Post by Thunder on Jul 15, 2009 17:01:52 GMT -5
Cracks of thunder fills the speakers as the fans rise to their feet. The beginning notes of Miseria Cantere begins, but there are no fancy lighting or smoke effects, which is very weird. Yukio Blaze comes out from the curtain not wearing his normal wrestling attire, but just a WFWF T-Shirt and some basic denim shorts. He is noticeably hurt as not only is he walking with a limp, but he has a heavily taped up right knee. He takes his time to the ring as the fans are shouting out his name. Yukio carefully enters the ring under the ropes and has trouble for a minute getting up, but he finally does with help from the ropes. Yukio pulls of microphone out from his back pocket and signals for his music to come to a close.
Yukio tries to talk, but the fans are chanting YUKIO, YUKIO, YUKIO in unison. Yukio seems very emotional by the fans right about know and lowers his hand to ask for the fans to give him a second.
Yukio Blaze: Thank you, thank all of you. I'm only going to be out here for a few minutes to speak on a few things because that's what is needed right now.
I've been with the WFWF for over four years now. Thats on a contracted salary and not in the WFWF developmental league. If that time counted, then I would have almost five years, but thats not why I'm out here. In that time from two-thousand and five until now, I've been in some of the most brutal, greatest, and worst matches that there has ever been. I've faced off against Hall of Famers the likes of "Man of the Hour" Josh, Drakz, Alex Sean, Master of Destruction, Meg, EBR and future Hall of Famers such as Reverend Shadow, Tha CBT, Obo, Wayne McGurk, Kurt Burton, and of course Thunder. I've had some of the stupidest accolades in this company as well, such as longest guy to not hold a Championship Title, longest Pay-Per-View match streak, one of only few guys to be on Code Red, Hybrid, Odium, Felo-De-Se, and of course Loaded.
I have never won a Survival of the Fittest Match, nor have I been in a Superbrawl main event and I've told you in the audience and you at home this for the simple reason of, this is what makes me tick. This is what helps me get out of bed every morning. This is what makes me Your Random Hero.
RANDOM HERO, clapclapclap, RANDOM HERO, clapclapclap, RANDOM HERO
Yukio Blaze: You see, its not going to take nerO or Thunder, or anyone else to break me down. I'm showing of my weakness here tonight with my taped up leg. Just because I have a bummed and hurting leg, does not mean I will be bowing out of this years Survival of the Fittest. I wanted to come out here to show everyone that I have more heart in the business than some. For instance, EBR and DGX are currently bitching over who should be the Alpha Male and the WFWF Champion, while Thunder has it currently. There are the jerkies that call themselves The Revelation. They are trying to clean up the WFWF in their way, which in their eyes is good. I would like someone to call them and tell them that I've been there and currently doing so.
YOU GO TELL 'EM, clapclapclap, YOU GO TELL'EM
Yukio Blaze: I will be walking into Survival of the Fittest with all the odds against me and no one backing me. I will be a one man war machine that night because I will be taking you out for good nerO. You have been trying to break me and its not working. You will be broken by me and as for the rest of the Survival contenders, I basically just want all to know that I will not stop and will not surrender. I want to get my hands on Thunder one way or the other and the only way to do that is to survive amongst the elite, the cult members, and the new guy and when I show that I can go the distance with this much talent, unlike before. I want to be called Superman!!!!
The music starts up as Yukio is signaling the fans. The WFWF cuts to a commercial.
The Deep Sea Kid, The Revolting Blob, Blue Jay & Damon Stone vs. Cam Ward, Johnny Rocket, ICU & Brandon Wolfe
With so many guys in one match, there was almost too much action going on. But in the end, Damon Stone picked up the win for his team by pinning Cam Ward who, in a very disappointing turn of events, did not turn out to be the same person as the goalie of the Carolina Hurricanes.
We cut backstage where Thunder is on the phone in Trace Demon’s office. He seems more than a little irritated.
Thunder: Trace, I know you’re eager to get back in the ring, but don’t you think this is a little too soon?
Thunder pauses as he listens to Trace.
Thunder: You’ve had worse? That’s impossible.
Pause.
