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Wrestling Style: High Action, Submission
Wrestling Abilities:
Speed
Charisma
Technical
Power
Brawling.
Signature Moves: Suplex into a Sit out Power bomb, Inverted Indian Death lock, Frog Splash/Diving Leg Drop Combination (Double Team with Axl), Dragon Clutch
Finishing Moves: Future Shock (Downward Spiral), The End of Time (Catatonic into Lethal Combination)
Previous Experience/Achievements:
Former IWF Tag Team Champion
Split Up the Ainsworth Brothers
Current CWA Tag Team Champion
Longest Reigning CWA Tag Team Champion
Longest CWA title reign
Member of the Brotherhood
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Wrestling Abilities:
Speed
Charisma
Brawling
Technical
Power
Signature Moves: Double Springboard Moonsault, Top Rope Diving Spear, Top Rope Flip Leg drop (Houston Hangover), Frog Splash/Diving Leg Drop Combination (With Daren)
Previous Experience/Achievements:
Former IWF Tag Team Champion
Split Up the Ainsworth Brothers
Current CWA Tag Team Champion
Longest Reigning CWA Tag Team Champion
Longest CWA title reign
Member of the Brotherhood
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Name: Alexis
Nickname: -
Age: Undisclosed
Hometown: Born in Dublin, Ireland. Resides in Hollywood, CA
Height: 5’’8’
Weight: None of your dam business.
Gimmick: Arrogant, Epitome of Diva, True Bitch
Disposition: Heel
CWA Record: 2-0-0
Wrestling Style: Non Wrestler
Wrestling Abilities:
Charisma
Speed
Brawling
Technical
Power
Signature Moves: Low Blow, Hairpull Facebuster
Finishing Moves: Indian Deathlock
Previous Experience/Achievements:
Managed the Future to the IWF Tag Team Championships
Help Split Up the Ainsworth Brothers
Managed the Future to the CWA Tag Team Championships
First ever Female member of the Brotherhood
Cut Alexa's Hair on Live TV
Declared Herself the first ever CWA Women's Champion
Stripped Alexa to her Bra and Panties on Live Pay Per View
The Entourage:
The Lawyer: Miss Barnes The Trainer: Justin "Just" Nukem The Interviewer: Lacey
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CWA World Tag Team Championships
Tag Team Gauntlet
In Exile
April 8th 2009
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Ahead of tonight’s big Pay Per View, CWA In Exile, Live from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, we get to drop in on the Future as they make their near final preparations. The Future are shown in a unique environment for the two of them. The local Gym?
Looking around the building, it is in fact a gym. Despite what you may know about the Future, it appears they are taking this match very seriously. The gym is pretty empty and thus we have little problem spotting our targets. Over in the corner of the gym we catch up with Daren Storm and his long time partner Axl Storm as they stretch for tonight’s match. Neither man moves his head and remains looking straight ahead. The camera turns and we see why they are here in the first place. The instructor just so happens to be a very fit and athletic twenty-something year old. She is situated less than ten feet in front of the Future with her back to them as she goes through the routine that Daren and Axl are supposed to be following. Instead they are watching her ass as she bends over several times.
Over to the side, sitting on a bench reading a magazine, we see Alexis. Alexis looks up from her magazine and spots that her team are not preparing for tonight but are instead gawking at the hot instructor. Alexis drops her magazine onto the bench and heads over to the instructor. Alexis marches onto the gym mat, piercing the mats with her heels as she goes which gets the instructors attention.
Alexis: Hi, you’re fired.
Daren: Wait, what? Why?
Alexis: You know why!
Alexis turns back to the instructor who seems a little upset but decides not to say anything and just walk away from the situation. Alexis watches her leave as do the Future. Alexis turns back around and once again catches her team perving at the young lady.
Alexis: That’s why.
Axl: But she was good. I was getting real loose and ready for tonight.
Alexis: You’re loose enough. I’ll find you something else to do, take a break.
Alexis once again marches off and this time leaves the gym hall.
Daren: Why did you have to let her catch you staring?
Axl: It was you she caught. It was probably the drool coming out of your mouth that gave it away.
Daren: It’s not my fault she was hot.
Axl: But it is your fault we got caught. Now what are we going to get?
Daren: I bet she finds a big fat disgusting cow to make sure we don’t look.
Axl: Ok, she knows well that we wont be able to compete if we end up throwing up right here.
With that, Alexis re-enters the room followed by a massive muscle bound guy who doesn’t look to be too into stretching.
Daren: Holy crap, it’s Roidzilla.
Alexis and “Roidzilla” make their way over to the Future while in conversation. The two meet up with the Future and they suddenly find out he is much bigger up close. Daren and Axl know better than to make jokes at this point in time so for a change they remain quite.
Roidzilla: My name, is Sebastian. This pretty lady here tells me you two need a vigorous workout in preparation for the single biggest match of your career’s tonight. Is this true?
Daren: I suppose.
Sebastian: You suppose? That is not an answer. It is either the biggest match of your careers or it isn’t. If it is, I’m more than willing to help you two win. If its not, you can go to hell for all I care. Now what it is?
Axl: It is.
Sebastian: Good. That’s what I wanted to hear. You. Drop and give me fifty.
Daren: Fifty what?
Sebastian: Fifty push ups. You, over there, I’ll deal with you in a minute.
Daren: Dude, I couldn’t do fifty push ups if I wanted to. And I don’t, so that isn’t going to happen. Sorry, you’ll have to pick something else.
Sebastian doesn’t seem to happy with being told no and thus grabs Daren by the shirt and shoves him to the ground.
Sebastian: One hundred push ups, now!
Daren: You said fifty!
Sebastian: I changed my mind! Do it!
Daren reluctantly starts his attempts at push ups which doesn’t go down well with Sebastian.
