BMWF Bedlam Part III

Date : 6/7/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Von Braun Civic Center - Huntsville, Alabama

JR:Ladies and Gentlemen, Michael Bole is standing by with the newest member of the Church of Legends...Lowedown!

King:I don't know what these guys are all about, but it's scaring me already!

JR:Folks, let's go to Michael Bole who is with Lowedown.

(The Bruisertron lights up to show Lowedown and Flame standing with Michael Bole in the Church of Legnds locker room as Lowedown is seen taking his silk tie off and placing it on the table in front of him. Flame helps Lowedown remove his suit jacket as he looks in the mirror and smiles...)

Bole:I would like to ask you to explain what you meant by saying you've held multiple titles at multiple times. Are you saying that you don't want a re-match for the World title against Tyrone Smith?

Lowedown:That's the total opposite of what I said Bole. Why don't you focus for a second and listen to me. As you know, I was a...

FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME...World Heavyweight champion! I have won just about every belt minus a Light-Heavyweight title and the Women's title! Let's face it Bole! You're more of a woman than I'll ever be!

JR:Well that was uncalled for!

King:But it's true! HAHAHA!

Lowedown:I'm not saying that I want that World title around my waist again and I know one day I will be the World champion down the line, but I am more interested in doing what I do best...

Bole:Which is?

Flame:Need you ask Bole? He's the best at whooping @$$ all around the world!

Lowedown:She couldn't be more on the money! The people around here need to learn that just because I'm not the World champion right now doesn't mean I've lost my step. It only means I have fifteen pounds less in my luggage right now. Bole, you know me well enough to know that I don't need a belt to show that I am still one of the belt wrestlers going today. Look at my track record Bole and then realize that I don't lie when it comes to what I can do here. And now that the Legends are together and we all have a collective goal, the rest of the BMWF better watch where they tread.

Bole:Where they tread? Why is that?

Lowedown:For the simple reason...we will send them straight to hell!

(Reno suddenly is seen sticking his head out of the bathroom...)

Reno:Lowe?

Lowedown:I was using it in a positive way.

Reno:Well...I guess I can let it slide this time.

Flame:Thank you Reno.

Lowedown:Look at it this way Bole. I am going back to my old school way of thinking. Kicking @$$ and showing class! But in a sort of "Prophet of Pain" kind of thing. Know what I mean?

Bole:Well I...

Lowedown:Of course you don't Bole. Maybe if you spent less time hiding in the women's locker room and doing some actual reporting here, people would treat you better.

Bole:I've never...

Lowedown:Look Bole. I have to get dressed and ready for my match so if you don't mind stepping out of the room...

(Flame politely takes Michael Bole by the arm and escorts him to the door, but not before Dozer is seen standing with a collection box around his neck. Dozer looks down at the collection box as Michael Bole nervously reaches into his pocket and pulls five dollars out of his pocket and places it in the box...)

Dozer:The Church thanks you for your donation my son. Go in peace.

(Michael Bole leaves the room as Flame looks over at her husband...)

Flame:You took his lunch money.

Lowedown:For the greater good my love.

Flame:Good point.

fade...

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a six man tag team match scheduled for one fall.

At a total combined weight of 738 pounds...
Box... Sledge... White Lightning... THE CHICAGO WAY

(The arena darkens and a series of pyrotechnics goes off near the entrance. "Cowboys From Hell" by Pantera explodes around the arena.)

PA: Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

(Out of the entrance steps Jerry "The Sledge" Girbowski, White Lightning, and Bob "Box" Bartelstein. They explode from behind the curtains.... Sledge poiunts to the ring with his hammer as Box starts beating him on the chest.... obviously saying stuff to fire Sledge up..., White Lightning cockily looks upon the crowd.... )

Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!

King: TCW standing alongside Lowedown... who ever thought they'd see the day...

JR: It only makes sence King.... these men despite all their personal flaws have become loved by our fans....

(As the members of TCW arrive at the ring steps they hand their weapons to a stage hand to take to the time keepers table....)

(Sledge jumps onto the second turnbuckle on one corner.... Box onto another, and White Lightning to a third, they pose and start gesturing to the crowd to fire them up...)

King: I DON'T KNOW JR, BUT ONE THING'S FOR SURE. THIS MATCH IS DESTINED FOR GREATNESS!!!!!


LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 740 pounds...
Dreadnaught... LoweDown... "Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne...THE URBAN LEGENDS

KING: Boy, I sure miss the good ol' days of the bWo! Why don't these guys just go back to being the bWo?

PA: CONSIDER THIS AN INVITATION TO MY GANGSTA NATION!
 
(The Brusiertron shows an image of a spinning globe. It slows down and pauses over the US. The outline of California glows red, and then screen zooms in on the stage. It is engulfed in red, and this spreads throughout the US. Then the screen changes to the words “Church of Legends”, before pyro explodes from the stage. “Gangsta Nation” by Westside Connection blasts through the Von Braun Civic Center. Dreadnaught emerges through the smoke and stands on the top of the stage. He is dressed in his “Psychotic 1” basketball jersey and black baggy jeans. He holds his hands up high and makes his way down to the ringside area, waiting for his partners.)
 
JR: This will certainly be a test for the new Church of Legends!


(Highway to Hell begins to pour thru the Von Braun center as an image of the earth appears on the Bruisertron. The image is magnified unitl it shows a deserted highway with a roadsign that says "Hell Population 3")

PA: GOING MY WAY!?!?!?

(Highway to Hell begins to pump thru the arena sending the fans in the Von Braun Center to their feet as Reno steps thru the curtain wearing his black wrestling leathers and his clerics tunic.)

JR: These fans in Huntsville are about to erupt as Reno Fontayne makes his long awaited return to the Von Braun center King!

King: Of course they love him! this is the heart of the bible belt! These guys would send Reno money if he asked them too!

(Reno slowly makes his way up the ring steps as he enters the ring the lights dim and bright white spotlights shine down on him as he stands triumphantly in the center of the ring.)

JR: RENO, DREADNAUGHT, And Now Lowedown!!

King: There all Has beens!!

JR: Who's that guy over there, King?

KING: I think that's the BMWF applicant named Jesus Christ over there! Maybe he'll perform a miracle and turn all these morons into winos or something!

JR: I think they already are!

KING: HALLELUJAH! IT'S A MIRACLE!


