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    BACK IN BUSINESS X

    Back in Business X
    May 2, 2015
    Live from the Rose Bowl
    Pasadena, California





    4 p.m. Pacific time



    The stadium, which seats nearly 100,000 people, is around 80 percent full for the opening YouTube-only dark card matches while the PPV feed airs hype videos for some of the biggest matches later in the evening.

    The announcing team of Sam McDonald and Langdon Trafford take their seats to call the pre-show matches. The talk centers around the X-Championship feud, the FWA World Championship main event and Ryan Rondo's defense of the World Heavyweight Championship against three men. The talk transitions to a battle of former friends, Ayla El against Randy Ramon, former rivals in Michael Garcia and Jason Gryphon, and current legends as Stu "The Snake" St. Clair faces "The Astonishing" Chris Kennedy in a first-even one-on-one confrontation.

    Piers Gallagher, David Weinstock and Harry Baxter are soon to follow once the PPV feed begins.




    Saddle Sally's open challenge
    Ado Ryke vs. Saddle Sally


    Kurt Harrington comes out and explains that this match scheduled for one fall is a non-title match. Ado Ryke comes out she has dark beautiful skin and a winning smile. She holds the Angolan Womens Championship title belt around her waist proudly as she marches towards the ring. She gets in and stretches a bit, Saddle Sally comes out next to a lot of heat, but there are also visible signs supporting her and noting their desire for her to be on the main BIB card. Sally gets into the ring and then pauses. Ado is confused but Sally points to the entrance ramp and suddenly Zaire Wyoming comes out!

    The crowd goes crazy there is a big pop for Zaire Wyoming as he makes his way to the ring. He jumps into the ring and gives Sally a quick kiss on the cheek while he's doing this the ring bell sounds and Ryke wastes no time going after Sally clubbing her down to the mat. Zaire stands on the outside of the ring supporting her. Ado tries to grab Sally by the hair and put her in a hold, but Sally powers out easily and then spins Ado into a knee to the gut! Ado lurches over and Sally grabs her by the hair into a mean mat slam!

    Ado gets up fast and she and Sally trade blows but Sally is just faster and quickly forearms Ado across the jaw and then Irish whips her into the turnbuckle. Ado has little time to react before Sally connects with a classic bulldog! Ado's chin bounces off the mat and Sally wastes no time forcing her to her feet so she can put her into a quick shoulder suplex! Ado is laid out on the mat, Sally is already ready to finish this match. She goes to the top rope and lets out a scream and then hits her finishing move The Grand Tetons (leg drop from top rope) Ado's body is racked and Sally covers 1...2...3! Sally gets up and gets her arm raised. Zaire comes into the ring and the two embrace and then kiss passionately. The two then leave together leaving Ado Ryke on the mat groaning in pain. Zaire waves once more to the fans saying goodbye for now as he and Sally disappear backstage.


    Winner: Saddle Sally via pinfall

    4:20 p.m. Pacific time


    The discussion at the announcing table switches to the FWA Women's Championship match, the end of the Wacky X Race and Ghost's feud with The Movement, along with the Tag Team Championships plight of Danny Toner and Christian Quinn.

    The stadium now is around 95 percent full. It's a sight to see once the camera pans out to view the entire thing.





    Alistairs Last Chance
    Alistair Alexander Williams vs. Dave "The Shit Stain" Mustaine


    Both competitors are in the ring and no one cares, even Alistair's manager Marianne seems uninterested at ringside. They lock up and AAW pushes Dave into the ropes who rebounds with a crucifix pin.

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    Alistair just kicks out and levels Dave with a clothesline as Marianne shakes her head at ringside. Some more back and forth exchanges follow, with Williams getting more and more frustrated at such a low level opponent giving him a tough fight. The drudgery though suddenly comes to an end as a chorus of boos break out as the FWA World Champion herself; Gabrielle Montgomery struts down to the ring in
    her little purple dress
    . Mustaine meanwhile hits a DDT but is then simply tossed out of the ring by Gabrielle after she has kicked off her stiletto heels.

    Winner Dave Mustaine by DQ

    Gabrielle:
    I am the FWA World Champion. The greatest Champion of all time who is being honoured by Back In Business ten, which is the greatest event of all time being dedicated to me. But I am a caring Goddess, and I care about my night of nights, so I saved you all from this match and replaced it with me.

    She grins from ear to ear and raises her World Championship high above her head once more but then Alistair gets to his feet only to be dropped by Gabrielle as she slams her World Championship into his head. Dave then climbs up onto the ring apron but is blasted by a step up Enziguri dubbed the Fall From The Mountain Top, sending him falling back down to the ground. She then stands on Alistair's prone body, showing off her World Title as the fans boo and Marianne just shakes her head at ringside.






    4:35 p.m. Pacific time




    Tribute to Legends Battle Royal


    Tim Stone, Alessandra Allure, Drew Jolson, Bella Kendall, Sam Donovan, Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird, Lord Dog and Sarah DuBois all enter the ring. They wait patiently, certainly to face more.

    A video package plays for some of the "Legends" of the FWA. The first is Sean Keheller. The next is Tony Juvenile. Then Jillian DeSilva. Moira Crawford. Ryan Hall. G-Rich. Matt Boudreau. The cheers get louder and louder. Stu "The Snake" St. Clair. Shane McLean, a World Champion from just a year ago. Ashley 'O Ryan, the newly retired multi-time World Champion. Nathaniel V. Richardson. Darnell Porter. Jack of Diamonds, which brings a loud mixed reaction from his recent FWA run. WOLF. Chris Kennedy. Thomas Princeton, who ushers the first completely negative reaction. Gabrielle Montgomery doesn't change the fans' feelings. Anthony Jackson. Anyanka. Alexx, which causes the surprisingly top-echelon reaction from the crowd. FredEX. Excellence. Daniel Sinclair. Mountain Rush. Jenny Ignito. Jack Severino. Shawn Cortez. Matthew Robinson, which causes the LOUDEST reaction of the night.


    The next man out is...

    "THE MONSTER" MAC MICHAUD!!! The crowd goes nuts with an audible pop, and Michaud enters the ring towering over everyone except for Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird and Tim Stone.


    Langdon Trafford:
    That's nine! There are 10 competitors for the 10 years of Back in Business!


    The last one ... Jethro Warren!!! Lord Vincent is irate! He sees Jethro. Lord Vincent reacts by trading punches right away with him! The match is on now! Mac Michaud grabs anyone he can and lands ferocious right hands, clubbing down into people. He chases Lord Dog around the ring, but receives a right hand from Tim Stone! The two big men face off, with Tim not standing down to Mac!

    The action is chaotic, with each landing some form of move except Mac Michaud is always on his feet and always on the offensive. He seems to be the clear favorite so far.

    The first
    elimination
    is Bella Kendall, who is sent over the top rope by Sarah DuBois, who seems intimidated and hides in the corner. She lands a nice dropkick to Alessandra Allure when the opportunity is there. Mac Michaud lands a clothesline to Tim Stone, but Lord Dog comes behind with a choke hold climbing up his back. Mac flips Lord Dog to the mat in front of him and grabs him by the throat. But Tim Stone is back at it to fight Mac.

    Lord Vincent and Jethro Warren are battling against the ropes. Drew Jolson
    eliminates
    Sam Donovan second. Now we're down to eight!

    Alessandra Allure ducks a clothesline from Sarah DuBois and stays with it. Eventually, she flips Sarah onto the apron. Sarah stays alive though. Lord Vincent eventually
    eliminates
    Jethro Warren!!! But Drew Jolson grabs Lord Vincent by the legs and
    eliminates
    him! Jethro and Lord Vincent continue throwing punches, flying over the fan barricade and fighting through the crowd until security break them apart.

    There are six left, and Drew Jolson is flung over the ropes by Mac Michaud! Next is Lord Dog! Next is Sarah DuBois, who Mac lifts up in a military press fashion and tosses for Lord Dog and Drew Jolson to catch!!! All three -- Jolson, Lord Dog and Sarah DuBois -- are
    eliminated
    !

    Tim Stone charges, but Mac ducks and flips him over the ropes! Tim Stone is
    eliminated
    ! That leaves Alessandra Allure and Mac Michaud. The crowd is antsy to see the small-ish girl face the monster-like mammoth. But Tim Stone re-enters the ring and lands a jumping shoulder block takedown! Mac is finally on his back. Not for long though as Tim Stone has to immediately drive him into the ropes! Mac falls through the top and middle ropes. Tim Stone falls out of the ring! Alessandra Allure sees a chance and with Mac on the apron lands a turnbuckle-aided springboard dropkick that stuns Mac enough to knock him to the ground!!!


    Langdon Trafford:
    ALESSANDRA ALLURE, THE LITTLE SISTER OF ALANA, HAS WON THE LEGENDS BATTLE ROYAL!!!


    Winner: Alessandra Allure
    Mac Michaud is furious while Tim Stone smiles from a distance. It seems we might have a new feud on our hands, at least that's the thoughts from the announcers.



    5 p.m. Pacific time

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    10 years of moments


    "YES! YES! RYAN HALL IS THE FWA WORLD CHAMPION!"


    10 years of history


    "Matthew Boudreau has done it. He has ushered in a new period of the FWA!"


    10 years of drama


    "Vodka & Venom and Sunrise-Sunset grabbed the Tag Team Championship belts at the same time! Ryan Rondo and Ashley 'O Ryan fell off the ladder pulling at the belts!"


    10 years of legends


    "Chris Kennedy has unified the FWA World Championship and World Heavyweight Championship into one, ending the brand split and creating the Undisputed Era of the FWA!"


    10 years ... of the Fantasy Wrestling Alliance


    "Gabrielle Montgomery has defeated Duke Drazin and remains the FWA World Champion!"


    "Stu St. Clair and Ashley 'O Ryan REFUSE to stay down! They are putting on ANOTHER classic tonight!"


    "Ryan Rondo is hardly able to stand! Whyte Thunder can end this right now, and end his career! But he ... won't ... do it."


    "WOLF has defeated Ryan Hall at Back in Business 8! Two legends in one ring, and the beast cannot be tamed!"

    10 years ... of being Back in Business








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    Fireworks rain down from the night sky over the Rose Bowl Stadium. The colors are beautifully vibrant as they fall, purple, pink, white, green. It's a grand sight. Purple and white pyro shoots from the stage, down to the ramp, all the way to the ring where more pyro is shooting from the ring post. 92,542 fans are in attendance and the collective howl from their excitement can be heard from the moon. This is a historic event, the 10th annual Back in Business. It's moments like this that are recorded in the record books for eons and tonight, history will surely be made. Standing in the ring, wearing an extravagant gown made of diamonds and purple satin, is platinum recording artist Lady Gaga. The lights in the stadium go dim, and suddenly there is a spotlight on Lady Gaga.

    Lady Gaga: ♪ ♫ ♪ Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
    What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
    Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
    O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
    And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
    Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
    O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
    O'er the land of the freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
    and the home of the braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaave! ♪ ♫ ♪

    Lady Gaga smiles and bows graciously for the capacity crowd. The camera pans away from Gaga and pans across to the crowd. All these fans are losing their minds. The camera focuses on the front row and we see Arnold Schwarzenegger and Sylvester Stallone, both of them with beers in their hands and cigars in the mouths. A few rows behind them is NBA legend Michael Jordan, who is wearing a retro Over The Edge t-shirt (circa 2011). Pamela Anderson is seen in the crowd, smiling for the camera as it locks on her. Porn star Mia Khalifa can be seen sitting on the lap of Florida State quarterback Jameis Winston, who is all smiles. John Stamos, Dave Coulier and Bob Sagget are in attendance, all three wearing matching "SYNDICATE" t-shirts. Behind them, eating a hotdog, is model (and former BIB host) Kate Upton and a few of her girlfriends. Further up, we see NFL stars Drew Brees, Mark Ingram and Marques Colston. Peyton and Eli Manning are seen scarfing down chicken parm sandwiches and in the front row, RIGHT behind the announce table, is DOG the Bounty Hunter, who is cheesing for the camera, flexing his muscles.

    Langdon Trafford:
    BACK. IN. BUSINESS. The lights, the sounds, the pageantry! Nearly 93,000 fans in attendance for what is to be a magical evening!

    Sam MacDonald: You can say that again Langdon! I'm excited, what about you fellas?


    Piers Gallagher: I'm sweating my ass off out here but it's worth it, baby! Back in Business TEN! Can you feel the energy? Can you feel the excitement? 10 years of passion and dedication have led to this night! 10 years in the making! Like my teenage daughter would say, "I can't even right now, Daddy!"

    Sam MacDonald: Gabrielle VS Drew Stevenson for the FWA Championship, a fatal four way to determine the World Heavyweight Champion, Kennedy and St.Clair for the first time ever, the epic showdown between Ghost and Jimmy King, and many other high profile matches.

    Langdon Trafford: I'm most excited to see Devin Golden, Ryan Rondo, Phillip A Jackson and Wolf go the distance in the world title match!

    Harry Baxter: Me, personally, I want to see Gryphon vs Garcia in a steel cage. A classic feud revisited. I think Kennedy/St.Clair will be one for the ages and I wouldn't be suprised if Eyensane vs Cyros steals the show! So many good matches on this historic card.

    Piers Gallagher:
    And hey, lets not forget the Tag Team championship match, where EXECUTIVE EXCELLENCE takes on...THE MOVEMENT! That has "Match of The Night" written all over it! Oh! Lucian Ace VS KAIZEN, for the X-Division championship? Another instant classic. It's a damn shame those two guys aren't on the better show!

    Sam MacDonald: This could very well be the greatest Back in Business of all time. Joining us in the ring now, is the OFFICIAL Social Media ambassador for Back in Business, SNOOP DOGG!


    The crowd cheers as The Snoop Dee-Oh-Double-Gizzle stands in the ring, a giant smile on his face as he grins from ear to ear. Snoop Dogg is wearing a Ryan Rondo t-shirt (naturally) and is pumping his fist, feeding off of the crowds intensity. Sam MacDonald was correct, Snoop Dogg is the official Back in Business Social Media ambassador and based on his smile, you'd think he'd just won all the money in the world. The crowd loves his energy and he is giving right back.


    Snoop Dogg: Oh, I see you FWA. I see you and I here you, baby! They got me standing here in front of 93 thousand of my nieces and nephews for BACK IN BUSINESS! Ooooooh-Wheeee! So I was thinking, man. I've been in just about EVERY Back in Business, sitting right there in the crowd like all y'all. I was at the first ever Back in Business, When Daniel Sinclair fought Sean Kelleher in the main event. Man, I didn't think that match would have ever been topped, until one year later, Back in Business II, Where my dude Ryan Hall took on Nate Richardson in the main event. Now all y'all Danny Toners and Humanity's may not recognize these names, because y'all whipper-snappers. It's okay tho baby, Professor Snoops givin' yall a history lesson. In the main event for Back In Business III, we saw Tony Juvenille take on Nate Richardson and that punk ass buster James Sync. That was a good one, If I do say so myself, but it ain't come CLOSE to topping Back in Business IV. I mean, imagine THAT main event, Matt Boudreau, Ryan Hall, Darnell Porter and Stu St. Clair. Them some of the biggest names in the history of this business, nephew. A year later the main event would be another multi-man match, Matt Boudreau, that bum Rocky Creed, Moira Crawford and that dude Nemesis. It ain't live up to the previous year but YO! A year later, at Back in Business V, we were blessed with Stu St. Clair taking on little brother, Wolf. I been thinkin' bout changing my name to Snoop Wolf, what y'all think? Haha, okay, so moving on, the following year gave us one of the biggest Back in Business main events of all time, when at Back in Business VII, My dude Chris Kennedy would beat Wolf and Jack Severino in a 3 way, unifying the FWA Championship and World Heavyweight Championship. A year later, Back in Business VIII, Chris Kennedy came back wiff a vengence, defeating MC Fromage. Then last year, they gave us Wolf VS Ryan Hall. I think at this point, it's safe to say that Adrian Wolf is "Mr. Back in Business". But tonight, tonight is just as much about the future as it is the past. So thats why, we look to the STARS, we look to the stars of tomorrow and we...


    The theme music for "The Movement" plays and out comes TRIPLE-J SECURITY! Jiggy John, Jobber Jimbo and Jugem Jugem all make their way down the ramp, aggravated. Jugem Jugem almost trips on his shoelace but walks it off like nothing happened. They enter the ring and circle around Snoop Dogg.


    Langdon Trafford:
    What in the world do Triple-J security want with Snoop Dogg?

    Sam MacDonald:
    Come on guys, this is our social media ambassador! Show some respect, for Pete's sake!

    Piers Gallagher:
    Respect? I'm not quite sure Snoop Dogg knows the meaning of the word, Sam.
    Jiggy John:
    SNOOPY DOG! You celebrities think you can just march yerr' ass out to this ring and chew up screen time on the biggest event of the year? Just who in the hell do you think you are, Snoopy Dog?

    Jugem Jugem:
    WE asked Jimmy King if WE could be the social media ambassadors! That's a sweet gig! But he said NO! He said the FWA Board of Directors ultimately had the final say and that they wanted some big time, hot shot celebrity! WELL DANG IT, WE'RE CELEBRITIES!

    Jobber Jimbo:
    WE ARE SOMEBODY!

    Jiggy John:
    You come out here and you talk about all these FWA Legends, but I ain't ONCE heard you mention Jiggy John and the Jello Jigglers. Why? Are you intimidated by me? Are you afraid of Triple-J Security?? You make me sick!

    Jobber Jimbo:
    US! You make US sick!

    Jugem Jugem:
    YEAH!


    Suddenly,LORD DOG'sMUSIC HITS and the FWA's favorite jobber makes his way out! The crowd begins a LOUD Lord Dog chant. He rushes into the ring, standing next to Snoop Dogg, and Triple-J security readies themselves with clenched fists.

    Lord Dog:
    AYO BACK IN BUSINESS! I think it's time we shut these clowns up!!


    The crowd pops wildly as Snoop Dogg and Lord Dog rally them to excitement, pacing the ring and pumping their fists.


    Jiggy John:
    NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE! You weren't invited, Lord Dog!
    Lord Dog:
    The way I see it, neither were YOU BOZOS! Now you can stay here and get yo' asses kicked, OR YOU CAN PUT AN EGG IN YO' SHOE AND BEAT IT!


    Snoop Dogg:
    Yeeeeah! Go kick rocks witcha' shoes off!

    Triple-J security pauses fora bit, hesitant to react. Finally, they rush in for Snoop Dogg and Lord Dog but they are met with clotheslines! LD and SD take out Jiggy John and Jobber Jimbo first. Jugem Jugem tries to leave the ring in a hurry but Lord Dog grabs him by the leg, pulls him in and locks him in the GEORGE FOREMAN GRILL! Jiggy John springs up and rushes towards Lord Dog to break it up, but OUT OF NOWHERE Snoop Dogg hits Chris Kennedy's BITTERSWEET CHIN SYMPHONY on JIGGY JOHN!!! Jugem Jugem passes out from Lord Dogs submission hold and Lord Dog springs up and high fives Snoop Dog! Suddenly, DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER jumps over the barricade and runs into the ring. He grabs Jiggy and Jugem by the wrists and pulls them out of the ring before hoisting them over his shoulders and yelling "TIME TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH!". He walks up the ramp and disappears backstage with them as Lord Dog and Snoop Dogg continue to celebrate backstage.


    Harry Baxter:
    WHAT. IN. THE WORLD!?!?!


    Langdon Trafford:
    Lord Dog, Snoop Dogg and Dog The Bounty Hunter making quick work of Triple-J security!


    Sam McDonald:
    15 minutes in and Back in Business has already....gone to the dogs! Hahaha. I slay myself with this stuff!


    Piers Gallagher:
    Oh god, god no. If your sorry ass is ever fired, I hope to god you don't try to become a stand up comedian!


    The commentators can be heard laughing as we cut away to the official song for Back in Business X.













    Sam McDonald
    : Tonight's first match is a first, a tri-gendered superstar going against a female in a Number one contendership match for what many feel is a male division's title. Alana Allure and DIVINE have outlasted five other superstars to reach this point -- downing Adam Bonnie, Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird and Alexander Alistair Williams. The question is, though, who will be the next challenger to the X Championship?


    DIVINE
    : Ladies and gentlemen, there has been a death of art.


    Video clips from the opening round, second round, third round and fourth round of the Wacky X Race play with DIVINE outlasting all of them to get to this point.



    DIVINE
    : Finally, the Wacky X situation is very disturbing to DIVINE. What the actual hell is that crap? The X-Championship is one of the most prestigious titles in the FWA, hell all of the wrestling world, and the number one contender is going to be decided by a tournament called Wacky X? A tournament that is themed after a cartoon? A tournament that is basically painted as some sort of a joke? Is that what the X-Championship is to this company, a joke? More importantly... is that what FWA sees DIVINE as!? Do they see DIVINE as a joke!? Well DIVINE isn't a joke! DIVINE is an artist and DIVINE's art is NOT A JOKE! DIVINE IS NOT A JOKE!


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    Video of DIVINE's highly controversial USA military promo and saying "Vincent is ass" repeatedly is played in the video package as she screams 'DIVINE IS NOT A JOKE!"

    The next part shows Alana Allure nearly winning the X-Championship in 2014 and outlasting all others to reach this point, and her spirited words toward DIVINE.

    "Week after week we hear Divine beg and plead for a match that is just not going to happen. As much as I might want to give Divine credit for being persistent and focused on a goal, I just can't bring myself to do so. Perhaps being pursued by Devin has Divine all batty in the head, perhaps last week when Divine sort of lost it, perhaps that was a glimpse of things to come."




    Lucy Pinder is standing in the ring with a microphone.


    Lucy Pinder
    : Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Wacky X Tournament finals to determine the number one contender for the X-Championship and the King of Hardcore! And it will be contested under X-Rules!


    The lights in the arena dim as “The Artist Formerly Known As” begins to play. A giant statue of DIVINE is wheeled out onto the stage with a blue orb between the legs. The orb opens and a line of people dressed in black and white walk out of the orb, strangely, with microphones in their hands.





    “ARTPOP” begins to play as the white and black garmented beings walk down the ramp, all with the microphones to their lips. The beings all dance around strangely and it’s all very weird. Two walk up to the ring, while the rest circle around the ring. The two in the ring dance together until they grab the other’s mask and rips it off – Lady GaGa and DIVINE! GaGa hugs DIVINE before heading out of the ring, and leaving with the rest of the other beings. Lady GaGa continues to perform the song, leaving through the audience with the rest of people until the song ends.

    The camera shifts from Lady GaGa to the stage, where the DIVINE statue has now gone. There is a huge choir on the stage. They begin to sing “Illinois” in a church-choir rendition. While they sing, a marching band walks out to each side of the ramp.


    “By thy rivers gently flowing, Illinois, Illinois,
    O'er the prairies verdant growing, Illinois, Illinois,
    Comes an echo on the breeze.
    Rustling through the leafy trees, and its mellow tones are these, Illinois, Illinois,
    And its mellow tones are these… Alana Allure!”


    On the last word, a huge pyrotechnic display goes off. After the firework show, the marching band begins to play “Band Up” and the crowd is really behind it. The arena lights dim as a sole spotlight focuses on Alana Allure seemingly flying down from the rafters. Alana lands in the ring, and someone pulls off her cable. The music stops and the crowd is going crazy.


    Lucy Pinder:
    Introducing first, from ROCK LAND Illinois… The Hell Cat… Alana Allure! And her opponent, from INTERCOURSE Pennsylvania… DIVINE!


    Wacky X Race finals
    DIVINE vs. Alana Allure


    The referee makes sure both competitors are ready… and the match begins! DIVINE immediately rolls out of the ring, trying to escape, but Alana was expecting this. Alana follows after DIVINE, but when she catches up to DIVINE, she’s sprayed with the Divine Dust! Alana grabs her eyes in pain as DIVINE grabs a handful of Alana’s hair and drags her over to the steel steps! DIVINE begins to slam Alana’s skull right into the steel steps! Alana screams, but then jabs an elbow right into DIVINE’s gut! S/he shrieks in agony, as s/he falls to his/her knees! Alana takes advantage of this and hits a stiff kick right to DIVINE’s head, the kick takes DIVINE’s head right into the steel steps! Alana hops up onto the fan barricade and looks down at DIVINE, waiting as s/he slowly gets up… when s/he does… dropkick! DIVINE’s back is shoved right into the steel ring! DIVINE grabs his/her back in pain, as Alana picks him/her up and hits a suplex right onto the floor!

    DIVINE grabs his/her back, as Alana climbs up to the top rope. Alana jumps off with a moonsault, but DIVINE rolls out of the way! Alana grabs her stomach, as DIVINE comes from behind… DIVINE grabs a chair and puts Alana’s leg through the chair then s/he locks in a Figure Four Leg Lock! Alana screams as she tries desperately to escape the hold! The referee is yelling at DIVINE that a submission cannot happen outside of the ring, but DIVINE ignores the referee! Alana struggles, until she finally is able to flip over and reverse the submission! DIVINE howls out loudly in agony, but is able to kick at Alana a few times and the hold is broken! DIVINE takes the chair off of Alana’s leg, and then rushes at Alana to strike, but Alana manages to hit a drop toe hold on DIVINE! When DIVINE gets up, Alana rushes up to DIVINE and hits a swinging neckbreaker! DIVINE lays on the floor helpless, as Alana goes under the ring and pulls out several chairs and throws them into the ring, then gets into the ring.

    Alana is screaming for DIVINE to come into the ring and “face me like a man!” The crowd is cheering wildly for Alana as DIVINE slowly gets up. S/he sees the ring filled with chairs, and hesitates, but DIVINE gets up onto the ropes and Alana is calling for DIVINE to come in, while she’s holding a chair. DIVINE gets into the ring flamboyantly, and Alana immediately rushes at DIVINE… DIVINE manages to dodge the swing of the steel chair! Before Alana can turn around, DIVINE runs up to Alana and hits a bulldog right onto a steel chair! DIVINE giggles at Alana as the crimson mask comes over her face. The referee checks on Alana, but she pushes him away, and gets up. DIVINE doesn’t expect this and runs at Alana with a clothesline, but Alana dodges and hits a sitout double leg slam! DIVINE’s body is slammed hard into a steel chair! Alana puts a steel chair on top of DIVINE’s body, then climbs to the top rope… she connects with a double foot stomp right into DIVINE’s chest!

    Alana goes for the cover! 1…2…!? DIVINE kicks out! Alana doesn’t stop to argue, she gets right on top of DIVINE and begins to punch away at DIVINE’s face! Alana’s bare hands causes DIVINE to burst wide open! The referee moves Alana away, while he checks DIVINE. After a few moments, DIVINE slowly gets up and Alana rushes up to him/her. Alana grabs DIVINE and traps DIVINE in a backbreaker rack! S/he screams, and Alana drops DIVINE into a neckbreaker… no! DIVINE manages to escape just in time! Alana looks at DIVINE and the legendary Pink Blanket is thrown right onto Alana’s face! The bodily fluids on the blanket sicken Alana! DIVINE takes advantage of the moment, and s/he grabs Alana and hits a DDT! While Alana is down on the ground, DIVINE goes to the steel steps and picks up the mask that s/he wore during the performance earlier. DIVINE puts Alana into turnbuckle, and then does a strange dance before running at Alana and hitting a Bronco Buster! DIVINE grinds his/her vagina into Alana’s face!

    Alana falls to the mat, and DIVINE covers her! 1…2! Alana kicks out! DIVINE is furious and lets out a shrill shriek. DIVINE picks up Alana and rests her in the turnbuckle, then hits The Divine Dance headscissors stinkface! S/he grinds his/her ass right in Alana’s face! Alana is sickened, and throws DIVINE onto the ground. Alana picks up a chair and BASHES IT right into DIVINE! Alana lets out all of her rage and continues to bash DIVINE non-stop with the chair! The crowd cheers wildly! Alana picks up DIVINE then hits The Whisper in Your Ear right onto a chair! Alana covers DIVINE! 1…2…!? Someone pulls DIVINE out of the ring! When Alana goes to check what happened, DIVINE climbs the ropes and hits a jawbreaker! DIVINE gets into the ring and grabs a chair and begins flailing wildly! Alana easily dodges, then hits a roundhouse kick then grabs DIVINE and hits another Whisper in your Ear on him/her! Alana goes for the cover… then another DIVINE appears in the ring and hits The Divine Touch Jumping Hip Attack! The other DIVINE rips off the mask, revealing the true DIVINE, who then lifts Alana and hits The Divine Twist right onto a chair! DIVINE covers Alana! 1…2…3!


    Winner of Wacky X Race: DIVINE
    (Match time: 11:13)
    Lucy Pinder:
    Here is your winner and the number one contender for the X-Championship and The King of Hardcore… DIVINE!

    Lucy Pinder walks into the ring with a crown and sash with “King of Hardcore” written on it. She puts them both on DIVINE, as the crowd boos. DIVINE flamboyantly waves out to the crowd like The Queen does in public appearances.










    MARCH 23 CROSSFIRE


    Instead of a man of peace and love, I have become a man of violence and revenge, because I cannot watch The Movement do whatever they want. We are on the verge of an apocalypse and I will stand in the way of your four raiders and I will hurt you, I will hurt you bad. I am the face of retribution. I am the silencer of injustice. I am Ghost. You cannot control vengeance. You will be the one to collapse beneath your thirst for destruction of FWA. You need to be taken down.


    Lighting strikes the cross with Syn and it bursts into flames. Jimmy King turns away from the horrid image.


    Lucy Pinder: He is on fire! Syn is on fire.


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    April 10 CROSSFIRE



    The screen shacked from side to side, as if taken by a tremor. Your eyes rapidly shift from left to right trying to decipher the vibrating image of a man walking up to the camera in a broken and destroyed environment. Jimmy King approaches with a limping walk, his eyes empty and mouth closed tight. The quake in the camera amplifies as he speaks emotionless.



    Jimmy King:
    Somebody there? Ghost? Where are you?

    Laugh. There is only laugh.

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    The cameras cut backstage where we see Jimmy King walking down the hall. The fans in the arena boo loudly as he heads inside his office. King opens the door of his office. Turning to look at it his eyes widen as the camera comes around as King looks scared, it shows the inside of the office covered with blood with a pigs heart hanging down from the center of it. King covers hi mouth as King reaches in for the heart and it starts beating.

    THUD
    THUD
    THUD



    Ghost:
    You can't stop a beating heart! You can't stop me! Looks like times ticking for you..

    Jimmy King looks behind him and Ghost is standing there perfectly fine. It scares the shit out of Jimmy King. He storms away in fear.

    ---------

    The two begin trading video clips of them talking to the other in the weeks of Crossfire leading to Back in Business.

    The Nameless: It’s an inevitable cycle. The sun will rise each and every day, only to be vanquished the oncoming night. A new dawn will spark across the sky just like you...But if you won't get up anymore at Back in Business?

    Ghost: I'll never be brought down by the likes of you.

    You either turn to the dark, or you get crushed by it. Every, single, day… ends in darkness.

    Ghost: But every night ends in dawn.


    "Hail to the King" hits and the arena lights darken with red lights swirling around. The fans begin booing almost instantly, even before The Nameless steps out through the curtain. Brandishing a kendo stick in one hand and a black bag filled with something in the other, he greets the hostile crowd with a sadistic grin. He lifts the kendo stick and points it at the fans, moving back and forth over the sea of humanity before he starts down the ramp to the ring. Several fans in the front row throw objects at the self-proclaimed king, but The Nameless pays them no mind, lost in his own lunacy. He starts to climb into the ring, then drops down and walks around ringside to the ring announcer's table where he sets the mystery bag, tied off with a piece of white cord. Sam McDonald leans forward to inspect the bag, but The Nameless cracks his kendo stick on the table, snapping McDonald back. The Nameless aims the tip of the weapon at McDonald, then moves it down the line to each and every announcer, before he turns and rolls into the ring. Once inside, The Nameless aims the weapon at the stage, waiting for the arrival of the Ghost.


    Sam McDonald: Did you see that?! He almost took my hand off!


    Harry Baxter: Definitely no touching, Sam.


    The crowd is abuzz as The Nameless paces back and forth in the ring, still brandishing his kendo stick and a sickening grin across his face. Seconds pass and the crowd becomes restless. Some begin a small 'Ghost clap clap clapclapclap' chant which quickly gains momentum and sweeps across the crowd. In the ring, Nameless laughs hysterically, egging on the crowd and seemingly feeding his own lunacy as he stares up the ramp to the stage. That's when the lights in the arena go out and fans all over the building raise their lighters. The tron buzzes to life as a powerful voice speaks through the sound system, filling the arena.





    As the music hits, the lights inside the arena erupt into a sea of swirling white and blue. The fans roar as Ghost appears on the stage, his eyes locked on the ring and directly onto Nameless. Ghost starts down the ramp at a calm, deliberate pace, never once taking his eyes off of Nameless. In the ring, the Nameless draws an invisible line across the ring with his kendo stick, beckoning Ghost in. Ghost stops at the base of the ramp, just a few feet from the ring and he stares up at his opponent. Ghost begins to hop up and down, building the adrenaline in his system before he breaks for the ring, quickly rolling in under the bottom rope. The Nameless swings the kendo stick, but Ghost ducks and bounces off the rope, catching Nameless with a leaping shoulderblock.


    Last Man Standing
    The Nameless vs. Ghost
    (Writer-Wolf)


    The Nameless pops right back up, but Ghost is in his face with hard right hands. Two, three four and Nameless swings the kendo stick again but Ghost ducks, landing a bodyblow, then another right hand to the face. Another shot staggers Nameless, who swings the kendo stick and misses once again as Ghost ducks underneath and levels Nameless with a stiff clothesline. Still clutching his weapon, Nameless pops right back up. Ghost kicks him in the gut then backs up against the ropes and connects with a running kneelift, sending Nameless snapping as Ghost bounces off the opposite ropes and hits another big clothesline, sending Ghost's weapon flying. The crowd cheers as Nameless struggles back to his feet, staggering off-balance. Ghost connects with two more punches to the face and Nameless swings wild, missingly Ghost who ducks underneath and hits a spinout powerbomb in the center of the ring. Nameless pops up and there's no showboating as he bounces off the ropes and comes down hard with elbow drop, sending Nameless thrashing around the ring.Ghost locks in the Judgement Day. Ghost's eyes are shut tightly, pouring everything he's got into the submission hold as he wrenches back on King's legs. Nameless grabs at anything he can, trying to pull himself, along with Ghost's weight toward the ropes. The referee is with him every step of the way, but Ghost doesn't seem to make much headway. Nameless claws at Ghost's arms and hands, trying desperately to break the hold but Ghost just wrenches back even harder, letting out a roar. Ghost finally let's go and tells the referee to begin counting, hoping to end it early if possible.


    1...


    2...


    3...


    4...


    5...


    Nameless begins to stir.


    6...


    7...


    Nameless gets his hands under him, trying to push himself up onto all fours.


    8...


    Nameless is up to his knees and the referee calls for the match to continue. Ghost picks Nameless up and hits a forearm to the side of the head, then whips him across the ring and floors him with a back elbow to the face. Ghost picks him up again but Nameless surprises him with a rake of the eyes. He gets under Ghost, driving him back into the corner. Ghost's eyes go wide on impact, but Nameless hits a shot to the throat, before going back to the face with the right hands. Ghost gets a hand up to block King's punch and lands one of his own, then another and another. The crowd tries to fire Ghost up as he fights his way out of the corner behind those right hands but Nameless knees him in the stomach, then drives the side of Ghost's head into the turnbuckle after he tears down the protecting pad. Ghost goes down hard, holding his head as he rolls away.


    Sam McDonald: Both of these men are absolutely spent and somehow, they're still in there, still fighting!


    Nameless picks Ghost up and drives his elbow down onto the back of his head. Ghost down to a knee but Nameless pulls him back up and hits a snap suplex, linking it into a second snap suplex, then pulling him up to link it into another Northern Lights suplex. With Ghost down, the referee moves in to begin the count but Nameless just shoves him back out of the way. Nameless heads for his mystery bag and picks it up then holds it up high to show to the crowd. The fans boo as The Nameless begins to untie the bag, struggling a little with the rope holding it shut until he finally gets it open and plunges his hand inside. He pulls his hand out and grins, dropping a handful of thumbtacks onto the canvas. Nameless nods with that sick grin of his and dumps the entire bag onto the mat, covering a large section in thumbtacks. Meanwhile, Ghost struggles to his feet and Nameless gets into position, before he hammers Ghost with a stiff shot to the face. Another shot jellies Ghost's legs, threatening to send him falling back onto the tacks. Nameless connects with a third shot, but Ghost still hangs on. Nameless bounces off the ropes, looking for the knock-out blow but Ghost ducks. Nameless turns around and Ghost runs at him, clotheslining him over the top rope to the floor outside. Ghost drops down to a knee, but still holding onto the ropes. On the outside, Nameless crawls up the front of the announcer's table, trying to get his bearings about him. Ghost starts to climb out of the ring, but Nameless catches him with a shot to the face. Ghost lays along the ropes dazed and Nameless turns to the table he set up outside, dragging it closer.


    Sam McDonald: The Nameless can't have anything good in mind for that table..


    Nameless climbs onto the apron, grabbing Ghost's head and pulling him through the ropes and onto the apron as well. Glancing back at the table briefly, Nameless hooks Ghost up and lifts him up, suplexing him off the ring apron and through the table on the floor! The fans rush the front rows, wanting to get a look at the damage firsthand. The referee jumps out of the ring, checking both men as Nameless crawls out from the wreckage. The referee begins the count on Ghost..


    1...


    2...


    3...


    Ghost begins to shift a little bit, but is still not completely in there.


    4...


    5...


    6...


    Ghost tries to roll onto his side, getting his hands up to help push. Meanwhile, Nameless uses the ring stairs to help him get back to his feet, using them for constant support.


    7...


    8...


    Ghost pushes himself up slowly, still covered with debris from the demolished table. The referee stops the count and Nameless quickly moves in, stomping Ghost in the face, in the chest, kicking anything he can so long as it hurts Ghost. Nameless reaches down and picks Ghost up and drags him toward the ring before slamming Ghost's face into the metal ringpost. Ghost goes down to a knee and Nameless presses his head against the ringpost again before taking several steps back. Nameless runs at Ghost, kicking him directly in the head against the ringpost. Ghost melts down to the floor and Nameless tells the referee to start counting.


    1...


    2...


    3...


    4...


    Ghost blinks rapidly, trying to clear the cobwebs and get back into it.


    5...


    6...


    7...


    Ghost starts to sit up and Nameless doesn't wait, rushing him with another boot to the face. Nameless shoves the referee out of the way and picks Ghost up, slamming his face onto the ring apron. Nameless goes back to Ghost's injury, burying a forearm into Ghost's side, then another into his lower back. He slams Ghost's face into the ring apron again, then fires Ghost into the ring under the bottom rope. Nameless slides in and grabs hold of the top rope, using it for balance as he drops three quick kneedrops onto Ghost's back and shoulders. Nameless yells at the referee to get into the ring and orders him to begin counting.


    1...


    2...


    3...


    4...


    5...


    Ghost starts crawling slowly, but just a few inches.


    6...


    7...


    8...


    9...


