Press is so vicious, but the punches from Mike Mahoney are designed with intent to hurt! It doesn’t look sloppy like Stone Cold Steve Austin’s version, this is just brutal punches to the head and face!!
Roberts: Mike C doesn’t look so good!!
[Mike Mahoney delivers punch after punch after punch after punch, right, left, right, left… It doesn’t stop and Mike C is defenseless. He is cut open in several spots, and mercifully he taps out to the punches, and the referee pulls Mahoney off of Classy Mike.]
Johnny: He’s tapping out!!
[Mike C is a bloody mess on the mat, and Mike Mahoney is already celebrating and taunting the crowd as Toni Frost re-enters the ring, jumping for joy and celebrating!]
Johnny: A true champ! His list of victims is growing!
Roberts: What an outrage, those punches could have killed Mike C!
Mike Cardella: The winner of the match, via submission and STILLLLL USPW Television Champion!! MIIIIIKE!!! MAHONEY!!!!
[However the celebration doesn’t last long as Izzy Inzane renters the ring after winning the earlier match, and he gets in Mike’s face, standing tall and proud. Mike Mahoney has his TV title slung over his shoulder and the two of them are engaged in tight eye contact. Izzy mouths some words to Mahoney and Mahoney steps nose to nose with Izzy. Now face to face the men start to exchange unfriendly words.]
Travis: Things are getting heated in the ring ! Mahoney and Izzy are face to face!
Johnny: I think we may see a brawl!
Travis: After the way things turned out last week I wouldn't be surprised!
Johnny: Go ahead, Fight!
Roberts: Shut up Vendetta, These guys don't want to face the boss for starting a full on fist fight in the middle of the ring.
[As the Izzy and Mahoney stand exchanging words in the center of the ring, Mahoney pushes Izzy and Izzy returns the favor. The two men then start a full on fist fight. The fight unleashes in the ring as security, and the whole lockeroom pours out from the backstage to try and stop the fight. Security try to break them up but it's not enough the men continue to throw rapid punches until the superstars get in the ring. Phantom, Magnum, and Predator pull Izzy away while AJ, Matt Hawk, and a few security guys pull Mahoney away. Even though they've been separated the two men are still trying to go after one another. But all of a sudden, "I Love the way you lie" hits the PA system and out onto the top of the entrance ramp steps CEO Cloe and Mr.Mischoff. Both with Microphones in their hands.]
Mr. Mischoff: Stop this non-sense right now. You two are better than this and if this continues then you two will both be punished accordingly, do you understand me !?
[The two men are still bull rushing at one another.]
Mr. Mischoff: STOP THIS NON-SENSE RIGHT NOW!
[The commotion in the ring stops suddenly and everyone’s eyes go straight to Mischoff and Cloe at the top of the ramp. After his yelling fit, Mischoff adjust his collar and looks over at Cloe.]
Mr. Mischoff: I believe you had something to address Cloe.
[Cloe nods her head. The crowd cheers.]
CEO Cloe: I'm out here so I can address the winner of the four way contender match. Which is, Izzy Inzane.
[Cloe points to Izzy who is still being held back.]
CEO Cloe: He's won the right to make the stipulation for his match at Hell Frozen Over, and Izzy if you would I'd like you to make your decision and let the whole world know right now if you will, and of course we will have an official contract signing, next week on Freedom!
[Phantom reaches out of the ring and grabs a microphone and hands it to Izzy. Cloe nods her head toward Izzy. Izzy looks over and meets Mahoney’s eyes; they're both engaged in eye contact once more. Izzy raises the microphone to his mouth to speak.]
Izzy Inzane: Let's see... I think at Hell Frozen Over I'd like to whoop Mike Mahoney’s ass all over the arena, so I want it to be a LAST MAN STANDING MATCH!
[The crowd erupts and every superstar in the ring has the expression on their faces that says, "Holy Shit", Izzy is released from his restraining superstars and they return to the locker rooms together as AJ, Predator, and Mike Mahoney are all in the ring leaving one by one.]
Roberts: So we’ll have a contract signing next week between Izzy and Mahoney? That’s gonna end well!
