Wednesday Night Warfare - 11/21/18
Nov 21, 2018 16:53:16 GMT -8
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Post by SBW - Smoking Bob Williams on Nov 21, 2018 16:53:16 GMT -8
LIVE FROM MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA!
WEDNESDAY NIGHT WARFARE FOR NOVEMBER 21ST, 2018!
"Just the good old boys" hit the MCG Sound System as Wednesday Night Warfare begins. Smoking Bob Wiliams walks from the back onto the ramp, and he is joined by his body guard. He was suppose to have the night off. But he did promise an update regarding the back stage attacks from the PPV, in particular The Miz, Bella, Raphael Blackwater, and Tripp Kincaid. SBW gets to the ring, and goes inside. His body guard follows him in.
SBW goes to the back of the ring, receives a microphone from one of the ring side staff, and he walks to the center of the ring, and speaks into it.
"Gday mates,"
He receives a huge cheer from the mostly Australian crowd.
"First of all on behalf of the XWF Board we are pleased to be on tour here in Australia, and then New Zealand, and then the Pacific Islands."
"Like I promised at the Pay Per View and afterwards I would provide an update with what happened with the attacks in Las Vegas. The Miz, Bella, Raphael Blackwater and Tripp Kincaid were all attacked backstage by a masked man wielding steel chairs. Bella has left the XWF, and no one has seen or heard from Tripp so it must have an effect on those two really profusely. I did find a small clue to the attacks on who the attacker can be, and I'm following that up. But I have it down to 6 possible suspects, and so I'm here to give you those names."
The crowd cheers loudly. He is about to speak again when the big arena camera switches from him to back stage where there is an horrific seen happening. It looks like backstage staff lying in crumbled heaps just meters apart.
"Damn it. Let's take a break guys, and I'll go and deal with this."
As SBW and his body guard leave the ring, the cameras fade to commercials.
The commercials end, and the cameras fade in back stage to the Medical area. The door is closed, but a lot of noise can be heard from within. Suddenly the door opens and out steps SBW and his body guard. SBW is looking angry.
"It seems as if the attacker has followed us to Australia, two of our back stage staff were both just attacked just minutes again while I was in the ring conversing with the XWF Universe. Unlike Las Vegas, where the masked attacked left just a small mark on the injured wrestlers involved, the injuries to the back stage staff are worse, and therefore they need to return back to the states to recuperate. We'll get some more replacements in."
SBW's cell phone starts ringing.
"That'll be the boss, Vincent Lane, I need to update him. Let's go to commercials again and when we come back, get the action under way. I WILL GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS MARK MY WORDS."
SBW is seen grabbing his phone, and walking off and answering it, as the cameras fade to commercials.
MATCH #1:
"It seems as if the attacker has followed us to Australia, two of our back stage staff were both just attacked just minutes again while I was in the ring conversing with the XWF Universe. Unlike Las Vegas, where the masked attacked left just a small mark on the injured wrestlers involved, the injuries to the back stage staff are worse, and therefore they need to return back to the states to recuperate. We'll get some more replacements in."
SBW's cell phone starts ringing.
"That'll be the boss, Vincent Lane, I need to update him. Let's go to commercials again and when we come back, get the action under way. I WILL GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS MARK MY WORDS."
SBW is seen grabbing his phone, and walking off and answering it, as the cameras fade to commercials.
MATCH #1:
MICK ASHCORFT
-VS-
OLIVER LAST
-VS-
ZANE NORRISON
Triple Threat - Winner Receives A HART TITLE MATCH the following Warfare
Surfin' Dead by The Cramps plays as Zane Norrison enters.
The lights dim and Mick Ashcroft, enters the arena as an eerie hush, falls over the crowd. Slowly torches ignite; one after another, all along the ramp and path leading to the ring and Mick begins his journey. His eyes; now endless pools of obsidian, are locked straight ahead and he is unflinching. Walking with a smooth, steady pace, he almost seems to glide across the floor as he makes his way to the squared circle. Where he climbs the steel steps, enters the ring and then, turns his gaze outward, towards the audience. A smirk sliding into place across his face, he watches in amusement as all the torches suddenly flare up; all at once, burning more wildly and brighter than what could ever be achieved normally and the crowd gasps. Their shock appears to please him and as the lights return to normal, Mick takes his place within the ring and awaits his opponent. That clever yet mocking, satisfied smirk never leaving his face, not even for a moment, until they arrive.
