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We
open up immediately with two EMT?s kneeling next to a hurt woman.
She?s flashing in and out of consciousness, mumbling incoherently
for something or someone. Eryk
Masters: And we?re live,
where it appears a woman is hurt. Boy
we do open up nicely tonight. Dutch
Harris: She?s being tended
to by the EMT?s but the camera angles won?t let us see just who it is
yet. A
few wrestlers begin to gather near, talking amongst themselves.
Among them? Del Carver and Dave Marz. Dave
Marz: Isn?t that, Bellona? Del
Carver: Hades? girl? Yeah, I think so. Eryk
Masters: Well thanks to the
Mason/Dixon Express we don?t need the camera angle.
The girl you?re seeing is none other than Hades? wife, Bellona
Janus. Just
as that is said, Hades comes running down the hall screaming.
He slides on his knees at her side.
He looks her up and down, seeing that she was out of it almost
completely. A little bit of
blood drizzling from her nose. Hades:
What?s wrong with her? What
happened?!?! Dutch
Harris: A little bit more
caring for his wife than there should be from a man rumored to only care
for money. Eryk
Masters: Aint that the truth. The
EMT shakes his head, not knowing what he can really say without some kind
of testing. Hades in response
grabs him by the collar and pulls him near. Hades:
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with her!!!
Please. He
burst into tears right there, at her side, when she pulled him close for a
hug. She needed it. Badly. Eryk
Masters: Whoa there.
Hades is crying. That?s
weird. Dutch
Harris: Yeah, it is. But he needs to let the EMT?s do their job and get Bellona
to the hospital. They can do
good for her there. EMT:
She probably has a concussion and she did get her nose bloodied so
that?s really all I know without further testing.
I?m sorry, sir. Hades:
You give her the best care, ok?
?Cuz if you don?t, I swear I?ll? Hades
just sighs and changes focus from the EMT to Bellona, looking in her eyes
with a loving yet hurt smile. A
smile meant to comfort her but knew it would probably do nothing. Eryk
Masters: I feel ba? Hades:
Who did this to you, baby? She
tries to speak but at first nothing comes out. Bellona:
Cr.. Cr.. Dutch
Harris: Uh oh, he?s on his
way to the entrance way area. That
was all she could get out before passing out.
And Hades stood right up, knowing exactly who did it.
He looks from her to the EMT?s beginning to take her away to the
nearest hospital, to Del Carver and Dave Marz with their sympathy
countenances and storms off in direction of the gorilla press area. Moments
later, Hades is on his way down the ramp eyes dead center on the ring; a
mix of lost and upset. His
theme music ?Imperium? by Machine Head hits up very late, just as he
hit?s the bottom of the ramp actually.
The fans around him notice a certain amount of wetness, trying to
dry under his eyes so for the first time since his arrival they don?t
know what to make of the man they call Hades. Dutch
Harris: Is it just me or do I
see drying tears on Hades? face? Eryk
Masters: I think you may be
right, Dutch. But after he
found out Bellona was attacked, I believe any man would have been crying.
Especially when that attack opened up the show. Hades
climbs the steel steps and enters the ring forcefully, the ropes shaking
violently. Hades is upset so
much that he literally rips the microphone from Samantha Coil?s hands. He goes to turn around but he stops himself, only to
apologize to Samantha then turn back around.
He glances from side to side, at the fans seated enjoying the
product thus far. Memories
coming back to him from long ago. Dutch
Harris: I don?t think Hades
really remembers how to do this or even knows how to, given the
circumstances. Hades
looks down, almost resigning himself completely from the situation.
His thoughts racing through his mind about what to say to the man
that did this and more importantly? what to do.
Then, suddenly as if an epiphany hit, he looks up to the entrance
way. Hades:
You know? I saw this coming.
I had a bad feeling a week ago and I was attacked.
I was attacked like a coward, with some ill begotten cryptic
message left up on the video screen for me to watch.
Last week I had an inkling as to who it was.
And now? now I know. Because
my beloved? Eryk
Masters: I?m amazed that
he?s breaking down in tears here, in front of everyone.
Hades is always so calm and collected.
An? Hades:
My beloved was attacked!!! By
someone you all KNOW! And
someone you hate. Someone
that has constantly tricked you at every turn.
So without any further adieu!!! CRONOS DIAMANTE? GET YOUR ASS OUT
HERE!!!! RIGHT NOW!!! Eryk
Masters: Oh MY God!!! Dutch
can you believe what we are hearing?
Did Hades just call out the Devil himself?!?
Did he just call out none other than Cronos Diamante himself?!? Dutch
Harris: It appears that he did Eryk.
I hope that Hades knows what he's doing. Cronos is one of the most
dangerous men in this sport. He's not one to take kindly to someone
calling him out. Hades seems to be thinking with his heart more than his
head right now. Especially if he really IS here.
That could spell trouble when talking about someone like Cronos
Diamante. Hades:
I said right now, Cronos!!! I
know you?re back there. DO
NOT make me come back the? The
lights in the arena go out. The fans begin to stir, flash bulbs going off
give one just enough light to see a determined Hades still staring towards
the entrance. Eryk
Masters: It looks like Hades is going to get his wish. Cronos may be on
his way to the ring right now. May
God have? ?GO
ON! GO ON! LEAVE ME BREATHLESS!!? In
his locker room Jonny Johnson pauses momentarily to look at a monitor. The
look on his face as well as the mood in the arena is summed up quickly by
the quick witted Eryk Masters. Eryk
Masters: What the hell? Who's
playing this music? Haven't heard this since the breakup of The Beautiful
People. Before
he can continue a spot light illuminates the ramp entrance bathing a
figure in light. A hush falls over the arena even as The Corrs
"Breathless" continues to play. Voice:
Well I'm not Cronos, but will I do? The
fans in the arena aren't quite sure how to react. Some cheer, some boo,
most sit stunned as one Christopher Davis makes his way down the ramp
towards the ring. Hades stands confused in the center of the ring as the
former SHOOT Project World Champion makes his way. Eryk
Masters: CHRISTOPHER DAVIS! OH? MY? GOD, THAT?S CHRISTOPHER DAVIS!!!
He's only been seen once in the past couple of months. W..why..is he here? Dutch
Harris can only shrug his shoulders and watch on as Davis steps through
the ropes and walks to the center of the ring to stand face to face with
Hades. Hades stares into
Davis? eyes with his ?stare a hole right through you? look on his
face. It doesn?t seem to affect Davis, however.
And Hades takes a look past him, seeing if this was some sort of
misdirection tactic Cronos was using against him.
When he realizes it?s not? Hades:
Who the fuck are you? I
want the man that attacked my wife and YOU, whoever the fuck you are, are
not him. So would you kindly
just? leave? Dutch
Harris: He doesn?t know who
Christopher Davis is? Come
on!!! Hades says he did his
research, how can he not know who, what some say, is the last legit
Champion? Hades
turns to walk over near the turnbuckle whilst a smile comes across the
face of one Christopher Davis. He raises his right hand, causing Hades to
turn around and go on the defensive immediately. Davis only smiles broader
as he takes his right hand and begins rubbing the back of his neck. Hades
stands confused and a bit irritated. Soon though his eyes widen as Davis
stops rubbing the back of his neck and shows Hades his hand. Eryk
Masters: What is Davis
rubbing off the back of his neck? Hades:
Wha? why? was it? Hades
takes three backward steps until he rests against the ropes, staring at
Christopher Davis as if he?s starting to put pieces together that he
doesn?t want to put together or didn?t know existed.
Hades tries to talk. Hades:
? Eryk
Masters: I?ve never seen
Hades this uncollected. Davis
has complete control over him right now, he?s been devastated and Davis
hasn?t even attacked him. Why? Hades
can?t talk. He stays where
he is, looking at Davis. Putting
the next move in his hands without even going on the offensive right back.
Chris looks at Hades standing against the ropes. A smirk comes
across his face. Christopher
Davis: R-E-S-P-E-C-T...find out what the fuck it means to me!
It's ironic that you greet me like that Hades. With ZERO respect,
because that is EXACTLY why I'm standing here in your face right now. This
is what it's all about....RESPECT! The
FUCKING respect that I, Christopher Davis, have earned. See it's not so
much that you disrespected me when I walked out here. Hell, you're
distraught, that's to be expected. No..no..see the respect I'm talking
about doesn't even have anything with you per se. Dutch
Harris: This is about to get
interesting folks. Davis is
back and if I could be the one to draw the conclusion, I think he attacked
Bellona. And Hades doesn?t know why. Eryk
Masters: Well neither do I. If it has nothing to do with him, then why is Davis back and
attacking Hades? They have no
connection. Dutch
Harris: That?s what has
Hades so down and out. He was
holding onto Cronos attacking her, he had it all figured out.
But it?s not him. It?s
someone he doesn?t know and he?s not ready or prepared. Christopher
Davis: As a matter of fact,
if it's any consolation...it wasn't supposed to be you. Hades
takes a couple steps forward, somewhat out of gaining his composure back
mixed with the mere presence of Christopher Davis, but mostly out of
wanting to know what the fuck he was talking about. Hades:
Christopher Davis, I?d say nice to meet you under better
circumstances. But for now
I?d like to know why you?re out here.
Talking about how it has nothing to do with me and it wasn?t
supposed to be me. Hades?
suddenly puts two and two together, his face burns up red and he takes two
steps back into Davis? face. He
stares a hole through Davis yet again before he speaks. Hades:
Is that why it was my wife? Is
that why? Hades
waits for an answer and when he doesn?t get one, he continues on. Hades:
She did nothing! And come to think of it.
Cr? is just a ?cr? sound.
Chris Davis sounds just like Cronos in the beginning. And she hinted toward that before she passed out from the
pain earlier. So why, Davis?
Why?d you do it? ANSWER ME WHY! Eryk
Masters: And it?s on. We?re off to the races, fans.
I don?t see this turning out well for Hades in the end, either.
Davis is going to win this. Dutch
Harris: Neither do I, Eryk. He?s
out-classed in that ring right now. By
far. And I think he knows
that, otherwise he?d have attacked Davis by now.
Don?t quote me on that, though. Christopher
Davis takes a deep breath and exhales. He then does the unthinkable, he
turns his back on Hades. Eryk
Masters: Can you believe that Davis just turned his back on Hades? How can
he do that? Dutch
Harris: The man is a former world champion, that's how. Davis
begins to pace around the ring now. Hades
quite upset that Davis has turned his back on him and ignored his
question. Christopher
Davis: See, here's the thing kid. I didn't know you from Adam a few weeks
ago. Hell I was done with shit. No more traveling, no more blood
spilling...nothing. I was out! I
was sitting there helping my son deal with losing his mother a couple
months ago. SHOOT was the LAST thing on my mind. Sure I showed up at that
hospital to see Kenshin, but I consider him a friend and I was concerned
you know. So I did what I did. I
was happy with my new life. Wrestling was over. Just me and the kid you
know. Davis
turns back towards Hades. Staring
him directly in the eyes. Christopher
Davis: But one day that changed. Eryk
Masters: We?re getting down
to something now. Davis
takes one step then continues on with speaking.
Hades? anger growing at Davis, seeing as how he seems to be
taking him on a dead end ride. Dutch
Harris: We may be, but Hades
is growing even more upset as the minutes pass.
That can?t be good for either Davis or Hades. Christopher
Davis: One day me and the kid
are watching Dragon Ball GT and there's a knock on the door. I answer it
and this guy is standing there. I don't know who he is and quite frankly I
don't care to know. This guy
introduces himself, says his name is Gideon. Again I could care less. He
starts telling me he's from SHOOT and starts asking me all these questions
about Jun Kenshin. Now two things are happening while he's asking me these
questions. First, my kid here's SHOOT and freaks. He's calm while Gideon
is there, but as soon as he leaves I get it both barrels. Eryk
Masters: You mean to tell me,
Hades? nephew AJ Gideon started all of this in motion.
He is responsible for the attacks on Hades and Bellona? "Dad
you can't leave me..." Dutch
Harris: It appears that way,
Eryk. But you gotta wonder
something. Did he really go
to Davis with the intention of finding information on Kenshin or did he
really do it knowing full well Davis might react this way? "Please
don't go..." Eryk
Masters: That?s a good
question. Either way,
though?. Davis is here. He?s
attacked Hades, he?s attacked Bellona? is this over after this show
down or are we just getting started? I'm
sitting there with my son in my arms and he's shaking like crazy just
because this fool shows up at my door talking about the SHOOT project. Now
that fact alone would be MORE than enough for me to take his head off.
But, like I said...TWO things set this in motion. Davis
stares directly into the face of Hades, rage in his eyes.
Hades? not breaking the stare for one moment. Christopher
Davis: Do I FUCKING look like information?!?
Do I FUCKING have 411 tattooed on my forehead?!?
As Gideon is talking to me that day I'm thinking "Who the fuck
does this man think he's talking to?"
So you add that to my kid freaking and guess what? Someone's gonna
get hurt. Dutch
Harris: It?s not over,
Eryk. Christopher
Davis: You DO NOT disrupt my
life like that! You DO NOT disrespect me like that! I wanted to be left
the fuck alone! If I wanted to be in SHOOT I would be back in SHOOT
putting my foot up the Real Deal's ass and getting my title back!
But I'm not because I wanted to be out!
But your boy Gideon (smirks) He pulled me the fuck back in and
you...well you gotta pay for it! Yeah see, I did my research, found out
what I could on Gideon. Surprise...you came up quite often. Then I realize
that good ole Gideon has Kenshin to deal with so he's got a lot on his
plate right now and I wouldn't step on my friend?s toes like that. So
the next best thing was... Eryk
Masters: Cake? Dutch
Harris: Shut up, Eryk. Christopher
Davis: ..you! Hades
is almost at his breaking point as Davis speaks his next sentence. Christopher
Davis: And for the record...the wife...well that was just to prove a
theory. Hades
is furious. He?s in a
silent rage and the fans watch on as his arms light up, his neck lights
up, his face lights up all in bright red? he?s utterly pissed. Hades:
So let me? Hades
has to stop, his whole body shaking from how pissed he is.
His mouth quivering. Hades:
Let me get this straight. You
come back to the SHOOT Project because my nephew asked you for SOME
INFORMATION!?!?! I could care
less about your boy, Davis. Kids don?t think on the same level as an adult!
YOU are one. Or at least I?m giving you credit for being one. He
pauses, seeing Davis get a bit offended to what Hades just said. Hades:
So you attack me, you attack my wife, to get at me because my
nephew is ?busy?. I?m
the one you attack. And my
wife? my wife is just to prove a theory?
A THEORY YOU PIECE OF SHIT!?!? Hades
is barely holding it together, he looks down to the mat with a million
thoughts racing through his mind at the moment.
Thoughts ranging from what to do, to Bellona, to Gideon, to Davis
and his kid. Christopher
Davis: Maybe I'm not making myself clear here Hades. See the problem is
that people don't come to me for...information. People do not come into my
retirement and start asking me questions about friends or enemies for that
matter. Whatever your nephew was looking for didn't have a damn thing to
do with me. I just
wanted to be left the fuck alone. I..I was just getting to the fucking
point where I could smile again after...
And this BASTARD comes into my life...my fucking happiness...for
INFORMATION like I'm NOBODY. Like I didn't carry SHOOT on my back for
months. Like I'm some fucking curtain jerk bastard.
NO...no...unacceptable. SOMEONE had to pay!
Odd thing is...you were perfect. I mean, hell, jump you, beat you
down. I actually felt better after I finished. I was just about ready to
return to my life, but then I saw something..something intriguing.
You had that look...that look that I used to have. See I saw her
when she came to help you. I saw how she loo ked at you. I saw how you
looked at her. Love...there it was...true love. Just
like... Davis
pauses. Christopher
Davis: I just wondered kid, I
just had to know. And you reacted just like I thought you might. I'm going
to give you some advice before I go away kid. Love and this business don't
mix. Get that shit out of your heart kid or each and every time someone
goes after her you're going to be like this. Anyone else would have
already commenced to trying to take me out, but that fucking love you feel
in your heart (shrugs and scoffs) that shit is causing you to be weak.
Chris
crouches down in an attempt to look Hades in the eye. Eryk
Masters: This is about to get
ugly. There is no way in hell
this ends without violence. Hades
is trying his best to hold it together. Dutch
Harris: I?m surprised Davis
hasn?t attacked again, Eryk. Look
at what he?s saying here. Someone
had to pay. So why not more? Why not end it here and now?
I don?t understand it. Eryk
Masters: Maybe he needed to
exact revenge and now he?s going back to retirement?
What if that is his aim? Dutch
is silent as Davis continues on. Christopher
Davis: Look at you man, a simple attack and you're a wreck. What would
have happened if it had been serious? Get rid of that love shit kid...it's
gonna get you hurt...real bad. Chris
stands up. Christopher
Davis: Consider that a little free advice kid. No need to thank me. Chris
looks at his watch, he turns to leave the ring. Christopher
Davis: And as far as I'm concerned kid, this is over.
Tell Gideon...hell tell everyone. Christopher Davis is retired and
wants to be left the fuck alone...okay! Show some respect. Eryk
Masters: I was right! Dutch
Harris: Yes, you were. But look at Hades? Hades
stands up straight, hot oil pumping through his veins.
With Davis? back turned and him walking toward the exit of the
ring, Hades brings the microphone to his lips and in a low, deadly
whisper? Hades:
This isn?t over, not by a long shot. Eryk
Masters: So it begins. Hades
drops the microphone and charges at Davis, but Davis simply steps to the
side and throws Hades over the top rope and head first into the
guardrails. Davis shakes his head and rolls his eyes. He then steps
through the ring ropes and looks down at Hades, who is trying to get up.
Davis takes a step back, aims?AND FIRES a boot to Hades? face! Laramie Wyoming is off the charts tonight, filled with an excitement never before felt in the western city. As the fans continue to buzz from what just went down moments ago, the cameras capture all of their reactions and the audio picks up their cheers. Soon a series of rapid blue and silver fireworks shoot up into the arena rafters, the usual opening display for Shut Up and Fight. The cameras finally come to rest on Eryk Masters and Dutch Harris at ring side. Dutch Harris: Folks if you just tuned in, this may look like the start of the show... but something happened that well, nobody really saw coming. Eryk Masters: Yeah and that something's name is Christopher Davis! Dutch Harris: A poor woman assaulted, Hades' woman to be exact, and we opened pre-maturely and live to find out that Christopher Davis was the reason... and a massive brawl was the result. Eryk Masters: If Hades knows any better he'll just let Chris Davis be. I know the man swore this isn't over, but if he's smart, he'll force himself to let it be over! Dutch Harris: So much emotion already to kick things off, but for my money, nothing is going to compare to tonight's main event. Del Carver and Vincent Mallows, one on one... finally. Eryk Masters: It doesn't get too much bigger than that on free television... but we've got a whole night to get to that moment, with plenty of action leading up to our main event!