Travis: I’m sure! Just as well as these commercials! Stay tuned folks…
Stardust Announcement
[No music plays over the PA System as Stardust walks out. Not dressed to wrestle. Not even dressed in a suit and tie. He has no smile on his face and he does not seem quite all that fan friendly. He gets down to the ring, gets in, gets a mic and speaks.]
Stardust: I want to make this short and sweet. Grave Digger, you are preventing me from retiring. It was supposed to happen last week. Now, we have to go all the way to Hell Frozen Over. In my hometown of Green Bay, Wisconsin!
[Fans kind of roar with a cheap pop.]
Stardust: And our little spat? Will end the way it started. You and me in that ring. Do you know the match it was supposed to be? Two out of Three Falls. Fall one. Standard Match. Fall two. Falls count anywhere Match and if need be? Fall Three a dumpster match. Yes, I know it's my last match and I wanted it to be a classic straight up wrestling match. But YOU! You Grave Digger are forcing me to end it the only way it started. See you in Green Bay, old friend.
[Stardust leaves the ring and heads towards the back, but every light in the arena shifts to a deep red color.]
Roberts: Man I got goosebumps.
[On the entrance ramp Stardust is stopped by Grave Digger and they have an intense stare down. Neither men making a move, just locked eye to eye, face to face.]
Travis: So the legend retires, at Hell Frozen Over, in a 2 out of 3 falls match! Intense!
No DQ Match
The Predator vs Matt Hawk
The Predator vs Matt Hawk
Roberts: You know a match is good when you don’t need fancy championships, briefcases, trophies, ladders or any of these modern age gimmicks to put on a show.
Travis: That’s right, just a one on one anything goes contest between two men who are really starting to become a thorn in each other’s sides.
“You knew that I was coming cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm a move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes”
[The Daddy walks out as Devil Without a Cause continues to play. When he reaches the ring he walks all the way around the ring pointing at the crowd before climbing up the steps. Once in the ring The Daddy climbs up to the second turnbuckle points to the crowd strikes a poise. Then he walks to the center of the ring.]
Johnny: Watch out guys, Matt Hawk has been on a roll here!
Travis: He certainly doesn’t know how to lose!
[Fort Minor’s “Remember the Name” plays as Predator makes himself seen, he walks halfway down the ramp. He smiles wide, looking around at the audience. Closing his eyes, and breathing in deep, he raises his arms slowly, and basks in the adoration of the crowd. Fireworks on the sides of the ramps go off as soon as this happens. He walks to the ring, gets on the turnbuckle, and raises his fist to the crowd, pointing at any young fan he can see. He removes any shirt or apparel he may be wearing, tosses it into the crowd, and waits for action.]
Roberts: This is going to be insane! I hope you all got your popcorn ready.
[The Predator and Hawk meet in the center of the ring, both their faces steeled with intensity as the referee gives instructions. Matt Hawk interrupts the referee with a snarl of “No help for you tonight.” The Predator responds with a snide “Won't need any.” The referee calls for the bell, and this one is getting under way.]
Johnny: These guys are talking trash, I love it!
[Hawk is jawing, pointing at the Predator and shouting, but the crowd is now so fired up the specific words cannot be heard. Predator puts his game face on, and charges Hawk. The two wrestlers collide like dueling rams, the impact audible like a baseball bat against a perfect pitch, and they immediately begin jockeying for position in the clinch. They detach, either man unable to get their edge, and glare. They stride forward to meet again, but Hawk is ready, as he meets Predator's eyes with his fingers, and follows the cagey trick and a sledgehammer right hand the drives the Predator to his knees.]
Roberts: Ohh man, and a cheap shot from Matt Hawk.
Johnny: I think you need glasses, Tom.
[Hawk is far too experienced and crafty to let the opening slide, and he is on the Predator like a moth on flame, bludgeoning the bigger man with repeated right hand bombs. The beating maneuvers over to the ropes, where Hawk attempts an irish whip, but he's reversed! The Predator ducks down to prepare a back drop, but Hawk halts himself with the ropes he is slung into, and meets the big man's duck with a sharp punt to the face! As The Predator reels and spins, Hawk grabs a full nelson! Face Lift?! No, Predator breaks free, and as a parting shot, lands a powerful left jab square to Hawk's face as they break. They are, again, glaring daggers at each other across the ring.]
