TWOStars: Wrestlemania!

[Darkstar]

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the following show is a special pre watershed production but has been classified as needing parental guidance as it contains violence and some sceans that may offend some viewers. Also strobe lighting may be used.


The screen starts to show a birds eye view of Los Angeles, the sun still high in the sky. The view fades out to that of the Staples Center, outside of which a flashing billboard exclames 'TWOSTars: Wrestlemania! Sold Out!'

The screen fades out and the TWOStars opening sequence begins, complete with 'Carve me an Edge' playing through.

As the opening credits fade out they are replaced with an internal shot of the sold out Staples Center. At ringside are sat Micheal Cole and Tazz- along with several thousand screaming fans!

MC: hello and welcome to TWOStars Wrestlemania! Im Micheal Cole and alongside me is my broadcast partner Tazz. Well Tazz, tonight is a stunning night for all concerned, we have 'The Prototype' going one on one with 'Triple V' Violent Vinni Vengence, the final of the US title belt tournament Welsh '50/50 'Scouser' takes on 'The Chav' and also the Four Way Eliniation Match for the Tag Belts!

Tazz: And thats not forgetting Acid Christ defending the World Heavyweight Championship against the Evil Gringo!

MC: True Tazz, and thats not all these fans get. Many of them have special all day tickets allowing them to stay for the Extreme Revolution Wrestlemania event later on tonight! Thats good value for money if you have one of those tickets!

Fades to Re-Evolution promo.

[Darkstar]

Back from promo.

Just then the music of Jordi Warner hits and he makes his way onto the ramp to a mixed ovation.

Jordi: Hey listen, I know this next match, I’m not involved in it, and that’s fair enough but I’ve just come from backstage and have been told to come out here to make this announcement about this next match and that it is now a No Disqualification match. That’s all

Jordi disappears backstage again as the bell now rings and the announcer officially calls for the match

"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for 3 falls and is the Four Way Elimination Tag Team Match for the Tag Team Championships."

Gets the money plays and The Million Dollar Man Chris Eagles and The Phenomenal Mickhail Mills make their ways through the curtain and down to the ring.

"Making their way to the ring, first at a combined weight of 493 pounds, from New York City and Palm Beach Gardens Florida respectively, they are the team of The Million Dollar Man..Christopher Eagles and the Phenomenal...Mickhail....Mills.. The are ‘Re-Evolution!’

"And their opponents, first at a combined weight of 500 pounds, the team of the Drill Sergeant, Hank Hammerton and The Judge....Sid Commandant.

The familiar sound of You Don’t See The Signs plays as the green duo make their way out onto the ramp, Holt and Disciple as the crowd reign a chorus of boos onto the Master of the Trash mouth and his sensei. Trash takes a sign from a fan which reads Go Dammage and rips it in half. He laughs until Holt slaps him around the back of the head and then he raises his eyebrow at a very concentrated Chris Holt. Trash grabs his signature Trash Can from under the ring and slaps it as Holt looks onwards into the crowd from the turnbuckle.

"And team 3, at a combined weight of 484 pounds, both hailing from England......they are the team of Chris "The Incredible" Holt and his tag team partner........Tom "The Disciple" Trash."

As Trash plays up to the crowd the music of Darkstar hits, Break Stuff and the crowd immediately rush to see the TWOstars owner come down to the ring. He does just that. As the flames make a path to the ring. Dressed all in black he walks solemnly to the ring and gets in dressed all in black as he stands in front of the ring announcer.

“And introducing from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 265lbs...The Owner of TWOstars......Darkstar."

The explosions on the stage interrupt the announcer as the smoke fills the entrance way. From it runs to the side a dark figure, he points to the crowd and then to the other side. He walks down the ramp through the smoke and reveals himself. As the music of Can't Stop continues to play he slides in the ring as before the announcer can even announce him as Brian Dammage an 8 Man Brawl breaks out.

Eventually after a few moments the dust seems to settle and the referee sounds out the mayhem and we kick off with Darkstar and Hank Hammerton starting off. They lock up and Darkstar gains the advantage with a top wrist lock. Hammerton reverses and Darkstar puts a boot into his gut sending him into the corner of Trash and Holt. As Holt chokes the life out of Hammerton, Trash slaps Hammerton's back and tags himself in. He seems cocky as he gets in the ring and parades around taunting the fans. He then looks into the intense eyes of Darkstar and he slaps the chest of Holt to tag him in and gets out of the ring.

Darkstar looks on and locks up again except this time with Holt, neither man can gain an advantage so Holt pulls his elbow pad up as Darkstar turns to look at his partner Dammage. Holt then hits a cheap shot on Darkstar. And starts to beat down with rights leaving Darkstar holding onto the ropes as Chris pulls away. As Darkstar gets to his feet Holt runs at him with such force he squashes Darkstar again the ropes and Darkstar drops to his knees. Holt grabs Darkstar and drags him over to the corner of Eagles and Mills. He tags in Eagles and they both then shoot Darkstar into the ropes. Holt jumps up for a dropkick but Darkstar holds the ropes and Holt lands flat on his back and rolls out of the ring and Darkstar is left with Eagles who he quickly clotheslines to the mat. He picks Eagles up and slams him to the mat with some power then tags in partner Brian Dammage. They both stomp away on Eagles before Dammage gets down for a pinfall...only 1 before the kickout. Dammage gets back up and walks over to Trash and slaps him hard across the chest tagging him in. Trash gets in and runs towards Eagles for a quick cover...1....kickout. Holt stares at Dammage as to how he tagged in Holts partner. Dammage laughs it off as Eagles gets to his feet and Trash goes to tag in Holt but then sees Eagles trying to make a tag and runs to try and catch Eagles before he makes a tag. He’s not quick enough as Mills gets in and cleans house as he takes down Hammerton, Holt and Trash with clotheslines and shoulder blocks. Mills runs at Holt and dropkicks him out of the ring onto the apron and then kicks the thigh of Trash taking him to the mat. Hammerton runs at Mills who back body drops him over the ropes into the arms of a prone Holt. Meanwhile Trash makes a tag to Sid Commandant, Hammerton’s partner.

Sid comes in and stares down Mills. He picks him up and holds him above his head before slamming him down to the mat. Trash runs at Sid but gets thrown to the other side of the ring. Sid taunts to show his muscles and Darkstar and Dammage get in the ring. They both look at each other and kick him in the gut. They lift Sid up onto the shoulders of Darkstar and Dammage grabs the neck...They spin him round midair and Sid lands on his back in pain. Dammage makes a cover despite not being the legal man. Hammerton runs in and tries to drop an elbow on Dammage but he misses and connects with the chest of Sid. As Sid Rolls out of the ring Dammage makes a blind tag. Mills climbs back in the ring unaware and immediately goes towards Trash. He picks up Trash by the hair and lifts him onto his shoulders; He goes to powerbomb Trash but Tom rolls out the back and pushes Mills who walks straight into a spear from Dammage...1......2...Kickout.

Dammage looks amazed as Trash and Holt then double team on Dammage with an Irish whip. Darkstar however takes out Holt leaving Trash and Dammage to brawl for a few moments before Hank Hammerton tags himself in by tagging Mills who leaves the ring. Hammerton smashes a big axe handle to the back of the neck of Dammage and then to the chest of Trash. He picks them both up and shoots them into the ropes. But he misses with a double clothesline, when they come back he tries to suplex the both of them, but the double ddt him to the mat and Dammage makes another cover....1......2......3. Hammerton and Sid are eliminated


MC: So folks we are down now to three teams as this match now becomes a triple threat elimination match.

Tazz: Oh yeah Cole and this match will of course crown the Tag Team champions

MC: Indeed it will Tazz, the first ever TWOstars tag team champions.

Camera pans to TWOstars nameless Diva holding the two belts in an open briefcase

MC: And there are the belts Tazz

Tazz: Beautiful Cole, a work of art!

MC: Back to the action here then as Mickhail Mills takes over from the now eliminated Hank Hammerton.

Mills goes straight after Dammage but gets taken down with an arm drag. The two exchange various moves, countering each others arm bars and drags and take downs. The crowd applaud as both men get back to their feet with neither man taking an advantage. Mills challenges Dammage to a test of strength. Dammage waits for the crowd encouragement before taking on Mills. Mills is devious however and kicks Dammage in the gut before using the entwined arms to flip Dammage over. Mills keeps a grip on one arm and twists it into an arm bar.