    Ghost pushes himself up to all fours, using the ring ropes to help him. Nameless runs his hands through his hair, wondering what it's going to take to finish Ghost off for good. Nameless looks over to the thumbtacks and he grins. He picks Ghost up and drags him by the head toward the tacks. He hooks Ghost's arm, setting him up for a suplex onto the tacks. He lifts him up, but Ghost blocks the attempt. Nameless tries again but is blocked a second time. Ghost struggles to get free, firing a couple shots into King's mid-section but out of nowhere, Nameless hits DARKNESS FALLS! The crowd is stunned and Ghost is down in the center of the ring. Nameless grabs the referee, practically throwing him down as he screams for him to start counting.


    1...


    2...


    3...


    4...


    5...


    6...


    7...


    8...


    Ghost starts to move. The crowd is pleading for Ghost to get up, chanting his name. Nameless is down on his knees, eyes wide as he stares at Ghost.


    9...


    Sam McDonald: He's up!


    Harry Baxter: How the hel..


    Sam McDonald: He ain't human!


    Harry Baxter: Could he cut it any closer?!


    Sam McDonald: Ghost getting up with just a fraction of a second left and The Nameless is livid! The referee's checking on Ghost and he's still got some life left yet!


    Harry Baxter: The Nameless has to be wondering what it's going to take to keep Ghost down and quite frankly, I'm starting to wonder the same thing..


    Ghost rolls onto his stomach, but is moving slowly. The Nameless is ripping at his own hair, looking around the ring for something, anything to use on Ghost. Nameless goes to the ring apron, climbing up to the top rope where he perches himself, measuring Ghost carefully as Ghost tries to push himself back up. Ghost is shaky, but he manages to get to his feet again. He looks around for Nameless and turns around just as Nameless leaps off the top rope but Ghost manages to catch him on his shoulders and stumble backwards, turning it into a Samoan Drop onto the thumbtacks!


    Sam McDonald: Into the tacks!


    Harry Baxter: He pin-cushioned him!


    King's body convulses as the tacks sink deep into his skin. Ghost rolls off and gets to his feet, looking down as Nameless is still writhing in agony. Ghost grabs Nameless by the hair and drags him to his feet, immediately getting underneath him and hitting a spinebuster and driving Nameless back into the thumbtacks at full force this time!


    Sam McDonald: Nameless goes into the tacks again! Good Lord!!


    Ghost pops back up, the adrenaline pumping as he stares down at his own arm, seeing several tacks stuck in his skin. Nameless wobbles as he drags himself up again, unable to even stand up fully as pain lances at him from all sides. Riddled with tacks, Nameless glares at Ghost as Ghost boots him in the gut and hits DARKNESS FALLS! Nameless is crawling on the mat and Ghost leaves the ring to get his signature baseball bay. Ghost is back in the ring and The Nameless is on his feet clutching the kendo stick. The Nameless runs at Ghost swinging with the kendo stick and Ghost is charging at him with the baseball bat. They meet in the center of the ring. Nameless break the kendo stick over Ghost's head AND GHOST SMASHES THE NAMELESS MASK INTO PIECES WITH HIS BASEBALL BAT! Nameless is down! Ghost is down! The crowd is going bananas! And the referee begins counting!


    1...


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    7...


    Ghost gets to the ropes, using them to pull himself up to his knees. He looks back at Jimmy King, needing the ropes just to keep himself somewhat vertical.


    8...


    9...


    10!!!

    Winner: Ghost


    The announcers are silent. The crowd is insane and Ghost's music hits. Looking around at the crowd, Ghost can't help but smile as he raises a fist in victory, drawing more cheers from the audience. EMTs rush out and head for the ring to check on Ghost who is still down and not moving.


    Sam McDonald: For a long time, Ghost's been fighting to make Crossfire a better place. I believe that tonight was a major step towards accomplishing that goal..



    ----------------------------------------




    The camera's cut backstage to the parking lot just as a purple Lamborghini Gallardo pulls in. Some fans admire the exotic Italian Supercar, before the boo's begin as Executive Excellence's own Danny Toner steps out of the car. He walks around to the passengers side and opens the door for one Gabrielle Montgomery which just causes the boos to grow even louder. Many fans do whistle though as she steps out in a little purple dress, that leaves much of her legs bare and presents her cleavage to us. She tussles her brunette hair, slides the gold FWA World Championship over her shoulder and then hand in hand with Toner struts down the hallway with her caramel complexion glistening under the lights.

    Danny Toner: So...that little warm up do you good.

    Gabrielle: Very good, very, very good. After all has gone to plan we'll have to celebrate the both of us being Champions.

    There's a short but passionate kiss before they go their separate ways.




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    Piers Gallagher: It's about damn time we got the floor from those Crossfire goons.

    Langdon Trafford: Shannon O'Neal made history when she defeated Gabrielle Montgomery at Trial By Fire. But Taylor Toxic is the next new big thing in the FWA, and Shannon is the hunter instead of the hunter. When Taylor Toxic was close to winning against Gabrielle herself, the FWA Women's Champion made sure that wouldn't happen. A story of the present versus the future became a little more personal after that.


    TRIAL BY FIRE 2014


    Main Event
    Shannon O'Neal vs. Gabrielle Montgomery


    .....


    Climbing over the barricade slowly, Shannon has crawled away as Gabrielle walks in behind her grabbing another handful of her hair looking to shove her face first into the flames once again. Managing to fight away, again, Gabrielle looks a bit frustrated as she picks Shannon up to her feet and from out of nowhere, Shannon hits a dropkick which shoves Gabrielle back into the side of the ring as she hits the steel post and we realize that her left shoulder is caught on fire.

    Langdon Trafford:

    SHANNON WON! SHANNON O'NEAL WON!



    Sam McDonald:

    I...I don..



    Langdon Trafford:
    What have we witnessed?

    The entire crowd receives a very dark hush, sort of a euphoric one, as the announcing team goes softly quiet.


    Winner: Shannon O'Neal


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    March 20 FIGHT NIGHT



    David Weinstock: This is for a chance to face Shannon O'Neal, the FWA Women's Champion!

    Alessandra rolls to the apron and Taylor Toxic hits her "Necro Maker" finisher on a still-droggy Saddle Sally and covers!
    ...................1.......................2......................3!


    Winner: Taylor Toxic


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    April 10 FIGHT NIGHT


    Non-title match
    Gabrielle Montgomery vs. Taylor Toxic

    ...

    Taylor gets a run, hitting a back body drop and then a head scissors takedown. Shannon removes the headset and rises in her chair. Taylor Toxic lands a beautiful double underhook throwing suplex and Gabrielle is reeling. Gabrielle locks her arms around the ropes, distracting the referee, and Shannon grabs Taylor's foot and trips her!

    Taylor Toxic falls to her knee, and turns to find Shannon O'Neal holding her hands up. Taylor turns, and meets a swift kick to the head from Gabrielle Montgomery!


    Langdon Trafford: I don't believe it! Shannon O'Neal, the Women's Champ, just cost Taylor Toxic her opening! All the stuff she said was bull!

    Piers Gallagher: YES! That'll show this rookie!


    Gabrielle grabs Taylor by the neck, and finishes her with the Widow's Peak DDT. She pins easily, hardly hooking the far leg.
    .................1......................2......................3


    Winner: Gabrielle Montgomery


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    Video clips go back and forth with Shannon and Taylor Toxic exchanging words on the final Fight Night before Back in Business.



    Shannon lifts the FWA Women's Championship belt above her head. She smiles as the announcers hype up her next challenger and tonight's tag team partner, Taylor Toxic.


    "I was protecting this because I couldn't let Taylor Toxic do what I've done, beat Gabrielle. It's a necessary evil to achieve a greater good. The women's championship does not need to go anywhere but my shoulder, my waist, my locker room, my closet. And if that means denying Taylor Toxic of a win against the great and wonderful and powerful Gabrielle Montgomery ..."


    "Now, while it is true you didnt exactly benefit me with in the confines of that match itself, you showed me something even better....You showed me your fear."


    "I was protecting this..."



    An image of Shannon O'Neal holding up the FWA Women's Championship is the final scene in this video preview.

    A calming noise claims the crowd in the four seconds between the end of the video and the start of "Drain the Blood" by The Distillers. The crowd gives a light pop when the challenger appears from behind the entrance way and sports her tattoos and dark hair. She is the FWA's version of Lita and engages with the fans before entering the ring.


    Langdon Trafford: This now doubt will be the biggest match of Taylor Toxic's young FWA career.


    "Feels like the first time" by Foreigner plays and the crowd lets out a loud reaction, half cheers and half boos, toward the blond hair, tattoo-wearing rock star, the FWA Women's Champion. Shannon O'Neal comes to the appearance of all the fans and puts on a restless smile, and then peers a hole into her opponent. She ignores the outstretched arms of the fans to remain focused on the task at hand, and slides into the ring.


    Piers Gallagher: For everything people have said about Shannon defeating Gabrielle, she also has defended her title twice. If she wins tonight, that makes three times. She is becoming one of the fixtures in the FWA.


    Shannon hands the belt to the referee, and her and Taylor Toxic immediately begin jawing back and forth. It's mostly Taylor leading the trashtalking, and Taylor even lands a shove right to the chest of Shannon O'Neal. The champion, though, smiles and lets it go, ready for the bell to ring.



    FWA Women's Championship
    Shannon O'Neal (c) vs. Taylor Toxic



    When the bell rings, the two females come together in a strong grapple that results in scratching and probably some light hair pulling. Shannon O'Neal gains the upper hand with a nice arm twist, but Taylor Toxic counters with her own. Shannon yanks Taylor toward her and with one leg gets a double-leg takedown before riding the challenger to the neck. Shannon transitions to a cradle, but Taylor rolls through and is there with a lariat takedown.

    Taylor Toxic grabs Shannon by the hair and leans her against the ropes. A backhand chop begins a series of five, with the crowd giving the Ric Flair "wooooooo" through each. The sixth misses the mark as Shannon dodges and lands a karate-style kick to the shin and a few stiff punches to the jaw. The self-proclaimed "fighter" continues on with the jabs and hooks, backing Taylor against the turnbuckle. Shannon whips Taylor across the ring and follows close behind for a corner clothesline. Taylor is groggy, stumbling out the corner, and Shannon is there for a running Thez press off the ropes! Shannon repeatedly punches Taylor and slams her head into the mat before trying to get a quick pinfall victory.
    ...................1........................Kick out


    Langdon Trafford: Shannon O'Neal said she fears losing her Women's Championship. That quick pinfall attempt shows it. She wants to get done quick with this match.


    Shannon tries for a snap suplex but Taylor counters with a throat thrust and a two-handed bulldog! Taylor Toxic stays on her knees for about five seconds to recuperate while Shannon remains face down on the ground, trying to shake the cobwebs and the pain from her nose. Taylor is there with a stomp of the boot into Shannon's upper back. A second stomp and then a double foot stomp has Shannon back down on the mat. Taylor Toxic grabs Shannon by the leg and pulls her into the middle of the ring. She looks around to the crowd, which begins rising to its feet, and tries an early "Anarchists Cookbook" (curb stomp) finisher, but Shannon moves her head early and hits a surprise release belly-to-back suplex! Taylor's neck hit the canvas first as she lays under the ropes in possible injury pain. The ref checks on her and keeps the match going, Shannon pushing up after the surge of energy for the momentum-swinging move.

    The defending champion walks over to Taylor, who lands a possum kick to the stomach. Taylor lands a second as Shannon hunches over and turns. Taylor hits a spinning wheel kick when Shannon turns back around and kneels down to cover!
    ...................1.......................2....Kick out!

    It's Shannon O'Neal once more on the defense as Taylor Toxic grabs her by the hair and whips her into the ropes. Shannon ducks a cactus clothesline and hits a standing dropkick! Taylor stumbles through the middle and bottom ropes and lands on the apron. When she gets up, Shannon lands ANOTHER standing dropkick and Taylor flies back and lands on the outside floor padding!


    Piers Gallagher: Shannon is more for keeping Taylor at a distance, while the challenger wants the action close.


    Shannon watches from the ring as Taylor tries to get back in by a 10 count. When it seems the challenger will do so, Shannon tries a new move, a baseball slide, but Taylor sidesteps and lands a cactus clothesline to knock Shannon down. Taylor realizes she can't win the title via countout and quickly resets the ref's count at seven. Shannon remains down but lands a right hand to the abs, and a few clubbing punches, somewhat week but going for quantity over quality, down into the upper spine. Shannon doesn't care about countouts and flings Taylor hard into the ring steps, causing a crashing loud sound as the steps scatter and Taylor lays on the ground. Shannon grabs her and walks her around the ring, against the ref's orders, but Taylor rakes the eyes and shoves Shannon face first into the ring post!!!

    Taylor is hunched over, catching her breath, and Shannon is down on the ground with her hands covering her forehead and eyes closes. Taylor grabs Shannon and rolls her back into the ring, seeing a chance to win the title. Taylor waits until Shannon is crawling before aiming for another "Anarchists Cookbook" finisher, but Shannon turns around after playing possum and catches Taylor with her legs around Shannon's neck and plants her with a spinning powerbomb!!!


    Piers Gallagher: THAT'S THE TURNING POINT!


    Shannon quickly goes for the pinfall!
    ...................1.......................2................KICK OUT!


    Shannon thought it was over right there, and the entire crowd did as well. Shannon grabs Taylor by the neck and goes for another powerbomb, this one reversed by Taylor with a back body drop! Taylor lands a roundhouse kick to the side of the skull when Shannon tries getting up, and Taylor might have a victory here as Shannon isn't moving!
    ...................1........................2....................ALMOST!!!


    Langdon Trafford: Taylor Toxic must feel like she could've felt the title in her hands.


    The crowd lets out an audible "ooooooooh" after Shannon got her shoulder up and the ref called it a two-and-three-quarters count. Shannon tries reaching for the ropes, and Taylor grabs Shannon by the legs and tries pulling her to the middle of the ring. Shannon remains holding the ropes and finally Taylor just swings her lower body up and throws it down into the canvas. Shannon is hurting at the knees and Taylor lands a few more stomps into the lower spine before grabbing Shannon by the neck. Taylor Toxic walks Shannon into the middle of the ring and flips Shannon onto Taylor's back for the "Necromaker" (belly-to-back piledriver) finisher!


    Langdon Trafford: HERE IT IS! TAYLOR IS GOING TO WIN THE MATCH!


    Shannon, though, flips and lands with her feet on the mat, gets out from Taylor's grip and lands a shove into the ropes and a kick to the stomach! Taylor falls to one knee and Shannon quickly runs off the ropes and hits the "Paradise City" (bicycle kick) finisher!!!
    ...................1.........................2......................3!


    Piers Gallagher: Fear...vanquished!


    Winner and STILL FWA Women's Champion: Shannon O'Neal (Match time: 16:28)

    Shannon O'Neal raises her hands into the air in triumph after defeating Taylor Toxic and retaining the FWA Women's Championship, which she receives from the referee. Shannon shows tears in her eyes, some sprinkling down her cheek as rolls out of the ring and walks to one of the rows of fans.


    Langdon Trafford: Oh, this is a special moment. Shannon's parents...

    Piers Gallagher: Get ready for the feels, guys.


    There are two empty seats along the front row, and Shannon kneels down in front the steel barricade and hangs her head, sobbing without control before offering a smile and raising her arms into the air. The fans cheer, applauding both girls' efforts as Taylor Toxic comes to her consciousness and sits with her arms in her lap, breathing heavy and watching Shannon on the outside with a stone cold look of exhaustion.













    Langdon Trafford: Cryos and James "Eyesnsane" Hughes both had chances to win the FWA North American Championship. Both lost to the champ, "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson. But when Hughes declined a chance to win it on the Fight Night when it was defended the whole show, Cryos was there to tell Hughes he was weak -- and to tell him who the real top contender was.

    Piers Gallagher: But Hughes wouldn't go quietly, and after a run of victories, it's Hughes against Cryos with a shot at the North American title on the line.




    Carnal Contendership 2015


    FWA North American Championship
    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson (c) vs. Cryos



    Waiting patiently, Stevenson very slowly manages to get to his feet and as he turns around -- Cryos jumps off but in mid air, Stevenson, using his left arm manages to hit the Final Conflict which causes Cryos' head to bounce off the canvas incredibly hard, almost looking as if he is knocked unconscious. Falling on top of Cryos' lifeless body, Stevenson, using his left arm, pulls back on his leg to the best of his ability which is not very far.


    One...


    Two...


    THREE!!!


    Langdon Trafford: That was the closest Stevenson has come to losing the title! Cryos gave him his best challenge yet!


    Winner and STILL the FWA North American Champion: Drew Stevenson!

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    FIGHT NIGHT 3/27/2015


    Eyesnsane: So, it seems tonight that our general manager, has put the North American title on the line for the entire night. I hear that's what happens when you can't be brought to heel. This is meant to be a night of punishment for Stevenson. By that logic we all are supposed to do the bosses dirty work for him.


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    FWA North American Championship
    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson (c) vs. Cryos vs. "Living Mythology" Jason Gryphon



    Gryphon stumbles back and Cryos hits his "Pulling the Trigger" finisher in the center of the ring!!! But "The Emerald" comes behind Cryos swings him around and hits the "Final Conflict" sitout rock bottom and pins Cryos!
    .................1.......................2........................3!


    Winner and STILL FWA North American Champion: "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson


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    Eyesnsane: I am nobody's tool. I'm not in the mood to be pushed around like some kind of play thing. I'm no coward, I don't need any cheap shot tactics to win my title. I'm a man and as a man I'm going to face whoever is the champion, eye to eye and face to face.


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    April 17 FIGHT NIGHT


    *"Clap For The Killers" plays and the crowd’s cheering turns to jeering as Eyesnsane turns to the entranceway to see Cryos, dressed to fight, walking down the ramp, microphone in hand. Eyesnsane looks a little upset at being interrupted, but Cryos doesn’t seem to care about that or the reaction he’s getting from the fans. Cryos steps in the ring and leans against the ropes as he looks Eyesnsane up and down.*

    Cryos: Is that how getting title shots around here works? You just come out and politely ask the Champion for one? And here I thought that they went to those worthy of them. I guess since you’re out here begging for a chance, that’s clearly not the case.



    Eyesnsane: First, I am nobodies lap dog, I don't come running when Princeton snaps his fingers. I am a warrior, week in and week out, I fight for what I get, and remain beholden to none while doing it. When i become champion it won't be because of a cheap shot, politics, or having it handed to me. I don't need to take the low road and short cuts, like some.


    Cryos: Yeah, you say all that. But I think I know the real reason you didn’t go for it.


    *Cryos gets off the ropes and comes face to face with Eyesnsane, who doesn’t back away an inch.*


    Cryos: I think you didn’t take your shot out of fear.

    ......

    *Cryos drops the microphone and Eyesnsane and Cryos start brawling! Neither one really has the upper hand, but the two are fighting tooth and nail with each other until a slew of officials and security come between them and separate them to opposite corners of the ring. Eyesnsane and Cryos are trying to fight off everyone in front of them, screaming at each other before a referee slides in the ring and signals to the announcer that the match scheduled between the two is off.



    "I ain't wired right" by Twista begins playing and the crowd explodes with a loud ovation when James "Eyesnsane" Hughes appears wearing no shirt, showing his rock hard midsection, and white kickboxing pants with a black belt and no shoes. He walks through the aisle of fans with outstretched arms but seems motivated and focused as he slides into the ring.


    Langdon Trafford: James Hughes has no doubt been on quite a run lately. He has wins against Michael Garcia, Jason Gryphon and others. Can he keep it going tonight, with a chance to earn a shot at the next step, the North American Championship?


    "Clap for the Killers" by Street Sweeper Social Club interrupts Hughes' introduction, and Cryos is there appearing through the entrance way. James Hughes rolls out the ring and sprints up the aisle, ready to physically greet Cryos!


    Piers Gallagher: No sense in waiting to find the answer! Here we go, boys!


    They trade blows left and right as the referee tries to corrall the action back into the ring. Eyesnsane slams Cryos' face into the steel fan barricade before landing repeated elbow shots. He finally flings Cryos toward the ring, but Cryos reverses it and Hughes goes back first into the side of the apron. Cryos lands body shots before the ref orders the match into the ring, and Cryos lands one more cheap hook to the jaw before sliding in and waiting for James Hughes. The boos rain down on Cryos, who smirks and prepares himself in his corner like an assassin.


    Number one contendership to FWA North American Championship
    Cryos vs. James "Eyesnsane" Hughes



    Cryos quickly lands a running kick to the knee when the bell rings and subdues James Hughes in his corner. Cryos keeps Hughes down with stomps and kicks to the knees until Hughes is laying down below the turnbuckle and a boot to the throat region while the referee counts to three and forces Cryos to release. The assassin doesn't let that happen for long, though, with more of the same to wear "Eyesnsane" down as long as he can. Cryos grabs James Hughes by the neck and leans him against the ropes for knife-hand chops, a series of them starting with his left hand and switching back and forth. Hughes has a red mark across his African American chest after the barrage of chops, and Cryos allows Hughes to fall to his knees before one last kick to the side of the head.


    Langdon Trafford: Cryos is quickly going for a pin here. One...kickout!


    Cryos grabs James Hughes and locks in a front head lock. He keeps the lock in place for about 10 seconds before attempting a swinging neckbreaker! "Eyesnsane" counters by staying up, landing a kick to the abs and surprising Cryos with a leg hook reverse STO! James Hughes lands his first offense of the match and has Cryos down momentarily, enough to grab a breather and recover from the early onslaught.

    James Hughes is up first, and lands a series of forearms across the face until Cryos is against the ropes. James Hughes makes the mistake of trying a whip across the ring, and Cryos counters with a pull-in and back body drop. Cryos pounces quickly with more kicks to the upper spine before applying a Fujiwara armbar submission! Cryos has the hold locked in while James Hughes tries to do anything he can with his free arm to get away. Finally, he is able to turn to his back and pull Cryos back for an awkward cradle.
    .............1..............Cryos leans back over...only to quickly be placed into the cradle a second time. ...............1...................2.......Cryos kicks free and releases the hold.

    Cryos grabs James Hughes by the leg and slides behind. "Eyesnsane" tries stomping into the face but can't find the target, and Cryos uses the discombobulation to hit a backstabber! Cryos remains in control despite Hughes' best efforts to gain momentum, and Cryos continues the assault of aggressive stomps into a grounded Hughes. He finishes with a double foot stomp to the back and rolls Hughes to a face-up spot and hooks the far leg.
    .....................1..........................2..................Cloooooser.

    Cryos makes a mistake and allows Hughes time to recover. He grabs Hughes around the neck and tries flinging him into the turnbuckle, but the former Young Lions champion fights back with kicks to the abs. Hughes lands a turnbuckle/rope-aided dropkick to Cryos' knees and then a rope-aided frankensteiner! Hughes gets the crowd into things for the first time after the move as he wipes the sweat from his forehead and continues against a droggy Cryos. "Eyesnsane" shows his brawler side with swiping forearms across the jaw and nose of his foe, and follows with a cradle piledriver attempt, but Cryos counters with snake eyes into the turnbuckle and a three-quarter facelock Russian leg sweep!


    David Weinstock: Any time James Hughes gets anything going, Cryos is there to thwart it and regain momentum and control of this match. Hughes hasn't been able to sustain much offense for a long time.

    Piers Gallagher: Cryos is a technician, and that includes his defense.


    Cryos grabs Hughes by the wrist and pulls him to his feet, yanking him into the center of the ring. It's there where Cryos tries an inverted headlock backbreaker, but Hughes counters early enough to hit an atomic drop! Cryos stumbles away, turns and meets a leaping lariat clothesline from Hughes! Cryos rolls out the ring and "Eyesnsane" feels a rush of energy as he gets the crowd firmly into the match for the first time! Eyesnsane follows Cryos and lands clubbing blows into the upper spine, chasing Cryos around the ring for a second time tonight. Hughes charges but Cryos lands a back elbow to the nose. Hughes is against the steel fan barricade and Cryos charges, only for Hughes to hit a spinning spinebuster that plants Cryos back first into the steel barricade!!!


    Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!


    Piers Gallagher: That...Oh my that hurt me watching it!


    Hughes and Cryos are leaning against a leaning steel blocker separating competitors and paying fans. Hughes begins delivering stuff punches to the forehead of Cryos, who remains laying against the barricade that is still locked with the parts on either side of it. Hughes lands one more and steps back. Cryos remains on the barricade and Eyesnsane runs and hits a flashing elbow ONTO Cryos!!!! THE BARRICADE FALLS OVER AND THE FANS BACK AWAY, CHEERING LIKE MADMEN AS CRYOS AND EYESNSANE LAY ON THE GROUND!!!


    David Weinstock: THAT WAS RECKLESS! SHEER RECKLESS FROM HUGHES!

    Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!


    The crowd is going nuts as Eyesnsane and Cryos remain on the ground. The referee finally begins counting. Both men begin moving, showing signs of life. "Eyesnsane" is first up and grabs Cryos by the neck. He yanks him over stumbling to the ring side of the silver barricades. Eyesnsane follows and rolls Cryos into the ring, and then holds his lower back as he tends to his own pains.


    Crowd: EYES-N-SANE! EYES-N-SANE! EYES-N-SANE!


    Eyesnsane rolls in and quickly runs off the ropes and lands a running knee to a hunched-over Cryos' ribs. The heel falls and Hughes drops to his knees and covers!


    Langdon Trafford: This is it! Eyesnsane going for the win! ONE..............TWO...........OH WAIT...CRYOS COUNTERS!


    Cryos grabs James Hughes around the armpit during the pinfall and changes it to The Spirit Breaker submission! Cryos has it locked in and Hughes is in the middle of the ring! Hughes is fighting, fighting, fighting...and inching closer to a foot being under the ropes!!!


    Piers Gallagher: This was the move Cryos used so often when he first joined FWA! We haven't seen it in months!


    Cryos applies the hold harder, and Hughes leans back in pain. He makes one last lunge of three body squirms until finally has a foot touching the bottom rope! Cryos must release...


    David Weinstock: Hughes has been taken for a punishment in this one. Cryos seems determined.


    James Hughes lays on the mat holding his arm while Cryos stands above him. Cryos looks to the crowd and motions that he's finishing it. But "Eyesnsane" grabs the foot of Cryos, takes him down with a double leg takedown and locks in "Twister" (heel hook)!!! The crowd comes to life as Cryos is in the middle of the ring and in danger of losing! "Eyesnsane" keeps the hold applied and getting stronger and stronger, more intense, while Cryos crawls his way toward the ropes. Cryos tries staying alive but Hughes tries pulling him back into the center of the ring. Cryos turns to his back and lands one swift forearm to the face, joggling Hughes a bit. Cryos gets up, stumbling, and locks an arm around Hughes' neck and plants him with "Pulling the Trigger" (twisting brainbuster).


    Langdon Trafford: There it is! Cryos hits his finishing move!


    ..............1....................2........................3


    Winner: Cryos (Match time: 17:57)


    Cryos rolls out the ring and walks around the outside, catching his breath. The crowd groans as he unlikable character takes the victory while the fan-favorite James "Eyesnsane" Hughes lays in the center of the ring. Cryos looks inside and walks to the ring announcer and demands the microphone.


    Langdon Trafford: Oh, what now?

    Piers Gallagher: Cryos has earned a chance to speak. He's the new Number one contender to the North American Championship, for cryin' out loud!


    Cryos walks around a corner of the ring, staring in at Hughes.


    Cryos: I told you, James, on Fight Night you weren't worthy of another shot at the North American Championship. I proved it tonight. Now, I'm saying it here, I get a title chance. And I'm going to use it ... this next Fight Night. I have earned that shot, to use it whenever, and I'm saying it now. I'm using it.


    Cryos tosses the microphone back in the direction of the ring announcer, Kurt Harrington, and leaves the ring area with James Hughes still recovering inside. Cryos never looks back, only walking back through the entrance aisle and exiting to the backstage area with his plans set and announced.


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    We go backstage to where Amy Duke is standing by with the FWA World Heavyweight Champion, Ryan Rondo. Rondo looks calm and is sharply dressed to mark the occasion. Duke can't help but stare at him for a moment - being caught up in some sort of daze. She either finds him attractive or is absent minded. Who knows.

    Amy Duke: I'm here with FWA Champion, Ryan Rondo!

    The crowd can be heard cheering in the background, as Rondo looks at the camera with a weird look on his face as Duke doesn't seem to know the difference between the two world title belts in the FWA. She thrusts the mic a bit too close to him before realising she never asked anything and thus brings it back to herself.

    Amy Duke: Tonight, you have a huge task ahead of yourself, Ryan! You've got to beat three other men to stay the champion... how will you do it!?

    Ryan Rondo looks puzzled but looks straight at the camera as the mic is thrust back to him.

    Ryan Rondo: Look, tonight... is going to be a momentous occasion. I've never had that Back in Business moment where I feel truly part of the show. It's always been something considered to be unmonumental or a loss. But tonight that changes. I've been here for six years. I've waited for my time and my time comes tonight. I'm the defending champion... and I will stay the champion after tonight. Wolf doesn't frighten me. PAJ cannot pull any more tricks out of his sleeve. And Devin Golden ... well, let's just say the student became the master at the Carnal Contendership...

    Amy Duke: You and Devin have a long history! You two are up there as one of the greatest tag teams along the likes of V and V, Aut Pax Aux Bellum and many more. I always wondered - do you think you two were a better team than say Whyte Thunder and Maroon Monsoon?

    Rondo again gives her a confused look. Duke clearly has instructions yelled in her ear.

    Amy Duke: Oh, silly question, we all know that Sunset-Sunrise were better! You've spoken alot in the past few months about everything going on... do you have anything left to say before tonight?

    Ryan Rondo: I said that I would win the Carnal Contendership. I did. I said that when I faced Gabrielle, I would beat her. I did. And I said that I would leave Back in Business as a world champion... and I will. There's nothing else left for me to say. It's time for me to show you that I will always back up my claims. Wolf, PAJ and Devin Golden - they think they know me. They think they have the answers. This a different ballgame entirely. They'll realise that later tonight....

    Rondo walks off as Duke stares at his back as he leaves... perhaps she is looking at something else.

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    Langdon Trafford: RevELution beat TnT again! Danny Toner and Marcus Thane just can't get it!


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    Langdon Trafford: The match ends in controversy! Randy Ramon and Ayla El are the champs but TnT are furious! We're out of time, folks! When will this rivalry end?!


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    FIGHT NIGHT BEFORE WINTER WASTELAND


    Danny Toner and Drew Stevenson stand side by side, ready to face Thomas Princeton and Christian Quinn. The arena is buzzing with anticipation on the Fight Night before Winter Wasteland and the Princeton-Stevenson match!

    Danny Toner is ready to fight alongside Stevenson, and he turns and takes a chair shot right into the back of Drew Stevenson!


    Langdon Trafford: What in the hell?! Danny Toner is a member of Executive Excellence!

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    CARNAL CONTENDERSHIP 2015

    FWA Tag Team Championships
    RevELution (c) vs. Executive Excellence (Christian Quinn and Danny Toner)

    ......

    Toner dodges it and Toner grabs her for the closing statement but Ayla El slips out of it and spins right into a bitch kick! Toner flops to the mat. Ayla El hooks the leg! Quinn runs in but Randy Ramon is there and spears Quinn to the mat to protect his tag partner 1...2...3!

    Winners AND STILL FWA Tag Team Champions: RevELution via pinfall


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    March 23 CROSSFIRE

    FWA Tag Team Championships
    Tornado Tag match
    RevELution (c) vs. The Movement (Humanity and Nightmare)

    ......

    Nightmare slides in and immediately hits "Bad Dreams" on Ramon!!!

    Sam McDonald
    : The Movement is in control! They might win the titles right here!

    Nightmare kneels down and hooks "Rockstar" Randy Ramon's legs! Humanity guards the pinfall!

    ...............1....................2...................3!!!

    Harry Baxter: NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! MY GOD! REVELUTION'S REIGN FINALLY ENDS!

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    Humanity : Toner, I did in one try what you couldn't in four.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHcEFB7D6WU

    "GET UP FOR THE MONEY,

    FOR THE POWER,

    THE FAME....

    WE NEED IT, NEED IT!"


    The opening, facemelting riff of "Money, Power, Fame" by Don Broco begins bellowing out across the Rose Bowl as the entire crowd begins a surprising cheer as they get to their feet for Danny Toner and "The Instant Classic" Christian Quinn, the men of Executive Excellence - who come out onto their stage with their gamefaces on... and their sharpest attires. Quinn walks down the ramp, trying not to let anyone touch him whilst Toner is caught with a pen signing the bosom of a few females. Both men smirk as they make their way to the ring before posing on the apron and getting in - the crowd still cheers for them although a few faint boos can be heard.


    Langdon Trafford: After four tries, Danny Toner has yet to win the tag team championships. Christian Quinn and Danny Toner had a chance at Carnal Contendership. They failed. The Movement succeeded, ending RevELution's reign as champs. Now it's Executive Excellence against The Movement. The last time they faced, way back at Winter Wasteland, it ended in a draw, a double pinfall. They both became top contenders.

    Sam McDonald: And the fear of failure is becoming more than just a singular loss for Danny Toner. He is doubting himself, wondering if he has the ability to succeed and win the titles. He failed with Marcus Thane three times. He failed with Christian Quinn once. Will the fifth time be the charm?


    Executive Excellence are in the ring, talking strategy to one another, when suddenly the lights go out...

    Harry Baxter:
    Wh-what happened to the lights!? Did we get a power outage!?

    Sam McDonald: I'm not sure what's going on but... but... what the...?

    Langdon Trafford: Look over at the screen!!!

    The screen blinks a small line in the upper left corner, as if in a DOS-screen. Suddenly, letters begin to appear until a phrase is bolded out onto the screen...


    WHAT A HORRIBLE NIGHT TO HAVE A CURSE

    Suddenly, a voice from nowhere speaks loudly, much to the surprise of spectators and Executive Excellence.

    Some spectators who've watched CWA in the past shriek loudly in a cacophony of cheers and applause, knowing who it is behind the voice.

    Harry Baxter: Don't tell me he's in FWA...



    Suddenly, a man walks out, portly in figure, but under the blue spotlight, he's incredibly pale. However, the nostalgic cheers from the CWA side grow more and more in volume, as Executive Excellence are baffled.

    Langdon Trafford: I-I can't believe my eyes!!! It's Mark Olsworth! I thought he was dead!!!

    Sam McDonald: Th-that's the man who taught Humanity everything!!!

    Olsworth walks down to the center of the ramp, staring daggers into Executive Excellence, who are shifting back & forth, caught off guard by the inherent mind games. Behind him, are cloaked figures. They hold up torches, giving the dark arena a glow of evil. They make arches with the sticks of fire, and the arena grows dark once again as the blue spotlight dims.

    Harry Baxter: I-I don't know what's going on, but I can't recall the last time we've had something like this!

    Sam McDonald: B-but the question is, where in the hell is Humanity and Nightmare. Surely they have to be here...

    The chant finishes as we are met with silence. We hear Danny Toner shouting his lungs off for The Movement to show up like men, and Christian Quinn remains stoic, quietly watching from the apron. Then...



    This strange series of rising and declining notes with interludes of sputters and pained moans plays around the arena, as everyone now is confused to hell. However, the spotlight goes to the entrance of the stage. There he is! Humanity. His face appears painted white, with bloody tears coming from his eyes. He walks methodically, with Nightmare coming in from the back behind him. Under the arches they walk, until they come to Olsworth. Humanity shakes his hand, welcoming back the man he once nearly killed, his former mentor, into his life. Nightmare jumps into the ring, smiling and laughing maniacally, as Humanity stoically stand on the apron, expressionless. The FWA Fight Night commentary team appears to be the team tackling this match as Baxter is shown to be absent from the commentary table.

    FWA Tag Team Championships
    The Movement (Humanity and Nightmare) (c) vs. Executive Excellence (Danny Toner and "The Instant Classic" Christian Quinn)

    (Written by Shake)

    Toner and Quinn remain puzzled at the presence of Olsworth as they try to make sense of what is going on. Unfazed, Quinn decides that he will start the match with Toner taking his position outside. HUMANITY takes the lead from Nightmare.

    Langdon Trafford: Not sure who I want to win here! We’ve got the apparent weirdos and then the straight up douches…

    Piers Gallagher:
    Me neither! Both teams are great! I have to pull for the boys from Fight Night, they are Princeton’s handpicked stablemates for a reason!

    Quinn and HUMANITY circle each other – HUMANITY passes by Toner and has a few choice words for him – Toner is already chomping at the bit to get his hands on him but no dice as Quinn and HUMANITY lock up. Quinn quickly takes the back but HUMANITY breaks the hold and then lands a throat jab to Quinn… stunning him for a moment as Olsworth applauds. He then kicks Quinn in the guy and lands a headbutt on him – causing him to recoil and stumble backwards. HUMANITY then makes the quick tag to Nightmare, they grab Quinn and irish whip him into their corner, taking turns at various kicks, jabs and headbutts.

    David Weinstock: This isn’t a good start by Christian Quinn, he’s allowed himself to be isolated already!

    Piers Gallagher:
    All part of the master plan, I am sure!

    Langdon Trafford: You really think Christian Quinn is as smart as he says he is?

    Piers Gallagher: Yes! He’s smarter than you anyway!

    Nightmare then grabs Quinn from the corner and looks to pull him towards him for a lariat but Quinn ducks it then smirks.

    Piers Gallagher:
    SEE!?

    Nightmare then responds to that with his second dose lariat to the back of Quinn’s head!

    Langdon Trafford: HA!

    David Weinstock:
    Quinn needs to make a tag soon. Danny Toner is looking fired up!

    Piers Gallagher: It doesn’t matter, both Toner and Quinn will win eventually! They’re just lulling them into a false sense of security! You really think these dimwits from Crossfire can outsmart Executive Excellence? PFFT.

    Quinn is struggling as he is down, Olsworth is looking very pleased at ringside whilst Toner is already calling out for a tag to be made. HUMANITY and Nightmare both smirk at Toner as Nightmare lands repeated knees to Quinn’s head as he lays on the mat – each knee drawing some cheers from the crowd.

    Langdon Trafford: The crowd are enjoying this! I always wondered which side they would be on? Is it truly Crossfire fans vs Fight Night fans right now?

    Piers Gallagher:
    Don’t be so stupid, Langdon, Crossfire has no fans! It’s the smart, sophisticated and cultured fans like me against people like you… idiots!

    Langdon Trafford: I never said I was a fan of the Movement!

    Piers Gallagher: Doesn’t change the fact you’re an idiot, though!

    Nightmare picks Quinn up as Olsworth barks instructions at him – he goes to HUMANITY and makes the tag, Nightmare restrains Quinn as HUMANITY nails him with a monstrous (Kane) uppercut to the chin before landing another headbutt as Nightmare lets go and is ushered out of the ring by the referee. HUMANITY then punts Quinn in the ribs with a soccer kick before dropping down and landing some punches from the mount position. He goes for a cover but Quinn kicks out almost instantly. Olsworth, again, shouts something at HUMANITY – who without hesitation suddenly starts trying to disfigure Quinn – going as far to attempt to bite him on the forehead but Quinn shoves him off and slowly but surely starts to climb to his feet using the ropes. HUMANITY runs at him and looks for a cactus clothesline but Quinn ducks under and sends HUMANITY flying over the ropes!

