FN'R/ SNR Caracas, VEN - 4/18/08

[Michael Saint]

[glow=blue,2,300]Saturday Night Rush[/glow]

Hometown Match
Vampiro vs Shocker

This would be a short and sweet match. Vampiro would dominate and finish with a Nail in the Coffin for a three count.

[glow=blue,2,300]Rush Main Event[/glow]

This would be a great match with some of Rampage's best young stars. Jacob and Jason would send out Laura right away and go to work on one another. Jason would set up for a suplex, but Jacob would block and give Jason a suplex of his own. Jacob would go for his finisher, but Laura would get in the ring and cut him off from hitting it. Laura would hit a DDT and then a spring board leg drop for a two count on Jacob. Jason would get to his feet and take down Laura before hitting a running senton onto Jacob for a two count of his own. Jacob would get up and take down both of his opponents with dual clotheslines getting a two count on each one of them. Jacob would go for a superplex on Laura, but Jason would stop him and powerbomb Jacob off the ropes. Laura would hit a hurricanranna on Jason sending him out of the ring. Laura would pick up Jacob and deliver Perfection for a three count and a win.

Winner: Laura!

(Fade)

[Michael Saint]

The unmistakable intro to “The Shape of Punk To Come” by Refused rings out across the P.A. The crowd are on their feet when the song comes crashing down and Crazyman marches out onto the entrance ramp. His hair is growing out and his beard is a little bit fuller than when he was last in the ring.

Khan: Here comes the former Television Champion, marching down the ramp with intent, Mark.

Madden: He’s got that steely look in his eyes, Khan. My advise is to stay out of his way for the next five minutes!

Crazyman climbs into the ring and strides across to the other side, demanding a microphone. When one is handed to him, he walks back to the centre of the ring and waits as his music dies down. The fans’ cheering becomes a soft murmur through the audience as he puts the microphone to his lips.

Crazyman: Before Level One comes out here to piss and moan and waste more good television time; before El Chupacabra tries to explain himself any more for stabbing his friends and family in the back; before I laugh in Beth Harte’s face and say “I told you so”; and before Shadow Man comes out here to toy with your emotions and “Hmm” and “Haw” about retiring, I thought I’d come out here to get a few things off my chest.

Truth be told, the last month has not been a good one. Three weeks ago, I lost a United States Championship shot. Last week, I lost my Television Title. And this week…

He spits on the ground.

Crazyman: This week I’m not even booked on the God damn card! Seems to me like I just fell a hell of a lot further than I thought I would. But then I suppose I should have known that was going to happen the moment the referee’s hand hit the canvas for the third time and the TV title was taken from me.

Am I bitter about that? No. At the end of the day, I fought a tough competitor and on that night the better wrestler won. But I lost a lot more than gold last Friday night. Maybe I lost a little bit of pride, but certainly I lost my shot at redemption, and that is what hurts the most.

I’ve been walking down this road ever since I joined the EWC. Despite all the beatings and all the lost blood, despite all the stitches and despite the hairline fractures that run up and down my spine, I’ve always done what was asked of me. I’ve taken every crazy, over the top brawl in my stride, because that is the price I have always been willing to pay for a chance to make something of myself in this business. I shed the blood and I used these hands to beat my opponents to a pulp, in the hope that my fighting spirit would take me to the top of the mountain. The will to succeed was what kept me going. It helped me fight through the pain and stand up every time I got knocked down.

Last week was an important match for me. It was the first match in the next phase of my tenure as Television Champion, and it was the first step on the road to redemption. But in the blink of an eye, my title was taken away, and redemption was gone. I dragged myself out of the ring and slowly walked back to the locker room, where I was confronted by the faces of other wrestlers. And though some of them may have offered their commiserations, in the end they all felt the same thing - disgust! They felt shame for me! Because I had worked so hard and wanted it so badly, and where did that get me? What did my will to win earn me that night, except a condescending look from everybody in the back?

What I didn’t realise - what I didn’t even consider - was that there is no redemption this time. There is no chance to make it up to myself. I put myself out on a limb and it cracked under my weight. All this time, I’ve been fighting so hard to keep a hold of my soul and keep some semblance of humanity inside this ring. But in all honesty - and this is something I was afraid to admit - becoming a champion made me too soft. Now I am nothing again, and I can already feel my flesh turning to stone.

He extends his arm, his palm spread out wide. He closes his hand into a tight fist. His fist is shaking when he suddenly punches himself in the side of the head.

Crazyman: I got some sense knocked into me! All this time, I fought the demon off, and it kept coming back. I never thought to ask just why the beast felt so at home within me. But I’ve got a pretty good idea now. The truth is, the beast is not just within me - it is me. I detested my violent tendencies when I should have embraced them! In fighting the demon, I was just fighting myself. I was just fighting myself, but I say no more! Because there’s no redemption, and that means there’s no reason to do it any other way except the hard way - my way.

This is a message to everyone in the back. To our conflicted World Champion, to those three vile bastards in tonight’s main event, to every single son of a bitch who laces their boots and steps into this ring - hear me now. I’ve lost pretty much everything I could inside these ropes, which means I’m about ready to start collecting scalps again. I am the beast that makes you hate, and I am the sickest S.O.B. in this business. I’m a long way from home, a long way from anyone who could talk some sense into me. My advice to you all, if you get in my way, is to move before I move you. I will carve my name into the memory of everyone associated with this company in any way, and I will not be denied! I don’t care if I have to go through each and every God damn wrestler in the EWC! The fight goes on until I am satisfied, and that won't be a long time yet, I guarantee!

He throws the microphone to the ground as his music picks up again and he climbs out of the ring, ignoring the fans as he charges up the ramp.

Khan: Crazyman just threw down the gauntlet and pretty much called out the entire locker room!

Madden: I know his ring name, but I think something finally has snapped in his head! And now he says he’s going to embrace his violent tendencies? What the hell was he doing before!?

Khan: Regardless, this is not going to end well for anyone.