Thunder: Fine. I’ll give you a match. Who do you want to face?
Pause.
Thunder: Slayer’s been gone for years now.
Pause.
Thunder: Ed Asner isn’t a wrestler.
Pause.
Thunder: Actually, David Williams is coming back, so you’ve got yourself an opponent. Look, I gotta go. I’ll see you at Survival of the Fittest.
He hangs up.
Christian Shields vs. Ace Bennett
Once again this match was very competitive, with both wrestlers evenly matched. But once again Shields was able to come out on top, this time actually getting a pinfall victory instead of by countout.
Matthew Werner: Well it’s time for MOD and Tempest to hit the ring.
We come back as MOD is already in the ring, because apparently he doesn’t have a profile posted. Or I missed it. Either way, he’s in the ring.
Matt Steel: MOD is already in the ring. Pay attention!!
A low rumble of thunder echoes through the sound-system and the opening strains of Bodies kicks in, with the harsh, repeated whispering announcing the arrival of the Storm of the Century.
Matthew Werner: Here comes Tempest!
Matt Steel: Big deal.
"Let the bodies hit the floor...
Let the bodies hit the floor...
Let the bodies hit the floor...
Let the bodies hit the...*Tsss Tsss* FLOOOOOOOOORRRRRR!"
With the final extrended word of the chorus the stage explodes with a huge pyro display and then Tempest charges through the firey aftermath. Intense and ready for whatever comes, the Storm of the Century makes his way to the ring pumping his arms and calling out to the crowd. Once he arrives at the ring steps he storms up to the ropes, practically dodges through them, and heads immediately for a corner. Pulling himself up to stand on the second rope, Tempest howls and throws his arms up over his head to the approval of the crowd.
Matt Steel: Okay, lets get this match under way!
DING DING DING
MOD and Tempest immediately get into a grapple in the center of the ring. The two fight for position, trying to get the upper hand on another as Calvin Lee watches closely to make sure that it is all legal.
Matthew Werner: You gonna choose a winner?
Matt Steel: I pick Calvin Lee, just because he’s the ref and either way he is the boss in this match.
Matthew Werner: You’re only saying that cause he’s writing the match.
Matt Steel: Well I AM supposed to be biased right?
Tempest starts to get a small upper hand on MOD. He gets an extra step on him and pushes him to the ground. He smiles in that way that says “I won this round” and MOD kicks himself up to his feet and Tempest and MOD lock up a second time.
Matthew Werner: Round two!
Matt Steel: This isn’t boxing you know.
Matthew Werner: I know.
Matt Steel: There is no such thing as rounds.
Matthew Werner: Not entirely true. You can make rounds.
Matt Steel: But they didn’t in this match. So shush.
This time MOD starts to get an upper hand as he pushes Tempest down. MOD follows this up with the same grin. Tempest gets to his feet and the two meet in the center again. This time instead of grabbling the two start to exchange punches.
Matt Steel: These two are really going at it.
Matthew Werner: I guess with Calvin winning last week these two want to see who is the follow up.
Matt Steel: I kinda wish Calvin pinned Tempest last week, but either way he got the win and that’s all that matters to me.
One shot after another, the two punch close fisted. They start to pick up the pace a little as Tempest starts to get an upper hand. Then he changes his punches so slaps to MOD’s chest! One after another Tempest gets MOD to back into the corner!
Matt Steel: Why does every wrestler chop?
Matthew Werner: I dunno, maybe they like to follow in the foot steps of Ric Flair.
Matt Steel: Who’s Ric Flair?
Tempest then lays on MOD a huge slap to MOD’s chest. His chest is beginning to turn red as Tempest whips MOD into the opposite turnbuckle and runs straight at him!
Matt Steel: Holy sh*t!
Tempest is right behind MOD and MOD has no time to react! Tempest hit’s a huge spear in the corner on MOD!
Matt Steel: HOLY SH*T!!
Tempest goes for a quick pin and Calvin hit’s the mat!
Matthew Werner: Cover up!
ONE..
TWO…
… KICK OUT after two.
Matthew Werner: Close call there!
Matt Steel: … The match just started Matthew.