    David Weinstock: This could be a much needed break for Quinn, he needs to make that tag now!

    Quinn rests against the ropes as HUMANITY quickly gets up and climbs onto the apron, he looks to grab Quinn from behind but Quinn spins out of it He rakes HUMANITY’s eyes then sets up a saito suplex – and he lands it, pulling HUMANITY over the top rope and back into the ring.

    David Weinstock: First big move for Quinn! He can gain some momentum here…

    Langdon Trafford: He could make the tag too?

    Piers Gallagher: Quinn doesn’t need to tag anybody!

    HUMANITY quickly gets up again and runs at Quinn but Quinn ducks and then runs and bounces off of the ropes and lands a diving crossbody straight into a pin…1…NO! HUMANITY instantly kicks out and scrambles to his feet – he casts a quick glance at Toner, who is now smiling at him. HUMANITY comes forward and goes for a jab but Quinn blocks with his arm and responds with a European uppercut that has HUMANITY reeling back. Quinn grabs him and feigns and irish whip and sets up a hammerlock northern lights which he hits – he doesn’t bridge into a pin though. He drags HUMANITY over to the corner and makes the tag to Toner who is absolutely buzzing to get into the ring.

    David Weinstock: Finally, Quinn makes the tag. Toner is fresh, he can do some serious damage here.

    Langdon Trafford: Let’s see if Toner is upto the challenge, there are rumblings that he doesn’t feel as involved in Executive Excellence as Quinn and Princeton have…

    Piers Gallagher: Poppycock! He is an integral part of the newest incarnation of the best stable the FWA has ever seen! It’s all a ploy, he will demonstrate that in a minute. Toner is EXCELLENCE.

    Quinn holds HUMANITY up as Toner nails him with a superkick – Quinn then turns that into a german suplex. Toner makes the pin…1….NO! HUMANITY gets his shoulders up surprisingly early despite taking a powerful kick to the dome. Toner scrambles around and instantly puts HUMANITY into a crossface in the middle of the ring. HUMANITY has nowhere to go and seems to be struggling as he is stuck with no escape in sight! Olsworth shouts at him whilst Nightmare looks on, slightly worried. HUMANITY edges closer and closer to the ropes – but rather than reach out, he swings his momentum around and turns it into a pinfall attempt! 1…2...NO! Toner breaks the hold and gets his shoulders up quickly. Toner jumps to his feet instantly as HUMANITY struggles for a breather. HUMANITY sits up and Toner bounces off of the ropes and rams a knee right into his face, knocking him straight back down. Toner then holds onto the ropes for leverage as he tries to stomp a hole into one half of the tag team champions but Olsworth plays savior and drags HUMANITY out of the ring! Nightmare drops down as the Movement regroup…. Toner stands at the ring ropes with his arms spread out beckoning all three of them into the ring. Quinn smirks from the apron.

    David Weinstock: Bit of a stand off here between the two teams! The Movement might realise they are in for a fight now! Surely this won’t end in a draw?

    Langdon Trafford: I don’t think either team wants that after Winter Wasteland!

    Piers Gallagher: THE MOVEMENT ARE SCARED!

    Sam McDonald: Hey guys, can we join in on this too since the Movement come from Crossfire?

    Piers Gallagher: NO, The premier commentary team are in charge of this one, loser!

    Sam McDonald: Wow, rude. Suit yourself.

    Nightmare gets back up onto the apron, followed by HUMANITY who enters the ring then quickly tags in Nightmare and exits. It looks like the match has reset as Toner and Nightmare circle each other cautiously. They grapple up but Toner breaks the hold and lands a headbutt to Nightmare… but Nightmare responds with an elbow smash… followed by another… followed by a discus elbow that takes Toner off of his feet! Nightmare goes for the quick cover but Toner bucks out of it instantly and rolls towards his corner – ready to make the tag incase Nightmare tries anything. Toner decides not to tag in Quinn and runs at Nightmare for a clothesline but Nightmare counters it straight into an inverted stomp facebreaker! He then hits Toner with a couple of knee drops before going for a cover…1….2…No! Toner gets the shoulder up with the match in no danger of ending. Christian Quinn shouts at his partner to try and make the tag. Nightmare picks Toner up – he is groggy. Olsworth signals towards Nightmare who nods – he then looks to hit his Bad Dreams but Toner twirls out of it, causing a brief moment of confusion… he goes for a superkick but Nightmare catches it then hits an elbow to the kneecap of Toner… and then hits him with a lariat to knock him down. He drags Toner over to his corner at the behest of Olsworth and tags in HUMANITY. HUMANITY climbs to the top rope and hits a 450 splash on Toner! He goes for the pinfall..1…2…NO! It’s another kick out from Toner!

    David Weinstock: The Movement are in control once again. This time, Toner needs to make the tag to his partner otherwise it is curtains!

    Piers Gallagher: It’s all part of the plan…

    Langdon Trafford: Are you ever going to give credit where it’s due? The Movement have stifled Executive Excellence at almost every turn, tonight! It’s down to that man, Mark Olsworth!

    Piers Gallagher: WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. You’ll see!

    HUMANITY then mounts Toner and throws punches to him before taunting Quinn… Quinn tries to get into the ring but the referee prevents him! Toner is held by Olsworth and Nightmare as HUMANITY lands two leg drops in quick succession. Quinn doesn’t back off and shoves the ref out of the way as he lands a kick to HUMANITY but the referee manages to pull him back.

    David Weinstock: And so the dirty tricks begin…

    Piers Gallagher: THEY SHOULD BE STRIPPED OF THE TITLES REF!

    The referee is giving Quinn a stern talking to as HUMANITY stands behind him… taunting Quinn. He doesn’t notice Toner slowly crawling towards… HUMANITY turns around and grabs Toner by the head… but Toner lands a low blow that drops HUMANITY! The referee doesn’t notice!

    Piers Gallagher: GREAT MOVE BY DANNY!

    Langdon Trafford: Oh… so it’s great when Executive Excellence does it?

    Piers Gallagher: Toner waited for his moment! He used The Movement’s tricks against him!

    Toner slowly calls towards Quinn as HUMANITY lays down in agony… he eventually gets over the pain and crawls towards Nightmare. Both men are looking for the tag…. HUMANITY gets there first… but Toner makes it to Quinn too! Quinn and Nightmare enter the ring, Nightmare charges at Quinn looking for a lariat but Quinn ducks and bounces off the ropes and then levels Nightmare with a busaiku knee kick! Nightmare lays on the canvas, wasted as Quinn makes the cover…1…2…NO! Olsworth drags the referee out of the ring! HUMANITY slithers away from the commotion as Toner lays down hurt at his side whilst Quinn gets out of the ring and in the face of Olsworth. The referee is down due to taking a huge bump from hitting the canvas… Quinn grabs Olsworth and kicks him in the gut…

    David Weinstock: He looks to be getting ready to nail this guy with the Flood… ON THE OUTSIDE!

    Langdon Trafford: Quinn’s fed up with Olsworth it seems… but he hasn’t noticed anything awry … yet…

    Piers Gallagher: DO IT! DO IT BEFORE…

    HUMANITY has made his way to the timekeeper and has grabbed one of the tag belts. He quickly runs around and levels Quinn with the belt before the referee can stir! Quinn falls to the canvas – head busted wide open from the shot. HUMANITY smirks and stands proudly, holding the belt aloft…

    Piers Gallagher: GODDAMN CHEATERS!

    But HUMANITY doesn’t notice Toner who slides around to the same side as him… Toner stands on the apron… HUMANITY turns around and is levelled with a massive superkick that takes him down! Toner shouts abuse at him as he lays down… Nightmare rises to his feet… his nose is slightly bloody but he runs at Toner – who turns around just in time but not quickly enough to avoid the dropkick to his knee! Toner decks it on the apron and Nightmare joins him on the outside. The referee begins to stir and doesn’t even attempt to decipher what has just transpired. Olsworth picks Quinn up and rolls him into the ring for Nightmare – but Nightmare is still preoccupied with Toner. He jumps out onto the apron and boots him in the knee a few times - trying to damage it. He then picks Toner up and nails him with an apron DDT that has Olsworth absolutely delighted as Toner then lays slumped on the apron... half-dead it would appear.

    David Weinstock: This is turning into an all out war!

    Piers Gallagher:
    We all know that money and power wins you a war! Quinn is still in this! Toner has done his part! The Movement are finished!

    Langdon Trafford: Unless you're no good at using that money and power! It looks like Nightmare is the one calling the shots right now!

    Quinn stumbles to his feet inside the ring - with blood pouring down his face - and walks towards Nightmare who is still on the outside. Nightmare throws a jab to the face but Quinn responds with an European uppercut that catches Nightmare offguard and has him hanging onto the rope by a single hand. Quinn gets out of the ring and rakes Nightmare's eyes, he then kicks him in the gut... and gets him in the position for The Flood (Tiger Driver)...

    David Weinstock: Christian Quinn is looking to hit the Flood on the apron... or to the outside canvas.... that would be devastating punishment for the body to take!

    Langdon Trafford: Nightmare needs to get out of there somehow!

    Piers Gallagher: DO IT! PULVERISE HIM! EXCELLENCE SHALL PREVAIL!!

    Mark Olsworth grabs the ankle of Quinn...

    Langdon Trafford:
    Olsworth looks set to save the day once more!

    Piers Gallagher: That rat bastard!

    Quinn shakes him off though!

    Piers Gallagher:
    YES!

    Quinn then gets the underhooks and lifts Nightmare up and lands the Flood on the outside to a huge reception from the crowd - "HOLY SHIT!" chants break out as Nightmare lies... destroyed. Quinn sits up... smiling with blood still dripping... as Olsworth looks on in sheer shock whilst HUMANITY pauses for a moment before charging in and attacks Quinn.

    Langdon Trafford:
    SOMEONE CHECK TO SEE IF NIGHTMARE IS ALIVE!

    Piers Gallagher: Fruitless venture. I told you Quinn had this!

    Nightmare isn't stirring whatsoever... Quinn is down after taking multiple shots from HUMANITY - Toner stirs and interjects as he jumps down from the apron and clubs HUMANITY in the back. Both men come face to face for a brief moment... HUMANITY smiles at him and says something and Toner responds with a headbutt!! HUMANITY stumbles backwards... and laughs. He responds with a headbutt! Toner now, stumbles back... slightly cut open... He responds with another headbutt! HUMANITY responds with another headbutt! They trade headbutts back and forth at least four times each - both cut open slightly.... Toner's turn again... he hits the headbutt and it causes HUMANITY to turn around.... QUINN COMES OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THOR'S HAMMER!! HUMANITY launches into the air and gravity pulls him down to the ground... he lays motionless as Mark Olsworth stands stunned. Quinn smirks at him... and looks to go after him but Toner holds him back and shares some words with him. He points to Nightmare and then the belt laying on the floor.

    David Weinstock: It'd appear HUMANITY is now a nonfactor in this match! He's down and out!

    Langdon Trafford: Olsworth is lucky Toner is holding Quinn back!

    Piers Gallagher: Good work, Danny! Eyes on the prize!

    Both bloody members of Executive Excellence grab the almost lifeless Nightmare and roll him into the ring. HUMANITY is just as equally lifeless on the outside.

    David Weinstock: The Movement have let this slip! The sheer chaos has favoured Executive Excellence! Nightmare took his eye off the ball and it's been downhill from there. Quinn and Nightmare are the legal men.

    Toner gets back to his corner as Quinn measures up Nightmare in the ring, who is no condition to defend himself... still suffering the effects from the Flood... Quinn grabs him in a front headlock and drags him over to Toner. They tag in, Quinn takes the back...

    David Weinstock: We seen this team move already before, they hit HUMANITY with it! This is going to knock the life out of Nightmare.

    Langdon Trafford: Nightmare needs to duck this!

    Piers Gallagher: No chance! We have new champs for sure!

    Quinn holds Nightmare's arms behind his back, however...

    David Weinstock:
    Looks like a variation! This could be it!

    Toner smacks Nightmare with a superkick... Quinn instantly turns it into a tiger suplex and releases! Olsworth is busy checking on HUMANITY and trying to will him to get up. He is slowly stirring!

    David Weinstock: Toner just needs to make the pin.

    Piers Gallagher: DANNY BOY! QUICKLY NOW!

    Langdon Trafford: HUMANITY needs to make the save NOW!

    Toner... smiles as he looks ringside, HUMANITY is struggling to even get onto the apron... Toner turns to Nightmare and PUNTS HIM RIGHT IN THE HEAD! The crowd boo the daylights out of him for it. Quinn applauds him from the apron and laughs.

    Langdon Trafford: THAT WAS JUST UNNECESSARY!

    Piers Gallagher: AMAZING! SIMPLY AMAZING!

    Toner slinks down for the pin.....

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    HUMANITY IS ON THE APRON AND IS TRYING TO CRAWL IN...

    2.....


    HES UNDER THE ROPES


    3!!!!!!!!

    Piers Gallagher:
    EXCELLENCE REIGNS SUPREME!

    Winners and NEW FWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: Executive Excellence (Christian Quinn and Danny Toner)


    (Match Time: 17:58)

    HUMANITY is inches away with an outstretched hand but can't make it in time. His arm falls on the mat and he lies, defeated. Christian Quinn bounces off of the apron and grabs one belt followed by the other - glancing at Olsworth who doesn't disturb him. He slides into the ring and passes a title to Danny Toner ... who has a smile as wide as the moon on his face. Some of the crowd cheer, some boo. Nightmare lays... lifeless in the ring as HUMANITY checks on him whilst struggling himself. Quinn has blood still pouring from his forehead whilst Toner's is slightly stained with blood. Executive Excellence leave the ring and back up the ramp staring down at the Movement in the ring. Olsworth looks enraged as does HUMANITY as they check on their fallen comrade...


    Piers Gallagher: The look of inferior imbeciles!

    Langdon Trafford:
    I don't think this is over... not by a long shot.

    Toner and Quinn stand at the top of the stage, smirking as they raise their titles one more time to, mostly, the ire of the crowd before they disappear...












    Langdon Trafford: Two wrestlers, two names, might forever be attached at the hip in the FWA.

    Piers Gallagher: "The Carnegie Carnivore" Michael Garcia and "Living Mythology" Jason Gryphon started a rivalry two years ago, at Back in Business 8, and it resurfaced this year to reignite old hatred between two men who couldn't be more different in wrestling styles and personalities.


    “The Darth Vader March” begins playing throughout the arena. Suddenly, the stage becomes dark as streaks of yellow and white lights blink across the stage. The titantron shows a video of the Death Star, flying in Outer Space. As the music begins to reach it’s crescendo, a series of Stormtroopers begin to walk out and form a tunnel down the aisle with complete with their horrible armor and lightsabers meant to form the tunnel. At the very end of the parade was Darth Vader himself, who slowly walked out onto the stage. Garcia is only wearing the Vader headpiece but it was still a scary sight to see



    AS Garcia nears the ring, the cage begins to lower. Once he gets to the bottom of the ramp, Garcia lifts the headpiece from his shoulders and looks up at the mammoth structure in front of him. He takes a step forward, looks under the ring, and finds his Easton Stealth and a long metal chain. He hands the chain and the Stealth off to a nearby Stormtrooper, who reveals himself to be Jeremiah Jones. Garcia walks over to the side of the cage, where an official pats him down before he enters the cage. Garcia grabs a hold of the metal cage and yanks fiercely, as Jeremiah Jones begins to slowly “snake” the chain into the ring.

    The music was quickly replaced by “The Throne Room theme” from Star Wars and the crowd exploded as a video montage from the epic movie played on the tron which ended in the epic line “May the force be with you!” And as the lights came back on in the arena, various Star Wars characters were on the stage! Hans Solo, Chewbacca, R2D2, C3PO, Princess Leia and more were standing on the stage and began attacking the Stormtroopers! In the midst of all of the chaos, Jason Gryphon, dressed as Luke Skywalker, stepped out onto the stage and calmly walked through. Gryphon did stop to slap hands with a few fans at ringside, before taking off his outfit and revealing his usual ring attire underneath.



    Once Gryphon made his way down to the bottom of the ramp, Garcia began tieing the chain to the middle of the door on the cage. He pulled on the chain to make sure it was tight, and then slowly turned his attention to Gryphon on the outside. Jason slyly smiled at the man that he wanted to hurt more than anything in the world. Gryphon mouthed SOMETHING at Garcia but it wasn’t picked up by the cameras. Gryphon was patted down as well, before making his way into the ring. The referee pushed Garcia back as Gryphon set foot in between the ropes.






    Steel Cage Grudge Match

    The Final Battle

    “The Carnegie Carnivore” Michael Garcia vs “Living Mythology” Jason Gryphon



    Gryphon looked to the crowd, who roared with approval, when “Living Mythology” beat on his chest with pride. Garcia smiled and laughed which infuriated Gryphon,. Jason and Mike circled the ring, before each moving forward and meeting in the center with a collar and elbow tie up. Garcia shifted pressure off to a side headlock, but Jason countered into a hammerlock. With a sudden burst of energy, Gryphon charged his body forward, with Garcia still in the hammerlock, causing Garcia’s face to press hard against the steel cage. After a few seconds of this, Gryphon released the hold and eagerly awaited Garcia’s clothesline, ducking it and grabbing ahold of Garcia’s right arm and delivering a Arm Drag Takedown that brought Garcia crashing to the mat. Garcia immediately rolled to his feet and charged forward with a running boot, but again Gryphon ducked and on the rebound, delivered a sharp kick to the giant’s kneecap, and then another that brought Garcia to his knees before running the ropes and delivering a running dropkick to the side of Garcia’s head!


    Gryphon backed up, awaited Garcia to rise, before charging forward, but this time Garcia was prepared for the attack! He caught the charging North Carolina native and sent him crashing into the steel cage! Gryphon’s head slammed off the steel allowing Garcia to begin taking control with a vicious series of rights and left hands, each shot sending the back of Gryphon’s head bouncing off the cage. Shooting a look of disdain to the crowd, Garcia grabbed Gryphon by the chin, hoisting him up against the cage and delivered a hard knife edge chop that elicited an “OOOOHHHHHH!!!!” from the crowd. A second one sent shivers down the spine of the Living Mythology. Garcia finally released Gryphon from his grip, but was shocked when Gryphon came fighting out with a series of right hands that rocked Garcia back to the center of the ring! A high knee from Garcia, sent momentum back in his favor, followed by Garcia tossing Gryphon into the corner turnbuckle. Outstretching his boot into the throat of his opponent, Garcia taunted the crowd “Is this your hero? IS THIS YOUR FALLEN HERO?” “The Carnegie Carnivore” began stomping away at Gryphon in the corner, as the crowd began to boo heavily.

    The monster didn’t care, as he sneered at the fans in attendance, grabbing the Gryphon by his long blonde hair and pulling him to his feet. Garcia hoisted up his opponent and sent him over his shoulder for a Back Body Suplex, but Gryphon spun out, landing on his feet! Garcia turned around just in time to eat a Superkick to the jaw! The crisp sound of the kick resonated with the fans in attendance, but the kick didn’t take the behemoth off his feet! Garcia simply staggered but swung out a wild right hand, which Jason ducked and popped up with a leaping Roundhouse kick to the skull! Garcia staggered back over to the corner and Jason followed over, trapping Mike in the corner, standing on the second turnbuckle and delivering a series of right hands, which the fans counted along with, but at the count of 7, Garcia hoisted Jason up by his waist and began to mover forward, possibly for the Three Rivers Bomb! Garcia was able to get the first of the three powerbombs off, but when he went for the deadlift, Gryphon used his feet to kick himself free! With Garcia still holding on to Gryphon’s legs, he made the decision to catapult Jason into the steel cage!


    BUT GRYPHON, IN SPIDERMAN LIKE FASHION, ATTACHED HIMSELF TO THE CAGE! Before Garcia could figure out what was going, Jason was halfway up the cage! Garcia turned around and saw what was going on, so he pulled on Gryphon’s right leg, trying to drag him down to the ground. Jason, kept kicking away at Garcia, but the Pittsburgh native was persistent. Finally, Gryphon took a small step down so that he was standing on the ropes, hooked up Garcia’s head and delivered a massive Tornado DDT off the top rope that took both men down and out of the game!



    After a few moments of collecting themselves, both Garcia and Gryphon got back up to their feet. Garcia took over on offense with his punishing physicality, manhandling Gryphon with his power.The Carnegie Carnivore once again lifted his opponent high in the air and tossed him head first into the steel cage on the left cell wall, before repeating the same action on the right side wall. The second time Jason’s body flew over the top rope and landed on the ring apron . He awaited Jason to get back up to his feet, before charging forward with a running boot to the face that sandwhiched Jason’s skull between a metal pole on the cell wall and Garcia’s boot! Even in his state, Gryphon was too close to the door for Mike to attempt going out the door so he opted to climb the cage instead. Gryphon dropped with a thud as Garcia looked at the cage walls surrounding him. He grabbed one of the cell walls and shook it, checking it’s sturdiness. With an heir of nervousness over him, he set his first foot on the cage wall and began to slowly climb.

    As Garcia began to climb over the top part of the cage, he swung half of his body over to the opposite and began to pull his left side over the top when Jason Gryphon grabbed a hold of Garcia’s left leg! Gryphon’s entire body, at the top of the cage, not even holding onto the cage anymore, was clutching Garcia’s left leg, not allowing him to swing it over to the top of the cage! Garcia had no choice but to maneuver his body back to the inside part of the cage so he could attempt to kick Jason off of his leg. Gryphon, however, smartly grabbed onto the cage, while keeping his legs wrapped tightly around Garcia’s left leg. Mike, realizing the endeavor outside was fruitless right now, grabbed Jason’s head and slammed it against the metal post, causing Gryphon to fall back to the ring. Garcia began to climb again but the tenacious Gryphon again rolled back to his feet, and took a running leap back to the cage wall where Garcia was….this time, literally leaping on top of Garcia himself, and trying to climb OVER him. The Steel City Slayer was having none of it though, and when Jason climbed up to his neck, Michael showed off his tremendous power, by shifting Jason’s body across his back and delivering a modified Samoan Drop from the cage!

    Both men hit the canvas hard!



    But it was Garcia, who got the cover on Gryphon!

    1…

    2…
    Gryphon got the shoulder up!

    Garcia smiled, as he reached his feet, seeing the condition Gryphon was in. He stretched his arms out for a moment, before stretching out his legs, ya know, by stepping on Gryphon’s back. Garcia looked across the rung, before yelling at the referee outside to open the door.


    The referee obliged as Garcia looked down at Gryphon, shaking his head. “I told you, Peter! Neverland doesn’t exist! Heroes don’t always win!”. He took several steps towards the door, and had one foot out when he went to the lift the other foot, again, Jason Gryphon had clutched on to it, in a last ditch effort. Garcia, stared out at the referee as if to say “Really?”, and then chuckled to himself. He ducked back into the ring, simply kicked his heel back against Gryphon’s head, and then turned back towards the door. Garcia calmly bent down to step through the ropes…



    When Gryphon grabbed him by the waist and delivered a picture perfect German Suplex! Garcia rolled to his feet, but Gryphon didn’t let go! He reared back and delivered ANOTHER German Suplex! And then a third! Gryphon collapsed to the mat, as the same time as Garcia did! The crowd was picking up heavily in a “WE ARE!” chant, as the other side of the arena chanted ‘CREA-TURES!” Gryphon heard the chant, and began shaking his head along to the cadence! It was then that Gryphon noticed the tied up chain that Garcia brought into the match earlier. Gryphon walked over to the chain, lifted it in the air, as Jeremiah Jones went nuts on the outside, and began wrapping it around his fist. Mike, who had no idea what was going on, staggered to his feet, just in time for Jason to deliver a steel chain fist to the forehead! Before Garcia could drop to the ground, Gryphon delivered another one to the jaw and then MOUNTED Garcia, connecting with shot after shot to the forehead and letting out a primal scream for the crowd! Gryphon asked for the door to be opened, as Garcia was now busted open. However, on the outside of the ring, Jeremiah Jones was staging a protest, blocking the cage door from the referee! Gryphon stood on the inside, yelling for Jeremiah to leave, but decided instead of wasting time to climb the cage instead! The fans went wild! Gryphon was climbing quickly and Garcia had yet to move! Gryphon was 3 quarters up the cage! Jason Gryphon was in the clear! But Jeremiah Jones, forced the blunt end of the Easton Stealth into an opening in the cage and jammed right into the rib cage of “Living Mythology!” With the wind being gutted out of him, Jason fell back to the mat below! But Gryphon was undeterred. He got right back up and began climbing up the turnbuckle, for a quick start and since it would be harder for Jeremiah to get a good shot in from the corner. But now, Garcia had reached his feet. Gryphon could tell by the reaction of the crowd and changed his gameplan!



    He turned around on the top turnbuckle, and when he saw Mike reach his feet, he leapt off the top rope with an Eagle’s Wings! But Garcia caught him in mid-air, and delivered a Homewood Heart Attack! Gryphon’s head crashed off the canvas!


    1…

    2…



    Gryphon got the shoulder up!

    Garcia lifted Gryphon off the canvas, and with Gryphon’s eyes a little glazed, Garcia spoke to him “And now reality comes CRASHING down.” He hoisted Gryphon up for the Pittfall, but again, Gryphon flipped himself over and landed on his feet! Garcia turned around, and this time, he was unable to avoid Thor’s Hammer! Gryphon drilled him with the spinning Clothesline from Hell! An exhausted Gryphon simply fell on top of Garcia for the cover!

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    2…

    GARCIA KICKED OUT OF THOR’S HAMMER! HE KICKED OUT OF THOR’S HAMMER!



    Gryphon was beside himself. How did he.? How did that? He didn’t know and it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that it happened. His KO shot had been kicked out of and the frustration was setting in. That’s when he noticed that even though Garcia had kicked out, he still hadn’t moved. Gryphon looked around the ring, taking note of Jeremiah Jones at ringside.Gryphon decided to climb the cage and so he did. Predictably, Jeremiah headed right over to that same spot with the Stealth in hand, only this time, Jason was ready for it and grabbed a hold of it! Jeremiah and Jason were having a tug of war over the stealth with the cage in the middle!


    Jason realized that, but the endgame was to keep the tug of war going so that he could let it go as Jeremiah was pulling on it, causing Jeremiah to fall backwards into the steel barricade! Jeremiah hit with a thud! Gryphon took a look over at Garcia, who was still motionless on the opposite side of the ring. He realized his golden chance here and asked for the cage to be opened! Jeremiah down and out, Garcia not moving, Gryphon gingerly walked over to the cage door! Gryphon had one foot between the ropes! Still no sign of Garcia!

    Gryphon had two feet between the ropes!


    Garcia started to stir!

    Gryphon started out the cage door!

    Garcia dove forward but was nowhere near the door!


    THWACK!!!!!!

    The cage door was ripped out of the officials hands and slammed shut on Gryphon’s head, with incredible force! The blow sent Gryphon backwards to the canvas!

    Garcia had the steel chain attached to the door firmly in hand and used it to pull the door shut on Gryphon’s head, just as he was trying to escape! The camera focused in on Gryphon, who was now busted open as well. Gryphon tried to pull himself up to his feet, but even with the help of the ropes, found thst to be a difficult task.



    Garcia and Gryphon eventually both got to their feet, a nd began trading blows. Each shot caused each man’s crimson mask to become a little darker, as the blood began to completely cover Garcia’s face. Finally, Gryphon ducked a right hand by Garcia and in a move of desperation ran the ropes and delivered a Springboard Chuck Kick to the side of Garcia’s head! With Garcia dazed, Gryphon bounced off the ropes and elivered a Picture Perfect Clan Blackbird Spear to the giant!

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    3…


    women in the front row were utterly disappointed as Garcia got his right shoulder off the canvas.



    Gryphon was absolutely beside himself. He stood there in shock as to how he could win this match. Eventually, Gryphon grabbed hooked Garcia’s legs, setting him up for the Carolina Cloverleaf! Garcia began kicking his way out of it, though, and kicked Jason into the cage. As Gryphon bounced off the cage, Garcia quickly went for the Pittfall, but for the third time in this match, Gryphon spun out and landed on his feet. Garcia turned around and quickly ducked an oncoming Thor’s Hammer from Gryphon, but Gryphon didn’t stop as he quickly bounced off the ropes, going for a springboard variation on his Eagle’s Wings, only to get caught in mid-air! Garcia again, walked around with pride, Gryphon in his grasp as he spun him out for a Homewood Heart Attack! This time, however, Jason landed on his feet, kicked him in the chest, and rolled over Garcia’s back for a Float Over DDT, but Garcia blocked it and hooked him up for the Light’s Out! Gryphon, however, used what little strength he had left to drive Garcia’s back into the cage wall, freeing himself! Gryphon backed up before charging forward again, only to get caught with an impressive Michinoku Driver!


    Garcia covered Gryphon!


    1…

    2…


    Gryphon kicked out!


    The fans in attendance were on their feet with a “This is awesome!” chant that nearly shook the arena. You could barely tell with all the blood that was covering his face, but Garcia was in total disbelief. He began to climb the cage, but shortly thereafter, Gryphon leapt to his feet, and onto Garcia delivering a ZigZag to Garcia from halfway up the cage!

    “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!”

    Garcia’s back collided hard with the canvas, as he convulsed for a second upon impact. Gryphon wasn’t in much better shape, but it was a last ditch attempt to save the match. After a few minutes of recovery, the crowd began to roar as Gryphon stirred and eventually began climbing a cage wall. Gryphon looked side to side, and behind him to make sure that the monster wasn’t in sight, but one thing he did notice was Jeremiah Jones, once again grabbing the stealth. With a burst of Adrenaline that seemingly came out of nowhere, Gryphon pushed himself up to the top of the cage, towards the corner of the ring.But as Jason looked down, he noticed Jeremiah standing on the steel steps, waving the hockey stick around, and sending it smashing toward the cage where Jason needed to climb. Gryphon began looking down, wondering what his next move should be, and decided to attempt the exit anyway, which received a loud roar of approval from the crowd. Jones swung the stick right at Gryphon and missed, but Jason caught it in his hands and haphazourdly released it….down inside the cage. Jeremiah began climbing the cage on the outside, right in front of Gryphon, blocking his path. Gryphon reached down, grabbing the hair of the manager and the crowd roared, but the cheers quickly turned to horror, as the sound of an Easton Stealth slashing against human flesh was the next sound they heard. That was it. Gryphon’s body laid motionless across the top of the cage, as Garcia sent the stick crashing down into his spine yet again. Then ta third time. And a fourth. And a fifth. With a maniacal, crazed look in his eye, Garcia raised the stick and sent it crashing down over Gryphon’s head. Over his surgically repaired neck.



    HIS SURGICALLY REPAIRED NECK.


    And the demented sick freak laughed about it.



    And he wasn’t done there yet, either.



    “YOU WANT A BACK IN BUSINESS MOMENT? WELL, HERE IT IS!”



    He hoisted Gryphon up, with Garcia standing on the top rope, and Gryphon’s body laying across the top of the cage, and in an amazing show of strength, delivered a beautiful, yet absolutely cringe-worthy Skyscraper. You could literally hear the air let out of the arena, as everyone gasped once Jason’s neck collided with the canvas from that far up. Garcia, however, decided that the exclamation point on this victory would come by the way of a Tombstone Piledriver. As Gryphon’s neck spiked off the canvas, Garcia looked down upon his fallen opponent with a look of bewilderment, just now fully realizing how far he had gone to secure victory. Garcia dropped down and scored the academic…




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    The referee’s hand hit the mat the third and final time.
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    Here is your winner @ 21:18 – “The Carnegie Carnivore” Michael Garcia!



    Garcia’s bloody mask covered what appeared to be a look of disbelief. He had done it. He had finally beaten Jason Gryphon when it counted. As “Monster” began to play throughout the arena, the cage slowly started to lift. EMTs and trainers rushed out to the ring, and began checking up on Gryphon. A few of them called for a stretcher as Garcia backed into the corner, looking on.

    As the cameras focused on the EMTs in the ring, one of them could be heard saying “Jason, can you hear me? If you can understand what I’m saying blink twice.” Another voice could be heard saying “He’s unresponsive…” Before long the stretcher had arrived and the EMTs began strapping him in. They lowered him under the bottom rope and put him onto the cart as Garcia stepped outside of the ring. Quite a few members of the FWA roster including James Hughes, Saddle Sally, and Ryan Rondo stood out by the stretcher as the began rolling him up the ramp. Garcia pushed his way towards the stretcher and began speaking barely audibly to Gryphon as he inched towards the ramp.




    “Hey, Jason…way to be the hero. Unfortunately for you, in the real world…HEROES DIE.”











    Sam McDonald: KAIZEN and Lucian W. Ace have been lifelong friends, but that friendship was tested when Crossfire's Champion, the 'Savant" KAIZEN, stood against Lucian's Movement group.

    Harry Baxter: When it seemed KAIZEN and Lucian would join forces, the white demon had other ideas and while he tried keeping his band of evil minions off his friend for as long as possible, it was inevitable.

    Sam McDonald: KAIZEN and Lucian W. Ace were destined to turn a friendship into a heated, personal rivalry. And Crossfire's Champion must put that label ... on the line.

    Now the time is upon us, KAIZEN and Lucian are finally going to square off in the ring, and there’s no shortage of gold or glory on the line.


    Harry Baxter:
    Not only do these two absolutely loathe each other after everything that’s happened, but the X-title is also on the line.




    Sam McDonald:
    Let’s see just how it came to this…



    THE PAST

    We see images of young Lucian and KAIZEN as friends.


    Young Kaizen: A heavy storm broke out. I am waiting for the rain to stop. They say you fight like a demon and I have to say they are right.

    Young Lucian: I do it to keep my soul at peace. They taught me here to always protect my soul. No matter how dark the times become I always have to protect my soul. A lot of times I get angry thinking how I am different from others with my condition and if by becoming a demon I can keep my soul from turning black then so be it.

    Young Kaizen: I don't think it matters how you look. You are right in your heart and that is what should count now and forever.

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    Kai: “Shiroyasha… you could’ve knocked me out… why didn’t you?”

    Ace: “…. Just didn’t feel like it, I guess.”

    Kai: “Well I hope you’re happy then!! Because even though you won and I lost… I’m… I’m happy for you!”





    We can see an image of KAIZEN leaving and Ace staying behind in Japan. And promise they will meet again.

    THE PRESENT

    KAIZEN is standing in the ring declaring a war to the world.

    KAIZEN: "When Ashley O'Ryan drafted me to Crossfire, I promised... I promised him that he would be getting a fighting champion, a champion of honor, a champion of the people... and most of all, a champion who stands for something. Sometimes people ask me 'KAIZEN, being X-Division Champion at such a young age, being the only champion on Crossfire, must mean a lot to you doesn't it'? And I say back to them that it doesn't just mean a lot.. its means everything!"


    We cut backstage to Lucian talking to KAIZEN.

    Lucian Ace: Don't try to stand in the way of The Movement. I don't want to fight you.

    KAIZEN: You know I will. I am the Champion of Crossfire!
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    Lucian Ace: And I am the Cancer that will devour Crossfire!

    Close up on Lucian. He closes his eyes.

    Lucian Ace: I AM SORRY, KAI. I LOVE YOU...

    Placing his other hand on the pipe, getting a good grip, then Lucian brings the pipe down with tear running down his left cheek. BOOM! Right onto the top of KAIZEN's head. BOOM! Again, this time to the left side of his head. BOOM! Another shot to the right side. BOOM! Another shot to the top. KAIZEN's torso begins to go limp and lean foreword.. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Ace goes crazy, pummeling KAIZEN's head with the pipe. He isn't focusing on one specific area, which is probably why he hasn't bashed in KAIZEN's skull quite yet. The music starts to play


    I,
    I know your every move
    I've heard your every word
    I know you well

    and I've,
    got nothing left to prove
    your threats I find absurd
    I am your hell


    Lucian Ace: It just felt so good ...



    Every time,
    You think that I'm done
    I come back stronger (stronger)

    Every time,
    You think that you've got me
    I will fight you

    and I will put you in the ground

    The doors of the amblucane fly off and KAIZEN jumps out with his head wrapped with bandages. He wastes no time and he goes right after Ace. Lucian is running like a scalded dog at the sight of KAIZEN! Lucian throws Jobber Jimbo and Jiggy John his way to slow him down and KAIZEN knocks them both down. However, it bought Lucian enough time to get far away from KAIZEN.

    We can see images of KAIZEN beating Jobber Jimbo, Jiggy John and Jugem Jjugem with Ace looking on.


    I will fight,
    till there's nothing left
    till my legs are gone

    you won't forget me

    'cause I will fight,
    till my final breath
    just to see you fall

    I'll make you fear me

    Lucian punts KAIZEN and he starts screaming at him.

    Lucian Ace: You can lay there and bleed to dead, Kai, as everything you fought for is destroyed.

    Lucian and Nightmare leave with KAIZEN's X Championship.

    Darkness. We can only hear last words of these two men.

    KAIZEN: You know I will. I am the Champion of Crossfire!

    Lucian Ace: And I am the Cancer that will devour Crossfire!



    Sam McDonald:
    What animosity, what sheer brutality we expect to see here tonight.




    Harry Baxter:
    There’s no telling what these two are going to do to each other when they finally get in the ring. I’m a little concerned about what our younger viewers might see.




    Sam McDonald:
    Regardless, it’s show time.








    “Real Rock n Rolla” begins to play as KAIZEN makes his way out from behind the curtains, the red and orange spotlights highlighting the arena. The fans offer a rather enthusiastic cheer for the X Champion, KAIZEN wasting little time in heading straight for the ring. He climbs in and hands the belt to the referee, sliding out of the ring and beginning to dig under it while he waits for his opponent.



    Sam McDonald:
    Looks like the kid isn’t going to sit around and wait for Lucian, Harry, he’s getting the weapons ready!




    Sure enough, KAIZEN has already pulled out a table, some metal chairs, a pipe, a sledgehammer, and various other weapons from under the ring before Lucian’s music even hits. However, it’s not long before “Guren no yumiya” begins to play.










    The arena is bathed in white as white smoke billows from the entry ramp, the fans immediately booing as loud as they can. Slowly, Lucian steps out from the smoke with a wicked glare toward the ring. KAIZNE seems to still be rummaging around under the ring, barely bothered with watching his former friend’s entrance. Lucian takes his time coming down to the ring, now looking out over the crowd with a look of sheer disdain, shaking his head at them.





    Sam McDonald:
    And now, one of the most self-righteous men in our industry. Lucian has turned his back on his old friend, a selfish move that has directly led to this moment. I wouldn’t be surprised if - OH! LOOK OUT!


    X-Championship
    X Rules
    "Savant" KAIZEN vs. Lucian W. Ace



    As Lucian is tossing insults at one particular fan in the crowd, KAIZEN has sprung up and leveled him with the steel pipe! ACE goes down in a heap, holding his head, as his music immediately cuts out and the bell rings.


    Sam McDonald:
    This one is underway, and in a very violent fashion already!


    Harry Baxter:
    What a cheap shot from the kid!


