The Stuff of Legends!

[James E. Colvin]

*We are taken to the W*I*Gsphere, which has been transformed, now with a gaudy entrance ramp and new ring aprons. A large pyrotechnics display goes off. We are taken to our announce team of Tom Bailey and Jeannie Lawless.

Tom: Hello, and welcome to “Stuff of Legends”! Pro Wrestling W*I*G's first ever Pay-Per-View event! I would like to thank you, the fans, for making this all possible. I'd like to introduce my announce partner, Jeannie Lawless.

Jeannie: I can hardly contain myself! Lets get to a match!

Tom: Before we can start with our first match, we have some people in the back who have a few things to say. So lets send it back to our on the field reporter, John Cena. Take it away, John!

[James E. Colvin]

The scene fades to backstage of the WIGSphere, where Chick Aura is standing, arms crossed and a glare into the camera. Standing next to her is a much smaller Asian-American man, who nods his head to acknowledge they're on the air.

Ada: Hello. My name is Ada Banshou, and I am the official translator for Miss Aura. Although she did speak out to Miss Eris earlier, her vocabulary in the English language is still quite limitted.

Chick nods her head.

Ada: As I'm sure everyone is curious to know, we are here to explain the reason behind Miss Aura's actions against the Broken Rose. The reasons are quite simple, really. You see, after Miss Sadamoto went to America to wrestle for EWT, Miss Aura began her career in Japan, wrestling in the largest of promotions the country holds. However, because of her looks, she was compared very much to Miss Sadamoto, often being regarded as the 'next big Joshi'.

Aura's arms come uncrossed, and she cracks her knuckles.

Ada: This is not true...for Miss Sadamoto was never a Joshi in Miss Aura's eyes. No...Juri was nothing more than an idol. To Miss Aura, Sadamoto was simply a model glorified by the press, glorified by the fans, but in reality...was nothing more than a model, glorified and made popular only through the fact she had great looks and could wrestle her garbage "hardcore wrestling", while Miss Aura is a woman of massive strangth, who's actions could do more damage than any object in one of Sadamoto's matches. Miss Aura found that Juri's past in Japan was nothing of impressiveness, and she fell short of her Joshi status. Miss Aura's comparison to Juri was, however, one that would annoy her. She did not understand why those who were fans of her's would compare her to such a small being as Miss Sadamoto. When WIG offered Miss Aura her contract, she had heard that Miss Sadamoto would also be looking to make her mark in the promotion. and this...this infuriated Miss Aura.

Chick nods once more, acknowledging it to be true.

Ada: Miss Aura did not look to once more be compared to Sadamoto...she knew one more comparison to the idol would drive her to madness. She wanted to show Sadamoto to be the fraud she is. And so...she took Miss Sadamoto...and she crushed her. She destroyed her, nearly crippling her, battering her body in so many different ways...to show you fans who the real Joshi is in WIG. And only this once, did she lower herself to taking a weapon to Miss Sadamoto, to make her point.

A smirk appears on Aura's face.

Ada: And now, Miss Eris, because of these actions, you must be looking to obtain vengance for your friend...but if you think you can take out Miss Aura...look at your friend. You were in the hospital with her not too long ago. You saw what Miss Aura is capable of...and so as it has happened to the idol...so shall it happen to you. And so...with Miss Sadamoto out of the picture, only you are left, Miss Eris. And in closing, as the Stuff of Legends closes in...Miss Aura has this to say to you, Miss Eris...

Ada steps back and looks up at Aura as the camera pans in on a face shot of her. As she glares at the camera, she says these words...

Aura: Sayonarra...Eris-san...

[James E. Colvin]

*We're back at ringside

Tom: I'm getting told that we have yet another backstage interview before our first match, so, lets go there!

*Cue to a dark room, save for a single violet spotlight. This light showcases a simple metallic chair, and Synthy Eris, arms crossed over her chest, and her face twisting into a look of utmost anger. Righteous Anger.


Synthy begins to speak. Her voice is low and silky. The look in her eyes is an amethyst flaming gauge that shows her intentions crystal clear.


Synthy: My saving doll is hooked up to machinery because of you. She can’t get out of her bed. Wanna know our definition of hell? It’s not being able to move freely. Being. STUCK.

She’s stuck in a hospital. You’re evil for doing that to her. The woman that saved me during the most pitch black moods, who actually keeps me tethered to that thin line in between insanity and sanity… you BROKE her. You HURT her. Placed her in a place that haunts her… all because of jealousy. She’s smaller then you, surpassed you incredibly in popularity, therefore, you couldn’t TAKE it. You couldn’t STAND it. You had to completely BLITZKRIEG her to get your revenge! That’s not the actions an honorable Joshi would take. That’s an action of a fearful Diva.

Synthy stands, her very posture ticked.


Synthy: Vengeance is only sweet when your opponent can see you coming. If one has to BLINDSIDE their opponent in order to take on their vengeance, then it’s nothing better than simple cowardice. I hate cowards. Especially those that destroy my angel. My friend….


Synthy pauses, and she swallows hard. She turns away from the camera for a second. Her voice comes out whispery and harsh.


Synthy: A bestial bitch like you will never understand what it’s like to see your best friend laying in a hospital bed, suffering her own private vision of a horrible, torturous hell. ….


Synthy’s voice rises to something primal. A scream mixed with a sob. She turns back rapidly to the camera and stalks toward it. Her face is contorted.


Synthy: I don’t say this often. I try not to show any emotion. But you’ve stepped too fucking far. I hate your ass. And ya know what? If my doll can’t come after you on her accord, I’ll pay you back myself. I’ll show you what it’s like to face a woman scorned. After all, you did. Scorned me, saying I’m not worth it. Now I see the truth. You just didn’t want to face me straight up.

You trashed Juri, you insulted me. Tonight… I’ll show you just what it means to be the broken. Heads up, Chick. Because I’m not going to be blindsided by a she-beast like you.


Synthy’s eyes become frozen. She pops her neck, and sits on the chair. Her head is now resting on long, steepled fingers, eyes never wavering from the camera.

[James E. Colvin]

Howard Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

*The White Boys’ music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHsDa9_HSlA

Finkel: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 450 pounds, from Mobile, Alabama—THE WHITE BOYS.

*The White Boys come out to the boos of the crowd. They are both wearing tights with a Confederate Flag design and black boots. Justin is holding that Confederate guitar of his. They walk to the ring and enter it. Then, some pyro in the design of the Confederate Flag goes off.*

Tom Bailey: We are now set for action with the White Boys to take on James “Magnum” Constance and L. Rey.

Jeannie Lawless: Who did Mr. Colvin hire to do the pyro? He, she, or they sure do have some intricate designs.

Tom: I think his brother does it.

Jeannie: I wonder if he does parties.

Tom: But, the Fourth of July has past. And, New Year’s is a ways off.

Jeannie: Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have fireworks at a party.

*James “Magnum” Constance’s music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAY_v1wKpOs

Finkel: And, their opponents, first, coming down the aisle, at 6 feet 2 inches, weighing at 245 pounds, from Honolulu, Hawaii, by way of Detroit, Michigan—JAMES “MAGNUM” CONSTANCE.

*Magnum comes out to a nice pop. He’s wearing a Detroit Tigers baseball cap, sunglasses, a Hawaiian shirt, red tropical design trunks, black knee pads, and black boots. He walks to the ring as some pyro goes off and then enters the ring.*

Tom: The fans sure do like James “Magnum” Constance.

Jeannie: Of course they do! He’s charming, charismatic, and so dreamy!

Tom: I doubt the fans like him because he’s dreamy.

Jeannie: Well, I do!

*L. Rey’s music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=QoQdLJt--kE

Finkel: And, his partner, at 5 feet 9 inches, weighing at 202 pounds, from Amarillo, Texas—L. REY.

*L. Rey comes out to a nice pop. He is wearing a leather coat, white khakis, and black boots. He is also carrying his guitar. L. Rey walks down to the ring, enters it, and climbs on a corner facing the W*I*G-Screen. He points his guitar neck first at the W*I*G-Screen and moves it back and forth as pyro goes off in rapid succession like a machine gun. Once that stops L. Rey jumps off the second rope.*

Tom: It should be interesting to see how L. Rey and Magnum work together as a team.

Jeannie: Uh-oh! My pocket’s vibrating…

Tom: Your pocket vibrator!? Jesus Christ, we’re on pay-per-view, Jeannie! Keep your composure!

Jeannie: I was saying “My pocket’s vibrating.” My cellphone is on vibrate, and I’m getting a call.

Tom: Oh, sorry.

Jeannie: By the way, I can keep my composure. I’m a professional, and OH MY GOD! HE WINKED AT ME! MAGNUM WINKED AT ME!!!!

*The bell rings. Magnum takes off his cap, glasses, and shirt. L. Rey takes off his leather coat. They hand their stuff to Finkel; Justin also gives his guitar to Finkel, who then exits the ring. L. Rey and Justin move onto the apron near their team’s corner. Magnum and Jason circle each other and tie up. However, Magnum just pushes Jason down. He gets up and ties up with Magnum again. But, Magnum just pushed Jason down to the mat again. Jason gets back up and ties up with Magnum again. This time, he knees Magnum in the stomach and whips him into the ropes. Magnum bounces off the ropes, and Jason charges at him. However, Magnum ducks as Jason goes for a clothesline, runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off them, charges at Jason, and hits him with a high knee strike. Jason falls back into the ropes and bounces off them. Suddenly, Magnum dropkicks Jason, who falls to the mat and rolls to the outside.*

Tom: Magnum takes control early on. He needs to keep it up if he wants to win.

Jeannie: He shouldn’t be letting Jason White get a breather on the outside, but I don’t mind since I get to stare at him.

*Jason quickly reenters the ring. The two men tie up again. This time, Jason rakes Magnum’s eyes and starts punching him into the ropes. He whips Magnum across the ring. As Magnum bounces off the ropes and comes running back, Jason charges at him with a hurricanrana. Jason jumps onto Magnum’s shoulders, but Magnum counters with a powerbomb. Then, Magnum grabs Jason’s legs and catapults him over the top rope and to the outside. Magnum climbs to the top turnbuckle and waits until Jason gets up. He does, and Magnum jumps off, hitting Jason with a double axe handle. Magnum gloats a little. Suddenly, Justin enters the ring, runs to the ropes, jumps over them, and lands on Magnum with a shooting star plancha. He gets up and gloats a little. Jason gets up as well. They don’t see L. Rey enter the ring. Then, L. Rey runs to the ropes, jumps over them, and lands on the White Boys with a no-hand plancha. The crowd cheers after what they have seen.*

Tom: A lot of flying going on, ending with El Angel Flop from L. Rey.

Jeannie: Pretty impressive, though I would have liked it if one of those guys landed on me, if you know what I mean.

Tom: Wouldn’t that hurt?

Jeannie: I was making a double entendre, stupid!

Tom: Well, excuse me!

*Magnum gets up. He and L. Rey pick up Justin and Jason respectively and throw them in the ring. They reenter the ring and place the White Boys on the ropes. L. Rey and Magnum whip Jason and Justin across the ring. The White Boys bounce off the ropes, come running back to L. Rey and Magnum, and are met with stereo dropkicks. Magnum picks up Jason and whips him into a rolling wheel kick from L. Rey. Then, Magnum picks up Justin and whips him into a Pele kick from L. Rey.*

Tom: Well, it looks like L. Rey and Magnum are working well as a team.

Jeannie: Maybe they can work well as a team with me later tonight.

Tom: That wasn’t very subtle.

Jeannie: Well, since you’re not getting them, subtle has gone out the window.

Tom: I don’t want to get them.

Jeannie: And, subtle has returned!