Tempest gets up and looks Calvin’s way and nods. It appears Calvin plans to call this right down the middle. However, this is wasted time for Tempest as MOD quickly rolls Tempest up for a count!
Matt Steel: Oh sh*t!
ONE..
TWO…
… KICK OUT as Tempest was surprised for the quick roll up.
Matthew Werner: Not expecting that?
Matt Steel: Nah just saw an attractive girl in row 5.
Matthew Werner: Nice, who was it?
Matt Steel: Your mother.
Matthew Werner:
Both rush to their feet as MOD is still trying to fully catch his breathe from the earlier spear. This gives Tempest a moment to get a few quick shots in on MOD and a few more back hands to MOD’s already reddened chest.
Matthew Werner: That chest is beat red.
Matt Steel: Is it? I’m not paying attention.
Matthew Werner: Stop looking at that girl!
Matt Steel: Why, is it really your mom?
Tempest gives a knee to MOD’s stomach, and hoists him up for a suplex and lands it perfectly!
Matthew Werner: Suplex!
Matt Steel: Stop changing the subject and answer my question!
Tempest picks MOD up again, and snaps him back for a quicker, more impact snap suplex! He goes for a count.
Matthew Werner: No. It’s not.
Matt Steel: You sure?
ONE..
TWO…
…KICK OUT as MOD is still no where near worn out.
Matt Steel: You seem pretty upset by it.
Tempest brings MOD up and goes for a third suplex but this time MOD is expecting it as he grabs a hole of tempests head and drives it into the mat with an intruding DDT!
Matthew Werner: Nice recover!
MOD goes for a pin!
<ONE..
TWO…
Matt Steel: It’s been done.
KICK OUT at two and MOD is quick to give a shot to the face of Tempest. Then he follows that up with an elbow! MOD starts to wear down Tempest as he gets to his feet and begins to kick Tempest in the stomach!
Matt Steel: Ouch. That’s gotta hurt.
MOD continues to kick as Tempest as he slowly wears him down. He hit’s a quick falling elbow to Tempest’s ribs! And goes for a quick cover!
Matthew Werner: Another cover!
Matt Steel: I gotta tell you I’m a little disappointed in Calvin tonight.
ONE..
TWO…
Matt Steel: I was expecting a beat down I have to admit.
Matthew Werner: Maybe he’s not as bad a guy as everyone thinks.
Tempest kicks out and MOD picks up and whips him off the ropes onto to his him with a running clothes line! Tempest goes down fast as MOD just picks him up and does it again! And a third time! He follows this up with a cover.
Matthew Werner: MOD might have it!
ONE..
TWO…
Matt Steel: Wrong again.
Tempest kicks out and MOD is annoyed by this. He picks up Tempest and tries another clothes line! This time Tempest has the chance to duck and he takes full advantage as he ducks and grabs MOD’s neck and hit’s a huge neck breaker!!
Matthew Werner: Impressive.
Matt Steel: From the days in XWA, I always learned to never let Tempest get an upper hand. He just carrys with it and takes any chance he can get. Can’t be too predictable.
Tempest is signalling that its near the end. He wants to finish MOD off now! He picks him up and sets him up for a pile driver!
Matt Steel: See what I mean?
Tempest nails the pile driver! MOD goes crashing to the mat and the crowd is on their feet! Tempest then runs to the turn buckle and climbs. The crowd is roaring as Tempest hit’s the top!
Matt Steel: And now MOD is done for.
Tempest jumps down and tries to nail a flying elbow!
Matthew Werner: FLYING ELBOW!
MOD moves!!
Matthew Werner: MOD moved!
Tempest comes crashing to the mat! Both are down as Calvin Lee starts the ten count!
Matt Steel: Wasn’t expecting that.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Both men start to raise to their feet.
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Both men are finally to their feet and they begin to exchange blows to each other. MOD with full face punches and Tempest with his back handers. They begin to really pick up the pace and MOD begins to get a small upper hand!
Matt Steel: Here we go again.
Matthew Werner: Round-
Matt Steel: This isn’t boxing!
MOD gets his shots going more and more and more and he grabs Tempest’s head and hits another DDT! MOD pulls Tempest to his feet and runs off the ropes right at Tempest!