(Commercial)
Deep Purple – ‘Perfect Strangers’ hits and immediately the fans stand up looking at the entrance gate waiting for Taylor to appear…After the introduction of the song has finished Taylor pulls back the curtain and walks out with a big cocky grin upon his face looking around at the fans that are booing him…As he begins walking down the ramp way to the ring he begins looking at the fans urging them to jump the rain…By the point the fans have started a “Franchise sucks” chant along with a lot more chants going on…Taylor laughs it off and carries on to the ring…Around ringside the fans try reaching over to push him and try to get a rise out of him…Taylor turns round to them and raises the back of his hand and starts to threaten the fans before a security guard has to jump in…Taylor then walks up the step slowly taking his time while looking around the arena and laughing to himself about the fans…He then enters the ring and climbs to the middle buckle and raises his hands and extends the last three fingers on both his hands and smiles arrogantly

Ann: “Jason Taylor!”

The lights go out, pyros start going out. A silouhette stands in the cloud of smoke. The crowd pops, as Strength walks out from the smoke. He slowly walks down the aisle, climbs the ring steps and enters the ring.

Ann: “Logan Strength!”

The music kicks in with a "1..2...3..4!" Morrigan hops out to the music Trench coat on, though quickly coming off as makes a Bee line straight for the ring, running in time with the music, he slides himself into the ring almost sideways to stand up and either: A) Dive onto his opponent with reckless abandon, or B) spin some to wait on his prey..I mean opponent.

Ann: “Morrigan!”

Ding! Ding!

Logan Strength quickly charges and clotheslines Jason Taylor clear over the top turnbuckle, and down to the floor. Morrigan grabs Logan from behind and lifts him onto his shoulders in a Torture rack, one of Logan’s arms wrapped over his throat before with a burst of strength Morrigan swings his Logan between his neck sitting down to drop a pile driver on him, before going for the cover.

Khan: “Clockwork Driver!”

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Ding! Ding!

Ann: “Here is your winner… Morrigan!”

(Commercial)

<We go backstage to find Rampage General Manager Lena Katina and United States Champion Beth Harte talking.>

Beth- I can't believe Chupa would do this to me... to FEAR

<Lena shakes her head.>

Lena- It probably wasn't even about you and FEAR. I bet it was about his brother. They never have liked each other very much.

Beth- Still, what about me? I thought we were friends? he hasn't answered my calls. he hasn't given me any type of explanation. I don't get it.

Lena- Don't take it personally. He probably just needed some time to himself.

Beth- I can't believe how you're taking this!

Lena- I'm just happy I can quit supporting Saint by supporting Chupa.

Beth- I just want my friend back.

(Fade to the ring)

The lights in the arena go out as the intro to Pulse of the Maggots begins to play

"This is the year where hope fails you
The test subjects run the experiments
And the bastards you know, is the hero you hate
But cohesing is posssible if we strive
Theres no reason, theres no lesson
No time like the present, telling you right now
What have you got to lose, what have you got to lose
Except your soul...who's with us!"

BANG

Pyro explodes as El Chupacabra comes to the ring.

(Chupa gets a mic)

Chupa: I am pretty sure that I owe some people an explanation right now. Last week I did the unthinkable I attacked my own brother and I turned my back on FEAR the stable I pretty much made on my own.

(mixed reaction.)

Chupa: The truth is. The truth is that I was just fed up with the shit. I am fed up with my brother and the lines of Bull that is constantly feeds me about this business. When I put things aside with him and I decided to let our past disappear I heard things. He told me I would be World Champion and I would be the biggest thing on Rampage ever. With him by my side nothing could go wrong for me in that ring.

(Booing)

Chupa: Fast forward to me getting injured. I comeback and I am nothing to him. He is interested in Hades and Nunez and Beth. El Chupacabra is not that important anymore. He has other people who can be champion for him. You see Michael Saint promised me the world, but I got shit. I stand here today not World Champion and not a contender for that belt. Why? Beth gets her rematch. Why not me getting the one I deserve? Hades beats Shadow and he is given the world. Level One gets a rematch. You know what Fuck you Michael Saint.

(cheers)

Chupa: I am a man who does not need your help to become World Champion. You have held me back for long enough. I am out of FEAR for good and I will be taking it apart myself personally. But first I have this piece of paper here. It says that I can have a rematch for the Tag Titles I never lost whenever I damn well please. Well I want that shot at Rumble in the Bronx in ladder match.

(cheers)

Chupa: As for Shadow Man if he is going to retire that is sad. I will have a partner his name is Link.

(Saint appears in the entrance area.)

Saint: Fuck you! I have put up with you my whole life Johnathan. I am fed up with you. Last week you tried to take me out, but I stand here today. I may be hurting, but I am not going to stop.

(Cheers)

Chupa: Is there a point to this rant?

Saint: Yeah there is actually. The week after Runble in the Bronx Rampage is going to be in Santiago, Chile. The main event on that night is going to be El Chupacabra one on one with Michael Saint.

(cheers)

Saint: And the match of choice will be the same one you ended my wrestling career in Hell in the Cell!

(cheers)

Saint: Weapons on the cage and on top of the cage. We are going to end this here and now Chupa. If I win. YOU ARE FIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Cheers)

Chupa: You know what fine. You want my career on the line I will take it, but if I win I get any match I choose at Uncensored even if it is a title match.

Saint: Done.

(Saints starts to leave)

Saint: Oh and Johnny. Just so you know you can't choose your partner at RITB. Shadow Man is the only man that can be your parnter.

Chupa: What if he retires?

Saint: Guess you have to win a handicap match at RITB huh?

(Saint walks out as Acid runs in from the back.)

Acid: What the fuck are you thinking Chupa?

Chupa: What?

Acid: You are being a bastard. You can't do this it is not right man.

Chupa: I doing what I want. I am getting what I want.

Acid: You are going to stop or else.

Chupa: Or else what? I have to carry you in a tag match.