You Know You're Right by Nirvana plays as Oliver Last enters the ring.
The bell sounds and the three men eyeball each other, Last has an eyebrow raised wondering on how exactly he got himself into a match with a zombie and a vampire; possibly about he wishes he was a werewolf. He sighs and looks like he has a conversation with himself; after that, he faces Norrison and begins to say “Did you know a group of owls is called a parliament?” But the sentence is ended prematurely by a Big Boot from Ashcroft! Last crashes against the turnbuckle and falls onto his ass; Ashcroft delivers a knee to the fallen Last and goes for another before Norrison decides to join into the fray knocking Ashcroft down with a baseball slide and continues with his momentum his feet forcefully hitting Oliver’s groin. Last grabs his crotch and decides to roll out the ring for a breather.
Norrison and Ashcroft get back to their feet at the same time; Norrison delivering an uppercut to Mick to get some room. Ashcroft stumbles back and Norrison takes advantage diving in for a spear and knocking down the vampire and transitions into a quick pin.
1..
Kickout! Shame it wasn’t a stake… Get it? Fuck you.
Ashcroft far too healthy to be out this early. Zane gets to his knees looking at a prone Mick, but his eyes dart off to the side seeing Oliver Last flying through the air and landing onto Ashcroft with Gettin’ Froggy! The Frog Splash makes a perfect impact on Mick’s ribs, Last then combat rolls off Mick and quickly turns and transitions into an Enziguri to the back of Norrison’s head! Last goes for the pin on Ashcroft!
1..
2…
Broken up my Norrison! Zane grabs the back of Last’s neck and pulls him off Mick’s body, who rolls to his front, Norrison starts to strike Oliver who blocks the punches and scrambles out of the hold. The two men get back to their feet, Norrison goes for a quick Roundhouse but Last sidesteps and counters with a Leg Sweep; Norrison hits his head hard on the canvas and groans in pain. Oliver Last quickly sprint to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle he leaps from the top looking for another Frog Splash but it’s intercepted by Ashcroft who grabs and plants with a Body Slam! Ashcroft starts to deliver kicks to Last’s side and knocks him out of the ring, Mick turns around and eggs Norrison to get up as he prepares himself. Zane gets to his feet and turns into the grasp of Ashcroft who lifts him high into the air for a devastating chokeslam BUT Norrison keeps a tight hold on Ashcroft's arm and throws kicks into Mick who finally releases the hold; Zane falls to his feet and gives a kick to Ashcroft’s stomach, he then grabs his arm and Irish Whips Ashcroft against the ropes meanwhile Last is looking under the ring for something. Ashcroft bounces back from the ropes and Zane attempts DOOMED NATION! (Pop up Powerbomb) But Mick swiftly counters, twisting his body around with a modified Tornado DDT! Smashing Norrison’s head hard into the mat, not good for the zombie.
Ashcroft goes for a cover.
1..
2..
BROKEN UP BY OLIVER LAST! Wielding a sock with a bar of soap in it? Why do we have these things under the ring? Last twirls the sock around like it was nunchucks; artfully smashing it against Ashcroft’s jaw before showing off. Mick steps back and goes to charge Last but stops like he hit an invisible wall; Last reaches into his trunks and retrieves two cloves of garlic which I’m guessing he found under the ring too? He throws one clove into the air and swings the soap and sock hitting the garlic like a tennis ball towards Ashcroft who hisses and dodges out of the way, Ashcroft is confused but still panics; Last throws the other clove of garlic but Mick Matrix dodges like a damn champ, he looks back bearing his fangs and growls. Last stares back and drops his improvised weapon and turns to run but falls to the ground and howls in agony as Norrison, blood trickling from his scalp, chomps down on Last’s ankle! Oliver panics and kicks at Zane’s head as he tears flesh from Oliver’s leg; he finally gets free and rolls out of the ring backing into the barricade cradling his leg, his fight or flight finally telling him to GTFO.