Sebastian: What are you? A little girl? Do them properly! Alexis, put your foot on his back and make sure he goes all the way down each time.
Alexis: Ok.
Alexis didn’t need to be asked twice and stands on Daren’s back in her heels resulting in a cry of agony.
Sebastian: One foot, not two. He can hardly lift his own weight. He would never be able to lift you aswell. Just push down, you don’t need to stand on him.
Alexis: Can I stand on him anyway? He can be very annoying.
Sebastian: Not right now, i’m afraid.
Sebastian leaves Alexis and Daren to it as he makes his way towards Axl who is at the weight machines. Axl is sitting on the weight bench when Sebastian reaches him.
Sebastian: Do you know what this is?
Axl: A torture device?
Sebastian: Very funny. It’s a shame you’re not as good in the ring, isn’t it?
Axl: Hey, I am good. I’m one of the best in the business.
Sebastian: Like hell you are. You haven’t wrestled in years and you think you’re going to win a Gauntlet tonight?
Axl: Damn right we are. Five other teams? No problem. We’ll probably beat them all about a hundred times again before we are done in wrestling.
Sebastian: You’d be lucky to beat one team let alone five. Now lets get to work so we can change that.
Axl: No offence, but, i’m not a weight lifting guy. I’m more of a speed guy.
Sebastian: Speed guys are the openers in wrestling. You need strength to advance in this game.
Axl: I’ve been tag team champion, what the hell have you ever done in wrestling to be lecturing me?
Sebastian: You may have heard of Brock Lesnar. I trained him.
Axl: … I didn’t know that.
Sebastian: Of course you didn’t, but Alexis did. That’s why she asked me to help you two. Now lie down and start working on those muscles.
Axl: Fine.
Axl lies back and prepares to bench press the bar as Sebastian starts to put more and more weight onto it.
Axl: Emm, Dude? I’m not going to be able to lift that. You’ll need to take some, no, most of that back off.
Sebastian: Don’t worry about it. I know what I am doing.
Sebastian continues to throw the weight on before he turns to see how Daren is getting on.
Alexis: Come on, nearly there, Six.
Sebastian: He’s only on six?!!?! What the hell have you been doing!
Daren: She keeps standing on me!
Alexis: I don’t, i’m just pushing him back down.
Sebastian: Hurry up, we are not leaving until you have done two hundred.
Daren: Two hundred now?
Alexis: Can we make it five?
Sebastian: We don’t have all month Alexis. Next week we will bump it up a little.
Sebastian finally turns back to help Axl but he seems to have vanished. Sebastian looks in the surrounding areas but cannot find Axl anywhere. Sebastian gives up the search so that he can make sure Daren is doing his end properly.
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CWA World Tag Team Championships
The Future (c) vs Hawk Bonsen and ToXic Rain
Adrenaline Rush
April 22nd 2009
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Unannounced and uninvited the new CWA World Tag Team Champions interrupt the commentary team of Harvey Buckworth and Jim Taylor as they welcome us to the show. The Future casually make their way to the ring in expensive suits with the CWA World Tag Team titles around their waists but underneath the suit jacket meaning we only see the face of the belts. Daren Storm and Axl Storm take a few more steps before they stop and wait for their manager and valet, Alexis. Alexis in her own time, makes her way out to join her team. Alexis is wearing a long tight dress with a slit up to the hip on her right leg. Alexis joins her team halfway down the ramp before the trio continue to the ring completely ignoring the fans who are asking for handshakes and high fives from the new Champions. Daren Storm and Axl Storm get to the ring and climb onto the apron before they both reach down and take a hand of Alexis each to lift her up onto the ring apron with them. The trio enter the ring and immediately go into their old championship pose. Alexis in the middle, arms outstretched as Daren Storm takes the corner to her left, and Axl Storm takes the corner to her right. Both men jump to the middle rope and raise their arms in victory before making it clear to everyone that they are the champions. Both men raise the title belts above their head in unison and pose for several seconds before jumped back to the centre of the ring. Alexis fixes her hair as Axl Storm shines up his title belt. Daren Storm asks for and is handed a microphone. Daren Storm heads to the centre of the ring and begins to speak directly to the world.
Daren Storm: As you all know, we tried the fan favourite route, the fan entertainment route, and it got us nowhere. Luckily, we realised our mistake before In Exile and we changed our ways. Our mistake, it was caring what you people think of us. Alexis was right all along, we stopped caring about you and look where we are now. The first ever CWA World Tag Team Champions.
With that, both men raise their title belts again in victory as the fans in attendance voice their disapproval at being brushed aside by the team they supported all along. The Future doesn’t seem to care and continue to speak.
Daren Storm: We are and will forever be, the first CWA World Tag Team Champions. This is despite the best efforts of one Charles Anderson. Mr. Anderson did everything he could think of to try and prevent the inevitable from happening. It’s no secret that he is a big fan of Hawk Bonsen and ToXic Rain. Apparently, he doesn’t know what talent is. The bias Mr. Anderson has against us was in full display at In Exile in the make believe random drawing for the Tag Team Gauntlet. Seven spots in the match, we were drawn number three. Number one or two would have been too obvious so Mr. Anderson went with the next best thing to try and gets rid of us early. We have no problem with coming in number three of seven and showing everyone how it’s done. We do however have a problem with Mr. Anderson’s favourite team coming in last. We were tired and worn out, they were fresh and ready to go. Mr. Anderson staked the odds as high as he could against us, and as high as he could in favour of Hawk Bonsen and ToXic Rain.
The fans again voice their disapproval at what they see as nothing more than crying over spilled milk by the Future.
Daren Storm: Boo us all you want. I have something to say, and I’m going to say it.