Matt Steel: This is it!
MOD tries for a running elbow but Tempest moves and pushes MOD back into the ropes!
Matthew Werner: Miss!
On The follow through tempest picks up MOD and drives him to the mat with a double leg spine buster!!!!
Matt Steel: MOD’S DONE FOR!
Tempest takes no time to lock in his submission move, the The ExxWaah!>
Matthew Werner: Tempest has it locked in!
Matt Steel: MOD better hope he can get out or its over.
Tempest pulls hard and MOD cries out in pain. Calvin watches closely for a tap out as Tempest yanks and pulls on MOD’s leg!
Matthew Werner: Just how bad does it hurt?
Matt Steel: More then your mother losing her virginity.
Matthew Werner:
Calvin Lee is right down on the mat asking MOD if he wants to tap out but MOD refuses to tap out!
Matt Steel: I don’t expect MOD to tap out. He’s too tough for that.
Tempest screams at MOD to tap. MOD will not give in!
Matthew Werner: He’s in a lot of pain maybe its for the better.
Matt Steel: In wrestling you’ll realize that wrestlers hate to give in no matter how painful it can be.
Tempest yanks and pulls and does everything he can to make MOD tap!
Matt Steel: Especially when you have a rep like MOD does.
MOD seems to be losing conscience as tempest pulls even harder on his leg!
Matthew Werner: He’s going out!
Calvin watches closely for MOD to be out as he picks up MOD’s arm and lets go. It drops!
Matt Steel: This is trouble!
Calvin Lee: ONE!
Calvin picks it up again, and lets go. It drops again!
Matthew Werner: Oh no!
Calvin Lee: TWO!
Calvin goes to pick it up a third time. And lets go.
Matthew Werner: OH NO!
It drops a third time! Calvin points for the bell!
Matt Steel: IT’S OVER. TEMPEST WINS.
Matthew Werner: And folks, it’s time for the return of K13.
Matt Steel: Surely this will be an epic, from beginning to end.
Entrance Coming Soon.
Matthew Werner: And K13 is now just waiting for his opponent …
With the lights dimmed the familiar bells of “Going The Distance” by Bill Conti echo throughout the arena.[/color]
Matt Steel: … Which in retrospect I’m sure will generally be perceived as an unfair opponent to be facing in your return.
Puff Daddy’s verse begins as the camera stays fixated on the stage, picking up the sounds, the boos and murmurs, which resonate from the crowd. It takes fifty seconds and a more aggressive beat before EBR finally appears, the distinctive voice of the Notorious BIG behind him. He descends down the ramp, his sweat shirt hood over his head as his eyes stay focused on the ring. Loosening up he briefly jogs on the spot and cranks his neck, climbing the ring steps before entering the ring through the second and third rope. Before “Victory” can even fade out EBR immediately begins to lay in to K13 with several right hands to the face, which floor the man from the future.[/color]
Matt Steel: I don’t have a particularly good feeling about this match.
Matthew Werner: I don’t have a good feeling about anything EBR does these days.
EBR drags K13 up to his feet, kneeing him in the head in the process. Once he’s up he’s grabbed by EBR and thrown over the top rope. At this point the lights finally resume to their normal settings. EBR exits the ring and lines up the rising K13, before charging and tackling K13 back first into the ring post![/color]
Matt Steel: I hope K13 has insurance for a chiropractor.
K13 squirms on the outside mats as EBR stalks, stomping on his head before yet again roughly bringing him up. Holding his head EBR paces several feet back before charging at the guardrails, sending K13 head first into said guardrails![/color]
Matthew Werner: Christ! He could have broken his neck!
Matt Steel: Or lost several inches.
After momentarily rolling into the ring to stop the referee’s count EBR grabs K13 by the arm and jerks him up to his feet, only to smack his face against the ring post. He does it again. And again. And again.[/color]
Matthew Werner: How is that even legal!?
Matt Steel: He reads between the rule book lines, apparently.
Finally throwing K13 back into the ring EBR follows suite, looking at the downed K13 as he crawls around the ring. He reaches the ring ropes as EBR grabs his head, and rather audibly is heard shouting “bite the rope!”.[/color]
Matt Steel: Sorry for the language, kids.