Acid: Or I will beat your ass myself.

Chupa: Oh in that case

(Chupa leaps on top of Acid and whales on him. Acid is up and nails Chupa! Acid drags Chupa to a corner for The Teabag, but Chupa with a low Blow!!!!!!!!!!! Chupa grabs Acid from behind Viral Driver!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Acid gets Backdrop Drivered on the top of his head! Chupa grabs a chair and puts it on Acid's throat. Chupa up top and FLYING DOUBLE STOMP onto the chair!!!!!!!!!!! Chupa spits on his former partner as we go to commercial)

[Michael Saint]

Vs

"Basic Thugonomics Remix" begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering.

"So, you think you're untouchable?"

People watching at home see Jesse's titantron playing on their screen for a few moments. Then it returns to the stage area and Jesse is standing there looking down at his feet with his forearms crossed in front of him. He stands there for a few moments as then Jesse lifts his head up and gives a smirk as he then puts his arms in the air doing the “Word Life” hands as the fans give a mix reaction. The camera zooms out from the rafters to show the whole arena on their feet. The camera then zooms back in front of Jesse. Jesse is wearing his black "The Prodigy" t-shirt with a chain with dog tags around his neck. He also has on a black hat on his head. The hat reads "The Prodigy" on the front and his name on the back, the hat is tilted slightly to the right of his head so that is barely covering over his right eye but he could still see and you could still see his eye barely. Alexis comes out walking beside Jesse. Every time the song starts to scratch, Jesse does the “You Can’t See Me” wave.

"Whether fightin’ or spittin’ my discipline is unforgivin’
Had you down for the count, another time re-livin’
I am the face of wrestlin‘, know the name
There ain’t no time for restin’, got to play the game..."

Alexis walks beside Jesse as he still has the "Word Life" fingers in the air going down the ramp toward the ring.

"Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me"

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall! First, weighing 240 lbs, and being accompanied by Alexis. From Phoenix, Arizona, Jesse "The Prodigy" Nuñez!

Jesse looks around the stadium and sees everybody booing him around the arena. The women fans cheer though as they see him walk down toward the ring. Alexis is awaiting down by the ring for him. Jesse then runs and is about to slide into the ring but is stopped by Alexis as she kisses him on the lips as the women boo. He slides into the ring. As he stands up he looks around at the fans once more. Jesse walks to the furthest turnbuckle away from him as he climbs to the middle turnbuckle he puts the "Word Life" fingers in the air holding it in both hands, as he does gold sparks fall from the rafters around the ring. Jesse jumps down as the sparks continue to fall, he does the same on the opposite turnbuckle, the sparks end. Jesse then takes his hat off and throws it into the crowd. He also takes off his t-shirt and hands it to someone at ringside. He walks over to the furthest turnbuckle and he begins to throw punches to get himself warmed up. He then takes off his chain with the dog tags on it and hands it to someone at ringside. His theme music begins to die off.

"I'm Bossy" by Kelis hits the P.A. The lights go out before returning to illuminate Angel standing at the top of the ramp with her arms outstretched. Fireworks crisscross in front of her as she pumps her arms in the air to boost the crowds cheers. She then slowly walks down the ramp.

Announcer: And the opponent, weighing 150 lbs, she is one half of the EWC Tag Team Champions - Angel!

Angel baseball slides into the ring. Once inside she walks over to one of the corner climbs up the ropes and pumps her fists in the air as the fans cheer her on.

Khan: This should be an interesting match, both these competitors know each other well.

Madden: And they’re both damn good, but Nunez has a good 90lbs on his opponent. If Angel wanted to match that she’d have to carry you on her back!

Khan: You’re saying I’m skinny?

Madden: …Yeah.

The bell rings and the match is underway. Angel and Nunez meet in the middle of the ring and lock up, but Nunez easily shoves her to the ground. The crowd boo him as he talks trash to the fallen Angel. She gets to her feet and tells him to bring it. Jesse shrugs his shoulders and moves forward. They lock up, and again Nunez shoves Angel hard to the canvas.

Khan: I admire Angel’s fighting spirit, but trying to match Jesse Nunez for strength is a poor strategy.

Madden: You’re absolutely right - it would be like a lady bug trying to take on a Sherman tank!

Angel climbs back to her feet, clearly frustrated. In a display of total disrespect, Nunez puts his hands behind his back and offers his chin to Angel.

Madden: He’s gonna let her have a free shot!

Khan: Sometimes Jesse Nunez’s behaviour just makes me sick!

Angel is not sure if this is a trap or not. Jesse assures her that it isn’t - he’s willing to give her a free shot. Angel does not look amused, but she rears her fist back, steps forward - and kicks Jesse Nunez right between the legs! Jesse drops to his knees, clutching his bruised groin. Angel bounces off the ropes and dropkicks him right in the face!

Madden: Damn, I felt that one from here!

Khan: You and me both! Beauty and brains - that’s Angel!

Angel slaps Nunez in the face and returns the trash talk before stomping on his head and chest. Nunez rolls towards the rope, and the referee forces Angel off of him. Nunez gets back to his feet, still sore but with a look of anger and humiliation on his face. He charges at Angel, but she ducks, bounces off the ropes and comes back with a flying forearm smash that puts Nunez back down. Jesse climbs to his feet, but Angel takes him down with another smash. “The Prodigy” gets back up, a little slower this time, and Angel rushes him, but Jesse ducks, picks Angel up and drives her to the mat with a Samoan drop! He makes a cover.

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Khan: A kickout by Angel, but what impact on that Samoan drop!

Madden: That’s the difference maker, Khan. Angel has the speed advantage, but Nunez can drop her just like that.

Jesse picks Angel up and whips her into the ropes, catching her with a hip toss on her return. Angel lies in obvious pain, clutching her back. Nunez picks her up, only to drop her with a back breaker.

Khan: Nunez working on the back now, probably planning to put Angel down with the Resurrection.

Madden: And it slows Angel down, too. This is a smart strategy by Jesse.