The Rhode Island fans don’t need to be asked twice to let the Future have it and not a single person holds back after practically being invited to boo the new Champions. Daren Storm doesn’t look happy with the response but keeps his cool and merely waits for the fans to quite down a little before he continues to speak.
Daren Storm: Despite the unrelenting adversity we faced in Canada, we did exactly what we said we were going to do. We climbed to the top of the Tag Team Mountain yet again. We went through everyone to be where we are today. Hawk Bonsen and ToXic Rain meanwhile were given a free ride to the top. They beat nobodies, we beat everybody. Simply put, we earned our spot at the top and we don’t plan on letting anyone else see the view from up here. You know, as well as I do that Charles Anderson would have done anything to prevent this current situation from happening. Mr. Anderson did not want us to win, because he knows our history. He knows what we are capable of as the CWA World Tag Team Champions and he is terrified of it happening again. So that everyone knows exactly what I mean, I’m going to give you a brief history lesson. Back in the good old days there was this company called IWF. Had you watched IWF you would have seen several familiar faces. One of which is currently going by the name of Hawk Bonsen. Back in IWF he was known as The Artist Formerly Known as Bonsen. He was a nobody with zero prospects outside of being an enhancement talent, almost identical to his position today in CWA. He was and still is a joke that nobody finds funny. Meanwhile, over in the Tag Team Division, we were out there busting out asses night in and night out every single night, all for you people. Despite our hard work and popularity, we didn’t get title matches handed to us like Hawk Bonsen and his prostitute of a girlfriend ToXic Rain. We went to the ring and we earned them.
Yet again the loyal CWA fans voice their disapproval at the lack of respect being shown by the Future towards their opponents later tonight. And yet again, the Future doesn’t care.
Daren Storm: In IWF the World Tag Team Champions were a team called the Ainsworth Brothers. Two guys who were at the top of their game and were willing to take on anyone, at anytime. More often than not, they won. But that all changed when we rode into town. The Ainsworth Brothers were used to having everything their own way due to the respect and fear factors that they had built up in their opponents before the bell even sounded. We got into the IWF ring with them after climbing to the top. We didn’t show them any respect and we damn sure didn’t show them any fear. We imply spit in their faces. Now, I admit that may not have been the best idea in the world as they went on to beat us that night and retain their championships. But unlike everyone else they faced before us, we didn’t have the mindset of we tried, now lets try something else. We didn’t do that. We got up, dusted ourselves down, and came back for more. The Ainsworth Brothers had never come across a team like us, and as a result we not only earned their respect, we also earned the IWF World Tag Team Championships. They were now in a completely unknown position and they didn’t know how to react to it. In the end, they couldn’t handle being second beat and turned on each other. We disposed of one of the most legendary teams to ever step inside a wrestling ring. Hawk Bonsen, ToXic Rain, don’t fool yourself into thinking that we rate you anywhere near that highly, we don’t. The only thing that you two nobodies will have in common with the Ainsworth Brothers, is after tonight, you’ll both be non-existent. We made our name in wrestling by not only beating, but breaking up tag teams. CWA will simply be the continuation of our ever growing legacy in this sport. Hawk Bonsen and ToXic Rain, you can try everything and anything, it still wont change a thing. At the end of tonight, we will still be standing tall as the CWA World Tag Team Champions.
Daren Storm finally finishes talking and takes a moment to gauge the crowd’s reactions before handing the mic over to his tag team partner Axl Storm.
Axl Storm: I’m going to keep it short and simple so that you can understand me. You can love us, or you can hate us, either way, we really don’t care. But, you damn sure will respect us.
Axl Storm drops the microphone as the Future’s music hits and they once again do their signature title pose on the ropes before leaving the ring and heading backstage to prepare for their title defence later tonight.
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CWA World Tag Team Championships
The Future (c) vs TJ Styles and The Machine
Adrenaline Rush
May 6th 2009
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Its CWA Adrenaline Rush and the current CWA World Tag Team Champions Daren Storm and Axl Storm, collectively known as the Future, are making their way to the ring. Unlike last week, the Future are dressed to compete but much like last week still carry the CWA Tag Team Championships and wear them proudly ahead of tonight’s title defence. Both men slowly make their way to the ring as the fans nearest them throw every insult they can think of the cocky duo. It doesn’t seem to have any effect as both men simply brush it off. After quite possibly the slowest entrance in the history of CWA, the Future finally reach the ring just as the fans patience with them wears thin. Daren Storm slides in first and goes to the left turnbuckle. Axl Storm follows him in and goes to the right turnbuckle. The Champions slowly raise their title belts above their heads in the corner as the fans have truly run out of patience. This is after all a wrestling show. The Future are loving the reaction and are in no rush to say their bit and get lost. Daren Storm eventually takes a microphone in his hand and addresses the public.
Daren Storm: Ladies and Gentlemen, for those of you who have sub-par intelligence much like our opponents tonight, we are the first and only CWA World Tag Tea Champions who just so happen to be undefeated in CWA. That’s right, two hard fought wins in which the stakes were high and the odds against us even higher. Tonight, Mr. Anderson has thrown us a curve ball. The Machine and TJ Styles. Neither man is competition to us so we are left wondering what else he has up his sleeve. Then again, its not like it will matter anyway. At In Exile we defeated six teams to become the Champions. Two random nobodies thrown together its going to change that. TJ Styles, we’ll start with you. At In Exile you looked to make a name for yourself. You showed your severe lack of intelligence when you went up to the Ultimate Pain and picked a fight with him. The only way that could have been any dumber, was if you then went and picked a fight with us. Last week, the Ultimate Pain killed you with minimal effort. Tonight, we finish the job with even less effort required. Now, we move onto your big bad buddy, The Machine. Or should I say generic ring name 101? Machine, you debuted last week against three nobodies, and lost. Your best, or rather only, attribute is your size advantage. It doesn’t count for shit when you get outsmarted by idiots. Had any of your opponents pointed to the sky, you’d have looked. Machine, its not going to be hard to defeat you tonight. Its going to be even easier when we bring something sparkly to distract you with.