Unwillingly K13 places his mouth on the rope, only for EBR to stomp him in the back of the head!![/color]
Matthew Werner: Jesus Christ!
Matt Steel: He just got Edward Norton’d!
The crowd “oohs” as K13 rolls on the canvas in pain, clutching at his jaw. EBR simply stands in the corner of the ring, watching.[/color]
Matthew Werner: The referee needs to think about just stopping this. It’s been nothing but a glorified mugging.
Matt Steel: It’s that type of attitude which makes people miss the greatest comebacks of all time. I’m sure you stopped watching the ’93 wildcard game between the Bills and Oilers after half time.
Matthew Werner: Do you really think K13 is going to win this?
Matt Steel: No, but I didn’t think the Bills would win on that memorable January afternoon …
Attempting to pull himself up with the use the ropes K13 is grabbed by EBR and roughly shoved into the ropes. On the rebound he’s caught and thrown in the air. EBR slightly turns, allowing K13’s jaw to smack off EBR’s shoulder on the way down.[/color]
Matt Steel: … Then again, K13 isn’t the type of guy who’s been to four consecutive Super Bowls or anything …
K13 lies motionless on the canvas as EBR leans in the corner, running his hands through his hair. It’s not until K13 begins to stir that EBR moves, simply to dump his opponent out of the ring. Again.[/color]
Matthew Werner: I can only imagine what EBR’s thinking of doing …
EBR exits and grabs a chair.[/color]
Matt Steel: Like last week … consistency, at least.
Bringing the chair above his head EBR attempts to bring it down on K13’s knee, only for the referee to intercept it. He out muscles EBR, who simply allows it to be taken away mind you, as the former Heavyweight Champion stands with his hands on his hips.[/color]
Matthew Werner: Thank God.
Matt Steel: That ref’s earning his pay check.
EBR looks at said ref.[/color]
EBR: What the f*ck are you doing?
Keri Thames: EBR, we’re live -
EBR: I don’t give a f*ck.
Meanwhile, K13 escapes and enters the ring. Stepping onto the apron EBR attempts to do the same, but somehow K13 finds the desperation to Springboard off the ropes and Drop-Kick EBR to the outside![/color]
Matthew Werner: There’s still life in K13!
K13 begins to pump his fists, attempting to gather momentum from the crowd which he receives … then EBR gets him from behind with the George Atkinson Lariat, noticeably corking K13’s head to the left side![/color]
Matthew Werner: Christ!
EBR releases just inches before K13 lands on the mat, motionless. Before EBR can grab him he’s pushed away by the referee, who imediately checks on K13’s condition. Seconds later he orders the bell to be rung.[/color]
…Ding … Ding … Ding …[/color]
The referee begins to motion from the back.[/color]
Matthew Werner: K13 looks to be very seriously injured right here and, to my knowledge, the match has simply been thrown out or EBR’s been rendered the winner via ref decision … I don’t think it really matters at this moment in time.
Several EMTs run out from the back as EBR exits the ring, approaching the time keeper table and the bottle of Hennessey which was conveniently located in the area. He rolls back into the ring, sitting on the canvas as he watches K13 get strapped to a back board.[/color]
Matthew Werner: This is something you never like to see happen …
The fans break their silence and give an ovation as K13 is loaded onto the stretcher, hoping for a thumbs up or something to confirm that K13 is not seriously injured. They never get it. As he’s pushed up the ramp EBR dusts off his shorts and stands, taking a drink of the Hennessey before he pours the remaining content on the canvas.[/color]
Matt Steel: Pouring out a little liquor …
Matthew Werner: Stay classy, EBR. I hope he’s proud of himself.
Matt Steel: We both know he is.
Placing the bottle on the canvas EBR exits the ring, to a stunned silence from the crowd followed by boos.[/color]
Matthew Werner: An absolutely disgusting individual.
Matt Steel: But one you wouldn’t want to face.