Nunez picks Angel up again and whips her into the far corner, where she hits the turnbuckles with force and drops to the canvas. “The Prodigy” taunts the crowd before walking over to Angel in the corner. He lifts her up by her hair and shouts insults at her. Angel replies with a kick to the gut followed up by an inside cradle for a cover!

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Jesse kicks out. Both wrestlers get to their feet, but Angel manages to land the first blow with a dropkick to the knee, then a roundhouse kick straight to Jesse’s head! Angel grabs Jesse’s leg and lays it out straight before stomping right on the ankle. Nunez groans in pain and grabs his leg. Angel kicks him in the head, grabs the leg again, and this time lands both feet on the ankle with a double foot stomp.

Khan: Angel’s trying to take Jesse’s legs out from under him.

Madden: Trying to cut him down to size. Angel knows she has to keep Jesse off his feet to win this thing.

Angel grabs the leg again, but Nunez pushes her away and she lands in the middle of the ring, hitting her back against the canvas. Angel rubs her back as she gets to her feet, but Jesse is up too, and he drops her with a clothesline. Nunez is limping slightly as he tries to walk off the pain in his ankle. He walks over to Alexis for moral support, not realising that Angel is back up. She runs forward, but Nunez sees her coming and picks her up, dropping her throat first across the top rope! Angel goes down clutching her neck.

Nunez yells at her before picking her up. He throws Angel like a rag doll into the corner. Nunez backs up and gives the “You can‘t see me” taunt as the crowd boos. He runs forward for a big splash, but Angel gets her feet up and nails him right between the eyes. Nunez turns around, dazed and confused, allowing Angel the chance to climb onto the second turnbuckle, leap forward, and take him down with a bulldog! But Angel feels the impact in her back and can’t capitalise, such is the pain running up and down her spine.

Khan: Things are starting to get ugly.

Madden: These two have history, both inside and out of the ring, and this match has got to be personal.

With the help of the ring ropes, Angel gets back to her feet, while Nunez also gets back up. Angel tries to run forward, but Alexis trips her up. Furious, Angel reaches out of the ring and drags Alexis by her hair to the inside! She begins attacking Alexis with hard shots to the face until Jesse stomps on Angel’s back. He pulls her to her feet only to take her down again with a suplex. Jesse leans over Alexis to see that she is OK. Nunez is absolutely livid now, and he attacks Angel with stomps to the face and body, before bouncing off the ropes and nailing her with the KoneXion! Jesse doesn’t even bother with a cover - he just wants to hurt Angel. He rolls her over onto her stomach and locks in the PHX!

Khan: The PHX! Can you imagine the pain Angel must be feeling right now?

Madden: Her back is in a bad way, and the PHX is twisting it in ways that it should not go!

Angel screams in agony. The referee asks her if she gives up, but every time she yells, “No!” Angel is in the middle of the ring with no way to get to the ropes. Nunez wrenches back on the hold, and Angel is fading. The referee picks up her hand. It drops. He picks it up once more, and it drops a second time. Once more he lifts up Angel’s hand… and it stays up! Angel slams her fist against the canvas, but Nunez keeps a firm grip on the hold. Angel does the only thing she can in this situation; managing to slip her chin down, she bites hard on Jesse‘s hand!

Khan: She’s biting him!

Madden: That’s a reversal you don’t see every day!

Jesse screams in pain as Angel bites down even more. He releases his grip of the PHX, and Angel knocks him back with a shot to the face. Jesse gets back to his feet, but Angel is still down in the ring. Nunez moves forward, and Angel manages to kick him in the knee, leaving him to fall flat on his face. Grabbing his leg, Nunez stumbles back up and tries to rush the prone Angel, but she answers with another kick, this time a swinging blow to the back of the knee that drops Nunez backwards. Raising her leg high in the air, Angel brings her boot back down, landing heel first on the knee of “The Prodigy.”

Khan: Angel is doing everything she can to defend herself!

Madden: Desperate times call for desperate measures, Khan!

Angel drags herself up to a standing position. She doesn’t give Nunez a second to rest once she’s up, grabbing the leg and landing three stiff kicks to the knee before she locks in a figure four leglock! Nunez cries out in pain as Angel tries to stretch her legs out straight, bending his in the process. Nunez begins to drag himself across the ring to the ropes, but Angel has gone dead weight and isn’t giving him any help whatsoever. Jesse’s leg, having already taken some damage, is being bent out of shape as Angel attempts to break his ankle. Nunez looks like he might just call it quits, when Alexis jumps up onto the ring apron! The referee runs over to keep her out of the ring, and the distraction gives Nunez enough time to reach forward and poke Angel in the eyes, which causes her to break the hold.

Khan: Dirty moves by Jesse Nunez!

Madden: All’s fair in love and wrestling!

Both wrestlers slowly get back to their feet, Angel still holding her back as Nunez limps around the ring. They meet in the middle of the ring, Nunez swinging wildly. Angel ducks and answers with chops to Jesse’s chest. Nunez replies with a rake of the eyes and a back drop right into a cover!

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Angel barely kicks out!

Khan: Angel is doing her best, but I’m afraid the end is near!

Madden: Nunez is out for blood, and he may just get it.

Jesse stands up and pulls Angel to her feet. He lifts her up into position for the Resurrection, but his knee gives out from under him! Angel lands on her feet and nails Jesse with a DDT! She covers!

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Nunez kicks out! Angel gets up, yelling at Jesse to do the same. Nunez slowly stands up, shaking the cobwebs out. Angel leaps onto his back and locks in a sleeper hold! Nunez drops to one knee as Angel squeezes tightly on his neck, wrapping her legs

Nunez is beginning to fade as Angel cuts off the flow of blood to his brain. Jesse begins to fight back, slowly climbing to his feet, but Angel won’t let go! In desperation, Nunez runs backwards into the corner, slamming Angel into the turnbuckles! Angel releases the sleeper hold and stumbles forward, only for Jesse to nail her with the Rising Phoenix! He covers!