*L. Rey exits the ring as Magnum throws Justin over the top rope to the outside. Then, Magnum picks up Jason and throws him into his team’s corner. He tags in L. Rey, and the both of them start hitting Jason with multiple knife edge chops. Woos fill the arena. After a few more chops, Jason falls to the mat in a sitting position; his chest is beet red. Magnum moves onto the apron. L. Rey walks back a little bit. Then, he runs towards Jason, jumps up, grabs the top rope, and hits Jason with a rope aided corner dropkick. Jason flays around, holding his chest.*

Tom: Los Angeles Que Tocando Arpas to Jason. That’s really got to hurt his chest.

Jeannie: Wow! Who knew angels playing harps could be so painful. *laughs* You get it! Because “angels playing harps” is what that means in English.

Tom: Yeah, I got it.

*Jason crawls out of the corner. L. Rey kicks him in the chest a few times. Then, he picks up Jason and tries to whip him across the ring. However, Jason reverses it and whips L. Rey across the ring. Jason charges at L. Rey as he comes running back, but L. Rey hits him with a shining wizard. Jason falls to his knees. Suddenly, L. Rey gives Jason two stiff kicks to the chest followed by a high-speed roundhouse kick to the head. Jason falls to the mat, and L. Rey goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Jason kicks out.*

Tom: Vicious Fabricante De Aureola to Jason White, but it wasn’t enough to end the match.

Jeannie: These White Boys may looks like the soft type with their gorgeous blonde hair and blue eyes, but those tattoos and the cocky swagger they have tell me the White Boys are a lot tougher than they look. L. Rey and James “Magnum” Constance are probably going to have a tough job tonight.

*L. Rey grabs Jason by his leg and pulls him to his corner. Then, he tags in Magnum, who quickly enters and drops an elbow onto Jason’s chest. As L. Rey moves onto the apron, Magnum picks up Jason into a military press. He holds Jason up for several seconds and then drops him to the mat. Magnum picks up Jason again and bodyslams him back to the mat. Then, Magnum backs himself into the ropes, runs at Jason, and hits him with a jumping knee drop to Jason’s head. Jason sits up, holding his head. Suddenly, Magnum kicks Jason in the chest. Then, he picks Jason up. He gives Jason a few chop blocks as he backs his opponent into the ropes. Magnum whips Jason across the ring. Jason bounces off the ropes and comes running back to Magnum, who catches him with a flapjack lift and hits Jason with a cutter as he comes down. Magnum quickly covers Jason.*

Ref: 1…2…*Jason kicks out.*

Tom: Magnum goes for the win with the Paradise Blues, but Jason kicks out again.

Jeannie: Like I said, L. Rey and Magnum are going to have a tough job tonight.

*Magnum picks up Jason and moves him over to L. Rey. Magnum tags in his partner and holds Jason as L. Rey moves a little ways from the corner. Then, L. Rey jumps onto the top rope, jumps off, and hits Jason with a springboard enziugiri; Magnum manages to move out of the way before L. Rey hits him.*

Tom: El Angel Wave from L. Rey.

Jeannie: Magnum was very quick to get out of the way there.

Tom: I didn’t even see that.

Jeannie: Exactly.

*L. Rey picks up Jason by his hair and hits him with a few Kawada kicks to the chest. Suddenly, Justin enters the ring and tries to attack L. Rey, but the referee stops him. Magnum sees this and attacks him, with ref caught in between. With the referee distracted, Jason suddenly kicks L. Rey in the groin. L. Rey bends over in pain, and Jason quickly DDTs him. The ref has finally separated Magnum and Justin, and they both move back to their corners.*

Tom: What the hell!? Jason White low blows L. Rey. And, Magnum and the referee didn’t see it.

Jeannie: C’mon, Jason! Of all the body part to attack, why go so low!? How’s L. Rey gonna function properly after this!?

Tom: I doubt Jason cares. Besides, it didn’t look that bad.

Jeannie: Well, I could go and see.

Tom: We’re on live pay-per-view!

Jeannie: Fine, I’ll wait!

*Jason gets up and waits for L. Rey to get up. He does but slower than usual. Suddenly, Jason charges at L. Rey and hits him with a Lou Thesz press followed by some punches to the head. Then, Jason gets up. He moves to the ropes, runs at L. Rey, and jumps onto him with a cannonball senton. Jason gets up, grabs L. Rey’s leg, and catapults him into the White Boys’ corner. Jason gets up and tags in Justin. They both hit L. Rey with ten forehand chops. Then, they move L. Rey to the center of the ring and hit him with a Total Elimination.*

Tom: Pickin’ Cotton from the White Boys.

Jeannie: That wasn’t as soft as cotton, but that’s not what they were really going for.

*Jason exits the ring. Justin picks up L. Rey and drops him throat first onto the top rope. Then, with L. Rey draped over the rope, he grabs L. Rey’s legs, picks them up, and kicks him in the midsection. Justin drops L. Rey’s legs. L. Rey turns around and is met with a Stone Cold Stunner from Justin. L. Rey bounces up into the ropes. Justin gets up, pulls him from them, and hits L. Rey with multiple throat thrusts. Then, he runs to the ropes behind L. Rey, bounces off them, charges at L. Rey, and hits him with a leg lariat to the back of his head. L. Rey falls to the mat and goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey kicks out.*

Tom: Justin targets L. Rey’s throat with the Ode To Bear Bryant, but L. Rey just kicks out.

Jeannie: If he was smart, Jason would target a leg. L. Rey has some high flying moves, and those are hard to do on one leg.

*Justin gets up and waits for L. Rey to get up. He does, and Justin quickly superkicks him. L. Rey falls backwards into a neutral corner. Justin walks over to him, climbs up on the second rope, and hits L. Rey with a tornado DDT. Then, he picks up L. Rey, runs to the ropes, and hits him with a springboard cutter. He goes for another pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey kicks out.*

Tom: Catfish Cutter isn’t able to get the job done.

Jeannie: It looks like L. Rey will be just as tough to beat as the White Boys.

Tom: What about Magnum?

Jeannie: Yes, of course. How could I forget about Magnum!? You’re seriousness is rubbing off on me, Tom!

Tom: You say that like it’s a bad thing.

Jeannie: That’s because it is.

*Justin gets up. He drags L. Rey over to the White Boys’ corner and tags in Jason. Jason enters the ring. Justin picks up L. Rey for a crucifix powerbomb, Jason grabs his neck, and the White Boys hit him a crucifix powerbomb/neckbreaker combo. Justin exits the ring, and Jason pins L. Rey.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey kicks out.*

Tom: Mississippi Burning almost gets the win for the White Boys.

Jeannie: Why would two guys from Alabama call name one of their moves after Mississippi?

Tom: Well, “Burning” was also in the name—and I guess they don’t like Mississippi.

Jeannie: Good point.

*Jason gets up and tags Justin back in. Jason picks up L. Rey for a powerbomb, Justin jumps onto the top rope, and they hit L. Rey with a springboard leg lariat/powerbomb combo. As Jason exits the ring, Justin pins L. Rey.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey kicks out.*

Tom: The White Boys hit L. Rey with the Rebel Rouser, but the mariachi still won’t stay down.

Jeannie: L. Rey’s a mariachi!?

Tom: Why do you think he carries around the guitar?

Jeannie: Because it looks cool.

*Justin gets up and tags in Jason. Justin picks up L. Rey and hits him with an uppercut followed by a leg lariat from Jason followed by a jawbreaker from Justin followed by a jumping big boot from Jason and finished with a reversed STO from Justin. Then, Justin exits the ring; and Jason covers L. Rey for the pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey kicks out.*

Tom: Not even the Confederates’ Revenge can keep L. Rey down.

Jeannie: All these quick tags and double team moves are smart on the White Boys part. However, L. Rey is either too tough or too stubborn to stay down.

*Jason tags in Justin. Justin climbs to the top turnbuckle as Jason locks L. Rey into a pendulum backbreaker. Then, Justin jumps off and hits L. Rey with a diving knee drop. Jason exits the ring. Justin rolls L. Rey over and pins him.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey kicks out.*

Jeannie: He still won’t stay down!

Tom: Not even the Get HER Done was enough to put L. Rey away.

Jeannie: Get ‘Er Done!? I though the White Boys didn’t like Larry The Cable Guy.

Tom: Technically, the move is called Get HER Done with the “H.” They’re obviously playing on Larry The Cable Guy’s famous catchphrase.

*Justin slaps the mat in frustration. He gets up and tags in Jason. Then, the White Boys pick up L. Rey and hit him with a front suplex onto the top rope. Justin exits the ring. Jason kicks L. Rey in the chest a few times. Then, he grabs L. Rey and hits him with a top rope elevated Stone Cold Stunner.*

Tom: The Dixie Land Stunner from Jason. Though they have changed their game plan, The White Boys are still pulling out all the stops.

Jeannie: That’s smart. They’re weakening L. Rey with their big moves so that he won’t be able move around with his fast moves and/or to tag in Magnum. That’s smart tag team wrestling, my friend.

*Jason picks up L. Rey and suplexes him. Then, he gets up, moves back to the ropes, runs at L. Rey, and hits him with a pointed elbow drop. Jason then gets into L. Rey’s face, yelling profanities at him and rubbing his forearm across L. Rey’s face. The ref begins a five count, and Jason stops at four. Then, Jason gets up and moves over to L. Rey’s legs. He grabs the back of L. Rey’s right leg and kicks the back of this knee a few times. Jason then walks over to Magnum and starts yelling at him. Magnum tries to enter the ring, but the ref stops him. With Jason’s distraction going on, Justin sneaks into the ring, grabs L. Rey’s leg, and DDTs L. Rey’s leg onto his knee. Magnum yells at the referee to turn around, but his pleads fall on deaf ears. Then, Justin turns L. Rey around, picks up the knee and smashes it onto the mat.*

Jeannie: Finally! They go for the knee. They should have been doing this earlier.

Tom: Well, better late than never I guess.

Jeannie: I suppose. And, Magnum shouldn’t have gotten roped into that obvious distraction. The ref would have seen all that go down.

Tom: Or, Justin would have even entered the ring in the first place.

Jeannie: Why must you be a know it all?

Tom: Um…that’s basically why I was hired.

*Justin exits the ring. Magnum calms down and moves back to his corner. Jason moves back to L. Rey. He picks up L. Rey’s leg and drops it knee first onto the mat. Then, he rolls L. Rey around and kicks the back of his knee a few times. Jason then locks L. Rey into a standing figure four leglock.*

Tom: And, now Jason locks on the Dixielock.

Jeannie: This could be over soon.

*Jason has the move locked on tight. However, L. Rey doesn’t look to be in any pain. He tries to keep at least one shoulder off the mat. However, his shoulder does falls to the mat. The ref goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey gets the shoulder up.*

*Jason continues to put pressure on L. Rey’s knee. He yells at L. Rey to quit. But, L. Rey just looks at him angrily. His shoulder falls to the mat again.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey gets the shoulder up.*

*Jason keeps on putting pressure on L. Rey’s knee and yells at L. Rey to quit. But, L. Rey just stares daggers at Jason. Again, L. Rey’s shoulder falls to the mat.*

Ref: 1…2…*L. Rey gets the shoulder up.*

*Jason keeps on putting pressure on L. Rey’s knee. He bends down, getting into L. Rey’s face to yell at him. Suddenly, L. Rey grabs Jason and rolls him over into a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Jason kicks out, letting go of the hold.*

Tom: ¡A Dios Mios! L. Rey almost got the victory out of nowhere.

Jeannie: He may not have won the match, but he was able to get Jason to let go of the Dixielock. It seems to me that L. Rey somehow got Jason White to make such a mistake.

Tom: Yeah, I sort of got that impression as well.

*Jason gets up and goes after L. Rey. Suddenly, L. Rey takes Jason to the mat with a drop toe hold. Then, he grabs Jason by his hair, pulls his head back, and starts rapidly punching Jason in the head. Justin climbs up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off it, hoping to land on L. Rey with a shooting star press; but L. Rey manages to roll out the way. Justin hits the mat, with his knee hitting Jason’s back. Jason rolls over, holding his back and yelling at Justin that he’s an idiot. L. Rey gets up. He bends his knee a few times and walks over to his corner, hoping to tag in Magnum. Suddenly, Jason gets up and charges at L. Rey. However, L. Rey is able to stop him with a Pele kick. As this goes on, Justin gets onto his knee and grabs the ref. Meanwhile, L. Rey gets up and tags in Magnum. The crowd pops.*

Tom: L. Rey gets the tag!

