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![]() ![]() ![]() Sunday July 22nd 2001
![]() EWA WEEKEND WARFARE
![]() Scene fades in. We are following the HUD of a jet bomber, flying over Manhattan. The HUD picks out the EWA headquarters, The Bateman Center. Dig, by Mudvain begins to play as the Bateman Centre is targeted by the aircraft's HUD. Scene cuts to a smart bomb detaching from the bomber and spiraling down through the clouds toward the Bateman Center. As it hits and explodes, the music kicks to high gear and the video montage of EWA wrestlers taking bumps etc plays in time with the beat. The music reaches a climatic hit, at which point the screen flashes white, fading back to the EWA Weekend Warfare logo, cast in shining steel, covered by tails of blue electricity. Bill Altieri's voiceover begins.
B.A. "Welcome everyone to the Bateman Center! Welcome to Weekend Warfare!"
![]() Mr.D “And warfare it promises to be tonight Bill. There is so much going down tonight. Personally, I can't wait for the big grudge match between the Prez and Vice Prez! The Flawster is gonna kick Hanson's Mmmbop ass!”
B.A. “Well, you don't have to wait too long D, because that match is first on our agenda. Let's take a look at how this EWA changing match came about. Keep in mind folks, the tension between these two men”
< A video montage airs, showing the build up between the Prez and Vice Prez >
P.L.U.C.K. by System of a Down blasts over the p.a. and Cole Hanson steps through the curtain wearing black adidas pants and a black tanktop. The crowd boos wildly, but a few fans rally behind Cole yelling, "Fuck him up!" and "Hanson is hardcore!"
BA "I'm sorry to say that I believe that poor Cole Hanson is going to get the beating of a lifetime here tonight."
Mr.D "I think Hanson's got what's coming to him. He pissed of Flaws and now Flaws is gonna piss on him."
Eminem's voice becomes audible as I'm Shady begins to play. Phil Flaws strides down the isle wearing baggy porn star jeans and an black shirt sporting an EWA logo, slapping a fan's hand occasionally. He stops at the bottom of the rampway, closes his eyes, and smells the air. His efforts get him a huge pop.Flaws looks at Hanson for a moment, then sprints towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Hanson immediately goes after him, kicking him in the back of the head as he slides in.
B.A. "Hanson looking to finish this match before it's even started."
MrD "I'm smelling a quick match here, but it could go either way."
Hanson picks Flaws up by the hair and hits him with a an underhand chop to the throat. Flaws falls back on the ropes to hold himself and take a breather but Hanson gets right back on him, hitting him with hard stomps to the midsection.
MrD "Flaws had better wake the fuck up and smell the coffee 'cause Hanson's gonna take him to town if he doesn't."
B.A. "Once again, this is a very hard match to call. I want to keep my job so I've gotta watch my mouth."
MrD "Just call it like it is."
Hanson grabs Flaws by the arm and whips him into the ropes on the opposite side. Flaws comes back and ducks a clothesling attempt by Hanson. He hits the ropes and ducks another clothesline by Hanson. Hanson bounces off the ropes and goes to spear Flaws who is now running towards him, but misses as Flaws leap frogs over him, sending him flying out of the ring under the top rope. Flaws bounces off of the opposite ropes and charges towards Hanson. He drops down and hits the recovering Cole with a hard baseball slide to the jaw. Hanson flies back into the steel barrier outside the ring.
MrD "B.A., that was damn near fuckin' brutal. I'm foreseeing a large amount of those moves to come."
B.A. "That's lame D. You've now gone on to damn near fuckin' brutal."
MrD "Hey, I've gotta keep it novel."
As the anouncers continue to talk back and forth Hanson slides back into the ring. Hanson and Flaws go back and forth with right and left punches until Hanson simply grabs Flaws in a reverse headlock and drops backwards, planting him with a huge ddt. Hanson runs to the nearest turnbuckle and leaps upon it. He turns around and holds his hands in the air to the crowd. The crowd pops a small amount. Hanson then taps his elbow and leaps into the air backwards looking for a top rope back elbow drop onto Flaws. Flaws quickly rolls out of the way however, and Hanson hurts himself greatly upon impact.
B.A. "Could be over here folks. Flaws going for the quick roll up!" 1.....2.....No!
MrD "Could someone get in there and teach this ref how to count?! This match should be over!"
Flaws and Hanson both bound to their feet. They lock up in a test of strength and Flaws gets the upper hand. He kicks Hanson hard in the face and then locks him up in a side headlock. He wrenches on Hanson's neck for a minute or so and Hanson falls to a knee. Flaws continues to apply pressure and Hanson continues to slowly lose consciousness. Suddenly Hanson comes to life. He stands up completely, then moves his left hand under Flaw's leg and his right arm around Flaw's back. Hanson lifts him up and hits him with a wicked belly to back suplex. Both men lie on the canvas for a moment and the ref begins to count........
1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....7.....8.....and both men slowly get to their feet. Flaws hits Hanson with a few right hands and picks him up by the head and lower abdomen and slams him down with a body slam. He then climbs a near turnbuckle and motions to the crowd.
B.A. "The president now signaling for some type of top rope high risk move."
MrD "Wait! Vengence is making his way down to ringside."
B.A. "What the hell is this?!! He has no business being here. Get the hell outta here you creep!"
Vengence runs down the ringside and leaps on the apron near Flaws. He flips him off from behind, then pushes him off of the turnbuckle. Flaws flies headfirst into the canvas below and lies stunned on the mat. The ref calls for the bell and Vengence climbs the turnbuckle on which Flaws had previously stood. He flips off the ref and then leaps into the air and comes crashing down on Flaw's ribs with a hard elbow drop.
B.A. "Get that son of a bitch out of here!"
MrD "This is bullshit! I'm tired of perfectly good matches like this being ruined by disgruntled workers."
Immediately after Vengence's elbow drop the entire locker room pours into the ring. The ref leaps out of the ring through the ropes and calls for the bell again. Wrestlers galore flood the ring, and fists and spit fly everywhere.
B.A. "Where the hell's 357?"
MrD "I'm already sick of this guy. Hasn't he at least got an opinion on management?"