In the ring, we have a pissed off zombie and an enraged vampire… Ladies and gentleman, truly this is Wednesday Night Warfare. Ashcroft rushes Norrison with unnatural speed and agility, grabbing Zane throat and forcefully throwing him into the opposite corner, Mick swiftly turns around and charges Norrison with ETERNALLY YOURS! The brutal Spear crumples Norrison into the corner, Ashcroft doesn’t relent grabbing Zane’s arm and pulling him from the corner and dropping him back down with MOONLIGHT LAMENT! He covers!
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2..
THR-NO! Norrison barely gets a shoulder up! Mick slaps the mat in frustration and grabs Zane’s leg before spinning him around and launching him into the crowd! Mowing down a family trying to enjoy a night out. Mick places his hand on his knees and calms himself but that doesn’t work as a cross is hurled at his head! Last on the outside flips the bird to Ashcroft and digs under the ring again, Ashcroft growls and goes towards Last but is hit with the edge of a table, seemingly on accident. Mick grabs his mouth as Last slides the table into the ring and poses to the wild crowd. Last crawls into the ring, blood still oozing from his wound but now with some confidence grabs the table again but Mick kicks the table and knocks Last away against the ropes. Ashcroft takes the table and quickly sets it up.
Oliver pounces onto Ashcroft and knocks him against the table, Mick fights back but Last takes control and hits NEW PERSPECTIVE! Ashcroft isn’t moving! But Last refuses to go for the pin, instead looking at the crowd and then to the table, Last nods and grabs Ashcroft, struggling under his weight he manages to place Mick onto the table. Oliver raises a fist and begins to climb the turnbuckle. He lines up and flies through the hitting THE SKY IS FALLING!!!
Directly onto the wooden table! Ashcroft barely managing to roll off in time. Last lies in the broken table staring at the lights, unable to move. Ashcroft slowly begins to crawl towards Last and gets a hand on Oliver’s chest. The ref begins to count.
1..
2..
THRE-NO! Ashcroft is pulled away by Zane Norrison who is covered in blood, not all his own. Mick’s eyes widen looking at Zane towering above him, the zombie in full rage takes a bite out of Ashcroft’s shoulder, scratching at various other parts of his body! Mick screams in pain but bites back! Sinking his teeth deep into Norrison’s neck! Zane seizes in pain and grabs Mick’s head, throwing him aside. Zane stands to his feet, wiping his mouth. Ashcroft meanwhile is on his hands and knees retching, blood dripping from his lips. Zane chuckles as Ashcroft begins to projectile vomit blood and bile! Maybe sucking zombie blood wasn’t the brightest idea, but hey, it was the heat of the moment.
Ashcroft turns paler than before and wobbles to his feet, clearly dazed and confused like a drunkard. Norrison halts Mick’s movements with IN THE WAKE OF DEATH! Not taking any chances he quickly springs up gasping for air and jumps to the ropes.
DON’T FEAR THE REAPER!
The Lionsault hits perfectly! Zane pins Ashcroft!
1..
Last finally begins to stir.
2..
Last crawls to intercept!
3!!! But Oliver Last is just not quick enough! The bell sounds, Last drops his head onto the canvas in defeat as Zane Norrison raises his arms in victory!
Norrison and Ashcroft get back to their feet at the same time; Norrison delivering an uppercut to Mick to get some room. Ashcroft stumbles back and Norrison takes advantage diving in for a spear and knocking down the vampire and transitions into a quick pin.
1..
Kickout! Shame it wasn’t a stake… Get it? Fuck you.
Ashcroft far too healthy to be out this early. Zane gets to his knees looking at a prone Mick, but his eyes dart off to the side seeing Oliver Last flying through the air and landing onto Ashcroft with Gettin’ Froggy! The Frog Splash makes a perfect impact on Mick’s ribs, Last then combat rolls off Mick and quickly turns and transitions into an Enziguri to the back of Norrison’s head! Last goes for the pin on Ashcroft!
