Revolution Results: November 10th

And we’re back, with a big match up. Daniel Sabat showed some life he hasn't shown in quite some time when taking on Mak Cross this week. He caught Mak off-guard a few times, nearly getting some surprise pins multiple times, to the point when it seemed like Sabat was trying to get into Mak's head. Mak eventually caught on and tried to ground him, but Sabat's submission background helped him escape the restholds and he even almost got Mak in the Sabat Lock, but Mak would be too close to the ropes. After some more back-and-forth action, which included multiple suplexes by both men, Sabat went to the air for a moonsault, but luckily landed on his feet when Mak rolled out of the way but Sabat's luck ran out when he got caught with a spear, before Mak picked him up, put him on his shoulder and dropped him with the Cross-Out before getting the pinfall.

Samael Ahriman: Good win for Mak. He needed it.


Alecia Matthews: Yep.


Cut to the backstage area. Michael Kyzer and Drakz are gathered around a catering table.


Michael Kyzer: I’m telling you man it’s the..


Michael Kyzer is interrupted mid thought as an important looking man in a suit approaches.


??: Excuse me gentlemen.. My name is Michael Cichowicz, I represent the law firm of Cichowicz-Jordan out of Chicago, with jurisdiction from the Chicago Police Department...


Drakz: Who’s house did you burn down now?


Michael Kyzer: I’m clean..


Michael Cichowicz: This is not a criminal matter. I’m here for a civil litigation, to serve papers to one “Mr. Michael Kyzer” and one “Mr. Issac Cray”


Drakz: That’d be us.


Cichowicz points at Drakz

And we’re back. With a tag team match. Well…we should be. But only one person showed for the match, and they were supposed to lose. So…issue. Normally I’d follow through with their wishes, but since they’ve also just quit the WFWF, well…we’re gonna go ahead and call this one a no contest. Close enough to a loss that if they decide to stick around, they can do what they please with it and if they don’t…well…you know, all involved parties got a freebie week. So yeah.


Samael Ahriman: Lunitarious match.


Alecia Matthews: Match of the year candidate.


And now here’s a pretty big match. Trace Demon defending against Cameron Stone. Most people would take this match and write off Stone immeadiately. The only big match he’s ever been apart of was the Elimination Chamber, and…well…that didn’t end well for him. But wouldn’t you know it, Stone was up to the challenge. He took it to Trace Demon and gave him the fight of a lifetime. The former WFWF Champion got the smack down put on him for a good portion of time, unable to figure out the intense Cameron Stone. But eventually, he gets his act together and retaliates against the beast. He powers back and it gets back to even, but then Stone…a mistake is made. Trace was up on his shoulders for what should have been the final maneuver, but he started parading around the ring with Trace on his shoulders, which enabled Trace to get his wits back about him, pull himself off of Stone’s shoulders, trapping Stone’s arm on the way down and ending him with the Triangle Choke.


Samael Ahriman: Hell of a match. Stone pulled a tool move there at the end though, which cost him the match.


Alecia Matthews: Yeah. I actually thought we were going to crown a new champion at one point. Oh well.


Samael Ahriman: And now it's time for the main event of the evening folks. After a heated run in on the last show Pearce booked this match with Raider going as far as putting the belts on the line to reel Drakz in.


Alecia Matthews: He better be coming to fight because you've go to believe Drakz will be looking to make him look stupid.


"You make me feel" by Archive hits the arena PA and the drums welcome a loud and overpowering jeer from the crowd. As the drums falls back and the vocal cuts through Michael Kyzer and Drakz walk out onto the Revolution stage, both men aren't displaying their usual theatrics, instead both ignore the crowd and mutter instructions to one another as they make their way to the ring.


Christa Adina: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the WFWF tag team championships of the world. First, making their way to the ring they are the challengers, at a combined weight of 446lbs, representing The New Epoch, this is Michael Kyzer and Drakz!


Drakz slides under the bottom rope as Kyzer opts for the stairs and the pair of them meet in the ring.


Samael Ahriman: If you ask me both of these men seem distracted. This is not the focus we had expected from the challengers at all. Raider's going to have a field day.


The lights in the arena fade and on the titan tron a video begins to play: A Matte Black 2012 Camaro ZL1 drives rapidly up a mountainside. The car speeds around the winding roads until it suddenly breaks for a “STOP” sign, dead in the night. The video ends as the sound of a lion’s roar is heard throughout. ”Nightcall” by Kavinsky hits, white and blue spotlights begin to spread, and a main spotlight hits the top of the entrance stage. Raider walks out but stops at the top of the ramp and peers at the crowd, from side to side.


Alecia Matthews: Here he is, the man who made this match possible. You've got to be very confident or very naive to put the titles on the line like Raider did last show.