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
LoweDown punches Sledge.
The crowd erupts.
Sledge chops LoweDown.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Sledge.
LoweDown kicks Sledge.
The crowd is giving LoweDown a standing ovation.
LoweDown hits Sledge.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
LoweDown kicks Sledge.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown takes Sledge down with a dropkick.
LoweDown gets a full nelson on Sledge.
Sledge gets ahold of the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds.
LoweDown whips Sledge into the ropes, but Sledge reverses it.
LoweDown hits Sledge with a kick.
LoweDown uses a pumphandle slam on Sledge.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown uses a flying elbowdrop on Sledge.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, White Lightning makes the save.
LoweDown whips Sledge into the ropes.
Sledge smacks LoweDown with a devastating clothesline .
Sledge tags out to White Lightning.
Reno Fontayne enters the ring and throws Sledge out of the ring.
Reno Fontayne hits White Lightning with a bulldog.
LoweDown takes White Lightning down with a flying elbowdrop.
LoweDown pulls the tights.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
LoweDown complains about a slow count.
Reno Fontayne leaves the ring.

Tags are made!

JR:Lowedown has Box in a side headlock and he's really squeezing down hard!

King:Lowedown and Box have definitely not seen eye to eye before and now they are finally in the ring against each other!

(Lowedown backs into the ropes and forces Box into the corner. Lowedown slowly pulls away and then rakes the eyes of Box. Lowedown then lifts Box's head up just enough to deliver a thunderous knife edge chop that rocks Box back. Lowedown hip tosses Box out of the corner and immediately follows behind him with a dropkick to the back of his head. Lowedown pops back up on his feet and looks to the crowd as he then takes Box by the ankles and drives his boot into the stomach of Box. Flame leaps up onto the apron as she distracts the referee long enough for Lowedown to drive his knee into the groin of Box...)

JR:Lowedown is using his wife as a distraction!

King:Actually, she has quite a few distractions! WOO-HOO!

JR:Look at this! Lowedown and Box are in the ring! Both men are staring each other down as Lowedown is actually smiling at Box!

King:Something isn't right here!

(Lowedown stands in the middle of the ring with Box in the center of the ring as Lowedown takes a step back and looks at the crowd before he locks up with Box in the center of the ring. Both men fight for dominance in the center of the ring before Lowedown finally manages to shove Box back into the corner. Lowedown shrugs his shoulders as the crowd looks on in disbelief...)

JR:Lowedown showed a sample of his power by forcing Box into the corner!

King:Not bad for someone who got beat by the man he pushed! HAHAHA!

(Lowedown locks up with Box again and locks an arm bar lock on Box right away, From out of nowhere, Lowedown catches Box with a backwards heel kick right to the side of the head. Box drops to the mat as Lowedown tags out to Dread as both men quickly pick Box up and deliver a double chokeslam...)

Dread throws Box into the corner.

He tags in White Lightning.
 
JR: Dreadnaught hammers White Lightning in the corner.
Dreadnaught hits a knee lift.
White Lightning stumbles out of the corner.
Dreadnaught leaps to the top rope.
Dreadnaught delivers a bulldog on White Lightning.
 
(Dreadnaught taunts Box and draws him in the ring.)
 
JR: The ref is keeping Box out!
Dreadnaught whips Lightning into his corner!
 
King: They are triple teaming White Lightning!
 
JR: Reno and Lowedown hammer Lightning with forearms.
Dreadnaught continues to taunt the Chicago Way!
Dreadnaught shoves Sledge off of the apron.
Lightning finally struggles out of the corner!
 
King: Watch out!
 
JR: Dreadnaught connects to the chin of Lightning with a superkick!
 
King: Lightning won’t strike again after that!
 
JR: Dreadnaught goes for a cover.
1…2…Box break the pin up!
 
King: He saved him there!
 
JR: Dreadnaught pulls White Lightning off of the mat and drags him to his corner.
Dreadnaught locks on a headlock and tags in Lowedown.
Lowedown fires a kick to the gut of Lightning.
Dreadnaught leaves the ring.

Lowedown and Lightning tag out! 


JR: Reno and Box are staring each other over in the center of the ring!
King: Reno blames Box for costing him and Dread those tag titles TCW now has!

JR: OH MY! Box Just Slapped Reno! He's challenging him!

(Reno begins slowly rubbing his sore cheek as a large grin crosses the former IC champions face.)

**SMACK!!**

JR: RENO JUST LEVELED BOX WITH THOSE TRADEMARK KNIFE EDGE CHOPS!

(Reno pounces on the fallen Box and begins driving hard right hands to the forehead of the tag team champion. Box appears dazed as the referee orders Reno to quit using his closed fist.)

King: He's cheating JR!
JR: He's the dirties player in the game today!

(Reno stops pummeling Box as the referee almost DQ's Reno. Reno immedeatly grabs Box's head and begins bouncing it off of the ring mat:)

JR: Reno has snapped King!
King: He's about to get Biblical on Box's
JR: Hey' this is a family show!
King: SORRY!

(Reno pounds his chest as he steps onto the face of Box and begins grinding his size 13 boot into the forehead and eyes of the Chicago bred wrestler.)

JR: Quick tag to Lowedown!

(Reno and Lowedown whip Box hard into the corner. Reno grabs Lowedown and whips him hard into Box. Lowedown levels Box with a devestating clothesline as Box staggers out of the corner Reno hits him with a quick dropkick sending him hard back into the corner.)

JR: Classic tag team wrestling by the Legends.
King: How come when they do it it's classic! When anybody else does it it's cheating!
JR: That's just the way I call it King!

Box tags out as does Lowedown.

Sledge nails Dreadnaught.

JR: Dreadnaught needs to make a tag here!

(Dreadnaught ducks away from Sledge and rolls into the Legends corner.)

JR: Tag to Reno!

(The BMWF fans in Huntsville erupt as the Preacher enters the ring catching Sledge with a fast dropkick sending him hard to the ring apron.)

JR: Here comes! White Lightning!

(Reno catches White Lightning with powerslam sending the younger wrestler out thru the ropes near the Legends corner.)

JR: Bad news for White Lightning! Lowedown is waiting out there for him!

(Lowedown whips white lightning hard into the timekeepers table sending drinks and papers as well as BMWF officials flying.)

JR: Look out Reno!

(Box sprints across the ring toward Reno who at the last second ducks and connects with a)

JR: SUPERKICK!!

(The Huntsville crowd erupts again as Reno stands over the fallen TCW members!)

JR: Dreadnaught is back in the ring. They have Sledge up! What are they!

(Dreadnaught and Reno both pick Sledge up onto their shoulders and raise him into the air in a double suplex. The fans surge with cheers again as Lowedown climbs the turnbuckle barking orders at his brothers in arms. Dread and Reno slowly turn so Sledge is facing Lowedown.)

JR: They're gonna Kill him!

(Lowedown grabs Sledge by the legs and jumps off the top turnbuckl heading straight down. Reno and Dread at the same time drop to their backs driving Sledges head and kneck into the mat with a wickedly powerfull inverted spike DDT!)

JR: GOOD LORD!! I THINK HE'S DEAD!

KING: GET THE EMT'S

(Reno covers Sledge as Dread drives a knee into the face of Box sending him back down to the arena floor. Lowedown climbs to the top turnbuckle and pounces on White Lightning hitting him with a high flying body press sending both men to the arena floor.)