Matthew Werner: Well I can guarantee Wayne McGurk wants too, and he’ll get that chance and hopefully put an end to … this …
Commercial break.[/color]
"Cyanide" by Metallica echoes through the arena as Reckless makes his way out from the curtain and down into the ring. Looking around he soaks in the crowds boo’s.
Keri Thames: In the ring, he is RECKLESS!
“The Carpal Tunnel of Love” by Fall Out Boy plays on the PA as Kronic and Tabitha Owens walk out from behind the curtain. Kronic stands there awkwardly, as Tabitha nudges him down the aisle. Kronic high-fives a few hands of the fans in a nervous manner.
Keri Thames: And his partner, making his way to the ring, accompanied by Tabitha Owens, he is KRONIC!
Kronic goes sliding into the ring and hiding behind the referee and the arena lights dim as the big screen displays a black and white movie style count down running from 3 to 1 before “Won't Let Go” by InMe hits the sound system and a small amount of white pyros explode in the entrance way. Seconds after the pyros end WFWF hall of famer Johnny Michaels jumps through the smoke onto the stage. Once out Michaels runs to each side of the stage in turn and waves his arms signaling to the crowd to get up before he then starts to walk to the ring high fiving and shaking hands with some fans on his way then, at the half way point of the ramp.
Keri Thames: And his partner, making his way to the ring....he is JOHNNY MICHAELS!
Michaels runs to the ring and slides under the bottom rope to enter it. In the ring Michaels leaps to his feet and runs off the ropes once to test there strength before climbing up the top right and bottom left turnbuckles where he raises his arms to the crowd before jumping down.
“Revelation” by Symphony X blasts through the PA system as Aaron Ashton, Jon O'Deeves and The High Horror slowly make their way out from behind the curtain. As the chorus on the song hits, Horror hits his Hangman's Horror pose, Ashton crosses his arms, and Jon hits his detonator pose as a black and gold waterfall sparkles down.
Keri Thames: And their opponents. Representing Revelation, at a combined weight of seven-hundred and fifty-three pounds, The High Horror, Jon Odeeves and Aaron Ashton!
The three men walk down the ramp, focused on Michaels, Reckless and Kronic. They get into the ring and the bell tolls.
DING DING DING
Horror and Reckless start the match. Horror has an angered expression, and Reckless has a smug grin across his face.
Matthew Werner: Talk about bad blood.
Matt Steel: This can't end well...
Horror charges at Reckless, and lifts his boot. Reckless ducks under it and delivers a top-foot roundhouse kick to Horror's back. Horror turns around, annoyed, and blasts Reckless in the face with a hard right hook. Reckless falls to one knee and holds his jaw. He removes his hand to reveal a busted lip. Reckless looks up at Horror, grins, wipes his mouth, and gets to his feet, raising his hands like a boxer. Horror does the same. Reckless closes in and throws a weak punch to Horror's gut, then rakes Horror's eyes with the other. Horror holds his face as Reckless delivers a hard elbow to the back of the neck of Horror. Horror drops to his knees, and Reckless delivers another elbow. Horror is now on all fours, and Reckless drops Horror completely with a facebuster leg drop. Reckless tauts Horror, yelling at him, trying to get his goat. Horror starts getting up, but has a boot from Reckless delivered right into his gut. Reckless wipes the sweat from his brow theatrically and tags in Kronic.
Kronic gets into the ring and puts Horror in a half camel-clutch hold, really cranking it in. The ref asks Horror if he would like to quit, and Horror says no. Kronic adds more torque. Again, the ref asks Horror, and he says no. Jon and Ashton are clapping and cheering for Horror, and the crowd is getting behind him too. Horror gets his loose arm and mounts it on the mat and starts trying to get his legs close to his waist so he can stand. He does, and after a few moments of struggling, Horror gets to his feet, Kronic still latched on. Horror runs backwards into the turnbuckle, causing Kronic to release the hold. Kronic slumps into the corner as Horror curb stomps Kronic's face into the canvas. Horror falls to his knees, but manages to crawl and make the tag to Ashton.
Ashton comes into the ring, drags Kronic to the center of the ring and covers him.
1....2....