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2…
Broken up my Norrison! Zane grabs the back of Last’s neck and pulls him off Mick’s body, who rolls to his front, Norrison starts to strike Oliver who blocks the punches and scrambles out of the hold. The two men get back to their feet, Norrison goes for a quick Roundhouse but Last sidesteps and counters with a Leg Sweep; Norrison hits his head hard on the canvas and groans in pain. Oliver Last quickly sprint to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle he leaps from the top looking for another Frog Splash but it’s intercepted by Ashcroft who grabs and plants with a Body Slam! Ashcroft starts to deliver kicks to Last’s side and knocks him out of the ring, Mick turns around and eggs Norrison to get up as he prepares himself. Zane gets to his feet and turns into the grasp of Ashcroft who lifts him high into the air for a devastating chokeslam BUT Norrison keeps a tight hold on Ashcroft's arm and throws kicks into Mick who finally releases the hold; Zane falls to his feet and gives a kick to Ashcroft’s stomach, he then grabs his arm and Irish Whips Ashcroft against the ropes meanwhile Last is looking under the ring for something. Ashcroft bounces back from the ropes and Zane attempts DOOMED NATION! (Pop up Powerbomb) But Mick swiftly counters, twisting his body around with a modified Tornado DDT! Smashing Norrison’s head hard into the mat, not good for the zombie.
Ashcroft goes for a cover.
1..
2..
BROKEN UP BY OLIVER LAST! Wielding a sock with a bar of soap in it? Why do we have these things under the ring? Last twirls the sock around like it was nunchucks; artfully smashing it against Ashcroft’s jaw before showing off. Mick steps back and goes to charge Last but stops like he hit an invisible wall; Last reaches into his trunks and retrieves two cloves of garlic which I’m guessing he found under the ring too? He throws one clove into the air and swings the soap and sock hitting the garlic like a tennis ball towards Ashcroft who hisses and dodges out of the way, Ashcroft is confused but still panics; Last throws the other clove of garlic but Mick Matrix dodges like a damn champ, he looks back bearing his fangs and growls. Last stares back and drops his improvised weapon and turns to run but falls to the ground and howls in agony as Norrison, blood trickling from his scalp, chomps down on Last’s ankle! Oliver panics and kicks at Zane’s head as he tears flesh from Oliver’s leg; he finally gets free and rolls out of the ring backing into the barricade cradling his leg, his fight or flight finally telling him to GTFO.
In the ring, we have a pissed off zombie and an enraged vampire… Ladies and gentleman, truly this is Wednesday Night Warfare. Ashcroft rushes Norrison with unnatural speed and agility, grabbing Zane throat and forcefully throwing him into the opposite corner, Mick swiftly turns around and charges Norrison with ETERNALLY YOURS! The brutal Spear crumples Norrison into the corner, Ashcroft doesn’t relent grabbing Zane’s arm and pulling him from the corner and dropping him back down with MOONLIGHT LAMENT! He covers!
1..
2..
THR-NO! Norrison barely gets a shoulder up! Mick slaps the mat in frustration and grabs Zane’s leg before spinning him around and launching him into the crowd! Mowing down a family trying to enjoy a night out. Mick places his hand on his knees and calms himself but that doesn’t work as a cross is hurled at his head! Last on the outside flips the bird to Ashcroft and digs under the ring again, Ashcroft growls and goes towards Last but is hit with the edge of a table, seemingly on accident. Mick grabs his mouth as Last slides the table into the ring and poses to the wild crowd. Last crawls into the ring, blood still oozing from his wound but now with some confidence grabs the table again but Mick kicks the table and knocks Last away against the ropes. Ashcroft takes the table and quickly sets it up.
Oliver pounces onto Ashcroft and knocks him against the table, Mick fights back but Last takes control and hits NEW PERSPECTIVE! Ashcroft isn’t moving! But Last refuses to go for the pin, instead looking at the crowd and then to the table, Last nods and grabs Ashcroft, struggling under his weight he manages to place Mick onto the table. Oliver raises a fist and begins to climb the turnbuckle. He lines up and flies through the hitting THE SKY IS FALLING!!!