JR: One, two..foot on the ropes!

JR: Dreadnaught and Box are tagged in!
They meet each other in the middle of the ring and exchange several punches.
Box swings, Dreadnaught ducks.
Dreadnaught hits a DDT on Box.
Dreadnaught kicks away at the back of Box before grabbing his leg.
Dreadnaught hooks on a sharpshooter.
 
King: Box is screaming in pain!
 
JR: Dreadnaught locks it in and sets down in the middle of the ring.
Box struggles against the hold.
Box is inches from the ropes.
Dreadnaught pulls Box back to the middle of the ring.
Sledge is in!
 
King: Sledge just broke it up!
 
JR: The ref pulls Sledge out and Dreadnaught leaps to the top rope.
Dreadnaught points down at Box and connects with the LA Hangover!
1…2…Lightning pulls the leg of the ref!

Dreadnaught tags out to Reno!
 
JR: Sledge is in the ring with Reno Fontayne.

Reno is working over Sledge in a neutral control with boot stomps to the stomach.

Reno backs up from Sledge and charges him.

Sledge ducks out of the way and Reno collides with the turnbuckles.

Reno staggers out of the corner and walks into a….

JR: CHOKING SWEEP!!! CHOKING SWEEP!!! SLEDGE HAS JUST KNOCKED RENO OUT COLD WITH A CHOKING SWEEP!!

King: C’mon Sledge don’t pin him yet! Set him on fire!!!

JR: Jerry “The Sledge” Girbowski falls onto the ground and is laying next to Reno.

JR: THEY’RE BOTH OUT!! SLEDGE COLLAPSED FROM THE BEATING BY RENO!! FONTAYNE IS OUT FROM THE CHOKING SWEEP!!

Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!

JR: Lowedown, Dreadnaught, Box, and White Lightning are all stomping the ring apron rooting on their tag team partner.

Sledge crawls to his knees as Reno Fontayne slowly makes his way to his corner.

Sledge pops up and tags in Box.

Reno dives at his corner and tags in Lowedown.

King: YEAH!!! BOX AND LOWEDOWN!!!

JR: Box charges Lowedown and floors him with a clothesline.

Lowedown stands up quickly and is knocked down again by another Bartelstein clothesline.

Box gestures to the crowd.

Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!

JR: Lowedown seizes the opportunity and goes for a rollup pin on Box.

Box grabs the rope and Lowedown falls down looking kind of silly.

King: Is this gymnastics? Lowedown just did a backward somersault!

JR: Box looks at Lowedown and points to his head as if to say, “Always thinking.”

Lowedown has an enraged look on his face and punches at Box.

The two wrestlers exchange punches in the middle of the ring until Lowedown gains the upper hand.

Lowedown irish whips Box into the ropes and bends over for a back body drop.

Box counters by front kicking Lowedown in the face.

Lowedown grabs his face as Box walks over to Dread and Reno’s corner.

Box gives Dreadnaught the finger and spits at Reno Fontayne.

Dread and Reno both charge into the ring, but are blocked by the referee who is now distracted.

JR: Box looks at Dread and Reno, laughs, and then gestures for Sledge and White Lightning to enter the ring while the ref is distracted with both Dreadnaught and Reno Fontayne.

Sledge lifts up Lowedown so that he is sitting on Sledge’s shoulders.

Sledge is standing in the middle of the ring.

White Lightning and Box climb separate top turnbuckles.

White Lightning jumps off first and gives Lowedown a flying clothesline.

King: THAT ALMOST TOOK LOWEDOWN’S HEAD OFF!!! WHITEY MUST’VE PUT SOME EXTRA STANK ON IT FOR HIS EX-BWO PARTNER!!

JR: Box flies off the top rope and lands a……

JR: BOX DROP ON LOWEDOWN!!! BOX DROP ON LOWEDOWN!!!

Sledge grabs the referee and turns him around just as Box covers Lowedown.

Ref/Crowd: 1….

2….

KICKOUT!!!

KING: YAHHHH!

JR: Box can't believe it!

Lowedown nails him with a punch!

Dreadnaught comes in!

Lowedown watches Dreadnaught deliver the Dreadbomb to Sledge in the middle of the ring as Dread looks around and then rushes at Lightning and knocks him off the ring apron. Reno attacks Box in the ring leaving Lowedown on the apron. Lowedown shrugs his shoulders as he leaps up to the top rope and delivers the "Going Down" elbowsmash onto the chest of Sledge. Lowedown then picks up Sledge off of the mat and hoists him high in the air with a military press and hits the Downlowe on him. Lowedown then slides out of the ring and clips Lightning from behind in the back of the knee and then climbs back into the ring. Lowedown nails Box with a lowm blow from behind and then whips Box into the ropes. Lowedown places Box in a bear hug and Reno locks the Reno Cutter on Box as Lowedown drops down with him....

KING: That moronic ref got knocked out!

JR: Dreadnaught whips White Lightning into the ropes.
White Lightning hits Dreadnaught with a kick.
White Lightning goes for a snap suplex, but Dreadnaught counters it with
a small package.
There is no referee to count.
Dreadnaught gets back up.
Dreadnaught takes White Lightning down with an uppercut.
Dreadnaught beats his chest and points to the crowd..
The chants for Dreadnaught are deafening.
Dreadnaught nails White Lightning with a powerslam.
There is no referee to count.
Dreadnaught gets back up.
Dreadnaught executes the Dreadbomb on White Lightning.
There is no referee to count.
Al Johnson is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is giving Dreadnaught a standing ovation.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are The Urban Legends!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The Bruisertron shows Scotty standing alone inside the Brotherhood locker room.)

Scotty: Ya know.. I have been 'round here for a long time... Seen 'lot of thin's I don't care 'bout... Now, I see that Lowedown has lost the title 'coz we did the dirty work. Tyrone is the luckiest man I eva seen. And ya know... Tyrone neva even said thanks... Lowedown... Losin' that title made it safe for ya.... But it just put Tyrone in harm's way... Smith, I'm predictin' a short title regein... A very short one.... Hahahahaha!!!!

(Cameras go into White Lightning's locker room, where he and Big Kev are standing near the door. White Lightning has a chair in hand.)

Kev: Can you believe that way, Tai Hashi acted in the parking lot earlier?

White Lightning: I was thinking the same thing, I think we should pay that wannabe rockstar a visit.

Kev: Damn straight!

(White Lightning and Big Kev quickly exit the locker room and the camera follows them as they walk through the halls of the BMWF backstage area. They see a security guard standing near a door.)

White Lightning: Hey, Have you seen Tai Hashi?

Guard: Yeah, I saw him walk into his locker room a few minutes ago.

White Lightning: Thanks a lot

(White Lightning and Big Kev continue down the hall until they stop at a door that reads. "Tai Hashi".)