MC: Mills takes the advantage here in the early going

Mills with the arm bar still applied spins around Dammage and brings the arm behind Dammage. Dammage backs Mills into the ropes and the referee forces Mills to release the hold. Dammage tries to Irish whip Mills out of the corner but his arms gives way and Mills reverses. Holt makes the blind tag off Dammage who turns around and remonstrates with Holt. Holt just hulks up in Dammage’s face and Dammage gets the message to leave the ring.

Tazz: think that’s a bit of pay back for the tags Dammage made earlier Cole!

Mills looks on in fear at the fact that he has to face Holt, runs to his corner and tags Eagles. Eagles remonstrates and tags Mills back in, who then tags Eagles again. Referee Patrick gets annoyed with the constant tagging and orders Eagles into the ring.

MC: looks like neither man wants a piece of Holt here Tazz

Tazz: Well would you Cole, he is the biggest man in this match, he’s fresh and he is by the looks of it, pretty fired up.

Eagles circles the ring, looking on at Holt with fear. He then stops and points to his head as if he has just had a brain wave. He reaches into his attire and picks out a wedge of hundred dollar bills. He shuffles them around and separates a few before going over to Holt. He holds the bills and puts them in Holt’s hand, and makes a gesture that he goes to tag Dammage in.

MC: Could it be that Eagles is trying to use his money and wealth to take Holt out of the match.

Holt grabs the money

Tazz: it seems to have worked Cole!

Holt walks across to Dammage and slaps him on the chest, Eagles looks around and salutes the crowd. Before Dammage can come in, Holt signals with a finger to give him just one moment.

Holt spins around Eagles and lands a forearm to the face. After a kick to the gut he picks Eagles up and holds him high above his head before unleashing….

Tazz: Incrediplex Cole! Incrediplex!

MC: Looks like Eagles’ plan has backfired tonight here at Wrestlemania

Dammage makes the cover as Holt blocks Mickhail Mills’ path.

MC: Referee Patrick makes the count

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3. That’s Mills and Eagles eliminated from the match, what in the world was Eagles thinking? Trying to buy a wrestler out of the match.

Tazz: That wasn’t smart from Eagles for a man with lots of money he doesn’t seem to have much sense and has now cost his team the chance to win the gold at the granddaddy of them all, Wrestlemania!

MC: That brings us down to the final two teams here at Wrestlemania in a match that will decide our first ever tag team champions.

Holt and Trash look on as Dammage gestures to one of them to get into the ring.

MC: Dammage is on a roll here Tazz, two pinfalls already to his name to set up this deciding fall; does he have it in him to deliver the gold for his team?

Tazz: Well Cole, Dammage may have the momentum but he has been in there a long time, to me its all about whether he and Darkstar can work as a team. If they can then there is a good chance they can overcome the well oiled unit that is Holt and Trash.

MC: You say well oiled Tazz but was saw just last week on Xtreme TV that the interference of Trash cost his partner the chance to progress in the United States title tournament.

Tazz: Yeah Cole but mistakes happen and this is the grandest stage of them all, Wrestlemania, you can see the focus and desire that all men in this ring have.

MC: Into the ring comes Tom The Disciple Trash, these two wrestlers in the ring have had quite a rivalry these last few weeks.

Trash and Dammage circle each other, Trash running his mouth making full use of his new catchphrase “Your ass is trash”

Collar and elbow tie up as Dammage doesn’t allow his tiredness to handicap his weight advantage. Dammage utilises this and pushes Trash back into one of the now neutral corners of the ring.

On realising the hold, Dammage takes a step back and starts to chop away at Trash, pinning him back into the corner before every chop. The crowd “Wooooooooo!” with every chop.

Dammage then goes to work on the ribs of Trash with a couple of forceful forearms before Trash calls the referee in to suggest that Dammage has been punching with closed fists.

Referee Patrick speaks to Dammage who protests his innocence before going back to work on Trash. Trash pokes Dammage in the eye unseen to the referee before reversing and sending Dammage into the corner.

MC: Oh my, blatant cheating there from the Disciple, knowing the referee’s back was turned he cheated to gain the advantage over his opponent.

Tazz: No Cole that’s smart, doing what he had to do to get the advantage, rule number one in the book

Trash unleashes his own chop, without the crowd approval he gets annoyed and attempts to Irish whip Dammage out of the corner. Dammage however holds on and uses his advantage to pull trash back towards him, knocking him down with a short arm clothesline.

Dammage brings Trash back up to his feet and Irish whips him into the ropes before executing a perfect….

Tazz: Drop toe hold Cole now that was perfect.

MC: I can’t disagree with you there Tazz as Dammage gets down to the mat and takes control with a reverse chinlock.

Dammage spins around Trash and moves the chinlock into a front face lock, keeping Trash on the mat.

MC: Dammage really does exemplify technical wresting Tazz; chinlock into a front facelock and now into a side headlock, making sure he keeps moving taking the chance of a counter out of his opponents grasp.

Trash rolls onto his side bringing Dammage with him, Dammage’s shoulder hit the mat, a one count from referee Patrick before Dammage uses his weight advantage to roll back keeping the headlock applied.

Trash starts to get back to his feet before Dammage spins around, kicks him in the gut and delivers a snap suplex.

MC: Snap suplex followed by a pin attempt

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Kick out from The Disciple

Dammage gets straight back to work on Trash, bringing him to his feet in the centre of the ring. Another Irish whip from Dammage but this time Trash reverses, Dammage hits the ropes and comes back with a flying forearm taking Trash back to the canvas.

Dammage thinks twice about going for the pin and instead goes for another front face lock on Trash.

Trash wearily gets to his feet and forces Dammage back to the ropes where referee Patrick breaks up the hold

Trash distracts the referee as The Incredible Holt walks along the apron and clubs Dammage down over the back of the head.

MC: Oh my, yet more cheating from the team of Holt and Trash

Tazz: They are just being smart Cole, what the ref doesn’t see and everything.

Trash walks to his corner, holding the back of his head and tags in the Incredible Holt

Tazz: Oh yeah business has picked up here Cole.

MC: Well this could be the key to the whole match here Tazz, Trash has got the break and made a much needed tag, can Brian Dammage do the same.

Holt continues with his offence, clubbing Dammage on the upper back area, preventing Dammage from getting to a vertical base.

Dammage starts to get back to his feet; Holt kicks him in the gut before using Dammage’s position to send him from a gut wrench into a backbreaker. Casual cover from Holt

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Count interrupted by Darkstar

Holt contemplates going after Darkstar but just stares him down and gets back to business.

MC: Now we see Tazz, The Incredible Holt just wearing Brian Dammage down, he knows he has the sharpness over his opponent so he is just grinding Dammage down.

Holt applies an arm bar, stretching the arm over his own knee. Dammage starts to get up so Holt wrenches on the arm, Dammage howls in pain and the hold remains in place.

Dammage again starts to make it to his feet so Holt turns the arm to keep Dammage in pain. The crowd really start to get behind Dammage as he gets to the ropes, he Irish whips Holt out of the ropes but Holt reverses sending Dammage in. Holt misses with the boot and Dammage comes back with a flying clothesline taking both men to the floor. Dammage is howling in pain.

MC: What a move there by Dammage but I think it has cost him as much as it has his opponent.

Tazz: It looks like he used his arm that Holt has been working on, not a smart thing to do.

The crowd get behind Dammage to make the tag as both men struggle to their feet. Holt is up first and charges at Dammage but Dammage fells him with a drop toe hold into the corner and leaps to make the tag to Darkstar.

Darkstar gets a huge reaction from the crowd even though he is not a favourite as he starts to work on Holt, punching and kicking Holt in his team’s corner as Holt struggles to his feet.

Darkstar pummels at Holt’s head with a series of punches before pulling him out of the corner and flooring him with a roundhouse clothesline.

Quick Cover from Darkstar

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Shoulder up from Holt.

Darkstar picks up Holt’s head and slams it back into the mat, another pin attempt

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Kick out from Holt

MC: Darkstar is on fire here tonight Tazz

Tazz: Oh yeah and listen to that ovation, after all of your bitching about him, he is one of you. Next we’ll see him wearing cheap suits too.

Darkstar shows his frustration and slams Holt’s head repeatedly into the mat before referee Patrick executes a count.

Darkstar brings Holt to his feet and sends him back to the mat with a simple bodyslam. After a quick elbow drop he again goes for the cover.

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Kick out from Holt

Darkstar again shows frustration remonstrating with referee Patrick that the count was for three.