Directly onto the wooden table! Ashcroft barely managing to roll off in time. Last lies in the broken table staring at the lights, unable to move. Ashcroft slowly begins to crawl towards Last and gets a hand on Oliver’s chest. The ref begins to count.
1..
2..
THRE-NO! Ashcroft is pulled away by Zane Norrison who is covered in blood, not all his own. Mick’s eyes widen looking at Zane towering above him, the zombie in full rage takes a bite out of Ashcroft’s shoulder, scratching at various other parts of his body! Mick screams in pain but bites back! Sinking his teeth deep into Norrison’s neck! Zane seizes in pain and grabs Mick’s head, throwing him aside. Zane stands to his feet, wiping his mouth. Ashcroft meanwhile is on his hands and knees retching, blood dripping from his lips. Zane chuckles as Ashcroft begins to projectile vomit blood and bile! Maybe sucking zombie blood wasn’t the brightest idea, but hey, it was the heat of the moment.
Ashcroft turns paler than before and wobbles to his feet, clearly dazed and confused like a drunkard. Norrison halts Mick’s movements with IN THE WAKE OF DEATH! Not taking any chances he quickly springs up gasping for air and jumps to the ropes.
DON’T FEAR THE REAPER!
The Lionsault hits perfectly! Zane pins Ashcroft!
1..
Last finally begins to stir.
2..
Last crawls to intercept!
3!!! But Oliver Last is just not quick enough! The bell sounds, Last drops his head onto the canvas in defeat as Zane Norrison raises his arms in victory!
WINNER - ZANE NORRISON
Zane starts to celebrate that he is the winner of the match, and then 'Just the good old boy's hit the Arena sound system, and SBW with his body guard following close behind walks down the ramp with the Hart title.
He grabs a microphone from someone at ring side, and gets inside the ring. Last and Ashcroft are leaving the ring.
"Ladies and Gentlemen we have our new Hart Champion. Management decided to put it on the line here tonight in secret so you three could have something worth fighting for without realising it. So here you go Mr Norrison."
SBW gives the belt to Norrison, who takes it and can't believe he did it. He starts celebrating as the cameras go to commercial.
NEW HART CHAMPION: ZANE NORRISON
MATCH #2
IVORY BROOKS
-VS-
KID KOOL
X-TREME RULES!
Ivory and Kid Kool both enter the parking lot for their Xreme rules match. But, right off the bat, something seems to be a little off about both competitors, like they're hearts just might not be in it. They both look at each other strangely for a bit before Ivory breaks the silence.
Look Kid Kool, I'm not sure I'm feeling this.
Kid Kool cants his head. How come?
Well, did you hear about that horrific plane crash on the news? That was supposed to be my flight to get here! But I was running late and just barely missed it.
Kid Kool looks astonished. Oh my God, me too! Thank God for horrible time management skills.
I know, right? So listen, I can't stop thinking about that brush with death. And today, well, I guess I just feel like instead of inflicting terrible violence on another person, that maybe we should....I don't know....celebrate everything that's wonderful and miraculous about life!
Kid Kool smiles. I was thinking the same thing. I just had an idea. How about you and I blow this pop stand and head out for some drinks?
Ivory returns his smile warmly. I think I would like that. But who gets to pick the place?
I got it. He pulls a coin out of his pocket. Heads I pick, tales you pick?
Sounds good to me!
Kid Kool tosses the coin in the air, and time seems to slow down a bit as we watch it flip end over end. Suddenly, from the left side of the screen a bird darts into view, and the coin smacks it in the face! The bird, shaken and thrown off course, careens over the parking lot and into the adjacent busy street!
Driving past the arena at that exact moment, a man is trying to light a cigarette in his car. Flipping his lighter open, he brings it up to his cig when the bird splatters onto his windshield, cracking it. The man, who as already distracted, panics and makes a hard right. He was also, of course, significantly over the speed limit, so when he hits a parked car it serves as a ramp, boosting his car up into the air and into the adjacent lot. The car tumbles end over end and Kid Kool looks up just in time to get absolutely fucking PASTED by it! Seriously, it lands right on top of him, rendering him nothing but a red splotch on the pavement.