White Lightning: HAHA! Here we are! You ready?

Kev: YEAH!

(Suddenly, Big Kev kicks open the door and White Lightning charges in and swings the chair at Tai Hashi's head.)

*CRACK*

(White Lightning begins to viciously swing the chair at Tai Hashi's body)

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

White Lightning: Kev, do your thing!

(Big Kev scoops Tai Hashi up off the floor and lifts him up into the powerbomb position.)

*THUD*

(Big Kev powerbombs Tai Hashi onto the hard locker room floor. White Lightning puts Tai Hashi's ankle in between the chair.)

White Lightning: Kev, this should teach him a lesson, When he can't walk!

(White Lightning begins to jump onto the chair attempting to break Tai Hashi's ankle.)

White Lightning: Ah, I don't weigh enough, but you do Kev!

(Suddenly Big Kev begins to jump onto the chair.)

White Lightning: Alright, Don't worry about the ankle. Get him to his feet!

(Big Kev lifts Tai Hashi to his feet. White Lightning lays the chair at his feet. White Lightning grabs Tai Hashi by the head and…)

*SMACK*

(…White Lightning nails Tai Hashi with the Flash on the chair. Tai Hashi's entire face is now a crimson color with the amount of blood he has lost. Tai Hashi is now unconscious and appears to have bad internal injuries. Big Kev begins to walk out of the locker room.)

White Lightning: Kev, we are not done yet! Put him over your shoulder and follow me.)

(Big Kev lifts Tai Hashi over his shoulder as White Lightning exits the locker room. White Lightning walks to the parking lot door and kicks the door open. White Lightning once again motions for Big Kev to follow him. White Lightning walks over to his viper.)

Kev: Man, what are you doing?

(White Lightning opens the door and pops open the trunk. White Lightning pulls out a rope.)

White Lightning: Lay down that loser right here.

(White Lightning puts both of Tai's feet together and tightly ties the rope around them.White Lightning ties the rope to a hook in the trunk of the car and then shuts the trunk on the rope.)

White Lightning: This chump will learn whom he is really messing with!

(White Lightning enters the driver's side door.)

White Lightning: Kev, hop in!

(Big Kev enters the passenger side door.)

Kev: Where are we going?

White Lightning: Just on a little joy ride all over Alabama.

*SCREECH*

(Suddenly White Lightning hits the gas and the car speeds away dragging Tai Hashi. Tai is smacking off the ground and bouncing and hitting off the pavement at every slight movement. White Lightning drives off as the camera fades…)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of South Central L.A....
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

Dreadnaught

JR: Dreadnaught is still out here!
 
King: He just sent the rest of the Legends Church back and he is in the ring waiting on Harry!
 
JR: Dreadnaught is competing twice in a row here tonight!
 
King: He can’t beat Harry!
 
LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Jacksonville, NC...
Weighing in at 256 pounds...

The BMWF Intercontinental Champion...
Hardcore Harry

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Dreadnaught looks exhausted out there!
 
King: Harry looks to be in control!
 
JR: Dreadnaught blocks a punch from Harry and whips him against the ropes.
Dreadnaught hooks Harry and slams him to the mat with a spinebuster!
Dreadnaught bounces against the ropes and hits a leg drop on Harry.
Dreadnaught kneels down and fires fists at the head of Harry!
 
King: He is just pummeling Harry here!
 
JR: Dreadnaught still has some fire left in him!
The ref pulls Dreadnaught off of Harry.
Harry gets to his feet and Dreadnaught connects with a clothesline.
Dreadnaught goes to the top rope.
 
King: It’s Hangover time again!
 
JR: Dreadnaught points down, but Harry is up!
Harry grabs the top rope and Dreadnaught falls directly on the top turnbuckle.
 
King: The little Thugs may be in danger!
 
JR: Be serious!
Harry climbs up and hooks Dreadnaught for a superplex.
Dreadnaught blocks.
Dreadnaught shoves Harry off of the turnbuckle.
Dreadnaught leaps with a crossbody!
1..2…foot on the rope!
 
King: Dreadnaught thought it was over!

JR: Dreadnaught smacks Hardcore Harry with a devastating clothesline .
Dreadnaught nails Hardcore Harry with a dropkick.
Dreadnaught locks Hardcore Harry in a wristlock.
Hardcore Harry tries to escape the hold.
Hardcore Harry is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Hardcore Harry grabs the ropes after holding out for 18 seconds.
Dreadnaught punches Hardcore Harry.
Dreadnaught chops Hardcore Harry.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Hardcore Harry chops Dreadnaught.
Hardcore Harry is being booed out of the building.
Hardcore Harry chops Dreadnaught.
Hardcore Harry whips Dreadnaught into the ropes.
Dreadnaught misses with a clothesline.
Hardcore Harry hits Dreadnaught with an elbow.
Hardcore Harry talks trash to the crowd.
The crowd is vociferously booing Hardcore Harry.
Hardcore Harry takes Dreadnaught down with a belly-to-belly suplex.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Hardcore Harry hits Dreadnaught with a legdrop.

JR: Dreadnaught pulls himself up with the ropes.
 
King: He can’t survive this tonight!
 
JR: After his PPV match with Box, and then two matches tonight!
He’s gonna have to dig deep to win that belt!
 
King: He would have to dig to China!
 
JR: Harry connects with a right and hits a bodyslam on Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught lays on the mat.
Harry with a cover.
1…2…KICK OUT!
 
King: How did he do that?
 
JR: Dreadnaught staggers to his feet.
Harry punches, Dread blocks!
Dreadnaught hits a knee lift and a spinning neckbreaker!
 
King: Harry was taken off guard!
 
JR: Dreadnaught gets to his feet
Dreadnaught applies a rear chin lock.
Dreadnaught is leaning all of his weight on Harry!
 
King: Harry may not have much left after Revolution either!
 
JR: Dreadnaught has Harry almost finished!
The ref raises Harry’s arm.
It falls.
The arm is raised again!
It falls again!
The ref raises Harry’s arm!
He keeps it up!
 
King: Don’t count the champion out yet!
 
JR: Harry struggles and gets to his feet.
Harry lands an elbow to break the hold.
 
Hardcore Harry whips Dreadnaught into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry misses with an elbow.
Dreadnaught hits Hardcore Harry with an elbow.
Dreadnaught puts Hardcore Harry in a Boston crab.
Hardcore Harry makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds.
Dreadnaught locks Hardcore Harry in a sleeperhold.
Hardcore Harry is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Hardcore Harry reaches the ropes after 14 seconds.

JR: What a slobberknocker of a match folks!

KING: These two don't know when to stop do they JR?

JR: They sure don't, both men are getting back to their feet as we speak.