Darkstar hits another quick elbow and goes for another pin, again Holt kicks out before two and Darkstar slams his hands against the mat in disbelief.

MC: Frustration here is mounting for Darkstar as he can’t put The Incredible Holt away.

Darkstar gets to his feet and stomps at Holt before going back to his corner and tagging in the still weary Dammage.

Tazz: I think that sums it up Cole, Darkstar can’t get the job done so he’s told Dammage to get back to work.

MC: So Brian Dammage is back in the ring where he has spent most of tonight. Dammage goes to work on Holt, bringing his knee into Holt’s back as he hold’s Holt’s arms far apart to apply maximum pressure to the back.

Tazz: He’s buying some time here Cole, trying to bring his own energy levels up.

Dammage frees an arm to club Holt over the chest and then moves around him to bring Holt into a headlock on the canvas. Dammage wrenches it in tight as Holt looks to be fading, his green face paint starting to be worn away by all the punches he has taken.

Holt gets to one knee but Dammage rolls over him to bring Holt back to the canvas. Holt however starts to mount a comeback and gets again to one knee. He locks his arms around Dammage’s waist and executes an atomic drop to break the hold.

Tazz: Smart move there from Holt

The momentum of the drop takes Dammage into the ropes and back into Holt who propels him into the air with a back body drop.

Dammage gets back up quickly but Holt meets him with a running knee sending Dammage down to the canvas.

Holt walks over to Dammage and drops the elbow before going for a casual pin that Darkstar breaks up. Again, Holt just stares down Darkstar

MC: So we have this strange psychology here Tazz, where Darkstar can seemingly do as he pleases but The Incredible Holt will not go after him.

Tazz: No Cole, its simple, you can’t beat Darkstar if he isn’t the legal man so why waste energy on him. Holt is a smart guy, he may not say much but you know he has a game plan.

True to Tazz’ words Holt gets right back to work on Dammage who seems to have a bloody nose from the Knee to the face.

Holt picks up Dammage and brings him towards a neutral corner before driving his shoulder continually into the gut of Dammage, before walking over and taunting Darkstar. Darkstar gets into the ring and his hurried back to his corner. With the referee’s back turned, Trash runs the apron to join Holt in beating down Dammage. The crowd howl their discontent as Holt works over the gut whilst Trash chokes Dammage with the tag rope.

MC: Darkstar seems to be purposefully keeping the referee distracted here Tazz

Tazz: Quit jumping on his back Cole, he is just showing concern for his partner.

Referee Patrick starts to give Darkstar an 5 count, on 3 he leaves the ring but gets back in to further distract the referee. Trash drops down from the apron and reaches under the ring.

MC: Oh my

Trash remerges on the apron with his signature trash can, Holt moves Dammage out of the corner and Trash slams the can over Dammage’s head as Holt takes a run and executes another running knee to the covered face of Dammage. Trash retrieves the trash can and scurries back to his corner, referee Patrick finally finishes dealing with Darkstar who is now holding the tag rope and gets back to the action.

MC: Could this all be a ply Tazz, I mean surely Darkstar could see what was happening.

Tazz: Yeah Cole he saw what was going on that’s why he tried to help his partner. Stop seeing things that ain’t there Cole!

MC: Holt goes for the cover

Tazz: This should be it Cole, new tag champs!

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Shoulder up by Dammage, what fight The Unstoppable one is showing tonight in his pursuit of tag team gold.

Holt scoops Dammage and runs across the ring

Tazz: Oh yeah!

MC: Shades of the British Bulldog with that expertly delivered running powerslam. Holt again goes for the pin

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Again a last moment kick out from Brian Dammage. The team of Holt and Trash is really starting to dominate this match Tazz.

Tazz: Well Cole they are a proper team, they have been teaming together for years so they have that experience that you need at the top level.

Trash drops off the apron and rummages under the ring, whilst Holt works away on Dammage.

MC: What can The Disciple have planned here

Holt sends Dammage into the ropes and catches him with a stiff clothesline but the camera focuses outside on Trash who is seen with a Ladder and is setting up the ladder on the outside of the ring. Trash grabs his Trash can and starts to climb the ladder.

MC: Oh my

Holt scoops up Dammage, elevates him and holds him in a vertical suplex.

Tazz: Incrediplex time here Cole, good night Vienna and all!

Holt however doesn’t hit the Incrediplex; he just keeps Dammage in the air and then after a good ten seconds brings Dammage back to earth in a stunning suplex.

Tazz: Now that is power Cole.

Instead of going for the cover, Holt picks Dammage back up and sends him into the ropes, Holt then moves out of the way so that he is not in the way as Trash leaps from the top of the ladder

Tazz: Top of the ladder Trashmouth here Cole!!!!

MC: But it fails to connect as Dammage sees in coming and ducks to avoid the incoming Trash.

Dammage gets to his feet and clotheslines the shocked Holt out of the ring before falling to his feet. The ring is filled with carnage, Trash arching in pain, a trash can and Dammage struggling to his feet with the aid of the ropes.

MC: This could be the turning point in the match Tazz, can Dammage get to his corner to make the tag

The crowd start to encourage Dammage as Darkstar looks on, urging his partner to make the tag. Dammage gets to his feet but spins around not knowing where he is. He sees Trash on the floor and the trash can, holding his head he heads to a corner, but it’s a neutral one. He stumbles across to Trash, picks him up and hits the…

Tazz: Can’t Stop Cole! Can’t Stop! This ting is over.

MC: But Trash isn’t the legal man, he needs to pin the Incredible Holt, but he is on the outside of the ring.

Dammage goes for the cover but referee Patrick lets him know that Trash isn’t the legal man. Dammage taps three anyway and the crowd pop for the “win”. Dammage sees Darkstar wants the tag and stumbles up and over to the corner. In an instinct move Trash grabs the leg of Dammage to stop him, but with the crowd willing him on Dammage leaps and makes the tag to Darkstar.

Darkstar comes in to another big crowd reaction and straight away picks Trash up and drives him back to the mat with a hard scoop slam.

Darkstar sees the Trash can lying there in the ring

MC: Here we go Tazz; it looks like Trash is going to taste his very own Trashmouth

Trash starts to get to his feet, staggering, Darkstar taunts him to come and get his property, Trash starts to walk over to Darkstar who backs into his corner.

Darkstar lifts the Trash can ready to strike but spins round. He slaps Dammage on the chest, letting him know that Dammage deserves the chance to beat Trash. Dammage gets into the ring as Darkstar goes lifts the Trash Can above his head ready to strike.

MC: Looks like it is the end for the Disciple here tonight at Wrestlemania Tazz

Dammage gets into position, ready to takeover once Darkstar has finished attack. Darkstar brings the trash can down, but spins………




And levels Dammage square in the face with the Trash Can!

Tazz: You guessed wrong Cole, Darkstar just levelled his own partner!

MC: Oh my! Why would you do that Tazz, he had the chance to win the gold here tonight at Wrestlemania but has instead turned his back on his partner.

Tazz: I dunno Cole, but he is our owner and he always, and I mean always has a plan!

Darkstar starts to stomp away at Dammage and beckons to Trash to go to the outside.

MC: What else can he have planned here Tazz?

Holt gets back into the ring and spins Darkstar around, the aggression on his face subsides and the two shake hands much to the crowd’s disapproval.

MC: Was this planned all along Tazz?

Tazz: I dunno Cole what is it with all the questions? Maybe I should ask you some. Number One, where did you get that suit? Number Two, did you keep the receipt? Number Three, Who’s you favourite member of N-Sync?

MC: How about we just get back to calling the action here Tazz

The camera pans to Trash on the outside, underneath the ring, he seems to be bringing out a table.

MC: I don’t think this is what Jordi Warner intended by making this a no Disqualification match Tazz

Trash slides the table into the ring and sets it up as Darkstar and Holt continue to work away on Dammage. Dammage is now busted open and bleeding heavily from the multiple trash can shots he has received.

Trash goes back to the outside and dismantles the ladder before bringing it back into the ring.

Tazz: Bit of TLC action now Cole apart from its TLT really as we’ve had trash cans instead of chairs, TLT, I like that!

Darkstar Irish whips Dammage into the path of Holt who pummels him into the mat with a textbook spinebuster.

Darkstar signals to Trash to climb the ladder. Trash climbs as Holt mounts Dammage on his shoulders. Darkstar tosses the trash can to The Disciple who now stands at the top of the ladder. Trash waits at the top of the ladder as Darkstar demands a ring microphone.