Seeing this horror, Ivory shrieks! The gas from the ruined car starts to spill out, and she's so dumbstruck that she doesn't even notice it pooling at her feet. That's when the driver, who is now unconscious, lets the lighter slip from his hand. It tumbles end over end and lands in the rapidly expanding pool of fuel, setting it instantly ablaze. Ivory, who was standing in it, is immolated! She tries to run away, but slips in the gas, which just makes the situation worse. It doesn't take long before she's burned to a crisp.
RESULT:
WINS!
WINS!
MATCH #3:
THE MIZ
-VS-
PETER GILMOUR
X-TREME RULES!
"Daddy's Fallen Angel" by In This Moments comes blaring through the speakers as Peter Gilmour come out from the back. He takes a moment and looks down and makes a polishing motion on his newly won tag team title. He Walks down to the ring, the surrounding area littered with various objects. Each of which is a viable weapon in his match versus The Miz. Peter gets into the ring and picks up a Kendo stick and waits for The Miz to come out.
Miz's theme music comes on and He slowly walks out towards the ring. Followed by Maryse, the two pose with each other and take selfies while walking down the ramp. The Miz gets near the steps and makes his way up and starts to enter the ring. Peter makes a dash for him, Miz quickly moves back out on the steps as he tells Gilmour to get back. But this is an Extreme Rules match. Gilmour just reaches over and grabs him and pulls him over the top rope. Miz's body makes a thud as it slams into the mat. The bells rings and the match is officially started and the relative star is already on his back.
The Veteran Gilmour stands in the corner goading The Miz telling him to " get the fuck up!"The Miz rises to his feet and tries to get his bearings and Peter rushes him again but Miz falls back to prone as peter trips over his feet and face plants. The Miz rolls out of the ring and goes for a chair. He slides back into the ring and begins to smack Gilmour in the back and legs.
The Miz keeps the assault up as Peter now goes into a fetal position. The Miz pulls back to slam the chair into Gilmour once more but he is caught in the knee with a stiff kick from Gilmour. Miz falls face first onto the mat, and Gilmour rolls out trying to walk off the brutal chair shots delivered by the Miz. The ref follows after Gilmour to see if he can continue. Peter shoos off the ref and keeps walking around the ring. He grabs a table and slides it into the ring. He then grabs a sack full of thumbtacks and places them into the ring. The Miz is still on the mat nursing his knee.
Gilmour grabs Miz and brings him to his feet. Where Miz begins to through punches and kicks into Gilmour's body and legs. Miz while on the offensive begins to push Gilmour back into a corner. He begins to chop Gilmour in the chest, the crowd begins to count.
1...
2....
3...
4....
5...
6....
The Miz seems to be more and more cocky with every chop. After the sixth chop, The Miz walks away from the now slumped down Gilmour in the corner. He walks over to the table and leans it against the corner turnbuckles on the opposite side of the ring. Taking a moment to pose and talk to Maryse. The two blow kisses to each other and Miz turns to walk back to face Gilmour when is met with a vicious spear. The two men go crashing through the table and fall to the outside of the ring.
The two men bruised and bloody from the metal in the table lay prone on the floor. The ref begins to count as Maryse is trying to rally her husband to get up.
1...
2...
3....
4....
Gilmour is the first to stir and gets to his feet first. He walks over to the slumped body of miz and looks towards the crowd...
"SUCK MY DICK"
He leans down and pulls Miz to his feet once again and Irish whips him into the barricade. Miz's back slams into the barrier and he crumple a little. Gilmour rushes him and the two go through the barrier into the timekeeper's area. Gilmour once again gets back to his feet and grabs Miz. He walks him over to the ring and rolls him in. Once in the ring Gilmour goes and grabs the bag of tacks and spread it on the mat near a corner. He grabs Miz and sets him for a suplex. Gilmour gets him into the air drop miz and himself onto the pile of tacks. The two men writhe on the mat backs bloody and covered with puncture wounds.
