All or Nothing: Zander Young vs. Frankie Smith - No DQ Match

[Phoenix]

A top TV rivalry must be settled on PPV, and with no rules, as these two men look to proclaim true dominance with no disqualifications to hold them back. Vance Bateman has also announced on Ascension that the winner of this match will be granted a shot at the Elite X Championship.

This thread is to be used by those in this match only.

Deadline is Monday 21st September July 2009 at 23:59EST

 

[The Hiphopapotamus]

Frankie smith is walking by himself with a phone in one hand, and a cigarette in the other. His phone rings and he answers it.

Frankie: Yeah, talk to me.

Frankie: I'm on my way to the concert. Why?

Frankie: Can I not have a little fun? I've been training all week. I'm ready for Zander. Don't worry.

Frankie: I know that's what I said before, but now it's my type of game. No DQ baby.

Frankie: Yess sir, I won't call you that again. Now I'm at the concert, I'll train tomorrow, if I'm sober.

Frankie hangs up and mumbles "cunt" under his breath. He drops his cigarrette and puts it out as he approaches the door to the concert theatre, where the bouncer checks him for his ticket.
The bouncer motions him to go in. As he walks in, he joins up with his friend.

Frankie: All right Anto, time to get some birds.

He walks around the floor, as the crowds only starting to fill and a DJ is warming everyone up. He walks by a group of 3 girls.

Anto: No, no, and no.

He laughs, as the disgusted girls walk off, giving him a dirty look. Frankie goes after them.

Frankie: I apologise for my friends behaviour.

What he meant to say was no, no and maybe if I was drunk.

One of them slaps him and they storm off, as he laughs.

He joins back up with Anto.

Anto: So Frank, are you ready for Zander at All or Nothing.

Frankie: You know I am, I'm gonna make him my bitch. He's gonna be screaming in agony as I smash his skull with anything I can damn find. I'll hit him with his own fist if I have to.

Anto: Sound. But what if you go in too cocky, and come out on the losing side.

Frankie: What are you saying, that I'm not as good. My focus is fixed on not only the satisfaction of handing his ass back to him, but becoming the number one contender to the Elite X title aswell. It's a 2 for 1 special. And I'm taking home all the marbles.

Just as he finishes speaking, the now capacity crowd starts screaming, as Sum 41 come onto the stage.

Deryck Whibley: Hello Dublin, are you ready to rock?

The crowd screams even louder.

Deryck: Alright, lets go. We'll kick off with probably our most famous song, Fat Lip.

The crowd screams even louder.

Frankie: I prefer In too Deep.



The crowd is going wild. A group of guys start moshing and bump into Frankie and Anto, knocking Anto over. The men keep going, and Frankie walks over to them.

Frankie: hey, assholes, what the fuck are you at?

Mosher: Go screw yourself.

They turn around and keep going.

Frankie's pissed off, takes a cigarette out and puts it in his kouth, without lighting it. He taps the guy on the shoulder, and he turns around, disdainfully.

Mosher: Wha?

Frankie lights his cigarette.

Mosher: Roight, that's it!

The man rolls his fist and charges at Frankie, who doesn't move. As the man runs at him, he swings, and Frankie sidesteps. The man turns his head, and frankie takes the cigarette out of his mouth and flicks it into the guys eye. He grasps his eye, and starts screaming in agony.

Frankie: Cheeky cunt.

The guys friends rush to his aid as a huge fight fight breaks out. Frankies laying out rights and lefts as the stewards come to break it up.

Deryck: Wait, is that Frankie Smith. Bring that dude up here.

the stewards usher him up to the stage.

Deryck: Frankie Smith everyone!

The crowd is mixed.

Deryck: So frankie, are you psyched for your match with Zander at All or Nothing? I love ZAnder and Zander TV. He's so funny.

Frankie: You need a sense of humour.

Deryck: Now don't get me wrong, I like you, but you're nothing compared to Zander.

Frankie: I stand corrected, you have quite the sense of humour.

Deryck: Does it pain you to lose to him so many times? It must hurt.

Frankie: Does your stomach hurt?

Deryck: No, wh....

Frankie punches him straight in the stomach.

Frankie: Does it now?

He nods as he falls to the ground, winded.

Frankie: All right guys, In too deep.

Frankie picks up the mic.



Frankie: Zander, at all or Nothing, you're gonna be In too deep, and I'm not gonna give you just a fat lip.

The crowd boos as he begins singing.