Samael Ahriman: There's no doubt about it Raider wanted Drakz and Kyzer to turn up tonight. He and Michael Kyzer still have unfinished business from Survival of the Fittest and this could be the best chance to settle that. It's about time these mouths were shut.


Christa Adina: And now presenting one half the WFWF tag team champions of the world, from New York City, weighing in at 217lbs, Raider!


Raider walks down the ramp, high fiving a few fans along the way, letting them touch the tag tam gold that sits around his waist. He slides into the ring and crosses his arms, fingers pointed out on the opposing shoulders. He then spreads his arms open, straight out, as the crowd roars. A circular pyrotechnic goes off above the ring, as the golden fireworks fall to the ground, circling Raider. He takes off his jacket and turns to face The New Epoch once again.


There's a surprisingly long pause now and an air of unease spreads, the crowd muttering and wondering what's going on.


Samael Ahriman: Well we're waiting for the arrival of the other half of the tag team champions but nothing seems to be going on. What's going on?


Alecia Matthews: We apologise for this technical difficulties ladies and gentlemen, there seems to be an issue with the arena PA.


Michael and Drakz stand opposite a clearly worried Raider, smiling and chuckling to one another. Raider shoots them a knowing look and turns pointing back at them. Both Kyzer and Drakz shrug, pulling sarcastically confused faces until Drakz pulls a mic out from behind his back.


Drakz: Convenient mic placement is a real vet move it has to be said. Any who Raider what's the deal? You demanded we turn up tonight and it seems you can't even rely on your own partner to follow suit. Where's Ace brother?


Raider is perplexed and noticeably isolated, out in the ring on his own, with both Drakz and Kyzer.


Drakz: Who knows where he's go to? To hell if I care my lad, you dug this sh*t hole, now sit in it. The tag titles will be on the line tonight even if we have to fight just you.


The crowd boos and Raider looks around, without a friend and being forced into a corner.


Drakz: I know how about we simply offer up the chance to anyone in the back.


Drakz turns to face the ramp and continues to speak.


Drakz: Ok here's the dealio. If anyone who thinks that what this righteous little sh*te is pursuing is worth getting hurt for come on down and lend the poor sap a hand. To think if you win you'd end up as one half of the least important champions in the company. Doesn't that tempt anyone?


There is silence.


Drakz: Will no one come to the aid of the man who stands defending this company?


Nothing.


Drakz: Then things are worse than I thought here.


Samael Ahriman: This isn't right. They can't force him to wrestle handicap when his belt is on the line. Why won't anyone come to help one of the few good guys this fed has left?


Drakz: Then it seems you have no choice but to saddle up cowboy.


Drakz drops the microphone and swings for Raider but Raider is too quick and blocks the punch landing a series of his own however once Kyzer comes in with a couple of hard elbows Raider falls to the whim of his two attackers. They both land shots to his face and ribs, forcing him to take a knee before falling to the ground and absorbing further punishment.


The bell rings.


Samael Ahriman: Who the hell rang the bell? This isn't right, I have to help.


Alecia Matthews: Regardless of who rung it this match is official now. Funny old rule really. Wait Samael where are you going?


Ahriman has removed his head set and jumped the announce table, rushing to the ring and removing his shirt as he goes. He slides into the ring behind the ongoing assault and runs in hitting the back of Michael Kyzer's with a huge spinning kick. Samael spins through and jumps hitting a second kick jarring the mouth of Drakz. He then bounces off the ropes and runs toward a stumbling Kyzer, jumping and hitting a hurricanrana that tosses Kyzer out under the second rope and down to the hard floor below. He stands and ducks a hard right from Drakz, grabbing the arm and propelling Drakz over his hip with a textbook oushi throw. Ahriman now moves to Raider and helps him to his feet. He says a few words to him and Raider nods before they close in on Drakz.


Alecia Matthews: It seems Samael is taking action and helping a man in need here. What a burst of energy!


Ahriman hooks Drakz's arms in a full nelson and leaves him open to every shot Raider throws his way. The crowd tries to count along but the punches become too rapid and high in number for them to keep up. Raider now throws two shin kicks high across Drakz's chest before a third spinning kick connects with the side of his head. Ahriman uses this momentum and propels Drakz overhead with a dragon suplex.


Alecia Matthews: A solid combination as these two practical strangers work seamlessly.


Kyzer looks to climb back up onto the apron but Raider seems him and hits the opposite ropes, runs the length of the ring and nails a diving shoulder into his abdomen throwing him down and connecting with the guard wall. Ahriman follows up leaping over the top rope and crashing down onto Kyzer with a Topé con Giro. The crowd is going nuts as this match really gets going.


Raider hoists a limp Drakz up and moves him to the turnbuckle where he throws a few more hard kicks to his chest. He then takes Drakz's head under his arm and mounts the turnbuckle before jumping off dropping a spinning inverted DDT. He hooks the leg.