Maryse is on the side of the mat pleading with the ref to stop the fight. The two men get to their feet and lock up in the center of the ring. The two begin to throw strikes at each other, neither one giving up although both seem exhausted. Miz kicks Gilmour in the gut and sets up for his Skull Crushing Finale. Gilmour's face slams into the mat as Miz goes for the cover.
1..
2...
KICKOUT
Miz shocked by this rolls of Gilmour and begins to argue with the Ref. Pleading his case and telling the ref he needs to learn how to count. While this is happening Gilmour has made his way to the Kendo stick. With a sickening whack, Gilmour makes contact with the already bleeding back of the Miz. Strike after strike as The Miz falls to his knees and then to his stomach. Each strike bringing more and more blood to the surface. It began to splatter now all over the mat. Gilmour short of breath has broken the Kendo stick. He throws the now useless weapon to the side and rolls out of the ring to get another table.
The words"Never Be Silent" flashed on the screen. Gilmour stood in shock as he waited for Jessalyn to come out of the back. He stands anxiously waiting with a baseball bat in hand walking towards the ramp with cruel intentions. But, Nothing happens, He makes his way back to the ring to take care of Miz. Maryse is up on the mat telling the ref to end the fight.
Gilmour upset by this moves the Ref out of the way and yells at Maryse. She pulls out something and sprays it into the eyes of Gilmour but he moves and hits the ref. The ref falls to the mat and holds his face. Gilmour goes to look at the ref when he is caught with a Kendo stick to the back. He looks back to see how The Miz is on his feet but it is Hart... Jessalyn hart has attacked Gilmour. Maryse tries to yell at her but is caught with a superkick to the side of her head. Hart continues to beat Gilmour, The Miz gets back to his feet just in time to see what happens. He rushes Hart and tries to knock her out of the ring. Hart drops the Kendo stick as she loses balance for a moment. She turns around to face Miz. He throws a punch and Hart ducks the fist makes contact with Gilmour putting him down for a moment.
Hart kicks Miz in the gut and sets up up the Canadian Destroyer. The two flip through the air as Miz lands once again onto the tack on the mat. Hart gets up and walks back over to Gilmour. She drags him over to the prone Miz and lays him across him. She grabs the Ref and rolls out of the ring while walking back up the ramp the mouths the word" WE ARE NOT FUCKING DONE. THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING!". The ref comes too wiping his eyes and seeing the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
Winner - The Miz
Jessalyn Hart backs her way up the ramp with a smile across her face as she just cost Peter Gilmour his match against The Miz.
MAIN EVENT
MORBID ANGEL
-VS-
MASTERMIND
IF MASTERMIND IS STILL THE TELEVISION CHAMPION THIS MATCH WILL BE A TITLE MATCH
5 stages of Hell Match
Best of 5 falls.
1st Stage - Submission Match
2nd Stage - X-treme Rules Match
3rd Stage - Tables Match
4th Stage - Last Man Standing Match
5th Stage - Inverted Cruifixion Match
The two men lock eyes with each other inside the steel monstrosity, Morbid’s gaze doesn’t shift as he stands there with his arms folded. Mastermind walks slowly around the ring tugging at the first floor of the steel cage skyscraper. He turns to face the Morbid one whose eyes are glued onto the Master of Minds.
Morbid rushes from his corner to tackle Mastermind who sticks his feet to the ground and counters his force into a type of rugby scrum; Mastermind’s feet slide but he pushes against the mass of Morbid, throwing his shoulders against Morbid Angel’s and forcing him back to the centre of the ring and he quickly rotates around tripping Morbid and wrapping around him with his trademark MIND SLEEPER! Mastermind looking to end this early!
Morbid flails in the hold as his face turns red, veins popping from temples as his body goes limp but his penis goes hard? Kinky. Mastermind tightens the hold as Morbid gasps for air, sputtering out wisps of homophobic slurs. This is around the time Mastermind notices the raging boner in Morbid’s tights; he releases the holdout of shock. Morbid keels over catching his breath, he eyeballs Mastermind and then the tent he’s pitching. A devilish grin grows on his face; he turns to face Mastermind, thrusting his groin at him like a meat-covered rapier. Mastermind looks disgusted, backing away from the lunges; perhaps Morbid is trying to make him submit in a truly unorthodox way.