357 is seen running through the crowd with a chair and he leaps on the apron and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. He holds the chair in the air and the crowd begins to chant, "Hardcore.....Hardcore." He then points to Cole Hanson and leaps into the air. He swings his arms in frog splash fashion, then holds the chair over his chest and hits Hanson with a huge chair assisted splash.
MrD "MECCA TOAD SPLASH!"
B.A. "There's gonna be hell to pay for 357 later. I can almost guarantee that."
357 then rolls Flaws out of the ring under the bottom rope, however the wrestlers continue to pound away in brutal fashion.
MrD "What the hell is this? Is 357 the Prez's bitch? What a loser!"
B.A. "He may be a brown noser, but it looks like he found himself the right man to suck up to. From what we have just seen, I'd say a war is coming"
<An advertisment airs for EWA merchandise>
MrD "Well, next Vengence clashes heads with Gator. This should be one hell of a match up."
B.A. "Ah, indeed it should. Both men are athletes in their primes and both men are looking to become the next E.W.A. World Heavyweight cham....."
Bill Alteri is cut short as Iron Man blares over the speakers. The entire crowd says "I am ironman" with Ozzy Osbourne at the beginning of the song in unison and Vengence enters through the curtain. He holds his arms in the air and the crowd gives him a mediocre reaction. He runs down to the ring and slides under the rope. He turns and looks at the entryway, waiting for his opponent.
B.A."Vengence looks extremely focused here tonight. This match has "masterpiece"written all over it."
MrD "Bring on the Canadian."
Greed by Godsmack begins to play and Gator swings the curtain open and charges towards the ring. The crowd explodes and he gets a standing ovation from the crowd. Gator slides under the bottom rope and he and Vengence immediately begin trading punches. Gator takes control right off and lifts Vengence up and comes crashing down with a basic vertical suplex. Both men leap to their feet and measure each other up.
Mr D "Gator's gonna teach Vengence a lesson in pain."
B.A. "That may very well be. Sorry for such a lame response D., but I want to see these two pound each other. I need to concentrate."
They both go for a test of strength, but Vengence kicks Gator hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He follows up and spikes Gator with a basic ddt. Gator lands flat on his head and lies on the ground clutching it. Vengeance stomps hard on his stomach and lifts him up by the head. He whips Gator against the ropes and hits him on the return with a massive lariat. Gator falls to the mat, grabbing his throat.
B.A. "....."
MrD "Sorry folks, but B.A. is in deep concentration. Vengence is really taking control here tonight. We may see a quick finish here."
Vengence picks him up by the head and whips him against the ropes. When Gator comes back Vengence leaps into the air with a heavy dropkick, but Gator catches him from the side and slams him hard to the mat. Vengence bounds to his feet and swings at Gator with right hooks. Gator blocks the punches and reacts with some rights of his own. He pulls in the temporarily stunned Vengence and hooks him up in what could be another suplex. He lifts him up and holds him there for a moment. Then he simply drops and brings Vengence's head with him, nailing him with a gigantic brainbuster.
B.A. "....."
MrD "What impact! This match has to be over. 1.....2.....No! Only a two count."
Gator lifts the heavily hurt Vengence and whips him against the ropes. On Vengence's return Gator hits him with a wicked belly to belly suplex. Vengence goes flying to the hard canvas below.
B.A. "....."
MrD "Beautiful belly to belly by Gator."
Gator lifts Vengence by the head, but Vengence snaps out of it and hits him with a hard chop to the chest. He then hits him with snap suplex. He picks him up and hits another. He lifts him and goes for another but Gator blocks it and hits a snap suplex of his own. Gator lifts Vengence by the head and lifts him into vertical suplex position. Vengence slips over Gator's shoulder and lands behind him. Gator has no time to turn, as Vengence grabs him by the waist and hits him with a german suplex.
B.A. "....."
MrD "German suplex by Vengence. Wait! He's lifting him for another. Two german suplexes! No, not again! Three german suplexes! Triple german suplexes by Vengence!"
Vengence quickly mounts the hurt Gator's back and jabs his knee into his back. He then reaches around and locks in a camel clutch, completing the move.
B.A. "....."
MrD "Retribution! Retribution! This match must be over!"
Gator's face twists in pain as his spine and neck are wrenched away. Vengence shakes his head and laughs viciously. Gator crawls slowly towards the ropes as Vengence continues to apply pressure to his spine.
B.A. "....."
MrD "Gator trying to escape this extremely painful hold."
Gator makes it just short of the ropes and pounds his fists on the mat. The referee slides down next to him,
"Gator, do you give up?!" Gator lifts his hand and brings it swiftly towards the mat.
B.A. "....."
MrD "He's tapping! He's tapping!"
Gator's hand never touches the mat. Instead he stretches his arm to it's limit and grabs ahold of the bottom rope.
B.A. "....."
MrD "Damn it! I though that this match was over with no questions asked."
The referee forces Vengence to release the hold and Gator slowly stands to his feet. Vengence charges him and Gator flips him over the top rope with a one armed back drop. Gator drags himself to a close corner and drops into it, resting. The referee begins to count.....1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....and Vengence slides back in. Gator stands to his feet and looks Vengence square in the eye. He yells at the top of his lungs and pounds his chest. Vengence charges him with a vicious lariat. Gator ducks the hard clothesline and turns before Vengence has the time to respond. Gator grabs the stunned Vengence from behind and hoists him into the air on his shoulders. He throws Vengence's body into the air and drops to the canvas mat, driving his head and neck deep with a diamond cutter-like move. The crowd erupts as the moves is finished.
B.A. and MrD "THAT WAS FUCKIN' BRUTAL!"
B.A. "GATOR BREAKER!"
1.....2.....3!!!! Gator's hand is lifted in victory, but he falls back into a near turnbuckle and sits in resting position. After a few minutes Vengence makes it to his feet. He turns and looks at Gator. Gator stands and walks to Vengence. The
tension in the ring can be felt throughout the arena. Gator extends his hand and the crowd erupts again. Vengence looks around, then slides his hand into Gator's, with a firm hand shake. Once again, the crowd goes crazy.