Jeannie: And, he managed to take down both White Boys! Impressive!

*Magnum enters the ring and starts punching Jason as he gets up. Justin lets go of the ref. The referee sees Magnum attacking Jason, walks over to them, and pulls Magnum off of him. Magnum starts arguing with the ref, and the ref tells him to exit the ring because he didn’t see the tag. The crowd boos this.*

Tom: Dammit! The ref didn’t see it!

Jeannie: Justin was able to get the ref busy. I didn’t even notice it.

Tom: Then, how do you know what happened?

Jeannie: They’re showing a replay! Look at your monitors!

Tom: Oh yeah!

Jeannie: And, I thought you were hired because you were a know it all!

Tom: Shut up!

*Magnum reluctantly exits the ring. Justin exits the ring. Jason rests on the ropes for a few seconds. Then, he walks over to L. Rey and pulls him to the center of the ring. Jason then locks on a reverse figure four leg lock.*

Tom: And, Jason goes back to that knee of L. Rey’s with the Birmingham Lock.

Jeannie: I think Jason won’t stop until can’t L. Rey can’t walk.

*Jason has the move locked on tight. However, L. Rey does not look like he is in any pain. After a minute or two, Magnum starts chanting “L. Rey.” A few people in the front row start to chant as well. Then, it builds momentum. The chants gets louder and louder. Soon, everyone in the audience is chanting “L. Rey.” Jason looks around frustrated; he doesn’t what to make of this. As the chants continue, L. Rey pushes up off the mat and starts crawling to the ropes. He yells out as he somehow manages to pull himself and Jason to the ropes. Slowly but surely, he gets to the ropes. L. Rey reaches out, but he misses the ropes. He reaches out again but still can’t get a hold of them. Then, after one big swipe, L. Rey grabs a hold of the ropes. The crowd loudly pops.*

Tom: HOLY COW!

Jeannie: I don’t believe it!

Tom: L. Rey somehow pulls himself and Jason to the ropes and is able to grab the rope!

*L. Rey has a hold of the bottom rope. However, Jason won’t let go of the hold. The ref goes for a five count, but Justin enters the ring to distract him. Unfortunately, Magnum enters the ring and spears Justin, who lands head first onto the bottom turnbuckle.*

Jeannie: OH MY GOD!

Tom: Justin tries to distract the ref, but Magnum stops him with a vicious spear.

Jeannie: The back of Justin White’s head hit that bottom turnbuckle hard. He could have a concussion. I should go give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Tom: How will that help him if he has a concussion?

Jeannie: I don’t know—I’m not a doctor! But, it wouldn’t hurt to try!

*As the ref checks on Justin, Magnum drops a leg onto Jason’s chest. Then, he punches Jason hard in the throat. This causes Jason to let go of the hold. Magnum quickly exits the ring. Justin gets up, holding the back of his head but looking okay for the most part. He exits the ring. Jason gets up, holding his throat. L. Rey pulls himself up with the ropes and limps over to tag in Magnum. However, Jason is able to charge at L. Rey, hitting him with a forearm shot. Then, Jason kicks L. Rey in the knee a few times. Then, he moves L. Rey to the center of the ring. He picks L. Rey up for a shinbreaker, but L. Rey slips out, rolls over, and hits Jason with a vicious neckbreaker. Both men fall to the mat.*

Jeannie: JESUS CHRIST!

Tom: What a counter by L. Rey, slipping out of that shinbreaker and turning it into a neckbreaker!

Jeannie: I think he may HAVE actually broken Jason’s neck.

*With both men down on the mat, the ref goes for a ten count.*

Ref: 1…

2…

3…

4…*L. Rey puts his feet on the mat.*

5…*Jason starts stirring around.*

6…*L. Rey starts stomping his feet on the mat. Jason rolls over onto his stomach, holding the back of his neck.*

7…*L. Rey continues to stomp on the mat. Jason rolls back over onto his back.*

8…*Jason starts to get up.*

9…*L. Rey suddenly kips up.*

*The crowd pops at L. Rey’s sudden burst of energy. Jason gets up and charges at L. Rey, but L. Rey kicks him in the stomach. Then, he punches Jason in the stomach 20 times and hits him with a stunner.*

Tom: El Angel Stunner!

Jeannie: Now, L. Rey just needs to tag in Magnum!

*He tries to tag in Magnum, but Jason manages to grabs his foot. Jason gets up and pulls him to the center of the ring. Suddenly, L. Rey turns around and hits Jason with an enziugiri. Jason falls to the mat. L. Rey then jumps over to his corner and tags in Magnum. The crowd pops again. Magnum enters the ring, but so does Justin. However, Magnum just spears Justin again.*

Tom: Finally, L. Rey gets the tag.

Jeannie: And, he spears Justin White again! He must love doing that.

*Magnum picks up Justin and throws him out of the ring. Jason slowly gets up but is met with some punches by Magnum. However, Jason knees Magnum in the stomach. He goes for a punch of his own, but Magnum ducks. Jason swings around, and Magnum catches him, picks him up, and hits him with an atomic drop. Then, Magnum grabs Jason’s neck and hits him with a falling neckbreaker. Magnum gets up. Suddenly, Justin reenters the ring and charges at Magnum. However, Magnum grabs Justin, picks him up, and hits him with a throat-first flapjack onto the top rope.*

Tom: Magnum hits Justin with the Kiss The Sabre.

Jeannie: The man is on fire, not surprising, considering he’s been waiting on the apron for so long.

*Magnum then see Jason get up and spears him into the corner. Jason falls into a seated position. Then, Magnum grabs Justin and whips him into the corner. Magnum moves back, charges at the corner, and hits the White Boys with a body splash. L. Rey reenters the ring. Magnum moves out of the way, and L. Rey charges at corner, does a cartwheel, and hits Justin with a jumping high kick.*

Tom: El Angel Krush from L. Rey.

Jeannie: He’s not showing any pain from his knee. Either he’s tough or is good at putting on a brave face.

*Justin falls into a seated position onto Jason. L. Rey moves back, charges at them, jumps up, grabs the top rope, and hits the White Boys with a rope aided corner dropkick.*

Tom: Another Los Angeles Que Tocando Arpas, this time to both White Boys!

Jeannie: Damn! L. Rey and Magnum are on fire!

Tom: You already said that.

Jeannie: No, I said that just Magnum was on fire, not both.

*Magnum pulls Justin from the corner and throws him out of the ring. L. Rey picks up Jason, places him against the ropes, and whips him toward Magnum, who hits Jason with a jumping superkick. He goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Jason kicks out.*

Tom: Wave Goodbye from Magnum, but not enough to end the match.

Jeannie: I’m afraid L. Rey and Magnum are going to have to pull out more stops if they want to win.

*L. Rey exits the ring. Magnum picks up Jason and hits him with a double underhook piledriver. He goes for another pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Jason kicks out.*

Tom: Again Jason kicks out, this time from the Big Blow.

Jeannie: Big Blow. That sounds like something I do.

Tom: Goddammit! Why!?

Jeannie: I haven’t done one in a while.

*On the outside, Justin gets up. He grabs his guitar from Finkel and throws it into the ring. Then, he slides into the ring and tries to grab it, but the ref stops him. Magnum gets up and attacks Jason, with the ref in the middle again. L. Rey enters the ring, hoping to grab Justin’s guitar, but Jason moves behind him and lowblows L. Rey. Magnum turns around and sees this. He punches Jason and then checks on L. Rey. Justin keeps the referee distracted, and Jason grabs the guitar. He gets up, Magnum turns around, and Jason hits him with the guitar. The crowd boos loudly. Some throw garbage. Then, he pulls the shattered guitar from Magnum’s head and throws it to the outside.*

Tom: Sweet Baby Jane! Jason White just smashed that guitar over Magnum’s head.

Jeannie: Oh no! I think this one is over.

*Justin lets go of the referee and moves onto the apron, Jason picks up L. Rey for a dominator and hold him, Justin jump onto the top rope and land on L. Rey’s neck with an elbow drop.*

Tom: The Flying Elephant to L. Rey!

Jeannie: Smart move! Take out L. Rey before they go to Magnum for the kill. I just wish they could have done it in a way that didn’t hurt L. Rey’s beautiful singing voice.

Tom: You didn’t know he was a mariachi, but you know L. Rey can sing.

Jeannie: I’ve heard him in the back.

Tom: You’ve met him backstage.

Jeannie: I’ve met every man backstage.

*Jason throws L. Rey out of the ring. Then, he picks up Magnum and lifts him up for a holding suplex. Justin jumps up with his knees onto Magnum’s stomach. And, they hit Magnum with an inverted suplex/modified double knee gutbuster. Jason rolls Magnum onto the mat and pins him.*

Ref: 1…2…3. *The bell rings, the White Boys music plays, and the crowd boos loudly.*

Finkel: Here are your winners—THE WHITE BOYS.

Tom: And, the White Boys win with The South Will Rise Again and a guitar shot.

Jeannie: They practically stole this one.

*The White Boys celebrate their victory. Then, L. Rey reenters the ring and checks on his partner. Suddenly, Jason kicks L. Rey in the side of the head. Justin exits the ring as Jason starts punching L. Rey in the head. Then, he picks L. Rey up and places him against the ropes. Justin grabs L. Rey’s guitar and reenters the ring. Jason whips L. Rey across the ring, and Justin smashes the guitar over L. Rey’s head. The boos become thunderous, and more garbage is thrown into the ring.*

Tom: WHAT THE HELL!!!!? The match is over, but the White Boys have smashed L. Rey’s own guitar over his head.

Jeannie: Those bastards! Those beautiful blue eyed, blonde, muscular bastards!

Tom: Jeannie!

Jeannie: I know! I hate myself!

*The White Boys laugh at what they have done and exit the ring.*

Tom: The White Boys may have won this match, but I doubt this feud between them and L. Rey and James “Magnum” Constance is over.

Jeannie: Yeah, this is probably just the beginning.

*We cut to a promo for W*I*G’s next PPV, a date with Destiny*

[James E. Colvin]

*We are backstage with John Cena.

Cena: Hello, I'm standing here with Exner and Jonathan Doe.

*Exner is standing closest to Cena, hands clasped behind his back. Doe is at Exner's side, with his book closest to Exner. In his other hand is the end of a chain. The chain is taught, and goes off-screen.

Cena: Exner. Give us your thoughts on your match tonight.

*Exner just stares at Cena, and doesn't say a word.

Cena: Yeah, anyway. Mr. Doe, uh, whatcha got there.

*Doe, indicating the chain.

Doe: Oh, this?

*He begins pulling it more and more on screen, until finally, a petite, young woman with olive skin and brown hair is on screen, the chain fastened around her waist. She is provacitively dressed with a short skirt and a low-cut shirt.

Cena: What the hell?

Doe: We found this little urchin breeding in filth on the streets, and it was obvious that she needs our light. Unfortunately, we had no time to get her out of those filthy rags.

Woman:(speaking with a faint East Coast Accent): Like hell! You bastards kidnapped me!

Cena: Does...she have a name?

Doe: She calls herself Cheyenne. Now come, Exner, you have a match. And before that, we must prepare. Exaltion is needed. And also, remember our plan. You do what I tell you, and you neededn't be worrying about any problems with him ever again.

*Doe and Exner leave. Cheyenne remains, until she is jerked off screen by the chain.

[James E. Colvin]

*Crimson Shadow" by DJ Taka begins throbbing from the speakers. The arena bursts into instantaneous boos for the vicious she-beast named Chick Aura. The atmosphere hits a chilling downfall. The hatred that spears toward the woman is a great one, as many of the fans in this arena were rabid fans of one Juri Sadamoto.*

Tom: After this woman brutalized Juri Sadamoto, I can understand the crowd’s less then cheerful reaction.

