Meltdown 81

[Viola Moonlight]

Mason Westhoff and Derek Jacobs walk into the building.

Jacobs: "We have a true challenge of our faith lying ahead of us Brother Jacobs."

Westhoff: "Those heathens continue to disgust me."

Jacobs: "Indeed, I trust that our fight against Saboteur and Saxton is right and true. I cannot say I trust Drake Callahan and Steven Holmes to leave us outnumbered."

Westhoff: "Keep the faith my brother. Don't forget that we have to meet with our inspiration tonight. That will give us strength to fight no matter the opposition."

Jacobs: "It's a pleasure to fight alongside someone so confident in their faith as you are Brother Westhoff."

Westhoff: "The pleasure is mine Brother Jacobs. Now let's find somewhere quiet to pray and prepare."

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Copeland: “Hello and welcome everyone to Meltdown 81! I’m Sebastian Copeland alongside as always Jack Cohen we’ve got a great show lined up tonight.”

Cohen: “We are one step closer to Unscripted, the most unpredictable pay per view in WZCW.”

Copeland: “The WZCW champion Showtime is in action tonight teaming up with Titus and the tag champions Saxton and Saboteur against Drake Callahan, Steven Holmes, and the New Church.”

Cohen: “The Grand Mystique takes on the KFAD briefcase holder Constantine, and Steamboat Ricky takes on Chris K.O.”

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The crowd cheers as the WZCW tag team champions make their way down to the ring. Saboteur high fives a few of the fans while Saxton poses in the ring; they grab microphones and stand in the ring as the crowd continues to cheer.

Saboteur: “We’ve got something planned tonight that you people wouldn’t believe; when we face the New Church later tonight, they’ll know that we won’t be intimidated by them.”

Saxton: “Those fools think they’re playin’ us? Please sucka, both of you are novices. Drake Callahan and Steven Holmes, those jive fools. They’ll just be goin’ along for the ride!”

Saboteur: “Once we’ve finished with our business with the New Church – and trust me it won’t take long – it’s on to Unscripted. Who can stop us? There isn’t a team around that can match us-“

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Saboteur stops and looks to the front of the arena as Strikeforce make their way down to the ring slowly. Strikeforce remain on the ramp however as they wish to keep their distance from the tag champions.

Howard: “Mikey and I are back to full strength Sabbie, and we feel that we have earned another shot at reclaiming our championships and we feel that we should have that opportunity at Unscripted.”

The crowd pops for this gesture, wanting to see these two teams face each other once more.

Howard: "You guys haven't got any challengers yet and we aren't booked neither so it works out for the both of us"

Stormrage: "And since this PPV is supposed to be fan-voted... judging by that reception, I think that's exactly what everyone else wants to see."

The crowd cheers loudly for this request. Suddenly, the members of the New Church – Mason Westhoff and Derek Jacobs - appear on the stage with chairs.

Copeland: "C'mon! Not this again..."

They run down to the ring as Strikeforce turn around and look to fight back but the New Church are just too quick, ambushing them with double chair shots.Mason & Derek eye off the tag team champions who are begging for the New Church to enter their ring. They oblige and enter the ring where Saboteur and Saxton start to fight back. The champs managed to hold them off, knocking both men down as Saxton hits Jacobs with a kung fu kick whilst Saboteur nails Westhoff with a headbutt then a pele kick from out of nowhere. The tag champs look to finish off the New Church with vengeance, but Steamboat Ricky suddenly sprints down to the ring and pulls them both to safety. The crowd boos heavily as Ricky gets the New Church to relative safety and all three retreat up the ramp. Saxton and Saboteur go to the outside and help Strikeforce to their feet, having a stare-down between the seven men.

Copeland: "What is the New Church's problem?"

Cohen: "Did you not hear the conversation? Strikeforce was about to propose a compelling argument as to why they should face the champs and the New Church came out with a rebuttal."

Copeland: "Sneak attacks aren't usually known to be a persuasive form of rebuttal."

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Copeland: "Uh oh..."

The New Church and Ricky turn around and see Dave come out to a cheering audience wearing his professional attire. He has a microphone in hand and he raises it up to his mouth.

Dave: "I'm always happy to feature new talent surviving and thriving in WZCW but have constant ambushes every show just isn't going to cut it guys. Sure, you've gained notoriety and the New Church trends worldwide on Twitter every week which would normally accumulate into a title opportunity. but the way you've done so isn't something that should be rewarded. So, since Strikeforce brought up a good point I'm going to stick with that. At Unscripted, Saboteur & Action Saxton will defend their championships against Strikeforce!"

The crowd cheers heavily at the announcement with Strikeforce exciting about this the most. The New Church aren't pleased but Ricky keeps them calm.

Dave: "In tribute to the Unscripted theme, we need the fans to decide on something in particular about this match... maybe the type of match that these guys will be competing in? Let's see... how about for our first option we have a... Tornado Tag... no Disqualification... elimination match?"

The crowd cheers as Saboteur jumps up and down in the ring with his hand up.

Saboteur: "Ooo.. Ooo... I know one. Can I add one? Um... how about a..."

Saxton: "Country Whipping match, sucka."

Saboteur: "Hey... actually, wait... that's not bad. I was going to go for a Fencing match but I like the idea of a Country Whipping match."

The crowd agrees with that notion as well, cheering for the option. Dave nods.

Dave: "Consider that the second option. Strikeforce, since you have yet to make a say, how about one from you guys?"

Howard and Stormrage look at each other, discussing things for a moment before James takes a microphone.

Howard: "An 'I Quit' Tag Team match?"

The crowd seems a little confused at the concept as well as everyone else but Dave likes the idea.

Dave: "Alright, that's our third option. Now since that's settled, New Church: get the hell out of my sight."

The crowd cheers as New Church are absolutely livid with what has happened and almost get in Dave's face but Ricky tells them to go to the back and he heads out with them.

Dave: "Whoa Ricky, you aren't going anywhere. Your match against Chris K.O is up next."

New Church flip out as they walk backstage with Strikeforce and Saboteur/Saxton in the ring staring down each other as Ricky heads down to the ring.

Cohen: "How can Dave do that to the New Church? He ripped them off!"

Copeland: "Our opening contest is next!"

 

[Viola Moonlight]

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Steamboat Ricky is already standing in the ring as we return from commercial break, ready to face his opponent tonight. There are some die-hard fans in the arena chanting his name but he gives them a scolding look.

The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing from the Crossroads of America, Steamboat Ricky!!!

Copeland: “These two have real history but Ricky refuses to acknowledge it!”

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And his opponent from Oklahoma City, Chris KO!

Cohen: “And you can tell Chris feels like that is a lack of respect from the legend. This rookie is arrogant!”

Copeland: “The scary thing about Ricky is that his intentions aren’t clear. After what happened last week and just before, what’s his role with the New Church? I think Chris has got every right to be concerned. He’s just got rid of Chaos. He doesn’t want that to start over again.”

The ref signals for the bell and the two circle each other in the centre of the ring. Chris tries to get a quick strike in but Ricky catches him off balance before sending him into the ropes. Chris comes back and ducks a clothesline and as he come back off the ropes, Chris telegraphs a back body drop and he drops down with an elbow to the back of the head. Chris drops to the mat and applies a side headlock.

Copeland: “Chris wrestles in a style wise beyond his years but Ricky is so unorthodox by comparison.”

Cohen: “If Chris can’t adapt then how is the White Knight going to fight the darkness that he is trying to destroy.”

Ricky fights back to his knees but Chris tightens the hold. Ricky connects with a multitude of desperate strikes to the midsection, forcing Chris to break the hold. Chris straightens up and immediately hits a dropkick, sending Ricky into the corner. Ricky bails from the ring and tries to gather his bearings, but K.O. rolls out of the ring and follows him around the corner. The ref begins to use the ten count but as he does, Ricky rolls into the ring, Chris follows and Ricky pounces

Cohen: “That’s Wrestling Bad Guy 101 and The White Knight fell for it!”