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Announcer: Here is your winner,

Nunez stumbles out of the ring and walks up the ramp with the help of Alexis. The crowd boo him as he holds up the “Word Life” fingers.

Khan: Angel took Jesse Nunez as far as she could, but Nunez walks away with the win!

Madden: I give her a lot of credit, but in the end Nunez proved too much.

(Commercial)

The lights in the arena slowly begin to dim as everyone in the arena quickly get's to their feet and begin to make some noise. "SAVE ME" by REMY ZERO then begins to play over the Sound System as three strobe lights begin to pulse in the entrance way, fog then begins to rise from below the stage in front of the entrance.

The X-Treme Tron lights up counting down from 9 all the way to 1. It seems as though every single person is on there feet counting down the numbers. Once it gets to 0 large letters flash “IT'S SHOWTIME”.

Khan: He should retire he is too old.

Madden: What no way Shadow is in his prime he should not leave ever.

An enormous uproar of cheers now blends out the blasting of "SAVE ME"! A few moments later Shadow Man walks from behind the wall of Fog onto the stage. He stands their for a few seconds with a smirk on his face and begins to point to the fans who are screaming the loudest.

Shadow then looks towards the camera with a with a sad look on his face as he begins to walk down the ramp and towards the ring. On the way he makes silly faces into the camera. After waving at the fans while walking down the ramp Shadow runs and slides onto the ring apron on one knee and holding onto the middle Rope, Shadow gets to his feet and in a slower then normal manor steps threw the first and second Ropes.

He then gets into the ring and runs over to the corner and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. He pats himself on the chest twice and then points to all the screaming fans. He then points to the sky and pumps his fist for Memphis Reigns! Shadow then jumps down from the turnbuckle does the same on every other turnbuckel before heading to the middle of the ring with his World title in one hand and a mic in the other hand

Shadow waits for several moments as the fans continue to chant "SHADOW DOESN'T QUIT"..."SHADOW DOESN'T QUIT"

SM: "You know....my first time was with an Asian"

The crowed is really screaming now, many laughs are heard all around

SM: "She was, about five feet tall...and 100% Ko-Sexy-Rean"

The fans are going nuts, the five crazy girls in the front row are jumping up and down screaming and now flash there breasts at Shadow and the cameras are quick to pan them as each breast are covered with a letter which adds up to "S H A D O W M A N !"

SM: "Can you say, BACK...STAGE...PASS?"

Shadow laughs to himself and winks at the girls

SM: "Now it's pretty damn obvious as to why I am out here. I am here to make an announcement that is going contrary to what many of you fans want. This is far from easy, and no matter how many times I have gone over this speach, it's been near impossible to not cry"

Shadow clears his throat as the fans silent down to the point where a pin drop could be heard for miles

SM: "I remember it like yesterday, my first match in the EWC. It was against a man named FlapJack. He was, a verteran at the time and a EWC main eventer. He um...he asked for someone, anyone, to come out and fight him in a match because his opponent wasn't showing up. So, I figured, I might as well just jump right in.

Nine matches later and I won my first EWC Championship. The Television title. It was a very proud moment for me. I at that point was Ten and Oh in the standings, but I wasn't really noticed all that much because Nightmare was pretty much the main attraction at the time. Plus guys like Mac, Diablos, FBI, Mystery Man, Dead Eye, Kid Cactus and so on, were all on the Main Event list.

I was happy with my place. I was happy flying under the radar. But to the surprise of myself, you the fans and the entire EWC...the wins kept coming and coming. Suddenly it was this big huge deal that I wasn't and apparently couldn't lose a match.

It was around that time that I won the Hardcore title and then, StrangleMania three happend. Suddenly I was the Main Attraction in the EWC and it was a hard change. I was put on multipile cards and multiple matches. I was main eventing. It was...so strange.

Then of course I won the EWC Championship over my best friend...Memphis Reigns. The greatest moment in my life...fighting with him"

Shadow starts to get teary eyed

SM: "Memphis taught me something though, he taught me to fight till the very end. And when that end came, be man enough to see it, and then be crazy enough to surpass it. And be humble enough to grasp it. I didn't understand it till now"

Shadow wipes his eyes then clears his throat

SM: "So I am here to announce a few things...as of this moment, and it really pains me to say this...but...I am no longer the leader nor a member of FORCE"

A shout of "NO" can he heard across the arena

SM: "I still remember the day I created FORCE. We had a great run and a great time. But FORCE lost it's meaning. Instead of being a Team trying to restore the EWC to it's former greatness, it became a twenty four hour party and lifestyle. Which was great, during it's time. But things are different now. Things need to change. Rampage needs to be repaired, and I think this is apart of the healing process.

The second thing I am here to announce is that...as of this moment...I am retiring from..."

The lights flicker and the mic cuts off. After a few seconds of flickering the lights shut off completly. Many screams from the fans are heard, the lights then slowly come back on to an empy ring. The fans are all on there feet wondering what had happend.

Caan leaves his spot at the side of the ring and slides into the ring picking up what looks to be a note written in blood. Caan lifts it up as all the cameras zoom into it and it shows ups on the titan-tron.

"IT BEGINS"

***CUT TO COMERCIAL***

[Michael Saint]

TV Title Match
Dominik King vs

Domminik King comes out the entrance ramp and stands at the top of the ramp with one hand held up in the air. He walks to the ring with his arm still in the air. Before he approaches the ring, he says hi to the couple of fans sitting next to the ring entrance. When in the ring he stands in the middle of the ring and looks out into the crowd.

She Blinded Me With SCIENCE!

Amy Rosen strolls casually out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage. Amy looks up into the lights with her eyes closed as if she expects the crowd to begin throwing roses at her feet. When she looks down and sees nothing there, she just sort of shrugs and strolls inattentively down to the ring.

SCIENCE!