Jeannie: I guess she really added the Break to that Rose.

Tom: If I wasn’t so creeped out by the chills running down my spine….

*Chick looks drastically proud of herself, shining teeth beaming out in a horrifying look of menacing pride. The electric tape around her wrists crackles and snaps as she pops her wrists. Aura looks insanely proud of herself. She reaches the center of the ring. She flexes, muscles popping as she snarls out into the arena.*

She’s a Killer…
She’s a Keeper…

Tom: As if this woman weren’t irritated enough at the fact Chick blew her off, she also absolutely tore apart her best friend. Judging by her last promo, she’ll want the complete satisfaction of returning the favor.

*Synthy Eris steps out. But she looks oddly…pacified.*

Jeannie: Why does she look so normal? It’s really... freaky.

Tom: It's something I've never seen before from Synthy and that's saying something. I think Synthy may have lost her mind with all these recent events.

Jeannie: You mean she's gone off the complete deep end? I always thought that would have happened to the first person that called her 'P!nk'.

*Synthy’s acting completely stoic as she walks down the ramp. She’s wearing nothing fancy, contrary to her usual PPV habit. She’s not wearing sunglasses, and her eyes remain strictly on Chick. She steps into the ring, and the music dies down. The lights flicker on.*

Jeannie: Is she aware that she’s about to have her first match in W*I*G with nothing special on? Goodness woman.

Tom: I think she’s had more pressing things on her mind-

*And Synthy immediately spears into the very center of Chick Aura. Immediately her fists slam into Chick’s head. She’s throttling Chick! Chick shoves her off and stands, her face twisting- but Synthy immediately flies back at her, slamming both of them into the metal ringpost! The resounding thud is overshadowed by the two women pounding at the other, and the two continue at their blasts as they overflow onto the ground!*

Tom: Oh wow! Did you see how they hit the ringside? And they aren’t relenting either!

Jeannie: What possesses a girl to want to do that?!

Tom: Well, Synthy’s best friend has been beaten to a pulp... We WERE there. And Chick thinks Juri isn’t worthy of all the praise.

Jeannie: No, I mean the viciousness! Girls are supposed to be prim and pretty!

Tom: Don’t say that too loud, Synthy may take time out of her ass kicking schedule to fit you in.

Jeannie: How nice of her.

*Synthy’s look is now utterly primal. A long metal ring on her right hand smashes into Chick’s jaw and proceeds right into her eye. The crowd roots for their not-so-sane avenger.*

Jeannie: How anyone can cheer this barbaric display is beyond me.

Tom: I think they want revenge for Juri.

Jeannie: Juri! Juri! Juri! What, they can’t think for themselves?

*Aura retaliates by twisting Synthy’s wrist, pushing her back and succeeding at throwing her into the barricade, Synthy’s head bounces off, but as her eyes twitch and go back to Chick. She bounces from the barricade and uses the force to ram her head nastily into Chick’s stomach. Chick’s teeth grate, her prior look of superiority turning into a glare of despicable loathing. A heave of air blows from her lungs, but she grabs Synthy’s head and lands a gruesome DDT, cackling nasty as Synthy’s ivory skin quickly becomes a bright shade of crimson.*

Crowd: OOO! – A few children scream-

Jeannie: Right with you there, kiddies.

Tom: This can not be what Synthy was planning when she was backstage.

Jeannie: Planning? Like she would plan to bleed?! Wait... She has PLANS?! Since when?

Tom: Maybe she just does things and then screws up the people that have plans?

Jeannie: You’re so sued.


*Chick’s creepy expression sides with the crackling in her neck. With both hands, Chick pulls the bloody Synthy Eris to her feet. Wiping the blood off of her hand and onto Synthy's shirt, she crackles a smile and condescendingly pats Synthy on her non-bloody cheek. The crowd groans and hisses at Aura. Synthy’s eyes open wide. She brings her knee straight into Chick’s gut! The crowd cheers her on.*

Tom: That surely backfired on Chick right there. Arrogance will not win you the match.

Jeannie: I wouldn’t call it arrogance. Would you want someone’s blood on you?

Tom: During a situation where flesh met flesh and it was a classic grappling match of who would get off first? I wouldn’t mind it.

Jeannie: Okay... Remind me to never give you my address.

Tom: Huh?

*The referee climbs out of the ring, and tries to separate the two women! It seems like he’s been trying to get them back in the ring the entire time, ((He’s new.)), but now he’s stepped out and in between both of them. Both of them elbow him in the face as they go after each other with blows.*

Tom: And down goes the referee! It’s total anarchy at the moment!

Jeannie: AKA Synthy’s Heaven.

Tom: I wouldn’t know about Heaven, but this could be the start of Synthy’s plans to take Chick to Hell!

Jeannie: OR Chick could just destroy Synthy like she did Juri.

Tom: Or-

Jeannie: No. Admit it.

Tom: I....I can’t...

Jeannie: Why?

Tom: I’m the play by play-

Jeannie: AKA the panderer.

*Chick lifts Synthy, showing off her straight-up strength. Synthy struggles, and Chick chuckles lowly as she brings Synthy to a powerbomb position. Aura brings her down- but Synthy’s wrapped her hands around Chick’s head, bringing her face down even as she goes down! Both of the women keep pummeling each other, even as they should be laid out.*

Jeannie: I’m getting tired just looking at the brawling between these two.

Tom: They haven’t stopped since they’ve started. It seems that this has gotten personal. Deeply personal.

Jeannie: Hey, Synthy made it personal when she decided to befriend Juri.

Tom: HOW DOES THAT MAKE SENSE?!

Jeannie: Just saying. This is just business for Chick, she wants to be the only strong woman in WIG. It’s what we call “strong arm business” where I’m from.

Tom: The ghetto?

*After a few absolutely criminal hits from Chick onto Synthy’s body, Eris manages to land a nice Juri-like kick to Chick’s face.*

Jeannie: Um... OWW.

Tom: If I know enough about Juri, she’s helping Synthy by giving all her power.

Jeannie: What is this? Some stupid cartoon about friendship? Hey! I got it, what if Chick hates this friendship babble as much as I do!

*The referee finally begins to twitch, and manages to signal to the announcer. Synthy scrambles away from Chick, and just begins to scavenge beneath the ring as-*

DING DING

Finkel: The referee has declared this match as a Double Disqualification!

*The crowd goes absolutely insane.*

Jeannie: So much for a real decision.

Tom: It was the only one the referee could make. I don’t like it necessarily, but maybe it would be good to split these two women up.

Jeannie: Yeah! Bring on the boys again! Maybe Tristan will come and get his crazy sister ..

*Synthy flicks off the referee… and pulls out two chairs. Chick lunges toward her- but stopes when Synthy throws a chair toward her. Chick looks positively disgusted. She snarls as she throws the chair away. Synthy shrugs. And immediately slams Chick in the head with her own sitting unit.*

Tom: Looks like we’ll need someone out here become these two just aren’t quitting.

Jeannie: EY! The bell rang! You’re not being paid anymore. Cut it out!

Tom: I have a feeling this won’t stop until one of them is injuried!

Jeannie: Oh, great, knowing these two... This will take DAYS!

*Aura believes herself above such things, Synthy, however, is definitely not. She raises it again, and slams it straight into Aura’s stomach. Once, twice, three, four… Synthy gets yanked back by one security guard, and shoves him back into the banister. She turns, preparing to go back after Aura- but the bigger woman has gotten back on her feet and lifts Synthy above her head!*

Jeannie: Someone should tell Chick that metal to the head usually hurts.

Tom: How incredible was that near dead lift of all Synthy’s weight?!

Jeannie: Very. I wonder if she’ll call the pink one “George” and hug her, and stroke her.

Tom: Okay, now you’re going to be sued!

Jeannie: Hey, Looney Tunes has been out for fifty or so years. I think I’m covered.

*Chick’s gloating with a Gargoyle’s laughter as she throws Synthy against one of the bone-cracking ring posts. Synthy tumbles down. Chick kicks Synthy in the head, chest, abdomen... multiple times. The end doesn’t seem near at all.*

Tom: Dammit! This is starting to look just like the beat down that Juri got by Chick!

Jeannie: Funny. Isn’t this exactly what Chick said she was going to do. I think this makes her the first person to actually do what they say they are going to do in wrestling.

*The crowd is screaming its insanely negative reactions to Chick! The bestial woman seems to simply revel in this, as much as she had from beating down the fan-favored BR Juri Sadamoto. Aura goes for another vile kick, delivered to Eris’ skull.*

Jeannie: A beautiful Juri Sadamoto like kick to Synthy! Chick has stolen Juri’s power and uses it against her best friend!

Tom: Not funny.

Jeannie: So confirm it for me... We are NOT in a cartoon?

Tom: NO! This is real life and a REAL person is being hurt. You got that!?

Jeannie: Just making sure. But if I hear about the power of love or the heart of the cards, I’m out.

*Synthy growls and yanks Chick’s foot down as it flies toward her face. Blood tumbles from Eris’ skull as she leaps at chick from a kneeling position! The two women are still going at it! Aura shoves Synthy back- but she keeps a hold of her arm and pulls it, twisting behind Aura as a crackling noise emanates from Aura’s arm socket. Chick’s eyes are positively rabid as she rams her elbow into her opponents’ nose. She turns around, reaches her claws for the smaller woman, and gets met with a chair to the skull.*

Tom: Did you hear the way that chair sounded off of Chick’s head?

Jeannie: Try not feeling the physical properties of cold, hard metal now ya crazy broad.

*Synthy throws the chair down at her, even as Chick’s humongous leg slams into her stomach. Eris doubles over, and Chick stands up. The two women both have hellish intentions for the other- but what seems like dozens of security have burst out and separated them!*

Tom & Jeannie: FINALLY!

Tom: Yes, finally! We have separated two talents before they may have really hurt each othe-

Jeannie: FINALLY we can go back to the boys.

Tom: I thought women were supposed to support each other.

Jeannie: Are you implying that I’m gay?

Tom: ...No.

Jeannie: ....Cause I’m not!

*More than ten of the guards have to hold back Chick, and almost as many hold back the equally ferocious Synthy!*

Tom: Look at the drive at these two female talents. Even when being held back by multiple people, they are still trying to fight each other!

Jeannie: Gah. What drama queens! If I had that many guys holding me.

Tom: I wasn’t aware you were a slut.

Jeannie: I MEANT IT WOULD JUST LET THEM TAKE ME AWAY FROM THE FIGHT!

Tom: Sure.

*The two women are still going for each others’ throats, even as the many men hold them apart. The two women are dragged separately up the ramp, and by the time they’re escorted behind the curtain, many of the officers need back up. And are quite bruised and bloodied themselves…. *

Jeannie: You have to wonder just how this whole drama thing is going to end.

Tom: I have no idea, but I’d have to say that Karma will favor those that fight the wicked.

Jeannie: What’s a missing former EWT wrestler have to do with this?

[James E. Colvin]

Tom: Well, that last match was a doozy!

Jeannie: Nothing better than great tag team and womens wrestling!

Tom: You're not going to get any disagreements here. But we're ready for another match, so lets get ready for introductions.

*”Warriors Code” by the Dropkick Murphys plays throughout the arena.

Fink:Making his way to the ring, from South Boston, weighing in at 235 pounds, The Celtic Rebel, Damien McKnight.

*The fans wait for the Celtic Rebel, but he does not come out. His entire song plays through, and he is still not out. Eventually, a chair is thrown out through the entrance curtain. Shortly after, Damien stumbles through the curtain, and he is bloodied. Exner, accompanied by Jonathan Doe, who still has the chain around Cheyenne's waist.

Jeannie: What the hell?

Tom: We're supposed to have a match here!

Jeannie: And Jonathan's treatment of that new woman, Cheyenne, is sickening.

*Both men roll into the ring, and Exner looks to continue his beatdown, but Damien begins to fight back with a flurry of punches,and hits a huge dropkick, which sends Exner out to the floor. The bell rings, and this match finally begins.