Copeland: “That can’t feel good to be suckered in like that.”

He connects with knee strikes to the face, crumpling the popular rookie who backs off into the corner. Ricky scrapes the foot of his boot across Chris’s face before pulling him up and trying to hit a piledriver. Chris is able to backdrop Ricky but the veteran lands on the outside of the ring. Ricky climbs to the top rope but he jumps off and lands in a picture perfect European uppercut, sending Ricky crashing to the mat. Cover by Chris, 1....2..... Ricky kicks out.

Copeland: “Spectacular counter and what a kick out!”

Cohen: “Bad landing for Ricky! But he’s a hardcore legend! He can turn this around”

Chris picks Ricky up and whips him across but gets countered and Ricky connects with a diving clothesline off the rebound, sending the young man to the ground. Ricky follows up with a headbutt, connecting square in the face with the rookie. He hooks the leg, 1....2.....K.O. kicks out. Ricky stomps away on K.O. a couple times before lifting him up and immediately sending him over with a belly to belly suplex. K.O. crashes spine first on the mat and Ricky poses for the crowd as they boo loudly. He walks over to K.O. and tries to pull him up but K.O. holds onto the bottom rope. Ricky tries to pull him away once more but K.O. with a smart kick, connecting directly on Ricky's chest. Another kick to the knee drops him down to one knee. Chris gets up using the ropes and connects with a hard right, knocking his veteran opponent down. Ricky rolls over and gets to his feet slowly, only to be met with a quick scoop slam.

Cohen: “This is a brutal encounter! Neither man is giving an inch!”

Copeland: “Chris wants hit a big move to end this!”

K.O. looks down at Ricky for a moment before going out to the apron and climbing up to the top turnbuckle. He beckons Ricky to get up and goes for a spinning heel kick but Ricky is able to move out of the way at the last moment. K.O. crashes to the mat!. Ricky stalks him and he hits a boot to the midsection as Ricky goes for the Blunderbuss! K.O. hits an elbow smash to the face and as Ricky recoils, he counters with a German suplex! He bridges the move, going for the pin, 1......2......Ricky kicks out!

Cohen: “Ricky has been with all of Chris’s signature moves and he’s still going! What a hero he is but these people don’t see it!”

Copeland: “Chris has got one more move up his sleeve and he’s looking to unsheathe the Sword!”

Chris backs off to a corner and removes his white sleeve. The crowd pop as he throws it out of the ring. He crouches, poised as Ricky is stumbling around. Chris charges forward but Ricky dodges and sends Chris head first into the turnbuckle, that lets Ricky set Chris up for The Deck Swabber. Chris is dropped on his face by the veteran! Ricky covers him, 1....2.....3!! Ricky gets the win!

Your winner by pinfall, STEAMBOAT RICKY!

Cohen: “What a brilliantly instinctive move to evade the lariat!!”

Copeland: “He dodged a real bullet when Chris didn’t hit that clothesline. But that has to go down as an upset!”

Cohen: “That goes down as a victory for the greater good! Ricky is a hero and continues to be!”

 

[Viola Moonlight]

We return from commercial to see Chris KO walking backstage where Leon Kensworth catches up with him.

Leon: “Chris you must be gutted that you were defeated by Steamboat Ricky -”

Chris: “Leon I appreciate the sentiment but I don’t need to be told how I feel. I’ve let myself down and I’ve let down those fans who believe in The White Knight and what I stand for.”

Leon: “What does this mean for you? Do you have any plans for Unscripted?”

Chris: “Well I had hoped to announce this on the back of a victory but that doesn’t change my plans. Here and now I am announcing that we are having an open challenge. We have several superstars who think they are in WZCW’s upper echelon and I want to face the man who is the very best.”

Chris looks earnestly at Leon and then the camera.

Chris: “Now if you’ll excuse me Leon, I’m going to have to up his preparations to get ready for this challenge.”

Chris walks away, clearly upset but still determined.

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We transition to the Mayhem legend Alex Bowen in the ring with a mic.

Bowen: “I’ve been stalked by a creature who believes he is capable of steering his destiny and he has sent me to the hospital and put me in more pain than I care to admit. I need to give that man, the Grand Mystique, a message in the only way he will understand so I am challenging him to a match where we determine who the better man is. I am sick of him interfering and I .”

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Copeland: "I dont think Alex expected this man to be in front of him."

Bowen’s interrupted but not by the man he suspected, instead his Ascension opponent Barbosa walks out to the top of the ramp.

Barbosa: “Unscripted.....we will BREAK SHIT in a Texas Deathmatch, we will SMASH SHIT in a Barbed Wire match and we will DESTROY SHIT in an Exploding C4 match.”

Bowen: “Uh sure champ. I think I saw SHIT heading towards the popcorn stand by that exit -”

Before Bowen can finish his sentence, Barbosa has charged off in that direction.

Cohen: "Hey where is he going?"

Copeland: "He makes a massive announcement like that with matches that we have never seen in the company before and he goes charging off on a hunch? Bowen just played Barbosa like -"

Cohen: "A tri-poplar insane maniac?"

Bowen smiles and continues.

Bowen: “I’ll see him at Ascension I guess......and if the Grand Mystique thinks he can take me on there, then I’ll run him down without a second thought.”

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With the arena in almost complete darkness, the Grand Mystique enters to address Bowen.

Copeland: "Oh boy, these two have a nasty habit of tearing arenas apart."

Grand Mystique: “You will not see me at Ascension or Unscripted. I have much more significant plans to care of than deal with you peon. It has already been decided that you will face me at Ascension 57 in a Mayhem Rules match!”

Bowen shakes his head violently.

Bowen: “No goddamnit Mystique, I have retired from Mayhem Rules matches. I’ve spent enough of my life getting wrecked in matches like that.”

Grand Mystique: “What part of it’s already been decided do you not understand? This has already been agreed by Vance Bateman.”

Bowen: “Fine. You know what, I’ll be there but don’t expect me to treat it like a Mayhem Rules match.”

Grand Mystique: “Your stupidity is not my concern. You have been forewarned. Now get out of my ring.”

Bowen: “I could kick your ass right here right now.”

He gets out of the ring but is interrupted before he gets up the ramp.

Grand Mystique: “But you are not going to.”

Bowen: ”I’m going to save it for when it won’t get me fined. You see, I’ve been dying to get you in an one on one match since Apocalypse so a few more days won’t hurt me any more than I will hurt you when I get my chance."

Bowen walks up the ramp and past Mystique without looking at his enemy at all. Mystique clicks his fingers and the arena fades to black for a few seconds until it re-illuminates where Bowen stands on the ramp, looking confused as he notices that GM has disappeared.

Copeland: "Any idea why GM is making Bowen wait for their match?"

Cohen: "The mind games continue..."

 

[Viola Moonlight]

Harrys: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following bout is scheduled for one fall!

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Constantine walks out from the back and hoists the King for A Day briefcase up in the air as pyros shoot out from behind him. The crowd, for a the large majority, boos him, but some faint cheers can still be heard for the controversial superstar.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Washington D.C., weighing 265 pounds, he is the King For A Day, Constantine!

Copeland: Constantine has been known in the past for various scandals in his political career, but now he adds to a long list of scandals for his WZCW career. Most recently he struck down his rookie in the mentorship program; leaving many wondering where his alignment lies.

Cohen: Does it really matter where his alignment lies, Seabass? The man doesn’t have to answer to anyone. He is the king!

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We see a shot of Constantine in the ring as the music begins playing. Suddenly, the lights go out. After a few seconds of light theatrics, the lights re-illuminate the arena and we see the mysterious Grand Mystique sitting on a turnbuckle nearby Constantine. They enter a deep stare down.

Harrys: And his opponent, from the deepest, darkest corner of the universe, weighing 364 pounds, The Grand Mystique!