(Dreadnaught leans into the corner turnbuckle as Hardcore Harry is up to his
feet, Harry takes off and charges at Dread but just as Harry reaches the
corner, Dread gets his boot up just in time to meet Harry's face! Harry
stumbles back a few steps, Dread then runs forward and decks Harry with a
brutal clothesline! Harry hits the mat hard)

JR: This match has been so even right since the start.

(Dread lifts Harry up to his feet signaling for the end! Harry snaps out of
it and gives Dread a headbutt! Harry then grabs Dread and lifts him up into
the air and brings him down with an atomicdrop!!! Harry then kicks Dread in
the gut and brings him down with a crucial DDT planting Dread's skull
straight into the mat!!!)

KING: Whoa!

JR: That could be the end of it right there, Harry is going for the cover..

(1.2. NO!!! Dreadnaught gets his shoulder up just in time. Harry can't
believe it and jerks Dread up to his feet. Harry lifts Dread up spinning him
over in a tombstone type position. Harry brings Dread down with a shoulder
breaker then stands him back up and brings him down with a tombstone
piledriver!!!)

JR: I have never seen Hardcore Harry use that move before.

KING: Well I guess he is pulling off anything to win this match tonight!

(Harry covers Dreadnaught again, 1.2.)

JR: NOPE!!! Dreadnaught got his shoulder up again just at the last split
second!

(Harry jumps up off of Dreadnaught getting into the refs face. Harry is
yelling at the top of his lungs and is flashing three fingers in the refs
face)

JR: Harry really can't believe Dreadnaught kicked out of that.

KING: Can you JR?

(The ref warns Harry but while Harry and the ref are arguing Pain has pulled
Dreadnaught out of the ring and is tearing him apart. Pain lifts Dread
straight up with a military press then releases him causing Dread to come
down chest first on the steel guardrail!!!)

KING: Pain just rolled Dreadnaught back into the ring and Harry spun around
going for the cover.

JR: I think it was planned all along.

KING: Ya think?

(1.2. Dreadnaught gets his other shoulder up this time breaking the count
once again)


JR: Dreadnaught goes for a Boston crab, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry hits a Russian legsweep on Dreadnaught.
Hardcore Harry hits a piledriver on Dreadnaught.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Hardcore Harry talks trash to the crowd.
Hardcore Harry is being booed out of the building.

JR: Dreadnaught whips Harry into the ropes.
Dreadnaught catches Harry with the cobra clutch!
 
King: Harry could go to sleep!
 
JR: Harry steps aside and breaks the hold.
Harry goes for the Hardcore Hell.
 
King: He can’t get him up!
 
JR: Dreadnaught blocks and hoists Harry up in the air!
 
(Dreadnaught holds Harry in the air and crashes him to the mat with the Dreadbomb.)
 
JR: Dreadnaught hit the move!
 
King: But he is too tired to make the cover!
 
JR: Dreadnaught crawls across the ring and drapes an arm over Harry.
1…2…arm up!
These two men are leaving everything in the ring!
 
King: Dreadnaught can’t believe it!
 
JR: Dreadnaught pulls Harry up and whips him into the corner!
Harry bounces off the corner and Dreadnaught catches him.
Dreadnaught holds Harry up in the air and delivers another Dreadbomb!
Dreadnaught falls on top of Harry.
1…2...FOOT ON THE ROPES!

JR: Dreadnaught is pulling Harry up to his feet.

(As Harry rises to his feet and elbows Dreadnaught in the gut and goes to
give him a clothesline from hell but Dread ducks in the nick of time and
Harry decks the referee!!!)

KING: AAAHHHHHH!!!

JR: Shades of Revolution folks.

(Harry looks down at the hurt ref when Dread pulls Harry down from behind
pinning him with a school boy, but there is no ref so the crowd counts.
1...2.3.4.5.6.7 Dreadnaught releases the hold and goes to get the ref up
when Pain slides into the ring blocking him)

JR: Dreadnaught didn't see Pain slide Hardcore Harry the Intercontinental
Championship just before he slid in.

(Dread points at Pain and says some words that can't be heard but apparently
they rubbed Pain the wrong way. Pain goes for a punch but Dread blocks it
and gives Pain a drop kick right to the chest sending Pain tumbling over the
top rope to the floor)

KING: Harry is up with that title belt hidden!

JR: Dread don't see it, he doesn't see it!!!

(As Dreadnaught turns around Harry dives forward cracking Dreadnaught right
between the eyes with the title belt!!! Dread hits the mat hard and Harry
lands right beside him. Harry tosses the title out of the ring and shakes
the ref bringing him back to the real world. Harry then covers Dreadnaught)

JR: Len Stanley disqualifies Hardcore Harry.
The crowd is giving Dreadnaught a standing ovation.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Dreadnaught!

KING: He almost did it again!

JR: What cheated into another victory?

KING: Exactly!

(Hardcore Harry and Pain raise their hands into the air just after Harry
puts the title back around his waist)

KING: Harry has pulled off two close matches so far for that
Intercontinental Title.

JR: Yeah but he cheated in both of them.

KING: True but look who is walking out the champion and look who isn't.

JR: Dreadnaught has evil intentions!
 
(Dreadnaught rolls back into the ring with a chair as Harry holds the belt. Dreadnaught swings the chair.)
 
**SMACK**
 
JR: Harry just got leveled all the way back to North Carolina!
 
King: That’s not too far away! And the people look about as ugly!

JR: Dread nails Pain with the chair.
 
(Dreadnaught calls for a mic.)
 
Dreadnaught: Yo, this ain’t over Harry! Now, it’s about the streets against the country! And right now, I think the streets is winnin’. So, at the Pay Per View, I say, Dreadnaught versus Hillbilly Harry…LAST MAN STANDING! And you know, you can’t stand up to the Legends Church!
 
(Dreadnaught kicks Harry in the back before walking up the ramp.)
 
JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

("Zydeco Boogaloo" by Buckwheat Zydeco begins to play
over the P.A. Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde emerges and
walks down the ramp. He is all smiles as he shakes
hands with fans on his way to the ring. He reaches
ringside and enters, asking for a microphone as he
does so.)

Clancy: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just received a
package. In this package was a video cassette, and it
was from the one and only "Mr. Showtime" Vernon
Vanderbilt! (crowd pop) Now, I have no idea where
he's at, mind you, or even what he's up to. But it
said that the tape was to be played for all you oflks
in attendance and the millions watchin' at home, so I
reckon it concerns you folks as well as it does myself
and Prime Time and the BMWF. So, without further
ado...roll the tape!

(The Bruisertron lights up. The scene: a crowded bar,
full of boisterous patrons drinking and making merry.
There is some loud rock music playing, and everyone
sems to be enjoying themselves. The camera pans and
comes upon none other than Vernon Vanderbilt,
surrounded by a group of people.)

Vernon: So I simply told him that Ronald Reagan was
the epitome of the perfect Republican!

Guy in group: How's that?