The crowd howl in disapproval

DS: You see Dammage, do you see now, do ya?

MC: What can he be referring to Tazz?

DS: Maybe now you will understand that making a fool out of me, crossing my path, tricking me into signing something, that is something you do not do.

Holt lifts Dammage higher

DS: Maybe now you and all the other idiots in the back will realise I am not a boss you get on the bad side of, so take this as a lesson.

Darkstar gives the thumbs down to Trash who flies off the ladder and hits the Trashmouth on Dammage as Holt powerbombs Dammage through the table. Trash and Holt get to their feet and all three men unite in a line, all arms aloft as Holt places one foot on the remains of Brian Dammage.

MC: This is sickening

Referee Patrick hesitates but Darkstar orders him to count

MC: The count from Referee Patrick

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The bell rings as “You don’t see the signs” hits the sound system

MC: Well we have new tag team champions here Tazz but the manner in which they achieved victory can be called into question.

DS: Let this be a lesson to anyone who ever so much as thinks of crossing me. If you cross me you have these guys to deal with, your new tag team champions of the world the Incredible Holt and Tom The Disciple Trash.

Tazz: Now that is sending a message, I wouldn’t want to have those two in my face.

MC: Well folks that was the tag team title match and as our owner just told you, your new tag champions are Holt and Trash, what lies ahead for Brian Dammage who knows, but we have a blockbuster match still to come tonight as our World Champion Acid Christ takes on the battle royal winning number one contender Evil Gringo.

Tazz: Oh yeah Cole, that one is going to be off the hook!

Fade to AC / Gringo promo

[Darkstar]

Back from promo.


MC: and what a Wrestlemania it has been already!!! This has been billed as the biggest event of the year, and we certainly haven’t been disappointed so far!

Tazz: damn straight Cole, the action so far has been off the hook!

MC: and there’s still more to come folks! And now, this next match has been in the making for over a month, ever since the first Xtreme TV show when the rivalry that is Vinnie Vengeance versus Jimmy Redman first started. Lets take you back to what has unfolded over recent weeks.



[Cut to a video highlighting the events of the VVV vs. JTPR feud. Scenes of VVV chaining JTPR to the barrier, the parking lot bashing, JTPR and VVV slugging it out in the ring, VVV choke slamming JTPR off the ramp]



Tazz: Well, there you have it, and now this rivalry has culminated in this match, which is starting right now!



[The arena suddenly blacks out, as a bright blue light beams down from above the TWOtron, down to the ring. 2 security guards appear at the top of the entrance ramp. ‘Violent Fetish’ by Disturbed starts blasting out and a platform rises from the middle of the top of the ramp. Vinnie Vengeance comes into the light, bound by chains to the iron chair, and handcuffed. The security guards release the chains, and VVV slowly stands up and makes his way down towards the ring, still in handcuffs, and still being followed closely by the guards]



Tony Chimmel: The following contest is sked-yoooolled forrrrr one fall! First, from Deeeetroit, Michigannnnn, weighing in at twoooooo hundred and ninety-five pounds, ‘Viiiiiiiolent’ Vinnieeeeeeeeee Vennngeannnnnnce!!!!!!



[VVV is spelt out in red light on the ring mat, contrasting the blue. VVV, still walking slowly, climbs the steps and enters the ring. He stops in the middle, and the security guards walk up and remove the handcuffs, quickly scarpering the second he is released. VVV strikes his wide chest pose, and flame explodes from all 4 turnbuckles. VVV gently lowers his arms, grinning maniacally]



MC: well, Vinnie Vengeance is certainly the favourite going into this match up, he has been terrorizing Jimmy Redman ever since our very first show!



T: no doubt about it Cole, Jimmy Redman must have some guts if he is standing up to the Violence! Especially considering everything that V3 has done to him over the weeks! But maybe he has more guts than brains, Cole.



[the mood of the crowd instantly changes as the quiet intro to ‘Death of Seasons’ by AFI starts, and a video starts playing on the TV screen, showing mysterious shots of a darkly dressed man, in various states of running, looking around corners and stillness]



Tony Chimmel: Aaaaaaand, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at twoooooo hundred and forty pounds, Jiiiiiiimy, Thaaaa Prototyyyype, Redmannnnnnnnn!



[The camera moves backwards slowly to be engulfed in smoke. As the music kicks in, JTPR comes running out of the smoke. The audience pops madly at his appearance. He pauses for a second to look out at the crowd, and then sprints down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and turns onto his back and does a nip up to stare straight into the eyes of VVV]



MC: certainly no love lost between these two superstars. Jimmy is not giving away an inch, he looks totally focused on Vinnie Vengeance.



[The staredown lasts a fair few seconds, until JTPR turns away and climbs the 2nd rope and poses for the crowd, arms in the air, pointing up with both index fingers. The crowd starts chanting, ‘PRO-TO-TYPE! PRO-TO-TYPE!’]



MC: and the fans are certainly letting Jimmy know that they’re on his side. Listen to the support that The Prototype has!



[JTPR jumps down and runs across to repeat for the opposite turnbuckle. As soon as JTPR is on the ropes, VVV tries to lay his hands on JTPR while he has his back turned. The referee is having difficulty holding him back, as VVV strains against him in his efforts to get to JTPR]



MC: would you look at that! Referee Mike Chioda has quite a job on his hands of keeping Vinnie Vengeance away from Jimmy before the bell rings. The referee will certainly have one hell of a job tonight!



T: no doubt about it Cole, this match will explode as soon as these guys get their hands on each other!



[Meanwhile, referee Mike Chioda has succeeded in keeping VVV away long enough for JTPR to get down from the ropes and turn and face his seething opponent. He calls for the bell as the two come closer and closer towards each other]



MC: and there’s the bell, this match up is underway!



[VVV lunges forward to grab JTPR, but J is too quick. He darts behind VVV and sweeps his legs, sending VVV sprawled across the canvas. J’s face suddenly contorts in anger, and he mounts V and starts laying into him with left and right hands]



MC: wow, Jimmy is certainly not showing any mercy for Vengeance! It seems as though every punch is payback for every time Vengeance has put Jimmy through pain. He is really laying into him!



T: well, can you really blame the man Cole? He has been put through a hell of a lot by Vinnie Vengeance.



MC: that’s true, but Jimmy better keep focused if he wants to win this match up here tonight.



T: of course he wants to win the match Cole, what are you stupid or something? These superstars show up here to win!



[After J finishes punching the lights out of V, he stands up, pulling V with him, and executes a textbook perfect vertical suplex]



MC: wow! How did Jimmy manage to lift up an almost-300-pounder like that?? We may have underestimated the strength of The Prototype!



[As V climbs unsteadily to his feet, J lines him up for a running clothesline. He connects with a *CRACK*, but V is already climbing back to his feet. He bounces of the ropes and comes running, in search for another clothesline; V floors him with a powerful clothesline of his own. J is rolling around in pain, but V is immediately on the attack, lifting him up and performing a perfect vertical suplex himself. *CRASH* J hits the mat with a THUD, and as V gets quickly to his feet, he surveys the damage and pauses to nod wickedly at the crowd. They boo him fervently in return]



MC: and V3 hits Jimmy with a vertical suplex to match the one he received a few moments earlier, and the crowd show their disapproval.



[He turns around as J is stumbling to his feet, looking in the opposite direction. V moves behind him, grabs his waist, and hits him with a German suplex]



Tazz: Wow, what a German suplex by Vinnie Vengeance, Jimmy really hit the mat hard there!



[J is quickly upright again however, and as V advances, he ducks behind him and *WHAM* gives V a back-breaking German of his own. Both men are straight back on their feet, and turn to stare into each others eyes]



MC: And Jimmy retaliates with a German of his own and an exciting start to this match up so far! They are both staring daggers into each other!



Tazz: no doubt about it, both men extremely focused on the match up.



[They both advance until they are inches away, nose to nose. *SLAP* J staggers back from the force behind V’s slap across the face]



MC: what a total display of disrespect! That was a stinging slap!



[J responds with a sharp left handed punch. V retaliates and they start going at it]



MC: here we go, the two men trading blows early in this match up, and Jimmy seems to be getting the advantage as they move into the corner



[J gets V back against the turnbuckle. Huge pops from the crowd as J begins to chop V]



MC: the crowd is going mad for every blow Jimmy delivers to Vengeance.



Tazz: and getting hit with those chops ain’t no walk in the park my friend!