B.A. "What an end to such an exhilirating match."
MrD "That was beautiful....."
B.A. "This is wrestling D., not the love boat. Get a grip. This could be the beginning of an alliance. Could this be a dawning of our new tag team division?"
<A video montage airs of Pepi Martinez taking all kind of high flying bumps in his former fed. The montage fades to black, then “INSANE” in bold red letters appears on the screen.>
B.A. “Yes folks, the insane luchadore is on his way to EWA. He will add a good style change to the EWA recipe”
MrD "He's a nut alright. What's his name, Pepi Le Pew? Anyways, next is Stud versus Chaos. This should be a match to remember."
B.A. "I agree fully. I will be thrilled if it compares with that last ma....."
Bill is interrupted as a fan slides into the ring wearing a J.C. Swinger shirt. Security immediately surrounds the ring and one member climbs up onto the apron and motions for the fan to leave.
B.A. "Who the hell is this?"
MrD "Someone rip that idiot out of the ring. Geez, everyone wants to be a part of EWA now."
The fan motions for a mic and the head of security looks at B.A. Bill reluctantly nods his approval and the fan is tossed a microphone.
Fan "How is everyone tonight? Great. I wanted to do some introductions! My name is D.C. Payne. And I am from Washington, D.C.! Isn't that cool! I wanted everyone to know that DCP...that's me...is a HUGE JC Swinger fan! A guess you could call me a super fan! I own his t-shirts, his lunch boxes, his action figures with the kung-fu grip. But tonight I get to live out my dream! I get to actually meet JC Swinger! He is up against that stupid SOB, Jeff Kane. You know Kane, I bet JC could beat you with only his feet! Those are very powerfull feet! Anyways, I just wanted to tell JC not to worry...DCP will be in his corner tonight! Thanks everybody!"
D.C.P.'s music hits and he slides out of the ring. He runs and jumps over
the barrier, then retakes his seat.
B.A. "That was our new signing? What a cheesy as.."
B.A. is once again cut off as Rock You Like A Hurricane by The Scorpians plays over the speakers. Tim Dewey comes through the curtain and looks around. Tim enters wearing no shirt, black leather shorts and red knee pads, coupled with black, patent leather generic wrestling boots, and taped wrists. He raises his hands in the air and the crowd pops wildly. Dewey starts continues down the ramp, but doesn't even make it to the ring as the lights go out.
B.A. "Chaos not giving Tim Dewey any time to think here tonight."
MrD "Even if he had it, he wouldn't think."
The lights returns and Dewey steps backed shocked as Chaos stands before him in the ring, wearing a black trench coat, black leather pants, no shirt, black boots and an elbow pad on his right arm. Chaos immediately begins working on him, hitting him with constant left and right fists to the stomach. Dewey falls to his knees and Chaos backs off. Dewey stands and is hit with a huge running clothesline.
B.A. "Chaos nealy decapitating Tim "The Stud" Dewey with that rough lariat."
MrD "Fuck him up. Fuck him up."
Chaos quickly locks on an stf on Dewey. The crowds boos emphatically.
MrD "Your Fate is in Chaos' control!"
B.A. "This could be over without five minutes having gone by! This is incredible."
Dewey struggles, but quickly reaches the ropes. Chaos goes to pick up Dewey, but is hit with a quick right punch to the face, followed by a modified belly to belly suplex. Chaos flies over Dewey's head and crashes hard on the mat, landing on his back and neck.
B.A. "Dewey showcasing some great technical moves here tonight."
MrD "Man........that was fuckin' brutal!"
Dewey lifts Chaos up and pulls his head inbetween his legs. He blows a kiss to a girl in the crowd and locks his arms around Chaos' waist of a powerbomb. Chaos quickly retaliates and lifts up his head, bringing Dewey with him. He grabs Dewey's legs and slams him hard on the mat with a savage spine buster.
MrD "That was........"
B.A. "Horrific!"
MrD "That's not what I was looking for B.A."
Chaos lifts Dewey by the hair and whips him into the ropes. On the return Chaos hits him with a belly to belly suplex. Dewey slams hard on his head and neck.
B.A. "Dewey tasting his own style now."
MrD "Chaos better put this little man away while he has the chance."
Chaos picks up the groggy Dewey and pulls his head between his legs.
B.A. "This could be a powerbomb or maybe even a piledriver. Chaos has been known to spike his opponents with vicious piledrivers."
MrD "He should have just covered him."
Chaos with a huge heft lifts Dewey's body upside down in the air.
B.A. "Looks like he's going for a piledriver."
Dewey somehow manages to reverse the move, however. He somehow moves his his body to the side and turns Chaos upside at the same time. Thus, Chaos is
held in the exact opposite position.
MrD "No! I told you! I told you!"
B.A. "Chaos has just had him move reversed in a very unorthodox fashion."
Dewey leaps into the air and comes crashing down on Chaos' head. He quickly turns him over and goes for the pin. The crowd counts with the referee,1.....2.....THRE, NO! The entire crowd responds with an "OHHHHH"
B.A. "Very close count there! The Stud was one second away from moving on in this tournament."
MrD "The Stud was one second away from removing years from my life by the anguish that his win would cause."
The Stud lifts Chaos to his feet and whips him against the ropes. On Chaos' return Dewey locks in a belly to belly.
B.A. "This match is over!"
MrD "Please God, no!"
Chaos stops dead in his tracks and hits Dewey in both sides of the head with huge stereo fists. Dewey releases the hold and clutches the sides of his head. Chaos quickly grabs him with both hands by the throat.
MrD "Redemption! I'm smelling a Redemption!"
B.A. "The end is near."
Chaos lifts Dewey into the air and comes crashing down with a sitdown chokebomb.
MrD "Count with me B.A.!"
B.A. "No."
MrD "1, 2, 3! What a night this is for me!"
Chaos' hand is lifted in victory as he stands above Dewey's unconscious body.
B.A. "Impressive match. Bad ending."
MrD "Don't be such a cynical guy Bill. I believed in Chaos all along. At every moment, infact."
B.A. "Liar."
Mr.D's attention is draw to the monitor on the announce table.