    KAIZEN stands over his old friend with a stream of constant insults and finger points, kicking ACE while he’s down and making a point to remind him just who he’s dealing with. He gets a couple more shots with the pipe in over ACE’s back and legs before tossing it aside and heading back toward the pile of weapons on the side of the ring. ACE rolls around in PAIN for a few moments before KAIZEN heads back with a steel chair, pointing it toward LUCIAN and jawing at him the whole time, the fiery young champion never at a loss for words. As he lifts the chair up high to assault LUCIAN, however, ACE brings his leg up and kicks KAIZEN right in the gut, then hitting a leg sweep to take KAIZEN off his feet and to the floor on the outside. LUCIAN struggles to his feet, still favoring the blows from the pipe before reaching down and throwing the chair at KAIZEN, hitting him in the head with it. KAIZEN rolls toward the ring a bit as s finally gets to his feet, grabbing KAIZEN by the collar and rolling him into the ring. He tosses his hair back and slides in after him, stomping a couple times to keep him down.




    Sam McDonald:
    And now, Lucian has taken KAIZEN away from the X Rules and gotten him into the ring. This is where we’ll have to see if KAIZEN has what it takes to wrestle a legitimate match against a rather seasoned opponent.


    Sure enough, ACE starts laying into KAIZEN with kicks and stomps before getting him to his feet and whipping him into the ropes. KAIZEN comes back into a knee in the gut from ACE, taking him down again as ACE follows it up with an elbow drop right on KAIZEN’s throat. KAIZEN rolls around as ACE bounces off the ropes and leaps high into the air, hitting a knee right into the gut of his old friend. The fans boo as ACE takes a moment to catch his breath, letting KAIZEN get up to his knees before running forward and kneeing KAIZEN in the face, driving him onto his back. He picks KAIZNE up immediately and whips him into the corner, chasing after him and hitting a full body splash, driving his full weight into the champ. KAIZNE stumbles forward out of the corner and right into the DRAGON SUPLEX from ACE! He bounces sickeningly to the mat as the fans boo relentlessly.


    Sam McDonald:
    That might be it already!




    Harry Baxter:
    Lucian Ace has dominated this match since it went into the ring, and it looks like he might put this away early!


    ACE takes a few moments to pace around the ring, taking in the fans distaste for him as he smirks to himself. Dropping to his knees, he hooks the leg while referee slides into place.


    1!
    2!
    Kickout!


    Shocked, sIMON jerks up and immediately begins yelling at the referee, Daft trying to tell sIMON that he took a few moments to gloat, perhaps costing himself some time. sIMON doesn’t take the accusation well, grabbing the referee by the collar and shouting at him. Meanwhile, KAIZEN has slid underneath the challenger, and takes him down with a small package, pulling the tights! Ref gets down for the count quickly!


    1!
    2!
    Kickout!


    ACE jerks out of the pin as hard as he can, scrambling to his feet as KAIZEN does the same, the two coming face to face once more. The fans are on their feet as they come to the center of the ring in a lock-up. ACE gets the upper hand before kneeing KAIZEN in the gut, hoisting him up and delivering a big suplex. He bounces off the ropes and goes for a leg drop, but KAIZEN rolls out of the ring, leaving ACE to hit the mat hard on his tailbone. Catching his breath for a moment, KAIZEN runs his hands through his hair and searches for an acceptable weapon.




    Sam McDonald:
    Two early kickouts here and KAIZEN is looking to get back in his element. What’s that there? He’s setting up a table!


    On the outside, KAIZEN has set up a table right at the bottom of the entrance ramp, ACE looking on from the ring. KAIZEN points up at him and points at the table, indicating that it’s meant for him. ACE jaws right back, telling him that it’s over, that he’s going to take everything that KAIZEN has worked so hard to keep. Finally, the yelling escalates, and ACE rolls out of the ring to meet KAIZEN head on, the two trading blows on the ramp! Lefts and rights fly back and forth as neither man gives an inch, laying into each other mercilessly. The fans are going crazy as they slug it out before KAIZEN finally gets the upper hand, kicking out ACE’s knee and dropping him to the ramp. He follows it up with a quick kick to the side of the demon’s head, dropping him on his back. Wasting no time, he grabs ACE by the collar and drags him toward the ring, rolling him inside. He grabs a steel chair and follows after him, starting to lay in chair shot after chair shot to ACE’s back, keeping him down. After seven or eight shots, he tosses the chair aside and gets ACE to his feet. Sizing him up, he whips him toward the ropes and goes to shoot ACE over the ropes with a leg-lift in his gut, but ACE slides backward and grabs KAIZEN’s legs, pulling them over his head and nearly breaking KAIZEN in half! KAIZEN flops forward, grabbing his back as he gets to his feet, stumbling around the ring until ACE grabs him by the wrist and sends him into the ropes, KAIZEN bouncing off and right into a huge back-body-drop from ACE over the ropes and through the table! A “holy shit” chant starts as KAIZEN lies motionless on the outside.


    Sam McDonald:
    On my God!




    Harry Baxter:
    A back-body-drop that could very well spell the end of the X Champion, folks!


    ACE rolls to the outside, wasting no time this time in getting to KAIZEN to look for the pin. As he leans down, however, KAIZEN rises up quickly and sprays something into ACE’s face! As he stumbles backwards, KAIZEN gets to his feet and you can clearly see something running down his chin, the young champion reaching into his pocket and pulling out the golden rusted lighter. He shouts at the challenger, still clawing at his eyes, as he flicks it open. He callously tosses the open lighter at ACE and it catches his upper torso and face in flames! ACE yells out in PAIN as the fireball burns his flesh.KAIZEN comes off the ropes and hits the BURN HALO and ACE goes down. The flames are out and KAIZEN goes for the pin.


    1!
    2!
    Kickout!


    Harry Baxter:
    Oh my God! I can't believe it! Lucian Ace just kicked out after having been set on fire!


    The fans cheer at the sheer brutality of the match and KAIZEN now resting to his knees, looking up at the referee then down at ACE who rolls away slowly. KAIZEN gets to his feet and pulls ACE back up by the hair. ACE holding his face before grabbing the back of KAIZEN head and driving himself down in connecting with a jawbreaker. KAIZEN stumbles back giving ACE enough time to get to his feet, The smell of burned flesh lingers as KAIZEN now charges back on the assault but he runs into a boot in the gut and out of nowhere ACE connect with piledriver! He drops down to his knees right by a seemingly unconscious KAIZEN and the fans boo. He makes the cover.


    1!
    2!
    Kickout!


    ACE can't believe it and the fans cheer. ACE hits the mat with his fists, pulling himself up and yelling at KAIZEN that this will end him. He grabs a broken piece of the table and stabs KAIZEN in the back with the jagged edge! KAIZEN screams and tries to roll away, but ACE won’t let him. He catches him and rolls him over with his foot, dragging the sharp wooden edge over KAIZEN’s forehead. The blood runs immediately and ACE backs off, satisfied. The blood, however, seems to reinvigorate KAIZEN, who leaps to his feet with a head full of steam. He lands a dropkick that knocks ACE off his feet, and by the time the challenger is back on his feet, KAIZEN is rebounding off the ropes with a cross body! KAIZEN’s back up and fired up, waiting for ACE to get back to his feet. He does and KAIZEN charges, but the blood drips in his eye and he falters. ACE seizes his chance and kicks KAIZEN hard in the head, hitting the HYORYU SENBI.


    Harry Baxter:
    HYORYU SENBI BY LUCIAN ACE! HE HAS HIM FOR THE COVER!




    Sam McDonald:
    KICK OUT, KICK OUT, KICK OUT!!


    1…2…3! It’s over, Lucian Ace wins! He has pinned KAIZEN for the three count with “Hyoryu Senbi!” But wait…hold on a minute. The referee points to the ropes where KAIZEN’s foot is laying and waves off the pinfall. This match continues!


    Sam McDonald:
    I KNEW HE’D KICK OUT!




    Harry Baxter:
    He didn’t really kick out, he was pinned. Luckily he wasn’t in the center of the ring or this would be over.


    ACE raises his hands thinking he is victorious until the referee finally makes it clear to him what just happened. Joseph puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head. He goes over towards KAIZEN again and yells “THIS TIME I’M REALLY GOING TO END IT!” ACE drags KAIZEN to the center of the ring and sets him up for another “Hyoryu Senbi”, but KAIZEN fights free. ACE jumps on the second rope and KAIZEN stops him in mid air with SHINGATA. Similar to what ACE yelled out, KAIZEN now does the same, “NO, NOW IT IS OVER!” KAIZEN then proceeds and hits X.U.!!!


    Harry Baxter:
    X.U.! KAIZEN HAS HIT IT!




    SAM MCDONALD:
    COVER HIM KAIZEN! COVER HIM NOW!


    KAIZEN immediately makes the cover and hooks both legs to make sure there is no kickout this time. 1….2….3!! This one is over! The referee makes his signal and the bell rings.


    Winner and STILL the X Champion: "Savant" KAIZEN (Match time: 23:36)


    The crowd EXPLODES after watching probably the match of the night. "Savant" KAIZEN raises his arms into the air and clutches the X-Championship tight into his chest. Lucian W. Ace stays down as KAIZEN looks over, thinking to offer a hand but instead rolls out of the ring and holds the title down in his right hand while the fans continue chanting "KAIZEN! KAIZEN! KAIZEN!"












    Langdon Trafford: RevELution's reign as FWA Tag Team Champions ended weeks ago, but the duo hasn't been out of the FWA's discussion despite the loss.


    Piers Gallagher: Rumors swirled about "Rockstar" Randy Ramon after the loss, and his partner and best friend Ayla El only wanted answers.


    Sam McDonald: When he finally decided to deliver some, with hopes ot mending fences and reuniting, Ayla El had different ideas.


    Langdon Trafford: And now RevELution are set face to face on the biggest show in FWA history, a match pitting one who wants the fight against one who just wants to make a better person of himself.



    The first thing in the video package is the TMZ.com article announcing "Rockstar" Randy Ramon's start of alcohol rehab.


    "Just weeks before FWA's biggest event of the year, Back in Business, 'Rockstar' Randy Ramon has checked himself into fourteen day rehab. Citing his recent slide as the cause of both his first defeat, and revEL's loss of the Tag Team Titles, he has decided to take the time to clear his head and get clean. He was quoted as saying that it's not the end of the Rockstar, not the end of revEL, and just the beginning of the rest of his life. He also thanked the Movement for making him realize that this needed to be done. More as it becomes available."


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    April 10 FIGHT NIGHT

    AYLA EL: So... here I am. Alone. We all heard the news. Randy's in rehab fighting the same old fight, while I'm here at Fight Night ready to make the major announcement. To be honest, I'm not sure if I really want to make this announcement without Randy around --

    ....



    RevEL will be getting their rematch at Back in Business!---------




    April 13 CROSSFIRE


    AYLA EL: OK, so here I am on CrossFire and this is the message that I received from Randy.

    Ayla pulls out a piece of paper from her HANDBAG and shows it to the camera. It's completely blank.

    AYLA EL: Yes, after being assured that Randy got my message and that he had access to several means of contacting me... this is what I get - nothing.

    Ayla shakes her head slightly in disappointment.

    ...


    please... talk to me Randy.



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    April 17 FIGHT NIGHT



    AYLA EL: Another week... another... I'd like to say another match for RevEL, but Randy's still in rehab. Randy's still ignored my messages. Randy's still ignored me.



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    April 20 CROSSFIRE



    AYLA EL: Randy... Randy. RANDY! This is it! CrossFire is put on hold right now!


    .....


    everyone else is seemingly making RevEL into The Randy Ramon Show. Well, I'm making it clear right now - RevEL is done!



    The crowd boos even louder. Randy walks out and heads into the ring. He walks up to Ayla, and she pushes him back.


    AYLA EL: No, Randy... things have been building up and YOU are the one that let it get out of control! YOU are the one that just let the pot boil and boil until finally the lid got blown off. And it was all your doing!

    RANDY RAMON: What about the rematch?

    AYLA EL: The rematch?! There is NO REMATCH!


    .....


    RANDY RAMON: COME ON Ayla, let's not end things between us this way.


    Ayla puts out her hand, but then SLAPS Randy! Randy is shocked, and Ayla follows it up with a fast BITCH KICK right in Randy's face! Ayla looks down at Randy, as the crowd boos her loudly.


    AYLA EL: We're going to end things between us at Back in Business.




    Kurt Harrington: The following contest is set for one fall and it is a There Must Be A Winner match! Introducing first... Ayla El!


    The arena lights cut to complete darkness as the instrumentals for "Elastic Heart" begin to play. A single light focuses on Maddie Ziegler as she appears in a cage on the stage, wearing the famous Sia wig.



    She begins to dance as Sia sings the song live in the cage.

    "And another one bites the dustBut why can I not conquer love?
    And I might've thought that we were one
    Why not to fight this war without weapons
    And I wanted it and I wanted it bad
    But there were so many red flags
    Now another one bites the dust
    And let's be clear, I trust no one


    You did not break me
    I'm still fighting for peace
    I've got a thick skin and an elastic heart
    But your blade it might be too sharp
    I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard
    But I may snap and I move fast
    But you won't see me fall apart
    Cause I've got an elastic heart
    I've got an elastic heart
    Yeah, I've got an elastic heart"


    Suddenly, the song stops and the cage door opens. Out from the cage walks AYLA EL. "Chandelier" plays and Sia sings along, as Ayla walks down the ramp, with Maddie doing the dance along the way. Ayla is also wearing the Sia wig, her face is completely hidden from the crowd. When Ayla gets into the ring, Maddie dances on the outside and when the song is finished, Ayla rips off the Sia wig, revealing her face... and revealing the Randy Ramon bandanna on her forehead. She pulls it off then puts it out of the ring.


    Kurt Harrington: And her opponent... The Rockstar, Randy Ramon!


    Ayla stands in the ring, awaiting her opponent, and then the lights go out. Pure darkness engulfs the arena. A red hue brings the big screen to life, with a Flat Line across the center. The pulse of a base drum kicks up, and the Flat Line comes to life, jutting to an apex on every beat, like a heart monitor signaling the dead returning to the land of the living. The base drum continues thumping, building suspense throughout the arena. Louder and louder it grows, until the voice of Patrick Stump, of Fall Out Boy fame, fills the arena:


    "Coming in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile;
    I just followed your scent, you can just follow my smile;
    All of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine;
    Cutting me to the bone, nothing left to leave behind.


    You tried to keep me concealed just like I was a weapon;
    I didn't come for a fight, but I will fight 'til the ending;
    And this will not be a battle, might not turn out okay;
    You know you look so Seattle, but you feel so L.A."



    Then, like Lazarus coming back from the dead, "Rockstar" Randy Ramon steps out from the back, a low spotlight following him. He's wearing royal blue tights, trimmed in bright red, and his traditional leather jacket. A black bandana is tied around his head, just under his eyes, covering his mouth and chin. A vicious vision of saber teeth glows in the dark on the bandana, and his golden hair covers his ears and most of his face. He stops at the top of the ramp and stares down to the ring, staring hesitant daggers through his opponent.


    "I'm gonna get you to burst, just like you were a bubble;
    Frame me up on your wall, just to keep me out of trouble;
    Like a moth getting trapped, in the light by fixation;
    Truly free, love it baby, I'm talking no inflation.


    Too many war wounds, and not enough wars;
    Too few rounds in the ring, and not enough settled scores;
    Too many sharks, not enough blood in the waves;
    You know I give my love a f-f-four letter name.


    And I love... the way... you hurt me... it's irresistible."



    The vocals and base drum abruptly stop, filling the arena with a pregnant silence for a few seconds. And then...


    "THIS IS MY TOWN!!!


    IT'S MY TOWN!!


    IT'S MY TOWN!!


    IT'S MY TOWN!!"



    ...the crowd erupts as the stagnant Rockstar springs to life, ripping the bandana from his face, and tossing it into the crowd. He resumes his usual jovial demeanor, sprinting to the ring and slapping the hands of fans along the way. Randy slides under the bottom rope, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and continues to fire up this rowdy California crowd. As the song plays out, he removes the leather jacket and readies himself for the biggest challenge of his career. He hesitantly waits for the bell to ring.




    Ayla El vs. "Rockstar" Randy Ramon


    The match begins as Ayla and Randy stare down at each other. They share a look then nod, and then quickly grapple. They struggle for control, Randy goes for a quick suplex but Ayla manages to escape. Ayla, from behind, grabs Randy’s head and falls to the mat for a sitout rear mat slam! She quickly grabs his leg for a pin! 1…!? Randy kicks out instinctively, then rolls to the side. He runs at Ayla with a clothesline, knocking her to the floor! As Ayla gets up, Randy grabs her and whips her into the ropes and when she returns… Spinebuster! Randy goes over her for the pin! 1…!? Ayla kicks out, and the crowd is white hot as Ayla gets up and looks at Randy. They lock up again, and Ayla hits Randy in the gut with a knee, then she grabs his head and falls right down to the mat with a DDT!

    Ayla looks down at Randy, then heads out of the ring. She grabs a steel chair while Randy gets up and goes outside. Randy goes up to Ayla, not seeing the chair, and Ayla bashes it right into his gut! When Randy bends over, Ayla slams it down onto his back! Randy groans in pain. Ayla goes to hit him while on the ground, but Randy rolls away almost expecting it, and Ayla hits the ground and wobbles backwards. Randy fumbles to his feet, taking advantage of Ayla’s confusion, and hits a European uppercut! Ayla flies back into the security barricade, where the fans are crowding, and Randy follows her and grabs her… lifting her up to a brainbuster position! The fans are in awe as they’re close as… Randy drops Ayla right onto the security barricade with a brainbuster!

    Randy looks down at Ayla, seeing her in pain. He climbs up the security barricade, as the fans are cheering. He leaps off of it, with a leg drop! Ayla manages to roll out of the way, and when she does, she also slides the steel chair to where Randy lands! He lands right on the chair! Randy grabs his leg in pain! While on the ground, Ayla runs up to Randy and hits a quick enziguri right to his skull! Randy falls back to the ground! Ayla drags Randy’s body over to the steel steps and then positions herself to a rear naked choke on the steel steps! Randy is squirming in pain as Ayla continues the hold! The referee is yelling at Ayla to let go, but she won’t! Randy knows Ayla well, and knows this move… Randy musters up the strength and rolls off of the steps, taking Ayla with him!

    Ayla lands hard right on her face! Randy gets up after a few moments, then hits an elbow drop onto Ayla’s spine! Randy then goes over the security barricade and goes up into the crowd, which causes the crowd to go crazy! When Ayla gets up, she looks for Randy and sees him waiting in the crowd. She follows him up to the stands and then they begin to brawl. Punches are exchanged as the two fight each other amidst the crowd – it’s crazy! Finally, Randy comes out of nowhere with a Discus Punch! Ayla falls to the ground hard, and Randy picks her up and sets her along the steel banister… locking in the Triple Platinum Texas Clover Leaf with Ayla caught up on the steel banister! She’s screaming in pain as Randy continues the hold, not letting go!

    After a while, Randy lets go of the hold, as the referee demands and reminds him he cannot win without being in the ring. Randy goes back to the ring, while the crowd chants for Ayla to get up. Ayla slowly gets up, and with passion in her heart, heads to the ring where Randy is waiting. When she gets into the ring, things pick up fast – Randy rushes at her, but she dodges and grabs him from behind and hits a lifting reverse STO! Randy gets up and hits a fast dropkick, before grabbing Ayla’s arm and hitting an armdrag! He locks in an armbar, after the armdrag, but Ayla does a sort of flip to escape the armbar! Ayla rushes up to Randy and hits a bulldog! Ayla stomps away at Randy’s skull on the mat! She is about to go for the pin, but Randy hits a chopblock at her knees! Ayla collapses to the ground!

    Randy crawls over her for a pin, but Ayla manages to avoid the pin. Randy picks up Ayla, only to be hit with a split-legged jawbreaker! Ayla goes up to Randy, and picks him up for a STO backbreaker, but Randy slips away pulling Ayla’s head right into his knees! Both Randy and Ayla are down, trying to recover after all the damage they’ve done to each other. After a few moments, they both get back to their feet. They approach each other slowly, until Randy does THE BITCH KICK out of nowhere! Ayla manages to dodge it, and then hits THE REMIX SUPERKICK on Randy! Ayla grabs Randy quickly and does the Break A Bitch Gory Bomb right into a pin! 1…2…3!


    Winner: Ayla El (Match time: 15:39)

    Langdon Trafford: What a match! What a spectacle! These two former tag team partners just put on a classic Back in Business match!

    Piers Gallagher: I don't think they're finished, though!


    Ayla El looks over at her former friend, "Rockstar" Randy Ramon, as he slowly gets up. Ramon goes to the ropes and the referee for help to get up, but Ayla El rushes over and helps Ramon up. The two look at each other until Ayla El puts out his/her hand for Ramon, who doesn't hesitate to shake... then they pull each other into a tight hug.


    Sam McDonald: And there's a Back in Business moment! RevELution has embraced, putting the differences aside!







    The fans are going wild even during a lull in the action, this is Back In Business after all and the FWA fans are loving it.

    ?:
    Thankyou, thankyou...yes this night celebrating me has been great so far.

    The sweet yet condescending tone of voice, the cocky words, everyone knows who it is. Even before Gabrielle has stepped or rather been carried out on stage on the shoulders of two large, shirtless and masked men the FWA fans are booing loudly. She sits up there, perched on their shoulders in her little purple dress, with her legs crossed and the FWA World Championship around her waist and just looks down upon all the people around her.

    Gabrielle:
    You are all here to see me. Nothing and no one else matters. Not Drew Stevenson, not Ryan Rondo, nor does Devin Golden, Wolf...or even my ex husband. I am the star, I am the true World Champion and I am your Goddess. I am the divine woman who has redefined what can be achieved in that ring. I have broken down barriers and created a legacy that is in turn a legend befitting of a Goddesses grandeur. I have proven myself to be unstoppable, the supposed best of the best have challenged me for my World Championship and I have beaten them all with ease.

    Now here I stand at Back In Business ten, with this Championship baring my name and just one person in the world left as a challenge. A man I beat years ago already, but a man that all of you have gone and put all your hopes and dreams into regardless. You all want to see Drew win, to see him finally end my reign...disappointing you all will feel so good. None of you supported me enough when I was fighting the supposed 'good fight', now I enjoy destroying those who you do support. Everyone saw me embarrass that pretend World Champion; Ryan Rondo. Before that it was Shannon O'Neal, Phillip Jackson, Jack of Diamonds, Stu St.Clair, Jason Gryphon and anyone else who foolishly thought they could actually stand in the ring with an immortal and somehow win.

    Every single one of them failed, and ended up beneath me where they belong. I have proven myself to be as good as I say I am a thousand times over. No matter the match type I win. No matter the opponent I win. No matter the stakes I win.

    It is literally that simple; I always win and The Emerald stands no chance here tonight. I advise all of you to prepare for realities brutal way of revealing itself. I advise all of you to adjust yourselves to the sight of seeing me standing tall in the middle of my ring once again. I suggest to all of you to simply enjoy that sight, celebrate the way my World Championship looks so good against my curves.

    She arrogantly blows several kisses to the booing fans before she is carried backstage.




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    March 20 FIGHT NIGHT


    We return from commercial break to find FWA veteran James Sync sitting on a black stool, center the ring. He has his arms crossed and a determined grin on his flat, smug face.


    James Sync: It's Back in Business season, as you all may know. I was thinking, the roster, y'know, it's kinda thin.

    ....


    I am a legend and I want to FACE a legend. .... James Sync...VS STU ST.CLAIR!

    Langdon Trafford: WHAT!?!



    .....



    "Bittersweet Symphony" by The Verve plays, and THE ASTONISHING CHRIS KENNEDY comes out to a HUGE pop, looking better than he ever has. His hair grown back and looking as healthy as it always has, maintaining it's volume and shine.





    Chris Kennedy: You guys don't want me to do the whole "I'm baaaaack" thing do you because honestly, it's never been my style.


    The crowd eats it up. James Sync jumps off of his stool and tosses it over the top rope in a fit of anger.

    James Sync: ... You think...you think that because you HAVE CANCER, that you can waltz in here...


    Chris Kennedy: HAD cancer.




    The audience erupts into cheers and applause, many standing on their feet to applaud Kennedy. James Sync's expression changes from aggravation to a look of genuine sincerity, even he begins to applaud Chris Kennedy.


    Chris Kennedy smiles humbly while James Sync jogs circles around the ring, waving his fist and rallying the crowd to chant "KENNEDY! KENNEDY! KENNEDY". James Sync was still flashing that big, goofy smile and mouthing Kennedy's name when *BAM* BITTERSWEET CHIN SYMPHONY OUTTA NOWHERE!


    .....


    Chris Kennedy: It's um...It's a hard thing to do, laying in a bed the past few months, watching the FWA from the other side of a television screen instead of from the backstage curtain or from within this very ring.

    ....

    So that's it. This is me. New and improved. 100 percent. And to be honest with you, when I got to the arena tonight, I had zero intentions of crashing little James Syncs promo over here, but when he issued his challenge to Stu St. Clair, I had no choice. The bastard stole my idea.


    ....


    Stu, you and I have never faced each other one on one.

    ....


    CHRIS KENNEDY VS STU ST. CLAIR. BACK IN BUSINESS X. The fans, they are not going to care if we are stuck with a shitty main event because you and I? You and I are the main event, no matter where that match falls on the card.



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    April 10 FIGHT NIGHT



    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson vs. "The Astonishing" Chris Kennedy

    ..........

    "The Astonishing" Chris Kennedy astounded the entire arena, especially Drew Stevenson, with a kick-up from the laying-flat position and a loud "SMACK" sound from his boot connecting right into Stevenson's chin.


    Crowd: ONE..........TWO...........THREE!!!!!!!!!


    .....


    Chris Kennedy is up first, leaning against the ropes. Drew Stevenson is on the apron, yet to get completely to his feet, but with his North American title strap in his hand and hanging over the apron's edge and in the air.


    Then...


    David Weinstock: Why are the lights off, guys?


    Everything goes black while Stevenson finally rolls out of the ring. Kennedy is the only one left, looking around with hardly any energy remaining.



    When the lights turn on, right as Langdon says it, Kennedy is peering into the eyes of a reptile. "The Astonishing" Chris Kennedy's eyes go big, looking down and seeing a King Cobra coiled up in a circle and tongue hissing with its eyes locked on Stu "The Snake" St. Clair's challenger at Back in Business X.



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    April 20 CROSSFIRE



    Chris Kennedy: .... At first, I thought that Stu St. Clair just stopped caring about the FWA, and I figured you guys felt the same way, that Stu abandoned you. However, I know the real reason for St. Clair's absence and I'm here to let you know that it's NOT because he gave up on you guys, I know that now and I want you all to know that. I'm sure Stu values all of his fans, because it's not as if there are many people who like him in his personal life. No, the REAL reason that Stu has been hiding, is because he IS AFRAID OF ME.

    ....

    That's right, EVERYTHING. 3 time World Champion, 2 time tag team champion, X-Division champion, Carnal Contendership winner, Golden Opportunity winner, consecutive Back in Business main events, consecutive "Wrestler of the Year" awards, at only 5 years in, my resume is one of the most decorated in this business.

    ....

    So Stu St. Clair, you never had the balls to accept my challenge in person, so I'm BEGGING you: Come out right now, and tell me you aren't afraid of me. Come out here and show me the Stu St. Clair of OLD, the vicious and malicious son of a bitch that set people on FIRE to prove his superiority. WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!?!!!!

    Kennedy finally lets his frustration belt out at full volume. His face is turning red and all he wants is Stu to show him the respect he deserves. Kennedy waits, and waits, and waits, until nothing.

    Chris Kennedy: That's....That's what I thought.

    Kennedy drops the microphone and looks as if he's about to leave the ring WHEN SUDDENLY THE LIGHTS GO OUT. The lights remain out for 4 seconds before finally coming back up. When the lights DO go up, STU THE SNAKE ST.CLAIR IS STANDING BEHIND CHRIS KENNEDY!!

    Kennedy turns around and BAM! Damien's Death Drop on Chris Kennedy! CHRIS KENNEDY IS KNOCKED OUT!!! Stu St. Clair picks up the microphone and stands over a limp Chris Kennedy.

    Stu St.Clair: Be careful what you wish for, BOY.


    ....


    You may just get it.



    "Cradle of Filth" by Mr. Crowley hits and the crowd explodes as a man with long black hair and a leather jacket appears with a King cobra wrapped around his neck and a hawk on his shoulder. The arena goes silent, holding up Undertaker-like matches and cell phone lights to wave in the air. Stu St. Clair walks with a sullen face toward the ring and slides in.

    "Bitter Sweet Symphony" plays next and the lights shine down on the night sky of Pasadena as "The Astonishing" Chris Kennedy appears with a gold jacket. He is the light to Stu's darkness as Kennedy hops around with his natural charisma and shows his obvious contract to the stoic, dark Stu St. Clair.

    The two legends need no announcers to hype the match. Kennedy looks into the eyes of Stu and focuses. Stu, already focused, looks back in. Two legends who never have faced before ... set to do battle at Back in Business X.




    The Battle of Legends
    Stu "The Snake" St. Clair vs. "The Astonishing" Chris Kennedy



    Kennedy and St.Clair circle the ring a few times before they attack each other. Kennedy knows better than to try and match power with St.Clair, so he is waits for him to come to him. St.Clair lunges for Kennedy, but she ducks out of the way, making good use of his speed. At 6’4, St.Clair has only a slight height and leverage advantage, however Kennedy is that much more out of reach, minding the advantage and keeping his distance, circling around his opponent as St.Clair has to work harder just to catch Kennedy. Kennedy's is reminiscent of a mongoose stalking a cobra, staying mobile and hoping to god the cobra doesn't strike before he tires him out. Kennedy get's a bit ballsy and closes in on Stu, attempting to execute a side kick on St. Clair. The Snake catches Kennedy's leg and pushes it away. Kennedy attempts a second kick and once again, Stu grabs it and pushes it away, this time following up with a running clothesline! Kennedy hits the mat with a sickening thud before quickly rolling out a charging St.Clair, avoiding a ground kick. Kennedy springs up and stares eye to eye with St.Clair before rushing in. St.Clair goes to swing at Kennedy, but Kennedy trips him as St.Clair falls to the mat, as Kennedy rolls into a front headlock. St.Clair gets to his feet, and shoves Kennedy into the ropes, and flattens him with a shoulderblock. St.Clair runs and bounces off the ropes, but Kennedy suddenly kips up and gives St.Clair an armdrag. Kennedy tries to go for the kill early with the Triangle Choke, but can only keep St.Clair down for a few seconds as the larger man powers out. St.Clair lunges for Kennedy again, but Kennedy is too quick, He sweep kicks St.Clair’s legs out from under him, sending him crashing onto his back. Kennedy immediately follows up with a modified knee bar, in an attempt to torque St.Clair’s knee out of socket. Startled, St.Clair immediately starts to lay into Kennedy with vicious rights, making him release the hold. St.Clair gets to his feet as he tries to assess the damage done to his knee, which allows Kennedy to capitalize and land in a few stiff kicks and a chopblock to St.Clair’s Knee. Kennedy goes for the knee bar again, but St.Clair rolls out of the ring, trying to get away from Kennedy. He has a look a surprise on his face as Kennedy taunts him from the inside, causing St.Clair to get frustrated a little bit. St.Clair cautiously gets back into the ring, as he and Kennedy circle each other again. St.Clair lunges for Kennedy again, but this time he’s ready, as he knees Kennedy in the gut. St.Clair hammers Kennedy with clubbing blows, which bring him to him knees; he whips the smaller man into the ropes, and catches him with his knee causing him to flip over it. St.Clair follows up with a running elbow drop. He makes the first cover of the match but can’t keep Kennedy down for long as he kicks out before the ref even has a chance to get a one count. St.Clair picks Kennedy up in a bear hug, and tries to squeeze the life out of him, so she gouges his eyes, causing him to release him, Kennedy then hits a shuffle side kick on St.Clair, which floors him, Kennedy follows up with a standing moonsault and tries for his own cover but just like the last time, St.Clair powers out before the ref has the chance to get to one. Kennedy hits a jumping Enzuigiri, then locks in a straight arm bar without hesitating. After a bit of a struggle, St.Clair manages to fight out of the hold, he sends Kennedy into the ropes again, but misses a clothesline attempt, which he follows up by catching him in mid air as he runs and bounces off the opposite ropes. St.Clair gives Kennedy a swinging side slam into a backbreaker combination; St.Clair then chokes Kennedy for a count of 4. St.Clair picks up Kennedy onto his shoulder, and then sets him into position for his world famous DDT (a move that even his mentor Jake "The Snake" Roberts can not do as well as Stu does). He tries to end it early but Kennedy pushes out. St.Clair just rolls with it, following up with a hard clothesline, following with a Running Leg Lariat to his opponent when his head is on bottom rope. The dominant Snake then makes a lazy cover, which Kennedy kicks out of after a 1 count. St.Clair whips Kennedy into the turnbuckle, and tries to follow up with a splash, but Kennedy moves out of the way. Kennedy kicks St.Clair in the back of the head, causing him to straddle the turnbuckle. Kennedy begins to stomp away on St.Clair’s knee that he previously tried to wrench out of socket. Kennedy is clearly wearing Stu down at the knee in an attempt to slow him down. St.Clair screams in pain, but manages to turn around and shove Kennedy off of him. St.Clair connects with a brutal UPPERCUT on Kennedy, turning him inside out and making him see stars. St.Clair picks Kennedy up and drives him spine first into the adjacent turnbuckle. St.Clair then hits yet ANOTHER Uppercut on Kennedy. St.Clair then delivers a Neck Crank Suplex, then goes for another cover, 1…. 2…. But Kennedy kicks out again.

    St.Clair tries for a vertical suplex, but Kennedy counters with an inside cradle for a quick count. St.Clair lunges for Kennedy, but he grabs his arm, twists it, and flips him over onto his back and applies another armbar. St.Clair struggles to release himself from the hold, and finally kicks Kennedy off of him. St.Clair barely has time to react, as Kennedy takes him down again with a drop toe hold, she starts to work over his elbow and wrist joints, as St.Clair struggles to keep his composer. Kennedy applies a reverse gogoplata, while performing a body scissors on St.Clair, he takes his arm and pulls it behind his back has she takes him leg and applies pressure behind St.Clair head and neck, all while doing this she turns to him side. Kennedy tries to wrench St.Clair’s arm out of its socket, as St.Clair screams in pain. St.Clair finally manages to find a way to counter the foreign submission hold, but he can’t even stand up before Kennedy pounces on him again and goes back to work on St.Clair’s arm and shoulder, this time locking in a fujiwara armbar. St.Clair breathes against the pain and somehow reaches the bottom rope forcing Kennedy to relinquish the hold. St.Clair struggles to his feet, only to be met by a stiff kick to the head by Kennedy. Kennedy goes for the cover 1…..2…..but can only manage a two count. Kennedy brings St.Clair to his feet, but he overpowers him and tosses him to the outside, St.Clair follows and begins to work Kennedy over on the outside as the ref begins to count.

    St.Clair drops Kennedy’s body on top of the barricade, then tosses him into the ring stairs so hard, the stairs separate. St.Clair gets back into the ring and begins to gloat has he thinks he has the match won as Kennedy is incapacitated on the outside, but he is utterly shocked when Kennedy not only recovers, but gets back into the ring at the count of 9. St.Clair attempts a clothesline, but Kennedy ducks and kicks St.Clair in the knee, then in the head, flooring the larger man, Kennedy tries to do more damage to St.Clair’s arm, but he throws him off. Kennedy tries for the arm again, but walks right into a huge front power slam by St.Clair. St.Clair picks up Kennedy on his shoulder and delivers Snake eyes on the turnbuckle then runs and follows up and destroys Kennedy with a running boot to the face. Kennedy looks to be out of it, as St.Clair measures him for the Damiens Death Drop, but he thinks otherwise and heads to the top rope, looking to do more damage. St.Clair looks to leap but to his horror Kennedy gets up and meets him mid fight with a twisting spin kick, cracking St.Clair in the side of the head, and knocking him out of the air. While St.Clair tries to recover, Kennedy climbs to the top rope, He waits for St.Clair to get up then she jumps, trapping him in him deadly tilt a whirl into a head scissors armbar, further wrenching St.Clair’s injured arm at a ridiculous angle. The pain is so unbearable that it brings St.Clair to his knees, St.Clair struggles against the hold, but Kennedy is showing no Mercy. Finally, using his size advantage wisely, St.Clair manages to overpower Kennedy and roll out of the hold. He has no time to recover has Kennedy dropkicks St.Clair’s shoulder, sending the larger man screaming in pain and moving closer towards the ropes. Kennedy repeats the move, and St.Clair rolls out of the ring to tend to his shoulder, as Kennedy plays off the crowd, before climbing the top rope and rallying their cheers, further taunting St.Clair. St.Clair gets to his feet as Kennedy walks over to the ropes, Kennedy then slingshots himself over the top rope and lays St.Clair out with a Suicide Dive. Both men are down but as Stu broke Kennedy's fall, it's inevitable that Kennedy is up first, which he is by the refs count of four. Kennedy then gets back into the ring and waits for St.Clair to answer to 10 count, which he does, at the count of nine. Kennedy begins to stalk St.Clair, but he makes a mistake when he tries for roundhouse kick. St.Clair catches his foot and hits a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker into Bow & Arrow Submission. He has the hold tightly applied to Kennedy, but Kennedy is too close to the ropes and the ref tells him break it. Stu refuses and the ref begins to count to 5. one...two...three...four....Stu breaks the hold and just shoots the ref a crazed look. St.Clair then proceeds to hit two Belly to Back suplex, as he drives Kennedy down with authority on the second one. St.Clair begins to stalk Kennedy for the Damien's Death Drop but Kennedy wisely drops down and rolls out of the way at the last second, frustrating St.Clair even more. Both superstars take some time out to get their bearings again, and begin to circle each other, having felt each other out, they began to plan their next move. Both wrestlers are starting feel the effects of fatigue, St.Clair’s right arm is killing him, and Kennedy feels that he may have tweaked him back, although he can't feel the pain very well. St.Clair runs at Kennedy, but he dodges him, and hits a series of fast kicks to his legs and sides. St.Clair brushes off the flurry of kicks, and tries to grab Kennedy, but he catches his arm and bends his wrist in a painful wristlock. St.Clair is brought to his knees again but he manages to use his brute strength to toss Kennedy off of him. Kennedy tries a new tactic as he tries to run and slide past St.Clair in a cat and mouse game, and he succeeds in sliding underneath the larger opponents legs, and proceeds to kicks St.Clair’s legs from out from under him again, causing the big guy to fall forward, but instead of moving forward to work on his arm as St.Clair suspected, he applies The Kennedy Curse (Crossface Crippler) taking St.Clair by surprise and completely off his game. Kennedy has the crowd behind him as St. Clair struggles to pull himself closer to the ropes. He grabs the ropes and now it's Kennedy who refuses to break the hold. The Ref counts...one...two...."SHUT UP! I HAVE TILL FIVE!!" Kennedy yells. three....four....and Kennedy breaks the hold. St.Clair then gets to his feet has fast as he can and whirls to face Kennedy. Kennedy has a sly grin on his face as St.Clair begins to talk trash. St.Clair lunges for Kennedy again, but anticipates him trying to block his attempt by catching his arm, and when she goes to try and flip him, St.Clair uses his power to grab hold of Kennedy and force him backwards against the turnbuckle. St.Clair begins to hammer away on Kennedy in the corner; he beats him to the ground and begins to choke him against the bottom of the turnbuckle with his foot. The ref counts to 4 as St.Clair releases the hold. St.Clair picks up Kennedy and places him in the tree of woe. St.Clair sprints back to the opposite turnbuckle, then runs full force and dropkicks Kennedy in the head, causing him upper body to snap back and him lower body to slump to the ground. St.Clair picks Kennedy up and sets him up for a vertical suplex, he lifts him small body above his head in a delayed vertical suplex, but makes a mistake when he tries to humiliate Kennedy, by holding him by only one arm, the same arm that Kennedy had been working on the whole match. St.Clair tried to show the crowd that despite Kennedy’s best efforts, him attempts to try and break his momentum are not going to work.