Copeland: Well, Jack. You say that Constantine does not have to answer to anyone, but I think Mystique would disagree. In a world of professional sports where all kind of wrestlers come and go, Mystique is truly a specimen to marvel at!

Cohen: Mystique is definitely impressive, but I don’t know who I would place my bet on in this match. This is a clash of two spectacular heavyweights.

We see the referee in the corner signal at both men and then ring the bell.

Almost instantly, the two men walk up towards each other in the center of the ring. Mystique stands at an impressive 6’6 feet, while Constantine stands at 6’4. The crowd gives a mixed reaction over this encounter as Constantine begins mouthing off first. Mystique continues to stare as Constantine gets face to face with his mystical competitor.

Cohen: Grab the popcorn!

With that tad bit of commentary, Mystique heaves back his arm and springs it forward in a club-like fashion! WHAM! Constantine takes the blow and stumbles back after the devastating blow. Mystique walks towards him and places his palm on Constantine’s forehead in order to deliver another hard right hand. Constantine drops to his knees this time as he crawls over to the nearby ropes and picks himself up. Mystique walks up to him, but Constantine sends an elbow into the gut of Mystique! Mystique curls over as he steps back from the blow. Constantine fully rises to his feet and walks over to Mystique in order to send a stiff forearm, via an European uppercut, into the chest of Mystique. This causes Mystique to stand upright, and puts him in prime position to eat a chop block from Constantine into his chest! The crowd responds with an “oo” to the sound of the smacking of Constantine’s hand on Mystique’s chest.

Copeland: Big chop block by Constantine there to the chest of Mystique!

Constantine quickly follows up with another. Mystique eats it and flails his arms backwards from the blow.

Cohen: Make that two!

Constantine delivers another one! SMACK!

Copeland: Three!

And another!

Cohen: Four!

And one more that sends Mystique stumbling back into the turnbuckle!

Copeland: & Cohen: Five!

Constantine proceeds to follow his prey as he mounts the second ropes of the turnbuckle that Mystique is in. Constantine raises his fist to a mixed reaction from the crowd and then begins hitting punches on the cranium of his masked opponent. This time it is the crowd’s turn to count. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! A perfect set of mounted punches in the turnbuckle receives an impressive pop from the crowd. Constantine lets out a roar of victory, but is completely caught off guard by a pair of arms locking around his midsection. Mystique now has a firm hold on Constantine’s stomach as he picks him up and pulls him out of the turnbuckle! He begins to administer a bearhug!

Copeland: Wow! Mystique just absorbed all of those blows and was still able to pick Constantine up and put him in a bearhug hold!

The referee runs up to coddle Constantine and see if he desires to tap. Mystique squeezes hard and Constantine screams in pain, but Constantine refuses to submit. Mystique continues to apply the pressure. We begin to see Constantine’s arms go limp, but Mystique won’t allow his opponent to slip into a state of unconsciousness. With a cracking a sound, Mystique readjusts his old on Constantine and drops him on his knee for a side back-breaker! Constantine screams in pain as he drops to the ground. Mystique makes the cover, 1....2. Kick Out!

Copeland: Mystique probably could of let Constantine faint there, but I think he desires to inflict as much pain as possible.

Cohen: No pain no gain?

Copeland: Talk about a whole new meaning to the phrase.

Mystique rises to his feet and grabs a head of hair to pick Constantine up with him. He proceeds to hoist Constantine up on his shoulders. With a war-cry he drops Constantine with a Samoan drop! He makes the cover, 1....2..Kick Out! Mystique rises to his feet once again and proceeds to pick Constantine up with him. Mystique grabs his arm and whips him hard into the nearby ropes. Constantine bounces off of them and returns to a stiff clothesline from Mystique, but he ducks! Constantine ducks under the arm and runs to the other ropes. The bounces off of them and is able to catch Mystique with a swinging neckbreaker! Constantine and Mystique both begin to instantly make their way back to their feet after the maneuver, but Constantine is just a little bit faster. He uses the momentum of Mystique standing up to pick Mystique up! The crowd is amazed at Constantine picking up the huge man!

Copeland: Mystique has nearly 100 pounds on Constantine, yet he has picked up the mammoth!

Constantine then lowers his hold, but uses this as a launching method to send Mystique behind him with a fallaway slam! Constantine also falls to the mat as a result of the move, but begins crawling towards the grounded Mystique. He makes the cover, 1...Kick Out!

Cohen: Only one count?!?

Copeland: I don’t believe it!

Constantine is shocked as well that he only got a one count! He rises to his feet and runs his fingers through his hair nervously. He walks up to Mystique and drops a knee on the masked man. Mystique grabs at his head in pain, but removes his hand after eating another knee drop from Constantine. Constantine gets up and drops one more. This time, Mystique rolls away from Constantine and finds himself on the outside apron. Mystique pulls himself up on the outside as Constantine approaches him. He reaches over to grabs Mystique’s head but his not happy to find the surprise that his waiting for him. Mystique lifts his head and begins spewing out blood mist from his mouth! Constantine ducks instantly and the referee behind him gets blinded by the mist. The crowd pops at he spot!

Cohen: The referee is down!

Mystique proceeds to reach over the ropes and pull up Constantine. He proceeds to pull Constantine over the ropes, but Constantine struggles and it sends both of them crashing to the outside mat. They both lay on the mat for a moment, but then both of them begin to stir. With the announcer’s booth as their backdrop, Constantine gets on all fours in a position that is facing away from Mystique. Mystique capitalizes on this and grabs the legs of Constantine. We see a look of nervousness fill Constantine’s face as he feels himself being pulled backwards and into a wheelbarrow suplex! Mystique doesn't bridge the maneuver and Constantine’s back slams hard on the outside mat. Constantine grunts in pain on the ground as Mystique remains on his back as well. However, to much surprise of everyone, Constantine rolls over onto his stomach and begins crawling towards ring officials near the announcer’s booth.

Copeland: Constantine has to literally crawl at this point, as I am sure that wheelbarrow suplex did serious damage to his spine.

Meanwhile, Mystique slowly rises to his feet. The camera pans and we see the referee on the ground in the ring, still trying to rub the sting out of his eyes. Finally, we see Mystique rise to his feet. CRACK! The sound of the KFAD briefcase is heard hitting the skull of Mystique as Constantine sends it crashing into the head of him.

Copeland: What the hell?

Cohen: The referee is down Seabass. Everything is free game now!

Mystique remains standing after the blow. Constantine re-grips the briefcase with both hands and sends it crashing down again on the skull of Mystique. Mystique still remains standing as Constantine shakes his head in disbelief. Constantine holds the briefcase in the air as he prepares to do one more devastating hit. As he brings the metal briefcase down, Mystique lunges a hard right hand and punches the briefcase into Constantine’s face. This sends Constantine stumbling backwards and causes him to drop the briefcase. Constantine finds himself draped on a barricade as we see Mystique shake the cobwebs out. He begins to walk towards Constantine, but he has to stop for a moment. He shakes his head again, and then begins charging at Constantine. It appears that Constantine was playing possum as he turns around and picks Mystique up for the Axis of Evil! Constantine twists the spinebuster and sends Mystique over the barricade and into the crowd! Several audience members have to dodge in order to avoid the move! The crowd pops huge at the spot. At the same time, a referee runs down the entrance ramp and slides into the ring. Constantine notices this and puts himself back into the ring. We see an exchanging of words occur between the two as the referee tries to make sense over what happened to the other referee and Mystique. After some small talk, the new referee begins counting out Mystique.

Copeland: I don’t believe it. Constantine was able to convince the new referee to count Mystique out. Is it really going to end this way?

Cohen: This is brilliant!

Constantine slouches in a nearby turnbuckle as the referee makes it to five. The crowd counts with him. The camera shows a shot of Mystique on the outside and he is still down. The referee counts six!

Copeland: This is really going to happen.

Eight!

Nine!

Ten!

Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by count-out, Constantine!

The crowd is mixed on this announcement as Constantine rolls out of the ring and grabs his briefcase. We see him point at it as he makes his way up the entrance ramp.

Copeland: There were dirty tactics all around in this match, but it took several shots from a metal briefcase and the Axis of Evil on concrete to keep Mystique down for a count-out. This is what Alex Bowen faces in a Mayhem Rules match after Unscripted!

Cohen: Yes, but he did it! If the rumors are true on WZCW.com, Constantine has all the momentum he needs! I can’t wait!

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Isabel Stone is getting prepared for her upcoming match however, there is an absence of her mentor, Steven Kurtesy. Becky Serra enters the room ready to ask some questions but....

If you came in here for an interview then I suggest you leave. I'm not here to chat.

Becky stays silent for second as she switches gears.

Since that's the case, I'll just relay a message. Kurtesy has been trying to contact you and he wishes for you to attend Ascension as he has something important he needs to say.

Becky smiles and leaves the room, allowing Isabel to get back to her preparation.

 

[Viola Moonlight]

Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, our moderator for the Mayhem Championship Debate, Mr. Leon Kensworth!

Leon makes his way out to the ring, where three podiums have been placed atop a red carpet. Leon receives a pleasant reaction from the fans, though they're eagerly anticipating seeing their favorite Mayhem stars. Leon takes his place in the ring and readies his microphone in preparation for the debaters.

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Harrys: Please welcome our first debater, Connor Reese!

Reese makes his way out to the ring dressed excellently in an expensive suit, with a winning smile on his face as he strides down to the ring confidently. He gives a little politician's wave as the crowd boos him as he carefully enters the ring, careful not to mess up his immaculate suit. He takes his place at the rightmost podium, and turns to await his fellow debaters.

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Harrys: Please welcome our next debater, Ricky Runn!

Runn is wearing only his WZCW T-shirt and jeans, along with a pair of aviator sunglasses. His smile is much more genuine as the crowd overwhelmingly cheers in favor of him. He eats up the attention before leaping into the ring and taking the left podium, giving a little half bow to Reese, mocking him. Reese studiously ignores him.

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Harrys: And introducing our final debater, he is the WZCW Mayhem Champion, Vega!

The crowd also boos Vega as he makes his way to the ring. While he is dressed well and professionally, he only ignores the crowd as he makes his way down. He takes the center podium stoically, ignoring everything around him, it seems.

Kensworth: Alright, ladies and gentlemen, we have all the competitors here at last and it is now time for them all to debate the relative merits of their chosen stipulation that YOU all will vote on for the Mayhem Championship Triple Threat at Unscripted!

The crowd cheers for that, while Vega, almost imperceptibly, shifts the title belt on his shoulder.

Kensworth: By a random draw, our first presenter will be Connor Reese! Mr. Reese, you will have two minutes, starting...now.

Reese clears his throat and puts on a winning smile as he bends into the microphone slightly.

Reese: Thank you, Leon, and thank you, WZCW, for this great opportunity for all of us to participate in the democratic process. But most of all, thank you to the fans! You're all great!

His grin grows even wider as the crowd lets him hear it for his blatant brown-nosing. Reese, to his credit, appears not to notice.

Reese: Now, my vision for the Mayhem Championship is for it to be a respected title. And for it to be respected, it needs to be held by men who command respect - not street thrugs, and certainly not glorified gymnasts. And so, to ensure that the title goes to the right man at the end of the day, it's only reasonable we make sure that the title is decided in a respectable fashion. Mayhem matches can end in many ways - perhaps by being hit over the head with a garbage can, for example. But is that respectable? No, I don't think so. We all know the most respectable way to win a match is to make your opponent submit. So I'm proposing a Submissions Only three way match - elimination style, just to ensure that on one can complain about the result at the end. I think this will guarantee the best man wins.

The crowd seems nonplussed at Reese's suggestion, and excited to move on to Runn's suggestion.

Kensworth: Thank you, Mr. Reese. And now, Mr. Runn? You will have two minutes.

Ricky Runn's grin grows even wider as he addresses the crowd.

Runn: Hello, New...uh...Bos...wait...hello....WZCW! Wherever we are! Yeah!

The crowd pops for the ambiguous reference to their presently ambiguous location.

Runn: Now, listen. This jive that that boring stick up his asphalt - hey, what can I say, we're working PG - jabroni over there wouldn't know a good match if it came up and bit him. Submissions-eliminations-whatever? Welcome to Snoresville, USA, Population: Nobody, if you people do the right thing and vote for something that doesn't completely suck. Like Falls Count Anyhwere! Imagine us, flying off of everything in the arena, crashing into whatever happens to be below us! Limbs flying, bones breaking, bodies being eviscerated, all for the glory of the show! Yeah! Vote for Ricky! Change we can believe in!

The crowd eats it up from Ricky Runn and he takes it all in with a beam and some generous waves to the crowd.

Kensworth: Gentlemen, I will ask you all to be somewhat more professional in your responses...ahem...now, Mr. Vega -

Reese: Do you know what, Kensworth, I don't really want to hear about what Mr. Vega has to say, because frankly, after that atrocious presentation by the monkey man, I think I'm quite through here. It's obvious that this thug and criminal will only be capable of similarly simian responses, so we might as well declare me the winner and get on with it.

Kensworth opens his mouth to object, but Vega turns on Leon and shoves Connor. Reese flicks dust off his suit before pouncing on Vega in turn, the violent motion turning over both their podiums and sending Leon and Runn leaping out of the way. Reese lays into Vega with punches from above, and Runn tries to interject by ripping Reese off of Vega. On the way up, however, Reese uppercuts Runn, stunning him for a couple of seconds. Reese goes to finish off Runn but he strikes back with some blows of his own. The crowd cheers on the fight as these two men are attacking each other with the two eventually falling to the outside thanks to a tackle by Runn. The two continue the assault on the outside that heads up the ramp but something else has attracted some attention.... it's Alex Bowen! He came in through the crowd, and is now tending to the freshly attacked Mayhem champ who is just recovering.

Copeland: What is Bowen doing here?

Bowen looks around the ring; it's a wasteland, everything is broken and Bowen clears the ring a bit, as he is looking for something. The Mayhem title is sitting behind one of the overturned podiums, Bowen spots it, and reaches down to pick it up. The crowd is silent, as the former champ looks at his old belt. He walks to the ropes, putting his arm over, as to ask for a mic. A man in a WZCW polo runs up, handing him what he want. Slowly, Bowen makes his way to the fallen Vega, who is now moving, a groan here and a groan there. Bowen takes one last look at the title, and puts it out on the ground in front of Vega's face.

Bowen: So this is what we do now?

Bowen extends a hand to the fallen competitor, it gets a small pop from the crowd. Vega reaches up, still dazed, But Bowen helps him to his feet. Jello legs seem to be the order, as Vega looks up to Bowen, confused. Vega leans over to pic up his title that Bowen laid out earlier, but Bowen switches the mic around and pops him in the back of the head! Vega goes down, and Bowen drops the mic.

Copeland: What is this all about? Who does Bowen think he is?

Walking around to Vega's Legs, Bowen picks one up, and steps inside the gap, Twisting it over he locks it behind his leg Bowen leans forward and grabs Vega's arms, holding him up. Vega shakes his head, as Bowen is stretching him out. Begging him to let go of the hold, Bowen obliges his request, putting a foot behind his head. Bowen viciously stomps down, and Vega's head smacks off the mat. The man is limp, and Bowen couldn't be happier.

Copeland: Oh my god! What did he just do...

Cohen: Bowen just pulled out the trump card here by stomping Vega's head into the canvas.

Copeland: That's just wrong, anyway you slice it. This doesn't involve him!

Cohen: I think it's more about sending a message rather than getting involved.

Copeland: Reese and Ricky Runn have their picks for their match at Unscripted, but with this attack. What is Vega's pick!? Will we find out...