There is an explosion of pyros, which you wouldn’t know by looking at Amy, who seems as if she hadn’t even noticed, before walking up the steels steps and getting into the ring. Amy looks around as if finally realizing where she is, and finally prepares herself for the match

(Bell rings and we are underway. King with a lock up and a takedown on Amy. King with a cravate. Amy with a couple elbow shots to break up the hold. King right away back to the hold, but this time Amy with a drop toe hold. King up and Amy with a head scissors takeover. Amy with a dropkick to the side of King's head. King shakes the cobwebs and takes over Amy with a hip toss. King goes to drop an elbow, but Amy gets out of the way. King gets to a knee and Amy goes for Eureka, but King catches her and plants her on the mat with a powerbomb. King signals for the end and goes for The Mark of Honor, but Amy drops down and hits a gut shot. Amy grabs the head of King and runs up the turnbuckle before delivering a tornado DDT!!!!!! King rolls out of the ring.)

Khan: Not safe!

Madden: He should know better!

(Amy hits the ropes and comes back with a crossbody block between the ropes that floors King. The crowd goes nuts as Amy tosses King back into the ring. Amy up top and goes for a sky twister press, but King rolls out of the way and Amy lands on her feet! King runs at Amy and splashes her into a corner. King picks up Amy on his shoulders and gives her a running powerslam right into a cover

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kickout by Amy. King picks up Amy again for another powerslam, but Amy rakes the eyes and gets King into a roll jacknife cradle roll up

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kickout by King. )

Madden: She is sneaky

Khan: Sneaky little jew.

Madden: Dude that is so racist.

Khan: Oops

(Both to their feet and King with a stiff clothesline that turns Amy inside out. Amy is holding her head as King picks her up. King with a slam and drops a knee to the head of Amy. King goes to the top rope and comes off with a diving headbutt, but Amy somehow rolls out of the way. King stumbles to his feet and Amy with a shot. Another one. A third and King does not go down. Amy off the ropes and we get a double clothesline causing both to hit the mat

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Amy rolls over into a cover

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kickout by King!)


Khan: Amy almost won there.

Madden: King putting up a hell of a fight here tonight.

(Amy and King battle and Amy with a dropkick that once again sends King over the top rope. Amy off the ropes and goes for another crossbody block between the ropes, but this time she is caught by King. King has Amy and rams her into backfirst into a ringpost. King does not stop he does it a second time. A third time! A fourth time! Fifth time!!!!!! King slams Amy on the outside. King picks up Amy and presses her over the ropes into the ring. King with an elbow into a cocky cover

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kickout by Amy!)

Khan: Amy is not going to bow to that.

Madden: Amy will not bow she is tough as hell.

( King grabs the legs of Amy and locks her in a boston crab. King wrenches on the hold weakening the back of Amy. Amy refuses to tap out as King continues to make the hold have more and more pressure. Amy pushes up with her arms and is able to roll back wards. Amy locks King in The Farnsworth Paradox!!!!!!!!!! Looks to be over, but King is close enough that he can reach out and grab the bottom rope to get a break. Amy drags King to the center of the ring and goes for the hold again, but King is able to reverse into a small package

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kickout by King! Both are up and King with a yakuaza kick!)

Khan: Nearly took off her head.

Madden: King wants that title.

(King once again takes the battle to the outside. King with a slam on the protective mats. King removes that mats and slams Amy hard onto the concrete. King picks up Amy and points at the ringpost. King goes to post Amy again, but she gets out and sends King head first into it. Amy measures and buzzsaw kick to the head of King that sandwhiches his head between her leg and the ringpost!!!!!!!!! The back of Kings head is bleeding as Amy puts him back into the ring. Amy up top and sky twister press! It is over

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kickout by King!!!!!!!)

Madden: Somehow he is out.

Khan: King fights like a champion.

(King gets to a knee and Eureka!!!!!!!!!

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kickout again by King!!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: No way!

Madden: I am in shock.

(Amy gets in the face of the ref to argue. King is getting to his feet again and has a bloody knot on the back of his head. Amy looks over and smiles. Amy off the rope Eureka to the back of King's head her knee connecting with the bloody knot on the back of his head!!!!

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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Winner and STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION:

(Commercial)

[Michael Saint]

[glow=limegreen,2,300]Ladder Match
Winner Gets To Choose Their Number In RITB[/glow]
Vs Vs


Beth makes her way to the ring, waving to the fans, and then slides into the ring and stands on the far turnbuckle and raises her arms.

The silence of the crowd stirs around the atmosphere of the arena as it suddenly becomes disturbed by the sound of a horrific and deafening scream, a white mist begins to seep through from the ramp way, its swirling life source, only to cast itself lovingly into the air and towards the stage. The fans emptied eyes catch sight of the furious flickering of a large and diminishing light that seated itself comfortably above the ring, those emptied eyes only to catch sight of all the others that seemed to be following the same cruel fate as the first…short breaks of life and death emerge between each and every one of them as it spreads thoughtlessly across the arena. The crowd looks on worried, each and every face being filled with simple fear as their hearts beat rhythmically with the flickering lights of death… a sickening blue light only to swoon over the crowd. Just as any search light does when picking sight of its criminal… another one only to follow it in its quest. The two vibrant blue lights only to stop their search and cast a bright blue spotlight onto the center stage, meanwhile the scream begins to die out carefully. Suddenly a large circle of fire arises in a quick counter-clockwise motion, before exploding upwards as a tall dark figure appears within the center of the flames. Followed just seconds later by the pounding beats of "Digging up the Corpses" by DevilDriver blares across the helpless PA system. The delicate ears of the worried audience only to be crushed with pain as it drums through thoroughly...
A masculine figure being recognized as the arena’s lights begins to fade into a dull dim… allowing the enticed eyes of the audience to rest upon his face, a tiny vulgar smirk placed firmly upon his cold pink lips as his intense white-out eyes survey the sea of fans…
The blazing lights only to revive slowly as it beams down upon the man that stands confidentially in place before casually strolling down the ramp, a dark trenchcoat clinging securely to his frame buttoned down the center of his torso. Measuring each step as if every inch closer towards the ring sent a chill down the audience’s spine, while his arms dangling freely at each side. As he swayed them carefully moving along stepping over the black mats, before taking a sudden step placing his right knee onto the apron, tugging himself up as he grasped the middle rope pulling his weight onto the apron. Stepping into the ring as the silence remained throughout the arena, as he carefully motions towards the center of the ring. Standing motionless as he brings his hands chest-level, while in a prayer palms pressed and fingertips parallel vertically. Silently muttering words to himself before snapping his head back as his dredlocks fly from his face, within that moment all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. He then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his opponent…