[The chops keep coming; he gets about 7 or 8 lethal, knife edge chops on V’s chest, until V grabs J and in turn throws him into the turnbuckle]



MC: and Vinnie Vengeance reversing the situation, and a crushing shoulder to the gut knocks the wind out of Jimmy Redman. And another one! The broad frame of Vengeance smashing into Jimmy’s midsection.



Tazz: those shoulders will crack your ribs, no doubt about it!



[V gets another couple of shoulders into J, leaving him gasping for air. He Irish whips J into the opposite turnbuckle, where he is still trying to catch his breath. V comes charging, but J ducks under him at the last second, and rolls V up for a quick pin]
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MC: And V kicks out! It has certainly been an even match up so far!



[V seems shocked more than anything at the pin. He seemed shaken, but is remarkably calm. They both go in for a grapple]



MC: and Vengeance gets a headlock on Jimmy, who turns him around, he’s going for another German!



[But gets a few elbows into J’s head, forcing him to release his hold around his waist. J receives a boot to the midsection, but as V tries to take hold of him, he quickly does an arm drag and takes down the big man]



MC: And there you have the agility of Jimmy Redman, see how quickly he floored Vengeance.



[V is back up straight away however, and they lock up in another grapple. J tries to lock in a side headlock, but V picks him up for a back suplex]





But J flips over and lands on his feet, and as V still has his back turned, he delivers a dropkick to V’s back which sends him into the ropes]



MC: check out the resourcefulness of The Prototype, that was an ingenious counter.



[J comes running up and clotheslines him over the top rope, and V crashes into the arena floor]



Tazz: and Jimmy buys himself some time here.



MC: Vengeance is back on his feet however, OH! Look at that! Jimmy has launched himself over the top rope and dropkicked Vengeance into the barrier!



Tazz: Well, that was certainly a high risk move, but it paid off for Redman, no doubt!



[J rises to his feet, and shakes his head, after bumping his head a bit on the landing. He goes over to VVV, stands him up, and Irish whips him in the direction of the steel steps. VVV reverses the whip and…. *SNAP!* J’s body contorts wickedly as he slams into the solid steel of the stairs]



MC: what an impact!



[V follows it up with a spear to J’s midsection, sending him crashing into the steps again. Having sufficiently dissected J, he hurls J’s body upright, and rolls him into the ring]



MC: That was devastating. Jimmy could be seriously injured.



Tazz: No doubt about it Cole, being speared into those steel steps can bust you in half.



[V slowly walks back up the stairs he just used as a weapon moments before, and re-enters the ring. He is in no rush as he strolls over to J, and covers him]

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MC: and Jimmy gets his shoulder up as his body kicks back into gear. And look at Vengeance! He’s starting to lose his cool, obviously angry that he didn’t get the 3 count on Redman.



V is indeed getting visibly frustrated, breathing heavily and staring holes into J, who is still grounded. V stomps over to him, grabs his leg, and locks in a half Boston crab]



Tazz: and that, my friend, is the False Sense of Security! Vinnie Vengeance can make a person tap in seconds!



MC: and you can see the pain that Jimmy Redman is in, with that single legged Boston crab putting him under intense pressure. Vengeance is really digging his knee into the lower back.



Tazz: Redman is screaming in pain Cole, he’s gotta tap!



[After maybe 20 seconds, J somehow finds the strength to inch his way to the ropes]



MC: And he’s grabbed the bottom rope! And the referee starts the 5 count.



[V waits until the ref has counted to 4, and then breaks the hold. The crowd boos loudly at this cheap tactic]



MC: And the crowd is showing Vengeance exactly what they think of his actions.

Tazz: Oh c’mon Cole, the 5 count is there for a reason, it’s not against the rules!



[V goes back to J and stomps him while he’s still down. He then picks him up, and does a scoop slam, landing him back in the middle of the ring]



MC: And an elbow to the sternum there from Vinnie Vengeance. Jimmy must really be feeling the effects of this vicious onslaught by Vengeance!



Tazz: Violent, Cole, Violent! A violent onslaught! He is ‘Violent’ Vinnie Vengeance you know!



MC: yeah, I know…. And ‘Violent’ Vinnie Vengeance lands another couple of elbows on Jimmy…

Tazz: that’s better Cole!



MC: Thank you…



[V has picked J up, and swings his arm over his head]



MC: Vengeance might be looking for another vertical suplex, wait no, Jimmy works his way out of the move. Vengeance goes to swing a punch, but he misses and Jimmy has hit the Flashback!



[V tries to sit up, but J dropkicks him back down to the mat]



MC: And Jimmy has got the cover!

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MC: And Vengeance kicks out. Jimmy might be slowly clawing his way back into this match up!



[Once V is back on his feet, J swings his arm over, and looks for a vertical suplex himself]



MC: he’s going for a v- NO! Vengeance counters into a gutwrench suplex! What a high impact reversal!



Tazz: that was very quick thinking by Vinnie Vengeance.



[Despite the impact, J is back on his feet, and quickly unsteadies V with a European uppercut. J grasps his neck and slowly turns around for a neckbreaker]



MC: and a powerful move there by Jimmy. I don’t think the brute strength of Vengeance is fazing him!



[J is immediately on the attack again, hitting lefts and rights on V, who is staggered by the force of his punches]



Tazz: Wow, Redman is really laying into Vinnie with those punches, and down goes the Violence!

MC: And as quickly as Vengeance is grounded, he is pulled back to his feet by Jimmy, and Irish whipped into the ropes and floored once again, this time with one of The Prototype’s trademark running clotheslines!



[V is still on the canvas. J looks at him, and then at the crowd, who roar their approval for him. J is grinning at his effect on the crowd, as he climbs the turnbuckle, and as a groggy V stands up, he delivers a perfect cross body]



MC: And what a high risk move by Jimmy Redman! He certainly nailed Vengeance with that cross body!



[J Irish whips V into the turnbuckle. As he charges, however, V moves out of the way. J’s momentum takes him into the turnbuckle at speed]



MC: And Jimmy’s shoulder crashes into that steel ringpost!



Tazz: And there you have it…as soon as Redman builds a bit of momentum, Vinnie Vengeance reverses him to turn the tables right back in his favour! What a fighter Cole!



[J drops to the outside floor, as V climbs out of the ring and down the steps. He doesn’t head for J, who is still writhing in pain on the floor, but rather to the announce table]



MC: What is he doing?



Tazz: I don’t know Cole, but I for one am not going to be stopping him!



[V is ripping the TV monitors out of the table]



MC: I think he’s thinking of using the table as some sort of weapon! Vinnie Vengeance is smiling! He’s laughing! He is so pleased with himself! What a rotten human being!



Tazz: Oh c’mon Cole, h-



[And as V has turned around, J has come flying out of nowhere and launched himself at V. *CRASH!!!*]



MC: Oh My God! DDT into the announce table!!! I cannot believe what ive just seen!



Tazz: I cant believe it either Cole! He came from nowhere!



MC: Lets take a look at the replay. We’ll see if we can get a better picture of what has just happened.



[Cut to the replay, and we see Jimmy getting to his feet, perfectly timed and without a sound, jumping onto the apron, springing forward and catching Vengeance’s head and spinning around, sending him head first into the table. Cut back to both men lying motionless on top of the destroyed table]



MC: Well as you can see from the instant replay, Jimmy has hit Vinnie Vengeance with a Springboard Tornado DDT, right into our announce table!



Tazz: That was unbelievable! What a move by The Prototype! Both men are now wiped out in front of us.



MC: I still cant believe what we’ve just witnessed. What an incredible risk that Jimmy took just then. Im…Im shocked.



[Both men are still KO’d on the floor, as the replay of the incident is played on the TWOtron for the benefit of the live audience. We hear a big “OOOOOOOOOOOH” from the crowd as Vengeance hits the table]



MC: Im not sure the risk has entirely paid off this time. Jimmy was just as hurt in that maneuver as Vengeance was.



[As soon as Cole finishes however, Jimmy starts, and very slowly makes his way to his feet. Vengeance is also starting to stir, as Jimmy slides back into the ring]



MC: Well Vengeance is finally back on his feet, but he still looks shaken from that DDT. And to tell you the truth I don’t blame him.



[Vengeance crawls back into the ring, but is struggling to stay on his feet. Jimmy lands a couple of left hands, and Vengeance is quickly on the floor again. J climbs the turnbuckle once more, and gets ready for a flying elbow by doing his *point-in-the-air* pose for the crowd]



MC: and Jimmy Redman going for the flying elbow drop. And he- No! Vengeance rolls out of the way, and there’s no one home as Jimmy crashes into the mat.