Samantha
Coil: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for The SHOOT
Project Monday Night Title. Introducing the challenger, he hails from
Washington, DC. He stands at 6 feet 5 inches, weighing in at 300 pounds,
The Heartless Bastard GREYSON BLADE! ?Fear?
by Disturbed hits the speakers as Blade comes out to big time boos from
the crowd. Dutch
Harris: What a hell of a way to kick off Monday Night Shut up and fight.
The Anti-Christ is going for gold tonight. Samantha
Coil: And the Defending Monday Night champion. He stands at 5 feet 11
inches and weighs in at 202 pounds, The Durable One JOHN THOMAS! ?Hey
man nice shot? by Filter hits the speakers as Thomas comes out to a HUGE
pop from the Wyoming crowd. Thomas slaps a few hands outstretched as he
makes his way down the ring. Eryk
Masters: Thomas has been defending that Title against all comers and this
might be his toughest defense since winning it. Blade
and Thomas stand at each other. Blade looks down at the smaller champion
but Thomas doesn?t back down. Blade shoves him off like ?get outta
here? but Thomas grabs the arm of Thomas and takes him down to the
ground with a hip toss takeover. Thomas drops the leg across the arm of
Blade who is a little surprised at the aggressiveness of the champion.
Thomas gets Blade up, Irish whip by Thomas as Blade bounces off the ropes.
Thomas goes for a dropkick but Blade hangs onto the ropes with both arms
as Thomas back hits hard. Blade drives the knee to the ribs of Thomas as
the crowd groans in pain along with Thomas. Blade grabs Thomas up and
drops him back down with a Side Suplex. Blade pounds away at the ribs of
Thomas with both hands as Thomas tries to block the assault. Blade rakes
the eyes but Thomas slowly gets back up as the two get back up. Thomas is
blinded but Blade grabs him by the torso and just DROPS him ribs first on
the ropes. Dutch
Harris: Both guys are very intense at the get-go of this match. Eryk
Masters: I think Blade might have underestimated the tenacity of Thomas
though. Just because Thomas is smaller doesn?t mean he will back down
from a fight. Blade
gets up and stomps at the ribs of Thomas. Blade raises his arm as the
crowd showers him with boos. Blade gets Thomas up and throws him to a
corner, Blade fires rapid fire shots to the rib area with rights and
lefts. Thomas tries to cover up but Blade is too strong. Thomas slumps
down in the corner as Blade now just drives the boot to the throat area of
Thomas as the referee Keith Scott admonishes Greyson Blade for the
cheating. Thomas clutches his throat as Blade raises his arms in a mock
show of innocence as Blade helps Thomas up only to slap him right in the
face. Thomas eyes go BIG as he starts to chop away at the chest of Blade
who backs away as the crowd roars with WOOOO with each chop. Thomas whips
Blade to the ropes and Thomas floors Blade with a leaping forearm. Thomas
quickly goes to the apron, hops on the ring ropes and drops the elbow to
the heart of The Grey One! 1?.2?..NO!
Dutch
Harris: Thomas connects with a beautiful springboard elbow. Eryk
Masters: That slap from Blade might have woke up Thomas as JT just fired
up. Thomas
gets Blade up, hammer lock by Thomas. Blade grabs Thomas by the hair with
his free arm as Blade tries to get Thomas off of him. Blade powers
backwards as Thomas gets squashed in the corner but Thomas hangs on
though. Thomas hops on to the 2nd turnbuckle as Blade turns
around clutching the arm, Thomas hops onto the shoulders of Blade and
connects with a leaping flying headscissors. Thomas follows that up by
dropping the elbow once and twice to the heart of Blade. Thomas hooks the
leg?1?2?.NO! Thomas grabs an arm of Blade and locks in the arm
breaker but Blade is too close to the ropes as Thomas only got the arm
breaker in for a few seconds. Thomas goes for the arm of Blade but Blade
pulls him and Blade levels him with a short arm clothesline. Blade gets
Thomas up and plants him with a swinging neck breaker as Blade drives the
forearm to the face of Thomas. Thomas legs wildly kick about as Blade
screams ?Your luck is about to run out.? Dutch
Harris: Well Thomas stubbornness to work the arm backfired him on that
one. Eryk
Masters: Blade is so thick and he is quick for a guy of his size. Azraith
coined him as the OutKast of the DIWF and he?s showing it tonight. Blade
gets Thomas up, full nelson?.Blade lifts Thomas up and spins him 180 and
just DROPS Thomas butt first with a sit out full nelson slam. Blade goes
for the cover?1?2?.NO! Thomas gets the shoulder up. Thomas
is still a bit dazed as Blade fires him into the ropes, catches him coming
off and plants him into the mat at full speed with a spinebuster! The
crowd gasps at the impact. Greyson Blade quickly makes the cover, and
hooks the leg... One... Two! Right before the count of three, John Thomas
lifts his shoulder from the mat, as the fans cheer the close call. Blade
gets Thomas up and whips him HARD to the turnbuckles. Blade props up
Thomas as Blade is now looking to score with the super plex. Blade with a
front face lock as he steadies himself on the 2nd turnbuckle.
Thomas hooks both legs onto the bolt connecting the ring and the
turnbuckle as Blade gets thrown off back first to the center. Thomas
follows up the big back bump by Blade with a
BEAUTIFUL moonsault. Dutch
Harris: OH MAN! Thomas NAILED his trademark moonsault on that one. Eryk
Masters: He?s missed that move a couple of times but he caught Greyson
with that move. Thomas
rolls off holding his ribs not able to make the cover. John Thomas shakes
his head, trying to clear his head. Blade pounces on Thomas, and pulls him
to his feet. Blade locks Thomas up, and fires him quickly backwards with a
snap suplex. Thomas hits the mat at full speed, and bounces with the
impact. Blade locks Thomas up again, and pulls him to his feet. Blade
grabs Thomas by the wrist, and throws him into the ropes. John Thomas
comes off the ropes at full speed, and Blade throws a powerful looking
clothesline and drive Thomas into the mat. Greyson Blade pulls the stunned
John Thomas to his feet, and then starts firing rapid fire left hand
closed fist punches directly to the face of The Durable One. Thomas?
head snaps back violently from the impact of shots from Blade. Finally,
Blade grabs one of Thomas? arms, and pulls him in quickly with a single
armed DDT. Blade reaches down to pick John Thomas up, but Thomas
somersaults through Blade?s legs! Before Blade can turn around, Thomas
nails him with a chop block to the back of his legs! Blade goes down! Thomas rolls Blade into a
small package for the cover? 1.. 2.. Dutch Harris: Thomas
almost snuck in the win there. Eryk Masters: Blade kept
on talking about Thomas lucky streak and Thomas almost caught Blade
sleeping. Blade sharply kicks out.
Thomas gets to his feet, comes off the ropes, and then drops a leg across
the chest of Blade. Thomas whips Blade to the ropes and Thomas dropkicks
right at the arm of Blade who goes down. Instead of covering, Thomas goes
behind Blade, and hooks both his upper arms, and pulls them behind his
back, linking his hands together to apply incredible pressure to the both
Blade's shoulders. Eryk Masters: Cross Face
Chickenwing! Dutch Harris: Thomas uses
this as his finisher! This could be it! Blade shouts in agony and
trying to pull free from the submission hold. Thomas has the hold sunk in,
and is applying FULL pressure. The fans are on their feet, cheering in
suspense, wondering how long Blade will be able to hold on in this famous
submission maneuver. Blade looks to his left, and measures how close he is
to the ropes. Blade digs his heels into the mat, and starts to pull
himself, inch by inch towards the ropes with his powerful legs. Thomas
does his best to stay in place, but Blade slowly drags the two men over to
the ropes, inch by painful inch. Finally, Blade reaches up, strains, and
drapes his boot over the bottom rope. Ref Scott orders Thomas to break the
hold. Dutch Harris: Blade just
got to the ropes, boy, listen to this crowd, they are HOT! Eryk Masters: Thomas has
been working on that arm but Blade JUST reached the ropes. Thomas pulls Blade to his
feet, and he grabs Blade by the back of the head, and runs towards the
corner. Thomas SMASHES Blade?s head off the top turnbuckle, and then
does it again. The Durable One starts to repeatedly ram Blade?s head
into the turnbuckle over and over again, as the fans count along. When
Thomas reaches TEN, he lets Blade go, who collapses to the mat. John
Thomas slowly climbs to the top rope, and then comes off with Flying Knee
Drop from the top rope into the chest of the stunned Greyson Blade. Thomas
makes the cover? 1?2?NO! Blade kicks out. Thomas
looks shocked, and then pulls Blade to his feet. Blade shocks Thomas with
a quick uppercut to the midsection, knocking the wind out of him. Thomas
doubles over, and Blade hoists him into the air?into a CHOKESLAM! Eryk Masters: WOW! Blade
pulled that out of nowhere? oh you know how I feel about that. Dutch Harris: Yeah, you
like it ?. and Thomas offense came to an ABRUPT end. Thomas can barely stand as
he woozily gets up, he throws a wild uppercut that?s ducked by Blade,
boot to the abs by Blade as Thomas gets hoisted onto the shoulders of
Blade?Angle Slam by Blade! Blade hooks the leg.. 1..2? NO! Thomas JUST
gets the shoulder up. Blade scowls at the referee and argues only getting
a 2 count. Blade grabs Thomas up, HARD boot to the abs, reverse face lock
and Blade uses his right arm to DROP Thomas with the Final Cut. Blade
hooks the leg?1?.2?. AGAIN? Thomas gets the shoulder up. Dutch
Harris: Back to back signature holds by Blade and Thomas keeps kicking
out. Eryk
Masters: He is certainly living up to the Durable One moniker and Greyson
Blade might be loosing his cool here. Blade
grabs Thomas up, boot to the abs, Blade is going for the Stunner but
Thomas shoves him off to the ropes, Blade goes to the ropes as Thomas
grabs the arm of Blade? SHOULDER whip as Blade?s arm violently gets
whipped. Thomas DRIVES the knee to the arm. Thomas slaps on the arm bar as
Blade shakes his head not believing he got countered into the arm bar
again. Thomas gets Blade up, hammer locks the arm and slams the big man
down arm first onto the mat. Thomas bounces off the ropes and STOMPS at
the arm as Blade screams out in pain. Thomas is going for the arm but
Blade rakes the eyes with the free arm?. Thomas goes backwards? Blade
out of instinct goes for a SPEAR
but he lead with his bad shoulder as BOTH guys are down. Dutch
Harris: Blade went for the Spear but he?s hurt too. Eryk
Masters: Well Thomas worked the arm and Blade is showing the ill effects
as even an offensive move by Blade hurt him. Referee
Keith Scott starts the standing 10 count. 1?2?3?4?the
crowd starts to clap trying to gain some support for
Thomas?.5?6?7?.8?Blade rolls through going for the count? 1?.2?. Thomas
rolls through and he slaps on the arm breaker! Dutch
Harris: What a GREAT counter by Thomas into the arm breaker. Eryk
Masters: Can he make Blade tap? CAN HE? Thomas
has Blade in the middle of the ring. Blade screams out NO! numerous times
as Ref Scott is right in the face of the Grey One to see if he?ll give.
Blade inches closer to the ropes as Thomas being the smaller man can?t
do anything else but try to lock the hold in tighter. Blade uses his
larger frame to inch faster and faster to the ropes and JUST makes it.
Thomas is visibly frustrated as Blade is clutching that rope for dear
life. Thomas releases the hold as he goes backwards and runs back at
Blade. Blade hooks the top rope and ducking down as Thomas goes ALL the
way to the floor as he SMACKS the floor with his head. The crowd groans in
sympathy as Blade rolls to the middle of the ring and he?s clutching the
arm. Dutch
Harris: Thomas charged in but that aggressiveness worked against him that
time. Eryk
Masters: Blade is a ring veteran so he?s ring savvy and he knows where
he is every second he?s in there. Blade
now rolls out, he stomps at the fallen Thomas. Blade rolls the mats out of
the way as he makes the universal motion of the piledriver. Blade grabs
Thomas up going for the Tombstone but Thomas drops down to both knees
preventing it. Blade wildly drives both arms to the back of Thomas
weakening the Monday night champ. Dutch
Harris: NO! NO! He?s going to drop him head first to the concrete! Blade
makes one last try to get the champ up but he?s really fighting. Blade
drops down and he LOW BLOWS Thomas. The crowd is HOT and ofcourse the
referee didn?t see it. Blade FINALLY gets Thomas up for the Shades of
Grey as Blade SPIKES Thomas with the Tombstone to the exposed concrete. Dutch
Harris: Is Scott BLIND? Blade just low blowed
Thomas ?.oh MAN?.Thomas is busted upon from that move. Blade
gets Thomas lifeless body up and rolls him into the ring. Blade hooks the
leg?. 1?. 2?. TH??OH!
Thomas just gets the shoulder up. Eryk
Masters: ?. I LIKE IT. Thomas is busted up open from ear to ear and he
STILL fights. Blade
again makes the motion for the piledriver as he gets Thomas up. Blade has
him hooked for another Tombstone but Thomas rolls through behind as Thomas
is going for his Chickenwing but Blade is too strong and shoves him off.
Blade grabs Thomas up with both arms going for a Chokeslam?. Blade lifts
him but Thomas grabs the bad arm of Blade and HOOKS him for the arm bar in
mid-air. Blade drops to his back immediately showing the effects of the
arm bar. The crowd is on it?s FEET as Thomas has the arm bar locked
again. Dutch
Harris: Thomas is RELENTLESS going back to that arm. Eryk
Masters: Will Blade give? Has he had enough? Can I ask more rhetorical
questions? The
blood is flowing on Thomas face as he is sporting the crimson mask but he
has a crazed look on his face screaming ?COME ON?
but Blade is again inching his way to the ropes. Blade reaches out
and JUST makes it. Thomas can?t believe it as Blade clutches the ropes.
Blade is EXHAUSTED as he is lying face down on the mat as Thomas rolls
through. He grabs Blade whose arm is dangling and is one armed now. Thomas
whips him to the ropes as Blade bounces back, Thomas leaps onto the
shoulders of Blade and has Blade in a hurrancanrana! 1?. 2?. Blade
rolls forward and he?s got Thomas now in a pinning predicament. 1? 2? Thomas
rolls again and he?s now on top for the pin. 1? 2? Dutch
Harris: Incredible show of mat wrestling from these two. Eryk
Masters: And just think Dutch, this is just the FIRST match. How the hell
is any match going to top THIS? Blade
kicks out as both guys roll to the side and both guys are just SPENT. The
crowd is clapping for the incredible show of both guys. Both guys get up.
They charge at each other and BOTH go for clotheslines. BOOM! Both guys
are down. Dutch
Harris: Oh wow?.both guys went for the same move and they are DOWN. The fans watch now as both men stir on the mat slightly, though neither one showing much in getting up. The referee assesses the situation, debating starting the double knock down count. However Thomas slowly starts to crawl towards the ropes and the fans pick up. Greyson still rolls around, finally starting to push up off the mat. Thomas continues towards the ropes now, but Greyson picks up a third wind it seems and rises to his feet relatively quickly. Eryk Masters: Thomas needs to get to those ropes, or else he's done for. Dutch Harris: The Monday Night Champ has fought through so much, but tonight he is definitely facing a man on a mission. Thomas could be in trouble here. Just as Thomas is about to get the ropes, Blade moves quickly, grabbing his right leg and trying to pull at him and at the same time apply the ankle lock. Thomas grabs the ropes, but Blade continues to pull, despite the referee's warnings. Blade quickly spins around and just decks the referee, turning his sights back on Thomas afterwards. The fans boo loudly as Blade pulls Thomas just out of ropes reach, and snaps on the ankle lock fully. Eryk Masters: That's it! Greyson will break that ankle! Thomas screams out in pain now as Greyson wrenches the ankle. The fans cheer on Thomas as he tries for the ropes, but Greyson keeps Thomas away, and Thomas starts to falter. As the pain continues to shoot through Thomas' body, matters take an even worse turn. Dutch Harris: What the hell, Mallows on his way down to the ring and... and is that... Eryk Masters: The steel briefcase! The fans show their anger through boos and shouts, but Mallows ignores them as he walks wide eyed towards the ring. At the very same time, Thomas begins to tap, but the referee is down and out. Greyson shouts out in anger, now wishing he hadn't decked the referee. Mallows leaps up onto the ring apron now, steel briefcase in hand. Greyson looks at him oddly as Thomas continues to tap... and then... WHAM! Mallows just NAILS Blade with the steel briefcase! Dutch Harris: Why? What? Mallows just hit his own partner and associate! Mallows stands there now, just looking on as Blade falls directly down to the mat, busted open from the briefcase shot. Mallows smirks. Vincent Mallows: Simply business, Greyson. You say fuck Vincent Mallows, I say... that's MY title to win... not yours. Mallows hops down off the apron walking backwards now, mouthing the word "mine." Thomas unaware of much anything slowly starts to turn his body around, his ankle throbbing with pain. Slowly he drags himself towards the now fallen Greyson and lays his arm across him. The fans sit there now watching, wondering if the referee will come to. Eryk Masters: This one is technically over, Greyson made Thomas tap, and in turn Thomas has now made the cover on Greyson. Dutch Harris: And the referee is still down and out from that hard shot Greyson took at him. All eyes are on the three down and out men in the ring... Thomas with not much strength left to move, Greyson knocked out from the briefcase shot... and finally... finally the referee starts to move now, turning his body around and trying to get back into the action. The fans start to pick up a bit as the referee sees Thomas making the cover on Thomas. Mallows stands at the top of the ramp way now watching the match, and nodding his head with each count the referee makes. One! Two! Three! The bell sounds now as John Thomas barely is able to roll himself off of Greyson Blade. The referee is handed the Monday Night Title and he hands it right to Thomas, trying to help him up in the process. Samantha Coil: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match and still Monday Night Champion... John Thomas!!! The fans cheer, but there is an odd feeling to the cheer as Mallows' presence reminds the fans how Thomas won. Thomas rises to his feet only to fall up against the ropes. As he does this he spots Vincent Mallows for the first time. Mallows just smiles and softly applauds Thomas. He then disappears into the back. Thomas shakes his head, slowly starting to realize things. Dutch Harris: Thomas victorious, but with most likely unwanted help from Vincent Mallows. I still can't believe it... Mallows will stop at nothing to get what he wants... and I think he made his intentions perfectly clear tonight. He wants the Monday Night Title. Eryk Masters: Mallows and Blade always seemed to have that weird tension. Both want success, but both only really care about themselves. It's a mix that is about to go wrong at some point, Dutch. Dutch Harris: Well that point might be here tonight, as Mallows pretty much just cost Greyson Blade the chance to have gold around his waist. We
are taken backstage as we see Jun Kenshin stretching by himself. We see
ace reporter Scott Richardson walking as he spots the cruiserweight
champion stretching and warming up by his lonesome. Richardson:
Kenshin?a comment, please? Kenshin
shakes his head like to motion ?no comment? but Richardson pressing on
not picking up on the non verbal cues from the Cruiserweight champion. Richardson:
Kenshin?.tonight you are facing AJ Gideon in a submission match. A first
in your SHOOT Project career and this was Gideon?s specialty when he was
in the shoot fighting world. What are your thoughts? Kenshin:
?? Richardson
coughs as he tries a different question. Richardson:
Kenshin?are you feeling alright? Usually, you have a lot to say before a
match. Kenshin
looks at the camera with a blank stare. Kenshin:
This isn?t a match?? Jun
pauses as he looks hesitant. Kenshin:
?.this is an execution. And
with that, Jun walks away to find solitude. Richardson shrugs his
shoulders as we go back to ringside. Dutch
Harris: Did you see how hesitant Jun Kenshin is? Eryk
Masters: Can you blame him?