Kronic kicks out at two! Ashton rolls his eyes and punches Kronic dead in the face. He yanks Kronic up and Irish Whips him. Kronic rebounds, but is thrown into the air by a back body drop. However, Kronic tumbles out at the last possible moment, and uses his momentum to fly to his corner and tag in Reckless. Reckless comes into the ring and stares down Ashton. Ashton points at “The Movie Man” and tells Reckless to tag in Johnny. Johnny shrugs and holds out his hand for a tag, which Reckless gives him. Johnny charges at Ashton, who moves. Johnny keeps going though and leaps up, nailing a split kick, cracking Jon O'Deeves and The High Horror right in their chins. Both men stagger off of the apron to the mat below.
Matt Steel: WOAH! SWEET!
Matthew Werner: Well that was certainly....inventive.
Ashton charges at Johnny now who evades the attack. Ashton turns around and Michaels leaps up and nails Ashton with the Extended Edition, to some approval and some disapproval from the fans. Michaels cockily covers Ashton.
1.......2......
Ashton kicks out at two! Michaels mouths the words “How the hell?” Johnny stands and rubs his forehead, confused. He looks over at Reckless, who gets a smirk on his face and shrugs. Reckless then points at Michaels and twirls his finger. Johnny turns around and is planted by an X-Mark from Horror and O'Deeves. Horror reluctantly turns his back to Reckless as he turns the ref to argue. While he does that, Jon drags Ashton to the corner and leans him up against the turnbuckle. Horror points at his corner and ducks out of the ring. Reckless leaps off the apron at Horror, who drills him with a hard uppercut. Inside the ring, Jon tags himself in by lightly slapping the back of the out-of-it Aaron Ashton. Johnny runs towards Jon, but Jon drops Johnny with a springboard dropkick. Outside the ring, Horror drops Reckless with a boot. He looks into the ring, sees JOD has the advantage, and yells for him to come to the ropes. JOD does so, and Horror climbs up onto the apron and whispers something in JOD's ear. JOD looks at Horror and gives him an odd look. Horror nods his head and gets off the apron, back to fighting with Reckless. JOD looks around the arena at the sea of fans cheering his name. He lets off a big, approving grin, as does Ashton, standing limply in his corner. JOD then jumps in the air and raises his arms out to his side, letting out a yell. The crowd goes insane for JOD. Johnny Michaels gets to his feet and staggers into a boot to the gut from Jon O'Deeves. JOD lifts him up, turns towards the center of the ring and hurls Johnny Michaels forward, knocking him out with the Hangman's Horror. Jon O'Deeves covers Michaels.
1......2......3
Keri Thames: Here are your winners. The High Horror, Aaron Ashton, and Jon O'Deeves.....REVELATION!
No time for celebrating. Kronic and Ashton are fighting, as are Horror and Reckless. Ashton takes Kronic down with a football tackle and starts punching him left and right. Reckless kicks Horror in-between the legs, dropping him instantly. He laughs at Horror's pain. He then looks around and ducks under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. The crowd boos him, but it affects him none. A few moments pass, and Horror starts to wriggle around. Reckless readies the chair. O'Deeves sees this, and yells at Reckless. Horror gets to his feet. Jon runs at the ropes. Reckless swings the chair, but instead of catching Horror, he catches the back of O'Deeves, who jumped head first out of the ring, taking the hit for Horror. Jon goes down on the mat, and Reckless raises the chair, but Horror lifts a boot and KO's Reckless with “The Dark Kiss.” By this time, Kronic, Tabitha and Johnny have managed to get away from Ashton and get the hell out of the area. Horror goes to Jon and checks on him. Aaron gets over to the two now, and Ace comes running down the ramp. It's rather low in volume, but you can hear Horror asking Jon if he thinks he can get to the back ok, or if they need a medic now. Jon shakes his head and starts to get up, Horror and Bennett helping him, Ashton still a little dizzy. The crowd is erupting for the four men as they get Jon, and themselves up the ramp and into the back.
“REV-EL-A-TION! REV-EL-A-TION! REV-EL-A-TION! REV-EL-A-TION!”
Kurt Burton vs. DGX vs. Vanessa McGurk
Match coming soon
Winner: Vanessa McGurk[/center]