Mr.D “Hey, there's a guy waving to me on the monitor”
B.A. “(sighs) That's one of our back stage staff D. They're trying to tell us we're a little behind time and we should move on quickly.”
Mr.D “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
B.A. “See, your foul mouthed antics have got the show running behind”
Mr.D “Hey, tell the guys in the ring to fuck each other up quicker!”
B.A. “He never learns folks. It's a good thing TNN let us use profanity during our shows!”
Sully Apathy's music begins to play over the p.a.
B.A. "This is unscheduled."
MrD "This is becoming habit."
Sully walks down the rampway to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. He calls for a mic and catches it in midair as it is tossed to him.
S.A "Good evening good people of Manhattan. It has been brought to my attention that Eternal Breakage members have been seen in the Bateman Centre tonight.
B.A. "Is that true?!"
MrD "I had heard some of the guys talking about it in the back, but I never saw anything."
As if irony is controlled by the devil himself, Mr. D. is choked out from behind with a cobra clutch. Bill Alteri jumps from his seat and leaps back a few paces to see D.'s attacker.
B.A. "Folks, I'm still with you. The attacker appears to be the mystery that is Switch. We've heard rumors, but we never saw anything."
S.A."Switch! I want you! Get in here."
The figure that is thought to be Switch looks at Apathy. He runs and slides into the ring under the bottom rope.
B.A. "We need some e.m.d.'s out here now! D.'s badly hurt."
E.m.d.'s begin running down the isle to get to Mr. D., but the two men inside the ring are oblivious. Sully and Switch stare each other directly in the eye. Sully shakes Switch's hand, then turns and begins to leave the ring. The crowd joins in a chorus of boos.
B.A. "What is this? Some kind of dark pact?"
Switch turns his back and Sully stops on the apron. He reenters the ring and waits for Switch to turn. Switch turns around and gets locked in in a snap suplex-type position. Sully hoists Switch into the air and comes crashing down on his head and face with an inverted ddt.
B.A. "Apa-tizer! D. has his payback! I'm not exactly sure what's going on here with Sully Apathy and the Eternal Breakage, but I'm positive that we'll find out shortly, whether tonight or soon after."
The e.m.d.'s carry Mr. D. away on a stretcher, Sully leaps out of the ring and exits through the crowd, and security staff come to carry out Switch's limp body.
B.A. "Folks, this next match up should prove to be the match of the night."
Sober begins to play over the speaker system and J.C. Swinger enters the arena through the curtain. The crowd boos him heavily as he makes his way to the ring with Tina on his arm. He stops halfway down the isle and flexes his massive biceps, which Tina fondles, then continues to the ring.
B.A. "J.C. Swinger, the self proclaimed God. He's a very big man."
Last Resort by Papa Roach begins to blasts over the speakers and Jeff Kane enters the arena through the curtain. Chaz walks by his side in a well tailored, well over $1000 suit. Kane's eyes give him away as a little more edgy, and a little more demented than usual. He carries in his right hand a baseball bat with lightbulbs attaches to it and Chaz carries 6 hydrogen bulbs taped together.
B.A. "From the very looks of this, I don't think that this match is going to be pretty. Kane said that he would take it to the extreme but.....isn't this a little extreme?
Chaz and Jeff stop at the top of the rampway and Chaz puts down his bulbs for a minute. Then he rips off the jacket of his suit to reveal a Jeff Kane shirt. The shirt reads: Team Kane.....(shows a picture of Jeff Kane in a nice Armani suit)....Property of the Sensational One Inc. Chaz and Kane continue to the ring and they slide under the bottom rope. Swinger raises his chin a little to the much smaller (width-wise) Kane and looks down at
him.
Kane "Swinger you think you are extreme. Well I want to test you. Tonight you are going to experience true violence taken to a whole new level. So with that I say bring out the stuff."
(From the entrance way emerges four man carring objects. The first man is carrying a barbwire table. he walks towards the one corner and rests in there. The second guy is seen walking with a sheet of glass. He places in in another corner. The third guy is seen with a table that in covered in hydrogen bulbs. He places that in a corner. The last guy is seen with another sheet of glass.)
Kane "Swinger welcome to the first ever EWA four corners of Death match. Come get some punk."
(Chaz has a look of fear in his eyes)
B.A. "Folks, I am truly disturbed."
Chaz leaves his hydrogen bulbs in the ring and slides out quickly. He walks to the anouncers table and takes Mr. D.'s seat next to Bill Alteri.
Chaz "Hey, Bill man. What's goin' on?"
B.A. "Cut the introductions. What the hell is going on inside of Jeff Kane?"
Chaz looks around frantically for a moment, then looks back at B.A.
Chaz "I'm not sure. He's been off of his rocker for hours now. We were sittin' at his house watchin' some shit on t.v. and all of a sudden he gets this crazy ass look in his eye. I tried to calm him down but he hasn't said more than five sentences to me since."
B.A. "Well, let's get this match up started."
The bell rings and Jeff Kane immediately goes after J.C. Swinger with the bat taped with lightbulbs. Swinger ducks a few swings and manages to get a clothesline in on Kane.
B.A. "Nice clothesline by J.C. Swinger."
Chaz "That was luck my friend. Talking about luck, you know how lucky I've been getting lately? Chicks have been all over me lately, man. I mean, I may be a midget, but I'm no midget down below, if you know what I mean."
B.A. "Please just commentate on the match at hand."
Chaz "Speaking of hands, I may have little hands, but when I work these things....."
Chaz is cut off by B.A.
B.A. "Please spare me the pain."
Swinger picks Jeff up by the hair and whips him into the ropes. On the way back he goes for what looks like a military press, but it clocked on the top of the head with Jeff's light bulb taped bat, causeing two bulbs to bust on Swinger's head.
B.A. "That's horrible."
Chaz "The D. Man isn't here to say it so.....that was fuckin' brutal!"
B.A. "Please, no more. No more."
Chaz "Hey man, Swinger did this to himself. He asked for this kind of punishment."
B.A. "Nobody asks for this kind of punishment."