Cohen: When he wakes up.

Bowen stretches out his arms as he stands tall over Vega with the crowd booing relentlessly... until they see Ricky Runn bolting down the ramp, chasing Bowen down. Alex leaves the ring and jumps the crowd, shaking his head. Runn doesn't know whether to check on Vega considering he is one of his opponents at Unscripted.

 

[Viola Moonlight]

Harrys: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

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The lights go down briefly before multicolor lights start to flash through the arena. The lights flash in unison with the bass as Jimmy Flynn emerges and is all smiles. He knees briefly at the top of the ramp, before slapping hands with some fans. He slides into the ring and spins, arm outstretched soaking in the fans approval.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Eastport, Maine, weighing in at 200lbs, "The Devil's Dancer" Jimmy Flynn!

Copeland: Young Jimmy Flynn, off to a fairly good start here in WZCW, looking to pick up a victory tonight to keep up his momentum.

Cohen: Clean cut, by the book, follows the rules. I'm not convinced he has what it takes. Let this man marry your daughter, but don't let him in the ring.

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Harrys: His opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 152lbs, Isabel Stone!

Stone emerges from backstage, hand on her hips. The reaction is mostly negative, but some small pockets of the crowd cheer when Steven Kurtesy comes out to offer his mentee a few last minute words of encouragement.

Copeland: Stone slides into the ring, she looks ready. The impact Kurtesy has had on her is definitely evident.

Cohen: This girl has potential, no doubt about it. She needs to ditch Kurtesy though. The only thing he can help her with at this point in his career is offering therapy when his bad advice costs her this match

The bell rings and the two combatants circle, looking for an opening. Flynn lunges forward a few times to try to tie Stone up, but each time she uses her speed to deny him. Eventually Flynn cuts the ring in half and backs Stone into a corner. He powers through a few weak strikes and takes his opponent down. Before he is able to lock onto any sort of hold, Stone grabs the ropes and the ref separates them. As Flynn turns to walk away Stone leaps onto his back and locks in a sleeper hold.

Copeland: Not the most sporting of tactics there. Attacking an opponent when his back is turned.

Cohen: Fair play in my book Seabass. She saw an opening and jumped on it, no pun intended.

Flynn struggles with Stone on his back for a few seconds, before he is able to grab hold of her and flip her over his back and onto the ground. He takes a moment to rub his neck, allowing Stone to get back to her feet. Stone charges, looking for a clothesline. Flynn ducks under and grabs her around the waist, and transitions flawlessly into a belly to back suplex. He quickly covers, 1...but Stone kicks out with ease. Flynn is able to grab an arm and after a short struggle is able to secure a wrist lock. Stone's face displays the pain she is in as she drops to one knee. Flynn wrenches on the arm, Stone doing her best to fight back. Stone tries in vain to punch at Flynn with her free arm, before she finally rolls forward, breaking the hold. As Flynn approaches Stone uses her good arm to hit a quick punch to the gut. It throws Flynn off balance enough for her to regroup on her feet and go on the attack. She lands multiple kicks to the midsection, before bouncing off the ropes and hitting a headbutt to the midsection. Flynn goes down and Stone jumps into a pin, 1...2...and Flynn kicks out.

Copeland:Quick turn around for Stone. She is in control now.

Stone kicks Flynn back down as he tries to stand back up. She runs and springs off the ropes, splashing down on Flynn. Again she looks for the pin, 1...2...and a kick out. She slaps the mat as she glances at the ref, unhappy with his count. She stands and waits for Flynn to get back to his feet. She wipes her bangs from her face as she sizes him up. As he staggers to his feet, stumbling to the corner, Stone charges, looking for a spear. At the last second Flynn sidesteps and throws Stone into the turnbuckle, her bad arm taking the brunt of the blow. As she stumbles out he grabs her and hits a Russian leg sweep. He takes a moment to collect himself before he approaches Stone. When he gets within range, Stone kicks him directly in the groin, but the ref's view was obstructed by Flynn, so she gets away with it. As Flynn is doubled over Stone slaps him, putting him down. She ascends to the top rope, ready to hit Crash Course.

Copeland: No, not like this. Stone is going to steal a win by cheating.

Cohen:Its only cheating if you get caught. I say good for her.

Stone leaps, looking for her finishing headbutt, but at the last second Flynn manages to roll out of the way. Stone lands hard, and Flynn sees his opening and wraps his legs around Stone's bad arm, transiting into an arm wrenching omoplata. Stone screams out in pain, trying to crawl to the ropes. She is inches away and makes a desperate lunge to the bottom rope. Her hand falls just short, falling to the mat. Unable to take any more pain she slaps the mat again, officially tapping out.

Harrys: Here is your winner by submission, Jimmy Flynn!

Flynn releases the hold as soon as Stone taps and jump to his feet, arms raised in victory. He rolls out of the ring, bumping fists with a few fans on his way up the ramp.

Copeland: Stone put up a fight before trying to steal one. In the end though she crashed and burned, allowing Flynn to lock up the win. Good showing for the two rookies.

Cohen: Luck. Stone had it wrapped up, and Flynn just happened to move out of the way. Kudos on his win, but expect Stone to be back as she challenges for a victory in the mentor program.

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We see Alex Bowen walking at a fast pace to leave the building.

They want me to do go back to Mayhem? Then I'll give them Mayhem.

Bowen rips apart a metal shelf sitting on the wall, spilling various items across the floor blocking the path of the cameraman as Alex leaves the arena.

 

[Viola Moonlight]

Harrys: This tag team match is scheduled for one fall!

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Gent has a white walking cane he twirls along to the ring, as well as a black top hat and black cape with red on the inside he wars to the ring. Once he reaches the ring, he hands the referee his Cane, his top hat, his cape and his mask, then patiently waits in the corner until the mach starts.

Harrys: Introducing first weighing 175 pounds, The Masked Gentleman!

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The Beard storms out and spins around with his arms out to both sides. The big man slaps at his hairy chest and cracks his neck as he looks to bring the pain. He rotates his shoulders as he gets to the stairs and pauses. The Beard slams on the stairs as they echo throughout the arena as he charges up. The Beard stops on the apron and smiles to the crowd as he leaps over the top rope. The Beard heads right to the ropes as he strokes his beard to the crowd’s liking before jumping down and pulling down on the ropes before the match begins.

Harrys: And his partner weighing 285 pounds, The Beard!

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Howard and Stormrage walk onto the ramp, as Howard makes his way to the ring stretching and psyching himself up, Stormrage runs down one side of the ramp and up the other high-fiving fans and shadow boxing as he runs. Howard slides into the ring and runs to the far turnbuckle with one armraised in the air as Stormrage ascends to the middle of the near turnbuckle signalling “Game Over”

Harrys: And their opponents weighing in at a combined weight of 538 pounds, Strikeforce!

Copeland: You’ve got to believe that whoever wins this match will have some serious momentum in the tag team division later on in the future.

Cohen: Strikeforce are the veterans in this division; Gent and Beard either make a name for themselves here or they should just go home.

The match begins with Howard and Gent circling each other; both competitors looking strong in the eyes of the fans. They lock up with a test of strength and Howard uses his amateur background to take Gent down to the canvas. He applies an armbar, but Gent reverses and rolls free. He hits a throat thrust followed by a couple of knife edged chops. Gent tries to whip Howard into the ropes, but he reverses and tries for a knockdown. Gent dodges and hits a leg lariat. He stands and hits springboard round house kick. He goes for an early cover…

1…

But Howard gets the shoulder up. He hits a couple of Mauy Thai knee strikes and then hits a short arm clothesline. He mounts him and hits a few more strikes; Howard applies another armbar, but Gent gets himself free once more. Howard grabs him and hits a bridging German suplex into a cover of his own. The referee counts…

1…

But Gent gets his shoulder up. Howard picks him up and goes to his corner and tags in Mikey Stormrage. The big man grabs Gent and begins pounding away in the corner as the smaller man goes down hard. Stormrage hits a hard avalanche in the corner and follows up with a belly to belly suplex which launches Gent across the ring. Instead of going on offense he tags Howard back into the match. Gent gets to his knees but Howard starts to kick him in the chest repeatedly with stiff strikes following up with one to the head. Gent goes down and Howard locks in a butterfly lock. Gent starts to struggle and eventually makes it to the bottom rope. Howard stands and tags Mikey back into the match.