    Kennedy used that opportunity to switch the momentum back to him favor, and before St.Clair could complete his suplex, Kennedy falls on top of him, on top of his arm, and immediately goes back to work on it by locking on another fujiwara armbar. St.Clair screams in pain, as Kennedy further wears down his arm, but St.Clair refuses to tap and gets to the bottom rope. Kennedy’s backs off St.Clair and lets him get to his feet again. St.Clair tries for a clothesline but again is to slow as Kennedy ducks out of the way. Kennedy tries for a roundhouse kick but St.Clair sidesteps the manoeuvre, but is too slow to avoid the sweep kick follow up, which takes St.Clair down. Kennedy starts to work over St.Clair shoulder joints again, and locks in him Americana armbar, which contorts St.Clair’s arm at a weird angle. Kennedy comes close to making St.Clair tap, but St.Clair manages to grab hold of Kennedy and claw at him eyes until he released the hold. St.Clair gets to his feet, and clutches his shoulder in pain, he backs away from Kennedy who is ready to strike again. The crowd begins to get behind both Kennedy and St.Clair as St.Clair and they chant "THIS IS AWESOME. THIS IS AWESOME". He is looking for an opportunity to throw Kennedy off him game, and he finally does by rolling out of the ring and baiting Kennedy to follow him, which he does. St.Clair quickly rolls back into the ring and attacks Kennedy when he tries to get back inside the ring. St.Clair gets back into the match by whipping Kennedy into the ropes and landing a Atomic Drop. St.Clair waits for Kennedy to get up, before running and bouncing off the ropes, connection with a vicious running knee lift. St.Clair goes for the cover 1…………2………… but Kennedy barely gets the shoulder up as St.Clair can only manage a long 2 count. St.Clair slams his fists down against the mat in frustration as he can’t seem to manage to put Kennedy away. St.Clair signals for the end of the match as he picks up Kennedy’s body, only to fall back and lock him in the rear naked choke, in an attempt to suck any life he may have left out of him. Kennedy looks to be fading fast, and can’t seem to hold on much longer, until he sees a way to counter the move. In desperation, Kennedy reaches down and grabs hold of St.Clair’s leg and pulls it towards him, he grabs his ankle, the same one he worked on earlier, and locks on the Ankle lock, as St.Clair struggles to choke him out with the rear naked choke. Kennedy’s desperation plan works, as the Ankle lock is too much for St.Clair to bear, and he releases the rear naked choke submission he has locked in, as Kennedy drags St.Clair away from the ropes and adds a grapevine to the ankle lock, helping to keep St.Clair grounded. St.Clair struggles against the hold, as he finds that he can’t turn his body to kick Kennedy off of him, so he decides to try and make it to the ropes. St.Clair can barely lift his body has his right arm buckles as he tries to lift himself, so he decides to crawl to the ropes, inch by inch he moves his body, dragging Kennedy with him. Somehow, St.Clair guts it out and makes it to the bottom rope making Kennedy break him accursed hold. St.Clair Struggles to get to his feet, his whole body hurting, Kennedy kicks him shoulder, then starts to work over his ankle. St.Clair is screaming in frustration and anger as he tries in vain to keep Kennedy from applying anothim one of him submissions, or from furthim damaging his shoulder or knee with one of him vicious kicks but to no avail. Kennedy begins to work on St.Clair’s knee by hitting some low dropkicks. Kennedy hits two of them and they send St.Clair tumbling in agony across the match. Kennedy runs and bounces off of the ropes to try for a third low dropkick, but St.Clair surprises him with a huge spinning spinebuster, knocking both competitors down and out as the ref begins the 10 count. 1....2…..3…..4….5….neither competitor as answered so far, 6…7…8, Both Kennedy and St.Clair begin to stir, with Kennedy getting up first. The crowd is firmly behind Kennedy, as they will him on. St.Clair and Kennedy begin to trade blows back and forth, with Kennedy getting the better of the two. Kennedy tries to kick St.Clair in the head, but he dodges the kick and clotheslines Kennedy. St.Clair composes himself, runs and bounces off the ropes to try and do more damage to Kennedy, but he kips up suddenly, and leap frogs over him, as St.Clair rolls underneath him. St.Clair runs and bounces off the opposite ropes, but Kennedy meets him with a backflip kick. Kennedy measures St.Clair and attempts The Bittersweet Chin Symphony but Stu quickly moves out of the way. The crowd is going wild as Kennedy and Stu circle the ring once more.

    After circling for a few seconds, they lock up and St.Clair gets the better of Kennedy, hoisting him over his shoulders. Kennedy slides down Stu's back and elbows the back of his head. Stu stumbles forward and Kennedy charges at him, but Stu quickly turns and catches him, charging him into the turnbuckle. Stu waits for Kennedy to turn around and hits THE DAMIEN'S DEATH DROP! Stu St.Clair has the entire stadium on their feet in excitement as he covers Chris Kennedy.

    1....
    2....

    CHRIS KENNEDY KICKS OUT! Stu St. Clair looks like a deer in headlights. He picks Kennedy up and lifts him over his back. Kennedy slides down Stu's back yet again and Stu turns around. It's already too late. BITTERSWEET CHIN SYMPHONY on Stu St.Clair. The crowd erupts as Kennedy drops for the pin.

    1...

    2...

    3.

    Chris Kennedy wins.

    Kennedy lays inside the ring while Stu St. Clair lays next to him. Neither man moves, both breathing heavily, as the crowd explodes with a round of applause befitting both men's efforts.


    Langdon Trafford: I cannot believe it. Kennedy and Stu went to the ends of the earth, found EVERYTHING they had, and Kennedy again proved why he is Mr. Back in Business. Five...and...zero.


    Kennedy lays on the ground for about a minute. He rolls to the apron, and then out the ring as the referee does the usual hand raise. Stu lays in the ring, trying to collect himself. Both men are respectful of one another's effort but staying distant. The crowd remains standing.


    Harry Baxter:
    It was one of the greatest matches I've ever seen in the history of Back in Business...or the FWA.


    Kennedy is up first and walks up the entrance aisle. Stu sits up, looks around, shakes his head and restructures his jaw. He then looks down the aisle at Kennedy, even though he didn't win, Stu knows he showed the world he IS NOT DONE. Kennedy looks back, knowing the same but glad his streak at Back in Business remains intact.





    CARNAL CONTENDERSHIP 2015


    Sam McDonald: But Rondo has his legs around Golden's neck! Who will give here?!

    Rondo keeps dropping more and more. Golden tries prying Rondo's legs apart from his neck, and Rondo now presses against the apron canvas completely upside-down. Rondo tightens the grip around Golden's legs and pulls harder...and Golden now falls forward over the top ropes and is upside-down hanging!!!

    Harry Baxter: OH MY GOD!

    Golden lands behind Rondo, but still on the apron. Both are upside-down and supported by their feet behind against the ropes. But Rondo is inside and Golden is vulnerable. Rondo pushes himself up, curls his knees around the ropes and pushes against the canvas to where he is hanging like a see-saw on top the ropes. Then he pushes against Golden's thighs, pushing himself back into the ring and tipping "The Rotten Gold" over!!! The former World Heavyweight Champion falls backwards, his feet landing on the ground and stumbling on his stomach to the floor, and the NEW World Heavyweight Champion raises his arms and collapses back as the fans EXPLODE with cheers!!!

    Langdon Trafford: YES! YES! RONDO DID IT!

    Sam McDonald: THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IS CROWNED!!!


    The referee rushes out and retrieves the FWA World Heavyweight Championship belt, which Ashley 'O Ryan carried out when making the announcement, and then delivers it to Rondo's waiting vice grip clutching it against his chest like a long-lost treasure!!!


    Winner of Carnal Contendership and the NEW FWA World Heavyweight Champion: "The Last Star in the Sky" Ryan Rondo


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    March 23 CROSSFIRE


    The ring announcer hands a mic in through the ropes and Ashley casually saunters around the ring, a big smile covering his face as he looks around at the fans. The music gradually fades away and Ashley comes to a stop in the middle of the ring, listening to the crowd noise for a few moments before he starts to speak up.

    Ashley O' Ryan: First of all, I'd like to officially congratulate Ryan Rondo on winning the 2015 Carnal Contendership and becoming the second grandslam champion in FWA history. Congratulations Ryan, you definitely earned it.

    The fans respond with cheers and Ashley applauds along with them, more than happy to show his respect for Rondo's history-making accomplishment. He nods a little at the sustained cheers, waiting until they die down a little so he can continue.


    Ashley O' Ryan: And now we need a challenger and I think it is only fair to pick a chalenger from the Carnal Contendership. Someone that really shined in the match. I've reviewed the tapes several times and I've spoken to referees, commentaors, janitors and they've all given me the exact same answer... Devin Golden! I am more than happy to announce that the Main Event of this year's Back in Business is going to be...


    World Heavyweight Championship
    Ryan Rondo vs. Devin Golden


    "Hail to the King" starts to play and Jimmy King walks on the ramp with microphone in his hand.


    Jimmy King: I don't agree with what you said right now. I have someone else on my mind.

    ...

    The man I am talking about is no other than Phillip A. Jackson. As a co-General Manager I am adding him to the match for the World Heavyweight Championship at Back in Business!

    World Heavyweight Championship
    Ryan Rondo vs. Devin Golden vs. Phillip A. Jackson


    -------



    "Last Star in the Sky" Ryan Rondo vs. "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden


    ....


    Rondo goes on the attack with some hard shots before he drags Golden out of the corner, then goes downstairs with a knee to the gut! Rondo lifts him up and goes for RKO but Golden squirms loose and drops down behind him, taking Rondo down with a rollup! Rondo tries to kickout but Golden holds him down, scoring a quick pinfall!

    Winner: Devin Golden




    The camera takes a look at the ramp to reveal a man we have never seen before in person. It is the head of the creative department Tomáš Magyar.

    Tomáš Magyar: You should have known better, Rondo. You tried to use me to put yourself over and make yourself look important. That was a big mistake. You could have talked trash abou Devin, Keith or Matt and you chose me. They would have let it slide for entertainment's sake I am not like them I will not stand here and look on as you drag my name through the mud without doing anything about it. You won the Carnal Contendership and as we all agreed that if a Crossfire superstar wins it he will become the World Heavyweight Champion. I can't change that.

    .....

    The booming voice and the rumbling hum both come to an abrupt stop. The smoke is still pouring out from the eyes of the demon's head and all around its base. Suddenly, there were footsteps.

    ... It was the man known as WOLF!


    Sam McDonald: This is the first ever Grandslam champion. This is the man that put Jimmy King into a comma and Devin Golden might be undefeated right now, but he could never beat this man in singles competition.

    He stares into the camera with an emotionless gaze, but it's hard to contain the rage and intensity burning behind his eyes.


    World Heavyweight Championship
    Ryan Rondo vs. Devin Golden vs. Phillip A. Jackson vs. Wolf



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    April 10 CROSSFIRE



    WOLF vs. "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden


    ......

    "GOLDEN HAS NEVER DEFEATED WOLF!"


    Harry Baxter: They said they were going to tear the roof off of this place and they are delivering.


    Wolf gets back to his feet. He picks up Golden for THE FINAL HOWL! Devin counters with a DDT. He goes up for THE GOLDEN TOUCH!! He hits the mark! 1..2..KICK OUT! Golden can't believe it and he goes for another GOLDEN TOUCH!!! And he hits again! 1...2...KICK OUT!

    Sam McDonald: Wolf just kicked out of two Golden Touches!!!


    Devin Golden is getting frustrated and he goes up again and hits THE GOLDEN TOUCH FOR THE THIRD TIME! 1...2...3!!!!!!

    Winner: Devin Golden


    Sam McDonald: For the first time in his illustrious career Devin Golden has beaten Wolf one on one!

    Lucy Pinder: And the streak continues! 16 and 0!!!


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    CROSSFIRE APRIL 17


    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson vs. "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden


    Stevenson has Golden and hits "Final Conflict" out of nowhere!!!! Stevenson crawls and pins!


    Sam McDonald: OH MY! ONE...........TWO............THREE!!!


    The crowd explodes with cheers as Golden lifts his shoulder right after the three count registers! And it's Drew Stevenson rolling off Golden's body and getting his hand raised!!!


    Harry Baxter: Devin Golden has lost! He is no longer undefeated since returning!


    Lucy Pinder: Gabrielle must have watched that! She must have seen Drew Stevenson defeat a man no one else in the FWA has been able to defeat!



    Winner: "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson




    The music hits and out comes Ryan Rondo, promptly making his way down the ramp toward ringside.


    Ryan Rondo: I am going to make this short and sweet because I have talked plenty this week and something tells me you are getting tired off hearing yapping everywhere you look. I am the World Champion! You know what that f*cking means!? I am the only real fighting champion here!



    Wolf: I came to stop this nonsense. They say that impersonation is the most sincerest form of flattery. A musician once said that, you know you've made it when everyone sounds like you... I tend to disagree, when I think of impersonation I think of words like: Phony, Fake, Imposter... Devin Golden, Ryan Rondo, you aren't me, you can't be me, you will never, ever, ever, ever, ever, in a thousand years be me... Good, bad, there's only one. But I guess my real question is... Ryan Rondo, are you telling me that you just now grew a pair of testicles? Where the hell did you get the big-boy voice?



    "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden, tired and hardly able to stand, grabs a microphone. The crowd mixes cheers with boos as his sweat still slides down his face.


    "You two talk out here like your bitter feud means something special to me. I get it. You guys don't like one another. But you let something happen ... that you shouldn't have. You let Devin Golden rise from the grave you, Wolf, put him in last summer in his Whyte Thunder charade. You let Devin Golden rise up, like black smoke, and engulf the entire house that is the FWA and Crossfire. You thought it was just a little smoke, easy to put out in due time. That's what everyone believed, right? 'Who cares if Devin Golden is winning matches on SMASH against Jay Starr or Darryl Digby or whomever. We can worry about him when needed.'

    Well, it's needed, but it's too damn late.




    Rondo is nailed from behind by a shot from Devin Golden! Devin stomps Rondo several times, then delivers a quick snap suplex. Rondo is in trouble as Golden stomps him repeatedly, forcing him into the corner against the bottom turnbuckle. Rondo is absolutely spent as Golden takes liberties with him, stomping him violently in the chest and the side of the skull. Seconds later, the boos from the crowd continue to grow as PAJ comes running down the ramp and he slides into the ring!


    Sam McDonald: PAJ's joining the brawl and I don't think Rondo saw him coming!

    Wolf turns back to the ring and [CRACK] he gets leveled by Rondo with a shot from the title
    belt!


    Lucy Pinder: Right between the eyes!


    Sam McDonald: Rondo just took Wolf out with the World Title!


    The fans boo as Rondo stands tall, with all three of his Back in Business challengers laid out around him. Rondo looks out over the crowd and he raises the championship high overhead, drawing even more hatred from the crowd. The show comes to an end with a steady shot of Rondo holding the title in the air...

    The arena goes to a light excitement, a buzzing, as Lucy Pinder stands inside the ring ready to tell the rules. The crowd begins a small "WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!" chant, and trades with "Ryan-Rondo, clap-clap, clap-clap-clap"


    Lucy Pinder: This match is a four-way for the FWA World Heavyweight Championship. The rules are elimination, meaning the winner is the last person to not be pinned or submit. Introducing first...the challengers...




    Sam McDonald: Let me tell you, this is one tough first title defense for Ryan Rondo. The FWA World Heavyweight Championship is up for grabs with four men going for it. FOUR!


    "Coma" by Guns 'N Roses begins and the lights dim as "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden slowly walks out to a stream of mixed reviews from the fans. His eyeliner, of black color, matches his earrings and nose ring with his red highlight tips in his hair.


    Harry Baxter: Golden looks ... possessed. He looks like he's in another world.

    Sam McDonald: He looks like a man convinced of knowing the future my a truthspeaker from New Orleans.


    "Cult of Personality" by Living Colour begins and Phillip A. Jackson emerges as The Movement's leader for the main event match. He strides with his smug look and smiles, knowing he is on the grandest stage. He walks down the aisle and ignores the fans, and stares a hole into the man he has no personal feud with, Devin Golden.


    Sam McDonald: Can I say this? ... Golden was 16-0 since returning to the FWA last October. Then he lost to Drew Stevenson, who faces Gabrielle Montgomery later tonight for the FWA World Championship. Phillip A. Jackson ended the night, the final Crossfire, as the only man standing along with The Movement. Does Phillip A. Jackson have the upper edge?

    Harry Baxter: No one is considering him, but I wouldn't look past him. They did it last summer, and he defeated Ryan Rondo and Shane McLean to win the World Championship.


    "Broke, Beat and Scarred" by Metallica begins and the entire stadium EXPLODES as WOLF appears. Phillip A. Jackson and Devin Golden both roll out the ring, and are ready to greet "The Beast." WOLF stands in between both and looks at them.


    Sam McDonald: WOLF...the legend. If he wins, it is the staple of his FWA career. If he wins here, he has NOTHING left to accomplish!


    All three men are waiting, and then "Just Close Your Eyes" plays and "Last Star in the Sky" Ryan Rondo emerges. He holds the FWA World Heavyweight Championship in the air and walks down, but stops right in the center of the entrance aisle. He and WOLF exchange a glare. Then it's Golden and Rondo, Golden and WOLF, Phillip A. Jackson and Rondo, Phillip A. Jackson and WOLF. Jackson stands next to the ring steps on the front side of the ring. Golden is on the adjacent front ring post, outside the ring. WOLF stands between them and Rondo up the aisle.


    Sam McDonald: This match has a feel to it, Harry. It has a feel of legendary proportions. You HAVE to be the last one. No first pin wins. It's elimination rules. Ryan Rondo could be pinned early and we will for sure KNOW we will have a new champion.




    FWA World Heavyweight Championship
    "Last Star in the Sky" Ryan Rondo (c) vs. WOLF vs. Phillip A. Jackson vs. "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden




    WOLF screams, beats his chest and charges right at Ryan Rondo. He tackles him, like a weak spear, and begins throwing punches down into the World Heavyweight Champion. Phillip A. Jackson charges but Wolf catches him with a swinging sidebreaker right onto the outside floor, the concrete that makes a red mark on Jackson's back. "The Rotten Gold" just looks at WOLF from 20 feet away, right into his eyes, not intimidated or overanxious. He is focused, determined. WOLF doesn't show the same relaxed focus, it's intense. He walks toward Golden, who stands his ground. WOLF stands right in the face of Golden for a surreal Back in Business X moment. They don't talk, they don't jaw back and forth. WOLF just breaths into Golden's nose, and "The Rotten Gold" looks back without anything more than a shoulder twitch.

    But Rondo comes behind with clubbing right hands into WOLF's upper back. Now it's Rondo beating into WOLF. He lands about 10, then comes up and stares into Golden's eyes. It's the same, except Rondo's beard nearly touches Golden's neck. Rondo looks back and swings, but Golden ducks and lands his own punches. One after the other. Golden has Rondo on his heels until Rondo lands a foot stomp and eye poke. Now he has Golden backing up. Rondo has Golden back to the ring area and goes for a swinging punch, but Golden ducks and shoves Rondo back first into the ring apron.

    Phillip A. Jackson walks WOLF around the ring and sends him into the ring barricade, steel and silver like WCW's old ones. Golden finally rolls Rondo into the ring and Jackson does the same with WOLF. Both follow and the referee tries to switch back and forth his attention.

    Rondo is taken to his feet but Golden's try with a suplex is countered by Rondo's ability to hook his foot around the leg and land a snap suplex. WOLF explodes with shoulder thrusts against Jackson in the corner and continues the barrage. Ryan Rondo sends Golden into the ropes and goes for a kick, but Golden catches it and shakes his head. Rondo hops on his leg and then lands a back kick to the chest with it. Golden stumbles back and WOLF lands a running forearm to Golden's skull. Rondo quickly switches his focus to Phillip A. Jackson, his former N.E.O. teammate and friend.


    Sam McDonald: They just keep switching. There are so many stories, one-on-one stories, in this match. WOLF and Golden are the longest-standing men in this match and have faced one on one more than anyone else in the FWA. WOLF and Rondo have been at each other's throats for weeks. Golden and Rondo are former tag team champions, in Sunrise-Sunset. Rondo and Phillip A. Jackson were in the N.E.O. together, in Jimmy King's alliance together, and were feuding for the World Championship last summer.

    Harry Baxter: The only two without a deep history is "The Rotten Gold" and Phillip A. Jackson, the most recent former World Champion. Imagine that, Jackson's last World Championship reign or title reign of any sort is more recent than the two legends of Devin Golden and WOLF.


    Phillip A. Jackson has turned the tide against Ryan Rondo and hits a snake eyes into the turnbuckle. Rondo stumbles back and Jackson hits a samoan drop! He goes for a cover, but Rondo kicks out at one and a half!

    WOLF has Golden against a turnbuckle and keeps driving shoulders into the ribs. WOLF whips Golden hard chest first into the opposite turnbuckle and charges but Golden lands a back elbow and then runs off the ropes but WOLF lands a surprise SPEAR!!! Golden rolls to the apron and falls out the ring as WOLF looks around and sees the former N.E.O. buddies.

    WOLF sizes them up, tries for ANOTHER spear but Rondo steps to the left and Jackson to the right. WOLF flies right into the turnbuckle shoulder first and hangs there before Jackson hits a surprise PAJle kick and Rondo falls to the mat and rolls like instincts out of the ring!!!


    Sam McDonald: That is instincts! Golden took a spear from WOLF and Rondo a PAJle kick from Jackson. Both rolls away so they couldn't be pinned or even try to be pinned. I guess Golden taught Rondo his tricks!


    Ryan Rondo lays on the outside while Jackson follows. He lands clubbing blows, trading between Rondo and Golden. Jackson is the man in control here as he keeps going, landing those clubbing forearms to the former Sunrise-Sunset tandem. Jackson shoves Rondo back first into the fan barricade, steel and hurting. Golden fires a right hand back and tackles Jackson to the ground before stomping a mudhole into Jackson's chest. Now it's Golden in control, walking around the ring and catching as much oxygen as possible.

    Golden sees Wolf on the apron and lands an Undertaker elbow into the face before grabbing WOLF and pulling him down to the outside floor. Golden has WOLF crawling on his knees and walks him, placing his arm onto the announcer's table. Golden steps up and with WOLF's arm on the table lands a violent stomp smashing the arm into the table!!!

    The crowd boos as WOLF holds his forearm. Golden steps down and grabs WOLF's arm again. And he does a SECOND move, a second stomp into the table. WOLF is hurting. Golden sets up for a THIRD time and is about to do it but Ryan Rondo comes OUT OF NOWHERE and leaps onto the table and hits a BEAUTIFUL DDT right into the table!!!

    The crowd is completely incensitivized by the action. Ryan Rondo lays on the table, looking up into the sky of the open-air Rose Bowl stadium. Golden lays face down on the table. WOLF is laying on the ground next to it but springs up! When he does, Phillip A. Jackson sprints at him surprisingly and lands a dropkick to the knees followed by an enzuiguri! Jackson hops onto the table, looks down and lands thez press punches to his former N.E.O. friend, Ryan Rondo. Phillip A. Jackson looks around and sees the three men down. He places Rondo on top of Golden and hops down from the table. The crowd is going insane as Phillip A. Jackson hops to the apron, and then up to the turnbuckle!


    Sam McDonald: What is Jackson thinking?!


    Jackson screams "THE FWA WILL DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!" He then leaps off, spinning for his "Amazing Splash" spinning frogsplash and Golden shoves Rondo's body off of him and rolls off the table!!! Jackson FALLS RIGHT ONTO THE TABLE AND IT BREAKS!!!


    Harry Baxter: OH MY GOD!!!

    Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!


    WOLF lays on the ground looking at the broken table. Golden looks at it, too. Jackson just lays there, not moving, and Ryan Rondo is still in a haze. Golden grabs Jackson by the arm and pulls him from the rubble. Golden grabs Phillip A. Jackson and pulls him toward the ring steps. The steep steps offer a nice landing for Golden's intentions with Jackson. Golden locks his arms around Jackson and plands him chest first with a vicious release German suplex!!!


    Sam McDonald: I've NEVER...NEVER...seen that. And I mean I've NEVER seen it.


    Jackson is lifeless. He did himself in and Golden capitalized. He rolls him into the ring and grabs Jackson around the neck, and then lifts his dead arm over his own neck. Golden lifts Jackson into the air and is about to drop him for "The Oath" but WOLF slides in and lands a SECOND spear to Golden!!!

    The crowd EXPLODES with a massive pop as Golden lands under the ropes. WOLF looks down but instead of pinning Golden turns to Jackson. When the former champion rises, WOLF lands ANOTHER SPEAR!!! This one plants Jackson right into the middle of the ring, and Wolf covers with two legs hooked!

    .........................1..................................2...................................3!!!


    Elimination: Phillip A. Jackson


    The match is down to three, and Ryan Rondo lands a double leg takedown on WOLF that gives the champion the edge once again. Ryan Rondo grabs WOLF around the neck and locks in a front head lock, taking Wolf down to his knees. Golden is squirming under the ropes, but not to his senses or recovered quite yet. WOLF stays like this until he explodes with a MASSIVE spinebuster!!! The crowd is going NUTS! Wolf is going NUTS! He's beating his chest, his fangs evident and dripping with drool. WOLF stands back, crouches down and looks at Ryan Rondo trying to pull himself to his feet. WOLF charges for ANOTHER spear, but Ryan Rondo collapses and WOLF misses. He stops himself short of the turnbuckle, but "The Rotten Gold" surprises him with a dropkick that sends WOLF into the turnbuckle. Golden catches WOLF stumbling out and hits "The Oath" and covers!!!

    ..........................1................................2...............................3!


    Elimination: WOLF


    Everyone in the arena BOOOOOOOOOOS the holy hell out of "The Rotten Gold," who smiles and looks down at a struggling Ryan Rondo. Golden lightly places his boot into the side of Rondo's face and presses it down, shoving Rondo to his side. Golden looks down at Rondo and simply says, "You've never pinned me. Not this 'ME.'" Golden smiles, but Rondo quickly engages with a cradle!!!

    .......................1...............................2............................KICK OUT!!!

    GOLDEN's eyes are wide and he looks down into a hurting Ryan Rondo. Golden backs away and "The Last Star in the Sky" presses himself up. He can barely keep himself upright, and Golden engages with an arm twist. Rondo is helpless, but Golden is relentless. He swiftly transitions to a German suplex hold and execution. But he keeps the hold. He lands ANOTHER. And keeps the hold. But when Golden goes for a third, Rondo finds some extra energy and lands a snapmare and a swift kick to the spine!!! Golden winces in pain as Rondo falls to his knees.

    Rondo then waits and when Golden is up lands a running bulldog!!! Both men stay down as Rondo pulls himself up using the ropes, barely able to support his efforts. Rondo looks to be surging with energy. He sees Golden rise and charges, landing on his feet after a back body drop attempt and landing a strong whip to the turnbuckle. Then a powerbomb backbreaker!!! Rondo has Golden hurting. "The Last Star in the Sky" shows his strength.

    "I AM BETTER THAN YOU, DAMNIT!!!"

    Rondo goes for a roundhouse kick, but "The Rotten Gold" ducks. Golden is unaware than Rondo was ready and hits a side kick into the stomach, and as Golden stumbles back Rondo hits a Stylin DDT!!!

    Rondo then sees the turnbuckle. His former friend, his former mentor, his former tag team partner, lays on the canvas. Rondo looks fuming, he looks like he has been to another dimension of aggressiveness. Rondo leaps to the top turnbuckle, looks to the sky and hits the Phoenix Splash!!! Rondo quickly scurries to Golden and lays atop, hooking the near leg!


    Crowd: ONE...........TWO...............THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!


    Winner and STILL FWA World Heavyweight Champion: "The Last Star in the Sky" Ryan Rondo (Match time: 32:18)

    Sam McDonald: I've never seen Rondo look like that! NEVER!


    Ryan Rondo is the champion still, and he stands above "The Rotten Gold" as the supreme being, dominant in the final moments against the man who everyone viewed as superior to him for so long.


    Sam McDonald: I mean ... Rondo just annihilated Golden at the end there. Dominated him.


    Rondo leaves the ring, and Golden looks around wondering how this could happen. For the first time in a loooooooooooong time, we see emotion on the face of "The Rotten Gold" Devin Golden. He seems lost, confused, rattled.














    Langdon Trafford: The main event, the match weeks and even months in the making, is here. "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson has been the FWA North American Champion for nine months. Gabrielle Montgomery has been the FWA World Champion for nearly as long. While the two seemed destined to face with each win, it was a little tougher going for Drew Stevenson to get to this point. He had to overcome Executive Excellence and Fight Night general manager Thomas Princeton's best efforts to end his success.

    Piers Gallagher: Somehow, probably through luck, Stevenson survived it all. And after weeks of asking for his first one-on-one World Championship match, the Goddess herself delivered a resounding answer laden with vengeance and retribution. Rule of thumb: Never question a Goddess.

    Langdon Trafford: That is, of course, unless you're something different...something like an Emerald.




    Carnal Contendership 2015


    Dune enters and immediately goes for Gryphon with clubbing blows. Lucian Ace tangles with Rondo and Gabrielle stays on Jackson, who reverses the arm hold with a nice series of kicks to the ribs before a jawbreaker!!!

    Dune hits a Polish hammer on "Living Mythology" before a whip into the ropes and missing with the corner splash. Gryphon lands a back suplex on Dune to reverse the tide...and the buzzer sounds again!

    Entrant #15: "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson

    The crowd gives the LOUDEST ovation of the night when "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson enters to "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold!!! He drops his FWA North American Championship and slides into the ring! Jackson is sent into the ropes by Gabrielle, who sends him over the ropes. He lands on the apron and Gabrielle taunts Phillip Jackson...

    but Stevenson comes behind her and flips her over the ropes and onto the floor!!!

    Elimination #9: Gabrielle Montgomery



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    March 20 FIGHT NIGHT


    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson is standing backstage with the red "EXIT" sign above his head. He has his back to the door, keeping his eyes in front and on every hallway from which a potential attacker and challenger to his North American Championship could come. Stevenson looks at his iPhone and has an exhausted expression, with a cut and dried blood on his forehead and a shiner below his left eye.

    "How much time left 'till the show ends?"


    Someone from the camera crew tasked with following him and filming him responds, "Thirty seconds."


    Langdon Trafford: Drew Stevenson is NOT ALLOWED to leave the arena before Fight Night ends. He has 20 seconds!


    Stevenson backs up to the door, counting down in his head. He presses against the door, the Mexico stars illuminating a black sky. A few parked cars are seen, but Stevenson makes sure not to step beyond the doorway and exit the arena.

    He asks again, "How much time?" Then
    BAM!


    A force on the other side smacked the half-open door into Drew Stevenson's back and head. "The Emerald" falls forward, flat on his face against the concrete floor and unconscious. The cameras zoom in as the FWA North American Championship belt rests on the ground, probably 4 feet from Stevenson's body.

    Footsteps are heard approaching the camera and "The Emerald" as the Fight Night credits appear in the bottom right corner of the screen. As the camera pans out...just five seconds before going to black...an unconscious and possibly concussed Drew Stevenson, the FWA North American Champion, lays on the floor at the feet of ...


    Gabrielle Montgomery, who smiles down at "The Emerald" while her right shoulder supports the FWA World Championship belt, which glows in prime focus while the North American Championship belt and its possessor symbolically lays on the ground as the inferior.


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    April 10 FIGHT NIGHT


    Gabrielle: Last week was an expression of my charity and an example of the level of grandeur that I demand. If I truly wanted it I would be the North American Champion right now.

    ...

    I am above such small Titles, just as I am above every other person on this planet. But Drew Stevenson did deserve to lose that Championship, and I enjoyed putting that fear into him. I hear that when he regained consciousness he was panicking about whether or not he was still North American Champion. That’s what you get Drew for interfering with me. I was going to headline back In Business all by myself…no wait I was going to hold both World Championships at once. Then Drew, you dared to besmirch my being, my body, my good name by robbing me of Carnal glory.


    I am a future Hall Of Famer, I am the greatest of all time. …and nobody is foolish enough to even challenge that fact. It is my destiny, it is my right to shine brighter than everyone else at the biggest event of all time…


    She pauses and runs a teasing finger between her large breasts, she’s getting excited just talking about herself as the fans continue to boo, though many whistle her way.

    Drew Stevenson's theme music blares through the arena, and the entire audience is captivated. "The Emerald" appears through the entrance way and sprints to the ring, where Gabrielle Montgomery backs up in defense.


    Drew,
    "You were right, Gabrielle. You were right about almost all of that. Two things. First, this title is JUST as prestigious as yours.

    ....

    And second, someone did dare challenge you for Back in Business. I have said it show after show, shouted from the rooftops. I want an FWA World Championship shot."



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    April 17 FIGHT NIGHT


    Gabrielle: I am unstoppable, unbeatable, incomparable….and Drew Stevenson has the gall to come at me. To challenge me, to try and take me on…what a joke. Does the poor boy realize what he is in for here? Facing me. For my World Championship. At Back In Business no less.

    ....


    As Gabrielle lifts the microphone up to her lips to continue speaking, she is interrupted as "I'm the Man" by Aloe Blacc blasts over the public address sound system.


    Drew, "... at the end of the day Gabrielle, at Back in Business X? We are not going to be hearing about goddesses anymore. We are not going to be hearing about praise, or how anybody should grovel at anybody's feet anymore because that road has long since passed and you are looking at the man who is going to step into that ring...

    ...

    And beat you in front of the entire world. Oh yeah, I can tell by the look on your face that you don't like anything that I have to say and that's perfectly alright, I would have a very bitter taste in my mouth as well if I knew that my reign as champion was coming to an end."


    Gabrielle: You need to realise Drew that there is a difference between beating inferior little mortals like Drew Jolson and even stepping foot into the ring against me. I am an entirely different being than you have ever faced. You thought my ex husband was a tough fight...you haven't seen anything yet.


    Drew, "You see ... all you are to me is just another able body standing in my way at fulfilling my dream ..."


    "my dream"


    "my dream"


    "my dream"




    "I'm the man" by Aloe Blac begins and the Rose Bowl crowd goes absolutely frantic. Everyone stands in applause to cheer and chant along with the FWA North American Champion's entrance, which is simplistic and involves "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson wearing the championship proudly over his shoulder. He smiles, taking in the scenery, and walks down the aisle with the crowd singing.


    Langdon Trafford: Drew Stevenson has worked for three years to get to this point in the FWA, a point that takes some people a year, maybe even six months. "The Emerald" is finally in the main event of Back in Business, finally getting his opportunity to win the FWA World Championship.

    Piers Gallagher: And you said it best, Langdon. It's BACK...IN...BUSINESS...TEN! It's the biggest match on the biggest show in the history of the FWA. Will this moment be too much to bear for "The Emerald?" Will he crumble from the pressure against arguably the greatest wrestler ever, male or female, in FWA history?


    "The Emerald" walks into the middle of the ring and embraces center stage. The crowd continues singing along with the song. It's truly a special moment.


    Crowd: HE'S THE MAN, HE'S THE MAN, HE'S THE MAN!

    Langdon Trafford: Drew Stevenson won five North American Championship matches in ONE Fight Night. I don't think he crumbles to any pressure. I don't think any moment is too big for him.

    Piers Gallagher: But when he sees Gabrielle appear, and when he knows this is the career-defining moment and knows EVERYONE in this stadium, in THE FREAKING ROSE BOWL, is backing him and depending on him, will it be too much?



    As Drew Stevenson stands in the ring before a wildly cheering audience 'I Forgive But Wont Forget' comes to life over the loudspeakers.


    Piers Gallagher:
    Get ready for a show!


    The FWA faithful boo, cheer, and whistle but
    Gabrielle does not immediately come out. Instead an army of large, shirtless, muscular and masked men walk out and line either side of the entry way all the way down to the ring. The women in the crowd cheer the sight while the male FWA fans are mostly silent. They all take their positions facing each other and out stretch their hands, and then Gabrielle is carried out on the shoulders of two more large shirtless men. She proudly holds the FWA World Championship above her head, showing it off to the world. The fans boo her relentlessly, though in her revealing yellow attire she also gets a lot of catcalls. She then gets to her feet, standing on the shoulders of the duo who had carried her out, and gracefully she steps out onto the outstretched hands before her and begins to confidently walk down to the ring, held above the ground by her muscular 'servants'.


    Langdon Trafford:
    Where Drew Stevenson goes simple and is all about business and lets the fans take over, Gabrielle Montgomery truly has to outdo herself and make it all about the Goddess.


    She grins the whole way and then steps through the ropes and into the ring where she ignores
    Drew Stevenson in favor of once again showing off her Championship. Then with a sneer she turns and faces The Emerald and runs a finger along her nameplate with a smirk.


    Main Event
    FWA World Championship
    Gabrielle Montgomery (c) vs. "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson


    The bell sounds and the crowd noise level is deafening as they stand on their feet cheering wildly for each competitor, Drew Stevenson stands in one corner, and across from him is the champion herself, The Caramel Goddess Gabrielle Montgomery. They approach each other in the center of the ring and begin to circle each other before going into a test of strength, and just when it looks like Gabby is about to gain momentum with it, Drew scouts it well enough and gives her a nice shove to the mat and immediately Gabby slides outside to check on her championship while the referee begins to count and Drew tells her to just bring it and get in the ring.

    Langdon Trafford: Gabrielle is truly unbelievable!

    Piers Gallagher: If you mean unbelievably hot, then for once I agree with you Langdon!

    Gabby won’t budge to get back in the ring until Drew backs away, and after a few seconds Drew moves and allows Gabby to slide back in only to go in for the attack with a stomp, but Gabby has it scouted and quickly scurries back outside checking on her championship once more and the crowd unleashes a flurry of jeers upon her. Drew has had enough of Gabby’s antics, and when she has her back turned for a second Drew sneaks up on her, grabs her by the hair and she has a look of horror on her face as Drew throws her back in the ring and rolls back in after her and begins to stalk her while Gabby pleads with him, but Drew isn’t going to fall for it and nails Gabby with a running big boot taking her down and that gains a massive cheer from the fans who are clearly behind Drew in this bout. Drew then picks up Gabby and hoists her up high for a few seconds before dropping her down hard with a stalling vertical suplex! Gabby winces in pain as her caramel coated back smacks against the mat and Drew isn’t done and doesn’t give Gabby a chance to get up and this time he connects with a beautifully executed German suplex dropping Gabby right on her head!

    Dave Weinstock: These two are so evenly matched it’s not even funny.