Vernon: Dead!

(Everyone laughs loudly at Venron's witty remark.
Vernon sees the camera and turns back to his friends.)

Vernon: That's my cue, folks. I'll be back in a
moment.

(He walks away from the crowd, motioning for the
cameraman to follow him. They go out to the patio.
Vernon looks around, pulls out a cigarette, and lights
it before speaking.)

Vernon: First of all, let me say how great it is to
be on BMWF television again. I hope everyone has
missed me as much as I've missed them. But really, I
suppose some questions need to be answered.

(He takes a drag of his cigarette and exhales,
admiring the golden-grey plume of smoke that captures
the light particularly exquisitely at this angle.)

Vernon: I already told you why I left, so I'll not
reiterate. However, seems like everyone wants to know
where I'm at. I'll tell you. As this is being
filmed, I am standing on the patio of an exclusive
club in Washington, D.C. I've been travelling around
the country for over a month now, and I have ended up
here. I've seen lots of people, places, and things,
and generally had a great time.

(He smiles at the camera.)

Vernon: But that leads to the next question. When am
I coming back? A very good question, mind you, but
not the proper one. The proper question should be "Am
I coming back?" The answer to that one is yes. (crowd
pop)

JR: Vernon's coming back to the BMWF!

King: Oh great! And I was finally getting that
glitter out of my clothes. You know how hard that
stuff is to get rid of?

Vernon: As a matter of fact, I plan on returning
very, very soon. I have a few more places to visit
first, but I'm saying I could be back...oh...perhaps
by the end of the month! As a matter of fact, I
should even be able to make an appearance at the Pay
Per View!

JR: Vernon Vanderbilt will make his return live on
Pay Per View this month!

King: I think he already said that, JR.

Vernon: But I tell you what I'll do, because I know
you good people can't get enough of me. Each week
I'll send another tape with a personal greeting from
me to you, the fans and employees of the BMWF. I'll
let you know where I am and what's going on there.
It'll be almost like old times again. Besides, I
couldn't make a return without the appropriate level
of hype, could I? Gotta have publicity, darlings!

(A man rushes up to Vernon.)

Man: We're waiting, V! Come on, everybody wants to
see you!

Vernon: Ah, my public! How they love me! You heard
the man, folks. I must be going now. But I'll be
talking to you real soon. Until next week, everyone,
stay fabulous!

(Vernon walks back into the club.)

FADE OUT

JR: This has got to be great news for Prime Time to
hear, especially Clancy and Tamer. I know they've
been real worried since Vernon's disappearance.

King: They don't need Vernon anymore. They've got
the World Heavyweight Champion in the fold now.

JR: Even so, Vernon was a founding member of Prime
Time, and they are a close knit group of friends.

King: Whatever you say, JR. I'm just not going to
pretend I'm happy to hear it.

JR: You would try to rain on the parade, wouldn't
you?

King: Anyway...

JR: Right. Vernon Vanderbilt returns on June 28. We
heard it from the man himself. Now, let's get on with
the show.

LILLY: This contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall.

From Kingston, Jamaica... weighing in at 410 pounds...

The BMWF World Champion...
Tyrone Smith

(The lights dim. The trumpeting music made famous from old Godzilla movies
plays over the PA system as short glimpse of the creature Godzilla appear on
the BruiserTron. As the music reaches its climax, a roar can be heard and
the following words appear on the BruiserTron)

"JAMAICAN MONSTER"

(There's a quick flash of pyro. A large Jamaican flag drops over the stage.
Music that sounds like the beat to "Simon Says" by Pharoahe Monche, however
it is heavily distorted electric guitars, begins to play. It pauses.)

PA: GET DA RASS UP!

(There's another shot of pyro and the flag drops. Tyrone is standing on the
stage with his arms out, holding the World Title in one hand. He is met with
a warm reaction from the crowd as he stands on the stage)

PA: TYRONE MON, FEE HIM AH SAY GET DA RASS UP!

(The music continues. Tyrone Smith is staring out at the crowd, while he
waits for Tamer to make is his way out onto the stage.)

LILLY: His partner...
From Tucson, AZ... weighing in at 263 pounds...
Tamer

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 558 pounds...
Scotty Scott..."The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z...THE BROTHERHOOD

("Victory" blasts thoughout the arena as Master Z and Scotty Scott walk out from behind the curtain side by side. The two Brotherhood members strut down to ringside taunting many fans on their way. Master Z slides into the ring under the bottom rope and Scotty Scott soon follows. The two men soak up the atmosphere while being pelted with several cups of soda and other garbage. Master Z calls for a microphone which is tossed to him from outside the ring.)

JR: What a great matchup we're having here tonight! Our new world champ, Tyrone Smith, and Tamer versus two of the most hated men in the BMWF, Master Z and Scotty Scott!

KING: They're only hated because they're better than everyone else, JR!

JR: Whatever you want to think, King! Let's listen to what they have to say.

(Master Z leans against the turnbuckle for a second waiting for the crowd to quiet down. When they only boo him louder, he decides to begin anyway.)

Master Z: I see that the card says I'm facing Tyrone Smith the new World Champion tonight. Boy, this is this meeting overdue! He has avoided me ever since I made my return to the BMWF!

(The crowd bood loudly.)

Master Z: Don't pretend it's not true, Tyrone! Everyone knows how you sit in the parking lot waiting for me to make my entrance before entering. Everyone knows how you avoid me in hallways! Tyrone, everyone knows that I'd place a whooping on you like you never felt before! And who do you bring to the ring with you tonight? Tamer? Please, Tyrone, I have one of the greatest wrestlers of all time in my corner! Scotty Scott can tear either of you limb from limb! I don't care if you're the new world champion! I don't care that you have Tamer in your corner! Scotty Scott and Master Z are on a level above you and before it's all said and done, we will be standing over the two of you while you lay in a puddle of your own blood! Tell 'em Scotty!

Scotty Scott: Ya know... I been thinkin' 'bout how this match might start up... I been thinkin' 'bout how Tyrone is gonna do nuthin' but hide from Z here when he is in the ring. We all know how the Jamacian Sensation fears Master Z. Tamer... Ain't ya got any sense? All Tyrone is gonna do is feed ya ta the wolves. I been hearin' how everyone in the BMWF has been showin' ya soooo much respect just 'coz yer the new champ. But when ya really sit down and think 'bout it... Ya don't deserve ta wear that belt.

JR: I can't believe he said that!!!!

King: He just did.

Scotty: Yeah Tyrone... I said it. Think 'bout it. Ya been beaten by me so many times it's just a shame. Did Scotty get a title shot at a rip Lowedown?

(The crowd boos louder.)

Scotty: No. Did Master Z here get a title shot at the weakened champion?

(Master Z shakes his head no as the crowd really gets on Z and Scotty's case.)