Tom: It looks like Damien isn't completely out of this yet.

Jeannie: This might actually turn into a wrestling match.

*Jonathan Doe starts to yell at Exner down at the floor. Damien goes out to the floor to continue the beatdown on Exner, and picks him up off the ground. Damien continues the punches, and Irish whips him into the post. He begins to stomp Exner and picks him up again. He picks Exner up on his shoulders, and drops him face first onto the announce table. Damien looks to throw Exner back into the ring, but Exner hits Damien in the face with Cheyenne's chain. The ref calls for the bell. But that doesn't stop Exner. He begins whipping Damien in the torso with the chain.

Jeannie: I guess we were wrong about that.

Tom: This is just sickening. This was supposed to be a wrestling match!

Jeannie: Thats going to cause a lot of internal bleeding. Someone needs to stop this.

*Exner wraps the chain around Damien McKnight's neck, and drags him away from the ring, and up the entrance ramp and through the curtain, all the while Jonathan yells things at Exner from his book, and Cheyenne gets dragged throughout the arena.

Tom: I hope the rest of the event doesn't end up quite like this!
Jeannie: I hope not either.

[James E. Colvin]

*Andy Duke and Alexa King are walking backstage, getting ready to leave for Duke's match.

Alexa: Remember what I told you. Stay away from the high-risk. I know its a big night, but just do it for me, please? I'd hate it if you got hurt out there.

Andy: For, you, anything.

*Vin Beverly approaches

Vin Beverly: (Mockingly) For you, anything. Ma'am, once you realize how pathetic he is, give me a call.

Alexa: Excuse me, but he and I, we aren't dating.

Vin: Oh, then allow me to introduce myself. Vin Beverly. I was the guy who knocked your not-boyfriend out this past week.

Andy: Like to see you try it again...

Alexa: Andy, please. Just focus on Maxx. As for you, he and I may not be dating, but I can assure you that he's all the man I need, and more man that you'll ever be. Get the hell out of here.

Vin: When you grow up and come to your senses, give me a call. And Duke, you ever want another match, you know where to find me. I'd love to kick your ass again. And if you ever need a new girl, I got plenty, as long as you don't mind sloppy seconds.

Andy: From the way you've been talking, you don't seem to.

Vin: Very funny....(He gets nose to nose with Duke), but very stupid. See you in the funny papers.

*Vin leaves

Alexa: Yeah, but like I was saying,tonights a special night, and I just don't want you getting hurt. C'mon Andy, you ready?

Andy: (Obviously pre-occupied)......Yeah. Of course. Lets go.

[James E. Colvin]

Tom Bailey: The Stuff of Legends carries on, folks!

Jeannie Lawless: Yes sir, next up, Hardcore Hensley takes on Innocent member, Earnest.

Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Apocalyptica Ruska starts up, as the light begin to dim, as a pale blue light forms on the entrance way, as the biggest member of the Innocent and possibly WIG steps out from the back, clad in his white singlet, black hair hanging in front of his solemn looking face, as he suddenly drops down to a knee, lowering his head and saying something, before rising back up and making his way towards the ring.

Finkel: Introducing first, from The Land of Purity, weighing in at 363 pounds, he is a member of The Innocent, Earnest!

Earnest stops before the ring, stepping up onto the apron, then over the ropes, walking past Finkel to his corner of the ring, simply standing there and waiting for his opponent, a very emotionless look on the massive man's face.

Bailey: Jeannie, give me three words of your choice to describe this man.

Lawless: Size, size, size, baby!

"I'll Whip Ya Head Boy" begins, and Hardcore Hensley makes his way to the ring.

Fink: And his opponent, out of Richmond, Virginia, he weighed in this morning at approximately two hundred and fifty-two pounds...HARDCORE HENSLEY!!!

"The Hardcore One" rushes down the ramp, slapping hands with his fans. He slides into the ring, and proceeds to visit the top rope early one before retiring to his corner.

Bailey: Those who've followed Hensley over his rookie year have witnessed him become far more than a mere garbage fighter.

Lawless: You know it, his innovative offense has shocked us all.

The two men size each other up, as they stand across from each other inside the ring, Hensley and Earnest slowly stepping to the center of the ring, as Hensley does the respectful thing, offering a handshake. Earnest looks down at him, reaching out, but stopping for some reason, as he pulls his hand back, simply giving Hensley a very sad look. The smaller man raises an eyebrow, before quickly backing up, as the massive man shuts his eyes and says something inaudible, then reopening them, as the bell sounds. Hensley immediately charges forward, hitting a jumping elbow to the face, nailing Earnest with it, as he grasps his head slightly, Hensley quickly following with a series of fists to the face, clearly showing no fear of the bigger man, as he batters him with quite a few, Earnest enduring them and grimacing a bit, as Hensley quickly comes off the ropes, charging back forward, running back, as Earnest makes a grab, only for Hensley to slide underneath, then coming off the ropes again, hitting a chop block, trying to cut down the massive man, as Earnest buckles slightly, dropping to one knee, as Hensley swings back in front of him, unleashing a quick series of fists to the kneeling Earnest, then bouncing off the ropes again for a big boot. Earnest however catches him under the leg, then with no effort, hoists him up, then planting with a nasty one armed powerbomb! Hensley gasps in pain, clutching his neck, as Earnest gives a very somber look, dropping down and going for a cover. 1....2...

Bailey: Close call there.

Lawless: Remarkable strength.

Hensley kicks out. Earnest gives a rather somber look, as he reaches down, pulling his opponent up by the neck, then quickly delivering a series of clubbing blows across the neck, Hensley grasping at it, as Earnest finishes with a standing double axe handle, driving Hensley into the mat! He then steps up, pressing his boot down across the neck of Hensley, grinding it deliberately into the area, as Hardcore cringes in response, trying to remove that huge boot, but to no avail. Eventually, Earnest lifts his foot off, hoisting Hensley above his head, then charging forwards the nearest turnbuckle, Hensley however managing to slip down from his grasp, as Earnest runs right into the turnbuckle. He clutches his chest in pain, as Hensley rubs the back of his neck, then charges forward, springing off the nearby ropes, coming back with a springboard knee, nailing Earnest right in the face! He staggers back, clutching the area, as Hensley gets back to his feet, then running to the nearby turnbuckle, springing to the top rope and leaping off, looking for a flipping neck breaker, Earnest however catching him in mid move, holding him up with ease, then dropping him neck first atop the ropes nearby! Hensley bounces off, grasping again, as Earnest walks up behind him, rubbing slightly at his face, now pressing Hensley neck first across those ropes, choking the life out of him. The referee quickly comes over, administering the five count, Earnest breaking it in time at the three. Hensley falls back to the mat, as Earnest bounces off the ropes, looking for a leg drop, Hensley however managing to roll out of the way at the last second. Earnest lands hard, grimacing a bit, as Hensley immediately pounces him again, grabbing him by the head and raining down a quick series of fists, ignoring his own pain now. Earnest pushes back to his feet, rubbing that head, Hensley delivering a stiff kick to the stomach, then grabbing him for a DDT. Earnest however, blocks this, using his size, then lifting his head up and dumping him over his body with a back drop! Earnest immediately follows up, dropping another standing leg drop across the back of the neck, as Hensley gasps in pain, Earnest rolling him over and looking for the pin. 1....2...

Bailey: Hensley's nowhere near being out of this.

Lawless: Earnest looks to be just getting started.

Hensley kicks out. Earnest simply hoists the smaller man back up once again, who tries to counter with a shoulder to the gut, Earnest grimacing slightly, following with a vicious club to the back! Hensley drops back down again, rising up slowly, as Earnest grabs him by the head, delivering a vicious headbutt, sending him back down to the mat. Hensley groans, rising once again, as Earnest backs up off the ropes, charging forward for a clothesline, which Hensley ducks under, only for him to come back from behind, hitting a Northern lariat! Hensley drops back down, as Earnest rolls him over, looking once again for the cover. 1.....2...

Bailey: What a shot!

Lawless: Yikes.

Hensley yet again kicks out. Earnest rubs his head slowly, perhaps shocked by Hensley's fortitude. He simply yanks him up again, hoisting him onto his shoulders now, looking for a Fireman's Carry Flapjack. Hensley however desperately elbows free, slipping down in front, delivering a vicious kick to the leg, as Earnest grimaces a bit, Hensley delivering a few more quick ones, getting Earnest down to a knee, as he grabs him by the head now, taking him down with a HUGE DDT! The crowd pops, as Earnest falls to the mat for the first time in this match, Hensley quickly climbing atop, hooking the leg! 1....2...

Bailey: He went down, he went down!

Lawless: Hensley took the big man off his feet at last!

Earnest powers out, sending Hensley sailing off his body! Hardcore looks back, rising to his feet, as he rubs further at that neck, as he once again bounces off the ropes, taking Earnest back down as he rises with a chop block, sending the massive man crashing again to the mat! He then immediately grabs him by that leg and slaps on a Half Boston Crab! Earnest's eyes go wide, as he struggles to push Hensley off, but to no avail, as the hardcore one pulls desperately on that leg, intent on crippling the larger man! Earnest immediately tries using his other foot to kick Hensley off, but Hensley leans out of the way of these kicks, continuing to apply this hold. Eventually Earnest starts crawling towards the ropes, lunging out and grabbing tightly onto them, forcing a break. Hensley backs off, as he watches Earnest slowly rise to his feet, now rubbing at that leg, giving his opponent a rather solemn look. He stomps forward, as Hensley quickly aims another kick, the bigger man immediately catching it, Hensley quickly leaping with an Enzuigiri, Earnest however ducking under it, then holding him by both legs, takes him up over his head, looking for the Mood Killer! Hensley, sensing what is coming it seems though, immediately wraps his arms around Earnest's neck, quickly trying to wrench the air out of him with a Sleeper Hold! Earnest notices this and reaches back, grabbing Hensley by the neck, then whipping him off, Hardcore however grabbing him by the neck again, taking them both down with a falling neckbreaker!

Bailey: Hensley took Earnest out with his own self.

Lawless: He wasn't going down by his lonesome.

The two men both slam hard into the mat, as Hensley grasps again at that neck of his, laying flat on the mat, Earnest also laid out nearby, clutching at his own now.

Slowly, the duo struggle up to their feet. They meet in the center of the ring, and begin trading open handed slaps. Earnests' dish out more damage, but Hensley fires out two for every one of his. Valiantly, Hensley gains the upper hand, and pits his opponent leaning against the ropes. A true Cactus Jack clothesline sends them both tumbling over the top rope. However, while Earnest spills to the floor, Hensley catches himself. Displaying phenomenal strength, he pulls himself back into the ring. He takes a moment to breathe, preying upon Earnest as he rises back up. Bouncing off the ropes, Hensley sprints towards Earnest, flipping over the rope after him. They crash against the announce team's table causing a loud THUD that echoes throughout the W*I*G Sphere. Nearby fans turn away at the carnage. Meanwhile, the ref starts his ten count. He's at eight by the time Hensley returns, nine for Earnest.

Bailey: Sickening stuff.

Lawless: Hensley's out of his mind.

Once the giant is standing again, Hensley is already on the move. He springs himself up onto the big man's broad shoulders then quickly snaps backwards executing a graceful hurricanrana. The crowd pops nicely at Earnest sliding across the canvas. Hensley isn't done yet though, and is on the top rope before Earnest even makes it back up to his feet. Luckily for Earnest, Hensley loses his footing, allowing him to meet him. A couple of vicious forearm clubs later, and Hensley's laid out over Earnest's shoulder. He holds him while he himself goes up top. Facing the ring, Earnest looks to put him in a fireman's carry, but Hensley awakens swinging. He escapes his opposition's grasp, and knocks him on his ass. Seated on the turnbuckle, Earnest is dazed. Hensley positions himself on the middle rope beside the turnbuckle, and measures Earnest up. He bounds up and down before springing off the ropes. He turns around in midair, catching Earnest by his head, and the pair fall to the ring. Hensley finishes Earnest with a unique variation of his Pizza Cutta, though he doesn't spike him. Everybody in attendance absolutely loses it at the sight, and ringside fans bang upon the guardrails. Hensley crawls over to Earnest, and drapes his arm across his chest.