Tazz: And Jimmy Redman taking one too many risks there my friend. Now this is Big Vinnie’s chance to get back into the match.



[Both men are lying on the mat, as the referee starts the 10 count.

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MC: And both men are rising to their feet, in what has been an epic match up.



[They close in on each other, and trade blows wearily. Vengeance manages to knock Jimmy down, and locks in the False Sense of Security again]



Tazz: and there you have it! Its all over, he’s got to tap!



MC: Jimmy is in extreme pain at the moment. His lower back is being tortured by Veng- Jimmy counters into a rolling pin!

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MC: Oh, and Vinnie Vengeance kicks out after 2. Man oh man, where did Jimmy find the strength to reverse the False Sense of Security? I thought he had the move pretty well locked in!



Tazz: So did I Cole, and im sure Vinnie Vengeance did as well!



[V3 is still shocked his lucky escape from the rollup. Jimmy runs at him, but Vengeance picks him up and *BANG*]



MC: Spinebuster! What a spinebuster on The Prototype!!!



Tazz: Well, there’s no doubt that the Violence bearer has the best spinebuster in the business!



MC: And Vinnie Vengeance is straight back on the attack, keen to make use of the opening he’s made for himself.



[Vengeance picks Jimmy up, and throws him onto his shoulders]



MC: the Circle Of Trust! The Circle Of Trust!!!



[*BANG!*]



MC: Jimmy Redman is absolutely KO’d from Vengeance’s running F-5, known as the Circle Of Trust.



Tazz: There you have it Cole, this is over. There is no way that Jimmy can kick outta that!



[Vengeance covers Jimmy, who is still not moving]

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MC: Foot on the ropes! Foot on the ropes! Oh my, that was purely instinct there from Jimmy Redman. And Vengeance cant believe it!



[V3 is remonstrating with the ref, who is pointing to Jimmy’s foot, which is still resting on the bottom rope. Vengeance angrily picks up Jimmy onto his shoulders again, going for another C.O.T.]



MC: This has got to be over after this. WAIT! Jimmy has countered into…Metalhead!!! Jimmy has hit Vinnie Vengeance with a Metalhead!



[Jimmy falls on top of V3 for the pin]

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MC: No! Vinnie Vengeance has kicked out! Oh My! How did he survive that DDT?



Tazz: I don’t know Cole, but this match is still on!



[Jimmy seems unfazed though, and he whips Vinnie into the ropes, and hitd him with another running clothesline. He again whips him, this time into the turnbuckle, and mounts the 2nd rope, looking out at the crowd in triumph]



Tazz: 10 Punches Cole!



MC: I know! And the crowd are counting for him, as Jimmy starts the 10 Punches…

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[V lays on top of Jimmy for the cover]

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MC: And Jimmy kicks out at the last second! What a close call!



Tazz: Man, I thought Redman was a goner there!



MC: And Vengeance now remonstrating with the referee, it seems he was certain he got the 3 count on Jimmy.



[Vengeance is threatening the ref, as he backs into the corner. J comes up behind him and dropkicks Vengeance, who flies into the referee]



MC: And the referee is down! Jimmy has hit Vengeance with a dropkick, which has sent him flying into the referee, who is now sprawled out on the mat.



[Vengeance is using the ropes to pull himself up. Jimmy comes running, but Vengeance, reacting quickly, back body drops Jimmy over the top rope and he smacks the floor hard]



MC: And Vinnie Vengeance seems to have this match wrapped up here, as Jimmy is seemingly knocked out on the arena floor.



[Vengeance rolls out of the ring and walks towards Jimmy. He picks him up and whips him into the ring post, which Jimmy bounces off badly and falls to the floor. Vengeance quickly glances to the ring to make sure the ref is KO’d]



MC: Vengeance is obviously planning something...



[We see a glint of steel in V3’s hands. He is grinning]



MC: Its those handcuffs!! Vinnie Vengeance has got out the handcuffs. What is he doing? Oh m- He has handcuffed Jimmy Redman to the ring post! Oh my lord, what in the world does he think he’s doing? He’s mad!



Tazz: He may be mad Cole, but either way, there is no more hope for Jimmy Redman. He is out of it!



[V3 walks around to the apron, and lifts up the curtain, seemingly to look for something]



MC: What is he looking for?



[V stands up and as he turns around we see he has a sledgehammer]



MC: OH MY! Vengeance has that sledgehammer! And Jimmy has no idea! He is still handcuffed to that ring post, and I, I think he’s knocked out! Somebody has got to stop this!



Tazz: Well it aint gonna be me, im telling you that Cole!



[V3 is back in front of Jimmy. His eyes are closed. V3 is laughing outright now]



MC: It does seem as though Jimmy is unconscious. I am really dreading what Vengeance is going to do here.



[V3 backs up a few steps. He comes charging. *CRACK!!!*]



MC: OH MY GOD! What happened?!?! Where’s Jimmy???



[We see Jimmy lying on the floor. V3 is still holding the sledgehammer, but he has something else in his other hand]



MC: The handcuffs! I think Vengeance must have hit the handcuffs! Oh my! Lets take a look at the replay to get a better idea.



[cut to replay on the TWOTron. We see V3 charging at Jimmy, aiming for his head with the hammer. At the last second, Jimmy ducks out of the way, and somehow twists his hands, so that the hammer cuts the cuffs. Cut back to the present, and we see Jimmy trying to stand up, and V3 still looking in amazement at the cuffs]



MC: I cant believe what ive just seen! I thought Jimmy was knocked out! He’s fooled us all!



Tazz: no doubt, he pulled one over on Vinnie Vengeance, as well as the rest of us!



[*WHACK!* As Jimmy has finally stood up and turned around to face Vengeance, he has been hit square in the face with the sledgehammer]



MC: Oh my god! What a devastating blow!



[As Jimmy rolls into view of the camera, we see that he is bleeding severely from his forehead]



MC: Jimmy Redman has been busted wide open by that sledgehammer! That is a nasty wound opening up on his head there.



[V3 sees the referee stir, and quickly throws the hammer away, picks up Jimmy, who is dead weight by now, and rolls him into the ring. V3 slides in himself, and puts a lazy cover on Jimmy]



MC: This is it! He’s got the cover!

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MC: HE KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT!



Tazz: Cole for God sakes sit down! We can all see that!



[V3 is beside himself with rage. He quickly covers Jimmy again, and this time he hooks the leg]

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[As V3, who by now is just about having a stroke, hauls Redman to his feet. Jimmy blocks his punch, and in desperation grasps his neck and performs a Rock Hard]



MC: A devastating Rock Hard by Jimmy Redman, and both men are floored as the referee starts the 10 count.

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MC: And Vengeance is up on his feet to break the count. Redman is also back up, and they meet in the middle of the ring to trade weary punches.



[They go at it, back and forth, for a couple of punches. V3 eventually floors Jimmy with a stinging right hand]



Tazz: I cant believe how long these two superstars have been going at it!



MC: I have to agree with you there Tazz, how much longer can these men keep going?



[V3 whips Jimmy into the ropes, and sets up, as though for another back body drop]



MC: No, Jimmy has blocked the move, wait, he’s going for another Metalhead!!



[as Jimmy tries to perform the Metalhead, V picks Jimmy up and gets him up on his shoulders]



MC: CIRCLE OF TRUST! He’s hit the Circle of Trust! Its gotta be all over now!



[V3 covers Jimmy Redman]

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MC: Vinnie Vengeance has done it! It took a lot longer than he expected maybe, but he has come through with a victory! Not without the help of a certain sledgehammer I have to say, but it was a ferocious battle for both competitors.



Tazz: Of course, full props to Jimmy Redman, he stayed all the way, gave everything he had at Vengeance, but in the end, the Violence prevailed.



[‘Violence Fetish’ starts playing again, as V3 is getting his arm raised in triumph. He is almost too exhausted to stand, as he rolls out of the ring and makes his way slowly up the ramp. Jimmy still hasn’t come to in the ring]



CUT TO ‘ERE Wrestlemania' promo

[Darkstar]

back from promo.

Camera cuts to a dressing room with the Chav and his manager-come-bit-of-stuff Goldie Hoopz. The audience boos veherently at the sight of the two track suited and blinged scumbags!