Gideon has made his motives well known this week and Kenshin SHOULD be
worried. Dutch
Harris: That match is still to come and I can?t wait to see it. Mark
Mathews vs. Kody Burns ?Roll
Out? by Ludachris immediately begins to play as the cameras return to
ringside. The fans
immediately begin to boo, with a few select ladies screaming out with
delight. Mr. Sex and Violence
himself, Mark Mathews steps out from behind the back curtain, sporting the
new True Talent equals Sex and Violence T-shirt.
He looks to the fans with a smarmy grin as he heads towards the
ring. Samantha
Coil: Ladies and gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall.
Introducing first, making his way to the ring? he weighs in at
Two Hundred and sixty pounds and is one member of the True Talent
Coalition. Ladies and
gentlemen, here is Mark Mathews!!! The
boos only grow louder as Mathews rolls into the ring and starts to flirt a
bit with Samantha Coil. Samantha
rolls her eyes with disgust but Mathews just shrugs it off as he heads to
the corner and ascends to the top turnbuckle. Eryk
Masters: A genius move to sign on Mark Mathews to the True Talent
Coalition? and I think he?s given it the pick up that it needs. Dutch
Harris: Yeah he fits right in. Cocky,
low, and a sell out. Eryk
Masters: And my bet says he becomes very successful around here now. Mathews
hops down from the top turnbuckle and swings around to face the entryway.
He stands in a ready position. ?Saturday
Night?s Alright (For Fighting)? By Nickelback suddenly blasts
throughout the arena, and the fans pick up with cheers for the rising
cruiserweight superstar, Kody Burns. They wait in eager anticipation for
the man to come running out from the back. Dutch
Harris: The fans just asking for Kody Burns to beat the smile off of
Mathews face? Eryk
Masters: Not sure they?re going to get that, Dutch. The
fans continue to wait, but nobody comes out from the back.
Soon the disappointment starts to set in, followed by the boos as
Mathews just laughs in the ring. After
the music is cut, The Insane One himself, Diablo starts to head out to the
ring, dragging none other than a bloodied Kody Burns behind him.
Mathews nods his head and motions for Diablo to bring him to the
ring. Dutch
Harris: Of course they would do something like this!
Never a fair match when up against the True Talent Coalition. Diablo
reaches the ring and scoops up Burns. He tosses the cruiserweight through
the first and second ropes and then enters the ring himself.
Mathews in the meantime takes the microphone from Samantha, which
triggers a whole chorus of ?you suck? and ?asshole? chants. Mark
Mathews: Hey now, let?s be civil here? He
smirks with such fake sincerity. Slowly
Mathews moves towards the down and out Burns, crouching down by his side. Mark
Mathews: Kody? Ko-dy! Man,
that must have hurt what Diablo did to you backstage.
The dudes insane! But
come on, did you honestly expect that you could even tango with Mr. Sex
and Violence? Mathews
grabs Burns? head and shakes it back and forth.
This angers the audience. Mark
Mathews: Exactly. Because
Mark Mathews and The True Talent Coalition is not some push over political
stable right? Now
he makes Burns nod his head. Mathews
laughs a bit while Diablo stands there, wanting nothing more than to have
more ?fun? with Burns. Mathews
looks to Diablo then back to Burns. Mark
Mathews: I?m going to go ahead and cut to the chase.
Diablo is ready to hurt you some more, and well this match does
need to end. So Burns, just remember? What Sells? He
rises up to his feet and turns his attention to everyone out in the arena. Mark
Mathews: Me, sex and violence, and the T. T. C.!!! Mathews
tosses the microphone to the side and immediately both men go to town on
Burns, laying down hard stomps. The
fans are beside themselves as they watch the beating go down! Dutch
Harris: Damn it someone get out here.
This is just uncalled for! Mathews
gets Burns up and just whips him right into Diablo.
Diablo nails him with a hard kick and puts him into position for a
DDT. However he hoists him up vertically, and then just drops him
directly on his head!! Eryk
Masters: Wow, that was painful looking! Dutch
Harris: Where?s your sympathy? Eryk
Masters: It?s the way of the business; Dutch? emotions come second to
great sports entertainment. Burns
lay out cold as Diablo stands there, his eyes wide with a sick delight
painted on his face. Mark Mathews covers Burns now shouting at the referee to make
the count. One! Two! Three! Mathews
springs up to his feet as if he had just won the World Title or something
and turns to Samantha Coil. Shouting
at her. ?Announce it! Announce
it! Samantha
Coil: The winner of this match?. Mr. Sex and Violence, Mark Mathews!! Mathews
starts to celebrate? but just as his music should hit, ?Firestarter?
by Prodigy begins to play. The
fans begin to cheer now as Pestalance runs out from the back making a
B-Line for Diablo. Dutch
Harris: Pestalance wasn?t booked to be here tonight? but he?s here!
Pestalance is here! Pestalance
slides into the ring and Diablo is there to meet him with a hard right
hand. The two men go back and
forth with hard hits, while Mark Mathews rolls out of the ring, staying
out of harms way. Pestalance
starts gaining the offense against Diablo.
Quickly Pestalance whips Diablo in the corner, and the fans shout
out ?FUCK EM UP!? Pestalance
smiles a bit and Diablo comes staggering back towards him.
Pestalance winds up and just NAILS Diablo with a stiff uppercut.
Diablo goes down and Pestalance turns to Mark Mathews. Mathews starts to back away now, heading towards the
entryway, and Pestalance follows him with his eyes. Dutch
Harris: Go knock his head of, Pest! Eryk
Masters: Maybe he should pay more attention to Diablo stirring behind him. As
Mathews moves up the ramp way, Raymond comes out along with security,
shaking his head with frustration. Edward
Raymond: Wrong move Pestalance! I
gave you the week off. I
specifically said do NOT come to the arena, and here you are!
You think you?re so goddamn bad ass because you went against
authority right? Because you
carry around a belt I tricked you into getting rid of? Pestalance
nods his head with a slight smirk and the fans cheer.
He turns around to pick up the microphone that Mathews dropped
earlier. Edward
Raymond: Oh no? you?re not getting any microphone time tonight.
You are being removed from this ring immediately, and you?ll be
lucky to see action next week. Not
only that but? Pestalance:
Shut the fuck up Raymond! The
crowd cheers wildly now as Pestalance silences Raymond. Pestalance:
Throw whatever you want at me, that?s cool. Fact is at Long Road Home,
it?s going to be fine for me to do whatever I want.
You made the match, you made it legal, bro? so I?m gonna make
it illegal! Eryk
Masters: Fire him now, Raymond! He?s
threatening the very life of the TTC! Raymond
just stands there, not allowing himself to be phased, even though fear can
be sensed coming from the creative genius. Edward
Raymond: Is? is that so? well fine? you?re suspended until Long
Road Home? and?. Oh yes there is an and.
And because of your showing up here tonight, I?m making the
handicap match a three on one match! Raymond
turns to Mathews who stands by his side now Edward
Raymond: Think you can muster up enough strength to wrestle a second
match? Mathews
just smiles and nods. The
once cheering fans are angered again as Raymond feels he?s gotten the
one up. He then points to the
ring and sends security towards Pestalance. Pestalance:
Wow, this is really creative, Ed. Gonna
take me out via security? hmm where have I seen that before! The
fans all pick up with cheers and laughter yet again, and now Raymond is
fuming! Edward
Raymond: Get him out of here! Get that little hardcore bitch out of here! As
Security approaches Pestalance, Diablo slowly rises up to his feet and
dons a pair of brass knuckles. Without a moment of hesitation, Diablo
spins Pestalance around and sends the brass knuckles right near
Pestalance?s temple! Pestalance falls to the mat immediately, and Diablo
wipes a little blood from his nose, obviously busted open from Pestalance,
and now Pestalance is busted open by Diablo! Dutch
Harris: That could have killed Pestalance.
One fraction of an inch down, and he could have put Pestalance out
for a long time! Eryk
Masters: Well security should have an easy time removing him from the ring
now? Dutch
Harris: You?re just horrible, Eryk.
This is not turning out to be a good night for anyone who goes
against the True Talent Coalition. Raymond
out of anger and spitefulness has made Crimson Kidd?s match, a three on
one now. So Lonewolf, J.L.
Martz, AND Mark Mathews will be going against the other member of the New
Breed? talk about unfair
use of power. Pestalance is taken off by security now, while Diablo just watches, again showing that sick delight. As
the scene fades, a quick 10 second promo video showing various clips of
Kazuma Fujita are shown. At the end of the intro, ?KAZUMA FUJITA: ALWAYS
BELIEVE? NEVER SURRENDER? gold text flashes. The
video fades in showing a sold-out crowd at Kobe World Hall. The text in
the corner reads ?KAZUMA FUJITA?S BSPW DEBUT: 6/10/01? The video
includes the authentic Japanese commentary, but subtitled for the benefit
of American fans. Yukiguni:
It's down to Gellar and Super Rudo vs. USA and Fujita! Jax Gellar tags out
to El Super Rudo as "Puroresu Powerhouse" Kazuma Fujita enters
the ring. This is going to be our first real look at the new BSPW
Wrestler, Vinnie. Vinnie:
Yeah, well let?s see what he can do. Fujita and Super Rudo lock
up...Fujita over powers Rudo, and sends him to the mat on his back! Yukiguni:
That's why they call him the "Puroresu Powerhouse"! Fujita lifts
up Rudo, and runs the ropes...LARIAT! NO! RUDO DUCKED! Fujita turns
around...SUPER KICK FROM RUDO! NO! FUJITA DUCKED! Rudo now turns...LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
HE HIT IT! COVER! Ref:
ONE! Ref:
TWO! Ref:
THR-NO! KICKOUT! [Clip] Yukiguni:
Wait a second...Jax Gellar climbs up onto the apron distracting the
referee, as KANJI Sakaigama throws in a chair! Vinnie:
Damnit! El Super Rudo waits as Kazuma Fujita stands, then smashes him with
the chair! Cover! Yukiguni:
NO! DON'T LET IT END LIKE THIS! Ref:
ONE! Crowd:
ONE!!!! Ref:
TWO! Crowd:
TWO!!!! Ref:
THR-! NO! SHOULDER UP! Crowd:
OHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Yukiguni:
SHOULDER UP! SHOULDER UP! MY GOD, KAZUMA FUJITA KICKED OUT, VINNIE CATANTE! The video ends with a slow motion shot of Fujita giving El Super Rudo his trademark ?FUJITA LARIAT? before facing to black. In
the back we see Sadae Ichido, dressed in her all black with the pale green
ribbon in her singular ponytail, and dark red glossed lips. She?s
standing back there with Ryu Kitano, presumably discussing personal things
in Japanese. Just
then Cade Gonzalez, wrists taped up and all dressed, ready for his match,
steps into the shot. He walks past the duo then walks backwards to stand
on Sadae?s left. Cade
Gonzalez: ?Hola senorita. You?re looking mighty fine this evening. I
don?t believe we?ve met. Cade Gonzalez. Who might you be, chica?? Sadae
offers a little blush. Sadae
Ichido: ?Sadae Ichido?this is Ryu
Kit?? Cade
holds his hand up. Cade
Gonzalez: ?I?m not interested in him. Just you.? Ryu
looks around, catching the connotations in that statement even without
being able to speak or understand English. Ryu steps in between the two,
eyes narrowed. Cade
Gonzalez: ?Whoa there essa. Chill. Don?t step up to me, or I?ll
punch you right between those beady little eyes. Fair enough? Fair
enough.? Cade winks at Sadae before continuing on his way down the hall. Sadae watches him go. Ryu stares at Sadae a little upset. She offers a shrug in response to the look. From there the camera fades to ringside. Cade
Gonzalez vs. Azraith DeMitri Dutch
Harris: I know that this next match should certainly be interesting. Cade
Gonzalez versus Azraith Demitri. Eryk
Masters: That is the truth. These two great competitors have shown in the
past they can go with anyone. Now they go against one another inside the
ring. Cade seemed a little pre-occupied just moments ago though...
if you get my drift. Dutch
Harris: Well a pretty girl better not cloud Cade's mind tonight,
especially not against a man like Azraith DeMitri. Let's take this
one to the ring. Samantha
Coil: Our next match is scheduled for one fall and a 10 minute time limit. Mint
by Nonpoint begins playing. The crowd begins cheering loudly recognizing
the music. Samantha
Coil: Weighing in at 220lbs he is from Albuquerque, New Mexico Cade
Gonzalez!! Cade
comes out good face pop heading down to the ring sliding inside under the
bottom rope waiting for his opponent to arrive. Samantha
Coil: His opponent. 'Awakening',
by The Damning Well?s begins blaring loudly. Samantha
Coil: He weighs in at 260lbs, hailing from Omaha, Nebraska, a member of
Ascension Azraith Demitri!! Azraith
comes out of the backstage area and the lights begin to dim leading to the
ring leaving just enough to keep the ring lit up. Azraith
circles the ring staring at his smaller opponent still not making any
sudden movements. Finally tying up in a collar and elbow Azraith pushes
Cade down to the canvas. Getting back up to his feet Cade tries to tie up
with Azraith, but Azraith is caught with an arm drag take down. Azraith
then drives a knee drop to the forehead of Cade causing him to hold his
head in pain. Azraith picks up Cade sending him into the ropes, but Cade
does a back handspring into a back elbow to the face of Azraith. Cade back
up on his feet quickly catches Azraith with a knee lift to the stomach
causing Azraith to double over. Cade positions Azraith for a pile driver,
but Azraith blocks the attempt reversing it sending Cade up and over with
a back body drop. Azraith then reaches down picking up the legs of Cade
twisting them up into a Texas cloverleaf leg lock. Azraith sits down
putting added extra pressure on the lower back and legs of Cade causing
him to yell out in pain. Azraith motions for the referee to check on
whether Cade wants to submit to the pain that Azraith is causing. Cade
shakes his head no that he wants to continue onward in the match. Cade
slowly crawls towards the bottom rope finally reaching it causing the
referee to call for the break. Azraith doesn?t release the hold right
away finally doing so before the 5 count causing his disqualification.
Azraith then picks up Cade catching him with a short arm clothesline
sending Cade down to the center of the ring. Azraith then goes for the
cover. The referee slides into position to make the count. 1.. 2.. NO
Cade kicks out in time to keep the match going. Azraith just shrugs his
shoulders in an oh well type motion. He picks up Cade holding him up over
his head in a press slam position then drops him down in a back breaker.
Azraith then has a confident smirk on his face. He then comes off the far
side ropes catching him with a leg drop to the chest. Azraith gets quickly
back up to his feet picking up Cade hitting him with a crucifix ddt
causing Cade?s head to hit the mat with a thud. Azraith gives the cut
throat signal in the direction of Cade who looks like he is in trouble.
Azraith reaches down picking up the groggy Cade sending him into the ropes
catching him with a kick to the midsection to which he follows up with a
stiff power bomb with high impact and torque to the neck of Cade. Azraith
reaches down picking the almost lifeless Cade picking him up catching him
with a modified styles clash type maneuver to which he catches the most
impact on the already weakened neck and head of Cade. Azraith then stares
at the virtually unconscious Cade for a moment soaking up the carnage. He
drops down going for the count. 1.. 2.. 3..!! Dutch Harris: And just like that, Azraith DeMitri puts another man down on his personal path to Reckoning Day. The
bell sounds as "Awakening" starts to play yet again throughout
the arena. DeMitri stands Azraith DeMitri: I'm coming, Real Deal. Sooner than you'd like! DeMitri then exits the ring as the referee checks on Cade to see how he's doing. Quickly
the camera shot of the ring statics out and abruptly cuts to backstage. A man behind the desk is sitting, watching Ed Raymond flip
out at the Board of Director?s for the SHOOT Project. He?s smiling. A
small chuckle escapes his lips, as he knows his plan is coming to
fruition. He turns his chair
around, and greets his NEW signees. Man:
Good evening. Glad you
could make it. I hope that
you had no trouble finding a place to stay and such.
Very glad to see you. This
will prove to be another interesting kink in Raymond?s armor, wouldn?t
you say? Of course you would.
So, I?d like to introduce my new signees to the world?
The
camera pans. Man:
?The Angel of Violence? Greg Allocca. The
crowd POPS HUGE for the television return of Greg Allocca, the Angel of
Violence. Man:
?Post?? Scott
Graves. Another
HUGE POP for the returning SWA superstar. Man:
Ed, I hope you?re watching.
I hope you?re enjoying the fact that I can do what I?m doing to
you. This isn?t about
anything ?Wheel Chair Williamson? does or is doing.
I have the ultimate authority, Ed, and I?m exacting it. This won?t be your SHOOT Project, I?m sorry to say.