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3!

"I'll Whip Ya Head Boy" comes back.

Fink: Your winner...HARDCORE HENSLEY!!!

Bailey: What a move!

Lawless: He damn right took his head off with that!

Hardcore Hensley slowly rises to his feet, as his hand is lifted by the referee, the crowd giving a nice pop for his victory... when suddenly, the lights start to dim, before cutting off immediately. Hensley starts to look around, pretty confused, until after a few moments, the lights come back on, as the familiar figure of Joshua is standing in the ring, clutching what looks to be a steel chair. Hensley immediately looks at him with anger, preparing himself, as Joshua raises the chair high... bringing it down across Earnest's back! The crowd looks on in shock, as the big man grimaces with pain, slowly hunching up off the ground, as Joshua brings the chair across his back again, then once more. He then reaches down, ripping off Earnest's singlet, revealing his bare back, as Hensley just watches in what can only be described as... horror. Joshua finally raises the chair one more time, delivering an especially devastating shot, as Earnest's eyes go wide, the man slumping over to the mat. Joshua instantly drops the chair... as Earnest lays there, his back having suffered a rather nasty gash, a bit of blood leaking out.

Bailey: Oh my.

Lawless: What is wrong with these people!

Joshua then steps forward, looking back at Hensley with that mysterious content look in his eyes, nodding slowly, then extending a hand, seeming to want to congratulate Hensley for defeating his ally! Hensley raises an eyebrow, gazing down at that hand, then slowly reaches out, shaking it rather quickly, before Joshua smiles, stepping back again, turning around, and making his exit from the ring, as Earnest slowly rolls out from under the ropes, hobbling as well after him.

Bailey: I hope Hensley knows he's not alone in the confusion.

Lawless: The Innocent...

[James E. Colvin]

Tom: Let's change the mood a little here.

Jeannie: Yes, its not time for our entertainment.

Tom: Not that our matches haven't been entertaining enough!

*Floodlights fill the arena, focusing on the stage as strobes and camera flashes go on and off.*

Finkel: Ladies and gentlemen...please welcome your entertainment for Wrestling's Elite Genesis' VERY FIRST PAY PER VIEW...

*Every light that's next to the stage dims and the faint outlines of men and musical instruments become more and more easily discerned.*

Finkel: They have sold over ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY MILLION ALBUMS WORLDWIDE...

*Smoke machines turn on, and a haze surrounds the players.*

Finkel: Please welcome...Bon...JOOOOOOOOOOOOO-VIIIIIIIIII!

*The crowd erupts into cheers as the lead guitar begins the opening of “Have a Nice Day” and the percussion follows up, the floodlights and strobes starting back up and illuminating the instruments completely.*

Bailey: This is so exciting! Oh my God, yes! Yes! Yes! I love Bon Jovi! I LOVE this song!

Lawless: Yeah...

Why you wanna tell me how to live my liiiiiiiife?
Who are you to tell me if it's black or white?
Mama, can you try to help me understand?
Is innocence the difference 'tween a boy or man?
My daddy lived a lie, it's just the price that he paid!
Sacrificed his life, just SLAVING away!

Oh, if there's one thing I hang on to
That gets me through the night
I ain't gonna do what I don't want to!
I'm gonna live my life!
Shining like a diamond!
Rolling with the dice!
Standing on the ledge, learning how to fly!
When the world gets in my faaace
I say...HAVE A NICE DAY!

HAVE A NICE DAY!

*The crowd cheers even louder*

Take a look around you, nothing's what it seems...

*The lead singer lifts his head below a passing floodlight, and the more attentive fans notice something amiss...*

We're living in the broken home of hopes and dreams!
Let me be the first to shake your helping hand!
Everybody brave enough to take a stand!
I knocked on every door, on every dead end street

*The sound of something mechanical fouling up rips across the loudspeakers*

Looking for forgiveness, and what's left to believe?

*RIP!*

Looking for forgiveness, and what's left to believe?

*RIP!*

Looking for forgiveness, and what's left to believe?

*RIP!*

Looking for forgiveness, and what's left to believe?

*RIP!*

Bailey: Well apparently...something's not right here...

Lawless: Well obviously!

BOOM!

*The music goes silent, and the sound of breathing into the lead singer's mic starts to become audible. The band members look around and start playing awkwardly, sounding incredibly off tune.*

Deep Voice: OH MAAAAN..if there's one thing I hang on to
That gets me through the night
I ain't gonna do what I don't want to!
I'm gonna live my life!
Shilling like a diamond!
Rolling with the lice!
Standing on the edge, learning how to buy!
When the world gets in my place
I say...GET ME A BEEEEEEEEEEEER!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

OH MAAAAN..if there's one thing I hang on to
That gets me through the night
I ain't gonna do what I don't want to!
I'm gonna live my life!
Shilling like a diamond!
Rolling with the lice!
Standing on the edge, learning how to buy!
When the world gets in my place
I say...GET ME A BEEEEEEER...

When the world keeps trying to bring dragons down!
I've gotta raise my hands and SHOUT, gonna stand by my man!
I say...Get off my lawn!
GET ME A BEEEEEEEEEEEER!
GET ME A BEEEEEEEEEEEER!

*The crowd explodes in boos, garbage and other objects being thrown at the so-called “band.” Most of the members scramble off camera, leaving their instruments in a heap. The lone lead raises up both his arms, basking in the disapproval from the crowd.*

Finkel: Ladies and gentlemen...BON JOVI...........?

Tom: What...the...Hell?

*As technicians rush onto the stage to secure the gear and protect it from the flying debris, “Bon Jovi” blows kisses to his “fans” with a smirk and struts off through the curtain.*

Tom: In all my time in W*I*G I've never seen anything like this!

Lawless: Yeah, that's really saying something isn't it?

[James E. Colvin]

*Coltrane is backstage preparing for the Wild Card match when John Cena approaches him.*

Cena: Mr. Coltrane, can I get a few questions before your match.

*Coltrane gives Cena an icy glare.*

Coltrane: Go right ahead.

Cena: Well, this is your first match at an event of this level. What are your thoughts going in?

Coltrane: I never let myself get distracted. The only thing I have in mind is waht I always have in mind. to beat my opponents & take from them that which makes them so special. Then, maybe that'll be enough. I just don't know yet.

Cena: Ummm... okay. Speaking of your opponents, well, they're a pretty varied bunch. Have you any thoughts on them?

Coltrane: Jason Hereford is the most obvious threat. But he is a man scrabbling to retain some dignity. His mind will not truly be on the match. He has lost the edge he once had which will make him easy pickings for a predator such as myself.

Vin Beverly brings nothing to the table but Backbreakers. His offense is limited enough that he will also be easily disposed of.

Rosie. Rosie intrigues me. She has a viciousness that I like. Aside from Hereford, she is the biggest threat. But again, one I can easily handle. She may be vicious, but she cannot measure up to me.

Charles W. Stone, a Scotsman... I believe that says it all.

Sky Monix, (he sneers) this man is a joke. He has the privilege of working in wrestling & yet, he chooses to spend his time dancing like an idiot & looking after his hair-do? His inclusion in this match is an insult to those of us who trained for years to get to where we are.

I don't yet know what number I will be entering the match at, that is my only concern. That this match may end before I have the chance to dole out fitting punishment to all those in ths match that deserve it. If that is the case I will have to acquire what I need from them by other means. As it is, though, I think they'll all be too terrified of the prospect that I could be entering the match at any time to worry about any of the other opponents. Lady & gentlemen, I'll see you out there.

*Exit Coltrane.*

Cena: Erm... Tom, Jeannie, back to you guys.

[James E. Colvin]

Tom: We're ready for another match!

Jeannie: And I've been long looking forward to this one. Two of my favorite men here in W*I*G.

Tom: Oh will you stop?

*"Date with the Night" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs starts playing & the crowd readies itself for the entrance of Andy Duke. Alexa King walks out first & Andy follows. Duke makes his way on down to the ring as the fans respond with a few cheers. Once in the ring, Duke climbs to the top of a ringpost & raises his arms in the air.*

Tom: There is Andy Duke, with Alexa King by his side.

Jeannie: And I have no idea why he keeps her around.

*The lights in the W*I*G Sphere go out & Manowar's "Nessun Dorma" begins playing as lights swirl all over the arena.*

"Nessun dorma, nessun dorma
Tu pure, o principessa,
Nella tua fredda stanza
Guardi le stelle che tremano
D'amore e di speranza!
Ma il mio mistero e chiuso in me,
Il nome mio nessun sapra!
No, no, sulla tua bocca lo diro,
Quando la luce splendera!
Ed il mio bacio sciogliera
Il silenzio che ti fa mia!"

*The lights come to rest at the top of the ramp.*

"Dilegua, o notte!
Tramontate, stelle, tramontate, stelle!
All'alba vincero, vincero, VINCERO!"

*A huge explosion goes off at the top of the ramp & THE MAXX AWESOME makes his way on down to the ring as the remainder of the song plays. Bursts of pyro explode from the sides of the entrance ramp with every step he takes. MAXX clambers up the ring steps & pauses a moment before stepping. He stands in the very centre of the ring as a spotlight shines on him. He bows his head & raises a fist in the air. The lights come up again & Howard Finkel begins the introductions.*

Tom: And there is his opponent, the one, the only, The....MAXX AWESOME!

Jeannie: Lets send things down to Howard for the pre-match introductions.

Howard Finkel: Ladies & Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 60 minute time limit & it is your main event for the evening. Introducing first, standing in the corner to my left, being accompanied by the "King of Queens" Alexa King, from Chewelah, Washington, weighing in at 225lbs, he is a member of the King's Court... ANDYYYYY... DUUUUUUKE!

*The crowd respond with cheers for the former Cidal Squad Captain.*

Finkel:And his opponent, standing in the corner to my right, from Atlantic City, New Jersey, weighing in at 210lbs, he is "The One Man Show"... THE... MAAAAAAAAXX... AAAAAAAWWWWWWWE~SOOOOOOOOOOME!

*The audience have nothing but boos for the former Tag-Team champ as he embarks on a singles career.*

*The two men are told to shake hands. MAXX refuses & the match is on.*

DING-DING!

And with that, here, we go!

Tom: And with that, we're ready to begin this match!

*The two men lock-up. Duke manages to get a slight advantage over MAXX. He tries to force him on down. MAXX drops to one knee suddenly & takes Duke over with a Fireman's Carry. Duke is obviously taken by surprise. MAXX maintains his hold on Duke's left arm, wrenching back on it a little. Duke manages to get to his feet. He forces MAXX backwards towards the ropes & pushes him off to the opposite side of the ring. Duke catches MAXX on his way back & gives him an inverted Atomic Drop. MAXX, still standing, nurses his bruised billiards a little. Andy takes a few steps back & clocks MAXX with a running knee strike to the side of the head. MAXX falls to the ground & Andy follows up with a few elbow drops to the mid-section. He even stomps on MAXX's arm a few times & drops his elbow on that too. He tries to lock MAXX into a Cross Armbreaker, but MAXX swiftly makes it to the ropes before Duke can fully apply the hold. The referee orders Duke to release MAXX & Duke grudgingly does so, kicking MAXX once before backing off. MAXX gets back to his feet & tries locking up with Duke again. This time, MAXX whips Duke towards a corner & follows up with a clothesline. Duke is reeling a little as MAXX blasts him with big chops to the chest. With each chop MAXX delivers, the crowd lets out a "WOOOOOOO!"*

Jeannie: What vicious chops!

Tom: Those chops are both insult and injury!