Travis: Are you getting goosebumps? I am!
Johnny: Hawk is so experienced, so seasoned. You can't wrestle him and expect all the standard tricks to work. He operates at too high a level.
Roberts: The Predator better step up his game; He's getting played with right now!
[Hawk lifts two fingers, barely spaced apart, and mouths “This close.” Predator shrugs non-nonchalantly, and charges! The two men tie-up, but it is Predator who bulls Hawk into the corner! Hawk reverses, and goes for another punch, but he is blocked! Predator lands a big right hand! And another! And another! He throws Matt Hawk back into the corner! Another big right hand! To the body this time! And a massive European Uppercut! The Predator is mauling Matt Hawk in the corner!]
Johnny: And that is just what the Predator needs to do, use that size and that power to manhandle his way into this match.
Roberts: Hawk copping a beating in the corner, can't get out!
[The Predator continues his onslaught with a few more big blows, and drags Hawk along the ropes before whipping him again. He goes for a big clothesline, but Hawk ducks it, and slides behind! He's going for another Face Lift?! Predator breaks out! He knees Hawk in the gut, and grabs a front headlock! He's going for the Final Glory! Hawk breaks free, and reverses to a rear bodylock! Slides his hands up for another full nelson! The Predator breaks free again, and elbows Hawk HARD to the face. He's going for the Final Glory again! He's got him up...No, Hawk writhes free and flees the engagement panting. Predator grins, gives Matt and thumbs up, and says, “This close.”]
Travis: What a display of wrestling skill that was! Both men came within moments of hitting their finishers and ending this match!
Roberts: The Predator showing he's no slouch in the area of skill and guile; He outwrestled Hawk in that exchange.
Johnny: Both men have shown the other that this is not a match they are interested in playing around in; They are going to deliver the big guns the second the opportunity exists.
[Both men charge one another, but Hawk leads with his elbow, and cold-cocks the Predator to the floor. He hauls him up, and starts drilling him, again, with big punches, driving him from one corner to the other. He reaches back for a huge shot, but Predator lashes out with his foot and catches Hawk right in the cup! Hawk staggers out of the corner clutching his groin, and is hit with a huge spear! The Predator gets to work with stomps on his downed opponent!]
Roberts: We've seen the Predator willing to get dirty and fudge the rules before, and he wastes little time taking advantage of the No DQ stipulation in this match.
[Hawk struggles to his feet, and is dropped immediately by winging right hook. The Predator is looking down at him, an uncharacteristic intensity and fury marking his features. He lifts Hawk up! Front headlock again! Hawk rakes the eyes, and the Predator cries out in pain and releases him. Toe kick to the gut by Hawk, and he spins around back! He's attempting another Face Lift! But Predator breaks free once again and spins around with a backfist for company, a wet thunk made as it cracks Matt Hawk across the jaw. Hawk staggers back to the ropes...And the Predator clotheslines him right over to the outside!]
Travis: Matt Hawk HAS to avoid a brawl with the big man in the early goings here...There is just too much strength to deal with! Wear him down first!
Johnny: They've left the ring in a No DQ match. I give it 5 minutes till we see the chair.
[The Predator exits the ring as Hawk is attempting to help himself up using the crowd barrier. He charges Matt like a rhino...And Hawk counters, whipping the Predator into the barricade! He collapses to the ground, clutching his back! Hawk hits him again, a modified shoulder tackle that knocks Predator THROUGH the crowd barrier and into the audience!]
Roberts: Matt Hawk, showing some power of his own!
Johnny: Predator is gonna get broken in half if he doesn't act quick!
[The Predator tries to get up, clutching the small of his back. Hawk grabs him by the hair, another crowd barrier between them. He takes a front headlock! WOW! He suplexes Predator out of the crowd and into the ringpost! The crowd goes crazy, and the Predator is not moving!]