This goes on for some time. Can’t fault Morbid’s endurance.
Finally, Mastermind has enough and on a careless lunge on Morbid’s part, Mastermind takes advantage with a stiff knee to Morbid’s pride and joy. The Morbid One goes cross-eyed, wind exiting his lungs as he falls to his knees. Mastermind follows up with a dropkick to the kneeling Morbid; a stream of blood exploding from his nose as he snaps back and falls to the mat. The cage shudders and the arena begins to shake; Mastermind holds tightly onto the cage wall as he tries to keep his balance. The tremor passes quickly, could this be from the mass of steroid-induced muscle hitting the canvas or something else?
Morbid scrambles to his feet and rushes Mastermind with a stiff forearm, ‘M’ stumbles against the ropes and returns with a haymaker against the bloody face of Morbid; he wobbles dazed before shaking off the concussion and throws a hook into Mastermind’s ribs; Mastermind lets out a groan in agony and Morbid pulls him in for a bear hug; lifting The Master of Minds off his feet and squeezing tightly.
Mastermind roars in pain, feeling Morbid’s ‘angel’ press against his thigh. Mastermind gets some room and delivers a brutal forehead, but Morbid refuses to yield.
Another!
And a third!
Which finally makes Morbid drop Mastermind who falls to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Morbid clutches his worn face and spits blood onto the canvas; Mastermind holds his side and gets to one knee. Morbid rushes Mastermind but is countered with a beautiful snap suplex from seemingly nowhere! But Morbid doesn’t meet the canvas, instead being flung against the cage wall and tumbling down the ropes! The cage structure rumbles.
Mastermind drags Morbid into the centre of the ring and applies his patented MIND CONTROLLER!
Morbid lets out a blood-curdling scream as his spine bends in ways no spine should; Mastermind is taking no chances, putting all his strength into this maneuver! Morbid scratches at the mat, trying to crawl out but to no avail. He twists his body for some leeway but only damages himself more!
The two men roar in the ring, one from pain the other from the effort. Mastermind shouts at Morbid Angel. “Just tap damn you! Tap!”
“Never!” Morbid screams, blood spitting from his lips. “VICTORY FOREVE-AAAAARRGGGH!!!”
Mastermind leans into the Boston Crab more, an audible crunch is heard from Morbid’s back as his wails fill the arena. He tries to hold out as best he can but the pain is far much to bear and he finally taps out. Mastermind releases the grasp as soon as he hears the bell and falls to the mat out of breath.
Mastermind shakes his head looking at Morbid and rolls his shoulder. Morbid groans in a pool of blood, struggling to turn over he clutches his back. Suddenly, the cages begin to shake unlike before, this time more violently. Then the arena shakes as dust falls from the ceiling, the fans start to worry. The arena cracks and rubble begins to fall! A large brick of concrete crushes senior Warfare referee Darren Frey on the outside of the cage! But who gives a shit!? The crowd disperses in panic, as Mastermind stumbles to his feet wobbling with the ground as the earthquake begins to knock the cage structure from side to side. The steel groaning as it begins to collapse!
Mastermind has the wherewithal to exit the cage but Morbid, incapacitated slowly crawls to the exit.
Mastermind dodges a steel beam on the outside as he looks to the cage breaking apart; the inverted crucifix at the top swinging menacingly. The top cage collapses in on itself, Mastermind reaches a hand into the first floor through the cage door for Morbid who is mere feet away but the heavy iron crucifix falls and smashes through each floor and strikes The Morbid One! Mastermind looks away in horror and backs off as the rest of the steel cages crumble like a house of cards, each layer falling onto the body of Morbid Angel obscuring him inside the twisted metal.
The quakes finally subside, Mastermind backs away, mouth agape, onto the ramp witnessing the carnage.
The arena now empty, Mastermind stares at the destroyed structure. Only the sound of metal groaning, and the sight of the grave of Morbid Angel.
Warfare fades to black.