Copeland: Good strategy by the former tag team champions by isolating Masked Gentleman.

Cohen: Because the guy’s small and weak; get Mikey in there and he’ll tear that small fry to pieces.

The big man starts to hammer away on Gent and hits a scoop slam. He whips the smaller man into the ropes but Gent ducks and hits a drop kick which staggers the big man. Mikey charges forward but Gent ducks and hits a snap DDT; both competitors are down as the referee begins to count. Beard wills his partner on as Howard does the same thing. Gent gets to his feet first and gets the hot tag to Beard as Mikey tags in Howard. Beard charges forward and hits a clothesline and then another. He picks Howard up and hits a sidewalk slam and goes for the cover...

1…

But Howard kicks out. Beard whips him into the corner and hits an avalanche splash. Beard grabs Howard and lifts him over his head. He holds up high then drops him down onto the mat. He plays to the crowd before measuring Howard. He charges forward and tries to hit a big boot, but Howard ducks and hits a running DDT. Howards hits a few more Mauy Thai knee strikes, then goes for a cover of his own.

1…

But Beard quickly gets the shoulder up. Howard quickly tags Mickey into the ring and two of them double team Beard. Howard whips Beard into the ropes and hits a leg sweep while Mikey simultaneously hits a crane kick. Instead of going for the cover Mikey hits a stun gun. He goes for the cover...

1…

2…

But Beard kicks out. Mikey lifts Beard to his feet but he throws him off and the two begin to strike each other back and forth. Beard manages to get the better of his opponent and uses his momentum to push Mikey backwards against the corner. He shows off some of his strength and hits the 300 pounder with a belly to belly suplex. Mikey stands and Beard delivers a big boot. He goes for the cover…

1…

2…

But Howard rushes into the ring and breaks up the cover. Gent gets into the ring and engages Howard as the two teams brawl.

Copeland: Utter chaos has broken lose! Both these teams have broken down into nothing but brawls!

Cohen: Strikeforce is doing what they do best, and that’s working like a well oiled machine.

The referee manages to restore order as Beard and Mikey continue to go after each other. Beard elbows Mikey in the head repeatedly and whips him into the ropes. When Mikey ducks Beard runs, bounces off the ropes, and clobbers him with a crossbody. Instead of going for a cover Beard tags in Gent, who climbs the top rope. He flies off and hits a dragonrana into a pin.

1…

2…

But Mikey kicks out. Gent hits a couple of knife edged chops, and delivers a clothesline to the kneeling Mikey. Gent runs and bounces off the ropes, but Mikey meets him with a kitchen sink. Mikey hits a snap suplex and tags in Howard who heads to the top rope. Mikey lifts Gent into a stalled vertical suplex as Howard flies off the top and hits him with a missile dropkick. Howard measures Gent and hits a shinning wizard! He goes for the cover…

1…

2…

Copeland: So much back and forth action in this match! Will the shining wizard put Howard away?

Cohen: Howard has been a madman in this match; it’ll take more from someone like Gent to keep him down.

But Gent kicks out. Howard hits a snapmare and locks in a keylock. Gent rolls through and counters with a leg lariat. The two competitors trade strikes and holds until Howard cuts Gent off with a knee lift. He hits Russian legsweep and goes for a springboard moonsault, but Gent moves and Howard eats the canvas. The Gent measures him up for the butterfly suplex...

WHACK!

The Beard has fallen to the ground and clutches his back thanks to the New Church who are here again with the same chairs. Mason and Derek enter the ring and Westhoff hits Gent with the chair. The referee signals for the bell from the interference...

Copeland: Again?

Stormrage enters the ring and tries to take out Derek but a chair shot puts Mikey in his place. As Howard recovers, Westhoff hits him with a chair shot as well, allowing the New Church to successfully take out all four men. They drop the chairs as the crowd boo's them for their acts. They raise their hands but it isn't long before the Tag Team Champions, Saboteur and Saxton, coming running down the ramp to a cheering crowd. The New Church bail before the champs can do anything

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Dave: Enough of this!

Dave isn't pleased as he walks out.

Dave: If I see one more person come out and ambush somebody, heads are going to roll. Derek, Mason: you have been a pain in my neck since this show has started but I can't do much about that now. You two had better stick around because I'm going to start the 8-man tag team match... right now!

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The crowd cheers loudly as the World Heavyweight Championship "Showtime" Cougar walks out, shakes Dave's hand and continues down the ramp, keeping both eyes on the New Church as he goes past them.

Copeland: Our main event is next!

 

[Viola Moonlight]

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We come back from commercial where Saboteur, Saxton and Showtime are all in the ring as Titus is halfway down the ramp with the fans cheering, hi-5ing a few fans on his way. He enters the ring which the New Church are standing at ringside near the commentators booth. Titus gets on the turnbuckles and points to the fans.

Harrys: The following contest is an 8 Man Tag Team match, scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring; the World Tag Team Champions Saboteur & Action Saxton; the World Heavyweight Champion "Showtime" Cougar; and the man they call... TITUS!

Copeland: Welcome back everybody to our main event that's just about to get started and finally, order has been restored on Meltdown.

Cohen: But for how long, Seabass? Multi-man matches don't usually end in civility.

The four men in the ring watch as New Church walk around ringside, waiting for their partners.

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The crowd changes their tone to boo's as Callahan slowly walks out through the curtain and out onto the stage. He has a smirk on his face and signifies that the championship will be his soon. He casually strolls down the rampway to meet up with his partners.

Harrys: And their opponents; the team of Derek Jacob and Mason Westhoff, the New Church; and from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 215 pounds, Drake Callahan!

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Boo's are still hurled at these competitors as the music for Holmes hits the speakers. It takes a moment for Holmes to emerge, who doesn't seem interested in this contest via his facial expressions. However, he makes his way down the ramp and completely ignores his partners.

Harrys: Finally, from Buckingham, England, weighing in at 235 pounds; Steven Holmes!

Holmes gives Callahan a bit of a shoulder barge as he walks past the three, going up the stairs and standing on the apron, ready to start the contest but not willing to be the starting competitior.

Copeland: A little tension between Holmes and Callahan there. I wonder what that is about and I don't think its about the World title.

Cohen: Of course its about the championship. That title makes people sacrifice everything just to have a chance at competing for it, even if it means sacrificing friendships or allies. This is just another example.

Copeland: Possibly but Holmes doesn't seem to be his usual self though...

The New Church have hopped on the apron with Callahan nominating himself to start the contest. The opposing team huddle together and quickly form a strategy, ending in them breaking and allowing Showtime to start the contest. The referee signals for the bell as everyone bar Show and Drake are on the apron.

Copeland: A lot of history between these two.

They go to lock-up but Callahan stops Show with a toe kick and pushes him back to the ropes, going to whip Show but he counters and whips Callahan instead. Callahan strikes with a running big boot to the chest, knocking Show down. Show is quick to get up but Callahan is there to greet him, using an elbow strike across the back of Show before setting up for a belly to back suplex. Instead of going for a cover, Callahan measures up Show and tries for a Shooting Star Press but Show rolls out of the way in time. The crowd cheers as Show stands up and takes Callahan down with a standing spinning clothesline. Show picks up Callahan and whips him into his corner, delivering a few knife edge chops before tagging in Action Saxton. A pop can be heard as the big man enters, continuing the knife edge chops but with more impact. He let's Callahan out of the corner before hitting him with a punching combination, knocking him down. He covers Callahan... 1... kick-out by Drake. Saxton begins clapping his hands in the ring, getting the crowd pumped up who also clap along as Saxton winds up his hand. As Callahan gets up, Saxton nails the big twirling punch to the face. Saboteur on the apron is calling for the tag and Saxton grabs Callahan, putting him his corner and tags to Saboteur. Saxton picks up Saboteur and hits Callahan with the Fastball special. Saboteur bounces off as Callahan falls down, allowing Saboteur to get a pin... 1... 2... kick-out.