    Piers Gallagher: You’re right, it’s not funny at all. What is funny that you compare a scrub like Drew to our goddess Gabrielle!

    Langdon Trafford: Well, that scrub you speak of is manhandling the so called goddess!

    Drew goes after Gabby to continue his onslaught of punishment, but as he goes to grab her she rolls out of the ring to compose herself and the referee once again begins to count. Drew is getting a bit flustered and leans over the ropes trying to get Gabby by the hair, but all he gets is a hard fist from Gabby right to the head knocking him back some and this allows Gabby to trip him up and fall face first to the mat. She then pulls him to the outside and viciously whips hard against the barricade as the referee continues to count. As Drew is leaning against the barricade Gabby unleashes a stiff European uppercut on Drew and then whips him hard against the side of the ring, and catches him with another stiff forearm shot to the midsection before tossing him back inside. She follows back inside and as Drew is on his knees Gabby catches him with a running high knee followed by a running hurricanrana! She hooks the leg, but only a one and half count as Drew kicks out. She drags Drew to a nearby corner, and when she has him set up she connects with a picture perfect split legged moonsault!

    Piers Gallagher: Beautifully done by our lovely goddess!

    She follows up with another split legged moonsault on Drew, and hooks the leg again but again only gets a one and half count. Gabby takes Drew and Irish whips him hard to the corner, and is about to go for Fall From The Mountain Top but Drew counters with a boot to the face stopping Gabby in her tracks and with gaining momentum Drew catches Gabby with an exploder suplex right into the corner! Gabby falls to the mat like a sack of potatoes and Drew drags her over from the corner and makes the pin but only a count of one as she gets a shoulder up. Drew brings Gabby up to her feet, and brings her in close for a short arm clothesline, and he follows up with a barrage of short arm clotheslines and then follows up sending her to the ropes and off of the rebound he catches Gabby with an Arn Anderson like spinebuster! Another cover for the pin but only a two count this time as Gabby kicks out.

    Langdon Trafford: Drew proving to Gabby that he’s just as good, if better than her

    Piers Gallagher: You’re just as foolish as Drew if you actually believe that Langdon! If you haven’t noticed Gabby is holding her own in this match and proving why she’s our champion!

    Drew sends Gabby to the corner again and places her in position on top for a superplex, but Gabby has the wherewithal to counter back as Drew climbs up and she levels him with multiple forearm shots until Drew drops down to the mat. Gabby then sets herself up and leaps off hitting a leg drop across the neck of Drew. Gabby then applies the Lotus Lock submission hold and pulls back on Drew’s arms adding extra pressure to the hold, and Drew is trying his hardest to fight out of the hold and eventually counters into a double arm hooking pin but Gabby kicks out at two! She chin checks Drew with a stiff heel kick and then sends Drew to the ropes, ducks underneath him on the rebound and catches him with a roll up into a single leg Boston crab!

    Piers Gallagher: Gabby is so well versed she’s making Drew look like a total chump!

    Dave Weinstock: She is doing a good job showing off her great technical prowess

    Pain is etched on the face of Drew as Gabby stretches back on the leg of Drew, and just when it looks like Drew could be done for he grasps a nearby bottom rope forcing the hold to be broken and Gabby is none too pleased about this. She goes to grab Drew by the head, but Drew scouts it and drills her with an elbow in the midsection and right away drops her to the mat with a DDT. Drew gives himself the opportunity to catch his bearings as he pulls him back up using the ropes as leverage, and he sends Gabby to the ropes and off of the rebound he hits her with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Gabby collapses to the mat holding her back and Drew isn’t doesn’t done as he locks in his patented Texas Cloverleaf submission!

    Langdon Trafford: That’s it, Drew has her locked in the Career Killer!

    Piers Gallagher: Don’t give yourself a heart attack old man! Gabby will find a way out of this just like she always does.

    Gabby is struggling to fight free while Drew keeps the hold locked in tight, but Gabby eventually grabs hold of a bottom rope breaking the hold. Drew is not happy about it, but does so and goes after Gabby, who in return catches him with a triangle choke submission!

    Piers Gallagher: Ha! Gabby is sticking it to Stevenson using one of his submission holds, and she’s doing it better than he ever did!

    Drew powers his way through it and while Gabby still has the hold applied Drew is up and brings Gabby back down with a huge power bomb! Gabby refuses to release her grip though forcing Drew to drop her down again with another massive power bomb! Gabby still not letting up and this time Drew hits a power bomb into a pin attempt forcing Gabby to relinquish the hold and kick out at two!

    Dave Weinstock: Drew had that move well scouted and knew exactly how to wear Gabby down

    Piers Gallagher: Yeah, but she ain’t going down without a fight Davey!

    Both competitors lay on the mat catching their breath and finally after what seems like an eternity they both begin to slowly stir, and rise up to their feet. Drew charges in at Gabby, but she counters with a knee to the midsection and takes Drew down with a Desecration DDT! Gabby hooks the leg this time…

    One

    Two

    THR-NO!

    Drew kicks out in the nick of time and Gabby can’t believe it. She rises up waiting for Drew and she’s looking to put him away with her Caramel Coated DDT, but Drew is one step ahead on the exchange and narrowly avoids it and catches Gabby with a schoolboy roll up…

    One

    Two

    THR-NO!

    Gabby kicks out and Drew is up as well as Gabby, and without hesitation Drew boots her to gut and sets her up…Final Conflict!

    Langdon Trafford: This one has to be over the Final Conflict!

    Piers Gallagher: Oh say it ain’t so!

    Drew hooks the leg this time…

    One

    Two

    THREE? NO! Gabby kicks out before three and Drew, as well the fans, cannot believe it as he lays on the mat catching his breath knowing the move took a lot out of him too.

    Langdon Trafford: I thought for sure Gabby was done for there!

    Piers Gallagher: You thought wrong Langdon!

    The crowd are in shock as Gabby still has life left yet! A few premature cheers had erupted but alas, Stevenson is not the champion yet! Drew clambers to his feet... as does Gabrielle... Drew gets ready to set up another Final Conflict.... but suddenly... the music of Fight Night GM, Thomas Princeton, comes blasting through the PA System! Drew Stevenson is taken aback whilst Gabby rests on the ropes.

    Langdon Trafford: What on EARTH!?!?

    Piers Gallagher: I did say there would be a time when Drew Stevenson will rue the day that he turned down our glorious GM's offer! AND IT LOOKS LIKE THAT TIME IS NOW!!

    The crowd pours out boos as Princeton has a mic in his hand... he walks down, slowly to the ring. Stevenson stands shouting at him whilst Gabrielle is still recovering in the ring.... the crowd creates some noise as there appears to be some commotion coming from them....

    Langdon Trafford: Is that!? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?

    David Weinstock: Drew Stevenson is not getting out of this alive...

    The crowd erupts into more boos as the newly crowned FWA Tag Team Champions, Christian Quinn and Danny Toner, jump the barricades - both with stitches in their foreheads from the cuts they suffered in their match. Stevenson's attention is turned to them as they stand on the outside.

    Piers Gallagher: How great of our tag champions to grace us with their presence... AGAIN!

    Both Quinn and Toner jump up onto the apron - the referee goes over to them and starts waving his hands at them, telling them not to come any closer or the match is a bogey.

    Langdon Trafford: What the hell is going on!? Gabby could be DQed... Stevenson would win... but he wouldn't get the belt! THIS IS SABOTAGE!

    Princeton points to the referee as he stands at the bottom of the ramp, close to the ring. He also points to the timekeeper as he speaks.

    Thomas Princeton: If you.... or you, my esteemed referee and timekeeper, dare to call this match off - I will FIRE you both where you stand. As for you... Mr Stevenson... I told you that you had a chance to become something great. You could've been so much more. I am disappointed.

    The crowd unleashes a volley of boos at Princeton as the referee stands looking dumbfounded as does the timekeeper - they are powerless.

    Langdon Trafford: THAT'S JUST NOT FAIR!

    Piers Gallagher: GENIUS!!

    Quinn and Toner shout abuse at Stevenson - who decides to walk over and comes to face to face with Christian Quinn. Stevenson has his back turned to Princeton as he stands close to Toner and Quinn. Toner gives a charismatic, cheeky, wink towards Gabrielle as they make eye contact - he even blows a kiss. Quinn smirks as Stevenson tells him to back down - he then mouths/says the words "Got you." before he and Toner drop down from the apron....

    Langdon Trafford: LOOK OUT! IT'S A TRAP!!

    Princeton has already slid into the ring as Stevenson was distracted... Stevenson realises it but is too late - he turns around and he is LEVELLED BY A BETTER THAN YOU (BTY) CLOTHESLINE!!!!

    Piers Gallagher: I never thought i'd see it again! It's so beautiful! What a move from Princeton!

    David Weinstock: Stevenson is not going to get up from that!

    Langdon Trafford: THIS IS BULLCRAP! STEVENSON HAD THIS MATCH WON!

    Piers Gallagher: He never had any part to play in this match aside from losing!

    The crowd are booing the roof of the place now - Princeton tells Gabrielle to pin him... but she refuses... some of the crowd are pleased at this but the wry smile etched on her face indicates she has something up her sleeve. She picks Stevenson up... who can barely stand... and boots him straight in the gut and LANDS THE CARAMEL COATED DDT!! More boos rain down as Gabrielle and Princeton smirk - with Quinn and Toner applauding on the outside. Drew Stevenson is lifeless on the canvas...

    David Weinstock: That's it. It has to be over.

    Gabrielle gets down for the pin. Princeton forces the referee to count...

    1....

    Langdon Trafford: This can't be it... Not like this...

    2....

    Piers Gallagher: All hail the Goddess!

    ....NO!!!!!

    Piers Gallagher, Langdon Trafford, David Weinstock: WHAT!?!?!?!?

    The roof blows off of the building as Drew Stevenson gets his shoulder up at the very last moment!! Gabrielle's caramel colour drains from her cheeks in shock... Princeton is shook and shouts at the referee claiming it was a three.... Quinn and Toner look worried on the outside. Quinn shouts to Princeton but Princeton signals him to back down. Princeton picks the almost lifeless Stevenson up, once more...

    Langdon Trafford: This is disgusting! Drew Stevenson just cannot win! But he refuses to lose!

    David Weinstock: I think he needs to cut his losses. He is only taking unnecessary punishment at this point. Everyone knows how tough he is, his day will come... but I think all is lost now.

    Piers Gallagher: OF COURSE ALL IS LOST, HE'S FACING GABRIELLE!

    Princeton sends him straight to Gabrielle... who grabs him again and hits a SECOND CARAMEL COATED DDT!!!! The crowd vociferously boo the hell out of it as they have been doing so for the past five minutes. Quinn and Toner smirk as Princeton tells the referee to count...'better' this time.... - Drew Stevenson is not moving.

    1..............


    Langdon Trafford: I can't believe this.

    2..........

    Langdon Trafford: Swindled, all along...

    3.........!!!!!!!


    Piers Gallagher: YESSS!!!

    Winner and STILL FWA CHAMPION: "The Caramel Goddess" Gabrielle

    The crowd boo as Gabrielle gets to her feet, exhausted but extremely pleased with 'her' victory. Drew Stevenson is out cold on the canvas, the referee is checking on him to make sure he is ok. Quinn and Toner jump into the ring with their own titles and stand with Thomas Princeton. There's awkward eye contact between Princeton and Gabrielle... but then all four of them stand side by side with each other and raise their hands/titles to a thunderous chorus of boos...

    Piers Gallagher: The Goddess and Executive Excellence... A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN!

    Langdon Trafford: This is sickening. This is supposed to be a grand occasion and it's marred by this... this LUNACY! HORRIBLE!


    Back in Business goes off the air with the parting image of Gabrielle - standing tall with Executive Excellence, victorious once more whilst Drew Stevenson lays on the outside, being attended to by the referees and EMTs. Piers Gallagher is the only person in the Rose Bowl on his feet applauding whilst Langdon Trafford looks like there's been a death in the family. David Weinstock is checking on Drew Stevenson.... the final shot of the show is the smirks of Christian Quinn, Danny Toner, Thomas Princeton... and the FWA champion, Gabrielle being etched forever in the memory of what was BACK IN BUSINESS X.





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    Show credits

    Matches - Sayer, Wolf (x2), TGO (x4), JD, Shake, Matt, EeL (x2), ETE, Jimmy King

    Segments - ETE (x3), JD

    Grading - TGO, Shake, Matt, Shawn, Grim, PAJ, Tig

    Pre-match vignettes - TGO (x9, motherfuckers), Wolf (Lucian Ace vs. KAIZEN), only one not done was Michael Garcia vs. Jason Gryphon

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    Re: BACK IN BUSINESS X

    10 years of moments


    "YES! YES! SEAN KEHELLER IS THE FWA WORLD CHAMPION!"


    10 years of history



    "Matthew Boudreau has done it. He has ushered in a new period of the FWA!"


    10 years of drama



    "Vodka & Venom and Sunrise-Sunset grabbed the Tag Team Championship belts at the same time! Ryan Rondo and Ashley 'O Ryan fell off the ladder pulling at the belts!"


    10 years of legends



    "Chris Kennedy has unified the FWA World Championship and World Heavyweight Championship into one, ending the brand split and creating the Undisputed Era of the FWA!"


    10 years ... of the Fantasy Wrestling Alliance



    "Gabrielle Montgomery has defeated Duke Drazin and remains the FWA World Champion!"


    "Stu St. Clair and Ashley 'O Ryan REFUSE to stay down! They are putting on ANOTHER classic tonight!"


    "Ryan Rondo is hardly able to stand! Whyte Thunder can end this right now, and end his career! But he ... won't ... do it."


    "WOLF has defeated Ryan Hall at Back in Business 8! Two legends in one ring, and the beast cannot be tamed!"




    10 years ... of being...



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    Fireworks rain down from the night sky over the Rose Bowl Stadium. The colors are beautifully vibrant as they fall, purple, pink, white, green. It's a grand sight. Purple and white pyro shoots from the stage, down to the ramp, all the way to the ring where more pyro is shooting from the ring post. 92,542 fans are in attendance and the collective howl from their excitement can be heard from the moon. This is a historic event, the 10th annual Back in Business. It's moments like this that are recorded in the record books for eons and tonight, history will surely be made. Standing in the ring, wearing an extravagant gown made of diamonds and purple satin, is platinum recording artist Lady Gaga. The lights in the stadium go dim, and suddenly there is a spotlight on Lady Gaga.

    Lady Gaga: ♪ ♫ ♪ Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
    What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
    Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
    O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
    And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
    Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
    O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
    O'er the land of the freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
    and the home of the braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaave! ♪ ♫ ♪

    Lady Gaga smiles and bows graciously for the capacity crowd. The camera pans away from Gaga and pans across to the crowd. All these fans are losing their minds. The camera focuses on the front row and we see Arnold Schwarzenegger and Sylvester Stallone, both of them with beers in their hands and cigars in the mouths. A few rows behind them is NBA legend Michael Jordan, who is wearing a retro Over The Edge t-shirt (circa 2011). Pamela Anderson is seen in the crowd, smiling for the camera as it locks on her. Porn star Mia Khalifa can be seen sitting on the lap of Florida State quarterback Jameis Winston, who is all smiles. John Stamos, Dave Coulier and Bob Sagget are in attendance, all three wearing matching "SYNDICATE" t-shirts. Behind them, eating a hotdog, is model (and former BIB host) Kate Upton and a few of her girlfriends. Further up, we see NFL stars Drew Brees, Mark Ingram and Marques Colston. Peyton and Eli Manning are seen scarfing down chicken parm sandwiches and in the front row, RIGHT behind the announce table, is DOG the Bounty Hunter, who is cheesing for the camera, flexing his muscles.

    Langdon Trafford:
    BACK. IN. BUSINESS. The lights, the sounds, the pageantry! Nearly 93,000 fans in attendance for what is to be a magical evening!

    Sam MacDonald: You can say that again Langdon! I'm excited, what about you fellas?


    Piers Gallagher: I'm sweating my ass off out here but it's worth it, baby! Back in Business TEN! Can you feel the energy? Can you feel the excitement? 10 years of passion and dedication have led to this night! 10 years in the making! Like my teenage daughter would say, "I can't even right now, Daddy!"

    Sam MacDonald: Gabrielle VS Drew Stevenson for the FWA Championship, a fatal four way to determine the World Heavyweight Champion, Kennedy and St.Clair for the first time ever, the epic showdown between Ghost and Jimmy King, and many other high profile matches.

    Langdon Trafford: I'm most excited to see Devin Golden, Ryan Rondo, Phillip A Jackson and Wolf go the distance in the world title match!

    Harry Baxter: Me, personally, I want to see Gryphon vs Garcia in a steel cage. A classic feud revisited. I think Kennedy/St.Clair will be one for the ages and I wouldn't be suprised if Eyensane vs Cyros steals the show! So many good matches on this historic card.

    Piers Gallagher:
    And hey, lets not forget the Tag Team championship match, where EXECUTIVE EXCELLENCE takes on...THE MOVEMENT! That has "Match of The Night" written all over it! Oh! Lucian Ace VS KAIZEN, for the X-Division championship? Another instant classic. It's a damn shame those two guys aren't on the better show!

    Sam MacDonald: This could very well be the greatest Back in Business of all time. Joining us in the ring now, is the OFFICIAL Social Media ambassador for Back in Business, SNOOP DOGG!


    The crowd cheers as The Snoop Dee-Oh-Double-Gizzle stands in the ring, a giant smile on his face as he grins from ear to ear. Snoop Dogg is wearing a Ryan Rondo t-shirt (naturally) and is pumping his fist, feeding off of the crowds intensity. Sam MacDonald was correct, Snoop Dogg is the official Back in Business Social Media ambassador and based on his smile, you'd think he'd just won all the money in the world. The crowd loves his energy and he is giving right back.


    Snoop Dogg: Oh, I see you FWA. I see you and I here you, baby! They got me standing here in front of 93 thousand of my nieces and nephews for BACK IN BUSINESS! Ooooooh-Wheeee! So I was thinking, man. I've been in just about EVERY Back in Business, sitting right there in the crowd like all y'all. I was at the first ever Back in Business, When Daniel Sinclair fought Sean Kelleher in the main event. Man, I didn't think that match would have ever been topped, until one year later, Back in Business II, Where my dude Ryan Hall took on Nate Richardson in the main event. Now all y'all Danny Toners and Humanity's may not recognize these names, because y'all whipper-snappers. It's okay tho baby, Professor Snoops givin' yall a history lesson. In the main event for Back In Business III, we saw Tony Juvenille take on Nate Richardson and that punk ass buster James Sync. That was a good one, If I do say so myself, but it ain't come CLOSE to topping Back in Business IV. I mean, imagine THAT main event, Matt Boudreau, Ryan Hall, Darnell Porter and Stu St. Clair. Them some of the biggest names in the history of this business, nephew. A year later the main event would be another multi-man match, Matt Boudreau, that bum Rocky Creed, Moira Crawford and that dude Nemesis. It ain't live up to the previous year but YO! A year later, at Back in Business V, we were blessed with Stu St. Clair taking on little brother, Wolf. I been thinkin' bout changing my name to Snoop Wolf, what y'all think? Haha, okay, so moving on, the following year gave us one of the biggest Back in Business main events of all time, when at Back in Business VII, My dude Chris Kennedy would beat Wolf and Jack Severino in a 3 way, unifying the FWA Championship and World Heavyweight Championship. A year later, Back in Business VIII, Chris Kennedy came back wiff a vengence, defeating MC Fromage. Then last year, they gave us Wolf VS Ryan Hall. I think at this point, it's safe to say that Adrian Wolf is "Mr. Back in Business". But tonight, tonight is just as much about the future as it is the past. So thats why, we look to the STARS, we look to the stars of tomorrow and we...


    The theme music for "The Movement" plays and out comes TRIPLE-J SECURITY! Jiggy John, Jobber Jimbo and Jugem Jugem all make their way down the ramp, aggravated. Jugem Jugem almost trips on his shoelace but walks it off like nothing happened. They enter the ring and circle around Snoop Dogg.


    Langdon Trafford:
    What in the world do Triple-J security want with Snoop Dogg?

    Sam MacDonald:
    Come on guys, this is our social media ambassador! Show some respect, for Pete's sake!

    Piers Gallagher:
    Respect? I'm not quite sure Snoop Dogg knows the meaning of the word, Sam.
    Jiggy John:
    SNOOPY DOG! You celebrities think you can just march yerr' ass out to this ring and chew up screen time on the biggest event of the year? Just who in the hell do you think you are, Snoopy Dog?

    Jugem Jugem:
    WE asked Jimmy King if WE could be the social media ambassadors! That's a sweet gig! But he said NO! He said the FWA Board of Directors ultimately had the final say and that they wanted some big time, hot shot celebrity! WELL DANG IT, WE'RE CELEBRITIES!

    Jobber Jimbo:
    WE ARE SOMEBODY!

    Jiggy John:
    You come out here and you talk about all these FWA Legends, but I ain't ONCE heard you mention Jiggy John and the Jello Jigglers. Why? Are you intimidated by me? Are you afraid of Triple-J Security?? You make me sick!

    Jobber Jimbo:
    US! You make US sick!

    Jugem Jugem:
    YEAH!


    Suddenly,LORD DOG'sMUSIC HITS and the FWA's favorite jobber makes his way out! The crowd begins a LOUD Lord Dog chant. He rushes into the ring, standing next to Snoop Dogg, and Triple-J security readies themselves with clenched fists.

    Lord Dog:
    AYO BACK IN BUSINESS! I think it's time we shut these clowns up!!


    The crowd pops wildly as Snoop Dogg and Lord Dog rally them to excitement, pacing the ring and pumping their fists.


    Jiggy John:
    NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE! You weren't invited, Lord Dog!

    Lord Dog:
    The way I see it, neither were YOU BOZOS! Now you can stay here and get yo' asses kicked, OR YOU CAN PUT AN EGG IN YO' SHOE AND BEAT IT!


    Snoop Dogg:
    Yeeeeah! Go kick rocks witcha' shoes off!

    Triple-J security pauses fora bit, hesitant to react. Finally, they rush in for Snoop Dogg and Lord Dog but they are met with clotheslines! LD and SD take out Jiggy John and Jobber Jimbo first. Jugem Jugem tries to leave the ring in a hurry but Lord Dog grabs him by the leg, pulls him in and locks him in the GEORGE FOREMAN GRILL! Jiggy John springs up and rushes towards Lord Dog to break it up, but OUT OF NOWHERE Snoop Dogg hits Chris Kennedy's BITTERSWEET CHIN SYMPHONY on JIGGY JOHN!!! Jugem Jugem passes out from Lord Dogs submission hold and Lord Dog springs up and high fives Snoop Dog! Suddenly, DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER jumps over the barricade and runs into the ring. He grabs Jiggy and Jugem by the wrists and pulls them out of the ring before hoisting them over his shoulders and yelling "TIME TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH!". He walks up the ramp and disappears backstage with them as Lord Dog and Snoop Dogg continue to celebrate backstage.


    Harry Baxter:
    WHAT. IN. THE WORLD!?!?!


    Langdon Trafford:
    Lord Dog, Snoop Dogg and Dog The Bounty Hunter making quick work of Triple-J security!


    Sam McDonald:
    15 minutes in and Back in Business has already....gone to the dogs! Hahaha. I slay myself with this stuff!


    Piers Gallagher:
    Oh god, god no. If your sorry ass is ever fired, I hope to god you don't try to become a stand up comedian!


    The commentators can be heard laughing as we cut away to the official song for Back in Business X.













    Sam McDonald
    : Tonight's first match is a first, a tri-gendered superstar going against a female in a Number one contendership match for what many feel is a male division's title. Alana Allure and DIVINE have outlasted five other superstars to reach this point -- downing Adam Bonnie, Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird and Alexander Alistair Williams. The question is, though, who will be the next challenger to the X Championship?


    DIVINE
    : Ladies and gentlemen, there has been a death of art.


    Video clips from the opening round, second round, third round and fourth round of the Wacky X Race play with DIVINE outlasting all of them to get to this point.



    DIVINE
    : Finally, the Wacky X situation is very disturbing to DIVINE. What the actual hell is that crap? The X-Championship is one of the most prestigious titles in the FWA, hell all of the wrestling world, and the number one contender is going to be decided by a tournament called Wacky X? A tournament that is themed after a cartoon? A tournament that is basically painted as some sort of a joke? Is that what the X-Championship is to this company, a joke? More importantly... is that what FWA sees DIVINE as!? Do they see DIVINE as a joke!? Well DIVINE isn't a joke! DIVINE is an artist and DIVINE's art is NOT A JOKE! DIVINE IS NOT A JOKE!


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    Video of DIVINE's highly controversial USA military promo and saying "Vincent is ass" repeatedly is played in the video package as she screams 'DIVINE IS NOT A JOKE!"

    The next part shows Alana Allure nearly winning the X-Championship in 2014 and outlasting all others to reach this point, and her spirited words toward DIVINE.

    "Week after week we hear Divine beg and plead for a match that is just not going to happen. As much as I might want to give Divine credit for being persistent and focused on a goal, I just can't bring myself to do so. Perhaps being pursued by Devin has Divine all batty in the head, perhaps last week when Divine sort of lost it, perhaps that was a glimpse of things to come."






    Lucy Pinder is standing in the ring with a microphone.


    Lucy Pinder
    : Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Wacky X Tournament finals to determine the number one contender for the X-Championship and the King of Hardcore! And it will be contested under X-Rules!


    The lights in the arena dim as “The Artist Formerly Known As” begins to play. A giant statue of DIVINE is wheeled out onto the stage with a blue orb between the legs. The orb opens and a line of people dressed in black and white walk out of the orb, strangely, with microphones in their hands.





    “ARTPOP” begins to play as the white and black garmented beings walk down the ramp, all with the microphones to their lips. The beings all dance around strangely and it’s all very weird. Two walk up to the ring, while the rest circle around the ring. The two in the ring dance together until they grab the other’s mask and rips it off – Lady GaGa and DIVINE! GaGa hugs DIVINE before heading out of the ring, and leaving with the rest of the other beings. Lady GaGa continues to perform the song, leaving through the audience with the rest of people until the song ends.

    The camera shifts from Lady GaGa to the stage, where the DIVINE statue has now gone. There is a huge choir on the stage. They begin to sing “Illinois” in a church-choir rendition. While they sing, a marching band walks out to each side of the ramp.


    “By thy rivers gently flowing, Illinois, Illinois,
    O'er the prairies verdant growing, Illinois, Illinois,
    Comes an echo on the breeze.
    Rustling through the leafy trees, and its mellow tones are these, Illinois, Illinois,
    And its mellow tones are these… Alana Allure!”


    On the last word, a huge pyrotechnic display goes off. After the firework show, the marching band begins to play “Band Up” and the crowd is really behind it. The arena lights dim as a sole spotlight focuses on Alana Allure seemingly flying down from the rafters. Alana lands in the ring, and someone pulls off her cable. The music stops and the crowd is going crazy.


    Lucy Pinder:
    Introducing first, from ROCK LAND Illinois… The Hell Cat… Alana Allure! And her opponent, from INTERCOURSE Pennsylvania… DIVINE!


    Wacky X Race finals
    DIVINE vs. Alana Allure


    The referee makes sure both competitors are ready… and the match begins! DIVINE immediately rolls out of the ring, trying to escape, but Alana was expecting this. Alana follows after DIVINE, but when she catches up to DIVINE, she’s sprayed with the Divine Dust! Alana grabs her eyes in pain as DIVINE grabs a handful of Alana’s hair and drags her over to the steel steps! DIVINE begins to slam Alana’s skull right into the steel steps! Alana screams, but then jabs an elbow right into DIVINE’s gut! S/he shrieks in agony, as s/he falls to his/her knees! Alana takes advantage of this and hits a stiff kick right to DIVINE’s head, the kick takes DIVINE’s head right into the steel steps! Alana hops up onto the fan barricade and looks down at DIVINE, waiting as s/he slowly gets up… when s/he does… dropkick! DIVINE’s back is shoved right into the steel ring! DIVINE grabs his/her back in pain, as Alana picks him/her up and hits a suplex right onto the floor!

    DIVINE grabs his/her back, as Alana climbs up to the top rope. Alana jumps off with a moonsault, but DIVINE rolls out of the way! Alana grabs her stomach, as DIVINE comes from behind… DIVINE grabs a chair and puts Alana’s leg through the chair then s/he locks in a Figure Four Leg Lock! Alana screams as she tries desperately to escape the hold! The referee is yelling at DIVINE that a submission cannot happen outside of the ring, but DIVINE ignores the referee! Alana struggles, until she finally is able to flip over and reverse the submission! DIVINE howls out loudly in agony, but is able to kick at Alana a few times and the hold is broken! DIVINE takes the chair off of Alana’s leg, and then rushes at Alana to strike, but Alana manages to hit a drop toe hold on DIVINE! When DIVINE gets up, Alana rushes up to DIVINE and hits a swinging neckbreaker! DIVINE lays on the floor helpless, as Alana goes under the ring and pulls out several chairs and throws them into the ring, then gets into the ring.

    Alana is screaming for DIVINE to come into the ring and “face me like a man!” The crowd is cheering wildly for Alana as DIVINE slowly gets up. S/he sees the ring filled with chairs, and hesitates, but DIVINE gets up onto the ropes and Alana is calling for DIVINE to come in, while she’s holding a chair. DIVINE gets into the ring flamboyantly, and Alana immediately rushes at DIVINE… DIVINE manages to dodge the swing of the steel chair! Before Alana can turn around, DIVINE runs up to Alana and hits a bulldog right onto a steel chair! DIVINE giggles at Alana as the crimson mask comes over her face. The referee checks on Alana, but she pushes him away, and gets up. DIVINE doesn’t expect this and runs at Alana with a clothesline, but Alana dodges and hits a sitout double leg slam! DIVINE’s body is slammed hard into a steel chair! Alana puts a steel chair on top of DIVINE’s body, then climbs to the top rope… she connects with a double foot stomp right into DIVINE’s chest!

    Alana goes for the cover! 1…2…!? DIVINE kicks out! Alana doesn’t stop to argue, she gets right on top of DIVINE and begins to punch away at DIVINE’s face! Alana’s bare hands causes DIVINE to burst wide open! The referee moves Alana away, while he checks DIVINE. After a few moments, DIVINE slowly gets up and Alana rushes up to him/her. Alana grabs DIVINE and traps DIVINE in a backbreaker rack! S/he screams, and Alana drops DIVINE into a neckbreaker… no! DIVINE manages to escape just in time! Alana looks at DIVINE and the legendary Pink Blanket is thrown right onto Alana’s face! The bodily fluids on the blanket sicken Alana! DIVINE takes advantage of the moment, and s/he grabs Alana and hits a DDT! While Alana is down on the ground, DIVINE goes to the steel steps and picks up the mask that s/he wore during the performance earlier. DIVINE puts Alana into turnbuckle, and then does a strange dance before running at Alana and hitting a Bronco Buster! DIVINE grinds his/her vagina into Alana’s face!

    Alana falls to the mat, and DIVINE covers her! 1…2! Alana kicks out! DIVINE is furious and lets out a shrill shriek. DIVINE picks up Alana and rests her in the turnbuckle, then hits The Divine Dance headscissors stinkface! S/he grinds his/her ass right in Alana’s face! Alana is sickened, and throws DIVINE onto the ground. Alana picks up a chair and BASHES IT right into DIVINE! Alana lets out all of her rage and continues to bash DIVINE non-stop with the chair! The crowd cheers wildly! Alana picks up DIVINE then hits The Whisper in Your Ear right onto a chair! Alana covers DIVINE! 1…2…!? Someone pulls DIVINE out of the ring! When Alana goes to check what happened, DIVINE climbs the ropes and hits a jawbreaker! DIVINE gets into the ring and grabs a chair and begins flailing wildly! Alana easily dodges, then hits a roundhouse kick then grabs DIVINE and hits another Whisper in your Ear on him/her! Alana goes for the cover… then another DIVINE appears in the ring and hits The Divine Touch Jumping Hip Attack! The other DIVINE rips off the mask, revealing the true DIVINE, who then lifts Alana and hits The Divine Twist right onto a chair! DIVINE covers Alana! 1…2…3!


    Winner of Wacky X Race: DIVINE
    (Match time: 11:13)


    Lucy Pinder:
    Here is your winner and the number one contender for the X-Championship and The King of Hardcore… DIVINE!

    Lucy Pinder walks into the ring with a crown and sash with “King of Hardcore” written on it. She puts them both on DIVINE, as the crowd boos. DIVINE flamboyantly waves out to the crowd like The Queen does in public appearances.


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    You can comment, discuss whatever on the show. I will be posting matches one by one in separate posts and editing them into the original post. It'll e just like watching a PPV.


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    MARCH 23 CROSSFIRE


    Instead of a man of peace and love, I have become a man of violence and revenge, because I cannot watch The Movement do whatever they want. We are on the verge of an apocalypse and I will stand in the way of your four raiders and I will hurt you, I will hurt you bad. I am the face of retribution. I am the silencer of injustice. I am Ghost. You cannot control vengeance. You will be the one to collapse beneath your thirst for destruction of FWA. You need to be taken down.


    Lighting strikes the cross with Syn and it bursts into flames. Jimmy King turns away from the horrid image.


    Lucy Pinder: He is on fire! Syn is on fire.


    -------


    April 10 CROSSFIRE



    The screen shacked from side to side, as if taken by a tremor. Your eyes rapidly shift from left to right trying to decipher the vibrating image of a man walking up to the camera in a broken and destroyed environment. Jimmy King approaches with a limping walk, his eyes empty and mouth closed tight. The quake in the camera amplifies as he speaks emotionless.



    Jimmy King:
    Somebody there? Ghost? Where are you?

    Laugh. There is only laugh.

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    The cameras cut backstage where we see Jimmy King walking down the hall. The fans in the arena boo loudly as he heads inside his office. King opens the door of his office. Turning to look at it his eyes widen as the camera comes around as King looks scared, it shows the inside of the office covered with blood with a pigs heart hanging down from the center of it. King covers hi mouth as King reaches in for the heart and it starts beating.

    THUD
    THUD
    THUD



    Ghost:
    You can't stop a beating heart! You can't stop me! Looks like times ticking for you..

    Jimmy King looks behind him and Ghost is standing there perfectly fine. It scares the shit out of Jimmy King. He storms away in fear.

    ---------

    The two begin trading video clips of them talking to the other in the weeks of Crossfire leading to Back in Business.

    The Nameless: It’s an inevitable cycle. The sun will rise each and every day, only to be vanquished the oncoming night. A new dawn will spark across the sky just like you...But if you won't get up anymore at Back in Business?

    Ghost: I'll never be brought down by the likes of you.

    You either turn to the dark, or you get crushed by it. Every, single, day… ends in darkness.

    Ghost: But every night ends in dawn.


    "Hail to the King" hits and the arena lights darken with red lights swirling around. The fans begin booing almost instantly, even before The Nameless steps out through the curtain. Brandishing a kendo stick in one hand and a black bag filled with something in the other, he greets the hostile crowd with a sadistic grin. He lifts the kendo stick and points it at the fans, moving back and forth over the sea of humanity before he starts down the ramp to the ring. Several fans in the front row throw objects at the self-proclaimed king, but The Nameless pays them no mind, lost in his own lunacy. He starts to climb into the ring, then drops down and walks around ringside to the ring announcer's table where he sets the mystery bag, tied off with a piece of white cord. Sam McDonald leans forward to inspect the bag, but The Nameless cracks his kendo stick on the table, snapping McDonald back. The Nameless aims the tip of the weapon at McDonald, then moves it down the line to each and every announcer, before he turns and rolls into the ring. Once inside, The Nameless aims the weapon at the stage, waiting for the arrival of the Ghost.


    Sam McDonald: Did you see that?! He almost took my hand off!


    Harry Baxter: Definitely no touching, Sam.


    The crowd is abuzz as The Nameless paces back and forth in the ring, still brandishing his kendo stick and a sickening grin across his face. Seconds pass and the crowd becomes restless. Some begin a small 'Ghost clap clap clapclapclap' chant which quickly gains momentum and sweeps across the crowd. In the ring, Nameless laughs hysterically, egging on the crowd and seemingly feeding his own lunacy as he stares up the ramp to the stage. That's when the lights in the arena go out and fans all over the building raise their lighters. The tron buzzes to life as a powerful voice speaks through the sound system, filling the arena.





    As the music hits, the lights inside the arena erupt into a sea of swirling white and blue. The fans roar as Ghost appears on the stage, his eyes locked on the ring and directly onto Nameless. Ghost starts down the ramp at a calm, deliberate pace, never once taking his eyes off of Nameless. In the ring, the Nameless draws an invisible line across the ring with his kendo stick, beckoning Ghost in. Ghost stops at the base of the ramp, just a few feet from the ring and he stares up at his opponent. Ghost begins to hop up and down, building the adrenaline in his system before he breaks for the ring, quickly rolling in under the bottom rope. The Nameless swings the kendo stick, but Ghost ducks and bounces off the rope, catching Nameless with a leaping shoulderblock.


    Last Man Standing
    The Nameless vs. Ghost
    (Writer-Wolf)


    The Nameless pops right back up, but Ghost is in his face with hard right hands. Two, three four and Nameless swings the kendo stick again but Ghost ducks, landing a bodyblow, then another right hand to the face. Another shot staggers Nameless, who swings the kendo stick and misses once again as Ghost ducks underneath and levels Nameless with a stiff clothesline. Still clutching his weapon, Nameless pops right back up. Ghost kicks him in the gut then backs up against the ropes and connects with a running kneelift, sending Nameless snapping as Ghost bounces off the opposite ropes and hits another big clothesline, sending Ghost's weapon flying. The crowd cheers as Nameless struggles back to his feet, staggering off-balance. Ghost connects with two more punches to the face and Nameless swings wild, missingly Ghost who ducks underneath and hits a spinout powerbomb in the center of the ring. Nameless pops up and there's no showboating as he bounces off the ropes and comes down hard with elbow drop, sending Nameless thrashing around the ring.Ghost locks in the Judgement Day. Ghost's eyes are shut tightly, pouring everything he's got into the submission hold as he wrenches back on King's legs. Nameless grabs at anything he can, trying to pull himself, along with Ghost's weight toward the ropes. The referee is with him every step of the way, but Ghost doesn't seem to make much headway. Nameless claws at Ghost's arms and hands, trying desperately to break the hold but Ghost just wrenches back even harder, letting out a roar. Ghost finally let's go and tells the referee to begin counting, hoping to end it early if possible.


    1...


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    Nameless begins to stir.


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    Nameless gets his hands under him, trying to push himself up onto all fours.


    8...


    Nameless is up to his knees and the referee calls for the match to continue. Ghost picks Nameless up and hits a forearm to the side of the head, then whips him across the ring and floors him with a back elbow to the face. Ghost picks him up again but Nameless surprises him with a rake of the eyes. He gets under Ghost, driving him back into the corner. Ghost's eyes go wide on impact, but Nameless hits a shot to the throat, before going back to the face with the right hands. Ghost gets a hand up to block King's punch and lands one of his own, then another and another. The crowd tries to fire Ghost up as he fights his way out of the corner behind those right hands but Nameless knees him in the stomach, then drives the side of Ghost's head into the turnbuckle after he tears down the protecting pad. Ghost goes down hard, holding his head as he rolls away.