Jeff picks J.C. up by the hair and whips him into the ropes. Swinger hits him with a huge clothesline on the way back and stomps Kane's head into the canvas. He picks him up and bodyslams him hard into the mat. He turns his back to Kane and picks up the taped flourescent lightbulbs. Jeff quickly grabs his bat cracks J.C. across the forehead when he turns, causing more of the lightbulbs to bust.
Jeff Kane picks up the bashed J.C. and whips him into a corner containing a sheet of glass. The glass shatters and Swinger slumps down in the corner.
Kane picks him up and whips him into the opposite corner, which also contains glass. As Swinger runs, glass shards can be seen hanging from his back. He slams into the second sheet of glass, except face first this time. He falls onto the turnbuckle, and then back on his back and screams in agony as glass twists and juts into every cut in his body.
B.A. "Would someone please get in here and stop this bullshit?!"
Chaz "You want me to interfere?"
B.A. "Yeah, let's destroy this man some more. Stop being an idiot."
Chaz "Calm down man. I was just offering some help."
Kane picks up the taped hydrogen bulbs that Chaz brought with him to the ring and waits for Swinger to get to his feet.
Chaz "That's my boy. Batter up baby."
B.A. "This is sickening."
Swinger gets up to his hands and knees and looks at Kane who looms over him. He shakes his head no vigorously. Kane laughs and cracks the bulbs across his head, shattering them and ripping a huge gash in Swinger's forehead and face. Tina can be heard in the background, screaming for someone to stop the match. Jeff spits at here and picks Swinger up. He whips him hard into the barbed wire and then throws him off the barbed wire by his blood matted hair.
B.A. "Please, someone stop this match!"
Chaz "Boys will be boys, Bill"
B.A. "I feel sick to my stomach."
Kane picks the barbed wire off of the broken table and lays it on the ground near Swinger's head. He picks Swinger up by the hair and hoists him onto his back. He stands for a moment with a crazes look on his face, then drops Swinger head first into the barbed wire with a death valley driver.
Chaz "Death Valley Driver!"
B.A."....."
Five referees flood the ring and try to contain Kane. Jeff grabs two flourescent bulbs off of the table and sets them on the mat at his feet. He picks up one and charges a ref. He smashes him in the head, smashing the bulb and at the same time, knocking him to the ground. He grabs another bulb and does the same to another ref. Two referees grab him by the arms and he headbutts one and bodyslams the other of the barbed wire. The referee who got the headbutt starts to recover, but is picked up by Kane. Kane runs full speed at the table with the remaining flourescent bulbs and leaps into the air, driving the ref through the table and through the bulbs.
Chaz "Gore! Gore! Mother fucking gore!"
B.A. "....."
The last ref calls for the bell and tries to scramble out of the ring. Jeff grabs him by the hair and lifts him onto the apron. He throws him over the top rope by his hair and stomps on his head. He then picks him up and hits him with the Kane-asser. He then quickly climbs the nearest turnbuckle and lifts his hands into the air. The crowd boos loudly, but cannot stop him as he leaps into the air and hits the fallen referee with a shooting star press.
Chaz "Sensation!"
B.A. "I can't believe that this is happening. Please, someone stop the brutality!"
Jeff stands to his feet and grabs J.C. Swinger by the hair. He drags him to the ropes where Tina stands, sobbing. He tries to force Tina to kiss her bloodied boyfriend, but to no avail.
Chaz "Well, sorry I couldn't stay a little longer, there B.A. My main man's heading out. I'm sure that we're gonna party hard tonight. Catch you on the flip side."
Chaz slides into the ring and holds Kane's hand in victory. The crowd erupts in boos.
B.A. "This is just sick. Sick!"
Chaz and Kane then exit the ring and start walking up the isle. J.C. Swinger slowly makes it to his feet after Kane has made it to the top of the ramp and stopped (where he watches Swinger on the Psychotron,) and D.C. Payne slides into the ring. He holds Swinger's hand up in victory. The crowd's cheers are deafening. He turns towards the crowd and then back to Swinger. He looks at the bloodied Swinger with a smile, then takes a step forward and plants Swinger in the head section with the Payne in the Neck (super kick.) D.C.P. tears off his J.C. Swinger shirt to reveal a Jeff Kane shirt identical to Chaz's. The crowd erupts in bood again. Tina gasps and begins to cry again and Jeff Kane turns back towards the ring, laughter escaping both he and Chaz, as visible on the Psychotron.
B.A. "Folks, the EWA has taken a turn for the worse as of late. Bloody matches and beaten men are not things that I myself take pride in. Forgive these men."
As fans get a welcome respite to the carnage and backstage workers clean up the ring, suddenly the Fabulous Freebirds music hits, making the fans go nuts
B.A. “(groan) Tell me it ain't so…”
With that, Mr D re-emerges from the curtain, dressed in his old spangled wrestling cape. The fans go totally crazy as he runs to the announce table, where he retakes his seat.
Mr.D “Mr Delicious in the house!”
B.A. “As you can see folks, we are now rejoined by Mr D, in his “having a midlife crisis” costume!”
Mr.D “Bill, I look the shit, and you know it!”
B.A. “Well you certainly look shit…”
The banter is interrupted by an explosion of pyro at the top of the rampwaye pushes the curtain out o
Bodies by Drowning Pool plays and Violence pushes the curtain out of the way and enters at the top of the rampway. A wave of boos fills the arena. Trinity clings to his arm and he speaks to her the entire way down to the ring as if he is warning and berating her.
MrD"Woohoo! Look at that!"
B.A."You'd better not let Violence here you say that. I think if he did me might go off and kill you."
MrD"Hey, he can't here me while I'm over here. Wow, look at her!"
Headup by The Deftones blasts over the speakers and the lights go completely out. The lights begin to brighten and Hades is seen standing in the middle of the ring. The fans give him a mixed reaction, however most of the response is negative.
B.A."That never ceases to frighten me."
MrD"I think we all know where this guy is going."
Underground by Life of Agony begins to play over the p.a. and Dan Etoll strides into the arena. The fan's reactions are generally positive, and he gets a large pop. A few fans flip him off and yell obscenities at him but he continues towards the ring, oblivious to anything but the two men standing within the confines of the squared cirlce. He takes a hold of the bottom rope and pulls himself up so that he's standing on the apron. He climbs the nearest turnbuckle and holds his arms in the air, an effort for which he gets a huge pop from the crowd.