I?ve got plenty of superstars, and myself, to insure otherwise.
Viewers? At Long Road
Home, a new era begins? Lonewolf/J.L.
Martz/Mark Mathews vs. Crimson Kidd Samantha
Coil: This next contest is scheduled for one fall, and has been set as a
three on one handicap match. ?Rebirth?
by Boy Hits Car plays now as the fans pick up for one half of the New
Breed steps out from behind the back curtain.
Crimson Kidd makes his way towards the ring, although not really
wanting to go into this match. Dutch
Harris: Crimson Kidd has guts and courage coming out here despite the odds
stacked horribly against him. Eryk
Masters: Well he can thank Pestalance for that. Crimson
Kidd rolls into the ring now and still plays to his fans; despite a quite
possible beat down he?ll be receiving in just moments time. Samantha
Coil: Introducing first? weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds.
He is one member of the New Breed.
Ladies and Gentlemen here is Crimson Kidd!!! Kidd
raises his hands in the air, the fans cheering? but the cheers quickly
turn to boos as Kidd?s music is instantly cut off.
?Are You Ready?? By Creed starts to play now and the SHOOT big
screen flashes the words True. Talent. Coalition in purple.
One by one they emerge. First
Mark Mathews, then Lonewolf, the J.L. Martz. Samantha
Coil: And introducing his opponents. Weighing in at a combined weight of
seven hundred and thirty four pounds.
They represent the True Talent Coalition and individually are
Lonewolf, Mark Mathews, and J.L. Martz!!! The
boos ring out for the TTC as slowly but surely they make their way around
the ring, leaving Crimson Kidd to have to fight on three fronts. Dutch
Harris: Crimson Kidd in a tight spot here right now? The
fans watch in nervous anticipation, wondering who will strike first.
Kidd?s eyes dart back and forth as he turns around, watching each
man. Lonewolf is the first to
jump up onto the apron and Crimson Kidd immediately rushes towards him.
Lonewolf jumps down and quickly Martz slides into the ring.
Kidd turns around and is met instantly with a hard right hand.
Crimson reels back and now Lonewolf and Mathews enter the ring. Eryk
Masters: I hope the fans aren?t expecting to see a five star technical
classic? because they?re going to get a gang beat down here tonight! Kidd
fires back with a right of his own, but Lonewolf nails him with a forearm
smash from the back. Kidd
stumbles forward and Martz hooks him and quickly takes him up and down
with a vertical suplex. The
fans boo now as Mathews heads to the top.
Martz and Lonewolf get Kidd up and hold him by the arms.. keeping
him standing. Mathews pin
points his target and nails a textbook missile drop kick from the top
rope. Martz and Lonewolf let
go of Kidd and he falls to the mat. Dutch
Harris: This is just? I mean we already saw Mark Mathews pin an out cold
Kody Burns, what purpose does this serve? Eryk
Masters: They?re sending a message, plain and simple. Dutch
Harris: Well we get it, The True Talent Coalition is a bunch of thugs?
just finish this atrocity of a match already. Mathews
starts to direct traffic now as he shouts for Martz to hoist up Kidd
again. He does and this time
he Lonewolf steps forward as Martz holds Kidd for him.
Lonewolf smiles and kicks Kidd hard in the gut.
Kidd slumps over and Lonewolf hoists him up onto his shoulders.
The fans are on their feet booing now and throwing garbage into the
ring as Lonewolf takes Kidd down hard with a Death Valley Driver! All
three men stomp down hard now on Kidd, surrounding him and driving their
boots into his sides and back. As
this beating continues, the fans suddenly pick up as Cyrus O?Haire
starts down to the ring, steel pipe in hand! Dutch
Harris: The hardcore messiah! Here
comes the newly resigned Hardcore Messiah! Eryk
Masters: Where are all these guys coming from!!! Martz
and Lonewolf turn quickly to meet the oncoming O?Haire, while Mathews
quickly rolls out of the ring and flips up the ring apron.
From underneath he pulls out the golf club that Mathews purchased
earlier. O?Haire in the mean time drives the steel pipe into
Martz?s gut. Martz falls
slumps and O?Haire turns quickly to Lonewolf.
He swings at Lonewolf, but Lonewolf ducks under.
O?Haire follows through and Lonewolf nails a kidney shot to
O?Haire. O?Haire is not
phased and goes to nail Lonewolf. However
Mathews comes in from behind and nails O?Haire in the back of the head
with the golf club!!! Eryk
Masters: Direct hit, Mathews must be a good golfer. Dutch
Harris: Oh shut up? O?Haire
falls down onto the mat as Martz comes to a bit.
All three men move towards the fallen O?Haire? but as they do
so, the fans pick up again as Burns comes hobbling out from the back,
unknown to the TTC. Burns quickly ascends to the top rope and without a moment of
hesitation leaps off with a huge cross body splash. He connects with all three men in the ring, knocking them
down! The fans are going
crazy. Dutch
Harris: And this just picked up again as Burns turns the table.
This match has broken out into quite possibly a preview of Long
Road Home!!! Burns
leaps up to his feet now, still feeling pain from the assault he received
earlier. He tends to Kidd
now, helping him up to his feet, the New Breed trying to muster up a
counter offense to the True Talent Coalition. Eryk
Masters: The referee not even sure how to call this match, but it
certainly isn?t a handicapped one anymore? the sides are completely
even, three on three! Mathews
slowly rises up to his feet now, unsure of what just happened.
He turns around and sees Crimson Kidd and Burns standing united.
Mathews shakes his head as he takes a step back.
Lonewolf and Martz get to their feet as well and Mathews smiles,
now making the fight two on three. Dutch
Harris: And here we go again it would seem? round two, and the referee
just doesn?t even care anymore. Burns
and Kidd just go at all three men, swinging furiously.
Kidd connects with a hard right to Mathews.
Burns lands a kick to Martz?s knee.
Lonewolf though comes to Martz?s aid.
The two fight through and start a double team, two on one against
Burns. They swing him into
the opposite ropes and go for a double clothesline.
Burns ducks under and keeps running.
He bounces off the far ropes and comes back and flies through the
air. He nails Lonewolf and
Martz with a leaping double lariat of his own? taking both men down! In
the corner, Kidd works Mathews with a series of chops and punches
combined. He winds up hard now and gives Mathews a hard uppercut, sending
him over the top rope! Kidd
turns around then and comes to O?Haire?s aid.
Lonewolf is first up to his feet but Burns follows up with a series
of hard open shots. He then drop kicks Lonewolf who stumbles through the
ropes and spills to the outside. Dutch
Harris: And The New Breed cleaning out this ring? Raymond tried to screw
them, but it isn?t going down like that! O?Haire
starts to stir now as Burns turns his attention to Martz.
Martz staggers up to his feet, holding onto the ropes.
He turns around and Burns rushes at him. Martz however ducks and
takes Burns way up and over via a back body drop.
Burns hits the mat hard and the fans let out a collective ?oooh?. Kidd
turns his attention back to the match and goes towards Martz.
The two lock into a heated brawl/grapple now with Martz slowly
overpowering Kidd. Mathews
sneaks back into the ring now waiting behind Kidd and Martz.
Kidd manages to break the grapple but as he does so, Martz swings
with a forceful right hook. The shot sends Kidd spinning around, and just
as he does so, Mathews NAILS a hard super kick. Eryk
Masters: What a double shot from Martz and Mathews!
Impressive teamwork right there. Kidd
goes down in a flash and Martz quickly makes the cover?
The referee unsure of what else to do makes the count. One! Two! Three!!! Martz
rises to his feet and he and Mathews leave the ring almost immediately as
?Are you Ready?? By Creed hits once more.
They flee because O?Haire is back up to his feet, grabbing the
steel pipe he was wielding earlier. Lonewolf
joins Martz and Mathews and the three men leave the ring? watching as
O?Haire leans on the ropes shouting after them. Dutch
Harris: And the TTC walks away with a victory here, but like that really
means anything. This was blatant politics at hand in favor of the True Talent
Coalition. I hope come Long
Road Home, these guys get what they deserve, a much needed ass kicking! Eryk
Masters: Hey Martz felt the same last week, Raymond made a fair call in
putting Crimson Kidd in a handicap match, and even in that he got help!
So if anything, the TTC deserves a little revenge. Dutch Harris: This rivalry intensifies, and you have to wonder what part this third party recruiter is playing in all of this. Obviously he has connections with Williamson, and as we saw earlier in the clip... he's obviously behind these new signees arriving to SHOOT Project. Eryk
Masters: Of course, anytime Raymond has a good idea, somebody comes and
rains on his parade... As Shut Up and Fight continues on, Camden Walker is the focus of the viewer's attention as he walks through the back halls, wearing his normal street attire. He passes by some security who just nod to him, and he nods back. Soon Scott Richardson approaches with microphone in hand. Scott Richardson: You must be Camden Walker, right? Walker nods his head. Camden Walker: And you must be that guy who runs around trying to get a word or two from any superstar he catches, right? The fans laugh as Walker flashes a bright grin. Scott Richardson: In a sense yes. Now Camden, you have gone on live record stating your dislike for the True Talent Coalition. Did you happen to catch just what went down moments ago? Camden Walker: Of course I caught it... I would be a fool not to watch anything and everything involving the place I am soon going to dominate. Why do you ask? Scott Richardson: Well I was wondering if I could get your thoughts on it. Walker scratches the bottom of his chin for a moment. Camden Walker: I thought it was a great way to soften up my opponent for next week. Richardson raises his eyebrow. Scott Richardson: Your... opponent? Walker nods. Camden Walker: Yeah I just paid a visit to that umm... oh what was his name? Oh yeah, John Williamson. My debut match is next week, and I'm going head to head with Lonewolf! The fans pick up and Walker just smiles as he continues off down the hall. Richardson remains behind, but as he turns to leave he finds The Real Deal standing there, black shades on his face, and world title slung over his shoulder. The fans pop wildly for the world champion. The Real Deal: No questions, Richardson. Just watch the ring. And see why Sean Boden simply cannot handle... All the fans shout out "THE ILLUSTRIOUS JOHNSON" and Real Deal smiles. The Real Deal: Man that was cool. Gotta love the fans of Laramie Wyoming... More wild cheers ring out, this time for the obvious hometown mention. The Real Deal chuckles and heads to the ring. The
Real Deal vs. Sean Boden As
the camera goes to the ring, the sound of ?The Package? by A Perfect
Circle can be heard over the sound system.
Sean Boden has just entered the ring and is standing in the corner,
as Samantha steps into the spotlight? Samantha:
?Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is a NON TITLE MATCH,
scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit.
Introducing first, in the corner to my right, hailing from Deep
Ellum, Texas he stands 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighs in at 228 pounds,
here is Sean Boden!? Sean
Boden raises one arm over his head, to no reaction whatsoever from the
crowd. His music dies down,
and 'Takeoff' by Aceyalone starts to play.
The crowd goes crazy, and rushes to the aisle. Samantha:
?And now: His opponent! Hailing
from Charleston, South Carolina, he stands 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighs
230 pounds, he is a member of the Shoot Project Hall Of Fame, and the
current SHOOT PROJECT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION?this is?THE REAL
DEAL!? The
Real Deal storms down the aisle to a massive ovation from the fans in
attendance. The World
Champion slides under the bottom rope, and charges at Sean Boden as
Samantha quickly flees the ring, referee Keith Scott enters, and the bell
rings to start the match. The
Real Deal whips Sean Boden into the ropes. Boden comes off the ropes and
gets tossed high into the air in a back body drop, as the fans continue to
cheer, and flashbulbs pop all over the arena. The
World Champion pulls Boden to his feet and once again hurls him into the
ropes, nailing him with a picture perfect dropkick on the rebound! Boden
hits the mat, and The Real Deal hoists him up, and holds him high in the
air, with a high vertical suplex! CRASH! Sean
Boden hits the mat like a bag of wet cement, and the World Champion pulls
the dazed Boden back to his feet, and then folds him up with a quick boot
to the gut, and then hoists him into the air with ANOTHER high vertical
suplex?holds him aloft for a moment?and then snaps him down into an
Ace Crusher: ?The End Game!? Boden
hits the canvas at full speed but The Real Deal pulls him up again, deftly
reaches around his neck, and hits his ?Forced Reality? a Half Nelson Face buster!
Sean Boden is rocked, and in real trouble now.
The dazed Boden slowly starts to get to his feet, but The Real Deal
smoothly goes to work and hooks him up and plants him with ?The Final Judgment?,
a double underhook DDT! After
hitting The Final Judgement, The Real Deal drops down for the cover? ONE! TWO! NO! The
Real Deal pulls Boden off the mat by the hair, stopping the three count.
The Champ stands the befuddled Sean Boden up, and then NAILS him
the REALITY CHECK SUPER KICK, right square on the jaw! Dutch
Harris: ?ONE!
TWO! THREE!
That?s IT! Nobody is
going to get up after that!? Sean
Boden lays flat on his back in the middle of the ring, unconscious. The
World Heavyweight Champion?s music starts to blast from the sound
system, as The Real Deal goes to the top turnbuckle and raises his arms
over his head in victory. Samantha:
?Ladies and Gentlemen, HERE is your WINNER: THE REAL DEAL!!!? The announcers show a replay of the amazing super kick by The Real Deal, as the capacity crowd continues to shower The Real Deal with a massive ovation. Dutch Harris: The Real Deal puts Boden away, and I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that this was a message to Azraith DeMitri, who earlier put Cade Gonzalez down in a matter of minutes. Eryk Masters: These two are looking to both be at Reckoning Day, but you know, they might not make it that far... DeMitri is guaranteed to go to Reckoning Day for the world title... but some people are forgetting, The Real Deal only has that ride right now, because of the title around his waist. Dutch Harris: True, but The Real Deal isn't easily defeated, as he's gone through many of the superstars here in the SHOOT Project. My money is on The Real Deal and Azraith DeMitri going head to head at Reckoning Day. Eryk
Masters: But DeMitri has promised to get to The Real Deal... sooner than
he thinks! Who knows what that means... but wait... Real Deal is
calling for the microphone now. Dutch
Harris: Good! I?d like to hear from him! Real
Deal: Yo? Cut my music, all right?
I got somethin? I wanna talk about. The
music cuts, and the fans remain cheering.
Real
Deal: It?s been kind of a
boring week, man? So I
figure I?m gonna excite you kids, and talk about Azraith DeMitri a
little bit. The
crowd pops. Real
Deal: It?s like this?
I?ve been playing the bullshit game with you for a long time, Az.
We?ve been doing the duty like good little boys, in a company
that affords us a lot of luxuries. There?s
a lot of room for error, and there?s a lot of room for promotion. I stand at the top. A
place where you want to be. You
want the gold that?s around my waist, and a lot of people are feeling
like you?re going to be the one to remove me from my throne. It?s the same people who were on Kast?s ass when he held
this belt for eight months. They
feel like I?ve held the belt too long, based on my name.
So I got something I wanna say about that? A
?Real Deal? chant breaks out. Real
Deal: FUCK what the
detractors say. FUCK what the
people in the back think. I
am the World Heavyweight Champion. I
didn?t get here by being a shitfaced nobody who couldn?t work.
I got here because I AM the best.
I got here because NO ONE could unseat Christopher Davis. I got here because I know EXACTLY what it takes to be the
cutthroat guy who does EVERYTHING he has to do to win.
Bleeding? Sweating?
All of it. I?ve been
there. Each of you who say otherwise?
You don?t pay attention. You
don?t know the history of the SHOOT Project.
You are just plain ignorant. TO
say that I haven?t been through the same sob story all of you have been
through, is plain ludicrous. My
road has been HARDER because of my ties to this company. Think about that. Think
about all of it, before you start to run your mouth again.
You too, Az. Think about EVERYTHING before you speak again.
You?ve got one thing right, though?
I went the distance? I
became a VIOLENT son of a bitch to get where I am.
I clawed TOOTH and god damn NAIL.
The
crowd is outpouring with emotion now, chanting for the Real Deal.
He pauses and holds the World Heavyweight Championship high above
his head. Real
Deal: I went through Jun
Kenshin, despite what anyone says. I
BEAT Jun Kenshin at a time where he was the hottest he?s EVER been.
NO ONE can take that from me.
I BEAT Chris Davis when he was at the pinnacle of his career.
I pinned him for the three count, and made him the EX-SHOOT Project
World Heavyweight Champion. I
did these things, not because I?m a chump?
not because I?m some easy to beat wrestler?
But because I am what EVERY ONE of you wishes to be.
NONE of you have figured out how to beat me yet.
Sean Boden? Just
another example? SO
consider this, Azraith? I?m
SO focused now. You are in my
sights, and you will CONTINUE to be in my sights until you either best me,
or I best you. Consider that. If you beat me? Congratulations,
man. You?ll have lived up
to the hype. But just like
every detractor before you? You?ll
get nervous when gametime hits. You?ll
freak out when the bell rings and it?s just you and me.
No six man cluster. No
Sean Boden to bean me with a chair. Just
you? and me?
We?re gonna find out EXACTLY what Azraith DeMitri is made of.
We?ll find out EXACTLY if I?ve got what it takes to beat
another man, who is at the pinnacle?
the apex of his career. If
I?ve got to kill you to beat you?
Heh, send my condolences to your family. The
crowd pops HUGE. Real Deal
looks down at Sean Boden. Real
Deal: Hey SHOOT Project?
next week, give me an opponent, okay?