Travis: Oh wow! I think that dented the post!
[Hawk throws the Predator back into the ring. He forces the Predator's prone form into the ropes, and begins to choke the big man viciously with them! After an uncomfortable, brutal 30 or 40 seconds, he releases the choke...And springboards up off the bottom rope, bringing his elbow down into the small of the Predator's back! And a knee drop! AND a leg drop! Predator cries out in pain, louder with each move!]
Johnny: Hawk is taking the big man's base away by wrecking his back. Good strategy, just brutal!
[He hauls the Predator to his feet, and whips him hard into the corner, where he sags. Hawk motions to the crowd, whipping them up! He turns and charges the Predator, but runs right into an elbow! Predator lurches out of the corner with a big toe kick to the gut, and goes for the Final Glory! But Hawk drops to his knees and drills the Predator with a huge lowblow! He spears the Predator back into the corner, and turns him around! He goes for the Face Lift, but can't quite get control, and settles for a big knee to Predator's spine instead.]
Travis: These two guys brawling like it's personal...And it probably is.
[Hawk delivers a few shoulder blocks to the Predator's lower back, and whips him VIOLENTLY into the opposite corner, where the Predator impacts with a thud, and slides to the ground clutching his back. The Predator crawls to the outside to find sanctuary...And is hit with a baseball slide from Hawk! Hawk hauls him up...And suplexes him THROUGH the Spanish announce table! He slides back into the ring to await the count!]
Roberts: Hawk just blasted the Predator through a table...Probably figures he can no longer walk, and thinks its a better idea to wait in the ring for the victory.
[It is not to be. The crowd chants Predator as he wills himself back into the ring by the count of 9, and Hawk renews his onslaught with stomps. Predator stands up, and fires back! He's getting the better of it, and is driving Hawk back with pure, powerful punching! He leaves a staggering Hawk in the center of the ring, and runs the ropes...But is intercepted by Hawk, who lifts him up and over with a belly to belly suplex! He covers! 1...2...Predator kicks out!]
Johnny: Matt Hawk backing up a lot of that talk right now. Predator is putting in a credible performance, particularly in the area of durability, but Hawk looks to be on another level.
[Hawk stands the Predator up, and whips him hard into the corner...But Predator charges out, and nearly decapitates Hawk with a huge clothesline!]
Roberts: Spoke too soon!
[Predator waits for Hawk to get to his feet, and starts in with big punches, but Hawk halts his momentum with a a short knee to the groin. He detaches and runs to the ropes, whipping off them to try for a clothesline...But Predator catches him! And lifts him up! Drives Hawk down with a huge sideslam. Predator lets out a battle cry, and lets struggle to his feet, where he meets him like a train! He lifts him high up! Predator throws Matt Hawk right over the ropes!]
Johnny: Huge advantage for Predator, being that big and strong. He can turn a match around so fast.
Roberts: Hawk in trouble now!
[Predator follows him to the outside, and wastes no time whipping Hawk hard into the steel steps! He lips Hawks head up after he collapses, and drills him face first into the wrecked steps! He throws Hawk back into the ring and once he joins him, he whips Matt hard into the corner. After a massive collision, he staggers forward, and the Predator drives him off of his feet with a clothesline! The Predator slaps his chest several times, and lifts a staggered Hawk up! Spinebuster! The Predator hits a big spinebuster!]
Travis: In less than two minutes, the Predator completely reverses the tide of the match!
Johnny: Two all-time great former champions beating each other down tonight!
[The Predator motions to the crowd, signaling for the Final Glory! The crowd is in a frenzy! But wait...Revolution Begins" by Arch Enemy hits loud over the PA. Smoke begins to fill the entrance. The Predator freezes, and looks towards the entrance, a look of confusion, then determination etching his features.]
Roberts: The Idol?! What?!
[The Predator steels himself for another adversary...And Max Prophet nevers appears. His entrance has been triggered, but the Idol is nowhere to be seen. Predator is watching for him at the edge of the ring, his back to Matt Hawk, confusion and apprehension etched on his features. Hawk steadily rises, and finds the target of Predator's back too inviting to resist. He takes advantage and grabs the Full Nelson! Face Lift! It hits!]