Daren Storm pauses and listens to the disapproval of the fans in attendance. Their dislike of the Future is so deep that they are willing to get behind anyone else. Daren Storm seems to have said his piece and hands the microphone over to Axl Storm.
Axl Storm: Well said, very well said. I think my partner covered just about everything in regards to the match tonight, but he did miss out on one thing. We, are going to make an effort. That’s right, we are going to make the effort that you lazy pigs wouldn’t do otherwise. We are going to give one lucky person the chance to become famous. One of you inbreeds out there will get to step into this ring in only a few short minutes. Whichever one of you is selected will stand in the centre of the ring, Daren will then proceed to hit his devastating elbow smash to your jaw. If you stay conscious and keep more than half of your teeth, you win a prize. The prize is yet to be determined because quite frankly, none of you stand a chance as most of you are already missing more than half of your teeth. The requirements, to take part are very simple. You don’t need talent, motivation, money, good looks, intelligence or even mobility. Hell, TJ Styles doesn’t have most of them and he is getting a CWA Tag title match tonight. Simply put, anyone can take the challenge. Do we have any volunteers or will we have to select someone ourselves?
As soon as Axl Storm says it, most of the arena are begging for the chance to make a fool out of the CWA World Tag Team Champions by taking the elbow smash and staying up.
Axl Storm: We should also point out that you must be male. Some of you may require a DNA test to confirm your gender. Especially that girl? guy? thing… in the front row. With the beard.
Daren Storm: The guy in the straw hat in the third row will do. That guy right there. Security, please help him out of his seat and you’ll probably need a forklift to get him over the barrier.
A rather large man makes his way angrily to the barrier where security are waiting to help him over and escort him to the ring. The large man climbs into the ring and takes his place in front of the CWA World Tag Team Champions.
Axl Storm: Are you from Idaho?
The fan doesn’t respond but simply shakes his head saying no.
Daren Storm: You’re one of the lucky one’s so. Where are you from?
Fan: West Virginia.
Daren Storm: I retract my previous comment. Is your mother/sister also here?
Axl Storm: Are you related to TJ Styles? You look a lot like him.
Daren Storm: TJ’s father was also his brother. He’s dead now I believe, his cousin who just so happened to be his sister decided she didn’t want to become a mother at age seven and pushed him down the stairs.
The fan is not happy with these comments and its easy to tell from his facial expressions.
Axl Storm: We better start this competition thing. Firstly, how many teeth do you have?
Fan: I have…
Axl Storm: I count thirteen.
Daren Storm: More than anyone else in this arena. Out of curiosity, which is higher, your teeth count or your IQ?
Fan: Obviously my IQ is.
Axl Storm: Its not that obvious but anyway, who has the higher IQ, yourself or The Machine?
Fan: What’s his IQ? I’m guessing mine but i’m not entirely sure.
Daren Storm: His IQ is two. It takes three to write your own name.
Fan: Then I’m definitely higher.
Daren Storm: Are you sure about that?
Fan: Yes I am.
Without warning, Daren Storm drives his padded elbow into the jaw of the unlucky fan knocking him out cold with one shot. Daren Storm and Axl Storm both stand over the fallen fan and raise their CWA World Tag Team Championships above their heads in victory over someone who had no chance of surviving. The Future leave the fan old cold in the ring as they head backstage to finish preparing for their title defence later tonight.
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Lindsay Monahan: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and is for the CWA World Tag Team Championships. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 437 lbs, they are the current, reigning, and defending CWA World Tag Team Champions, they are collectively known as The Future.
Daren Storm and Axl Storm walk through the entrance curtain before stepping to either side as the valet of the champions, Alexis makes her entrance. Alexis walks between her team and leads them to the ring as they ignore each and every fan along the way. The trio climb into the ring, Axl goes to the immediate left turnbuckle while Daren goes to the immediate right. Alexis steps up onto the bottom rope and the Future do their signature pose as the title belts are raised above their heads.
Lindsay Monahan: And the challengers, at a combi…
Daren Storm grabs the mic off of Lindsay Monahan as she prepares to introduce the challengers. Daren talks to Lindsay off the mic and Lindsay steps out of the ring. Apparently Daren very nicely asked her to leave the ring.
Daren Storm: I know you are expecting a title match right now, but, before that happens, we have something to say.
The crowd are clearly not happy with the interruption as they don’t particularly care what the Future have to say, they paid to see them lose the titles tonight, not stand in the ring and talk.
Daren Storm: I don’t care if you cant understand me, we have something to say and it is being said. If you’ve a problem with it, learn English.
Some fans at ringside start making obscene gestures at the champions who laugh it off but then cant resist replying.
Axl Storm: Hey kid, does your mommy know that you are out this late at night? I mean, it is after eight pm on a school night, maybe you should be getting home and drinking your milk and eating your cookies before mommy tucks you in and tells you your bedtime story.
The said fan decides to shout a reply that we cant repeat.
Axl Storm: Now that’s not very nice. Where did you learn such foul language? Was it in the gutter in which your girlfriends sleeps or the back alley in which you sleep? You know what, don’t answer that, I don’t care.
With that Axl turns away from the fan and hands the mic back to Daren.
Daren Storm: For some unknown reason we seem to have been saddled with the moniker of not caring about other people. I have absolutely no idea where this came from, but believe it or not, several members of the CWA roster apparently feel the same way about us. I know its shocking.
Not that hard to believe judging by the fans reaction to that last statement.