This isn?t cutting it. He
throws down the mic, as ?Takeoff? picks back up. He leaves the ring, and we go back to Dutch Harris and Eryk
Masters. As
the scene fades, a quick 10 second promo video showing various clips of
Kazuma Fujita are shown. At the end of the intro, ?KAZUMA FUJITA: ALWAYS
BELIEVE? NEVER SURRENDER? gold text flashes. The
scene fades back in, showing another packed crowd in Kobe World Hall. The
text in the corner reads ?GOLDEN CROWN HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE: KAZUMA FUJITA
VS. KEIJI TAKANO? The video includes the authentic Japanese commentary,
but subtitled for the benefit of American fans. [Fade
to ringside, where BSPW veteran ring announcer Yoshihiro Fujinaka stands,
microphone in hand. The lights slowly dim as a spotlight flashes upon
Fujinaka-san as he bows. The fans show their respect with applause. After
they silence, Fujinaka-san speaks] Fujinaka:
Introducing...The ace of BSPW! FUJITA!, KAZUMA!! The
crowd explodes as "Under Fire" begins to play. An immediate
chant of "FOO-JI-TAH!" breaks out! Kazuma Fujita walks from
behind the curtain wearing a BSPW T-Shirt as the cheers become even
louder. Fujita stops to shake some of the fans hands. He climbs up the
steps and through the ropes. Fujinaka hands him the mic. [Clip] Kazuma
Fujita: ?It's not only our way of Puroresu that we are fighting for; it
is for the fans of BSPW. When I first lost the Golden Crown a few months
back, I felt like I let a lot of people down. I know that I had a lot of
support going into Resurrections. The fact is that I couldn't have won
that match without the fans. When I returned during the "Road to
Hyogo" tournament, I promised total victory over all I opposed. And
tonight, I again promise total victory over Keiji Takano!? A
round of cheers explodes from the crowd. Kazuma
Fujita: ?Tonight goes beyond just Kazuma Fujita vs. Keiji Takano. This
is BSPW vs. Black STAR! And tonight, just as I promise victory over Keiji
Takano... I can assure that BSPW will be victorious over Black STAR!? [Clip] Tanaka:
It is time for our main event, Koichi! Yukiguni:
Hai. This match, fans, is perhaps the biggest in BSPW history. Bigger than
any past Golden Crown match. Bigger than any Visual Spirit vs. BSPW
battle. Bigger than our exciting Revolution matches. THIS, is the end of
the "Road to Hyogo"! This is where it leads! This is BSPW vs.
Black STAR! Road To Hyogo Finals: Kazuma Fujita vs. Keiji Takano! [Clip;
showing Fujita?s entrance. The ambiance of the golden lights captures
the intensity on Fujita?s face.] Tanaka:
Kazuma Fujita! The unquestioned ACE of Burning Spirit Puroresu, who has
defeated all who lay in his path! He has battled back from INCREDIBLE odds
and injury to get here tonight, and if there's one may who deserves the
Golden Crown, it is Kazuma Fujita! Yukiguni:
Haaaaai! [Clip] Yukiguni:
Hai. AGAIN they go to the pace, but Takano has had enough of that, and
attacks! He shoots some kicks at Fujita's mid-section, before knocking the
ace off balance with kicks to the chest. Fujita staggers back; Takano hits
the ropes...AXE BOMBER, but Fujita ducks, and hits the ropes himself!
Takano keeps going, both shoot back...Diving Shoulder block from Fujita! Tanaka:
Nicely done! [Clip] Yukiguni:
Fujita grips the arm, Takano sees an opening--HIIIIGH KIIIK--NO! Fujita
DUCKS! Fujita goes behind Takano, grips him...DAAAANGAROUSOH
BAAAACKDROPPPPPPUUUU!!! Crowd:
OHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Tanaka:
YES! Fujita CRUNCHES Takano with his dangerous backdrop! [Clip] Yukiguni:
Takano pulls Fujita up and shoots a kick, but Fujita grabs the leg! He
swings for a left arm lariat, but Takano ducks! Fujita turns around,
Takano with a high kick, Fujita DUCKS! They both back up, as the crowd
claps. They begin circling each other, Takano going right back into his
MMA stance. Tanaka:
Fujita looks LIVID... Yukiguni:
They begin to circle again. Fujita keeps moving in for a lockup, but as he
does Takano kicks at his shins. Fujita finally lets out a grunt, stares at
Takano...and GETS IN AN MMA STANCE! Crowd:
OHHHHH! Tanaka:
KAZUMA FUJITA, VETERAN MIXED MARTIAL ARTIST, IS GOING TO FACE TAKANO AT
HIS OWN GAME! Yukiguni:
Takano is SMILING...this is exactly what he wanted! Fujita looks to
somehow of gotten a second wind, as the two begin to quickly pace,
circling each other. Takano steps in, shoots out a kick, Fujita blocks
with his leg. Fujita shoots a SMOOTH middle kick, but Takano blocks!
Amazing, I didn't know he could kick like that! Tanaka:
You should have seen him in SHOOT FC, Koichi! Yukiguni:
They continue to circle...Takano moves in and SMACKS Fujita with a middle
kick to the ribs, and another! He goes for one more...Fujita catches the
kick! He brings Takano up over his shoulder, almost like a front slam,
then LEAPS and tackles him to the mat, right into a mount! Crowd:
OHHHHHH! Yukiguni:
Fujita gets his positioning, and begins to UNLOAD on Takano with left arm
elbow smashes to the face!! Crowd:
OHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!" [Clip] Yukiguni:
Takano looks as if he has one last move in his head. He grabs Fujita by
the tights, and slowly pulls him up. He goes under the left arm...he's
doing to BACKDROP him! Tanaka:
Maybe a Dangerous Backdrop? Fujita hit him with that, and Takano would
love to win with one of Fujita's own moves! Yukiguni:
Hai! Takano tries to lift, but he can't get the massive Fujita up! Fujita
is out on his feet! Takano pulls...BAAACKDRO--NO! Fujita kicks his feet at
the last second, and Takano loses balance! Fujita lands back onto his
feet, underhooks Takano with his leg arm, and hits a judo takedown,
transitioning into the...TAKANO LOCK X!? Crowd:
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Tanaka:
Takano Lock X!! Fujita has Takano in his own hold! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Yukiguni:
FUJITA HAS THE HOLD IN TIGHT! Referee Okano is checking on Takano...but he
isn't tapping! Tanaka:
Give it up, Takano! You're in the middle of the ring!! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Yukiguni:
Fujita is WRENCHING on that neck!! He's made Takano's neck the focus of
his entire offence during this match, and it just may pay off here! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Tanaka:
Takano IS NOT tapping out! DAMNIT Keiji, tap out! You've lost! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Yukiguni:
He won't quit!! Every time Referee Okano asks Takano if he gives up, he
shouts "NO"! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Tanaka:
Listen to this crowd! I've never heard a reaction so big since BSPW's
opening! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Yukiguni:
Fujita is SCREAMING, WRENCHING on the hold, but his opponent WILL NOT GIVE
UP! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Yukiguni:
Takano appears to be going limp! He's stopped kicking the mat...this could
be it!! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" Yukiguni:
Okano looks at Takano...his eyes have GLAZED OVER! He checks on
him...OKANO SIGNALS FOR THE BELL!!! Crowd:
OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Yukiguni:
NEW!!! CHAMPION!!!, FUJITAH, KAZUMAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!! Tanaka:
FUJITA DID IT!!!! KAZUMA FUJITA HAS WON THE FIRST EVER "ROAD TO
HYOGO"!!!! FUJITA HAS BROUGHT THE GOLDEN CROWN BACK HOME!!!!! [The
ring instantly floods with streamers, as Kazuma Fujita releases the Takano
Lock X. Keiji Takano is down on the mat, and is instantly attended to by
doctors. Kazuma Fujita himself is down, badly beaten. His face is a dark
shade of purple, and his nose appears to be broken. Hiroshita Yagato
slides into the ring, as Koji Tanaka takes off his headset. He grabs the
Golden Crown, and slides into the ring. He and Yagato shake hands, before
Yagato and Referee Okano help Fujita-san to his feet. Tanaka-san grabs a
microphone] Tanaka:
Burning Spirit! Your WINNER of the "Road To Hyogo", 2002...and
NEW, Burning Spirit Pro Wrestling Golden Crown Champion!..."Puroresu
Powerhouse", KAZUMAH!!, FUJITAHHHHHH!!!! Crowd:
"FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!! FOO-JI-TAH!!!!
FOO-JI-TAH!!!!" The video fades with a slow motion shot of Fujita holding the ?Road to Hyogo? trophy and GC Heavyweight title above his head. As the video comes to a conclusion, the camera zooms out to find Edward Raymond watching it on his monitor somewhere in the backstage area of the Arena-Auditorium. He looks genuinely pleased, given that things are finally going a bit better for the True Talent Coalition. Edward Raymond: Those guys are going to bring something amazing to the table... hell maybe we'll finally even see a revitalization in the tag team division. Raymond's era of wrestling is going to need a strong tag division, both here in the SHOOT Project and in WPW. He starts to imagine what things are going to be like, but he is brought back to reality quickly as he hears his door being pushed open. Quickly Raymond turns around only to find himself standing face to face with Greyson Blade. Greyson Blade: Raymond you have three seconds to give me what I want! Blade holds up his hand and then starts counting to three on his fingers. Raymond quickly breaks the count. Edward Raymond: Hold on! First off, tell me what you want! Blade, fuming, takes one deep breath. Greyson Blade: The Monday Night Title. I had Thomas finished, you saw it. Everyone saw it! I came here to be the best, to be on the top, fuck the gimmicks, fuck the storylines... and I get hit in the head with a god damn briefcase! Blade moves in close to Raymond who ducks back a bit, generally worried that Greyson is going to take his head off. Edward Raymond: You're right, you did get screwed... but... but that's the nature of the game sometimes. But I will give you what you want... next week Greyson Blade will fight for the Monday Night Title.... Raymond smirks slightly. Edward Raymond: Number One Contendership. You see, I saw what happened out there. I'm sitting on a gold mine of a feud, and I'm not going to just waste that. So next week, Greyson Blade, you will fight to become number one contender to that title, and you will get your shot on the first show of April. Blade moves in closer grabbing Raymond by the collar. Greyson Blade: Next week, I want my title shot... not a consideration! Edward Raymond: Greyson, the Raymond era wrestling begins as of Long Road Home... I want the first Monday Night Shut Up and Fight of the Raymond Era to have something huge... Greyson Blade capturing the much deserved Monday Night Title. That's what I see... and that's what I promise to you. Blade just stands there for a moment, finally though he turns from Raymond and just heads out of the office. Just as he does so Raymond lets out a huge sigh of relief. He plops down into a nearby chair and turns his attention once more to the monitor. Edward
Raymond: I'm going to need to hire people to take care of problems like
these. Jun
Kenshin vs. A.J. Gideon Samantha
Coil: The following contest is a SUBMISSION match and is scheduled for
three rounds. The stipulations to the match are as follows: There will be
ONE ten minute round followed by TWO five minute rounds. There will be a
short intermission between rounds, the match will only end if one man
submits. Samantha
Coil: Introducing first from Fairbanks, Arkansas. He stands at 6 feet and
weighs in at 220 pounds, this is AJ GIDEON! ?Judith?
by A Perfect Circle hits the speakers as Gideon comes out and power walks
down the ramp. He comes down and crosses his arms as he looks toward the
entrance and awaits his opponent. Samantha
Coil: And his opponent, he is the Reigning SHOOT Project Cruiserweight
Champion. He hails from San Diego, California. He stands at 6 feet and
weighs 205 pounds?. This is JUN KENSHIN! ?I
against I? by Mos Def and Massive Attack hits the speakers as Kenshin
comes out with the Cruiserweight Title as he is more reserved than usual.
He looks at the ring and gives the title to referee Scott Kamura who is
the official of choice for this unusual match. Dutch
Harris: This match will ONLY end if one of these men says ?I quit? or
physically taps out. Eryk Masters: This is going to be INTENSE plus the fact that it is in the round system will make it interesting for the casual fan. Dutch
Harris: Definitely a unique match here tonight, one we haven't seen, to my
knowledge, ever. Kenshin
takes off his cross trainers as his feet are wrapped in athletic tape.
Both guys are wearing short black trunks and bare feet. Not their usual
wrestling gear but it is aimed toward the submission aspect. DING
DING DING! A
little timer that runs down from 10 minutes starts in the bottom right
side of the screen as Kenshin and Gideon circle the ring for a moment.
Gideon dives at Kenshin?s legs for the take down but Kenshin sprawls
backwards as Kenshin drives the knee to the top of Gideon?s head as
Gideon scatters backwards. Kenshin goes to his vertical base as Gideon
holds his head. Kenshin and Gideon circle around again as this time
Kenshin goes for the knee of Gideon but Gideon clubs both arms to the back
of Kenshin to repel the take down. Kenshin goes down from the assault as
Gideon wraps both legs in the ribs of Kenshin and Gideon goes for a body
vice as Kenshin screams out in pain. Kenshin puts both hands on the ground
and rolls to the side as he quickly gets to the ropes. Gideon is forced to
break the hold but he says ?NO? to head referee Scott Kamura who makes
the 5 count as Gideon uses all 5 seconds to punish Kenshin with the
painful submission hold. Dutch
Harris: How come Gideon isn?t letting go? Eryk
Masters: Well this thing just started and already Gideon is starting with
his cheating tactics. Kenshin
slowly crawls away as Gideon stomps at the back and ribs area of Gideon.
Kenshin crawls away but Gideon is relentless in his assault. Gideon gets
Kenshin up and throws him into the corner. Gideon with HARD kicks to the
abs of Kenshin as Kenshin is floored and falls down. Gideon grabs the
ropes and then he drives the knees to the face of Kenshin who tries to
cover up. Kenshin is almost out of the ring but Gideon grabs a foot and
pulls him back to the center of the ring. Gideon goes for an ankle lock
but it?s far too soon as Kenshin rolls out of the ankle lock. Gideon?s
throat hits the throat as Kenshin gets back up and Kenshin dropkicks the
knee of Gideon. Gideon goes down to one knee but Kenshin grabs the leg
that Gideon is standing on, grabs it and then TAKES AJ down with the
Dragonscrew Legwhip. Gideon screams out in pain as Kenshin wraps both legs
around the leg of Gideon in the leg lock submission. Kenshin though turns
over with the Half Crab as Gideon arms dart outwards to grab the ropes. Dutch
Harris: Well Kenshin is now working on the leg of Gideon, a lot of
Gideon?s offense is based with his lower body so that?s a smart move. Eryk
Masters: Gideon is ALREADY to the ropes though and now Kenshin has to
break it. Kenshin
shakes his head at the speed and quickness of Gideon as Kenshin lets the
leg go and forces Gideon up and Kenshin fires rapid fire kicks to the shin
and knee cap of Gideon. Gideon falls down as Kenshin grabs the leg and
pulls Gideon to the center of the ring. Kenshin drops the elbows in
succession to the knee of Gideon. Kenshin this time grabs the leg of
Gideon and places it on his head in a move known as the Stretch Muffler.
Gideon?s body is almost 90 degrees as all the pressure is on his knee. Dutch
Harris: Oh man?.. that?s an innovative way to work the leg. Eryk
Masters: HA! No kidding and look at Gideon squirm, I LIKE IT! Gideon
uses both hands and elbows to crawl to the ropes. Kenshin tries to drag
him closer to the ropes but Gideon is too quick to get to the ropes as he
clutches the ropes with both hands. Gideon screams ?LET ME GO DAMMIT?
as Kenshin shakes his head. Kenshin pulls him back to the ring as this
time Kenshin puts on a version of his ankle lock on Gideon as Gideon?s
eyes go HUGE. He rolls through though as Kenshin?s face hits the top
turnbuckle in a whiplash motion. Gideon gets up on one knee and drives the
shoulder to the abs of Kenshin. Gideon gets up and rears back and just
HEADBUTTS Kenshin to the ground. Gideon grabs Kenshin?s arms to prevent
him from blocking as Gideon just rears back and drives his skull to the
nose of Kenshin! BOOM! Kenshin?s nose is broken from ONE blow as the
blood is on Gideon?s face. Kenshin rolls to his side as he clutches his
face. Gideon wipes the blood on his chest as he is down to one knee. Dutch
Harris: Gideon looks at home in there, he got another man?s blood on his
face and the sick bastard likes it. Eryk
Masters: Kenshin is in BAD shape here. In one strike, he got his nose
broken. I think this might be the beginning of the end. Gideon
rubs his knee and leg trying to get some blood flow back into his leg as
he gingerly walks around. He gets to a mount position of Kenshin but
Kenshin wraps his legs around Gideon?s torso to draw him in closer. MMA
fans know is as the guard position. All Kenshin can do is drive the heel
of his foot to the kidney area of Gideon while
Gideon tries to power up out of Kenshin?s guard to hit HARD
strikes but Kenshin is wisely hanging on for dear life. Gideon drives the
elbow to the side of Kenshin?s face as the blood starts to flow down.
The blood is all over Gideon?s body as Gideon tries several times to
power up but Kenshin is hanging on as he knows the 10 minute time limit is
almost up. Gideon gets up and FINALLY gets to the mount position. Gideon
rains down a HARD left to the cheek of Kenshin. Kenshin rolls to his back
as Gideon now tries to ?sink the hooks in?. He?s trying to go for a
rear naked choke but the timer RINGS as Kamura immediately gets in there. Dutch
Harris: OH MY! Kenshin is saved by the bell there. Eryk
Masters: And he is in BAD shape and look at Gideon sauntering back to his
corner, it?s like he?s rubbing it in. Corner
man Frank Rodriguez helps the BLOODY Kenshin to his corner as the crowd
squirms in it?s seats for the San Diego native. Gideon gets a towel from
his corner man as he wipes Kenshin?s blood off his body and takes a swig
of water. Kenshin though is barely coherent as he is slumped in a corner.
His ?cut man? is working on the broken nose. Dutch
Harris: Can Kenshin even get out of his corner? He looks knocked out. Eryk
Masters: He?s going to HAVE to. This was his idea and he?s got to be
having second thoughts with this match. DING
DING. The bell sounds as Kenshin has to be helped up by his corner men
while Gideon charges in. Kenshin?s corner man hops down as he shakes his
head. Kenshin tries to cover up but Gideon fires rapid fire shots with
punches and kicks. Kenshin makes one last desperation as he shoves off.
Gideon goes back a few steps as he laughs and charges in with his shoulder
but Kenshin JUMPS out of the way as Gideon?s shoulder hits the
turnbuckle. BOOM! Gideon
falls down as Kenshin hooks the leg of Gideon and turns him over for the
Texas Cloverleaf. Gideon screams out in pain while Kenshin just tries to
hang on as he is visibly tired in just 10 minutes in this grueling
contest. Gideon quickly gets to the ropes to force the break. Kenshin lets
go while he awaits Gideon to stand up. Dutch
Harris: Kenshin used his quickness there to dodge Gideon?s shoulder
there. Eryk
Masters: That?s all he can do. He is BEAT up and Gideon didn?t use any
weapons or gimmicks?.just HIM. How scary is that, Dutch? Gideon
stands and BOOM! Heaven?s Blade. Gideon is down like a shot. Kenshin out
of instinct falls down on Gideon?s body to make the cover but Scott
Kamura doesn?t make the count. Some of the crowd BOO?S but Kamura just
throws his hands up like ?I can?t do anything?. Kenshin screams at
Kamura out of frustration as he gets up, he grabs a leg of Gideon and
turns him over going for a Single leg crab but Gideon rolls through as
Kenshin?s chest hits the turnbuckles. Gideon grabs Kenshin by the head
and just RAMS him face first to the turnbuckle as the blood which had
dried up but is now once again bleeding. Gideon grabs Kenshin by the torso
and just DROPS him but Kenshin contorts his body as Kenshin gets dropped
onto his shoulder as he runs back and BAM! Shining Wizard to the BACK of
Gideon?s head. Gideon is DOWN! Dutch
Harris: Vicious? .just VICIOUS. Gideon might have a concussion after
that one. Eryk
Masters: But Kenshin just might have screwed himself out of this match.