Travis: Whoever triggered the Idol's entrance just screwed the Predator out of the match!
[Hawk goes to cover...But waits. He looks upset, then spits, and walks over to the corner. He waits!]
Roberts: Woah! It looks like Hawk doesn't want to win that way!
[The Predator slowly, but surely, regains some life and hauls himself to a standing position. He looks at Hawk, and puts his game face back on. He nods. Hawk snarls, and throws himself at the Predator... But he's hit with a huge shoulder block! Wait a second... Dale is running to the ring with a chair! Predator rushes out of the ring and stops him! Dale tries to hand the Predator a chair...And the Predator gets right in his face! “I don't want to win that way!” He screams. Dale begins shouting back, and we might have another brawl ringside!]
Vendetta: What the hell is going on here?!
[Predator gives Dale a hard shove, and Dale reaches back with the chair...And stops. Him and the Predator share a tense stare down, and Dale begins to back off. Predator attempts to return to the ring...But Matt Hawk has come out punching! The men are brawling on the entry ramp! Hawk drilling the Predator with big shots, points at Dale, and and hurls the Predator into a crowd barrier! The Predator retreats and attempts to roll into the ring, but Hawk is fresh on his tail! Hawk brutally clotheslines Predator into the floor!]
Travis: Wow, Dale came out to help the Predator by providing him with a weapon! This is No DQ!
Johnny: Yeah, but he made the mistake of doing the honorable thing, like Hawk did. Now he's copping ANOTHER ass whupping because of outside interference!
[The Predator climbs up to his feet using the ropes, but Hawk grabs the full nelson! He spins the Predator to face the crowd...But Dale pulls on his leg, hard, from ringside! Hawk releases the lock, and turns, fuming! Dale lifts his arms sarcastically, the class “I didn't do it pose!”. Hawk curses, turns around...And runs into a flying knee to the gut by the Predator! The Predator drops an elbow to the spine! Front headlock! The Predator delivers the Final Glory! He covers! 1...2...3! The crowd goes wild.]
Johnny: Predator did it what a win!!
Travis: But Predator doesn't look happy! He's storming off to the back, we'll catch up with him when we return from commercial break!
[We see the door to Mr. Mischoff's office being knocked on with tremendous force. The GM answers the door, and immediately looks up at a disheveled and disgruntled Predator, his eyes alight with a fire that he has rarely demonstrated to date in his comeback.]
Mischoff: Woah, there, big guy, take it easy! What's gotten into you?!
Predator: I got screwed out of my fair victory TWICE. What the hell kind of show is being run here? I beat the guy once, your effects man dupes me with an entrance theme, and some crackpot from backstage takes Hawk's attention right before I deliver the Final Glory. TWICE I had the match won, and TWICE your employees hand fed that cocky prick more excuses!
Mischoff: Now, big guy, look at it rationally...No DQ match, stuff like that happens...You won the match, its done, just...
Predator: Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth? I won but I didn't get to beat him! No DQ means bashing his face in with a chair, not having some random hater butt his nose into my match! Beating Matt Hawk was supposed to belong to ME! I don't want to share that accomplishment with anybody else. Book him and me in a rematch next week.
Mischoff: Pred, it's not that simple, I've already booked you with the Gravedigger next week, Hawk's got a match, let's just move...
[Predator grabs the GM by the lapel, firmly, and pulls him closer, his eyes like daggers]
Predator: Do not tell me to move on. My victory was stolen from me. If you don't want to book a great rematch, fine. I'll let YOU deal with the ramifications of that. I'll take out all this, aggression on the Gravedigger next week. And then, you and I are gonna have this conversation again!
[He stalks off. Mischoff looks after him and exhales, adjusting his suit. Johnny and Lana cross the frame meekly, as if following a rampaging animal at a safe distance.]
Mischoff:This is why I deserve my salary. God damn.
Roberts: Boy, what luck! Stay tuned for the main event folks!
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