1…….


2….


A kick out from Drakz but Raider looks to follow up. With no time to waste Raider drags Drakz up from behind and promptly throws him over head with a release german suplex. Raider rolls toward his fallen opponent and places his knee across the back of his head, applying pressure and pulling back on his right arm. He drops his knee down to cut the resistance from Drakz and the referee looks closely for a submission from Drakz.


Meanwhile on the outside of the ring Kyzer reverses an irish whip and hammers Ahriman into the guard wall, then taking advantage of the averted attention of the official he grabs a folding steel chair and drills it into Ahriman's face. He drops like a sack of potatoes and it's starting to seem as though there will be no tags made during the course of this match.


Alecia Matthews: Things are breaking down here, this isn't going to be any regular kind of tag team title match!


Kyzer now hits the ring and drops a boot onto Raider forcing him to break his hold on Drakz. He carries on with a series of forearm shots to the back of Raider and then lifts him to his feet looking for a cradle brainbuster but Raider manages to hook his leg around Kyzer's to resist, then throws Kyzer himself with a northern lights suplex. He bridges for the cover.


1……….


2……….


Kyzer powers out and both men are on their feet. They face off across from one another but Raider is taken by surprise as Drakz rises up between his legs, throwing him up onto his shoulders. Kyzer then leans back onto the ropes and runs back across the ring, throwing a knee hard to the back of Raider's head as Drakz drops him face first with an electric chair drop. Kyzer holds both of Raider's shoulders down in a pin attempt.


1……..


2………


Raider just manages to kick out before 3.


Alecia Matthews: Experimental double team manoeuvres from The New Epoch paying off hard there, but Raider is still in this thing.


Drakz is out of the ring and catching up to a recovering Samael. He runs his head into the ring post to slow him down again. In the ring Kyzer hits a double underhook backbreaker and follows up by putting Raider in a kimura, pulling back on the elbow. Raider struggles but manages to get a hand onto the ropes and referee breaks the hold at a 4 count. Kyzer puts a few boots to Raider and Drakz does the same to Ahriman outside. Things don't look so good for the mismatched tag belt defenders until Ahriman manages to reverse a further irish whip into the guard wall. Drakz flips backward over it and Ahriman follows with a vaulting 450 splash, crashing down onto Drakz who had sat himself into one of the crowd chairs.


Alecia Matthews: What athleticism from Ahriman! The crowd are getting a showstopper here this evening.


Kyzer continues to throw belly to belly after belly to belly in the ring and Raider is looking less responsive with each one. Finally Kyzer flies over with him and makes a pin.


1……….


Raider defiantly kicks out at 1 and Kyzer grabs him by the hair pulling him to a standing base. Raider feeling the adrenaline from the bursting kick out throws Kyzer off him, backs up two steps and connects with "Fame or Infamy" leaving both he and Kyzer flat out on their backs. The referee starts to count them out and reaches 5 before Ahriman enters the ring from the turnbuckle with a Phoenix Splash onto Michael Kyzer. The pin is made.


1……..


2………..


Drakz is into the ring and dives to make the save. He and Ahriman now trade with one another but it is Drakz's shots that are really getting through. He backs Ahriman up with a jab, and another, then comes with a sweeping right hook that near takes his head off. Drakz uses the ropes and his feet and pushes Ahriman from the ring falling limp and heavily to the ground.


Alecia Matthews: Drakz's punching power is a force to be reckoned with and Samael seems to have felt the effects of that. What a brutal shot.


Drakz turns now and is faced by Raider. The two eye each other up and then rush one another with Drakz's hard striking once again coming out on top. The ever wily Raider though slips the same hook Samael fell to and spins Drakz around, hooking his arm and launching him overhead with a half nelson suplex that folds him in half. Up Raider gets and ducking a punch from Kyzer he runs the exact same routine again dropping Kyzer this time on the back of his neck.


Raider throws himself to his feet and roars, beating one fist against his chest. The crowd laps it up and they cheer on their champion. Ahriman is back in this and the pair of them run and land basement dropkicks on both members of The New Epoch. Raider now heaves Kyzer up to his feet and lifts him up with a reverse death valley driver, he hits the Raider Rocker and goes for the cover.


1…….


2……….


Kyzer has the wherewithal to get his foot on the bottom rope, stopping the pin fall. Raider pulls his foot back in and maintains the cover.


1……..


2……..


Kyzer's foot fights out again and gets the rope break.


Raider drags him to his feet again and goes for a second Raider Rocker but as he moves with Kyzer on his shoulders Kyzer throws a mule kick that downs the referee. Drakz low blows Ahriman and then with a fisherman hold lifts him aloft and onto his shoulders. He looks toward Raider and the two lock eyes, each holding the other's partner.