Copeland: Great teamwork being displayed here as they keep Callahan isolated.

Cohen: An excellent strategy but with Callahan's intelligence, it won't be enough to hold him down forever.

Saboteur helps Callahan to his feet and delivers a couple of European uppercuts, forcing Callahan back into the corner. Instead of tagging though, Saboteur attempts a stinger splash. Callahan rolls out of the way causing Saboteur to miss. Callahan quickly hits an enzuigiri as Saboteur turns around, allowing him enough time to crawl to Westhoff and tagging him in to boo's. Westhoff however doesn't enter the ring but goes to the top, measuring up Saboteur with a top rope double axe handle that knocks him down. Westhoff turns Saboteur around on the canvas and hits a series of repeated elbow strikes to back of Saboteur's head. Westhoff stands up and hits a leg drop across the back of the head. He turns Sab over one more time for a cover... 1... 2... kick-out by Saboteur. Westhoff points to Jacobs who is ready to enter the match and he drags Saboteur over to him. They tag and Jacobs enters, whipping Saboteur across the ring to hit a double shoulder block. Jacobs goes for the cover as Westhoff leaves... 1... 2... kick-out. Jacobs blatantly chokes Saboteur in front of the ref, letting go on the count of 4.

Cohen: Now that's how you detain someone.

Copeland: Illegally...

Jacobs stands up and picks up Saboteur as well, hitting him with a back hand chop before attempting a T-bone suplex. As Jacobs lifts him up, Saboteur performs a back escape and transitions it into a shiranui, taking down the big man momentarily. He gets up and goes over to Titus, tagging him into the match with a big cheer. Saboteur gets on all fours as Titus runs up, launches off his back and hits a flying Kesagiri chop to Jacobs as he attempts to stand. The impact causes Jacobs to go to one knee, allowing Titus to hit a swinging neckbreaker on Jacobs... 1... 2... kick-out by Jacobs. Jacobs sits up and tries to get up but Titus runs off the ropes and kicks him in the face. Titus goes back over to his partners and tags Show into the match once more with a small stare-off happening. However, they both turn their heads to Jacobs, walk towards him and measure him up. As he gets to his feet, they both hit a double dropkick that knocks him down. Show goes for the cover... 1... 2... Westhoff breaks up the pin and gets a couple of shots on Show before the ref is able to admonish him. Whilst the ref is distracted, Callahan sneaks in as Show gets up and hits forward Russian legsweep before sneaking out. Saboteur & Saxton enter to try and stop this but the ref turns to them and does his best to stop them from interfering. As this happens, Westhoff is back in the fray as Jacobs gets up, double stomping on Show. Titus rallies Sab/Sax back on the ropes and the ref turns around to stop the New Church assault. The ref warns Westhoff about another attack and he gets back on the ropes.

Copeland: We really need more referees for these bigger contests.

Cohen: Saboteur & Saxton need to be reprimanded for entering the ring when they weren't even the legal men!

Copeland: Whilst completing ignoring the New Church & Callahan's involvement, sure.

Jacobs has put Show in the corner and goes to tag Westhoff but Holmes tags himself in. Jacobs steps back as Holmes enters the ring and runs at Show with a high knee in the corner. Holmes moves back as Show stumbles out, allowing Holmes to hit a Northern lights suplex without a bridging pin. Holmes stands up and goes to Callahan, slapping him to tag him into the match. Holmes immediately gets on the apron without looking at him. Callahan wants to do something about this but instead gets in the ring, pinning Show... 1... 2... kick-out. Callahan attempts his shooting star once more, hitting Show before getting up and hitting a standing moonsault. Another cover... 1... 2... kick-out. Callahan picks up Show and whips him into the corner. He slaps Holmes this time, tagging him in as Callahan gets on the ropes. Holmes looks angry as he slowly enters the ring. Holmes snapmares Show to the ground and ascends to the second turnbuckle. He hits a elevated knee drop on Show... 1... 2... another kick-out. Holmes gets up and this time, he pushes Callahan across the chest, almost knocking him off and tagging him in. An angry Callahan enters and the two men go face to face for a moment before the referee and the New Church have to separate them.

Cohen: Get it together guys! Leave your quarrels until after the match.

When things get settled, Callahan goes to focus on Show but he has gotten to his feet and hits the Ratings Crash on Callahan. Both men are down in the ring as the referee starts the count. The crowd cheers on Show to try and make a tag to his partners whilst Callahan attempts to get to his corner. At this point, Ricky charges down the ramp and instructs New Church to get in there and do something. When Show is nearing his team, the New Church enter the ring and drag Show back to their corner.

Copeland: C'mon ref!

Saboteur and Saxton have had enough and enter the ring, going after the New Church, starting a brawl inside the ring as the crowd cheers everything on. Ricky tries to enter the fray but Titus is there to intecept him and all 6 men begin brawling. The champs and Titus have the Church reeling as the three perform a triple cactus clothesline, sending everyone over the ropes. The action continues on the outside as the champs & Titus brawl with the Church on the outside with Ricky, Westhoff & Jacobs doing their best to scurry away without taking too much damage. This leaves Holmes on the apron with Callahan and Show still down in the ring.

Copeland: Show has nobody to tag! He's on his own.

Callahan is in his corner and puts his hand out to tag Holmes but he drops down from the apron instead, leaving Callahan high and dry. The crowd cheers this even further as Holmes shakes his head, going up the ramp to leave Callahan alone who has a shocked look on his face.

Cohen: What the hell are you doing Holmes? You can win this!

Copeland: I think Holmes doesn't care about winning after what happened between him and Callahan.

Cohen: But Holmes started it...

Callahan does his best to get to his feet by himself and sees that Show is in the same shape that he is. Callahan smirks and tells himself he can do this. He stalks Show and calls for his finisher. Callahan kicks Show and goes for his brainbuster finish but Show manages to reverse behind Callahan, landing on his feet and performs a roll-up... 1... 2... 3!

Cohen: What!?

The referee signals for the bell, pointing to Show that he just won the match. Callahan is shocked with the decision and argues with the referee as the crowd cheers.

Harrys: Here are your winners, Saboteur, Action Saxton, Titus and the World Heavyweight Champion, "Showtime" Cougar!

Cohen: This cannot be. How...

Copeland: Show slipped behind Callahan and managed to score the victory for his team.

Cohen: I want a re-match!

Callahan looks completely frustrated and doesn't know what to do. He sees Show getting up and he targets him, taking him down with a clothesline. The crowd boos as Callahan picks up Show and manages to hit his finisher, the Hangover. Show lies in the middle of the ring as Callahan quickly exits, telling Show that he will be taking back his belt come Unscripted...

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The crowd is on their feet as Constantine walks out of the curtain with his briefcase in his hands and full ring attire on. Callahan watches as Constantine walks past him, focused on Show who is starting to recover in the ring. He slides into the ring and tells the referee to stay here. He measures up Show who is slowly getting up.

Copeland: It is happening! Constantine looks to be cashing-in his briefcase.

Cohen: A golden opportunity for Constantine. Our next World Champion is here.

The crowd begs for Show to do something about Constantine but he seems to be out of it. Constantine is pleading for Show to get up faster as he looks to finish Show off. He is about to strike when...

Spoiler

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Cohen: What's this?