B.A."It's my prediction that Dan Etoll is going to make a huge impression on both the entire roster and the entire staff here tonight."
MrD"His smell is already making an impression on me."
357's music begins to play and 357 comes out of the curtain. He also gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. He approaches the ring wearing his usual attire, except that this night he's wearing a towel over a portion of his head and face.
MrD"Who the hell does this guy think he is? Sabu? Tazz? Laurence of Arabia?"
B.A." We've begun to see a lot of changes in 357 since he made his true identity known to all of us here in E.W.A. He's beginning to really seem like a real human being."
357 climbs into the ring under the top rope and motions for a mic. A crew guy tosses a mic over the top rope and 357 catches it. He removes the towel from his head and tosses it outside the ring. He paces back and forth for a minute, then stops and stares at both Violence and Hades.
357 "Lately I've been getting a lot of heat from the boys in the back for my interference in you two stooge's match at Body Count. What no one seems to understand is that it's not about the people that I attack or interfere against. It's about me. You see, since I debuted here in E.W.A. I haven't gotten one single ounce of notice from anyone. Not even when I went on my beating rampages as E.W.A.'s own enigma. The only people that reacted to it were the people who got beaten, and they barely even reacted. So I guess it all boils down to this; after we beat the living bejesus out of you two clowns here tonight in a no holds barred tag match I'll be worth more here. In addition, I'll be worth more elsewhere."
B.A."I guess I spoke too soon."
MrD"Hey, it's nothing new."
357 is interrupted as the crowd begins to chant, "Sellout.....Sellout....."
357 scratches the back of his head as he waits for the crowd's chants to die down.
357 "You people aren't understanding this. It's about the championship gold! The more I win here, the more chances I'll get to wrestle elsewhere. The more I wrestle elsewhere, the more championships I tuck under my belt. You see, that means that I may have the honored privilege to wrestle in a company better than this rat hole."
The crowd begins to chant again, "Sellout.....Sellout....."
357 shakes his head.
357 "You people just don't understand. Ring the damn bell."
B.A."This match starting off on a strange foot here tonight."
Immediately after the bell is rung Hades charges 357. He shoulder blocks him and sends him crashing to the canvas.
B.A."This is a huge difference here, both in style and in size."
MrD"Hades is nearly twice the size of 357!"
Hades lifts 357 up by the hair and pulls him into standard suplex position. He lifts him and 357's body in mid air, then tosses him back first onto the mat.
B.A."Huge power moves being displayed here by Hades."
MrD"This guy could snap 357 in two with two fingers."
Hades backs up and waits for 357 to stagger to his feet. He bounces off the ropes and clotheslines 357, sending him over the top rope.
B.A."This match may be over sooner than we thought."
MrD"This is pathetic. Just roll that idiot in here and pin him. Worth more anywhere else my ass. This guy can't even hold his own here."
Hades picks 357 up by the head and lifts him up, belly to belly. He wraps 357's legs around his waist and holds him there. Violence backs up on the apron, then runs and dives off, landing a brutal leg across 357's throat.
B.A."Great double team efforts by Hades and Violence."
MrD"That was fucking brutal!"
B.A."I'm beginning to worry about you D. Folks, keep your eyes on Dan Etoll. There's no way that he would simply allow his partner to be double teamed like that without any form of struggle."
As if B.A. commands Dan's actions, Dan is seen standing on the top turnbuckle. Hades turns and sees Dan, but can't react in time to stop the missile dropkick from the top. Dan places his legs into the abdomen of Hades, sending him back into the steel barrier. Hades drops into sitting position and Dan bounds back to his feet. He takes a few steps back, then runs and baseball slides Hades right in the groin.
MrD"Holy Mary mother of God!"
B.A."Horrific baseball slide by Dan Etoll straight into the lower regions of Hades."
Violence hits Dan with a few forearms to the back, then whips him into the steel steps leading to the ring. Dan crumples in a heap after his bones meet the unforgiving steel. Violence walks towards Dan and begins to hit him with hard punches to the face. 357 slowly stands and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He runs and bounces off the ropes on the opposite side then dives through the ropes towards the unsuspecting Violence with a tremendous flying shoulder tackle.
B.A."Violence just now taking his first major hit. The other three competitors have at some point or another already been hit in some savage fashion."
MrD"That just says how intelligent Violence is. He's keeping his head about him."
B.A."Either that or cowardice."
MrD"Violence is no coward B.A. Don't make me tell him you said that."
B.A."Just stick to the match at hand please."
Hades, now beginning to recover begins to stand. He pulls himself up using the steel barrier, still holding his crotch. Pain is etched on his face as he struggles to walk at first.
B.A."That must have been horrendous to endure that punishment. Hades still feeling the effects of that baseball slide that occurred at the near beginning of this match up."
MrD "You can bet that he's not going to be having kids anytime soon. Not that he would anyway."
Hades walks behind 357 and hits him with hard fists to the back. He grabs him by the collar and tosses him back into the ring. Dan and Violence both begin to rouse at the same time and climb into the ring.
B.A."I think Hades and Violence may be looking to put away these two right now."
MrD"I hope so. I don't know how much longer this embarrasment can go on."
Hades and 357 both stand and pace in a circle around each other.
B.A."Looks like we might get to see some technical wrestling. Maybe even a test of strength."
MrD"Test of strength? More like test of how easily Hades can beat the living shit out of 357."
B.A."357 may be a prick D., but he's not a no talent wrestler."
Both Hades and 357 throw their arms and lock up.
B.A."We've got a test of strength!"
MrD"This will be the most lopsided test of strength in the history of professional wrestling."
Hades begins to gain control and pushes 357 down to a knee with his strength. Dan runs to hits Hades, but it stopped dead in his tracks when Violence clips him from the side. Dan falls to the canvas, clutching his side. Hades continues to dominate 357 and pushes him down to both knees. Violence picks up the winded Etoll and hits him with two snap suplexes. He then picks Dan up again and pulls his head between his legs. He casts a hateful stare to crowd and the crowd responds with an almighty chant, "Dan Etoll.....Dan Etoll....." Violence responds by hoisting Etoll into the air and throwing him back first into the canvas with a huge powerbomb. Violence screams to the agitated crowd, "Chant your hero now!" The crowd responds with a huge boo.