Daren Storm: When we heard about this mindset, we decided we best do something to show the world our true colours. We decided to show the world that we are not uncaring bastards but are instead some of the nicest and most thoughtful people you morons will ever get the pleasure and honour of meeting. I know this may be a shock to you midgets, but keep with us.
The Japanese audience are clearly not happy with the language being thrown their way in such a short period of time.
Daren Storm: Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. To prove that we are not like that, we have made a very special video for you to watch. Roll the clip.
The attention is quickly diverted to the big screen in the arena as a short movie starts to play. We open with what appears to be New York City before we spot Daren Storm and Axl Storm on the street corner with a map opened out in front of them. The camera looks over the shoulder of both men to reveal that it is in fact New York City.
Axl Storm: How the hell do people find their way around this dump?
Daren Storm: What street are we on?
Axl Storm: Sewer street from the smell of things.
Daren Storm: I think that’s just the junkie passed out behind you. We’ll need to ask directions.
Axl Storm: Most of these scumbags look as if they would rape their own mother.
Daren Storm: To gain what?
Axl Storm: Who said their was anything to gain? It was merely a blanket statement.
Daren Storm: Across the street, the guy in the suit, he doesn’t look like a scumbag or even a junkie, lets try him.
The Future carefully make their way across the street being careful not to step on any discarded syringes that may be scattered across the heavily littered streets.
Axl Storm: Excuse me! Hey, you, can you help us? We’re a little lost.
New Yorker: It’ll cost you.
Daren Storm: Tell us what we want first.
New Yorker: What do you want?
Axl Storm: The homeless shelter.
New Yorker: Four blocks that way. That’ll be $2000.
Daren Storm: How about, no.
Without warning Daren Storm punches the local in the face to send him stumbling backwards and eventually tripping over a trashcan. While the camera man was watching the fall, the Future took off running in the direction they were told. The camera turns to see both men rounding a corner and runs to catch up with them.
The camera man finally catches up with the Future just as they reach the homeless shelter. More garbage and syringes litter the surrounding walkways as the Future are trying their best not to catch anything from them. Luckily, both men and the cameraman make it inside the building. Daren Storm and Axl Storm walk up the end of the food queue before looking around the jam packed building. You couldn’t fit more people in here if you wanted to, but let's face it, why would you? As the Future patiently wait in line, Daren Storm spots a familiar figure in the crowd of people.
Daren Storm: Third table from the end, fifth seat on the left. Recognize him?
Axl Storm: Frankie Enzo. Ha-ha, it seems momma Roberto has gotten what she needs from him and kicked him out of her house.
Daren Storm: Its pathetic that people actually live like this, I mean, how lazy can you be? Get out there and get a flipping job.
Axl Storm: No wonder New York is such a cesspit.
The Future continue to queue up as they slowly get closer to the top of the line. Once they get there they are greeted by a morbidly obese chef who is handing out what can best be described as slop.
Daren Storm: I take it your pretty much in charge here?
Chef: That I am.
Axl Storm: We’re looking for someone. Someone we have been fairly mean to and would like to make it up to by making his life worth living.
Chef: And who would that be?
Daren Storm: That would be Hawk Bonsen. We have selected him to be the first recipient of the Future’s Outreach to the Homeless program. We are going to take the scum of the earth like yourself and give them something to live for.
Chef: Boy, I think you better leave.
Axl Storm: Hey fatty, what’s your problem? We asked nicely.
Daren Storm: We even waited in line with the rest of your retarded friends!
Chef: That’s ma problem. You two punks come in here and try to make the rest of us feel bad! Get the hell out of ma soup kitchen before I kick you out myself.
Daren Storm: Believe me, if you even tried to move, you’d probably have a heart attack. How the hell does that chair even support your enormous weight?
Chef: Get the hell out of here, now!
Axl Storm: Fine we’re leaving, we tried to help you and your fellow rats of the earth out but noooo, you have to protest. Just accept that your life is worthless.
Chef: Last chance before I stick this spoon up yo ass!
The Future decide it best to turn around and leave. At this point the video fades to black and we go back live to Tokyo, Japan.
Daren Storm: There you have it ladies and gentlemen, undeniable proof that we are in fact nice people. We tried to help that fat slob but he was too up his own ass to let us. Some people, I guess enjoy being at the bottom. Some people like Hawk Bonsen, enjoy being a scumbag and enjoy being the lowest of the low. Hawk Bonsen, get your pathetic ass out here right now, get ToXic Rain off her knees and bring her with you. We are going to settle this once and for all. Tonight, we will beat you so badly, that even Wrestling Society wont want you.
Daren Storm passes the mic over to Axl Storm to have the final words.
Axl Storm: Hawk Bonsen, ToXic Rain, its time to face your destiny. Its time to see what your Future has in store for you, because the Future, its now.
Axl Storm turns and tosses the mic in the general direction of Lindsay Monahan on the outside as both men now await the introduction of their opponents tonight.
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The scene opens up in what appears to be the desert. The camera slowly pan’s around the area to confirm that it is in fact the desert. The cameraman doesn’t take too long to spot something out of the ordinary. A massive stone building seemingly in the middle of no-where. Outside are several pick-up trucks but the vehicle nearest the entrance is what catches the attention. A long stretch limo has pulled up. The camera quickly goes in just before the door swings open. After a few seconds one half of the CWA World Tag Team Champions Daren Storm steps out. A few more seconds pass before his long time tag team partner Axl Storm step out behind him. Both men move forward as even more people climb out. Tony Burlom who is then closely followed by Devon Jones, both of whom seem very impressed with how they got to ride today. The four men form a rough circle in front of the building before anyone speaks. Daren Storm is the man who breaks the silence.
Daren Storm: Now, we have tried to train the two of you for the past several days and it has now become painfully obvious that you two are utterly hopeless and in order for us to achieve our goal, we shall need some professional help.