*MAXX berates the audience & tells them to shut up while he's trying to work. This gives Andy an opportunity. With MAXX preoccupied by the audience, Andy tries his luck at giving out a few chops of his own. He blasts MAXX with a chop that echoes throughout the arena. A quick shot of the crowd shows that even Roderick Strong winces from the sound of this chop. Andy rears back & hits another chop... & another... & another. Each chop louder than the one that preceded it. He goes for another chop only to have MAXX block his hand. MAXX wrenches Duke's arm around in a hammerlock & switches from that move into a Crossface Chickenwing! Duke is frantically flapping his free arm about as MAXX tries to keep Andy away from the ropes. But Andy manages to get to the ropes. The ref counts 1... 2... 3... MAXX won't release the hold. Duke tries rolling outside, over the ropes & MAXX still maintains his grip. He keeps the hold on Duke even as they are outside the ring, the referee counting out both men. The referee reaches a count of 4 & Duke is clearly losing it. MAXX finally releases Andy from the hold & lets the seemingly unconscious Duke slump to the ground. MAXX rolls right back inside & waits for the ref's count to get to 10. Alexa can be heard loudly cheering Andy on.*

Tom: Maxx might win this by count-out!

*At 7, Duke begins to stir. He's getting back up with a little help from Alexa. At 8 he's rather shakily on his feet. At 9 he's moving towards the ring, he manages to slide in just before the ref hits 10, halting the count. MAXX can't believe it. He goes on the offensive again & slides into Duke with a basement dropkick just as he's returning to the ring. MAXX grabs a hold of Duke's left leg & drops his own leg across it in a leg-breaker sort of manoeuvre. MAXX maintains his hold on Andy's leg & twists it around with a Spinning Toe Hold. Andy uses his free leg to kick MAXX off. MAXX attempts to re-apply the hold & Duke kicks him off again. MAXX, getting more pissed off as time goes on, tries to re-apply the hold yet again. Before he can even get a hold of Duke's legs, Duke kips up, simultaneously kicking MAXX in the face! MAXX stumbles back to a corner & Duke is quick to follow up. He nails MAXX with a Monkey Flip from the corner & heads to the top rope. Duke leaps up & indicates that he's aiming for a 450 Splash. Alexa admonishes Andy for doing so & he dismounts the turnbuckles. Instead he waits until MAXX stands & hits him with a Shining Wizard. The referee counts...*

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KICKOUT!

Tom: Almost beat him!

Jeannie: You See? Duke was going to win the match, but that....woman got in the way and ruined it. Thats why I like Maxx. No baggage in the way.

Tom: I thought you liked both of them.

*MAXX returns to his feet, realising just how close he came to defeat in the last few seconds. He charges at Duke looking to hit a surprise Shining Wizard of his own. Duke ducks MAXX's attempted strike & MAXX lands stomach first on the mat. Duke takes advantage & cinches an Ankle Lock on MAXX. MAXX manages to turn himself onto his back & he kicks Andy back to the ropes. Andy rebounds & MAXX attempts to roll him up into a Small Package...*

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KICKOUT!

Tom: Another near victory for Maxx!

*Both men are on their feet & both are now being extremely wary of each other. MAXX goes for a "MAXX Factor", but Duke ducks it & attempts a Sweep. MAXX dodges by jumping over Duke's legs. MAXX tries to grab Duke for "The MAXX Effect", but Duke stops the move mid-swing & elbows MAXX in the back of the head. Then Duke drops MAXX face first on the mat with an inverted STO. Duke tries to trap MAXX in the Cidal-Lock, but MAXX has one hand on the ropes. The referee orders Duke to release MAXX before he's even got the hold fully applied. Duke gets into a bit of a spat with the ref. Seizing the opportunity, MAXX grabs Duke from behind & goes for a Schoolboy Roll-Up, keeping a tight grip on Duke's shorts as he does so. The ref counts...*

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KICKOUT!

Tom: Maxx almost stole won there.

Jeannie: Its only cheating if you get caught. Just ask your wife.

Tom: Ex-wife, thank you very much.

*Andy tells off the ref again, making it clear that MAXX was holding onto his shorts during the pin. Alexa yells from ringside that Andy needs to keep his mind on the match. As soon as he turns to face her, MAXX takes Duke down with a Chop Block. "Never turn your back on The One Man Show, bitch!" he yells. MAXX continues to stomp on Andy's leg. He picks him up & gives him a knee-breaker then goes right back to working on the leg while Andy lies on the ground in pain. MAXX drives his elbow into Andy's leg, kneading & twisting it as Andy writhes in pain. MAXX drops his own leg across Duke's once again & sits there trying to bend Duke's leg in a direction it was not meant to go (that'd be sideways). MAXX continues pulling & twisting Andy's leg, but Andy just won't give up. MAXX tries a different approach & focuses on Andy's arm. The change takes Duke by surprise so he's unprepared to defend against it. MAXX stomps on Andy's arm; he locks him into a Fujiwara Armbar. Andy manages to inch his way towards the ropes, his arm killing him the entire time. Reaching out with his right arm, Duke grabs the bottom rope & MAXX is forced to let go.*

Tom: Andy's lucky he got to the rope.
Jeannie: I thought it was over for sure.

*As he gets to his feet again, MAXX kicks Andy in the head a little. Andy sits up in the middle of the ring as MAXX runs the ropes. He bounds off one set of ropes & hits Andy with a Rolling Neck Snap. Continuing his new game plan of focusing on the head, MAXX traps Andy in a seated Figure-4 Neck Lock. Andy is able to get his foot to the rope & MAXX must, again, relinquish the hold. The ref forces MAXX to back off as he checks on Andy. Duke shoves the ref away. "I don't want your help!" he says. Duke charges towards MAXX & takes "The One Man Show" down with a strong clothesline. MAXX is surprised by Andy's sudden burst of energy & the strength he displays. Andy flips MAXX over & tries to cinch in a Camel Clutch, but MAXX gets to his knees before Duke can get the hold fully locked in. MAXX rolls outside the ring for a bit of a breather. Duke follows him out & gives chase to him around the ring. MAXX eventually gets back inside the ring. He grabs the ref & tosses him back at Duke. Andy collides with the official & both men are down. MAXX exits the ring again & shoves Howard Finkel from his seat. MAXX grabs the chair as Finkel hastily exits. Alexa confronts MAXX & tries to wrestle the chair from his grasp. As the two play tug-of-war over the chair, MAXX shoves it towards Alexa & digs her in the gut with it. MAXX slides back into the ring & waits for Andy to get up. As soon as he does, MAXX springs off the ropes & cracks Duke in the head with the chair. Andy's forehead & nose are bleeding now & MAXX intends to keep the pressure on. He swiftly slides the chair back out & gets Andy in a Sleeper Hold. Duke is having none of it, he starts fighting his way out of the hold. He gets to his feet & takes MAXX out with a modified Stunner. Both wrestlers are down, but the referee is back up. He starts counting them both down. At 4 Andy is starting to stir. He quickly crawls over to Awesome & covers him...*

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KICKOUT!

Tom: Oh my, another near fall!

Jeannie: Just what is it going to take to end this match?

*Even MAXX is a little shocked that he managed to kick out of that. Nonetheless both competitors are back up & brawling again. Duke gets a slight advantage, he hooks MAXX up for a suplex, but MAXX blocks it. He counters with an Implant DDT. MAXX isn't ready to pin Andy just yet though. He tries to give Duke a Curb Stomp, but Andy prevents MAXX from grabbing his arms. Andy turns over, grabs MAXX's legs & takes AWESOME to the ground. Andy then quickly locks on a Sharpshooter. MAXX is yelling! He's in intense pain & it seems like he's seconds from tapping out. In absolute agony, MAXX drags himself & Duke towards the ropes. MAXX barely gets his hand to the ropes & Duke releases the Sharpshooter. MAXX, audibly, breathes a sigh of relief. Andy grabs MAXX's leg & drags him back to the middle of the ring, but MAXX sits up & pokes Duke in the eyes just sneakily enough to stop the referee seeing. Duke reels back a little, temporarily blinded. MAXX gets to his feet & delivers a dropkick to Duke's knees. Duke stumbles & falls, kneeling on one leg. MAXX follows up with a devastating Shining Wizard to Duke! He covers...*

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KICKOUT!

Tom: These men, well, they are proving that they indeed have...the stuff of legends.

Jeannie: Normally I'd knock you for making such a stupid pun, but you're absolutely correct.

*Where on Earth is Duke getting this energy from? Whatever the cause, it doesn't seem like he'll be running out any time soon. Andy starts fighting back like never before, peppering MAXX with stiff elbow shots before finishing him off with an enzuguiri. Duke is getting pumped up; he can feel that Fighting Spirit! When MAXX gets back to his feet, Duke nails him with a Brainbuster! MAXX is seemingly out for good. Duke swiftly climbs to the top rope & flies off with a Shooting Star Press as Alexa yells at him! MAXX manages to evade the move just in time & Duke crashes onto the mat. Alexa looks in concerned from ringside. MAXX tries to attack Duke by kicking him in the ribs, but Andy still has the wherewithal to roll out of the way. He gets to his feet & tries to lock up with MAXX again. This time, Duke quickly whips MAXX into a corner & follows up with a Stinger Splash. Andy turns MAXX around & clubs him in the back. MAXX is now facing into the ringpost. Andy Places MAXX on the top turnbuckle, his back still facing into the ring. Andy scales the ringpost on the outside & grabs onto MAXX's waist. He goes for the "Moment of Clarity"! But MAXX blocks it, holding onto the ropes with all his might. Duke flips harmlessly into the ring as MAXX gloats a little from his position on the top rope. He taps at one of his temples with his finger, "That's Awesome... Awesome to..." His little shtick is cut off as Andy delivers a HUGE dropkick to MAXX's back. MAXX falls down into a Tree of Woe position & Andy flows up with a Chrs Sabin style Hesitation Dropkick. MAXX falls from the turnbuckle & slumps back into the ring.*

Tom: That dropkick was a thing of beauty.

Jeannie: I don't like it when they hit eachother with kicks so close to their faces. Their beautiful faces.

*Duke picks MAXX up & hooks both of his arms. He's going for a Tiger Bomb! But MAXX reverses it! Using all his strength he drops Duke with a modified VERTEBREAKER! MAXX is exhausted, Duke is down! The crowd are in absolute awe! MAXX is barely able to get up. He slowly crawls towards Andy's body & aims to turn him over for a cover. MAXX is struggling to even get the energy to turn Andy over onto his back. As Andy continues to lie face down, an idea crosses MAXX's mind. He doesn't have to cover Andy. Instead he opts to go for a Nagata Lock I! MAXX ties up Andy's legs & cranks up the pressure as much as he can. Duke shakes his head vehemently! There's no way he's going to tap out! MAXX keeps the pressure on as much as he can. Andy, with blood-pouring down his face, crawls towards the ropes with his right arm outstretched. Alexa is willing him on from ringside. She starts pounding the mat & the crowd stomps along with her. Andy reaches out & drags himself forward another few inches. He finally reaches the ropes, but MAXX keeps the hold locked on. the referee begins his count... 1... 2... 3... MAXX finally relinquishes as Alexa puts her arms around Andy from ringside. MAXX interrupts this touching scene by stomping on the fallen Andy. Alexa gets to the ring apron & starts yelling at MAXX. MAXX has a few choice words for Alexa himself (none of which are particularly nice). After their verbal exchange Alexa hauls off & tries to slap MAXX right across the face. MAXX blocks her hand & a look of fear crosses Alexa's face. MAXX doesn't have time to do anything as Duke is back on his feet. He takes MAXX overhead with a German Suplex. MAXX crashes on the mat & sits up nursing his head & neck. As he sits, Duke rushes him & kicks him right in the mush. Duke tries to tie MAXX up with the Cidal-Lock, but MAXX resists. He fights Duke off from the ground & manages to trip Andy with a Drop Toe-Hold. MAXX segues right into a STF. MAXX cranks back on the hold as much as he can Duke looks forward with blood running down his face. The ropes seem like they're miles away. There's no way Andy can reach them. Andy uses as much strength as he can to turn over. Now MAXX is on the mat with his shoulders down...*

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Tom: I am in Awe right now!