*Level-One’s music hits . An array of blue lights flash through the darkness of the arena. And from the curtains, Level-One slowly walks out to the top-of the ramp, with loud boos from the crowd. Level-One makes a B-line to the ring as pyro shoots up behind him. Level-One walks towards a crowd, and grabs a sign, ripping it in the process. Level-One than runs into the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. Level-One gets up, and jumps up on the corner turn-buckle, signaling he wants his belt back while shouting at a few fans in the process*

(Bell rings and right away the three are going at it. Level One fights off Beth, but Victor is ready right away to get into with Level One. The two men exchange blows and Level One goes for a Level Advance, but Beth is in the ring and low blows Level One. Beth with a hurricanrana on Hades, but he blocks and with the help of Level One we get a double powerbomb!!!! Hades with a kick to the face of Level One and goes to the outside of the ring. Hades has a ladder, but does not see Level One hit the ropes and comes back off of them with a no hands front flip over the top rope hitting the ladder causing it to go into Hades! Level One is holding his back as Beth gets to her feet. Beth slides out and grabs another ladder from beside the ring. Beth slides it back in and makes her way up.)

Khan: Could end early

Madden: Did Level One take out both Hades and himself?

(The first ladder comes sailing back into the ring hitting Beth causing her to fall down. Level One is back in the ring and is climbing up the second ladder. Hades into the ring and kicks Level One in the leg causing him to fall off the laddder. Hades gets the second ladder and puts it in a corner and puts the first one in a corner opposite it. Hades whips each of his opponents into ladders. Hades gets a running start and stinger splash onto Level One and his ladder. Hades does not stop stinger splash onto his friend Beth Harte and the ladder she is against!!!! Hades goes for a third splash once again on Level One, but this time Level One ducks down and Hades eats ladder!!!!! Hades flies backwards and Level One slams a ladder on top of him!)

Khan: Did not take long for the ladders to come into play.

Madden: No real shock there

( Level One puts a ladder under the case and starts to climb up. Beth is up and is attempting to pull down Level One, but he is not coming off the ladder for her. Hades is up and the two members of Project FEAR pull Level One off the ladder. Hades and Beth look at one another and each hits the ropes. Level One is on a knee both Beth and Victor come back timing it perfectly as Victor hits L1 in the back of the head with a Glimmering Warlock while Beth connects from the front with a Shining Wizard to the jaw!!! Great combo by the two members of FEAR. The team work is short lived though as Beth kicks Hades low. Beth hits the ropes and comes back with a running tornado DDT and on her way down Beth is able to time it to the point where she drops a leg onto Level One.)

Khan: I guess their are really no teams in this sort of match.

Madden: Not when you can choose your number in the Rumble in the Bronx if you get the win.

(Beth starts to climb up the ladder, but both of the two men are back to their feet. Beth jumps off the ladder and has a tornado DDT set up for Level One, but Hades grabs the feet of Beth and the two men press her overhead. Beth gets launched over the top rope to the outside where she hits with a hard thud. Hades swings for the face of Level One, but he misses and Level One swings and misses. Hades with a sleeper hold! Level One looks to be weakening Hades to make sure he is not a factor in the match any longer. Level One starts to fade, but wait he is stopping. Hades lets the hold go and nails Level One in the face. Nothing! )

Khan: He is Hulking Up!!!!!!!

Madden: No. He is Leveling Up!

( Hades swings again and misses. This time Level One with a set of punches and off the ropes. Level One goes for a clothesline, but Hades ducks under and gets another sleeperhold. Hades backs up again and Sleeper Suplex! Level One lands head first onto the middle turnbuckle!!!!!!!!! Hades thinks he has a clear road, but before he can get to the ladder Beth springs into the ring with a blockbuster!)

Khan: Crazy

Madden: All three of them are nuts I swear.

( Beth starts to climb up the ladder and is within arms reach of the case, but Level One with a chair shot. Level One climbs up the other side of the ladder. Beth and Level One are battling on the top of the ladder as Hades gets to his feet. L1 locks Beth ontop of the ladder in the House of Pain as Victor climbs to his feet below, L1 using Beth for support stands on her spine and moonsaults off Beth onto Victor below!!!!!!! Beth falls down off the ladder, but is holding on to one of the rungs. Level One once again get on the ladder as Beth climbs again. L1 brawling Beth ontop of the ladder going for the briefcase with the paperwork, L1 forearms Beth before setting her up for the Level Advance off the ladder, jumping off the ladder Beth counters the move into the Unprettier off the ladder!!!!!!)

Khan: No way!!!!!!!!

Madden: It is over no one will get up after that one.

( Hades is to his feet and surveys the scene and the damage done to the other two opponents. Hades gets two chairs and set them up face to face near the ladder. Hades puts a third chair lying across them. Hades picks up Level One as Beth starts to make her way up the ladder. Hades sets up for a powerbomb onto Level One, but Level One goes low. Hades is bent over and Beth has the case. Level One steps off the back of Hades and leaps onto the ladder. Level One grabs Beth and brings her down onto the three chairs set near the ladder with a powerbomb!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: Oh my

Madden: Beth is not moving at all. Is she ok.

Khan: Hope so. Beth is a fighter, but damn that was just fucking crazy.