Tony Burlom: Wait a minute, we won our match on Adrenaline Rush, I think that should count for something?
Axl Storm: You beat nobodies. How anyone can brag about that feat is beyond me.
Tony Burlom: Come on man, don’t be writing off our first win that quickly.
Daren Storm: Whatever. We are actually here for that reason though. We’ve come here to train you two so that one day, you may be good enough to actually pose a challenge to us.
Devon Jones looks up at the tall building and reads the front sign aloud.
Devon Jones: “The Militaryesque Training School for People who want to be Wrestlers but are not good enough to actually be Wrestlers”?
Daren Storm: It’s a very catchy title isn’t it?
Axl Storm: It’s also run by an old friend of ours, which is the only reason why he agreed to take the two of you on and train you.
Devon Jones: Who’s the friend?
Axl Storm: He is.
Axl Storm points towards the entrance where a large man has opened the door and is coming towards the four men with a smile on his face.
Trainer: How do you do fellows? My name is Just Nukem, and I am now going to make you stop sucking.
Daren Storm: Believe me man, that’s easier said than done.
Just Nukem: Come on Dwayne, they can’t be that bad, remember the Ainsworth’s? They were bad.
Daren Storm: It’s Daren, not Dwayne.
Just Nukem: Oh, right, right, I knew that, I don’t know where Dwayne came from.
Axl Storm: *To Hardcore Hell* He isn’t very good with names.
Just Nukem: You two, what are your names?
Tony Burlom: I’m Tony Burlom, and he is Devon Jones.
Just Nukem: Devon? That’s a girls name isn’t it?
Devon Jones: Like hell it is!
Just Nukem: No, I’m sure it is. We’ll call you Daren from now on. At least that name doesn’t suck.
Daren Storm: Dude, that’s already taken.
Just Nukem: What? By who? We got Adam, Darryl, Tommy and now Daren, what’s the problem?
Axl Storm: Actually, it’s Axl, Daren, Tony and Devon. I think it would be best if we just left them as is for the time being.
Just Nukem: That’s a good idea. We don’t want to confuse anyone.
Daren Storm: Can we go inside?
Just Nukem: Of course, of course.
All five men slowly head inside the training facility with Just Nukem at the front. Once inside, Hardcore Hell look around in amazement at the sheer size of the facilities. The walls are lined with shelves that contain every weight imaginable, while weight lifting benches are set out along one wall. Hardcore Hell continues to look around as the conversation picks up again.
Just Nukem: So, will the hot chick be joining us later?
Daren Storm: Who?
Just Nukem: The girl that you two hang around with.
Axl Storm: Oh Alexis, nah, she wont be here.
Just Nukem: Damn, maybe next time?
Axl Storm: Yeah, maybe. Hey, can we actually get started now?
Just Nukem: Sure. Ok, let’s see, right, first up, is an obstacle course. In theory it should take less than thirty seconds to finish but Aaron can confirm that sometimes it takes a lot longer.
Axl Storm: I told you, I fell!
Just Nukem: It’s also a two person race. The loser of that race has to do it again, blindfolded! With, a full glass of ice cold water on their head!
Daren Storm: How about they just do it again as normal?
Just Nukem: But that’s no fun.
Daren Storm: It’s not supposed to be fun. We have a huge eight man tag coming up and we cannot afford to lose it. Axl and I are ok, we won’t be getting beat, but these two, well they suck and would get beat which would also mean we lose our unbeaten run. I don’t plan on letting four nobodies end our run. So with that said, can we please get on with the training?
Just Nukem: Man, you used to be cool.
Tony Burlom and Devon Jones take their places at the starting line but unfortunately, we are out of film so the camera fades to black before the actual training can begin.
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We open backstage in the office of Charles W. Anderson. Mr. Anderson is seated at his desk doing what looks like hours worth of paperwork. Anderson drops a bunch of the papers onto his desk and lifts up his coffee cup. Anderson begins to raise the cup to his mouth but see’s that it is already empty. Anderson replaces the cup on his desk before running his hands through his thinning grey hair and letting out a sigh. Anderson lets his head rest in his hands for a few seconds before he hears a knock at the door. Anderson puts the paperwork back into its folder before responding.
Anderson: Yeah, come on in.
Anderson instantly regrets saying that when he see’s Alexis followed closely by the CWA World Tag Team Champions, The Future. Alexis helps herself to a seat before she even addresses Anderson.
Alexis: Mr. Anderson, I came here to once again thank you for making this match for tonight.
Anderson: You’re welcome.
Alexis: However, I do have one more thing to ask of you.
Anderson: What now?
Alexis: I don’t feel comfortable having to get dressed for my match in a locker-room that is shared by several guys. Since I am putting myself in harm’s way tonight against that dimwit Alexa, I think I deserve my own private locker-room, don’t you agree?
Anderson goes to answer but Alexis cuts him off.
Alexis: I mean, look at me, I have the body of a Goddess, and you want me to get dressed in front of a bunch of guys who would leave to see my goods? We both know full well that all the guys in this company want me, actually, that’s probably why they started that Playboy rumour, they know it’s the only way they could ever see me naked. I’m getting a little off topic here so I’ll bring it back a little, A private locker-room, I want one.
Anderson wait’s a couple of seconds to make sure Alexis is finished and wont interrupt him again before replying.
Anderson: Unfortunately Alexis, I am tight on time tonight so I will take it under advisement.
Alexis: I think you misunderstood me. I’m not advising anything. I’m telling you. I want my own private fully furnished locker-room, and I expect to get it.
Anderson: You may not be advising anything, but I’m going to. I advise that you worry more about Alexa than about getting your own locker-room, you don’t know what she could be capable of.