Jeannie: There is nothing more I can say about what is going on in this ring!

Tom: I agree. Lets let the action speak for itself.

*MAXX manages to shove Andy off him. Duke is smirking in the knowledge that he still has an advantage over MAXX. MAXX looks a bit flustered that Duke took him buy surprise like that. The two men lock up again & Duke tries to give MAXX another Brainbuster. MAXX manages to reverse it & takes Andy over with a Suplex/Neckbreaker combo. MAXX heads to the top rope & aims a wink at Alexa who turns her back in repulsion. MAXX leaps off the top with a "Money Shot" splash, but Andy gets his knees up & MAXX crashes right on to Duke's shins. MAXX recoils, holding his ribs in pain. As soon as MAXX is standing, Duke whips him into a corner. He hits a Stinger Splash on MAXX & turns him around so he's facing into the corner. Andy sets MAXX on the top rope & quickly scales the ropes from outside the ring. He's going to attempt the "Moment of Clarity" again. Alexa pleads with him to find a less dangerous way of finishing things, Duke simply looks at her & yells back "I HAVE TO!". But this momentary hesitation has given MAXX time to get his bearings again. From the angle he & Duke are at, MAXX is able to Low Blow Andy without the referee seeing. A pained expression crosses Andy's face & a look of shock crosses Alexa's. MAXX doesn't waste any time. He slips down the turnbuckles & Grabs Andy by the head, nailing him with the "The MAXXterpiece"! MAXX goes for a cover...*

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DING-DING-DING!

Tom: What a match!

Jeannie: Indeed, but I have a feeling this issue may not be completely over with.

*"Nessun Dorma" begins to play again as Finkel makes to announcement official.*

Finkel: Here is your winner... THE... MAXX AWE~SOME!

*MAXX celebrates in the ring like crazy! He goads Alexa as she gets in the ring to check on Andy. MAXX slips out of the ring after the referee raises his hand with a big "I told you so" look on his face. It's clear, though that the match left him thoroughly exhausted. As soon as he reaches the top of the ramp he takes a bow &, again, a woman emerges from behind the curtain to hand him a bouquet of flowers. He blows kisses to the audience & bows again as the woman applauds. A quick cut back to the ring shows that Andy Duke is furious & this conflict may not yet be over.*

[James E. Colvin]

Fink: And now it is time for your main event, but before we start with the match, let me introduce to you, your guest color commentator, the owner of Pro Wrestling W*I*G, James E. Colvin!

*Generic old jazz plays, as James E. Colvin walks down to the announce table, looking very pleased. He puts on a headset.

Tom: Well, it’s a pleasure to have you here.

James: The pleasure is all mine, Tom and Jeannie.

Fink: The following match is a Wild Card Match, and it is your main event for the evening. The rules are as follows: Two men will start. At intervals, another competitor will enter. There will be six competitors in all. There will be only one elimination, which can happen at any time during the match. The winner will be given a place in the first ever W*I*G Heavyweight Title match.

*James E. Colvin stands up, and has a house microphone.

James: One more thing, Howard. There are…NO DISQUALIFICATIONS.

*The crowd cheers.

Fink: Introducing first…..

* “Living for the Weekend” by Hard-Fi plays over the loud speakers.

Fink: From San Diego, California, weighing in at 211 pounds….Jason Hereford!

*Hereford cockily walks down to the ring.

Tom: Now normally, you would say that Jason has a distinct disadvantage going into this match, but with eliminations being able to happen anytime, I wouldn’t be so sure to say that.

Jeannie: Right you are Tom. It’ll be interesting to see exactly what happens if an elimination occurs before everyone gets into the match.

Tom: If that happened to me, I would be very mad.

James: That might be an understatement.

Fink: And the second competitor…..

*Bagpipes fill the air in the arena while the lights dim, turning to light blue and white spotlights that search the arena. They all focus on the ramp. The bagpipes fade out, yielding to Alice Cooper's "School's Out", which blares as Chaz parts the curtain with force and stands at the ramp, working his hands against each other, then lifting a fist. He jokes and jabbers with the male fans and flirts with the female fans as he walks the aisle, then slides into the ring head-first. He stands up and pulls off his kilt, folding it quickly and stashing it in the corner before preparing for the match ahead with a few last-minute stretches.

Fink: From Seattle, Washington by way of Endinburgh, Scotland, weighing in at 280 pounds, Charles W. Stone.

Tom: So, we know are first to competitors

Jeannie: Jason is gonna have his hand full with Stone.

James: So, without any further ado, lets start it out with the main event for Crap-a-Mania!

*Jason tries to start things off with some high-paced offense. He rebounds off the rope, and goes for a cross-body, but Stone is able to catch him, and hit’s a huge fallaway slam

Tom: Jason is gonna have to go back to the drawing board.

Jeannie: Yeah, that type of offense doesn’t look like its gonna work against Stone.

James: I hope for his sake, he does rethink things, otherwise we’re going to have a very short main event, and I don’t want to have to answer to a lot of angry Pro Wrestling W*I*G fans!

Tom: I don’t blame you.

Jeannie: Me either.

*Stone locks Jason in a Boston Crab, but Jason elbows Stone in the back of the knee, forcing him to not only break the hold, but to go down to one knee.

Jeannie: Well, that was a nifty counter.

Tom: Indeed it was.

James: I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a counter quite like that before in my many years in the business.

Tom: That’s what so great about Pro Wrestling W*I*G. It really is innovative. Where else where you have a match like this?

James: At the risk of sounding like a corporate shill, I’m going to have to agree with you.

*Jason bounces off the ropes again, but hits the semi-downed Stone with a shining wizard.

Tom: That hit its mark.

Jeannie: Maybe Jason heard us, because his second attempt at hitting something worked.

James: Hold on…

*Jason Hereford goes for a cover

Tom: Jason going to try to end this early.

James: A sound strategy by the young whippersnapper.

*The ref begins to count.

1

*Kickout by Stone at 1.

Jeannie: Well, that strategy doesn’t seem to have worked very well.

Tom: I’m getting word that our third competitor is getting ready to enter.

Jeannie: Wonder who it’ll be!?!?!

*A countdown appears in the bottom corner of the screen.

5

4

3

2

1

Fink: Introducing the third competitor……

* “The Island” by The Decemberists plays over the sound system.

Fink: Making his way to the ring, from Panama City, Florida, weighing in at 265 pounds, Vin Beverly!

Tom: Another big man in the match. Things do not bode well for Jason Hereford!

Jeannie: Things don’t bode well for anyone! This is the man who knocked out Andy Duke last week.

*Vin Beverly takes his time getting to the ring, jawing with some fans, and trying to swoon some women. Once he gets to the ring, he stops and gets a chair from under the ring before entering.

James: I hope Mr. Beverly knows what he’s doing. The match could be over by the time he gets into the ring, the match might be over.

*Vin picks up his chair, and looks to hit Jason Hereford with it. But Jason scouts it, and is able to duck. However, the chair still connects, but with Chaz Stone’s head!

Tom: Oooh! That was a vicious shot!

Jeannie: That might be it!

James: No finish will happen though with two men both wanting that title shot, though.

Jeannie: Right you are.

*Jason Hereford and Vin Beverly get face to face now. Vin goes for a punch, but Hereford ducks it , and hit’s a forearm to the face. Hereford goes for a kick to the gut, but Vin catches it, and spins him around. But Hereford surprises Vin Beverly with a huge PELE KICK!

Tom: Pele kick!

Jeannie: Oh my!

James: Now that might be it!

*Jason Hereford goes for the cover on Beverly, but before the referee can begin his count, Charles Stone pulls Hereford off of Vin. He hoists Hereford up onto his shoulders, and goes towards the ropes.

Jeannie: Uh-oh!

Tom: I think I know what he’s going for!

*Stone hit’s a Caber Toss, vaulting Jason Hereford over the ropes and hard to the arena floor.

Tom: What a Caber Toss!

Jeannie: Hereford might have just become a non-factor here.

James: He may need medical attention.

Jeannie: So does that mean he’s eliminated.

James: The only way the be eliminated in this match is by pinfall or submission. You can leave the ring as much and forever long you want.

Tom: Sorry, but once again, I am getting word that our forth competitor is ready to enter.

*Medical personal come to ringside to check out Hereford, and help him to the back. The countdown appears again.

5

4

3

2

1

Fink: Introducing your fourth competitor in this Wild Card Match.

* “St. Anger” by Metallica plays throughout the arena.

Fink: Making her way to the ring, representing “The Innocent”, From the Land of Purity weighing in at 200 pounds, Rosie.

*Rosie makes her way to the ring, but before getting into the ring, she goes and grabs some plunder from under the ring. First another a chair, and then a baseball bat, and finally, a table.

Tom: Rosie making this match a lot more interesting.

Jeannie: And she’s possibly making this match shorter.
*Rosie sets up the table, but Stone cuts her off before she can do anything with a kick to the gut.

Jeannie: Stone looks to be possibly setting Rosie up to be sent through that that table.

Tom: Now that might be the end of the match if he does that.

*Rosie, knowing that this is a no-DQ match, hits Stone with a blatant low-blow, and sends Stone through the table with uranage. She then locks Stone in a triangle choke.

Tom: Can Stone survive this triangle choke?

Jeannie: Lets find out!

*Before Stone can escape or submit, Vin Beverly cracks Rosie with the baseball bat!

Jeannie: Oh my!

Tom: That was a homerun swing! Oh, I am getting word that our final competitor is ready to enter.

*The countdown appears on the screen again, and rather than going for a cover, Vin Beverly awaits for the fifth competitor.

5

4

3

2

1

Finkel: Introducing your fifth competitor…..

*“Flashlight” by Parliament is played.

Fink: From Santa Barbara, California, weighing in at 230 pounds, “The Black Apostle”, Sky Monix!

*Sky Monix makes his way to ringside, but rather than entering the ring, he grabs multiple tables out from under the ring. He sets two tables up outside the ring, and brings one into the ring. While Beverly is awaiting Monix, Stone hits Vin in the back with a chair!

Jeannie: Perhaps a receipt for that chair shot earlier in the match.

Tom: Even if it wasn’t, it sure was effective.

*Monix sets up the table he brought with him in the corner. Stone attacks him from behind, and then picks him up in a power bomb position. Monix is able to reverse it to a headscissor takedown over the top rope through one of the tables!

Tom: Sky Monix needs to try his best to capitalize.

*All of a sudden, the lights go completely out. When the come back on, the ring is cleared except for Monix, the table and…..

Tom: Oh my god, its Coltrane!

*Coltrane surprises Monix by not making a formal entrance. He him up, and hit’s a running power bomb through the table in the corner. He goes for the cover!

1

2

*Jason Hereford runs into the ring, after receiving medical care in the back, and attempts to break up the pin.

3

*Hereford lands on the pin, just milliseconds after the three count. He gets up, justifiably mad.

Fink: Here is your winner, Coltrane.

*Coltrane celebrates, as James E. Colvin gets on the mic.

Colvin: Congratulations, Coltrane. And for all you who weren’t as fortunate as him, remember, next month, at Date with Destiny, many matches will have championship implications. So keep positive.

Tom: And that is a wrap from the W*I*Gsphere. What a night!

Jeannie: What a night. We laughed, we cried, we were disgusted, but most of all, we were entertained.

Tom: That we were! Join us next month on PPV, as Pro Wrestling W*I*G presents, "Date With Destiny", a PPV which, occcording to our Owner, will have heavyweight championship implications written all over it!

Jeannie: And don't forget to watch on every week, for free, on W*I*G Vindication! And be sure to check us out on the web. Join the fan nation, and get the latest, up-to-the-minute news and notes, and also talk with other fans, and even some staff and wrestlers!

Tom: So for all the people made this possible, and for the lovely lady to right, Jeannie Lawless, I'm Tom Bailey, and you've been watching The Stuff of Legends!



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