 

[Fratelli]

A video package plays on the screen featuring clips of Zander Young in WZCW. Becky Serra’s Voice Is played over the top of the video.

Becky - One man has arrived to change the face of professional wrestling. He has risen above the competition and all expectations. Zander Young brings to you, ZANDER TV.

The screen fades in as we see Zander and Neil in Steve’s office.

Steve is sitting at the desk with Neil and Zander on the other side.
Steve has a few sheets of paper in front of him.

Steve - Well guys, 1st on the agenda, I’ve managed to pull some strings, and I’ve had to do a few favours for people that I’m not proud of, but we’re officially on WZCW.com!

Zander - Wow that’s great Steve!

Steve - And that’s not the only good news. Remember last week when you two were at that wrestling gig?

Zander - Wrestling Match!

Steve - Well whatever you call it, I organised a meet and greet autograph signing. Today! At 3pm.

Zander - What!? Today? Steve, you know I love my fans but I need to work out today, I got a big match this week. The biggest match of my career.

Steve - Don’t worry it wont last too long.

The camera cuts to a huge shopping centre in New York City. Zander is sitting at a table, looking shattered, with Neil filming and Steve standing behind him. At the top of the wall behind him there is a huge fancy clock, covered in animal decorations and the time reads 6pm. Next to the table there is a small, circular stand with a microphone next to it. Above Zander there is a large banner that reads, “Zander Young Autography Singing Today”. Unfortunately Steve wrote the banner….

There is a line of about 100 people. As Zander signs some autographs Steve walks over to the microphone.

Steve - hello ladies and gentlemen thanks for coming out today, Zander’s gonna take a quick break from signing autographs because we’ve got a special surprise interview with everyone’s favourite WZCW interviewee, Stacey Madison.

there is a few wolf whistles from the crowd, Stacey looks pissed.

Stacey struts up to the mic, wearing her big black heels and red dress, from a women’s clothes store where she’s been waiting from. She’s flicks her long, blonde flowing hair behind her shoulder as she confidently walks up towards the mic.

Stacey - Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you, the man facing Frankie Smith at All or Nothing, Zander Young.

Zander stands up and walks to the platform, he looks annoyed at Stacey’s presence.

Zander - What the hell are you doing here Stacey? You don’t like me, and I don’t like you.

Stacey - I’m a professional Zander. I’m here to do my job and if you can’t handle that then I’m sorry.

Zander - Professional? Last time you interviewed me you slapped me!

The crowd watch on bemused at the situation.

Stacey stares him down with devilish eyes as her face goes red in anger. Steve runs and hides behind a pillar.
But she calms herself down and ignores Zander’s last comment.

Stacey - Your plans for this Sunday Zander? What are they?

Zander - To win. He says sarcastically

Stacey moves in closer to Zander, putting her hand over the mic - Please don’t do this to me Zander!

Zander feels some compassion for her - I apologise Stacey. What I mean is that I plan of finishing off Frankie Smith once and for all. I’m tired of that Irish bastard punking me out every other week. He thinks he’s better than me, yet he doesn’t understand that he’s never beaten me, and he never will. I’m not one to jump on my own bandwagon but Frankie Smith gets my blood boiling! I’m the better wrestler, I’m the better entertainer, I’m a better addition to the Elite X title picture and I’m just plain better than him. Frankie Smith has no idea what’s in store for him at All Or Nothing.

He picks up the black briefcase he’s been talking about from under the table.

The contents of this briefcase holds something very significant to you Frankie, remember the most pain you have ever experienced in your life. Well you can just go ahead and forget all about that. This case contains the most diabolical weapon ever seen in WZCW. God damn it Frankie, I just plain hate you! I want to see you squirm, suffer. Your gonna beg for mercy and I ain’t give it! Your gonna scream for me to stop and I wont! Your gonna wish you never met me Frankie.

Zander lifts the mic out off the stand as Stacey takes a few steps back.

I’ve had it up to here with you! This is our final battle, no disqualifications, Nothing can stop me from beating you to the final inch of your pathetic life, I can do anything I want without any legal repercussions. Just the way I like it. Yeah, this is a side of Zander Young we don’t see very often, which I guess was good news for you Frankie. But now at All or Nothing I can release the beast inside of me. You can only piss me off so much Frankie before something inside me snaps.
And how fitting the name of this PPV is All or Noting. Our final encounter will leave me see me leaving with everything. Whilst you Frankie, you will leave with nothing!

Stacey looks shocked as Zander throws the mic on the floor as he walks away.

Fade to black.