Alexis: She’s a brain dead slut. I could beat her with both arms tied behind my back, but, I’m not a whore and thus I am not going to give the perverts in the audience the chance to see me tied up. Who knows what they would be thinking of doing to me. I feel dirty just thinking about them. E To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 20 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. I’m going for a shower, I expect a locker-room to be assigned to me by the time I finish.
With that Alexis stands up and quickly exit’s the office leaving Anderson with the Tag Champions.
Daren Storm: I know you’re busy but I’m going to give you some free advice, it will be a lot easier for yourself and us, if you just give her what she wants. Once she decides that she wants something, she wont stop until she gets it.
Anderson: Actually, I may have an idea. My Problem Solver is already booked in a match tonight but I unfortunately have another problem. This Randy Robinson fellow has been bugging me for a title match ever since he got here. He doesn’t seem to realise that he isn’t good enough at this point. I asked him nicely to leave me alone but it only seemed to spur him on more. I booked him in a non-title match against your good friend the Ultimate Pain later tonight. If for some strange reason he was unable to return to work after tonight, I would have some more free time that I could dedicate to getting Alexis her own locker-room.
Axl Storm: I don’t think the chances of him quitting are that good. I mean, if he puts in a good performance, he would just bug you even more for an actual title match.
Anderson: Good God you’re an idiot. Either convince Pain to end his career or the two of you go out there and end it. Put him out of his misery already. Do that, and Alexis gets her locker-room, understand?
Axl Storm: Why didn’t you just say that to begin with? We’ll take care of it, don’t worry.
Anderson: If I don’t worry no-one will.
Anderson turns his attention back to his paper work as the Future turn their backs and head back to the Brotherhood’s locker-room to work something out in regards Randy Robinson.
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August 26th 2009
vs TJ Styles, The Machine & Alexa
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We open backstage in the locker-room of the Brotherhood. For a change the Xbox 360 isn’t running and Kennif leBlanch is nowhere to be found. As we pan around the locker-room we see some spray paint on one of the walls that appear to be guidelines for knocking the wall down to make the locker-room bigger. We continue around and start to hear three distinctive voices. Two male and one female. The camera continues around where we find all the CWA title belts resting on a desktop with several empty tins of polish beside them. All four title belts sparkle and reflect a blinding light back as the Brotherhood are clearly keeping them in good condition. The camera continues to pan around as the three voices become clearer and we identify two of them as being the current CWA World Tag Team Champions, Daren Storm and Axl Storm, collectively known as the Future. The voices get louder and louder until the camera catches the Future and an unknown female standing at a desk in the middle of the room. Several pages and documents litter the table along with a briefcase that has the name Miss B. Barnes on the side on a small brass nameplate. Underneath Miss B. Barnes reads one single word. Solicitor. The camera focuses in on the top document and we see that it is actually a contract. At the bottom of the page we see four signatures, two of which belong to the Future, the other two, written in crayon, belong to Tony Burlom and Devon Jones of Hardcore Hell. The Future seemingly are not happy with something in the contract.
Daren Storm: So, basically, we’re stuck with those two morons?
Miss Barnes: As of now, yes. The contract is bullet proof until the team receive their title match against you two. I made the contract myself, so I know that there is no way around it.
Daren Storm: It doesn’t matter that the haven’t been able to improve at all?
Miss Barnes: That was not a term of the agreement. It does not matter one bit.
Axl Storm: When can we have the match?
Miss Barnes: You can name a date whenever you want, provided the other party has two weeks notice.
Axl Storm: If we announce it now, can we do the match on the next show and be done with them for good?
Miss Barnes: According to the contract. Yes, you can.
Axl Storm: Do we have to sign anything to make that official?
Miss Barnes: Not as of yet, a contract will be drawn up by CWA management, I’ll look over it, then you two will sign it and have your match next week.
Daren Storm: Then we are done with these two right?
Miss Barnes: Assuming you win.
Daren Storm: Assuming?
Miss Barnes: You can never take anything for granted in this life. I thought I was going to be a Doctor.
Daren Storm: Why aren’t you?
Miss Barnes: I’d rather get people by the balls and squeeze everything out of them, it’s much more fun than helping people.
Daren Storm: Remind me never to get on your bad side.
Miss Barnes:Believe me, you’ll know if you are on my bad side.
Axl Storm: Can you two flirt later? We aren’t done here yet.
Daren Storm: I wasn’t flirting, she was.
Miss Barnes: You wish I was.
Axl Storm: Anyway, next week we face Hardcore Hell for our titles. That will be taken care of in the next few days. Do you have the contract for Meltdown?
Miss Barnes: Absolutely. The Future vs. TJ Styles & The Machine for the CWA World Tag Team Championships. All you two need to do is sign it and it’s official.
Both members of the Future take the contract and sign it one after the other to lock the match in place, provided they retain next week. As soon as both men have signed the contract, the locker-room door swings open and in walks Alexis, followed closely behind by Just Nukem. Alexis marches over to the contract signing as Nukem looks around in amazement.
Just Nukem: Dayum!
Alexis: Done?
Miss Barnes: Just this second.
Alexis: Great, you two, Nukem is going to give you some last minute training ahead of our match tonight. I don’t want either of you to ruin my unbeaten record by being unprepared.
Axl Storm: We’re also unbeaten.
Alexis: Whatever, I’m not willing to take a chance of either of you getting an injury early on and costing us the match, so, Nukem here is going to get you warmed up.
Daren Storm: What about you?
Alexis: I have something else lined up to get ready.
Just Nukem: If you guys are ready, lets get going, a five mile run isn’t going to do itself.
Daren Storm: Five miles?!?!
Just Nukem: I don’t it doesn’t seem like much, but its just to get you loosened up before we start the heavy work.