Gideon can?t submit if he?s knocked out cold. Dutch
Harris: Well this is Kenshin?s FIRST submission match and his
inexperience is really showing, I think. Kenshin
gets Gideon?s lifeless body up in a sit-up position as Kenshin locks in
the Dragon sleeper but instead of just rearing back, he turns Gideon over
with Kenshin on Gideon?s back in a DRAGON CLUTCH! Kamura asks Gideon if
he?ll tap. Kenshin YANKS back as Gideon?s face is turning shades of
red from the lack of oxygen. The timer starts to count down from the 60
second mark as the fans are really HOT wanting to see Gideon tap out.
Kenshin shakes his head YES YES but Gideon refuses. Kenshin can?t do
anything else except keep Gideon in the middle of the ring as Gideon
squints and his eyes are fixated on the second clock ticking away. The
fans start to chant ?TAP? ?TAP? ?TAP? but Gideon pays them no
mind. The timer 10?9?8?7?6?5?4?3?.2?.1?.0! Kamura
makes Kenshin break the hold as the crowd BOOS Kamura as Kenshin goes back
to his corner. Eryk
Masters: Unbelievable! Kenshin had his Dragon Clutch locked in but Gideon
just took the pain. Dutch
Harris: Oh man?.I LIKE IT! Eryk
Masters: WHAT THE? HEY! That?s my line. Gideon
limps to his corner as his corner men work on him. They put water all over
his body to hydrate his body and try to stretch his leg and now his neck.
Kenshin refuses water as he stand up as he has to be physically restrained
by his corner from charging into the ring. Dutch
Harris: Kenshin is ITCHING to get back. He knows Gideon is just one move
away from getting a submission and ending this BRUTAL match. DING
DING! The bell sounds to signify the last round. Kenshin charges in and
DROPKICKS Gideon right in the chest. Kenshin goes to the neck area of
Gideon and is going for the Dragon Clutch again but this time Gideon rolls
to his back and KICKS Gideon away. Kenshin charges but Gideon charges and
lowers the shoulder. BOOM!
Kenshin
is CUT in half with the Gore. Mark of Gideon. Kenshin holds the ribs in
agony but Gideon can?t follow up on the move as he is slow to stand.
Gideon grabs Kenshin and props him up in a corner. Gideon backs up and
DRIVES the knee to Kenshin?s face with the SHINING WIZARD. The crowd
BOOS as Gideon just used Kenshin?s own hold against him. Gideon drags
Kenshin to the middle of the ring and he applies the double ankle lock.
Gideon?s Crossing! Eryk
Masters: I can?t believe how fast this match turned around. Now Kenshin
has to escape this ankle lock. Kenshin
can?t do much else but dig his fingers into the eyes of Gideon as Gideon
screams out and lets the hold go. Kenshin limps up but Gideon tackles him
down as Gideon now is going for a leg submission. SHARPSHOOTER! Kenshin
screams out in pain as he quickly tries to go for the ropes, he reaches
out and JUST makes it. But Gideon grabs him and puts him BACK to the
middle of the ring and re-applies the Sharpshooter not paying attention to
the rules. Kamura has to force Gideon to letting the hold go. He does only
to blatantly CHOKE Kenshin with both hands. Kenshin?s legs trash around
as Gideon is just LIVID! Dutch
Harris: What the?.. Gideon is just cheating here. Eryk
Masters: I think he?s frustrated that he can?t get Kenshin to submit
in HIS match. Gideon
lets go and punches the face of Kenshin with HARD shots to the cheek as
Kenshin rolls to his back. Gideon doesn?t go for a choke though, instead
he gets up and STOMPS Kenshin to the back of the head. CRACK! Kenshin is
limp now as Kenshin is helped up by Gideon. Belly to belly SUPLEX by
Gideon into a HARD elbow to the cheek of Kenshin. Gideon demands a
microphone and gets it. Gideon:
This thing on?.. (taps it)?..Kenshin, the WHOLE world is going to make
you say I QUIT. Say it, you son of a bitch. Gideon
DRIVES the microphone to the side of Kenshin?s head. Gideon:
SAY IT! Kenshin
refuses and gets ANOTHER shot to the head with the mic. Kamura snatches
the microphone away from Gideon as Gideon grabs an ankle of Kenshin and is
about to apply another ankle lock when Kenshin rolls him into what looks
like a small package but Kenshin gets back on his feet and QUICKLY applies
the cross arm breaker. Dutch
Harris: Kenshin is going for
his Vindication is Mine?.he?s won a couple of matches with that arm
breaker. Eryk
Masters: Yeah but no one in that class of an AJ Gideon though. Time is
running out, can Kenshin do it? Kenshin
gets up only to drag Gideon up. Kenshin grabs Gideon and THROWS him
shoulder first to the ring post and THEN he applies the cross arm breaker
again. The fans go WILD as Kenshin rears back with the cross arm breaker.
Gideon is too smart though as he uses his legs to get to the ropes.
Kenshin swears in frustration as he now demands the microphone and he
SMACKS the microphone to the face of Gideon. Kenshin:
Say it?. Gideon?.SAY IT! Kenshin
pounds the mic into the head of Gideon again, he puts the microphone
by Gideon?s mouth as he goes back and RE-APPLIES the Dragon
Clutch. Gideon:
AAAAAARGGGGGHHHH! The
timer starts to run down. 15?.14?.13?.12?.11?.10?.9?..8?Gideon
swats the microphone away?.7?.6?.his arm goes
up?..5?..4?..3?..he?s about to tap?.2?.1?.. Dutch
Harris: OH NO! NO! Damn it! Kenshin was ROBBED! Eryk
Masters: Is that it? Is there an over time for this thing? The
crowd starts to chant ?FIVE MORE MINUTES?
as both guys can barely stand. The dried blood is caked on
Kenshin?s nose while Gideon is clutching his neck. Kamura informs
Samantha who makes the announcement. Samantha
Coil: Head Referee Scott Kamura has informed me that this match WILL END
AS A TIME LIMIT DRAW! Kenshin
gets his Cruiserweight Title handed to him but he drops it as he is more
interested in finishing things off with Gideon. Gideon gets turned around
while Kenshin holds his right hand and holds all five fingers to motion
?FIVE more minutes?. Gideon shakes his head NO, Kenshin turns around
and Gideon shoves him down. Kenshin gets back up as Gideon ducks to the
outside and ONLY then does he TAP out to mock Kenshin. Kenshin is about to
go after him but he?s restrained by his corner men. Dutch
Harris: This rivalry is far from over. Eryk
Masters: Those two still have a match for the Cruiserweight Title. I
wonder if that will happen at Long Road Home. Dutch
Harris: Nothing was settled tonight. If anything, these guys hate each
other MORE. Backstage in his locker room, Declan O'Leary watches the ending of the match on the monitor in his room. He finishes up lacing his boots, and taping up his right hand. Declan O'Leary: I'm not gonna let Jonny feck with me. Tonight, X and I, we dance. He rises out of his seat and throws a couple of quick kicks into the air, followed by a round of hard right jabs. As he starts out of his locker room, Tim, Tom, and Tireswing walk in... laughing and being general punks. Tim: Well if it isn't Declan O'FAG! Tireswing: Man good one Tim! The two high five and O'Leary just stands there for a moment, looking at all three of Jonny's random backstage entourage. Tom: Man I totally beat you in the Cruiserweight title tournament too... and tonight you're going to lose. You're going to lose bad! All three of the punks laugh it up, and without warning Declan O'Leary swings at all of them, taking each man down with one punch each. The fans pick up big time as O'Leary stands tall over the three fallen goons. Declan O'Leary: Let this be a message to Jonny... let this be a message to X... I'm not a man to be fecked with, and I'm goin' to retain me title. Slan gut. O'Leary heads out of the locker room now to the sound of the cheering fans. From there the camera cuts to ringside. Dutch Harris: What a night it has been, and I hate to say it, Eryk... but it gets even more interesting. Eryk Masters: More Fujita video clips? Those are something else... Dutch Harris: Not exactly. Folks if you remember a few weeks back we received some interesting video footage of one former SHOOT Project member, Dave Hawkins. Well... we have a follow up it seems, so take a look. The
SHOOT Project big screen lights up, and we are taken inside a hospital
room. The bright white paint
seems to bring light to a room that is full of darkness. In the single bad lays a figure, hooked up to a series of
machines. Sounds fill the
room, a beep every second is accented by a faint buzzing whose silence
brings nothing but sorrow. Beside
the bed a woman sits. Her
head rests to the side of the man on the bed, her long brown hair flowing
off the bed. Suddenly the
door to the room pops open and in steps a doctor.
The woman slowly sits up, watching the doctor look at the machines,
occasionally noting something on his clipboard.
He adjusts the IV and begins to walk out. Woman:
Is he ever going to wake up? Doctor:
Mrs. Hawkins?I have always been honest with you.
We don?t know. Coma?s
are impossible to predict. Mrs.
Hawkins: So?. Doctor:
We just don?t know Mrs. Hawkins. His
brain activity is good, but that could all change.
Mrs.
Hawkins: So nothing has changed? Doctor:
Dave has been with us for two months now, and every time there has been
the slightest change we have told you immediately.
I can?t begin to imagine how difficult this has been for you, and
I?m doing everything to keep you informed. Mrs.
Hawkins: But you said he?ll walk? Doctor:
He sustained no break in his spine, and his reflex tests have been okay.
If he wakes, he will walk. We
just don?t know if he will be?the same. Mrs.
Hawkins: I know, you told me he might be a vegetable and I told you that
if he is than he wouldn?t want ? Doctor:
Mrs. Hawkins, that is not a term we use here, please. Mrs.
Hawkins: And I told you. If
that?s how he wakes up, he wouldn?t want to live at all.
X-Calibur
vs. Declan O'Leary Samantha Coil: The following contest is
scheduled for one fall and is for The Iron Fist Title. Introducing first.
He is the guest referee? JONNY JOHNSON! ?Slow
Burn? by David Bowie hits the speakers as Jonny comes out sporting a cut
off Referee shirt as Johnson walks down and he?s by a corner looking
back. Samantha Coil: The challenger. He is a FORMER
Iron Fist Champion?. He hails from Lost River, Pennsylvania and weighs
in at 253 pounds? this is X-CALIBUR! 'Fistful
of Steel' by RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE hits the speakers as X comes out to
ENORMOUS heel heat. X flips off a couple of fans on his way down the ramp
to add even more heat to this. X and Jonny exchange looks as X folds his
arms and stares back at the entrance ramp. Samantha Coil: From Boston Massachusetts, he
weighs in at 176 pounds?. This is the REIGNING SHOOT PROJECT Iron Fist
champion??this is Celtic Thunder DECLAN O? LEARY! 'As One? by Dropkick Murphy?s hits the
speakers as green fireworks go off at the entrance and O? Leary
takes off his Title but doesn?t hand it to Jonny but instead gives it to
ring attendant. Jonny shrugs his shoulders like ?Eh? as Jonny calls
for the bell. X and O? Leary tie up. X shoves down O? Leary HARD to
the mat as X charges but O? Leary with a leg trip and O? Leary drops
the elbow to the chest of X. X gets up and gets a couple of knife edge
chops to the ripped chest of X. Irish whip by O? Leary, drop down by
O? Leary as X comes back and a HIGH dropkick as X goes all the way to
the floor. O? Leary is fired up as X kicks the ring steps in
frustration. Jonny makes a mock 10 count to try to coax X back into it but
it?s obvious Jonny could care less. Dutch Harris: Well O? Leary is really starting
strong and X is HOT! Eryk Masters: And X just PUNCHED a fan right in
the face. WHAT THE HELL? X took out his anger on a fan as security rushes
to ring side to attend to the fallen fan. X raises his arms like
?What?d I do?. O? Leary comes down and checks on the fan as X
drives the knee to the back of O? Leary as Declan goes face first to the
guard rail. The fans are BOOING as Jonny warns X to get back in the ring
but X picks O? Leary up and drops him throat first on the guard rail. X
then picks O? Leary up and throws him shoulder first to the ring steps.
BOOM! The steps topple over as X rolls O? Leary back in. Jonny makes the standing 10 count?.
1?2?.3?.4?O? Leary gets up only to get a DDT across the throat
that he calls Cross Hair DDT. Dutch Harris: Well O? Leary just got up but X
knocked him right back down. Eryk Masters: X wants to be a TWO time Iron Fist
champion and he says that it was a title he NEVER really lost. O? Leary back
down?.1?.2?3?4?5?..6?.O? Leary stands up again as X goes
for a Full Nelson but O? Leary goes backwards squashing X into the
corner. O? Leary does a drop toe hold. O? Leary goes to the 2nd
rope as he awaits X?X turns around into a missile drop kick with both
feet. Dropkick Murphy! O? Leary goes to the top rope to follow up his
signature hold. O? Leary flies with a somersault elbow but X moves out
of the way. BOTH guys are down now as Jonny makes the standing 10 count. Dutch Harris: MAN! What a hard hitting match.
Both guys are wasting no time with this one. 1?2?3?.4?5?X gets back?.6?.Declan
gets up as both guys exchange knife edge chops as the crowd respond with a
WOOOO with each chop. X with a hard boot to the abs of O? Leary,
front face lock by X and slingshots him off the ropes and suplex him down.
X doesn?t stop there though as he picks O? Leary up?front
face lock?.DDT?..X picks him up?.DDT AGAIN?..X picks him
up?.DDT! Trifecta by X as O? Leary is down. Eryk Masters: THREE DDT?s by X?.can this be
IT? 1?.2?.3?4?.5?6?7?.O? Leary gets
back up?front face lock as X goes for a FOURTH DDT but O? Leary does a
Northern Lights Throw to counter. X tries to get back up?boot to the abs
by O? Leary and follows it up with a scissors kick! X?s face bounces
off the mat as O? Leary goes all the way to the top turnbuckle?.X
grabs Jonny and throws him toward the ropes?. OOOHH?.O? Leary gets
crotched as Jonny admonishes X but X puts his arms up in a mock show of
innocence. X now going to follow up with a superplex perhaps as the fans
now boo Jonny. X gets to the 2nd turnbuckle?..Fireman?s
Carry into a REVERSE DDT! The Descent! X gets up as now Jonny makes the
standing 10 count. Dutch Harris: X just NAILED The Descent and O?
Leary is down. 1?2?3?4?5?.6?.7?8?.O? Leary
fights to get up only to get a SICK Spinebuster from X as O? Leary is
down AGAIN! Eryk Masters: X is making sure O? Leary stays
down this time. 1?.2?3?.4?.5?.6?.7?.O? Leary
uses X-Calibur?s legs to pull himself up as now the blood is starting to
trickle around the mouth of O? Leary. X just shoves O? Leary down as X
looks disgusted. X picks O? Leary up, standing head scissors but O?
Leary counters with a backdrop. O? Leary can?t follow it up though as
he?s too tired. Jonny points to O? Leary like ?Come on?. O?
Leary pays Jonny no mind as he picks X back up and drives him face first
to the top turnbuckle as the crowd chants along? 1?2?3..4?5?6..7..8?9..10..11?12?13?14?15?16?17?18?19?20! Dutch Harris: I guess O? Leary decided to give
X a double dosage of turnbuckle that time! Eryk Masters: X looks woozy and any guy would be
after getting a face full of steel 20 times. HEY! That?s his music. Face
full of steel right? Dutch Harris: That?s FIST full of steel,
idiot. Eryk Masters: OH! I get it. Fist full of
steel?.Iron Fist?.catchy? I LIKE IT! O? Leary grabs X back up. Cobra Clutch?.into
a SUPLEX! X gets dropped square on his head as X is down and Jonny makes
the standing 10 count 1?2?3?4?.5?6?7?X gets back up and
O? Leary pays X back for those moves earlier on by SPEARING X back down.
O? Leary gets X up?..inverted face lock and drops X neck first onto
his knee. O? Leary goes to the top rope now and he dives off with a
HEADBUTT from the TOP! Dutch Harris: O? Leary just NAILED the
headbutt from the top turnbuckle. Eryk Masters: Is this IT? Did O? Leary just
retain his title? Jonny makes the standing 10
count?.1?.2?.3?4?.5?6?.7?.X grabs Jonny and X uses Jonny
to pull himself up. O? Leary grabs Jonny and throws him out of the way
and that?s the opportunity that X needs? LOW BLOW! O? Leary goes
down from the cheap shot as the fans are going BERSERK and nearing riot
levels at the convenience of Jonny not seeing X?s cheating and O?