Alecia Matthews: Mexican stand off here between Drakz and Raider. It's a case of sacrificing your partner in hope of dealing more damage to theirs.


Maintaining each other's gaze they simultaneously hit both another Raider Rocker and the Needle Damage. Drakz rolls straight from the ring on landing his move and grabs at something underneath. Raider runs toward him and grabs handfuls of his hair through the ropes, at which point Drakz lunges upward with a night stick and runs it into Raider's forehead cutting him open. With a dazed Raider hanging through the ropes Drakz takes a number of swinging shots with the night stick and Raider is out cold and hung up to dry. Drakz drops the weapon and enters the ring behind Raider. He hooks both of his arms and bridges with a tiger suplex that has Raider in the middle of the ring. The referee crawls across to them and makes the count.


1……….


2……….


3!


"You Make Me Feel" hits the arena and Drakz breaks the pin.


Christa Adina: The winners of this match and NEW WFWF Tag Team Champions of the World, Drakz and Kyzer!


Alecia Matthews: That was disgusting! How can the tag belts of this company change hands like that? Someone do something about this!


Kyzer is up and takes both of the tag titles, handing one to Drakz. They celebrate to the disapproval of the in house audience and Kyzer spits on Raider. The two men make there way up the ramp and stand on the stage looking back at the fallen Raider and Samael. Drakz walks to the edge of the stage and holds the tag belt overhead, shouting back toward both the crowd and the fallen men in the ring and Kyzer moves toward him.


Alecia Matthews: Just throwing salt in the wound these two make me sick.


He reaches up and takes Drakz by the hand to celebrate with him but to everyone's shock proceeds to ram the arm up behind Drakz's back causing him to drop the belt.


Alecia Matthews: Wait! What's this!??!


He then sweeps Drakz's leg and drops him on the hard steel of the stage with Odium. The crowd has no idea what to make of his actions but he doesn't stop there. Kyzer then lifts Drakz back up and hoists him onto his shoulders, he follows with The Kyzer Effect and then with absolute focus drags his former best friend up once more and points off of the stage down to the floor below.


Alecia Matthews: I……I don't know what to say folks.


Raider has pulled himself to the ropes and with his head and arms hanging out between the middle and bottom rope watches in disbelief as Kyzer steps back and with a run tosses Drakz like a rag doll through the air, flailing out of control and awkwardly down onto the unprotected concrete below.


With all eyes on him Kyzer takes centre stage, points at himself and then waves goodbye to the standing room only arena, followed by a pair of middle fingers and his exit from the stage, leaving in his wake a seriously injured fellow tag team champion and a whole host of questions as to why this has just happened and is this the end of The New Epoch? Fade to bla…


?: Not so fast there, production team.


There is static on the screen. The feeds switch to a man walking along a coastline. There is garbage everywhere. It’s destroyed. A sign shows Manasquan, which is one of the cities along the Jersey Shore, which obviously explains the destruction this person is walking through.


?: So much destruction. So much chaos. It’s sad to see. It’s sad to see something that was once so beautiful, a city along the Shore…not the state…heh…it’s sad to see something so beautiful be in such shambles. It’s such a depressing sight. Aye…horrible.


It’s night, the only light showing is that from the guy holding the camera. This place still has yet to have its power restored. The winds are roaring. Rain is slowing starting to fall in light droplets. The Nor’easter is heading in.

?: It’s got me thinking. Things happen like this all of the time. But when something gets so bad, such as this, it becomes the responsibility of the common man to change. To make a difference. To right the wrongs. To set the ship straight…though with all of the flooding, that final analogy might be stepping a bit over the boundry. Heh.


The man makes way up a boardwalk and walks towards the edge of it, careful to avoid the debris cluttering the wooden surface. The wind is getting more intense.


?: Similar to that is the situation in the WFWF. I’m not one to clichely compare the likes of a huge natural disaster to what’s going on within the WFWF, but you know, the tornado that ran through the WFWF and that has caused its ship to be driven off course…it’s a disaster of its own.


The man is carrying something in his hand. It’s small and thin, but what it is exactly is unknown at the moment. He continues walking along the boardwalk, the end of it in sight.


?: …and that’s exactly why I’ve decided to return to the WFWF. It’s been such a long time. The WFWF has lost its way. Hell, the WFWF has lost its stars, but lo and behold, one of the WFWF’s cornerstones…the WFWF’s Prodigal Son has found his way home and is ready to help the WFWF rise to prominence and dominance yet again.


The man reaches the end of the boardwalk and leans over the ledge for a few moments, breathing, soaking in the salty ocean air. He takes what is in his hand and places it upon his face.


?: Well…I guess it’s time to get back to work.


The man turns around, and it’s revealed that what was put onto his face was a mask. A red and black mask. A mask that belongs to only one man. He smiles.


ZMaster: And I can’t wait.


Now the screen fades to black. End show.