The Future look at each other in disbelief before reluctantly leaving the desk to head outside and begin.
Just Nukem: We’ll be back in a few hours Alexis, don’t worry, JP and The Monster wont know what hit them.
Axl Storm: How come you can get her name right?
The three men head out of the locker-room to leave Alexis and Miss Barnes alone. Miss Barnes tidies away the contracts into her briefcase in silence. Alexis is first to break the silence.
Alexis: Would you care to join me in my pre match preparations?
Miss Barnes: I’m not a wrestler.
Alexis: Don’t worry, I have booked us in for a nice long massage to prepare, no way in hell am I going on a five mile run.
Miss Barnes: I think I’ll take you up on that offer Alexis.
Alexis: These guys are really cute, especially my guy….
The two women turn to leave the locker-room empty as they head of to prepare in a very different manner to the Tag Champions.
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The scene opens in what appears to be a backstage area at some unknown event. Daren Storm, Axl Storm and Miss Barnes are standing near a curtain as several stage hands rush around them trying to get everything in order. The Future are seemingly unhappy about something.
Daren Storm: Do we have to do this?
Miss Barnes: Yes, you do, it’s part of your CWA contract.
Daren Storm: I don’t remember agreeing to this.
Miss Barnes: That’s because you didn’t read it and instead hired some cheap lawyer to look over it for you. Only recently have you gotten some sense and hired me.
Axl Storm: How long do we have to do it for?
Miss Barnes: At least one hour.
Axl Storm: We’re too big to have to do this.
Miss Barnes: A contract is legally binding.
Daren Storm: Fine, lets just get it over with.
Both members of the Future walk through the curtain behind them and onto a small stage where they take their seats at a small wooden table. The room is full of CWA fans and behind the Future hangs a large banner promoting a meet and greet with the CWA World Tag Team Champions. The Future reluctantly accept the markers they have been offered and begin signing autographs. Several minutes of nothing pass until one fan in particular steps up for an autograph.
Fan: Can I shake your hand?
Daren Storm: No.
Fan: Please?
Daren Storm: Go to hell.
Miss Barnes steps up and whispers something in Daren Storm’s ear and he doesn’t seem happy with it.
Daren Storm: I retract my previous statement. I would be glad to shake your hand, but first.
Daren Storm reaches down to the floor beside him and brings up a small package.
Daren Storm: Use them.
Fan: What are they?
Daren Storm: Disinfectant wipes, clean your hands with them.
The fan doesn’t seem impressed but does as he is asked before getting a half second hand shake and being told to move along. Daren Storm returns to the mundane experience of signing dozens of autographs most of the time without even looking at the fan. Axl Storm meanwhile is more friendly.
Axl Storm: What’s your name?
Fan: Frankie.
Axl Storm: Frankie what?
Fan: Frankie Enzo.
Axl Storm looks up from his writing and sure enough see’s Frankie Enzo looking back at him with a big smile on his face.
Axl Storm: We work together, why did you pay to come to an autograph session?
Frankie Enzo: I tried to talk to you in work but the security keep refusing me access.
Axl Storm: Why do you want to talk to us?
Frankie Enzo: Well, I haven’t been on TV much recently and I have seen what you two have done for Hardcore Hell, the guys you will be beating on the next show, and well, I was wondering if I could get a title match against you guys.
Axl Storm: We’re tag champions, you’d need a partner.
Frankie Enzo: I’ll find one!
Axl Storm: Find someone stupi… smart enough to team with you and you got it.
Frankie Enzo: You mean it? For real?
Axl Storm: Yeah, I have no problem defending against anyone, we are literally the best in the world.
Frankie Enzo: Man, you rule! Thank you so much, I’ll go and find a partner and I’ll see you in the ring in a few weeks, yeah!
Frankie Enzo turns and walks away with his hands in the air in victory.
Axl Storm: You forgot your autograph!
Frankie Enzo: Wooo, yeah, I get to be on TV again!
Frankie Enzo clearly isn’t listening as he keeps walking and celebrating. Axl Storm simply crosses out the name Frankie Enzo and re-uses the photo for the next person. Daren Storm is once again having problems with fans and has resorted to name calling.
Daren Storm: Listen you stupid jackass, we made Hardcore Hell, and on Wednesday, we are going to break Hardcore Hell. If you don’t want me to use your face as an example, I suggest you shut up and move along you ignorant twat.
The four year old Daren Storm was yelling at starts bawling her eyes out as her mother lifts her up into her arms and consoles her.
Mother: You are a very bad role model.
Daren Storm: I don’t even want to be here with these pathetic virgins who still live in their mother’s basement.
Mother: You’re getting paid to be here, you could at least show some class.
Daren Storm: Right, I’m going to say this really slowly so that you can understand. I. Don’t. Want. To. Meet. Any. Of. You. Do. You. Understand. You. Fat. Cow?
Mother: You’re a disgrace, my daughter will never own any of your merchandise after this debacle.
Daren Storm: I really couldn’t care less. I get paid anyway.
Mother: You’re unbelievable.
Daren Storm: I know.
Mother: That wasn’t a compliment! I really hope Devon Jones and Tony Burlom kick your ass on Wednesday.
Daren Storm: You should go on hunger strike until that happens, maybe then you wont be so repulsing. Get lost before I have you removed with a crane.
The irate mother turns and mumbles under her breath as the next fan hesitantly steps up to get an autograph fearful of what might happen should he say something wrong.
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Honestly, the "Daren Storm: Listen you stupid jackass, we made Hardcore Hell, and on Wednesday, we are going to break Hardcore Hell. If you don’t want me to use your face as an example, I suggest you shut up and move along you ignorant twat.
The four year old Daren Storm was yelling at starts bawling her eyes out as her mother lifts her up into her arms and consoles her.", made me laugh very hard.
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