B.A."The crowd is really getting on the case of Violence and Hades."
MrD"It's just because they, like their heroes are poor losers."
Hades lets out an unholy roar and raises his body up as if he's going to push 357's entire body to the canvas. 357 with an amazing feat of agility spins his body so that he's lying on his back looking up at Hades and at the same time twisting Hades' arms in a torturuos position. He then kicks his feet into Hades' abdomen and flips him with a tremendous monkey flip, sending him careening to the hard mat below. 357 flips himself up and runs to the nearest turnbuckle. He leaps onto it and shows the hardcore sign to the crowd, then points to the ceiling with the hardcore sign, bends down a little to the side and looks up. He gets a huge mixed reaction from the crowd. A large chant begins, "357.....357....." while at the same time another chant begins, "Sellout.....Sellout....."
B.A."357 is really making a huge impression on the crowd today, but I'm still not sure whether it's negative or positive."
MrD"I will admit that this guy is showcasing some amazing agility. That's as far as the praise goes."
While 357 stands on the turnbuckle Violence walks to the turnbuckle and stands behind him, waiting. 357 turns around and is met with a punch to the mid section followed by numerous punches to the face. 357 falls down on the turnbuckle into sitting position. Violence mounts the turnbuckle and hooks 357 up into cradle position. The crowd boos emphatically as Violence falls off the turnbuckle still holding 357 and plants him with a huge top rope cradle ddt.
MrD"That was fuckin' brutal!"
B.A."Sadly enough, I agree."
Violence stands and walks to the ropes. He grabs the top rope and and pulls it down so he's resting on it. He screams at the crowd and is responded to with another wave of boos. Hades now standing runs toward the fallen 357 for what could be a leg drop or elbow drop but is cut short as Dan Etoll comes to life and tackles him head on. He goes back and forth with lefts and rights and Violence doesn't see any of it. Dan dismounts and waits for Violence to turn around. Violence slowly turns and when realizes that he's been set up it's too late. Dan moves forward and places a kick right into Violence's jaw.
B.A."FOODSTAMP! This match could be over in a heart beat."
MrD"Not again! Hades get up you idiot!"
Dan grabs Violence by the head and picks him up. He ducks under the top rope so that he's standing on the apron facing Violence's back and he slingshots himself over the top rope and nails Violence with a flying bulldog. He rolls Violence out of the ring under the bottom rope.
MrD"No! No! No!"
B.A."Mr D., it looks like the bad guys are finally beginning to get theirs."
The crowd begins to chant, "Homeless Champ.....Homeless Champ....."
MrD"Homeless chump!"
B.A."If he's a chump what does that make Violence?"
MrD"....."
Hades rises to his feet and grabs the unsuspecting Etoll by the legs from behind. He bends down and picks Dan up upside down on his back. He holds Etoll by both legs and lets out another unholy roar. He sprints forward and leaps into the air. He comes crashing down on both Etoll's back and head.
MrD "Oh my God! I knew that Hades wouldn't fail the only remaining good people of this world."
B.A."Hades has just come crashing down on Etoll's whole upper body with that Demon Crusher. He's nearly twice the weight of the greatly under sized Etoll."
Hades stomps hard on the mat and yells, "Heaven to Hell!"
B.A."Hades now signaling for his primary finisher, From Heaven to Hell."
MrD"Now this match could be over in a heart beat."
Hades turns back around and picks Dan up by the head.
B.A."Where the hell is 357?"
MrD"Probably finding something to cheat with."
Hades leads Etoll by the head to the turnbuckle and places him on it. He climbs up after and pulls Dan's head in under his arm. 357 runs and slides back into the ring holding a chair. The crowd goes wild and Hades looks around confusedly. 357 holds the chair in the air, then charges to the ropes directly next to Hades. He leaps onto the top rope still holding the chair and bounds off of it with a springboard leg lariat with a chair. His leg connects with Hades' head and the chair cracks hard into the side of Hades' face, sending him crashing backwards off of the turnbuckle onto the hard mat below.
B.A."Incredible dexterity and agility by the nimble 357!"
MrD"This match is unbelievable!"
357 quickly helps Dan off of the turnbuckle. 357 then jumps onto the top of the turnbuckle and turns to face Hades. Dan sees Violence on the apron and charges him. Violence ducks under the top rope and hits Dan in the midsection with a hard shoulder block. Dan staggers back and runs forward again. Violence ducks back under and hits him with another shoulder block. Dan backs up and begins to run forward, but stops before he is in Violence's range. Violence ducks under again but finds no one there. Dan leaps into the air and comes crashing down on the back of Violence's neck and head with a vicious guillotine leg drop. Violence clutches his throat and falls back to the outside of the ring.
B.A."Incredible athleticism by every wrestler that's competing in this match tonight."
MrD"This match could go either way. Both encouraging and disheartening at the same time."
Dan grabs Hades by the hair and leads him to the turnbuckle where 357 sits. 357 pulls him in and Dan runs to an adjacent turnbuckle. 357 leaps into the air and spins Hades in a tornado ddt, then spins his own body and changes it into a leaping bulldog. Dan who waits on the adjacent turnbuckle leaps into the air and comes crashing down with a huge elbow drop from the top.
B.A."That was an incredible sequence of moves by 357 and Dan Etoll."
MrD"That was incredible. That was fantastic. That was amazing. That was.........
fuckin' brutal!"
357 runs back to the turnbuckle and climbs it again. He does his signature hardcore sign/point to the sky taunt again. This time the crowd responds in an almost completely positive cheer. Violence slides in under the bottom rope and grabs Dan Etoll. He runs and throws him over the top rope by the hair to the outside of the ring.
He runs to the turnbuckle that 357 stands on and low blows 357. He pulls 357 down and whips him to the ropes. He charges forward and nearly beheads him with a huge clothesline. He picks 357 up and pulls his head between his legs.