    Sam McDonald: Both of these men are absolutely spent and somehow, they're still in there, still fighting!


    Nameless picks Ghost up and drives his elbow down onto the back of his head. Ghost down to a knee but Nameless pulls him back up and hits a snap suplex, linking it into a second snap suplex, then pulling him up to link it into another Northern Lights suplex. With Ghost down, the referee moves in to begin the count but Nameless just shoves him back out of the way. Nameless heads for his mystery bag and picks it up then holds it up high to show to the crowd. The fans boo as The Nameless begins to untie the bag, struggling a little with the rope holding it shut until he finally gets it open and plunges his hand inside. He pulls his hand out and grins, dropping a handful of thumbtacks onto the canvas. Nameless nods with that sick grin of his and dumps the entire bag onto the mat, covering a large section in thumbtacks. Meanwhile, Ghost struggles to his feet and Nameless gets into position, before he hammers Ghost with a stiff shot to the face. Another shot jellies Ghost's legs, threatening to send him falling back onto the tacks. Nameless connects with a third shot, but Ghost still hangs on. Nameless bounces off the ropes, looking for the knock-out blow but Ghost ducks. Nameless turns around and Ghost runs at him, clotheslining him over the top rope to the floor outside. Ghost drops down to a knee, but still holding onto the ropes. On the outside, Nameless crawls up the front of the announcer's table, trying to get his bearings about him. Ghost starts to climb out of the ring, but Nameless catches him with a shot to the face. Ghost lays along the ropes dazed and Nameless turns to the table he set up outside, dragging it closer.


    Sam McDonald: The Nameless can't have anything good in mind for that table..


    Nameless climbs onto the apron, grabbing Ghost's head and pulling him through the ropes and onto the apron as well. Glancing back at the table briefly, Nameless hooks Ghost up and lifts him up, suplexing him off the ring apron and through the table on the floor! The fans rush the front rows, wanting to get a look at the damage firsthand. The referee jumps out of the ring, checking both men as Nameless crawls out from the wreckage. The referee begins the count on Ghost..


    1...


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    3...


    Ghost begins to shift a little bit, but is still not completely in there.


    4...


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    Ghost tries to roll onto his side, getting his hands up to help push. Meanwhile, Nameless uses the ring stairs to help him get back to his feet, using them for constant support.


    7...


    8...


    Ghost pushes himself up slowly, still covered with debris from the demolished table. The referee stops the count and Nameless quickly moves in, stomping Ghost in the face, in the chest, kicking anything he can so long as it hurts Ghost. Nameless reaches down and picks Ghost up and drags him toward the ring before slamming Ghost's face into the metal ringpost. Ghost goes down to a knee and Nameless presses his head against the ringpost again before taking several steps back. Nameless runs at Ghost, kicking him directly in the head against the ringpost. Ghost melts down to the floor and Nameless tells the referee to start counting.


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    Ghost blinks rapidly, trying to clear the cobwebs and get back into it.


    5...


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    7...


    Ghost starts to sit up and Nameless doesn't wait, rushing him with another boot to the face. Nameless shoves the referee out of the way and picks Ghost up, slamming his face onto the ring apron. Nameless goes back to Ghost's injury, burying a forearm into Ghost's side, then another into his lower back. He slams Ghost's face into the ring apron again, then fires Ghost into the ring under the bottom rope. Nameless slides in and grabs hold of the top rope, using it for balance as he drops three quick kneedrops onto Ghost's back and shoulders. Nameless yells at the referee to get into the ring and orders him to begin counting.


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    Ghost starts crawling slowly, but just a few inches.


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    Ghost pushes himself up to all fours, using the ring ropes to help him. Nameless runs his hands through his hair, wondering what it's going to take to finish Ghost off for good. Nameless looks over to the thumbtacks and he grins. He picks Ghost up and drags him by the head toward the tacks. He hooks Ghost's arm, setting him up for a suplex onto the tacks. He lifts him up, but Ghost blocks the attempt. Nameless tries again but is blocked a second time. Ghost struggles to get free, firing a couple shots into King's mid-section but out of nowhere, Nameless hits DARKNESS FALLS! The crowd is stunned and Ghost is down in the center of the ring. Nameless grabs the referee, practically throwing him down as he screams for him to start counting.


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    Ghost starts to move. The crowd is pleading for Ghost to get up, chanting his name. Nameless is down on his knees, eyes wide as he stares at Ghost.


    9...


    Sam McDonald: He's up!


    Harry Baxter: How the hel..


    Sam McDonald: He ain't human!


    Harry Baxter: Could he cut it any closer?!


    Sam McDonald: Ghost getting up with just a fraction of a second left and The Nameless is livid! The referee's checking on Ghost and he's still got some life left yet!


    Harry Baxter: The Nameless has to be wondering what it's going to take to keep Ghost down and quite frankly, I'm starting to wonder the same thing..


    Ghost rolls onto his stomach, but is moving slowly. The Nameless is ripping at his own hair, looking around the ring for something, anything to use on Ghost. Nameless goes to the ring apron, climbing up to the top rope where he perches himself, measuring Ghost carefully as Ghost tries to push himself back up. Ghost is shaky, but he manages to get to his feet again. He looks around for Nameless and turns around just as Nameless leaps off the top rope but Ghost manages to catch him on his shoulders and stumble backwards, turning it into a Samoan Drop onto the thumbtacks!


    Sam McDonald: Into the tacks!


    Harry Baxter: He pin-cushioned him!


    King's body convulses as the tacks sink deep into his skin. Ghost rolls off and gets to his feet, looking down as Nameless is still writhing in agony. Ghost grabs Nameless by the hair and drags him to his feet, immediately getting underneath him and hitting a spinebuster and driving Nameless back into the thumbtacks at full force this time!


    Sam McDonald: Nameless goes into the tacks again! Good Lord!!


    Ghost pops back up, the adrenaline pumping as he stares down at his own arm, seeing several tacks stuck in his skin. Nameless wobbles as he drags himself up again, unable to even stand up fully as pain lances at him from all sides. Riddled with tacks, Nameless glares at Ghost as Ghost boots him in the gut and hits DARKNESS FALLS! Nameless is crawling on the mat and Ghost leaves the ring to get his signature baseball bay. Ghost is back in the ring and The Nameless is on his feet clutching the kendo stick. The Nameless runs at Ghost swinging with the kendo stick and Ghost is charging at him with the baseball bat. They meet in the center of the ring. Nameless break the kendo stick over Ghost's head AND GHOST SMASHES THE NAMELESS MASK INTO PIECES WITH HIS BASEBALL BAT! Nameless is down! Ghost is down! The crowd is going bananas! And the referee begins counting!


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    Ghost gets to the ropes, using them to pull himself up to his knees. He looks back at Jimmy King, needing the ropes just to keep himself somewhat vertical.


    8...


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    10!!!

    Winner: Ghost


    The announcers are silent. The crowd is insane and Ghost's music hits. Looking around at the crowd, Ghost can't help but smile as he raises a fist in victory, drawing more cheers from the audience. EMTs rush out and head for the ring to check on Ghost who is still down and not moving.


    Sam McDonald: For a long time, Ghost's been fighting to make Crossfire a better place.I believe that tonight was a major step towards accomplishing that goal..



    ----------------------------------------




    The camera's cut backstage to the parking lot just as a purple Lamborghini Gallardo pulls in. Some fans admire the exotic Italian Supercar, before the boo's begin as Executive Excellence's own Danny Toner steps out of the car. He walks around to the passengers side and opens the door for one Gabrielle Montgomery which just causes the boos to grow even louder. Many fans do whistle though as she steps out in a little purple dress, that leaves much of her legs bare and presents her cleavage to us. She tussles her brunette hair, slides the gold FWA World Championship over her shoulder and then hand in hand with Toner struts down the hallway with her caramel complexion glistening under the lights.

    Danny Toner: So...that little warm up do you good.

    Gabrielle: Very good, very, very good. After all has gone to plan we'll have to celebrate the both of us being Champions.

    There's a short but passionate kiss before they go their separate ways.
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    Piers Gallagher: It's about damn time we got the floor from those Crossfire goons.

    Langdon Trafford: Shannon O'Neal made history when she defeated Gabrielle Montgomery at Trial By Fire. But Taylor Toxic is the next new big thing in the FWA, and Shannon is the hunter instead of the hunter. When Taylor Toxic was close to winning against Gabrielle herself, the FWA Women's Champion made sure that wouldn't happen. A story of the present versus the future became a little more personal after that.


    TRIAL BY FIRE 2014


    Main Event
    Shannon O'Neal vs. Gabrielle Montgomery


    .....


    Climbing over the barricade slowly, Shannon has crawled away as Gabrielle walks in behind her grabbing another handful of her hair looking to shove her face first into the flames once again. Managing to fight away, again, Gabrielle looks a bit frustrated as she picks Shannon up to her feet and from out of nowhere, Shannon hits a dropkick which shoves Gabrielle back into the side of the ring as she hits the steel post and we realize that her left shoulder is caught on fire.

    Langdon Trafford:

    SHANNON WON! SHANNON O'NEAL WON!



    Sam McDonald:

    I...I don..



    Langdon Trafford:
    What have we witnessed?

    The entire crowd receives a very dark hush, sort of a euphoric one, as the announcing team goes softly quiet.


    Winner: Shannon O'Neal


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    March 20 FIGHT NIGHT



    David Weinstock: This is for a chance to face Shannon O'Neal, the FWA Women's Champion!

    Alessandra rolls to the apron and Taylor Toxic hits her "Necro Maker" finisher on a still-droggy Saddle Sally and covers!
    ...................1.......................2......................3!


    Winner: Taylor Toxic


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    April 10 FIGHT NIGHT


    Non-title match
    Gabrielle Montgomery vs. Taylor Toxic

    ...

    Taylor gets a run, hitting a back body drop and then a head scissors takedown. Shannon removes the headset and rises in her chair. Taylor Toxic lands a beautiful double underhook throwing suplex and Gabrielle is reeling. Gabrielle locks her arms around the ropes, distracting the referee, and Shannon grabs Taylor's foot and trips her!

    Taylor Toxic falls to her knee, and turns to find Shannon O'Neal holding her hands up. Taylor turns, and meets a swift kick to the head from Gabrielle Montgomery!


    Langdon Trafford: I don't believe it! Shannon O'Neal, the Women's Champ, just cost Taylor Toxic her opening! All the stuff she said was bull!

    Piers Gallagher: YES! That'll show this rookie!


    Gabrielle grabs Taylor by the neck, and finishes her with the Widow's Peak DDT. She pins easily, hardly hooking the far leg.
    .................1......................2......................3


    Winner: Gabrielle Montgomery


    ---------------


    Video clips go back and forth with Shannon and Taylor Toxic exchanging words on the final Fight Night before Back in Business.



    Shannon lifts the FWA Women's Championship belt above her head. She smiles as the announcers hype up her next challenger and tonight's tag team partner, Taylor Toxic.


    "I was protecting this because I couldn't let Taylor Toxic do what I've done, beat Gabrielle. It's a necessary evil to achieve a greater good. The women's championship does not need to go anywhere but my shoulder, my waist, my locker room, my closet. And if that means denying Taylor Toxic of a win against the great and wonderful and powerful Gabrielle Montgomery ..."


    "Now, while it is true you didnt exactly benefit me with in the confines of that match itself, you showed me something even better....You showed me your fear."


    "I was protecting this..."



    An image of Shannon O'Neal holding up the FWA Women's Championship is the final scene in this video preview.

    A calming noise claims the crowd in the four seconds between the end of the video and the start of "Drain the Blood" by The Distillers. The crowd gives a light pop when the challenger appears from behind the entrance way and sports her tattoos and dark hair. She is the FWA's version of Lita and engages with the fans before entering the ring.


    Langdon Trafford: This now doubt will be the biggest match of Taylor Toxic's young FWA career.


    "Feels like the first time" by Foreigner plays and the crowd lets out a loud reaction, half cheers and half boos, toward the blond hair, tattoo-wearing rock star, the FWA Women's Champion. Shannon O'Neal comes to the appearance of all the fans and puts on a restless smile, and then peers a hole into her opponent. She ignores the outstretched arms of the fans to remain focused on the task at hand, and slides into the ring.


    Piers Gallagher: For everything people have said about Shannon defeating Gabrielle, she also has defended her title twice. If she wins tonight, that makes three times. She is becoming one of the fixtures in the FWA.


    Shannon hands the belt to the referee, and her and Taylor Toxic immediately begin jawing back and forth. It's mostly Taylor leading the trashtalking, and Taylor even lands a shove right to the chest of Shannon O'Neal. The champion, though, smiles and lets it go, ready for the bell to ring.



    FWA Women's Championship
    Shannon O'Neal (c) vs. Taylor Toxic



    When the bell rings, the two females come together in a strong grapple that results in scratching and probably some light hair pulling. Shannon O'Neal gains the upper hand with a nice arm twist, but Taylor Toxic counters with her own. Shannon yanks Taylor toward her and with one leg gets a double-leg takedown before riding the challenger to the neck. Shannon transitions to a cradle, but Taylor rolls through and is there with a lariat takedown.

    Taylor Toxic grabs Shannon by the hair and leans her against the ropes. A backhand chop begins a series of five, with the crowd giving the Ric Flair "wooooooo" through each. The sixth misses the mark as Shannon dodges and lands a karate-style kick to the shin and a few stiff punches to the jaw. The self-proclaimed "fighter" continues on with the jabs and hooks, backing Taylor against the turnbuckle. Shannon whips Taylor across the ring and follows close behind for a corner clothesline. Taylor is groggy, stumbling out the corner, and Shannon is there for a running Thez press off the ropes! Shannon repeatedly punches Taylor and slams her head into the mat before trying to get a quick pinfall victory.
    ...................1........................Kick out


    Langdon Trafford: Shannon O'Neal said she fears losing her Women's Championship. That quick pinfall attempt shows it. She wants to get done quick with this match.


    Shannon tries for a snap suplex but Taylor counters with a throat thrust and a two-handed bulldog! Taylor Toxic stays on her knees for about five seconds to recuperate while Shannon remains face down on the ground, trying to shake the cobwebs and the pain from her nose. Taylor is there with a stomp of the boot into Shannon's upper back. A second stomp and then a double foot stomp has Shannon back down on the mat. Taylor Toxic grabs Shannon by the leg and pulls her into the middle of the ring. She looks around to the crowd, which begins rising to its feet, and tries an early "Anarchists Cookbook" (curb stomp) finisher, but Shannon moves her head early and hits a surprise release belly-to-back suplex! Taylor's neck hit the canvas first as she lays under the ropes in possible injury pain. The ref checks on her and keeps the match going, Shannon pushing up after the surge of energy for the momentum-swinging move.

    The defending champion walks over to Taylor, who lands a possum kick to the stomach. Taylor lands a second as Shannon hunches over and turns. Taylor hits a spinning wheel kick when Shannon turns back around and kneels down to cover!
    ...................1.......................2....Kick out!

    It's Shannon O'Neal once more on the defense as Taylor Toxic grabs her by the hair and whips her into the ropes. Shannon ducks a cactus clothesline and hits a standing dropkick! Taylor stumbles through the middle and bottom ropes and lands on the apron. When she gets up, Shannon lands ANOTHER standing dropkick and Taylor flies back and lands on the outside floor padding!


    Piers Gallagher: Shannon is more for keeping Taylor at a distance, while the challenger wants the action close.


    Shannon watches from the ring as Taylor tries to get back in by a 10 count. When it seems the challenger will do so, Shannon tries a new move, a baseball slide, but Taylor sidesteps and lands a cactus clothesline to knock Shannon down. Taylor realizes she can't win the title via countout and quickly resets the ref's count at seven. Shannon remains down but lands a right hand to the abs, and a few clubbing punches, somewhat week but going for quantity over quality, down into the upper spine. Shannon doesn't care about countouts and flings Taylor hard into the ring steps, causing a crashing loud sound as the steps scatter and Taylor lays on the ground. Shannon grabs her and walks her around the ring, against the ref's orders, but Taylor rakes the eyes and shoves Shannon face first into the ring post!!!

    Taylor is hunched over, catching her breath, and Shannon is down on the ground with her hands covering her forehead and eyes closes. Taylor grabs Shannon and rolls her back into the ring, seeing a chance to win the title. Taylor waits until Shannon is crawling before aiming for another "Anarchists Cookbook" finisher, but Shannon turns around after playing possum and catches Taylor with her legs around Shannon's neck and plants her with a spinning powerbomb!!!


    Piers Gallagher: THAT'S THE TURNING POINT!


    Shannon quickly goes for the pinfall!
    ...................1.......................2................KICK OUT!


    Shannon thought it was over right there, and the entire crowd did as well. Shannon grabs Taylor by the neck and goes for another powerbomb, this one reversed by Taylor with a back body drop! Taylor lands a roundhouse kick to the side of the skull when Shannon tries getting up, and Taylor might have a victory here as Shannon isn't moving!
    ...................1........................2....................ALMOST!!!


    Langdon Trafford: Taylor Toxic must feel like she could've felt the title in her hands.


    The crowd lets out an audible "ooooooooh" after Shannon got her shoulder up and the ref called it a two-and-three-quarters count. Shannon tries reaching for the ropes, and Taylor grabs Shannon by the legs and tries pulling her to the middle of the ring. Shannon remains holding the ropes and finally Taylor just swings her lower body up and throws it down into the canvas. Shannon is hurting at the knees and Taylor lands a few more stomps into the lower spine before grabbing Shannon by the neck. Taylor Toxic walks Shannon into the middle of the ring and flips Shannon onto Taylor's back for the "Necromaker" (belly-to-back piledriver) finisher!


    Langdon Trafford: HERE IT IS! TAYLOR IS GOING TO WIN THE MATCH!


    Shannon, though, flips and lands with her feet on the mat, gets out from Taylor's grip and lands a shove into the ropes and a kick to the stomach! Taylor falls to one knee and Shannon quickly runs off the ropes and hits the "Paradise City" (bicycle kick) finisher!!!
    ...................1.........................2......................3!


    Piers Gallagher: Fear...vanquished!


    Winner and STILL FWA Women's Champion: Shannon O'Neal (Match time: 16:28)

    Shannon O'Neal raises her hands into the air in triumph after defeating Taylor Toxic and retaining the FWA Women's Championship, which she receives from the referee. Shannon shows tears in her eyes, some sprinkling down her cheek as rolls out of the ring and walks to one of the rows of fans.


    Langdon Trafford: Oh, this is a special moment. Shannon's parents...

    Piers Gallagher: Get ready for the feels, guys.


    There are two empty seats along the front row, and Shannon kneels down in front the steel barricade and hangs her head, sobbing without control before offering a smile and raising her arms into the air. The fans cheer, applauding both girls' efforts as Taylor Toxic comes to her consciousness and sits with her arms in her lap, breathing heavy and watching Shannon on the outside with a stone cold look of exhaustion.


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    4x FWA Tag Team Champion
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    DIVINE winning made my day! I can't believe that happened! That opening Triple Dog/Triple J segment was hilarious.

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    Awesome pre show.

    I loved the Angolan Women's Champion, fucking LOL. A good win for Sally on the big stage, even if it is the dark match. Nice to see Zaire appear! Expected it since it is BIB after all. Good times. Interesting to see where Sally will go, in all honesty. She's now the lineal Angolan Women's Champ!

    Lol at 4.20 being mentioned, epic. I'm sure alot of Californians were having a smoke break at that time... (unless you dont get re-entry). Anyways, I guess AA Williams is done after losing to the shitstain - even if it is by DQ. The main story here is that Gabrielle is full of it and is so insecure and has to steal the pre show? Goddamnit. I hope that Stevenson puts her in her place later on.

    I have to agree with Grim, Sarah being portrayed as mousy and timid here was good. Glad she got an elimination to her name - that's something to build off of... and should be a confidence booster. Glad to see the Jolt get a few eliminations too! He can reach for the stars, I just know it! I expected Mac to dominate and he did - hes a powerhouse. I also expected the Warren-Blackbird feud to be relived here, slightly. Surprised that Tim Stone has the 'stones' to mess with Mac but wow that feud could be massive if it takes off! Allure getting the win was surprising but hey, this is the FWA, this sort of stuff happens. Great win for her and I am sure she can use the momentum and perhaps go for a belt now...


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    I actually think this is interesting that Alessandra scored the Legends Bowl win, while Alana lost the Wacky X match. Might be an interesting dynamic between the two sisters, but I think that Alessandra definitely deserved the win.

    That Gabrielle/AA Williams segment was hilarious. I love how arrogant and self absorbed Gabrielle is. The fact that she even wants the pre-show to be about her is just perfect. Also, it was nice to have a main eventer appear so early on the program.

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    You are right, EeL, it could be interesting to see how that develops. I imagine Alana will still be hot on the heels of the X Title anyway. DIVINE vs the X Champion is going to be.... interesting.

    Goddamnit - Toner is the latest toyboy for Gabby. I swear this women's promiscuity knows no bounds!

    I am glad that Ghost won - him joining the Movement would've made them too big. Jimmy King losing though... might just be a blow for the Movement... will it affect them in their other matches? Find out soon eh


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    Langdon Trafford: Cryos and James "Eyesnsane" Hughes both had chances to win the FWA North American Championship. Both lost to the champ, "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson. But when Hughes declined a chance to win it on the Fight Night when it was defended the whole show, Cryos was there to tell Hughes he was weak -- and to tell him who the real top contender was.

    Piers Gallagher: But Hughes wouldn't go quietly, and after a run of victories, it's Hughes against Cryos with a shot at the North American title on the line.




    Carnal Contendership 2015


    FWA North American Championship
    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson (c) vs. Cryos



    Waiting patiently, Stevenson very slowly manages to get to his feet and as he turns around -- Cryos jumps off but in mid air, Stevenson, using his left arm manages to hit the Final Conflict which causes Cryos' head to bounce off the canvas incredibly hard, almost looking as if he is knocked unconscious. Falling on top of Cryos' lifeless body, Stevenson, using his left arm, pulls back on his leg to the best of his ability which is not very far.


    One...


    Two...


    THREE!!!


    Langdon Trafford: That was the closest Stevenson has come to losing the title! Cryos gave him his best challenge yet!


    Winner and STILL the FWA North American Champion: Drew Stevenson!

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    FIGHT NIGHT 3/27/2015


    Eyesnsane: So, it seems tonight that our general manager, has put the North American title on the line for the entire night. I hear that's what happens when you can't be brought to heel. This is meant to be a night of punishment for Stevenson. By that logic we all are supposed to do the bosses dirty work for him.


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    FWA North American Championship
    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson (c) vs. Cryos vs. "Living Mythology" Jason Gryphon



    Gryphon stumbles back and Cryos hits his "Pulling the Trigger" finisher in the center of the ring!!! But "The Emerald" comes behind Cryos swings him around and hits the "Final Conflict" sitout rock bottom and pins Cryos!
    .................1.......................2........................3!


    Winner and STILL FWA North American Champion: "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson


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    Eyesnsane: I am nobody's tool. I'm not in the mood to be pushed around like some kind of play thing. I'm no coward, I don't need any cheap shot tactics to win my title. I'm a man and as a man I'm going to face whoever is the champion, eye to eye and face to face.


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    April 17 FIGHT NIGHT


    *"Clap For The Killers" plays and the crowd’s cheering turns to jeering as Eyesnsane turns to the entranceway to see Cryos, dressed to fight, walking down the ramp, microphone in hand. Eyesnsane looks a little upset at being interrupted, but Cryos doesn’t seem to care about that or the reaction he’s getting from the fans. Cryos steps in the ring and leans against the ropes as he looks Eyesnsane up and down.*

    Cryos: Is that how getting title shots around here works? You just come out and politely ask the Champion for one? And here I thought that they went to those worthy of them. I guess since you’re out here begging for a chance, that’s clearly not the case.



    Eyesnsane: First, I am nobodies lap dog, I don't come running when Princeton snaps his fingers. I am a warrior, week in and week out, I fight for what I get, and remain beholden to none while doing it. When i become champion it won't be because of a cheap shot, politics, or having it handed to me. I don't need to take the low road and short cuts, like some.


    Cryos: Yeah, you say all that. But I think I know the real reason you didn’t go for it.


    *Cryos gets off the ropes and comes face to face with Eyesnsane, who doesn’t back away an inch.*


    Cryos: I think you didn’t take your shot out of fear.

    ......

    *Cryos drops the microphone and Eyesnsane and Cryos start brawling! Neither one really has the upper hand, but the two are fighting tooth and nail with each other until a slew of officials and security come between them and separate them to opposite corners of the ring. Eyesnsane and Cryos are trying to fight off everyone in front of them, screaming at each other before a referee slides in the ring and signals to the announcer that the match scheduled between the two is off.



    "I ain't wired right" by Twista begins playing and the crowd explodes with a loud ovation when James "Eyesnsane" Hughes appears wearing no shirt, showing his rock hard midsection, and white kickboxing pants with a black belt and no shoes. He walks through the aisle of fans with outstretched arms but seems motivated and focused as he slides into the ring.


    Langdon Trafford: James Hughes has no doubt been on quite a run lately. He has wins against Michael Garcia, Jason Gryphon and others. Can he keep it going tonight, with a chance to earn a shot at the next step, the North American Championship?


    "Clap for the Killers" by Street Sweeper Social Club interrupts Hughes' introduction, and Cryos is there appearing through the entrance way. James Hughes rolls out the ring and sprints up the aisle, ready to physically greet Cryos!


    Piers Gallagher: No sense in waiting to find the answer! Here we go, boys!


    They trade blows left and right as the referee tries to corrall the action back into the ring. Eyesnsane slams Cryos' face into the steel fan barricade before landing repeated elbow shots. He finally flings Cryos toward the ring, but Cryos reverses it and Hughes goes back first into the side of the apron. Cryos lands body shots before the ref orders the match into the ring, and Cryos lands one more cheap hook to the jaw before sliding in and waiting for James Hughes. The boos rain down on Cryos, who smirks and prepares himself in his corner like an assassin.


    Number one contendership to FWA North American Championship
    Cryos vs. James "Eyesnsane" Hughes



    Cryos quickly lands a running kick to the knee when the bell rings and subdues James Hughes in his corner. Cryos keeps Hughes down with stomps and kicks to the knees until Hughes is laying down below the turnbuckle and a boot to the throat region while the referee counts to three and forces Cryos to release. The assassin doesn't let that happen for long, though, with more of the same to wear "Eyesnsane" down as long as he can. Cryos grabs James Hughes by the neck and leans him against the ropes for knife-hand chops, a series of them starting with his left hand and switching back and forth. Hughes has a red mark across his African American chest after the barrage of chops, and Cryos allows Hughes to fall to his knees before one last kick to the side of the head.


    Langdon Trafford: Cryos is quickly going for a pin here. One...kickout!


    Cryos grabs James Hughes and locks in a front head lock. He keeps the lock in place for about 10 seconds before attempting a swinging neckbreaker! "Eyesnsane" counters by staying up, landing a kick to the abs and surprising Cryos with a leg hook reverse STO! James Hughes lands his first offense of the match and has Cryos down momentarily, enough to grab a breather and recover from the early onslaught.

    James Hughes is up first, and lands a series of forearms across the face until Cryos is against the ropes. James Hughes makes the mistake of trying a whip across the ring, and Cryos counters with a pull-in and back body drop. Cryos pounces quickly with more kicks to the upper spine before applying a Fujiwara armbar submission! Cryos has the hold locked in while James Hughes tries to do anything he can with his free arm to get away. Finally, he is able to turn to his back and pull Cryos back for an awkward cradle.
    .............1..............Cryos leans back over...only to quickly be placed into the cradle a second time. ...............1...................2.......Cryos kicks free and releases the hold.

    Cryos grabs James Hughes by the leg and slides behind. "Eyesnsane" tries stomping into the face but can't find the target, and Cryos uses the discombobulation to hit a backstabber! Cryos remains in control despite Hughes' best efforts to gain momentum, and Cryos continues the assault of aggressive stomps into a grounded Hughes. He finishes with a double foot stomp to the back and rolls Hughes to a face-up spot and hooks the far leg.
    .....................1..........................2..................Cloooooser.

    Cryos makes a mistake and allows Hughes time to recover. He grabs Hughes around the neck and tries flinging him into the turnbuckle, but the former Young Lions champion fights back with kicks to the abs. Hughes lands a turnbuckle/rope-aided dropkick to Cryos' knees and then a rope-aided frankensteiner! Hughes gets the crowd into things for the first time after the move as he wipes the sweat from his forehead and continues against a droggy Cryos. "Eyesnsane" shows his brawler side with swiping forearms across the jaw and nose of his foe, and follows with a cradle piledriver attempt, but Cryos counters with snake eyes into the turnbuckle and a three-quarter facelock Russian leg sweep!


    David Weinstock: Any time James Hughes gets anything going, Cryos is there to thwart it and regain momentum and control of this match. Hughes hasn't been able to sustain much offense for a long time.

    Piers Gallagher: Cryos is a technician, and that includes his defense.


    Cryos grabs Hughes by the wrist and pulls him to his feet, yanking him into the center of the ring. It's there where Cryos tries an inverted headlock backbreaker, but Hughes counters early enough to hit an atomic drop! Cryos stumbles away, turns and meets a leaping lariat clothesline from Hughes! Cryos rolls out the ring and "Eyesnsane" feels a rush of energy as he gets the crowd firmly into the match for the first time! Eyesnsane follows Cryos and lands clubbing blows into the upper spine, chasing Cryos around the ring for a second time tonight. Hughes charges but Cryos lands a back elbow to the nose. Hughes is against the steel fan barricade and Cryos charges, only for Hughes to hit a spinning spinebuster that plants Cryos back first into the steel barricade!!!


    Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!


    Piers Gallagher: That...Oh my that hurt me watching it!


    Hughes and Cryos are leaning against a leaning steel blocker separating competitors and paying fans. Hughes begins delivering stuff punches to the forehead of Cryos, who remains laying against the barricade that is still locked with the parts on either side of it. Hughes lands one more and steps back. Cryos remains on the barricade and Eyesnsane runs and hits a flashing elbow ONTO Cryos!!!! THE BARRICADE FALLS OVER AND THE FANS BACK AWAY, CHEERING LIKE MADMEN AS CRYOS AND EYESNSANE LAY ON THE GROUND!!!


    David Weinstock: THAT WAS RECKLESS! SHEER RECKLESS FROM HUGHES!

    Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!


    The crowd is going nuts as Eyesnsane and Cryos remain on the ground. The referee finally begins counting. Both men begin moving, showing signs of life. "Eyesnsane" is first up and grabs Cryos by the neck. He yanks him over stumbling to the ring side of the silver barricades. Eyesnsane follows and rolls Cryos into the ring, and then holds his lower back as he tends to his own pains.


    Crowd: EYES-N-SANE! EYES-N-SANE! EYES-N-SANE!


    Eyesnsane rolls in and quickly runs off the ropes and lands a running knee to a hunched-over Cryos' ribs. The heel falls and Hughes drops to his knees and covers!


    Langdon Trafford: This is it! Eyesnsane going for the win! ONE..............TWO...........OH WAIT...CRYOS COUNTERS!


    Cryos grabs James Hughes around the armpit during the pinfall and changes it to The Spirit Breaker submission! Cryos has it locked in and Hughes is in the middle of the ring! Hughes is fighting, fighting, fighting...and inching closer to a foot being under the ropes!!!


    Piers Gallagher: This was the move Cryos used so often when he first joined FWA! We haven't seen it in months!


    Cryos applies the hold harder, and Hughes leans back in pain. He makes one last lunge of three body squirms until finally has a foot touching the bottom rope! Cryos must release...


    David Weinstock: Hughes has been taken for a punishment in this one. Cryos seems determined.


    James Hughes lays on the mat holding his arm while Cryos stands above him. Cryos looks to the crowd and motions that he's finishing it. But "Eyesnsane" grabs the foot of Cryos, takes him down with a double leg takedown and locks in "Twister" (heel hook)!!! The crowd comes to life as Cryos is in the middle of the ring and in danger of losing! "Eyesnsane" keeps the hold applied and getting stronger and stronger, more intense, while Cryos crawls his way toward the ropes. Cryos tries staying alive but Hughes tries pulling him back into the center of the ring. Cryos turns to his back and lands one swift forearm to the face, joggling Hughes a bit. Cryos gets up, stumbling, and locks an arm around Hughes' neck and plants him with "Pulling the Trigger" (twisting brainbuster).


    Langdon Trafford: There it is! Cryos hits his finishing move!


    ..............1....................2........................3


    Winner: Cryos (Match time: 17:57)


    Cryos rolls out the ring and walks around the outside, catching his breath. The crowd groans as he unlikable character takes the victory while the fan-favorite James "Eyesnsane" Hughes lays in the center of the ring. Cryos looks inside and walks to the ring announcer and demands the microphone.


    Langdon Trafford: Oh, what now?

    Piers Gallagher: Cryos has earned a chance to speak. He's the new Number one contender to the North American Championship, for cryin' out loud!


    Cryos walks around a corner of the ring, staring in at Hughes.


    Cryos: I told you, James, on Fight Night you weren't worthy of another shot at the North American Championship. I proved it tonight. Now, I'm saying it here, I get a title chance. And I'm going to use it ... this next Fight Night. I have earned that shot, to use it whenever, and I'm saying it now. I'm using it.


    Cryos tosses the microphone back in the direction of the ring announcer, Kurt Harrington, and leaves the ring area with James Hughes still recovering inside. Cryos never looks back, only walking back through the entrance aisle and exiting to the backstage area with his plans set and announced.
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    Posting the stuff in intervals of around 30-40 minutes to give people more time to process. I doubt people are actually sitting here refreshing the thread. If so, go outside and chase squirrels for a few minutes. Get a sweat.


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    there ain't no squirrels where I am at 20 past 11 at night, dingus!


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    Yeah this has been amazing so far. Theres a big show feel to it with the presentation.

    Glad everyone likes the Gabs segments so far. She wants it all to be about her.


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    Quote Originally Posted by The Golden One View Post
    I doubt people are actually sitting here refreshing the thread.

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    We go backstage to where Amy Duke is standing by with the FWA World Heavyweight Champion, Ryan Rondo. Rondo looks calm and is sharply dressed to mark the occasion. Duke can't help but stare at him for a moment - being caught up in some sort of daze. She either finds him attractive or is absent minded. Who knows.

    Amy Duke: I'm here with FWA Champion, Ryan Rondo!

    The crowd can be heard cheering in the background, as Rondo looks at the camera with a weird look on his face as Duke doesn't seem to know the difference between the two world title belts in the FWA. She thrusts the mic a bit too close to him before realising she never asked anything and thus brings it back to herself.

    Amy Duke: Tonight, you have a huge task ahead of yourself, Ryan! You've got to beat three other men to stay the champion... how will you do it!?

    Ryan Rondo looks puzzled but looks straight at the camera as the mic is thrust back to him.

    Ryan Rondo: Look, tonight... is going to be a momentous occasion. I've never had that Back in Business moment where I feel truly part of the show. It's always been something considered to be unmonumental or a loss. But tonight that changes. I've been here for six years. I've waited for my time and my time comes tonight. I'm the defending champion... and I will stay the champion after tonight. Wolf doesn't frighten me. PAJ cannot pull any more tricks out of his sleeve. And Devin Golden ... well, let's just say the student became the master at the Carnal Contendership...

    Amy Duke: You and Devin have a long history! You two are up there as one of the greatest tag teams along the likes of V and V, Aut Pax Aux Bellum and many more. I always wondered - do you think you two were a better team than say Whyte Thunder and Maroon Monsoon?

    Rondo again gives her a confused look. Duke clearly has instructions yelled in her ear.

    Amy Duke: Oh, silly question, we all know that Sunset-Sunrise were better! You've spoken alot in the past few months about everything going on... do you have anything left to say before tonight?

    Ryan Rondo: I said that I would win the Carnal Contendership. I did. I said that when I faced Gabrielle, I would beat her. I did. And I said that I would leave Back in Business as a world champion... and I will. There's nothing else left for me to say. It's time for me to show you that I will always back up my claims. Wolf, PAJ and Devin Golden - they think they know me. They think they have the answers. This a different ballgame entirely. They'll realise that later tonight....

    Rondo walks off as Duke stares at his back as he leaves... perhaps she is looking at something else.

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    Langdon Trafford: RevELution beat TnT again! Danny Toner and Marcus Thane just can't get it!


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    Langdon Trafford: The match ends in controversy! Randy Ramon and Ayla El are the champs but TnT are furious! We're out of time, folks! When will this rivalry end?!


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    FIGHT NIGHT BEFORE WINTER WASTELAND



    Danny Toner and Drew Stevenson stand side by side, ready to face Thomas Princeton and Christian Quinn. The arena is buzzing with anticipation on the Fight Night before Winter Wasteland and the Princeton-Stevenson match!

    Danny Toner is ready to fight alongside Stevenson, and he turns and takes a chair shot right into the back of Drew Stevenson!



    Langdon Trafford: What in the hell?! Danny Toner is a member of Executive Excellence!


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    CARNAL CONTENDERSHIP 2015



    FWA Tag Team Championships
    RevELution (c) vs. Executive Excellence (Christian Quinn and Danny Toner)



    ......


    Toner dodges it and Toner grabs her for the closing statement but Ayla El slips out of it and spins right into a bitch kick! Toner flops to the mat. Ayla El hooks the leg! Quinn runs in but Randy Ramon is there and spears Quinn to the mat to protect his tag partner 1...2...3!

    Winners AND STILL FWA Tag Team Champions: RevELution via pinfall


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    March 23 CROSSFIRE


    FWA Tag Team Championships
    Tornado Tag match
    RevELution (c) vs. The Movement (Humanity and Nightmare)



    ......


    Nightmare slides in and immediately hits "Bad Dreams" on Ramon!!!


    Sam McDonald
    : The Movement is in control! They might win the titles right here!



    Nightmare kneels down and hooks "Rockstar" Randy Ramon's legs! Humanity guards the pinfall!
    ...............1....................2...................3!!!

    Harry Baxter: NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! MY GOD! REVELUTION'S REIGN FINALLY ENDS!


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    Humanity: Toner, I did in one try what you couldn't in four.




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    "GET UP FOR THE MONEY,

    FOR THE POWER,

    THE FAME....

    WE NEED IT, NEED IT!"


    The opening, facemelting riff of "Money, Power, Fame" by Don Broco begins bellowing out across the Rose Bowl as the entire crowd begins a surprising cheer as they get to their feet for Danny Toner and "The Instant Classic" Christian Quinn, the men of Executive Excellence - who come out onto their stage with their gamefaces on... and their sharpest attires. Quinn walks down the ramp, trying not to let anyone touch him whilst Toner is caught with a pen signing the bosom of a few females. Both men smirk as they make their way to the ring before posing on the apron and getting in - the crowd still cheers for them although a few faint boos can be heard.


    Langdon Trafford: After four tries, Danny Toner has yet to win the tag team championships. Christian Quinn and Danny Toner had a chance at Carnal Contendership. They failed. The Movement succeeded, ending RevELution's reign as champs. Now it's Executive Excellence against The Movement. The last time they faced, way back at Winter Wasteland, it ended in a draw, a double pinfall. They both became top contenders.