Scotty: Think 'bout it Tyrone... If it were not for me and Master Z... Ya'ld neva be the champion right now.

JR: That is not true.

King: I think they have a point JR.

Scotty: If it were not for the Brotherhood makin' Lowedown's life as World champion miserable... Ya would neva have been able ta beat him so easliy. If ya ask me... I think ya should just go ahead and hand ova that title ta Master Z.... 'Coz we all know in the back... Some of these ignorant fools at home and ringside know...

(The ring begins to fill up with trash.)

Scotty: Yer just a yella coward and yer a papa champion.

JR: Scotty is just going to far here.

King: Well the Brotherhood did do the dirty work for Tyrone Smith to become the World champion.

Scotty: Tamer... I know yer all so willin' ta be the sacrifical lamb fer yer new found buddy that ya got yer nose stuck so far up his butt that ya could tell us all what he had for lunch taday.... But is it worth what ya gonna have ta go through tanight? Is it really worth it just so ya can say yer buddies wit the World champion? I know ya just like a book Tamer. I know how ya think... I know how ya train... Just like I know how Tyrone trains... Just like I know how Tyrone thinks, which is very lil. So all ya morons here and at home... SHADDD UP!!!!!

(The crowd boos so loud they nearly cause a noise ordinance violation.)

Scotty: For those two morons ova thera 'cross from me right now... BEAT US.... IF YA'S CAN... SURVIVE.... IF WE LET YA'S....

(Master Z and Scotty Scott huddle up in the corner while their opponents make their final preparations.)

JR: It looks like they're planning something!

KING: You know how The Brotherhood is! They always need a game plan!

JR: Well I don't like the look on their faces. Tyrone and Tamer better be ready for anything here tonight!

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Scotty Scott sends Tamer into the turnbuckle, but Tamer reverses it.
Tamer runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Tamer executes a T-Bone Suplex on Scotty Scott.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Tamer hits Scotty Scott with an Asai moonsault.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Scotty Scott tags out to Master Z.

(Master Z grabs Tamer by the hair and launches him into his corner. Scotty Scott wraps his arm around Tamers throat and begins to choke him out.)

JR: Get over there ref! They're cheating!

KING: Cheating? No way!

JR: Master Z charges Tamer and lifts a knee right into his stomach! Tamer is unable to get free due to Scotty Scott's tight grip around his throat!

(Tamers face begins to turn blue and Master Z continues to beat on him.)

JR: The referee can't get in there! This has to stop!

(Finally, Scotty lets go of the choke hold and Tamer drops to his knees coughing and choking.)

JR: Master Z is dragging Tamer to the center of the ring by his hair!

Master Z executes a leg drop on Tamer

Master Z taunts Tyrone Smith from inside the ring!

Scotty Scott tags out.

Scotty Scott and Master Z whip Tamer into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Tamer with a double clothesline, but he counters it with a
duck-down move.
Tamer hits them with a double clothesline.
Master Z enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Tamer and Tyrone Smith hit Scotty Scott with a double snap suplex.
Master Z gets back up and lays out Tyrone Smith.
Scotty Scott and Master Z hit Tamer with a double punch.
Master Z leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott runs into the ropes.
Tamer hits Scotty Scott with a clothesline.
Tamer runs into the ropes.
Tamer goes for an Asai moonsault, but Scotty Scott counters it with
a tombstone piledriver.

KING: WHAT A COUNTER!!!! Pain taught him that move!

JR: Tamer falls out of the ring.

Scotty goes out after him!

JR: Scotty and Tamer are battling outside the ring.

King: Tamer better watch it. Scotty knows exactly how to use everything at ringside.

JR: Tamer whips Scotty into the ringpost.

King: Scotty is walking around holding his shoulder.

JR: SCOTTY JUST REACHED AROUND THE POST AND SLAMMED TAMER'S FACE INTO !!!!

Scotty rolls back into the ring.

Tyrone helps Tamer back into the ring by the 8 count.

The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Scotty Scott tags out to Master Z.
Master Z hits Low blow kick on Tamer.
Master Z is being booed out of the building.
Master Z tags out to Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott hits Tamer with an eye gouge.
Scotty Scott executes a Russian legsweep on Tamer.
Scotty Scott is being booed out of the building.
Master Z enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Scotty Scott and Master Z hit Tamer with a double low blow.
Master Z leaves the ring.

JR: Scotty Scott throws Tamer through the middle and top rope. Tamer tumbles to the outside!

(Master Z instantly drops off the apron to the concrete. Z slowly stalks Tamer who is struggling to get to his feet.)

JR: Wait, no! Scotty Scott has the referee distracted inside the ring!

Master Z executes a body slam on Tamer onto the hard concrete!

Master Z executes a sidewalk slam on Tamer onto the concrete!

KING: Yahh!

JR: Master Z is throwing Tamer around like he was a rag doll!

KING: See, that week off to rest must have helped Master Z out greatly!

JR: Master Z gorilla presses Tamer and drops him throat first onto the guard rail!

Master Z slides Tamer back into the ring under the bottom rope where Scotty Scott immediately begins to work on him once again!

Scotty Scott hits Tamer with an elbow.
Scotty Scott hits Tamer with a dropkick.
Scotty Scott hits Tamer with a Death Valley Driver.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Scotty Scott takes Tamer down with a low blow.
Scotty Scott locks Tamer in a crossface chickenwing.
Tamer tries to escape the hold.
Tamer is struggling to reach the ropes.
Tamer makes it to the ropes after holding out for 11 seconds.
Scotty Scott hits Tamer with a German suplex.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.

Tamer makes the tag to Tyrone Smith.

JR: Master Z just made the tag.

King: A clean tag JR nothing wrong with it.

JR: I never said there was. Double suplex from Scotty and Master Z on Tyrone.

King: TEAM WORK!!!!

JR: Master Z is distracting the referee while Scotty literally chokes the life out of Tyrone.

King: Scotty let go!!!!

JR: The referee sees it and is telling Scotty to let go.

King: See Scotty let him go.

JR: But Scotty is choking him with his shin.

King: Shin Hayabusya is back?

Tyrone tags out!

Tamer comes in and nails Scotty!

Scotty hits Tamer with an eye poke!

JR: Scotty Scott is having his way with Tamer inside the ring, but I want to know WHAT Master Z is doing sneaking around outside the ring!

KING: I think he lost his contact!

JR: Yeah right!

(Master Z slyly sneaks around to the opposite side of the ring. He comes up behind Tyrone Smith. Just as Tamer is about to tag, Master Z slams his shoulder into the back of Tyrone Smith's knees sending him tumbling off the apron.)

JR: This isn't right! Tamer was about to tag and Master Z knocked Tyrone Smith off the ring!

Master Z lifts Tyrone Smith up by his hair and slams his face into the ring steps

Master Z slams Tyrone Smith's face into the guard rail

Master Z kicks Tyrone Smith in the groin then uppercuts him in the jaw sending him to the concrete!