(Level One is on wobbly legs and so is Hades. Beth is not moving at all. Level One and Hades look at one another before with get a brawl. The two men are rolling around on the mat slugging it out. Level One gets the advantage and sets up for The Level Advance, but Hades kicks off the ladder and tornado DDT's Level One to the mat! Hades picks up Level One for The Closed CAsket, but Level One reverses and sends Hades into a turnbuckle. Beth is somehow to her feet and hits a reverse frankensteiner on Level One. Beth takes a ladder and lies it on a corner where Hades is on the turnbuckle pinning down Hades. Beth is climbing the ladder, but Hades is free. Hades rushes up the opposite side of the ladder and nails Beth. Hades sets her up and Closed Casket off the ladder!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: Ok I was wrong.

Madden: Oh

Khan: Now Beth is dead.

(Hades gets both ladders set up under the case climbing each of them for better balance, but Level One is to his feet. Level One is on the opposite side. Hade rears back for Level One who blocks and sets up Hades. Darkness Shine off the ladder and Hades lands on top of Beth!!!!!!!!!)

Madden: You were wrong. Now she is dead.

Khan:L Ok you are right.

(Level One grabs the case and pulls it off!!!!!!!!!)

Winner:

( After the match Level-One holds the brief case stumbling around the ring, before falling back first against the turn-buckle of exhaustion. Beth Harte & Victor Hades both roll out the ring, reeling from the effects of the high risk match. Level-One shakes off his pain, before signaling for a microphone. He’s handed one, as he takes deep breaths before continuing on)

Rumble In The Bronx…30 superstars enter, and only one of them is going to walk out the winner, right? I mean, that’s how Mac is selling this match—and that’s exactly why you people are going to buy it! But you see it’s more than that. This is more than just a battle against 29 other superstars for me.

In this very same match, I made my EWC Pay-Per-View debut. I entered the rumble with the hopes of winning it, and going on to fight for a title. That however, was simply not the case. I was thrown over the top-rope by Sean Ferguson.

(The fans begin to chant ‘’you suck’’ as well as laugh, at Level-One opening up old wounds from last year)

I however—exacted my revenge on Ferguson. I took him out—for good! And now? A year later? I will NOT be treated with the same fate of last year. I will not be thrown over those ropes, and I’ve got this brief case to ensure that.

This time however—it’s more than just winning the match. This is me exacting revenge. You see just like I was thrown over the ropes to suffer the taste of defeat—I now plan to throw 29 other superstars over the top rope—I don’t care how many. I’m like a crazed gun man, killing anyone the bullet will allow. Rampage, Brawl—even HCW. You enter this ring next Sunday—and you leave with-out your dreams, right over the fucking top rope!

(The fans boo, Level-One who spits into the crowd in return. Level-One points to the top of the ladder, brief case in hand before climbing all the way up to the top. Level-One stares down at the crowd below, as he sits on the top rung of the ladder)

I don’t care how many men or women I throw over the top rope—as long as I get one. One man unparticular. One man who lacks honor, and respect for his business—by issuing retirement notices whenever the wind doesn’t blow his way.

Shadow Man, I’m going to toss you over the ropes. By god if I don’t win this numbers game—then at least I want to know, I destroyed yours. Shadow Man, when do you plan to enter?

Shadow Man, nobody knows yet. Which is the beauty of this whole situation. Shadow Man—I want to toss you over the ropes. I need to toss you over the ropes. You greedy—pig. I will NOT allow you to win this rumble for the sole purpose of adding an extra accomplishment to your resume. That’s why your in this. Trying to keep the spot light on yourself, you can’t stand not having it shine on you.

Shadow Man—I don’t have to win, I just want to see you lose. I want to be the reason, for your loss! Shadow Man, enter at the start. Shadow, enter in the middle. Shadow Man rob Amy Rosen, and enter DEAD last. It doesn’t matter—because I’m going to be waiting for your arrival. To ensure your not eliminated before I get there…

(Level-One raises the brief case in the air, to the boo of the fans)

…I enter FIRST!

Khan: What? Did you just say he’s entering first?

Madden: You weren’t expecting him to do that, well neither was I. Level-One is not known, for taking the harder way out.

Level-One: Shadow Man…One by One, all 30—I shall over come!

(Chupa and Link run in from the crowd. Link is getting double teamed by the two men when the lights go out. The come back on and a man in a mask is standing behind Level One. Chupa and Link leave the ring. The masked man nails Level One! Sets him up and Burning Hammer!!!!!! Chupa and Link get back in shaking hands win the man. The man removes the mask and it is








SHADOW MAN!

Shadow motions for a mic.)
The fans are going crazy at the site of Shadow Man alive and well. Shadow has a really crazed look in his eyes and he grins while picking up a mic

SM: "I sure as hell hate being cut off, lets hope the Staff has paid the electric bill via online billing or credit card"

The fans laugh, yet still confused at seeing Shadow Man standing and seemingly helping Link and Chupa

SM: "...as I was saying. I am retiring from...."

Shadow pauses and looks over at Saint who is standing at the entrance

SM: "I am retiring from taking shit from Michael Saint"

Saint looks stunned and the fans are chanting FUCK YOU at Saint

SM: "Yes, FUCK YOU Michael Saint. I am tired of being under used, being treated like your money train and being put in shit infested matches. From today forward, I am going to call the shots, I am going to pick my matches and I am going to show the whole fucking world that Shadow Man is not going to take it anymore...today...Shadow Man fights back"

Shadow slams the mic down and gives Saint the finger

Chupa: We are on the same page now bitch what are you going to do little brother?

SAINT: Fuck ME! FUCK ME! No you know what Shadow Man FUCK YOU!!!!! Now not only do you have a tag ladder match at Rumble in the Bronx you are in the match and I am going to ensure you bastards do not win that match. I am going to make sure Shadow is not around when the last few are there. Level One is one true. Shadow Man you are going to enter at number two. I am going to force you to start a match with one man who wants you the most.

(Saint stares down the three men standing in the ring as we fade on the scene.)