Leary maybe is about to lose
his Iron Fist title. Dutch Harris: Well X will take any short cut to
get HIS title back again. Eryk Masters: Even though I don?t like O? Leary, he has been a fighting champion and with THESE odds, it just might be coming to an end. O'Leary writhes in pain on the mat as Jonny observes the situation. X-Calibur stands there taunting O'Leary to get back up... when suddenly Jonny starts the count. One... Dutch Harris: Jonny making a count, but this is hardly enough to keep Declan off of his feet. Two... Eryk Masters: O'Leary rising up and this one is obviously going to continue. Jonny suddenly raises both of his hands now, all fingers up. Ten! Jonny motions for the bell and immediately flips over the tope rope... leaving the ring. X-Calibur stands there in disbelief. Samantha Coil: Ladies and Gentlemen the winner of this match and NEW Iron Fist Champion... X-Calibur! "Fistful of Steel" begins to play again as the fans are outraged here tonight. Dutch Harris: Jonny SCREWED Declan! I can't believe it.. Declan was almost to his feet and Jonny skipped right to ten! O'Leary pulls himself up to his feet now and just looks on as Jonny walks away, leaving Declan's fate as champion decided. X-Calibur is equally upset... but grabs the Iron Fist Title anyway and sizes up Declan. As Declan turns around X-Calibur just NAILS him with the Iron Fist title. X then drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, shaking his head with frustration. Eryk Masters: What a night it's been. All of this hatred and animosity between the superstars is making the fans unhappy. Kenshin and Gideon couldn't finish each other off, Mallows was the deciding factor that kept the belt on Thomas, and now Jonny is the reason Declan O'Leary is no longer Iron Fist champion! Dutch Harris: And X-Calibur walking away almost as if he lost, but he is, whether he likes how things went down or not, the New Iron Fist champion. You are in the
back and you see Gideon and Kenshin nose to nose staring at each other. A
crowd of security gaurds are standing around them ready to break the two
up if one of them makes a move. John Thomas: Hey Mallows, you want to play? Fine, we're going to play. Not on your terms, though, but on mine. My terms, Vincent, is that we're going to do this thing on pay per view at Long Road Home. You against me. Don't worry about going to SHOOT Project management and trying to get it taken away or playing some manipulative trick. It's going to be you and me, and it's taking place at Long Road Home. Mallows just looks at Thomas, a slight smile on his face. He looks to start to say something but Thomas just slaps him hard across the face. John Thomas: No! I'm not done yet. I said on my terms. And Vincent, my terms are just more than a plain old little match. You wanted to play, Vincent, so we're going to play. You cost me a clean victory, you try to taint my run as a champion. That's fine. But I will redeem myself at Long Road Home. Because I will beat you, I will keep the Monday Night Title... and you won't be able to run, Vincent. Thomas slowly starts to smile, and the fans pick up as Thomas moves in nose to nose with Vincent. John Thomas: You won't be able to run, because I asked them, I begged them for a match that would make sure it was just you and me. We're going to play, Vincent... Inside a Steel Cage. The fans can be heard going nuts from the ringside area, as Vincent Mallows and John Thomas just stare at each other. Slowly though Thomas starts to back away. That smile on his face... showing a different side. John Thomas: Check, Vincent. He winks at the man and leaves the room. For a moment Vincent just stands there... an odd smirk on his face... but then he hears it... the fans chanting for Carver... the match is about to begin. Vincent Mallows: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! Mallows kicks a chair clear across his locker room and starts flipping out entirely. Tugging at his hair, kicking anything in his path. From there the scene fades out, taking us back to the ring area one more time for tonight's main event. Del
Carver vs. Vincent Mallows Dutch
Harris: Two matches signed for Long Road Home... the unexpected arrival of
Christopher Davis... and a night of exciting action all comes to an end
with this final match. Fans,
this next match is not for a championship title.
This is not being broadcast on Pay Per View.
Despite that, this next fight stands to be one of the most hard
fought, emotional matches we've ever seen in SHOOT PROJECT.? Eryk
Masters: ?For once, I have
to agree with your opinion, Dutchman.
These two men...well I was going to say hate each other, but I
don't think hate is a strong enough word.
Since last year, these two superstars have been on a collision
course, and now finally, tonight in our Main Event, we're going to see
them face off, for the first time ever, one on one.? The
television announcers are cut short, as the lights in the arena dim, and
?BOOM? by P.O.D. starts to play over the sound system. The fans start to cheer, and Samantha Coil steps into the
spotlight in the center of the ring. Samantha:
?Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is a one fall contest,
with a 60 minute time limit, and is your MAIN EVENT for the evening!? The
fans roar in appreciation, and Diamond Del Carver appears at the head of
the ramp, as his music continues to rock the arena in Laramie, Wyoming.
Del
is pushing a shopping cart packed with all sorts of hardcore
paraphernalia. We can see a
steel trash can, which contains a bat, a shovel, a metal pipe, a golf
club, and a hockey stick. There
is also a huge spool of barbed wire in the cart, a Stop Sign, two folded
Steel Chairs, a Kendo Stick, and the steel lid to the trashcan.
The fans cheer even louder once they see the contents of Del's
shopping cart. Del
Carver is wearing his usual ensemble of black motorcycle boots, and faded
blue jeans, but tonight, he is wearing a black, sleeveless T-Shirt with a
Green Shamrock, and the name ?CELTIC THUNDER? across the top and
?DECLAN O'LEARY? across the bottom.
Del pounds points to the name ?O'LEARY?, and then pounds his
fist over his heart, and points upwards. Del
Carver starts to push his loaded cart down the aisle to the ring with one
hand, and reaches out to slap hands with the fans with his free hand. Samantha
Coil: ?Introducing first:
making his way to the ring from Jackson Mississippi, he stands 6 feet
tall, and weighs in at 247 pounds, this is ?THE HARDCORE OUTLAW?
DIAMOND DEL CARVER!? As
the fans continue to give him a warm ovation, Del parks his cart next to
the timekeepers table, and rolls himself into the ring. Del winks at Samantha, and then limps over to the corner,
climbs the turnbuckles, and raises his arms over his head to greet the
receptive Wyoming crowd. Del's
music fades... ?My
Immortal? by Evanescence starts to play, as the fans start to boo
loudly. Vincent Mallows
emerges from the backstage area, and steps into the spotlight at the head
of the ramp. Samantha
Coil: ?And now, making his
way to the ring...hailing from Waterbury Vermont he stands 6 feet 4 inches
tall and weights 247 pounds, this is VINCENT MALLOWS!? The
fans are jeering and screaming insults at Vincent Mallows, as he stands in
the spotlight for a moment. Mallows
looks out to the fans, and then shakes his head, as if he is disgusted
with them, or even feels pity on them.
Vincent Mallows calmly strolls down the aisle to the ring, as his
music continues to play, and he ducks under the ropes, and stares at Del
Carver. As
the sound of Evanescence slowly fades, Samantha exits the ring, and SHOOT
PROJECT Head Referee Scott Kamura enters.
The house lights go down, and the bell rings. For a long moment, Del Carver and Vincent Mallows stand in
opposite corners, just staring directly at each other, neither man
blinking or looking away. Dutch
Harris: ?Well, this is
intense. I half expected
these two to charge at each other and start beating the hell out of one
another right away, but that's not happening.? Eryk
Masters: ?I don't know if
this is a wrestling match, or a staring contest.
If you ask me, this is just another example of the mind games of
Vincent Mallows, and Del Carver does NOT want to play mind games with
Mallows because if he does he's going to LOSE.? Scott
Kamura stands in the middle of the ring, and looks back and forth between
Carver and Mallows. Kamura
slaps his hands together and yells ?FIGHT!?
The fans are cheering themselves hoarse in anticipation, clapping
and stomping, as Del Carver and Vincent Mallows slowly head to the middle
of the ring, and stand eye to eye, toe to toe, and nose to nose.
Neither man blinks, or moves. Del
Carver begins to say something to Mallows, and Vincent Mallows smiles.
Suddenly Del Carver cocks his fist, and throws a huge jab, right at
the jaw of Vincent Mallows! BAM! Carver
decks Mallows right on the jaw, and Vincent Mallows hits the mat like a
ton of bricks. Diamond Del
Carver stands over Mallows, almost trembling with rage, as the fans erupt.
Vincent Mallows
just calmly rubs his hand across his bottom lip. Mallows looks at his hand and sees blood on his fingers,
as Del Carver has split his lip with that stiff right hand.
Mallows slowly stands up, looks at the blood on his hand...and
SMILES again! Carver
looks at Mallows amazed at his reaction, and then screams in anger, and
rears back, throwing another wild haymaker style right at the face of
?The Manipulator.? This
time, Mallows is ready. Vincent
Mallows easily side steps the wild punch from Del Carver, and then grasps
Del's arm. Carver is off
balance from the missed punch, and Mallows uses Del's own momentum against
him, as he drives Carver to the mat, face first using his right arm as a
guide. Dutch
Harris: ?What reflexes by
Mallows. He used Carver's own
punch to take him down, with a combination ARM BAR TAKE-DOWN? Eryk
Masters: ?People get all
caught up in this whole ?Evil? persona that Vincent Mallows portrays,
that they forget that he is an excellent technical wrestler...but he's
about to give Del Carver a reminder of how good he really is.? Vincent
Mallows keeps Del Carver face first on the mat, and then slides around and
clamps on a front face lock. Mallows
grinds the hold in tight, cutting of Carver's air around the neck and
upper torso. Referee Scott
Kamura gets down on one knee to check that the hold is legal, but it is a
textbook front chancery hold. Del
lays face down, flat on the mat, as Vincent Mallows keeps the hold locked
on. Carver begins to slam his
boot into the mat over and over again, as the fans start to clap along. Del fights his way up to his knees, and Vincent Mallows bears
down as hard as he can, trying to keep Carver on the mat.
Del struggles to his feet. Mallows
releases the front face lock, backs off, and before Del Carver can react
or defend himself, Mallows fires a spot on, precision drop kick, which
nails Carver directly on the right knee!
Del Carver screams in agony, and collapses to the mat, holding his
right thigh. Vincent
Mallows grabs Del Carver's right leg, which forces Carver to flip onto his
back. Mallows carefully tucks
Del's right shin in between his own shins as he stands over Carver...and
then he throws himself BACK! SNAP! Del
Carver shoots into the air, grabbing his right knee, and screaming in
absolute agony, as the fans gasp at the sight of Vincent Mallows throwing
himself backwards and landing with all of his weight on The Hardcore
Outlaw's right leg. Del is in
obvious pain, grimacing and clutching his right leg, as he rolls over onto
his side. Vincent
Mallows stands up, and slowly circles around the fallen Carver, measuring
him off. Mallows holds both
of his arms out sideways to balance himself, and then lifts one knee up,
and falls forward, DRIVING his own right knee into the side of Del
Carver's right leg! Carver
screams again in pain, and curls up into a ball, holding the back of his
right knee. Dutch
Harris: ?Fans, as many of
you know, the greatest technical wrestlers in the game are famous for the
same technique. Finding a
weakness in their opponent, picking a particular body part, and then
focusing all of their offense on that spot.
Well it looks like Vincent Mallows has found his weakness in Del
Carver, and he is going to work.? Eryk
Masters: ?Harris, everybody
knows that Del Carver has bad legs...everybody.
He walks like a 70 year old man, limping around.
Well front the minute the bell rang, Mallows has zeroed in on
Carver's right leg, and he is doing his best to cripple him.? Del
Carver gets up on his left knee, trying to get to his feet, as Vincent
Mallows backs off, and circles behind Carver.
Mallows crouches like a predator, waiting for Carver to get up.
Del finally puts some weight on his right leg, and slowly starts to
stand up straight, when Mallows strikes. Vincent
Mallows stands behind Del Carver, rears back with his right leg, and fires
a sharp precision kick, which lands perfectly against the back of Carver's
right knee. Once again, Del
Carver collapses, after having the pins knocked out from underneath him.
Del Carver pounds his fist into the mat in frustration, and gets up
on all fours, trying to get to his feet.
Vincent Mallows grabs Del's right boot, and then lifts Carver's
right leg as HIGH as he can in the air, up over his head, so he is almost
holding Carver upside down by his leg.
Mallows then holds Carver's foot, and SPIKES Del's right knee into
the mat! Carver sprawls out
on the mat face first, holding his head and screaming in pain.
Vincent
Mallows stands over Carver, and starts to STOMP on the back of Del's right
knee, over and over again! Mallows
grabs the top rope to give himself even more leverage, and he stomps even
harder on the wounded leg of The Hardcore Outlaw. Del Carver is thrashing around, trying to pull himself away
by his fingers, but Mallows stands over top of him, driving his foot into
the back of Del's knee again, and again, and again. Finally,
Scott Kamura grabs Vincent Mallows and pulls him off Carver, ordering him
to back up. The camera zooms
in on the face of ?The Manipulator? and Mallows has an eerily calm
expression on his face, but a wild look in his eyes. Dutch
Harris: ?I don't know if I
should be sickened by the relentless attack by Vince Mallows, as he
systematically cripples Del Carver, or if I should admire his
technique!? Eryk
Masters: ?How can you NOT
admire Mallows' attack Harris? He's
brilliant! Every move he
executes is designed to punish that right leg of Del Carver, and you know
why? Carver is a puncher and a kicker. If he can't boot Mallows in the gut, there goes 50% of his
offense, and Mallows knows that! Not
only that, but if Carver can't stand up, or walk, he can't swing a chair,
he can't throw a good punch...he's HELPLESS!
Del Carver is NOT a mat wrestler, and Vincent Mallows has totally
taken him out of his element. It's
brilliant strategy from ?The Puppetmaster!?
Mallows is pulling the strings, and Carver has no choice but to
dance! Dance on ONE LEG!? The
fans are still noisy, but they have been largely subdued by the one sided
attack of Vincent Mallows in this match.
Aside from his opening punch, Del Carver has had virtually no
offense, and Mallows has been meticulously working on Del's leg for almost
10 minutes. Scott
Kamura back Mallows up, and appears to be warning him about using the
ropes as a weapon and refusing to break when ordered.
Mallows stares into the eyes of Kamura and spits out a retort,
arguing with the respected official.
As Kamura and Mallows argue, Del Carver lies on his side, holding
his leg in misery. It is
obvious that Mallows has almost incapacitated Carver, as he cannot
struggle to his feet, no matter how hard he tries. Mallows
contemptuously shoves Kamura aside, and strides forward, grabbing Carver
by the right boot, and pulling him into the middle of the ring, flat on
his back. Mallows points into
the face of Del Carver and laughs, as the fans boo loudly, and scream at
Mallows. Del Carver looks up
at Mallows, incensed. With
all his might, Carver sits up, and swings at Mallows with a wild punch,
but Mallows easily leans back and avoids the impact. Mallows
lifts up Carver's right leg, points in his face again, and then steps over
Del's right leg and TWISTS violently, in a step over toe hold! Del Carver
sits bolt upright and SCREAMS in pain, as Vincent Mallows is twisting the
knee of The Hardcore Outlaw with vicious torque!
Carver starts to thrash around, trying to roll to his left, then
his right, but he is unable to roll away and break free! The
capacity crowd in Laramie Wyoming start to stomp in unison chanting
?Let's go Del! Let's go
Del! Let's go Del!? as
Carver holds the sides of his head and grits his teeth, in unbearable
pain, the sweat pouring down his face. Scott
Kamura drops to one knee next to Carver and asks him if he wants to give
up. Del shakes his head to
signify ?NO? but it is obvious that he will not be able to hold on
much longer. Del tries again
to roll to his left side, but he cannot break free.
He tries his right side, but that just makes the pain worse, as
Vincent Mallows cooly and effortlessly twists on the battered knee of Del
Carver. Finally,
in desperation, Del lifts his left boot, and rears back, booting forward
as hard as he can. Del's boot
catches Mallows right in the midsection, and Mallows releases the hold,
and falls to the mat, with the wind driven out of him temporarily. The fans erupt in cheers, as Carver has finally broken free
of the deadly leg hold. Dutch
Harris: ?That was CLOSE!
Vincent Mallows using the crippling submission hold made famous by
Dory Funk Jr., the spinning toe hold!
The pressure on Del Carver's right leg must have been unbearable,
I'm amazed he didn't tap out!? Eryk
Masters: ?Who cares who
invented that move? The fact
is that Mallows almost tore Carver's leg off with it!
That boot to the gut he hit Mallows with was nothing but pure
desperation!? Vincent
Mallows is up first, rubbing his midsection tenderly, and looking at
Carver with pure hatred in his eyes.
Mallows advances on Carver, as Del still lays prone on his back.
Mallows grabs Del's right leg, and steps over again, getting ready
to spin Suddenly,
Del sits up, and loops his right arm over the back of Vincent Mallows'
neck, and then rolls him back, in a SMALL PACKAGE PIN ATTEMPT! Scott
Kamura drops down to make the count! ONE! TWO! NO! At
the last possible second, Vincent Mallows breaks free from the small
package, sending both men sprawling.
The crowd groans loudly at the incredibly close count.
Vincent Mallows scrambles to his feet, at stares at Del Carver,
enraged at the fact that Carver almost got a surprise pin on him. Vincent
Mallows grabs Del Carver, and spins him around, flat on his back.
Mallows drapes Carver's right leg over the bottom rope, and then
leaps into the air, and throws all his weight onto Carver's leg, landing
on it with both feet! WHAM! Carver's
leg twists grotesquely, and Del screams in pain, as the crowd gasps
collectively at the sight of Carver's leg buckling with all of Mallows'
weight coming down on top of it. Vincent
Mallows reaches down, and pulls Del Carver to his feet, by the hair.
Del Carver sways unsteadily on his feet, barely able to put any
weight on his right knee. Mallows stands back, and then SLAPS Carver across the face!
Before
Del can react, Mallows kicks Del in the right knee, which forces Carver to
automatically bend over and grab his leg in a reflex action.
Mallows grabs Carver with a handful of hair, and then runs with
him, and whips him into the ropes. Instead
of bouncing off the ropes, Del reaches back, and holds onto the ropes with
both his arms behind him. Del
then pushes himself UP with his left foot, and somersaults BACKWARDS,
hurling himself over the top rope...to the outside! Del
Carver lands...right in front of the shopping cart. Eryk
Masters: ?OH NO!? Dutch
Harris: ?OH YES!? Del
Carver throws his head back, and LAUGHS, and then reaches into the
shopping cart and pulls out a KENDO STICK...which Del has pre-wrapped in
BARBED WIRE! Still smiling,
Del rolls under the bottom rope, and uses the stick to help himself up to
his feet like a crutch. As
the Wyoming fans blow the roof off the arena, Del Carver brandishes the
Barbed Wire Kendo Stick like a baseball bat.
Vincent Mallows stares at Carver, and looks as if he might try and
back away...but it is too late! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Swinging
the bamboo cane in a swift overhead fashion, Del Carver repeatedly hammers
the barbed wire laden stick across the top of the head of Vincent Mallows.
Almost immediately, a gash opens down the center of Mallows'
forehead, and blood starts to cascade down his face. The
fans are deafening, as Del swings the cane sideways, and takes out the
legs of Vincent Mallows! Mallows
hits the mat, and Del Carver stands over him, holds the bloody Kendo Stick
over his head, and screams! Dutch
Harris: ?Diamond Del Carver
has just split Vincent Mallows' head wide open, thanks to that barbed wire
Kendo Stick which Ed Raymond used to facetiously call ?The Fan
Favorite!? Eryk
Masters: ?Well, it sure is
a fan favorite! Listen to
this crowd!? Scott
Kamura gets into Del Carver's face, and orders him to toss the stick out
of the ring. Del smiles, and
throws the stick under the bottom rope, as the fans boo.