Chav: Ok me Beeyatch, we is gunna be leavin’ the low life an’ hittin’ the hi-life once I beats the scouser in da ring 1 – 2 – 3!
Goldie: Yeah but no but yeah but no but WHATEVER!!!!!
Chav looks at the camera and raises an eyebrow!
Chav: Since when ‘ave yo’ bin talkin’ posh?
Goldie: SHATTAP!

The camera follows Goldy hoops and Chav as they head to ringside.

Michael Cole: We continue with Wrestlemania!
Tazz: It’s been a great night so far, what else do we have Cole?
Cole: Coming up next we have the US title belt competition between the Chav and Welsh Scouser!
Tazz: This is an extreme battle of the lowlifes! One being welsh and a Scouser at the same time and has no shred of wrestling talent whatsoever, the other a scumbag of the lowest form who can take advantage of any tricky situation without the ref looking, if you know what I mean?
Cole: I know what you mean Tazz, you mean a cheat!
Tazz: Don’t talk about Welsh Scouser like that, it’s demeaning!
Cole: I…
The lights dim and the audience begin to scream with anticipation; suddenly the revving of a car can be heard.

“In Yo face…. BEEEEEEYAAAAAAAATCHHHH!”

Suddenly bone shattering Jungle muzack kicks in and the camera begin to shake with the base beat!
Cole: The music in here is deafening!
Tazz: That isn’t coming from the speakers Cole!
Cole: Where is it coming from then?

A spotlight scans the ring then swings to the entrance where, revving exceptionally loudly is a Vauxhall Nova, with a home made spoiler bolted on the back, blacked out windows, but it is covered completely in Burberry! The car pulls down the ramp and comes to a halt just before the ring safety perimeter.

Cole: Is that car decked completely in Burberry?
Tazz: THAT is one cool ride Cole!

“Making his way to the ring, from the streets and weighing in at 200 lbs, the CHEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAV!”

The audience tries to boo, but are drowned out by the muzak, meanwhile, dogs howl all over the city!

The Chav gets out of the driver’s side and strokes his hand down the material covering the bonnet of his ride, then jumps up onto the ring, Goldie Hoopz, holding the Council Estate Championship belt, walks over to the Chav’s corner and puts her hand up to the close crowd jeering and insulting her.

Musak still blaring the Chav looks to the crowd, then walks to his corner in a hip hop style. The announcer walks over to the Chav and shouts something in his ear and the Chav reacts as though he’s realised something, jumps back out the ring and switches the ignition to off.

Suddenly the boos of the audience hit the battered microphones as the musak abruptly cuts.
Cole: It was his Car Stereo that made all that noise???
Tazz: What?
Cole: I said it was his… never mind!

Blue fireworks fly from the ceiling down to the entranceway and explode in multicoloured balls of flame as “Bartender and the Thief” powers over the PA system. The audience scream and some begin to chant “50-50”.

An image comes up of the welsh flag on the Titantron, then the dragon slowly morphs into a Heron. The camera then pans to the young athlete striding purposefully to the ring.

“Making his way to the ring, from Swansea and weighing in at 140lbs, Welsh FIFTEE FIFTEE ssssCOUSerrrr!”

The audience approval increases as the Chav leaves the ring for 50-50 to climb the turnbuckle and drown himself in the adulation of the audience, the Chav looks on at Welsh Scouser as though drowning him would be a good idea.

Cole: These two athletes have worked hard to get to this point, the final in the competition to become US Champion.
Tazz: The Chav has breezed through the competition, even beat the Big Purple Machine Beetroot twice to prove he is good enough for this belt, what has Scouser done? Nothing, apart from a couple of stupid manoeuvres. The kid is all luck, but I have a feeling his luck’s gonna run out tonight!
Cole: Possibly a mistake to underestimate the Scouser Tazz!
Tazz: Well I’ve no doubt he could remove the wheels and engine from my car in less than a minute, he’s a scumbag the Welsh Scouser, but the Chav has already given him a sound throttling last time they met!
Cole: But scumbags get no bigger than the Chav, Welsh Scouser was a victim to the Council estate Bling on X-treme TV, he wasn’t the only one either!
Tazz: But the Chav is a more upmarket scumbag, but better defined in the role of post-modern British social culture!
Cole: Ok, who took the real Tazz, anybody?

DING DING!

Cole: and we start the match, which pits the high-risk taker, Welsh Scouser Versus the technical Chav!

The two opponents face each other in the ring, Welsh Scouser is neutral but resolute when looking into the Chav’s eyes, the Chav looks as though he really, really wants to hurt Scouser. Scouser tentatively puts a hand out, but gets a slap round the face for the trouble, angered by this, Scouser slaps back forcing the Chav the reel away, turning on one foot. The audience oooh, then cheer as 50-50 stamps his authority on the Chav.

The Chav rubs his cheek, looks at Scouser with a little more caution, then runs at him, only to be grounded by a very untidy drop toe hold, however Scouser stands up, unsure of what to do next, the camera switches to a close up of the Chav smiling as he realises his opponent hasn’t capitalised on the takedown, slowly the Chav gets up to face Scouser, only to see his feet heading straight for him.

Cole: That was a great drop-kick to the face of the Chav!
Tazz: Sloppy, like the rest of 50-50’s game! The Scouser had the Chav where he could have really capitalised and his lack of any wrestling ability prevented him from taking an early advantage!

The Chav checks for his opponent as he slowly gets up and looks alarmed when he can’t find him, instinctively he rolls out of the ring as 50-50 comes crashing down with an early and failed elbow drop.

Cole: Welsh Scouser going high early and going to ground as the Chav moves out of the way!
Tazz: He tried it too early there Cole, you leave the risks till late in the game, but Scouser is all about risk, now look at him screaming like a girl and rolling around the floor!

The Chav rolls back into the ring and steadies the pain-crippled form of Scouser; the audience boos as the Chav picks him up and punches 50-50 in the head. Scouser drops to the ground again.

Cole: That’s not right Tazz!
Tazz: It’s legal Cole, no one says that the Chav can’t beat an obviously already beaten man for the pin!
Cole: Closed fist?
Tazz: What the ref doesn’t see is legal Cole, how many times?

Scouser, lands face down on the bottom rope and squeals as the Chav puts all his weight on 50-50’s back, only to be relieved when the Chav listens to the referee’s 5 count. The Chav puts his foot on the second rope to launch himself and brings his knee down on to Welsh Scouser’s shoulder.

Tazz: I think the Chav is giving the Scouser a lesson here, though Scouser has succeeded somewhat in bringing the Chav down to his level!
Cole: The Chav has a level?

Chav grabs a handful of Scouser’s hair and drags him to his feet, ignoring the Ref’s protests, he takes an arm and then whips Scouser to the other rope. Scouser rebounds and is met with a vicious clothesline that hits so hard, Scouser spikes when landing, finally laying to rest on his front. The Chav looks around at the audience surrounding him with a look of pure hatred in his eyes.

The Audience begins to chant “You Chav scum!”

Cole: Wow, look at the Chav’s face, he really does mean business tonight!
Tazz: The Chav has made his intentions clear, he wants his bling and he wants AC’s bling! This is just the first step in the Chav’s master plan, so he’s gonna be intense!

The Chav again brings 50-50 to his feet with a tuft of hair grasped firmly in his fist, the tenancy scumbag ignores the boos and whips Scouser to the ropes again.

Cole: And that’s another hefty clothesline from the Chav!
Tazz: Scouser’s gotta be wondering why he is in there at the moment, again he’s rolling around like a little baby, if it hurts so much, why does he wrestle?

The Chav lays in a few kicks at the squirming, pain-ridden body of Welsh Scouser, the ref tries to stop him but is gently pushed away. Scouser is again picked up by the hair and whipped to the ropes, this time the Scouser leaps as high as he can putting his feet on the top rope and then, amongst flashes of cameras, moonsaults in the air landing squarely on the Chav.

The audience screams and applauds with approval as the ref drops down to check the shoulders.

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Cole: And the Chav kicks out quite easily there, what a display by 50-50 though Tazz!
Tazz: It was ok, a blatant and illegal use of the ropes, but it certainly stopped the Chav in his tracks!

The Chav nips up and takes hold of Welsh Scouser, pushing him into a key-lock arm hold and bending him backwards, forcing the shoulders dangerously to the ground.

Cole: The Chav now trying to outwrestle Scouser!
Tazz: [Snorts] as if that is a hard thing to do Cole!

50-50’s shoulders touch and the ref counts to 1 forcing Scouser to use his neck to lift himself off the ground, however, Scouser cannot hold this for long and drops flat backed to the mat, the ref counts again, forcing the Scouser to push as hard as he can back.