    Sam McDonald: And the fear of failure is becoming more than just a singular loss for Danny Toner. He is doubting himself, wondering if he has the ability to succeed and win the titles. He failed with Marcus Thane three times. He failed with Christian Quinn once. Will the fifth time be the charm?


    Executive Excellence are in the ring, talking strategy to one another, when suddenly the lights go out...


    Harry Baxter: Wh-what happened to the lights!? Did we get a power outage!?

    Sam McDonald: I'm not sure what's going on but... but... what the...?

    Langdon Trafford: Look over at the screen!!!


    The screen blinks a small line in the upper left corner, as if in a DOS-screen. Suddenly, letters begin to appear until a phrase is bolded out onto the screen...


    WHAT A HORRIBLE NIGHT TO HAVE A CURSE


    Suddenly, a voice from nowhere speaks loudly, much to the surprise of spectators and Executive Excellence.

    Some spectators who've watched CWA in the past shriek loudly in a cacophony of cheers and applause, knowing who it is behind the voice.

    Harry Baxter: Don't tell me he's in FWA...




    Suddenly, a man walks out, portly in figure, but under the blue spotlight, he's incredibly pale. However, the nostalgic cheers from the CWA side grow more and more in volume, as Executive Excellence are baffled.


    Langdon Trafford: I-I can't believe my eyes!!! It's Mark Olsworth! I thought he was dead!!!

    Sam McDonald:
    Th-that's the man who taught Humanity everything!!!

    Olsworth walks down to the center of the ramp, staring daggers into Executive Excellence, who are shifting back & forth, caught off guard by the inherent mind games. Behind him, are cloaked figures. They hold up torches, giving the dark arena a glow of evil. They make arches with the sticks of fire, and the arena grows dark once again as the blue spotlight dims.

    Harry Baxter: I-I don't know what's going on, but I can't recall the last time we've had something like this!

    Sam McDonald: B-but the question is, where in the hell is Humanity and Nightmare. Surely they have to be here...

    The chant finishes as we are met with silence. We hear Danny Toner shouting his lungs off for The Movement to show up like men, and Christian Quinn remains stoic, quietly watching from the apron. Then...




    This strange series of rising and declining notes with interludes of sputters and pained moans plays around the arena, as everyone now is confused to hell. However, the spotlight goes to the entrance of the stage. There he is! Humanity. His face appears painted white, with bloody tears coming from his eyes. He walks methodically, with Nightmare coming in from the back behind him. Under the arches they walk, until they come to Olsworth. Humanity shakes his hand, welcoming back the man he once nearly killed, his former mentor, into his life. Nightmare jumps into the ring, smiling and laughing maniacally, as Humanity stoically stand on the apron, expressionless. The FWA Fight Night commentary team appears to be the team tackling this match as Baxter is shown to be absent from the commentary table.



    FWA Tag Team Championships
    The Movement (Humanity and Nightmare) (c) vs. Executive Excellence (Danny Toner and "The Instant Classic" Christian Quinn)
    (Written by Shake)


    Toner and Quinn remain puzzled at the presence of Olsworth as they try to make sense of what is going on. Unfazed, Quinn decides that he will start the match with Toner taking his position outside. HUMANITY takes the lead from Nightmare.

    Langdon Trafford: Not sure who I want to win here! We’ve got the apparent weirdos and then the straight up douches…

    Piers Gallagher: Me neither! Both teams are great! I have to pull for the boys from Fight Night, they are Princeton’s handpicked stablemates for a reason!

    Quinn and HUMANITY circle each other – HUMANITY passes by Toner and has a few choice words for him – Toner is already chomping at the bit to get his hands on him but no dice as Quinn and HUMANITY lock up. Quinn quickly takes the back but HUMANITY breaks the hold and then lands a throat jab to Quinn… stunning him for a moment as Olsworth applauds. He then kicks Quinn in the guy and lands a headbutt on him – causing him to recoil and stumble backwards. HUMANITY then makes the quick tag to Nightmare, they grab Quinn and irish whip him into their corner, taking turns at various kicks, jabs and headbutts.

    David Weinstock: This isn’t a good start by Christian Quinn, he’s allowed himself to be isolated already!

    Piers Gallagher: All part of the master plan, I am sure!

    Langdon Trafford: You really think Christian Quinn is as smart as he says he is?

    Piers Gallagher: Yes! He’s smarter than you anyway!

    Nightmare then grabs Quinn from the corner and looks to pull him towards him for a lariat but Quinn ducks it then smirks.

    Piers Gallagher: SEE!?

    Nightmare then responds to that with his second dose lariat to the back of Quinn’s head!

    Langdon Trafford: HA!

    David Weinstock: Quinn needs to make a tag soon. Danny Toner is looking fired up!

    Piers Gallagher: It doesn’t matter, both Toner and Quinn will win eventually! They’re just lulling them into a false sense of security! You really think these dimwits from Crossfire can outsmart Executive Excellence? PFFT.

    Quinn is struggling as he is down, Olsworth is looking very pleased at ringside whilst Toner is already calling out for a tag to be made. HUMANITY and Nightmare both smirk at Toner as Nightmare lands repeated knees to Quinn’s head as he lays on the mat – each knee drawing some cheers from the crowd.

    Langdon Trafford: The crowd are enjoying this! I always wondered which side they would be on? Is it truly Crossfire fans vs Fight Night fans right now?

    Piers Gallagher: Don’t be so stupid, Langdon, Crossfire has no fans! It’s the smart, sophisticated and cultured fans like me against people like you… idiots!

    Langdon Trafford: I never said I was a fan of the Movement!

    Piers Gallagher: Doesn’t change the fact you’re an idiot, though!

    Nightmare picks Quinn up as Olsworth barks instructions at him – he goes to HUMANITY and makes the tag, Nightmare restrains Quinn as HUMANITY nails him with a monstrous (Kane) uppercut to the chin before landing another headbutt as Nightmare lets go and is ushered out of the ring by the referee. HUMANITY then punts Quinn in the ribs with a soccer kick before dropping down and landing some punches from the mount position. He goes for a cover but Quinn kicks out almost instantly. Olsworth, again, shouts something at HUMANITY – who without hesitation suddenly starts trying to disfigure Quinn – going as far to attempt to bite him on the forehead but Quinn shoves him off and slowly but surely starts to climb to his feet using the ropes. HUMANITY runs at him and looks for a cactus clothesline but Quinn ducks under and sends HUMANITY flying over the ropes!

    David Weinstock: This could be a much needed break for Quinn, he needs to make that tag now!

    Quinn rests against the ropes as HUMANITY quickly gets up and climbs onto the apron, he looks to grab Quinn from behind but Quinn spins out of it He rakes HUMANITY’s eyes then sets up a saito suplex – and he lands it, pulling HUMANITY over the top rope and back into the ring.

    David Weinstock: First big move for Quinn! He can gain some momentum here…

    Langdon Trafford: He could make the tag too?

    Piers Gallagher: Quinn doesn’t need to tag anybody!

    HUMANITY quickly gets up again and runs at Quinn but Quinn ducks and then runs and bounces off of the ropes and lands a diving crossbody straight into a pin…1…NO! HUMANITY instantly kicks out and scrambles to his feet – he casts a quick glance at Toner, who is now smiling at him. HUMANITY comes forward and goes for a jab but Quinn blocks with his arm and responds with a European uppercut that has HUMANITY reeling back. Quinn grabs him and feigns and irish whip and sets up a hammerlock northern lights which he hits – he doesn’t bridge into a pin though. He drags HUMANITY over to the corner and makes the tag to Toner who is absolutely buzzing to get into the ring.

    David Weinstock: Finally, Quinn makes the tag. Toner is fresh, he can do some serious damage here.

    Langdon Trafford: Let’s see if Toner is upto the challenge, there are rumblings that he doesn’t feel as involved in Executive Excellence as Quinn and Princeton have…

    Piers Gallagher: Poppycock! He is an integral part of the newest incarnation of the best stable the FWA has ever seen! It’s all a ploy, he will demonstrate that in a minute. Toner is EXCELLENCE.

    Quinn holds HUMANITY up as Toner nails him with a superkick – Quinn then turns that into a german suplex. Toner makes the pin…1….NO! HUMANITY gets his shoulders up surprisingly early despite taking a powerful kick to the dome. Toner scrambles around and instantly puts HUMANITY into a crossface in the middle of the ring. HUMANITY has nowhere to go and seems to be struggling as he is stuck with no escape in sight! Olsworth shouts at him whilst Nightmare looks on, slightly worried. HUMANITY edges closer and closer to the ropes – but rather than reach out, he swings his momentum around and turns it into a pinfall attempt! 1…2...NO! Toner breaks the hold and gets his shoulders up quickly. Toner jumps to his feet instantly as HUMANITY struggles for a breather. HUMANITY sits up and Toner bounces off of the ropes and rams a knee right into his face, knocking him straight back down. Toner then holds onto the ropes for leverage as he tries to stomp a hole into one half of the tag team champions but Olsworth plays savior and drags HUMANITY out of the ring! Nightmare drops down as the Movement regroup…. Toner stands at the ring ropes with his arms spread out beckoning all three of them into the ring. Quinn smirks from the apron.

    David Weinstock: Bit of a stand off here between the two teams! The Movement might realise they are in for a fight now! Surely this won’t end in a draw?

    Langdon Trafford: I don’t think either team wants that after Winter Wasteland!

    Piers Gallagher: THE MOVEMENT ARE SCARED!

    Sam McDonald: Hey guys, can we join in on this too since the Movement come from Crossfire?

    Piers Gallagher: NO, The premier commentary team are in charge of this one, loser!

    Sam McDonald: Wow, rude. Suit yourself.

    Nightmare gets back up onto the apron, followed by HUMANITY who enters the ring then quickly tags in Nightmare and exits. It looks like the match has reset as Toner and Nightmare circle each other cautiously. They grapple up but Toner breaks the hold and lands a headbutt to Nightmare… but Nightmare responds with an elbow smash… followed by another… followed by a discus elbow that takes Toner off of his feet! Nightmare goes for the quick cover but Toner bucks out of it instantly and rolls towards his corner – ready to make the tag incase Nightmare tries anything. Toner decides not to tag in Quinn and runs at Nightmare for a clothesline but Nightmare counters it straight into an inverted stomp facebreaker! He then hits Toner with a couple of knee drops before going for a cover…1….2…No! Toner gets the shoulder up with the match in no danger of ending. Christian Quinn shouts at his partner to try and make the tag. Nightmare picks Toner up – he is groggy. Olsworth signals towards Nightmare who nods – he then looks to hit his Bad Dreams but Toner twirls out of it, causing a brief moment of confusion… he goes for a superkick but Nightmare catches it then hits an elbow to the kneecap of Toner… and then hits him with a lariat to knock him down. He drags Toner over to his corner at the behest of Olsworth and tags in HUMANITY. HUMANITY climbs to the top rope and hits a 450 splash on Toner! He goes for the pinfall..1…2…NO! It’s another kick out from Toner!

    David Weinstock: The Movement are in control once again. This time, Toner needs to make the tag to his partner otherwise it is curtains!

    Piers Gallagher: It’s all part of the plan…

    Langdon Trafford: Are you ever going to give credit where it’s due? The Movement have stifled Executive Excellence at almost every turn, tonight! It’s down to that man, Mark Olsworth!

    Piers Gallagher: WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. You’ll see!

    HUMANITY then mounts Toner and throws punches to him before taunting Quinn… Quinn tries to get into the ring but the referee prevents him! Toner is held by Olsworth and Nightmare as HUMANITY lands two leg drops in quick succession. Quinn doesn’t back off and shoves the ref out of the way as he lands a kick to HUMANITY but the referee manages to pull him back.

    David Weinstock: And so the dirty tricks begin…

    Piers Gallagher: THEY SHOULD BE STRIPPED OF THE TITLES REF!

    The referee is giving Quinn a stern talking to as HUMANITY stands behind him… taunting Quinn. He doesn’t notice Toner slowly crawling towards… HUMANITY turns around and grabs Toner by the head… but Toner lands a low blow that drops HUMANITY! The referee doesn’t notice!

    Piers Gallagher: GREAT MOVE BY DANNY!

    Langdon Trafford: Oh… so it’s great when Executive Excellence does it?

    Piers Gallagher: Toner waited for his moment! He used The Movement’s tricks against him!

    Toner slowly calls towards Quinn as HUMANITY lays down in agony… he eventually gets over the pain and crawls towards Nightmare. Both men are looking for the tag…. HUMANITY gets there first… but Toner makes it to Quinn too! Quinn and Nightmare enter the ring, Nightmare charges at Quinn looking for a lariat but Quinn ducks and bounces off the ropes and then levels Nightmare with a busaiku knee kick! Nightmare lays on the canvas, wasted as Quinn makes the cover…1…2…NO! Olsworth drags the referee out of the ring! HUMANITY slithers away from the commotion as Toner lays down hurt at his side whilst Quinn gets out of the ring and in the face of Olsworth. The referee is down due to taking a huge bump from hitting the canvas… Quinn grabs Olsworth and kicks him in the gut…

    David Weinstock: He looks to be getting ready to nail this guy with the Flood… ON THE OUTSIDE!

    Langdon Trafford: Quinn’s fed up with Olsworth it seems… but he hasn’t noticed anything awry … yet…

    Piers Gallagher: DO IT! DO IT BEFORE…

    HUMANITY has made his way to the timekeeper and has grabbed one of the tag belts. He quickly runs around and levels Quinn with the belt before the referee can stir! Quinn falls to the canvas – head busted wide open from the shot. HUMANITY smirks and stands proudly, holding the belt aloft…

    Piers Gallagher: GODDAMN CHEATERS!

    But HUMANITY doesn’t notice Toner who slides around to the same side as him… Toner stands on the apron… HUMANITY turns around and is levelled with a massive superkick that takes him down! Toner shouts abuse at him as he lays down… Nightmare rises to his feet… his nose is slightly bloody but he runs at Toner – who turns around just in time but not quickly enough to avoid the dropkick to his knee! Toner decks it on the apron and Nightmare joins him on the outside. The referee begins to stir and doesn’t even attempt to decipher what has just transpired. Olsworth picks Quinn up and rolls him into the ring for Nightmare – but Nightmare is still preoccupied with Toner. He jumps out onto the apron and boots him in the knee a few times - trying to damage it. He then picks Toner up and nails him with an apron DDT that has Olsworth absolutely delighted as Toner then lays slumped on the apron... half-dead it would appear.

    David Weinstock: This is turning into an all out war!

    Piers Gallagher: We all know that money and power wins you a war! Quinn is still in this! Toner has done his part! The Movement are finished!

    Langdon Trafford: Unless you're no good at using that money and power! It looks like Nightmare is the one calling the shots right now!

    Quinn stumbles to his feet inside the ring - with blood pouring down his face - and walks towards Nightmare who is still on the outside. Nightmare throws a jab to the face but Quinn responds with an European uppercut that catches Nightmare offguard and has him hanging onto the rope by a single hand. Quinn gets out of the ring and rakes Nightmare's eyes, he then kicks him in the gut... and gets him in the position for The Flood (Tiger Driver)...

    David Weinstock: Christian Quinn is looking to hit the Flood on the apron... or to the outside canvas.... that would be devastating punishment for the body to take!

    Langdon Trafford: Nightmare needs to get out of there somehow!

    Piers Gallagher: DO IT! PULVERISE HIM! EXCELLENCE SHALL PREVAIL!!

    Mark Olsworth grabs the ankle of Quinn...

    Langdon Trafford: Olsworth looks set to save the day once more!

    Piers Gallagher: That rat bastard!

    Quinn shakes him off though!

    Piers Gallagher: YES!

    Quinn then gets the underhooks and lifts Nightmare up and lands the Flood on the outside to a huge reception from the crowd - "HOLY SHIT!" chants break out as Nightmare lies... destroyed. Quinn sits up... smiling with blood still dripping... as Olsworth looks on in sheer shock whilst HUMANITY pauses for a moment before charging in and attacks Quinn.

    Langdon Trafford: SOMEONE CHECK TO SEE IF NIGHTMARE IS ALIVE!

    Piers Gallagher: Fruitless venture. I told you Quinn had this!


    Nightmare isn't stirring whatsoever... Quinn is down after taking multiple shots from HUMANITY - Toner stirs and interjects as he jumps down from the apron and clubs HUMANITY in the back. Both men come face to face for a brief moment... HUMANITY smiles at him and says something and Toner responds with a headbutt!! HUMANITY stumbles backwards... and laughs. He responds with a headbutt! Toner now, stumbles back... slightly cut open... He responds with another headbutt! HUMANITY responds with another headbutt! They trade headbutts back and forth at least four times each - both cut open slightly.... Toner's turn again... he hits the headbutt and it causes HUMANITY to turn around.... QUINN COMES OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THOR'S HAMMER!! HUMANITY launches into the air and gravity pulls him down to the ground... he lays motionless as Mark Olsworth stands stunned. Quinn smirks at him... and looks to go after him but Toner holds him back and shares some words with him. He points to Nightmare and then the belt laying on the floor.

    David Weinstock: It'd appear HUMANITY is now a nonfactor in this match! He's down and out!

    Langdon Trafford: Olsworth is lucky Toner is holding Quinn back!

    Piers Gallagher: Good work, Danny! Eyes on the prize!

    Both bloody members of Executive Excellence grab the almost lifeless Nightmare and roll him into the ring. HUMANITY is just as equally lifeless on the outside.

    David Weinstock: The Movement have let this slip! The sheer chaos has favoured Executive Excellence! Nightmare took his eye off the ball and it's been downhill from there. Quinn and Nightmare are the legal men.

    Toner gets back to his corner as Quinn measures up Nightmare in the ring, who is no condition to defend himself... still suffering the effects from the Flood... Quinn grabs him in a front headlock and drags him over to Toner. They tag in, Quinn takes the back...

    David Weinstock: We seen this team move already before, they hit HUMANITY with it! This is going to knock the life out of Nightmare.

    Langdon Trafford: Nightmare needs to duck this!

    Piers Gallagher: No chance! We have new champs for sure!

    Quinn holds Nightmare's arms behind his back, however...

    David Weinstock: Looks like a variation! This could be it!

    Toner smacks Nightmare with a superkick... Quinn instantly turns it into a tiger suplex and releases! Olsworth is busy checking on HUMANITY and trying to will him to get up. He is slowly stirring!

    David Weinstock: Toner just needs to make the pin.

    Piers Gallagher: DANNY BOY! QUICKLY NOW!

    Langdon Trafford: HUMANITY needs to make the save NOW!

    Toner... smiles as he looks ringside, HUMANITY is struggling to even get onto the apron... Toner turns to Nightmare and PUNTS HIM RIGHT IN THE HEAD! The crowd boo the daylights out of him for it. Quinn applauds him from the apron and laughs.

    Langdon Trafford: THAT WAS JUST UNNECESSARY!

    Piers Gallagher: AMAZING! SIMPLY AMAZING!

    Toner slinks down for the pin.....

    1.......

    HUMANITY IS ON THE APRON AND IS TRYING TO CRAWL IN...

    2.....


    HES UNDER THE ROPES


    3!!!!!!!!

    Piers Gallagher: EXCELLENCE REIGNS SUPREME!

    Winners and NEW FWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: Executive Excellence (Christian Quinn and Danny Toner)

    (Match Time: 17:58)


    HUMANITY is inches away with an outstretched hand but can't make it in time. His arm falls on the mat and he lies, defeated. Christian Quinn bounces off of the apron and grabs one belt followed by the other - glancing at Olsworth who doesn't disturb him. He slides into the ring and passes a title to Danny Toner ... who has a smile as wide as the moon on his face. Some of the crowd cheer, some boo. Nightmare lays... lifeless in the ring as HUMANITY checks on him whilst struggling himself. Quinn has blood still pouring from his forehead whilst Toner's is slightly stained with blood. Executive Excellence leave the ring and back up the ramp staring down at the Movement in the ring. Olsworth looks enraged as does HUMANITY as they check on their fallen comrade...

    Piers Gallagher: The look of inferior imbeciles!

    Langdon Trafford: I don't think this is over... not by a long shot.

    Toner and Quinn stand at the top of the stage, smirking as they raise their titles one more time to, mostly, the ire of the crowd before they disappear...


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    i suck dick at coding. Either that or this forum sucks dick at not fucking it up everytime I do it.


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    AW JAM IT! I was looking forward to retaining and being the first Tag Team Champs in both feds! Oh well, win one lose one I guess Although I would like permission for Nightmare to teach Piers Gallagher a thing or two about manners...

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    Huh. I was thinking of going with a more accepting and emotionless Humanity, but I guess it works. :P

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    Langdon Trafford: Two wrestlers, two names, might forever be attached at the hip in the FWA.

    Piers Gallagher: "The Carnegie Carnivore" Michael Garcia and "Living Mythology" Jason Gryphon started a rivalry two years ago, at Back in Business 8, and it resurfaced this year to reignite old hatred between two men who couldn't be more different in wrestling styles and personalities.


    “The Darth Vader March” begins playing throughout the arena. Suddenly, the stage becomes dark as streaks of yellow and white lights blink across the stage. The titantron shows a video of the Death Star, flying in Outer Space. As the music begins to reach it’s crescendo, a series of Stormtroopers begin to walk out and form a tunnel down the aisle with complete with their horrible armor and lightsabers meant to form the tunnel. At the very end of the parade was Darth Vader himself, who slowly walked out onto the stage. Garcia is only wearing the Vader headpiece but it was still a scary sight to see



    AS Garcia nears the ring, the cage begins to lower. Once he gets to the bottom of the ramp, Garcia lifts the headpiece from his shoulders and looks up at the mammoth structure in front of him. He takes a step forward, looks under the ring, and finds his Easton Stealth and a long metal chain. He hands the chain and the Stealth off to a nearby Stormtrooper, who reveals himself to be Jeremiah Jones. Garcia walks over to the side of the cage, where an official pats him down before he enters the cage. Garcia grabs a hold of the metal cage and yanks fiercely, as Jeremiah Jones begins to slowly “snake” the chain into the ring.

    The music was quickly replaced by “The Throne Room theme” from Star Wars and the crowd exploded as a video montage from the epic movie played on the tron which ended in the epic line “May the force be with you!” And as the lights came back on in the arena, various Star Wars characters were on the stage! Hans Solo, Chewbacca, R2D2, C3PO, Princess Leia and more were standing on the stage and began attacking the Stormtroopers! In the midst of all of the chaos, Jason Gryphon, dressed as Luke Skywalker, stepped out onto the stage and calmly walked through. Gryphon did stop to slap hands with a few fans at ringside, before taking off his outfit and revealing his usual ring attire underneath.



    Once Gryphon made his way down to the bottom of the ramp, Garcia began tieing the chain to the middle of the door on the cage. He pulled on the chain to make sure it was tight, and then slowly turned his attention to Gryphon on the outside. Jason slyly smiled at the man that he wanted to hurt more than anything in the world. Gryphon mouthed SOMETHING at Garcia but it wasn’t picked up by the cameras. Gryphon was patted down as well, before making his way into the ring. The referee pushed Garcia back as Gryphon set foot in between the ropes.






    Steel Cage Grudge Match

    The Final Battle

    “The Carnegie Carnivore” Michael Garcia vs “Living Mythology” Jason Gryphon



    Gryphon looked to the crowd, who roared with approval, when “Living Mythology” beat on his chest with pride. Garcia smiled and laughed which infuriated Gryphon,. Jason and Mike circled the ring, before each moving forward and meeting in the center with a collar and elbow tie up. Garcia shifted pressure off to a side headlock, but Jason countered into a hammerlock. With a sudden burst of energy, Gryphon charged his body forward, with Garcia still in the hammerlock, causing Garcia’s face to press hard against the steel cage. After a few seconds of this, Gryphon released the hold and eagerly awaited Garcia’s clothesline, ducking it and grabbing ahold of Garcia’s right arm and delivering a Arm Drag Takedown that brought Garcia crashing to the mat. Garcia immediately rolled to his feet and charged forward with a running boot, but again Gryphon ducked and on the rebound, delivered a sharp kick to the giant’s kneecap, and then another that brought Garcia to his knees before running the ropes and delivering a running dropkick to the side of Garcia’s head!


    Gryphon backed up, awaited Garcia to rise, before charging forward, but this time Garcia was prepared for the attack! He caught the charging North Carolina native and sent him crashing into the steel cage! Gryphon’s head slammed off the steel allowing Garcia to begin taking control with a vicious series of rights and left hands, each shot sending the back of Gryphon’s head bouncing off the cage. Shooting a look of disdain to the crowd, Garcia grabbed Gryphon by the chin, hoisting him up against the cage and delivered a hard knife edge chop that elicited an “OOOOHHHHHH!!!!” from the crowd. A second one sent shivers down the spine of the Living Mythology. Garcia finally released Gryphon from his grip, but was shocked when Gryphon came fighting out with a series of right hands that rocked Garcia back to the center of the ring! A high knee from Garcia, sent momentum back in his favor, followed by Garcia tossing Gryphon into the corner turnbuckle. Outstretching his boot into the throat of his opponent, Garcia taunted the crowd “Is this your hero? IS THIS YOUR FALLEN HERO?” “The Carnegie Carnivore” began stomping away at Gryphon in the corner, as the crowd began to boo heavily.

    The monster didn’t care, as he sneered at the fans in attendance, grabbing the Gryphon by his long blonde hair and pulling him to his feet. Garcia hoisted up his opponent and sent him over his shoulder for a Back Body Suplex, but Gryphon spun out, landing on his feet! Garcia turned around just in time to eat a Superkick to the jaw! The crisp sound of the kick resonated with the fans in attendance, but the kick didn’t take the behemoth off his feet! Garcia simply staggered but swung out a wild right hand, which Jason ducked and popped up with a leaping Roundhouse kick to the skull! Garcia staggered back over to the corner and Jason followed over, trapping Mike in the corner, standing on the second turnbuckle and delivering a series of right hands, which the fans counted along with, but at the count of 7, Garcia hoisted Jason up by his waist and began to mover forward, possibly for the Three Rivers Bomb! Garcia was able to get the first of the three powerbombs off, but when he went for the deadlift, Gryphon used his feet to kick himself free! With Garcia still holding on to Gryphon’s legs, he made the decision to catapult Jason into the steel cage!


    BUT GRYPHON, IN SPIDERMAN LIKE FASHION, ATTACHED HIMSELF TO THE CAGE! Before Garcia could figure out what was going, Jason was halfway up the cage! Garcia turned around and saw what was going on, so he pulled on Gryphon’s right leg, trying to drag him down to the ground. Jason, kept kicking away at Garcia, but the Pittsburgh native was persistent. Finally, Gryphon took a small step down so that he was standing on the ropes, hooked up Garcia’s head and delivered a massive Tornado DDT off the top rope that took both men down and out of the game!



    After a few moments of collecting themselves, both Garcia and Gryphon got back up to their feet. Garcia took over on offense with his punishing physicality, manhandling Gryphon with his power.The Carnegie Carnivore once again lifted his opponent high in the air and tossed him head first into the steel cage on the left cell wall, before repeating the same action on the right side wall. The second time Jason’s body flew over the top rope and landed on the ring apron . He awaited Jason to get back up to his feet, before charging forward with a running boot to the face that sandwhiched Jason’s skull between a metal pole on the cell wall and Garcia’s boot! Even in his state, Gryphon was too close to the door for Mike to attempt going out the door so he opted to climb the cage instead. Gryphon dropped with a thud as Garcia looked at the cage walls surrounding him. He grabbed one of the cell walls and shook it, checking it’s sturdiness. With an heir of nervousness over him, he set his first foot on the cage wall and began to slowly climb.

    As Garcia began to climb over the top part of the cage, he swung half of his body over to the opposite and began to pull his left side over the top when Jason Gryphon grabbed a hold of Garcia’s left leg! Gryphon’s entire body, at the top of the cage, not even holding onto the cage anymore, was clutching Garcia’s left leg, not allowing him to swing it over to the top of the cage! Garcia had no choice but to maneuver his body back to the inside part of the cage so he could attempt to kick Jason off of his leg. Gryphon, however, smartly grabbed onto the cage, while keeping his legs wrapped tightly around Garcia’s left leg. Mike, realizing the endeavor outside was fruitless right now, grabbed Jason’s head and slammed it against the metal post, causing Gryphon to fall back to the ring. Garcia began to climb again but the tenacious Gryphon again rolled back to his feet, and took a running leap back to the cage wall where Garcia was….this time, literally leaping on top of Garcia himself, and trying to climb OVER him. The Steel City Slayer was having none of it though, and when Jason climbed up to his neck, Michael showed off his tremendous power, by shifting Jason’s body across his back and delivering a modified Samoan Drop from the cage!

    Both men hit the canvas hard!



    But it was Garcia, who got the cover on Gryphon!




    Gryphon got the shoulder up!

    Garcia smiled, as he reached his feet, seeing the condition Gryphon was in. He stretched his arms out for a moment, before stretching out his legs, ya know, by stepping on Gryphon’s back. Garcia looked across the rung, before yelling at the referee outside to open the door.


    The referee obliged as Garcia looked down at Gryphon, shaking his head. “I told you, Peter! Neverland doesn’t exist! Heroes don’t always win!”. He took several steps towards the door, and had one foot out when he went to the lift the other foot, again, Jason Gryphon had clutched on to it, in a last ditch effort. Garcia, stared out at the referee as if to say “Really?”, and then chuckled to himself. He ducked back into the ring, simply kicked his heel back against Gryphon’s head, and then turned back towards the door. Garcia calmly bent down to step through the ropes…



    When Gryphon grabbed him by the waist and delivered a picture perfect German Suplex! Garcia rolled to his feet, but Gryphon didn’t let go! He reared back and delivered ANOTHER German Suplex! And then a third! Gryphon collapsed to the mat, as the same time as Garcia did! The crowd was picking up heavily in a “WE ARE!” chant, as the other side of the arena chanted ‘CREA-TURES!” Gryphon heard the chant, and began shaking his head along to the cadence! It was then that Gryphon noticed the tied up chain that Garcia brought into the match earlier. Gryphon walked over to the chain, lifted it in the air, as Jeremiah Jones went nuts on the outside, and began wrapping it around his fist. Mike, who had no idea what was going on, staggered to his feet, just in time for Jason to deliver a steel chain fist to the forehead! Before Garcia could drop to the ground, Gryphon delivered another one to the jaw and then MOUNTED Garcia, connecting with shot after shot to the forehead and letting out a primal scream for the crowd! Gryphon asked for the door to be opened, as Garcia was now busted open. However, on the outside of the ring, Jeremiah Jones was staging a protest, blocking the cage door from the referee! Gryphon stood on the inside, yelling for Jeremiah to leave, but decided instead of wasting time to climb the cage instead! The fans went wild! Gryphon was climbing quickly and Garcia had yet to move! Gryphon was 3 quarters up the cage! Jason Gryphon was in the clear! But Jeremiah Jones, forced the blunt end of the Easton Stealth into an opening in the cage and jammed right into the rib cage of “Living Mythology!” With the wind being gutted out of him, Jason fell back to the mat below! But Gryphon was undeterred. He got right back up and began climbing up the turnbuckle, for a quick start and since it would be harder for Jeremiah to get a good shot in from the corner. But now, Garcia had reached his feet. Gryphon could tell by the reaction of the crowd and changed his gameplan!



    He turned around on the top turnbuckle, and when he saw Mike reach his feet, he leapt off the top rope with an Eagle’s Wings! But Garcia caught him in mid-air, and delivered a Homewood Heart Attack! Gryphon’s head crashed off the canvas!








    Gryphon got the shoulder up!

    Garcia lifted Gryphon off the canvas, and with Gryphon’s eyes a little glazed, Garcia spoke to him “And now reality comes CRASHING down.” He hoisted Gryphon up for the Pittfall, but again, Gryphon flipped himself over and landed on his feet! Garcia turned around, and this time, he was unable to avoid Thor’s Hammer! Gryphon drilled him with the spinning Clothesline from Hell! An exhausted Gryphon simply fell on top of Garcia for the cover!







    GARCIA KICKED OUT OF THOR’S HAMMER! HE KICKED OUT OF THOR’S HAMMER!



    Gryphon was beside himself. How did he.? How did that? He didn’t know and it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that it happened. His KO shot had been kicked out of and the frustration was setting in. That’s when he noticed that even though Garcia had kicked out, he still hadn’t moved. Gryphon looked around the ring, taking note of Jeremiah Jones at ringside.Gryphon decided to climb the cage and so he did. Predictably, Jeremiah headed right over to that same spot with the Stealth in hand, only this time, Jason was ready for it and grabbed a hold of it! Jeremiah and Jason were having a tug of war over the stealth with the cage in the middle!


    Jason realized that, but the endgame was to keep the tug of war going so that he could let it go as Jeremiah was pulling on it, causing Jeremiah to fall backwards into the steel barricade! Jeremiah hit with a thud! Gryphon took a look over at Garcia, who was still motionless on the opposite side of the ring. He realized his golden chance here and asked for the cage to be opened! Jeremiah down and out, Garcia not moving, Gryphon gingerly walked over to the cage door! Gryphon had one foot between the ropes! Still no sign of Garcia!

    Gryphon had two feet between the ropes!


    Garcia started to stir!

    Gryphon started out the cage door!

    Garcia dove forward but was nowhere near the door!


    THWACK!!!!!!

    The cage door was ripped out of the officials hands and slammed shut on Gryphon’s head, with incredible force! The blow sent Gryphon backwards to the canvas!

    Garcia had the steel chain attached to the door firmly in hand and used it to pull the door shut on Gryphon’s head, just as he was trying to escape! The camera focused in on Gryphon, who was now busted open as well. Gryphon tried to pull himself up to his feet, but even with the help of the ropes, found thst to be a difficult task.



    Garcia and Gryphon eventually both got to their feet, a nd began trading blows. Each shot caused each man’s crimson mask to become a little darker, as the blood began to completely cover Garcia’s face. Finally, Gryphon ducked a right hand by Garcia and in a move of desperation ran the ropes and delivered a Springboard Chuck Kick to the side of Garcia’s head! With Garcia dazed, Gryphon bounced off the ropes and elivered a Picture Perfect Clan Blackbird Spear to the giant!

    1..


    2..





    women in the front row were utterly disappointed as Garcia got his right shoulder off the canvas.



    Gryphon was absolutely beside himself. He stood there in shock as to how he could win this match. Eventually, Gryphon grabbed hooked Garcia’s legs, setting him up for the Carolina Cloverleaf! Garcia began kicking his way out of it, though, and kicked Jason into the cage. As Gryphon bounced off the cage, Garcia quickly went for the Pittfall, but for the third time in this match, Gryphon spun out and landed on his feet. Garcia turned around and quickly ducked an oncoming Thor’s Hammer from Gryphon, but Gryphon didn’t stop as he quickly bounced off the ropes, going for a springboard variation on his Eagle’s Wings, only to get caught in mid-air! Garcia again, walked around with pride, Gryphon in his grasp as he spun him out for a Homewood Heart Attack! This time, however, Jason landed on his feet, kicked him in the chest, and rolled over Garcia’s back for a Float Over DDT, but Garcia blocked it and hooked him up for the Light’s Out! Gryphon, however, used what little strength he had left to drive Garcia’s back into the cage wall, freeing himself! Gryphon backed up before charging forward again, only to get caught with an impressive Michinoku Driver!


    Garcia covered Gryphon!







    Gryphon kicked out!


    The fans in attendance were on their feet with a “This is awesome!” chant that nearly shook the arena. You could barely tell with all the blood that was covering his face, but Garcia was in total disbelief. He began to climb the cage, but shortly thereafter, Gryphon leapt to his feet, and onto Garcia delivering a ZigZag to Garcia from halfway up the cage!

    “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!”

    Garcia’s back collided hard with the canvas, as he convulsed for a second upon impact. Gryphon wasn’t in much better shape, but it was a last ditch attempt to save the match. After a few minutes of recovery, the crowd began to roar as Gryphon stirred and eventually began climbing a cage wall. Gryphon looked side to side, and behind him to make sure that the monster wasn’t in sight, but one thing he did notice was Jeremiah Jones, once again grabbing the stealth. With a burst of Adrenaline that seemingly came out of nowhere, Gryphon pushed himself up to the top of the cage, towards the corner of the ring.But as Jason looked down, he noticed Jeremiah standing on the steel steps, waving the hockey stick around, and sending it smashing toward the cage where Jason needed to climb. Gryphon began looking down, wondering what his next move should be, and decided to attempt the exit anyway, which received a loud roar of approval from the crowd. Jones swung the stick right at Gryphon and missed, but Jason caught it in his hands and haphazourdly released it….down inside the cage. Jeremiah began climbing the cage on the outside, right in front of Gryphon, blocking his path. Gryphon reached down, grabbing the hair of the manager and the crowd roared, but the cheers quickly turned to horror, as the sound of an Easton Stealth slashing against human flesh was the next sound they heard. That was it. Gryphon’s body laid motionless across the top of the cage, as Garcia sent the stick crashing down into his spine yet again. Then ta third time. And a fourth. And a fifth. With a maniacal, crazed look in his eye, Garcia raised the stick and sent it crashing down over Gryphon’s head. Over his surgically repaired neck.



    HIS SURGICALLY REPAIRED NECK.


    And the demented sick freak laughed about it.



    And he wasn’t done there yet, either.



    “YOU WANT A BACK IN BUSINESS MOMENT? WELL, HERE IT IS!”



    He hoisted Gryphon up, with Garcia standing on the top rope, and Gryphon’s body laying across the top of the cage, and in an amazing show of strength, delivered a beautiful, yet absolutely cringe-worthy Skyscraper. You could literally hear the air let out of the arena, as everyone gasped once Jason’s neck collided with the canvas from that far up. Garcia, however, decided that the exclamation point on this victory would come by the way of a Tombstone Piledriver. As Gryphon’s neck spiked off the canvas, Garcia looked down upon his fallen opponent with a look of bewilderment, just now fully realizing how far he had gone to secure victory. Garcia dropped down and scored the academic…








    The referee’s hand hit the mat the third and final time.
    3.


    Here is your winner @ 21:18 – “The Carnegie Carnivore” Michael Garcia!



    Garcia’s bloody mask covered what appeared to be a look of disbelief. He had done it. He had finally beaten Jason Gryphon when it counted. As “Monster” began to play throughout the arena, the cage slowly started to lift. EMTs and trainers rushed out to the ring, and began checking up on Gryphon. A few of them called for a stretcher as Garcia backed into the corner, looking on.

    As the cameras focused on the EMTs in the ring, one of them could be heard saying “Jason, can you hear me? If you can understand what I’m saying blink twice.” Another voice could be heard saying “He’s unresponsive…” Before long the stretcher had arrived and the EMTs began strapping him in. They lowered him under the bottom rope and put him onto the cart as Garcia stepped outside of the ring. Quite a few members of the FWA roster including James Hughes, Saddle Sally, and Ryan Rondo stood out by the stretcher as the began rolling him up the ramp. Garcia pushed his way towards the stretcher and began speaking barely audibly to Gryphon as he inched towards the ramp.




    “Hey, Jason…way to be the hero. Unfortunately for you, in the real world…HEROES DIE.”


    "The Golden One" Devin Golden

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    2x FWA X Champion
    4x FWA Tag Team Champion
    Final record: 94-58-10


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