B.A."Looks like 357 may be going for a similar ride to Dan Etoll's."
MrD"Slam that son of a bitch down!"
Violence pulls 357 up into the air but can't finish the job because 357 falls loose and hits a reversal tornado ddt. 357 quickly pulls Violence up and grabs his head from behind. He holds his hand up with the hardcore sign and slams Violence down backward, bringing his arm down across Violence's throat. The crowd erupts in cheers.
B.A."Straight Edge Razor! That's one of 357's patented finishing moves!"
MrD"I can't believe my eyes."
B.A."Well believe them."
Hades climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring under the top rope carrying two chairs in one hand and a singapore cane in his other. He drops the chairs and waits for 357 to turn around. 357 does his signature taunt and turns only to be cracked across the skull with a hard singapore cane shot. The crowd boos wildly and Hades lifts his free hand and flips off the entire crowd. 357 slowly staggers back to his feet and is once again nailed in the face with a vicious cane shot. He staggers back and falls against the ropes, using them to hold himself up. Hades holds the cane in the air, then charges forward and cracks the cane across 357's skull again. Dan Etoll reenters the ring and picks Violence up by the head. He hits him with a few forearm shots to the face, then kicks him in the stomach and hits him with a stunner.
MrD"Dead Weight Dropper! This may be the end of the match!"
B.A."You're rooting for the wrong guy Mr.D."
MrD"Hey, I'm sticking with who I think's gonna win."
B.A."So you're a front runner?"
MrD"Call me what you will. I have many names."
B.A."Dan Etoll going for the cover. 1.....2.....TH-NO! Hades cuts Etoll's count off with a savage cane shot to the back of the head."
Hades picks up Dan and whips him into the ropes he catches him on the way back and plants him with a huge forward spinebuster. Hades picks up Etoll and hoists him onto his shoulders with Etoll facing out. He spins around for a moment then comes crashing down with a reverse Death Valley Driver.
MrD"That was fuckin' brutal!"
B.A."D., lay off the brutal word for a while."
MrD"You're just jealous 'cause you didn't come up with a cool catch phrase."
B.A."Call the match."
357 begins to stand again and Hades picks up his singapore cane, then runs at 357 and clocks him with another hard cane shot to the head. 357 simply drops and lays on the canvas in a heap. Violence slowly comes to and sits on the wounded Etoll's back. He grabs Etoll's legs and pulls them up in boston crab position. He then changes the hold into The Pain by jabbing his knee deep into Etoll's back, between his shoulders. Etoll's face contorts in agony and he screams in pain. Hades walks to Etoll's head and begins cracking him in the back of the skull with the singapore cane. Etoll cries out in pain and clutches the back of his head, trying to protect it from the horrific cane shots. Hades continues raining down hard cane shots to Etoll's head until the screaming stops. Violence drives his knee even harder into Etoll's back and the ref slides into the ring. He taps Etoll's face and holds his arm in the air, letting it drop three times. He calls for the bell to be rung. The bell rings and Violence and Hades are declared the winners. Bodies by Drowning Pool begins to play over the speakers. The referee goes to hold the winner's hands in the air but they don't even acknowledge his presence. Hades continues to beat the already beaten 357 with the singapore cane and Violence continues to apply pressure to Dan's legs and back with The Pain.
B.A."Stop the damn attacks already! This match is over!"
MrD"Someone needs to get in here and stop this."
B.A."Where the hell is Phil Flaws? Pres., get out here and stop this!"
MrD"Don't call him out B.A. He's got far more important things to do."
B.A."Like what?! These men are getting brutalized! This is ridiculous!"
Violence releases the punishing hold on Etoll and picks up one of the chairs that Hades brought into the ring with him. Hades follows suit and replaces his singapore cane with a steel chair. The two men pick up Etoll and throw him to the ropes. As he returns they hit him in the face with their chairs. Etoll's legs give out and he falls through the air in a crumpled heap. Hades and Violence then pick up 357 and whip him to the ropes they hit him in the same way they hit Etoll. However, Hades picks 357 up and leads him to the turnbuckle. Violence pushes a chair on the ground a small distance from the turnbuckle. He then positions the other chair infront of him. At the same time both men complete their moves. Violence hooks Etoll up in a vertical suplex, then releases him and catches him around the waist as he falls down in a high impact piledriver onto the chair. Hades pulls 357 in at the same time that Violence lifts Etoll up in a suplex and pulls him up so that he's sitting on the turnbuckle. He then falls off of the turnbuckle and lands with 357's head crashing into the steel chair. The chorus of boos that comes from the crowd is deafening.
MrD "The Punisher! From Heaven to Hell! What great moves!"
B.A."You're a sick son of a bitch D. I can't believe that you'd even acknowledge these two men after what they just did."
MrD "I'm just calling the match."
B.A."Ladies and gentleman I apologize for this incredibly horrific display of inhumanity here tonight."
Hades stands and calls for a mic. He catches the mic and begins to speak
Hades "This is bullshit. We won this match and you bastards know it. That's not what's important though. What's important is the fact that we beat the hell out of these two morons, who couldn't keep their noses out of our business. So you're worth more here now 357? I don't think so you little punk. I don't see Flaws out here either. Looks like he doesn't even give a rat's ass about you. When you wake up you'll realize just how stupid you were to even open your mouth about us. And now on to Dan Etool. That's all you are. A tool. You're being used by this little punk 357 to make it to the top and you don't even know it. I'm fucking out of here!"
With that, Hades departs from the ring, limping slightly as he walks to the back.Violence takes the mic
Violence "I warned you didn't I? I warned you both that you would get punished. And here you lie, in MY RING, like a pair of broken saplings, your life ebbing away. You thought that you'd come out here and break us down with your stupid little hardcore image, but instead, we beat the living shit out of you two pieces of midcard shit! Trust in Violence little man, for I am the new way."
B.A."I will guarentee that these two sick sons of bitches will get theirs. I don't know how, but I know they will. I'm Bill Altieri signing off for myself and for the foul mouthed Mr.D. Folks, once again I apologize for such a barbaric display this evening. Good riddance and good night."
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