Carver points down at Vincent Mallows, and then Del sticks his
thumb out and slowly drags it across his throat. The
crowd goes ballistic again, knowing full well what this is the sign for.
Del stands unsteadily over the dazed Vincent Mallows, still putting
most of his weight on his left leg. As
Mallows tries to wipe the blood from his eyes, Del Carver reaches into his
back pocket and pulls out a folded up black leather glove.
As the fans scream out their approval, Del slowly pulls the glove
over his right fist, and we see, as expected, that the glove is tightly
wrapped in three or four tight strands of barbed wire! It
is Diamond Del Carver's old hardcore calling card, ?The Tokyo Kiss.? Del
pounces on top of Vincent Mallows, and starts to whale away at his
forehead with the gloved fist! BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM! Blood
starts to splatter and fly, as Del repeatedly drives his spiked right hand
directly into the already contused forehead of the cerebral Vincent
Mallows. Carver has his full
body weight on the torso of Mallows, who is kicking desperately, trying to
break free. Eryk
Masters: ?Oh gawd...oh
boy...that's it...I'm gonna BARF!? Dutch
Harris: ?Ladies and
Gentlemen, if you have children in the room, I suggest you get them OUT
NOW. Del Carver has snapped,
and he is assaulting Vincent Mallows with a glove, tightly wrapped up in
barbed wire.? Surprisingly,
Scott Kamura grabs the right hand of Del Carver, and forcibly drags him
off the chest of Vincent Mallows. Carver
looks crazed, and shoves Kamura back a few steps.
Scott Kamura rebounds, and sticks his finger right into the face of
Del Carver, ordering him to remove the glove or be disqualified
immediately. Carver is
breathing heavily, and is quite a sight, covered in the blood of Vincent
Mallows. Finally, Del tears the glove off his hand, and throws it
outside, where it lands next to the shopping cart.
The crowd boos loudly. Vincent
Mallows is laying in what almost appears to be a pool of his own blood.
Mallows gets up on his elbows, and wipes the blood from his eyes.
The man known as The Puppetmaster and The Manipulator is wearing
what many old school announcers call ?The Crimson Mask? in that his
face is totally bloody. He
is also smiling now...and laughing. Dutch
Harris: ?WHAT THE HELL?
Vincent Mallows is LAUGHING!? Eryk
Masters: ?Mallows has the
giggles! Look at him, he's up
on his knees, looking at his own blood, and he's smiling and laughing as
if he's having a great old time! This
man is BONKERS!? Del
Carver and Scott Kamura both stand and stare at Vincent Mallows in
amazement. Mallows stumbles
to his feet, and looks at Carver, laughing! Del
Carver is enraged, and he lunges at Mallows as fast as he can with his one
gimpy leg. Carver grabs
Mallows by the back of the head, and propels him face first into the
corner, where he starts to repeatedly smash Vincent face first to the
turnbuckle. As
they always do, the fans start to count along! One!
Two! Three!
Four! Five!
Six! Seven!
Eight! Nine!
TEN! Del
releases Mallows, who collapses in a bloody heap in the corner.
Carver uses the ropes to steady himself, then starts to stomp away
at Mallows with his left leg. Del
looks crazed, as he holds himself up with the ropes, and repeatedly drives
his boot into the head and back of The Manipulator. Scott
Kamura pulls Del Carver back, warning him for using the ropes as leverage.
Del backs off, but is arguing with Kamura loudly.
Vincent Mallows quickly rolls over onto his back, rears back with
his right foot, and DRIVES his boot, heel first into Del Carver's right
kneecap! Carver screams in
agony, and hits the mat, clutching his right leg in pain. Carver
is flat on his back holding his injured leg, as Vincent Mallows pulls
himself up onto all fours, and crawls over to where Del is lying.
Mallows is literally dripping blood, as he reaches across, and
places both his hands over Del Carver's face.
Vincent
Mallows places both of his thumbs over Del Carver's eyes, and presses
down, and at the same time he digs his fingers into Carver's forehead!
Blood starts to appear under Mallows' fingers, where Vincent is
literally opening gashes with his hands, and at the same time, pushing
down on Carver's eyes! Del
Carver is screaming in pain, and fighting as hard as he can to get away. Dutch
Harris: ?What in the name
of all that is good and decent is Vincent Mallows DOING?
Is he trying to BLIND Carver?? Eryk
Masters: ?Man, look at him
tearing at Carver's forehead with his fingers, he's opened him up without
even using a weapon! Ugh! That's GROSS!? Carver's
face is now a bloody mess, and Del grabs Mallows around both wrists, and
pulls The Puppetmaster's hands away from his bloody face. Del rears back, and HEADBUTTS Mallows across the bridge of
the nose. Mallows collapses
on the mat next to Carver, and also lays on his back, panting and
bleeding. The
fans are on their feet, cheering and stomping, as Scott Kamura looks down
at both men, laying flat on their backs, bleeding profusely.
Both men are breathing heavily, but show no signs of getting up, so
the referee starts to administer a standing 10 count... One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... As
Scott Kamura counts Seven, both men start to stir and sit up.
Del Carver rolls over a few times, and falls out of the ring,
landing on the concrete. Carver
starts to crawl on all fours, heading for his shopping cart loaded with
weaponry. Mallows sees what
Carver is up to, and wearily rises to his feet, and slides out of the ring
after him. Before
Carver can even get close to the shopping cart, Mallows stumbles up behind
him, grabs him by the back of the head, and pulls him to his feet.
Vincent Mallows lunges forward, and slams Del Carver's head into
the steel ring post! CRACK! The
crowd gasps at the sick sound of Carver's skull smacking the steel post.
Del slides into a crumpled heap in front of the corner, and Mallows
wastes no time in staggering over to him.
Vincent Mallows rolls the semi conscious Del Carver onto his back,
using his foot. Mallows then
stumbles over to the steel rings steps, and grabs them.
With an effort, Vincent Mallows presses the huge cast iron ring
steps over his head! Dutch
Harris: ?Oh my GAWD!
Will you look at THAT? Mallows
has the steel steps pressed over his head, and he's standing over top of
Diamond Del Carver!? Eryk
Masters: ?Look at all of
the camera flashes around this arena, Dutch!
This is one for the highlight reel, Vincent Mallows standing over a
helpless Del Carver with steel steps...and...OH DAMN!? BOOM! Vincent
Mallows DROPS the steel ringsteps right on top of Del Carver right LEG!
Carver sits bolt upright for a brief moment, and then falls back,
unconscious! The fans in the
Wyoming Arena start to chant in unison, over and over... ?HOLY
SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!? Vincent
Mallows falls down on all fours again, exhausted from the Herculean effort
of driving the steel steps into Carver's leg.
Mallows looks over at the unconscious Carver, and smiles evilly.
Up
in the ring, Scott Kamura is leaning over the top rope and bellowing at
Vincent Mallows to get back inside, or be counted out.
With a grimace, Mallows grabs the limp Carver by the back of the
head, and pulls him to his feet, and then rolls him into the ring, where
he lays like a rag doll. Mallows
stands for a moment, leaning on the apron, still dripping blood.
It is obvious that the blood loss is taking a lot out of The
Manipulator, but he is still going. Mallows
wipes the blood from his eyes, and rolls back into the ring.
Vincent
Mallows stands over the fallen Carver, and holds his hands over his head,
as the crowd jeers and boos him at the top of their lungs.
Mallows rolls Carver onto his back, and lays across him for the
cover. One! TWO! Carver
drapes his left leg over the bottom rope, and the crowd goes ballistic! Mallows
sits up, and stares at Del Carver, in shock.
Carver slowly opens his eyes, and looks up at Mallows.
Carver slowly raises his arm, and with a trembling hand, extends
his middle finger in Mallows' face. The
fans blow the roof off the Wyoming Arena, and start to chant: ?CAR-VER
CAR-VER CAR-VER!? Dutch
Harris: ?This match has
been going on now for almost 46 minutes.
Both of these men have pounded each other, stretched each other,
sliced each other, and pretty much abused each other in every conceivable
way...and Del Carver just pretty much summed up how they feel about one
another with one crude but simple hand gesture.? Eryk
Masters: ?This is vintage
SHOOT PROJECT, Harris. This
reminds me of the old days, back in Japan.
Scott Kamura has given both these men plenty of leeway with the
rules, and let them battle it out...and in turn they have almost killed
each other. Unreal.
These men just HATE each other so much...it's difficult to
describe.? Mallows
just stares at Carver's obscene hand gesture for a moment, and then he
slowly stands up, and pulls the half dead Del Carver to his feet.
Mallows lifts Carver into the air, and then drops him right shin
first across Vincent's own extended right leg, in a perfectly executed
shin breaker! Carver falls... ONE! TWO! NO! Carver
lifts the shoulder at the last minute, and the fans shriek in surprise. Mallows
stays on him, and attempts to pull Del to his feet again, but Carver
sticks his head under Mallows' arm, and stands up quickly, vaulting The
Puppetmaster through the air with an impromptu Northern Lights Suplex! THUD! Mallows
hits the mat, on the back of his head and neck, caught totally by
surprise! Carver simply
collapses on top of him for the COVER.. ONE! TWO! Mallows
kicks out, as the crowd groans in disappointment. Both
men slowly get to their knees, and then simultaneously rise to their feet.
Mallows doubles Carver over with a wicked kick to the gut, and then
locks him up, and SPIKES him into the mat with a DDT! Carver's
body convulses with the impact, and Mallows makes the cover... ONE! TWO! Carver
just barely lifts his shoulder up. The
crowd chants: ?TWO!? as Kamura holds up two fingers at Samantha, to
signify that Del kicked out in time.
Eryk
Masters: ?What the hell
does it take to put Carver away, a nuclear missile?? Dutch
Harris: ?One thing I know
about Del, is that the more he hates you, the harder he is to put
down...and I don't know of many people that Del Carver hates more than
Vincent Mallows.? At
the two count, Vincent Mallows shoots an evil look at Scott Kamura, and
then pulls Del to his feet. As
Del is about half way up, he DRIVES his shoulder into Vincent's
midsection, knocking the air right out of him.
Vincent Mallows doubles over.
Del
applies a 3/4 face lock on Mallows, placing Vincent's head on his
shoulder, and forms a headlock around the top of Mallows' head, with his
back to him. As the crowd
leaps to their feet in recognition, Del leaps forward, driving the chin of
Vincent Mallows right into Carver's shoulder, with Del landing flat on his
back. THE
DIAMOND CUTTER! Carver
yelps in pain from the impact to his right leg, but falls on Mallows for
the cover nonetheless... ONE! TWO! Suddenly,
the crowd starts to BOO loudly, as the SHOOTtron starts to flicker on. All
attention is turned that way, even Kamura?s as a young girl? jet black
hair and a red doll dress just stands in the middle of a room, shrieking.
It is enough to turn Kamura away from the action, and thus the
count is broken. Dutch
Harris: What the hell? this was it!
What is that all about? Eryk
Masters: That?s the little girl we keep seeing? wow? talk about a
bizarre way to break a count. Del
Carver gets to his knees, and pounds the mat with his fist in frustration.
Carver struggles to his feet, and stands over Vincent Mallows.
Del reaches down to pull Mallows to his feet, when Vincent fires
his hand up, in a chopping motion, right into the THROAT of Del Carver.
Both of Del's hands go to his neck protectively, and he falls and
lands on his back, gasping for air. Vincent
Mallows stands up, grabs Del's right leg, twisting it violently.
Carver flips over, and Mallows holds the ankle, and then turns
around, and sits down on Del's back, as he still has Del's right leg
locked up under his arm! Vincent
then LEANS back as far as he can, and grabs Del around the JAW, pulling
his head back towards his legs! The
fans gasp in horror! Dutch
Harris: ?WATERBURY CRAB!
This is one of Vincent Mallows' patented finishing maneuvers,
except he is executing it one legged style, so that all of the pressure is
going on Carver's battered right leg!? Eryk
Masters: ?Look at the
grotesque position that Mallows has twisted Carver's body into...laying on
his face, his neck pulled back towards his feet, and his right leg pulled
towards his HEAD! That's like
some demented version of the S.T.F., but I don't see anyway Carver can
hold on for long, not after all the punishment his right leg has taken
tonight.? Del
Carver is screaming in torturous pain, as Vincent Mallows PULLS with all
of his might, keeping Diamond Del Carver locked up in a one-legged
variation of his crippling finishing move, the Waterbury Crab.
Carver reaches out for the ropes, but he is too close to the middle
of the ring to get to them. Carver
cannot roll out, as he tries putting his body weight to the left, and then
to the right, but he is unable to escape. Scott
Kamura drops down to one knee next to Del Carver, and asks him if he wants
to give up. Del screams
?NO? but he cannot even shake his head due to the angle and grasp of
the one-handed neck crank that Mallows has on him as part of this hold. Finally,
Del Carver's eyes roll back in his head, and he lies completely still, and
stops fighting. The fans are stomping and clapping, but Del Carver has
fallen completely still and is not moving a muscle, with his eyes closed. Referee
Scott Kamura grabs Carver's arm, holds it up in the air, and then releases
it. It drops. Kamura does it
again. It drops again. Dutch
Harris: ?Eryk, if Del's
hand falls one more time, he'll be deemed unable to continue...? Eryk
Masters: ?I know that!
What am I...stupid?? Scott
Kamura holds Carver's hand in the air for a third time, and just as he
drops it... The
lights go out! ?Hey
Man, Nice Shot? by Filter starts to play, and the crowd erupts! Dutch
Harris: ?That's the theme
song of JOHN THOMAS, the SHOOT PROJECT MONDAY NIGHT CHAMPION!? Eryk
Masters: ?What the hell, is
he coming down here or something?? Vincent
Mallows stands up, releasing the Waterbury Crab Hold! Mallows stumbles over to the ropes, and peers up the aisle,
waiting for John Thomas to make his appearance. Scott Kamura, the fans, and Vincent Mallows are ALL looking
up to the entrance way, waiting to see if John Thomas comes out. The
theme music for The Monday Night Champion continues to play, and his
entrance video continues to show on the video wall by the entrance, and on
all the monitors around the Wyoming Arena, but John Thomas does not
appear... On
the mat, Del Carver's eyes snap open, and he looks around in confusion.
Carver looks up, and sees Mallows leaning over the top rope,
staring up the aisle. Carver
rolls over twice, reaches up, grabs Mallows by the back of the tights, and
fires him backwards in a SCHOOLBOY SMALL PACKAGE ROLL UP! Scott
Kamura is caught out of position, but once he turns and sees Carver
covering the shocked and surprised Mallows, he slides down to the mat for
the count... ONE! TWO! NO! Mallows
kicks forward with all of his might, and throws Del Carver off him!
The fans groan loudly in disappointment, as they were SURE that Del
Carver had Vincent Mallows pinned that time with the surprise roll up from
behind. John
Thomas' music stops playing, and both Del Carver and Vincent Mallows
wearily climb to their feet, in opposite corners, and stare at each other.
The fans are stomping and clapping, just as involved in this match
now as they were when it started. Dutch
Harris: Another distraction? and still no winner! I can?t believe this? I don?t know if this match will
even end! Both
men are a total mess, their faces soaked in dried and coagulated blood,
and sweat. They are both
breathing heavily, and are on the verge of exhaustion and dehydration. Del
Carver can barely put any weight at all on his right leg. The
two men slowly stagger to the center of the ring, and lock up, as if the
match is just beginning. They
tussle for control, back and forth, but neither can sustain the clear
advantage. For a moment, Del
Carver is forced back onto his left knee, and his right leg cannot support
his weight, but then he forces himself back up, and drives Vincent Mallows
backwards on his knees. Mallows
is drained from the loss of blood, but he manages to fight back to a
standing position. The
two men continue to tussle back and forth...and finally, Scott Kamura call
for a break, since neither man can gain the advantage. However as he
does so... The
bell rings. Scott
Kamura looks at Samantha Coil, puzzled.
Samantha puts the bell hammer down, and picks up the microphone. Samantha:
?Ladies and Gentlemen, the 60 Minute Time Limit for this match
has EXPIRED...therefore this match must officially be declared a TIME
LIMIT DRAW!? The
fans BOO loudly and start to chant ?BULLSHIT? again. Dutch
Harris: ?Has it been 60
Minutes? I guess it has!? Eryk
Masters: ?Time flies when
two guys are trying to kill each other!? Carver
and Mallows stare at each other, and then CHARGE! Mallows rears back and nails Carver across the chest with a
knife-edge chop, the smack sound reverberating throughout the arena.
Del Carver staggers back, but then rebounds and swings his right
arm overhead and in a downwards motion, and clubs Vincent Mallows over the
head with his fist! Mallows
answers with another chop, and Carver comes back with another overhead
right! The two men stand toe
to toe in the middle of the ring, exchanging chops and blows back and
forth, left and right, their arms swinging wildly, as the fans erupt
again. Del
Carver and Vincent Mallows tackle each other and start to roll all over
the mat, punching and kicking one another, the blood flying again.
Scott Kamura looks down, shakes his head, and then yells something
at Samantha. The
bell starts to ring, over and over again, and a herd of referees and
security men stampede down the aisle, and storm the ring, pulling Carver
and Mallows apart. Both men
have at least three men on each arm, as they are pulled apart to opposite
sides of the ring. Carver and
Mallows are yelling and cussing at each other as they are pulled apart. The
fans are blowing the roof off the Wyoming Arena, as the camera goes to
Dutch Harris and Eryk Masters seated at ringside in the broadcast
position. Dutch
Harris: ?Fans, call me
crazy, but I don't think anything really got settled here tonight.? Eryk
Masters: ?You might be
crazy, but you're right. I
think these guys might hate each other even MORE now, if that's
possible...and it's going to take more than one match to settle this much
rage. And if their next fight is anything like THIS one, I want to see
it!? Dutch Harris: Just not enough time here tonight to contain these two men... and folks we hate to leave on an unfinished note, but we are out of any and all time. We have gone to the limit and then some. Eryk Masters: These two didn't get it settled tonight... it's far from over. Long Road Home, two weeks away... Mallows and Thomas, Kenshin and Gideon, SHOOT Project Tag Titles on the line... that and so much more to still be decided. Join us next week! Dutch Harris: I'm Dutch Harris along side Eryk Masters. See you next week with more SHOOT Project action and the prelude to Long Road Home!! 
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