The crowd pops huge as the White Knight of WZCW bolts down the ramp, looking to intervene. Constantine really wants this opportunity and looks to defend himself. Constantine starts stomping on Chris as he slides in the ring. He picks him up and looks to toss him out but Chris counters, retaliating with strikes of his own. K.O fends off Constantine and clotheslines him out of the ring. The crowd cheers as Chris throws the briefcase back at Constantine and helps Showtime to his feet.

Copeland: The White Knight just prevented the cash-in on Showtime!

Cohen: Why would he do that for? It's not his business.

Copeland: It's his business to make sure order is restored and after what has happened tonight, a lot of things need to be fixed.

Constantine grabs his briefcase and angrily kicks the barricade before heading up the ramp, hating the fact that his World title opportunity just got revoked. K.O helps Show up to his feet and helps him exit the ring.

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We see Holmes walking backstage near the entrance to the catering area, not a clue what he is doing. He seems to pass by someone in the room who catches his attention. Holmes has a furious look on his face and lets out a scream as he walks in...

 

[Viola Moonlight]

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We return from commercial break with the crowd booing thunderously as the orchestral sounds of Holmes' music hits the arena.

Copeland: Welcome back everyone and it looks like Holmes is coming out here. For his sakes, I hope it is an apology to Callahan for leaving him high and dry because he's now got another enemy to watch out for come Unscripted.

Cohen: Holmes doesn't have to apologise to anyone. If anything, the company has to apologise to him for holding him down. Why should he have to compete in silly multi-man tag team matches?

Copeland: Everyone else had to Jack... and what is taking Holmes so long to get out here?

Another shot of the entrance ramp and we don't see anyone appearing. The crowd dies down as they wait to see what is going on.

Cohen: He can take his time if he wishes, Seabass. That's the entire point of...

Jack cuts off as a man who is wearing wrestling gear gets tossed through the curtain and onto the ramp. He lifts up his face to show that blood has already fallen and will continue to do so. He is unrecognisable to most fans but they jeer when Holmes comes out through the curtain and goes over to the person, throwing what appears to be the Angel's mask to his face. Holmes mounts him and begins delivering fist after fist without mercy.

Copeland: Is... is that the Angel? Why is Holmes beating the life out of the Angel?

Holmes has a vicious look in his eyes as he grabs Angel by the head, picking him up slowly and throwing him down the ramp like common trash. Holmes yells at the top of his lungs for the Cell hanging high above the ceiling to be lowered down multiple times and surprisingly, the Cell listens. As it descends, Holmes picks up the Angel once again and forces him into the ring. Holmes pushes some ringside assistants out of his way as he heads to the announcers table and grabs a WZCW sports bag. Holmes has enough time to walk under the Cell being lowered without having to play limbo and waits for it to hit the ground. He unzips the bag and reveals a padlock and chain, going over to the single entrance and locking it from the inside. He goes to the bag and pulls out a microphone and he enters the ring. Holmes uses the microphone in hand to continue the beating, whacking Angel in the head with the mic multiple times over with the echo going throughout the arena. Angel is completely out of it but the icing on the cake is when Holmes applies the Aristocracy Reigns on the unmasked and bloodied Angel, who has little strength left to fight the submission. Holmes pulls it tight as the crowd boos heavily at this display. Holmes lets go of the submission and turns Angel over on his back, slapping him in the face as he lies unconscious. He stands back up and looks to the stage.

Holmes: Before I start, I would like to personally thank Jerry for accepting my gracious donation to his family in exchange for lowering this ungodly structure on my command.

The crowd boos at the revelation that Holmes paid someone off to make this event happen.

Holmes: I have a few demands that I wish to invoke since I seem to have everyone's attention... my first order is to summon our esteemed General Manager Big Dave out here or I will make sure this pathetic excuse for a human being will visit hell.

Holmes stomps Angel with numerous boots to the fallen competitor as the crowd boos, not stopping his assault until Big Dave emerges from the curtain followed by multiple security personnel. The crowd briefly cheers as Dave raises the mic to his lips.

Dave: Steven, you better stop what you are doing right this instant or I will have these gentlemen come down and make you stop!

Holmes laughs maniacally for a brief moment before waving his finger in the air.

Holmes: I've padlocked the door to the Cell Dave and the sum of money that I gave to Jerry ensures me that this structure will remain grounded until all of my demands are met... so it doesn't matter how many men you have: how can you stop me when you've got so much chain-link steel separating you from me?

Holmes leans on the ropes with a look on his face that seems to be a bit... off. Dave doesn't look too happy with the situation.

Dave: ... what do you want, Holmes?

Holmes grins with a crazed look on his face.

Holmes: I want you Dave to come down as close as you can to the ring... and I would like it very much if you left your own personal lackeys to stand guard on the entrance.

Dave doubts this request.

Holmes: Don't be shy Dave, I won't bite.

Dave orders for his men to stay at the top of the ramp as Dave slowly walks down to the ringside area, getting as close as he can just as Holmes instructed.

Copeland: Holmes has lost it...

Holmes: Very good, Dave. Now, this next demand of mine will be quite simple for you...

Holmes goes over to his bag of tricks and reveals a set of handcuffs which he uses on one of Angel's hands only.

Holmes: ... I want you to remind yourself Dave of the time that I beat you down to a bloody pulp and you were forced to wear that masked to cover your disfigured face because I'm going to make you relive that moment as I inflict that same pain... on him.

Holmes slides out of the ring and pulls Angel outside, handcuffing his hand to the Cell wall closest to where Dave is standing on the other side. Dave tries opening the door but it is no use as Holmes smiles and turns to his bag laying on the apron, pulling out a pair of brass knuckles. Dave signals for his security team to come down.

Dave: Don't do it, Holmes! I'm warning you! You do anything else to maim or injury and there will be serious consequences!

One of the security guards pulls out a huge key ring with multiple keys on them and tries unlocking the padlock. Holmes laughs as other security guards check for possible ways into the Cell and trying to force the door open.

Dave: This is your last chance Holmes!

Holmes clenches his fist with the knuckles and delivers a straight right hand to the Angel, completely knocking him out. A new river of blood flows from the forehead of Angel, creating a trickle that leads to a pool spreading fast and getting bigger. One of the security guards tells another to go backstage and find some bolt-cutters.

Dave: That's it Holmes! You are stripped of your World Heavyweight title shot at Unscripted because you are FIRED!

The crowd cheers wildly as Dave is seemingly angry at this point with Holmes slowly turning his head towards him. His eyes twitch a little and he cannot comprehend the situation. The security guards are still trying to get the door open.

Dave: You are being placed under arrest for this assault because you are no longer a wrestler employed under the WZCW banner. I hope you're happy Holmes...

Holmes completely snaps, lets out a primal scream and repeatedly hits Angel with a series of shots with the brass knuckles, extending the blood. The scene is getting really graphic as the camera's have been changed to a monotone setting to decrease the severity of the situation involving the amount of blood spilled. Finally, a security guard along with Titus run down to the ring with a pair of bolt-cutters (and the crowd popping for Titus). They manage to swiftly cut the chains and open the door with the security guards jumping Holmes and detaining him. Titus protects Angel from any further attack as Holmes is quickly moved out of the cell by the guards whilst Dave calls for medical assistance. Dave uses the bolt-cutters on the handcuffs as well to release Angel from this prison and paramedics come down with a stretcher, doing their best to patch up the wounds on-site. Holmes is being carried away and does his best to turn his head around, cursing Dave for firing him.

The show abruptly ends with Titus, Dave and the paramedics tending to the Angel.

 

[Viola Moonlight]

Who Wrote What:

Echelon - Strikeforce vs. Gent/Beard
Echelon/FalKon - Opening
FalKon - 8 Man Tag, Holmes & Angel HIAC, Backstage, Lots of edits
Harthan/Phatso - Mayhem Debate
Kermit - GM vs Constantine
Numbers - Backstage, Steamboat vs. K.O, Bowen/GM/Barbosa segment
Yazloz - Stone vs. Flynn