(Meanwhile, Scotty Scott is taking advantage of the distracted referee. Scotty Scott is choking the life out of Tamer.)

JR: Master Z is stuffing Tyrone Smith into the ring under the bottom rope! What in the world is he doing!

Master Z lifts Tyrone to his feet and holds him for Scotty Scott

Scotty Scott begins to pummel Tyrone Smith with a series of rights, lefts, kicks, and headbutts!

Master Z and Scotty Scott are dismantling their opponents here tonight!

KING: This stupid ref has lost control!

JR: Scotty is outside the ring with Tyrone Smith. They are trading punches back and forath.

King: Scotty has Tyrone staggered!!!!

JR: Tyrone makes a wild swing!!!! TYRONE'S FIST JUST HIT THE STEEL RINGPOST!!!!!

King: That is street savy!!!!

JR: Call it what you will but Tyrone Smith is in a world of hurt!!!

King: Well he is a paper World Champion.

JR: Tyrone and Z are back in the ring!

KING: Who's legal?

JR: I'm not sure!

(Master Z sizes up Tyrone Smith. Z hits him with a running shoulder block driving him back into the turnbuckle.)

JR: Master Z grabs Tyrone by the ankles and pulls his legs outward and upward. Tyrone Smith crashes to the mat slamming the back of his head into the ring!

KING: Master Z is the only man who knows how to take out a big man like that!

JR: Master Z drops a knee into the face of Tyrone Smith busting open his right eyebrow.

Master Z puts a head lock on Tyrone Smith while biting his forehead!

KING: Gruesome! I love it!

JR: Master Z lifts the big man to his feet and using all his strength scoop slams him back down. Tyrone Smith lays motionless!

KING: This match is over, pin him Z!

JR: Master Z goes for the cover

1... 2...

JR: Master Z just lifted Tyrone Smith up by his hair stopping the count! What is this lunatic doing?

KING: He told Tyrone that he was going to destroy him and that's exactly what he's going to do!

JR: Master Z drags Tyrone over to his corner and tags Scotty Scott

Scotty Scott enters the ring

Master Z and Scotty Scott both stomp the body of Tyrone Smith

Master Z lifts Tyrone Smith to his feet.

KING: They're not gonna....

(Master Z and Scotty Scott, using teamwork, gorilla press Tyrone Smith high into the air!)

JR: Master Z and Scotty run and launch Tyrone Smith over the top rope!

Tyrone Smith collides with the guard rail mangling and crushing it with the massive impact!

KING: Torpedoes away!

JR: Master Z, looking happy with the damage done, takes his place on the ring apron. Meanwhile, Tyrone Smith is lying unconscious on the outside!

KING: Wait! Tamer is legal! 

JR: Master Z hits him with the big boot!

Scotty Scott executes the Scottmission on Tamer.

Tamer summons one last burst of energy.
Jack Slone asks Tamer if he's still there.
Tamer nods.
Jack Slone asks Tamer if he should stop the fight.
Tamer shakes his head.
Jack Slone asks Tamer if he's had enough.
Tamer shakes his head.
Jack Slone asks Tamer if he should stop the fight.
Tamer nods.
Jack Slone stops the fight after 23 seconds.
The crowd is vociferously booing Scotty Scott.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are Scotty Scott and Master Z! JR: We'll be right back! 0:05:58

PA: WE ARE THE MESSENJAHS!

KING: I knew they were going to come out!

(A bright light shines on the ramp to the ring. From behind the curtains comes a figure in a white robe, not The Messenjahs. As he lifts his hood, we see it is Ezekiel! He has a microphone.)

Ezekiel: Tyrone Smith……you talk like a big man, and indeed you are one. Our 7'4" World Champion, you find yourself above the Truth. But no one is above Truth….and tonight you shall learn this!

King: I don't think this is a smarrt move by Ezekiel!

Ezekiel: What do you say, Mr. Smith? Do you wish to follow me into the light? Or do you shy away from a real wrestler?

(Tyrone , obviously annoyed, steps over the ring ropes and begins walking toward Ezekiel.)

JR: Tyrone Smith is coming for Ezekiel! He had better be careful, this very well might be a set-up!

Out of the audience come The Messenjahs with steel chairs!
They blindside Tamer with a double con-chair-to, who had been watching Tyrone Smith and Ezekiel.
Tamer is busted open, and falls to the ground.

King: HA! Tyrone Smith was distracted by Ezekiel so the Messenjahs could attack Tamer!

JR: I don't think he's going to take that lightly!

Tyrone looks back at Ezekiel a second, then runs into the ring.
He wrests a steel chair from Elijah, but Solomon nails Tyrone in the back with his.
Elijah kicks Tyrone down low, and Tyrone falls to his knees.
Solomon swings his steel chair into Tyrone's head, causing him to fall back.

JR: OUR WORLD CHAMPION JUST WENT DOWN! WHERE IS SECURITY?

Tyrone Smith sits up, and rips the steel chair from Solomon's hands.
Tyrone begins choking out the two Messenjahs, but Ezekiel storms the ring and pulls Tyrone's legs out from under him.
Tamer is up though, and nails Ezekiel with one of the steel chairs.

King: YAAH! It's chaos in the ring!

JR: Tyrone is off his feet! Ezekiel is down! The Messenjahs are going after Tamer!

The Messenjahs kick Tamer in the gut, and hook him up.
They nail him with a double Messenjah Bomb on top of the steel chair he was holding.
Elijah and Solomon turn around to attack Tyrone, but he throws them both over the top rope, before falling to one knee.

JR: Wait! Look up at the ramp!

Headhunter and Kolic come out from up the ramp and make a run at The Messenjahs!
The Messenjahs and Ezekiel quickly run into the audience and out of the arena.

JR:The Messenjahs and Ezekiel are tucking tail and running! But did they do the damage to Tyrone and Tamer?

(P.O.D.'s "The Messenjah" plays over the PA System as The Messenjahs stand quietly in the midst of the audience, watching Headhunter and Kolic check on their friends. The two suddenly roll out of the ring and start walking into the audience.)

JR: ARE YOU KIDDING ME! We might have a brawl in the middle of this arena!

The Messenjahs and Ezekiel begin to run down the alleyways, but Kolic and Headhunter give hot pursuit.
Elijah throws an apparent smoke bomb, which fills the area with white mist.
As Headhunter and Kolic cough, the mist disappates, but Ezekiel and the Messenjahs are gone!

JR: It seems as though the Messenjahs got away tonight! What will happen next time?

KING: ZZZZZZZZZ!

JR: Wake up, King!

KING: What for? To watch jobbers make a fool out of the World Champ?

JR: No! Because it's time to go home! We're outta time!

KING: YAHHHHH-HOO!

(Fade...to...black...)

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