Cole: Scouser is in trouble here, but look, he’s pushing back, he’s slowly rising and…. My God Tazz, he’s putting the Chav into his own hold!
Tazz: Luck!

The Chav finds himself being bent backwards and faced with the prospect of having to go through what Scouser has, rolls backwards with it and gets to his feet holding a screaming Welsh Scouser in a tight wrist lock.

Tazz: Scouser is playing a dangerous game here, he’s on the Chav’s council estate and he’s playing with a flaming mattress!

Scouser grabs the ref and puts a hand on his shoulder, then, using the newly-found pinion, does a back flip, out of the lock, takes the Chav and Slams him, the Chav gets up and takes another slam. The Chav gets up, turns away from Scouser and grabs the ref, the camera shifts to a side on view as the Chav swings his leg backwards into the Scouser’s groin.

Cole: Did you see that???
Tazz: What the ref didn’t see Cole, the ref didn’t see it!

Scouser rolls out of the ring in agony and into the waiting arms of Goldie Hoopz, who takes great pleasure in kicking and punching the downed Scouser, while the Chav distracts the ref. In agony, Scouser reaches under the canvas to get a baking tray, Goldie sees it and backs away begging him not to hurt her, he points to her and looks at the crowd nodding and the audience scream their approval at what he is suggesting.

The metallic thud of a baking tray hitting a head can be heard and the referee turns to hear the noise, all he can see is a shocked looking Goldie Hoopz holding the tray and Welsh Scouser squealing like a pig on the floor in obvious pain!

Tazz: Can you believe it? He hit himself over the head and then threw the baking tray to Goldie Hoopz!

The referee takes one look at the scene and shouts at Goldie Hoopz, she protests her innocence but it is no good, soon the ref is showing her the exit and shouting “You’re outta here!” The Chav looks un-amused, but is helpless to stop the rules being enforced as Goldie Hoopz dejectedly walks up the ramp.

The Chav rolls out of the ring at the opposite side to where Scouser is reeling in pain on the floor and makes his way around, he pushes a technician off his chair, folds it up and throws it into the ring. The audience begin to boo and the referee walks to the chair to throw it out, but this leaves the Chav to walk around, pick up the baking tray and land a resounding metallic strike on 50-50. The Chav throws the tray away and picks up the quivering mess that is Welsh Scouser, then the Chav launches him into the ring post!

Cole: This is wrong! It has to be stopped!
Tazz: Scouser’s messed with the Chav’s bird Cole, what else do you expect to happen?

Welsh Scouser is lifted in the air by the Chav and is then dropped face first onto the guard rail, the close audience whoops and some are patting the Chav on the back. The Chav picks up Scouser, goes to whip him across the safety perimeter, but reverses again and sends Scouser flying into the guard rail.

The Chav rolls into the ring to break up the ten count and comes back out into the safety perimeter, the close up camera picks up the ref distinctly telling the Chav to bring him in the ring.

Cole: The Chav is now firmly in control of this match.
Tazz: I’m not 100 percent sure that there was ever a time when he wasn’t! Look, Welsh Scouser has no talent; the Chav does, so it is obvious that the Chav is going to win this match!

Chav picks Scouser up again and throws his head to the canvas, Scouser drops to the floor and rolls under the ring, the Chav looks down and then looks under the ring, a distinct metallic crack can be heard as the Chav goes limp and drops to the floor, half under the ring.

A chair comes sliding out from under the ring and Welsh Scouser comes out the other side. The audience cheer realising that the crack must have been the metal hitting the Chav’s head.

Welsh Scouser proudly gets into the ring and joins the referee in the ten count.

Tazz: What is Scouser doing? Surely he realises that if the Chav gets counted out that he won’t get the belt!
Cole: It appears that the referee is informing Scouser of that fact between counts as there goes 50-50!

Scouser gets out of the ring and picks up the Chav, who still looks completely unconscious, rolls him into the ring and then Scouser climbs the ropes!

Cole: He’s going up!
Tazz: No need to do this in my book, look at Chav, he’s out!

Scouser reaches the top rope and puts a hand in the air grabbing a cheer from the audience, then steadying himself pulls off a 360 and lands.

Straight onto the Chav’s waiting knees.
Cole: That would have killed a normal man! That is a testament to these two athletes.
Tazz: Your ability to exaggerate the truth is only outmatched by Scouser’s stupidity! The Chav was playing possum and 50-50 fell straight into his trap!

Clutching his stomach in the foetal position, Welsh Scouser rolls to the opposite corner, followed closely by a very intense and angry looking Chav.

Chav launches Scouser into the opposing turnbuckle and runs at him for an avalanche, the audience oohs as the Chav impacts with the Scouser. Chav whips Scouser again into the opposing turnbuckle, runs at 50-50 but this time receives a boot in the face for his troubles, the audience scream as Welsh Scouser climbs the turnbuckle, launches at the Chav, but the Chav reaches up and snaps him around for a mid air slam!

Cole: HE CAUGHT HIM!
Tazz: Plucked from mid air, the Chav took Welsh Scouser’s leap and turned it into a makeshift slam! That was impressive Cole!

The Chav looks down at his agony strewn opponent, then looks to the crowd, makes the hand gesture of a belt around his waste, his non verbal statement replied to with a succession of boos and “You Chav scum!”

The Chav picks up 50-50 and places him into a sleeper hold, immediately Scouser begins to struggle and then slowly begins to fade, his body lowering to the floor as unconsciousness begins to set in.

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Cole: ThrrrrrNO! Scouser is pushing back and is getting up, the audience are behind him like nobody’s business!
Tazz: Scouser needs the fans… unlike the Chav!

Three elbows into the Chav’s gut forces him to release the hold, Welsh Scouser propels himself to the opposing rope, ready to clothesline his opponent, he returns back and the Chav drops and rolls out of the ring.

Tazz: That’s clever thinking by the Chav, if trouble comes your way, head for safety!

The Chav points his finger to his head, telling the closer audience how clever he is, turns around straight into a plancha that Scouser has set up whilst the Chav was wasting time.

Cole: OOOOH straight over the top rope and onto the Chav! That takes guts Tazz!
Tazz: Or plain stupidity Cole, Scouser is lucky he hasn’t broken anything with that little stunt, he could have seriously hurt the Chav!

Both opponents lie on the floor, bare movements from both tell the audience that they are recovering, the ref counting to 10, the audience screaming for 50-50 to get up and much to their joy, he does.

Cole: Welsh Scouser breaks up the 10 count by rolling into the ring and out again.
Tazz: It’s a tactic anyway, gives Scouser more time to get the cobwebs out of his head!

Scouser stumbles towards the Chav, the camera shifts to a view over 50-50’s shoulders, you can see Scouser spot the Chavmobile and then think for a few moments. Scouser picks up the Chav and pulls him over to his wheels and promptly begins to bash the ASBO king’s head against the cloth-covered bonnet of the vehicle.

The Chav slides off the bonnet as 50-50 breaks up the 10 count again. Climbs to the top turnbuckle as the Chav lays face up on the bonnet and leaps towards the car. In that instant the Chav slides off and there is a sickening crunch as Welsh Scouser hits the bonnet at pace!

Cole: My God Tazz that will hurt!
Tazz: Knock a few teeth out too I suspect, Scouser attempts too many high-risk manoeuvres for the amount he actually is successful with!

The Chav slowly gets up and suddenly leaps to the ring to prevent the ref from counting a joint disqualification, then looks at the referee, then Scouser sprawled face down over the bonnet of his vehicle and an evil smile spreads across the face of the Chav.

Cole: Oh no, what is he thinking?
Tazz: I dunno Cole, but knowing the Chav, I’m looking forward to finding out!

The Chav strolls out of the ring and leaps onto the bonnet of the car, he picks up Welsh Scouser, then steps back and up onto the roof of the vehicle. The Chav then turns around to face the stage, perhaps so he can see himself in the titantron as he looks up and adjusts his cap. The Chav then pulls Scouser up in a slam and then down for the Tombstone pile driver, the audience screams with fear!

Cole: NO he’s not gonna do that to Scouser?! On his own car!
Tazz: I told you Cole, Scouser was gonna rue the day he messed with the Chav!
Cole: This is certainly a first for wrestling!

The Chav holds Scouser inverted, listening to the crowd who are both fearful for Scouser’s safety and as usual, watching with morbid fascination.

Suddenly Scouser’s legs begin to kick frantically and the audience begin to cheer, the kicking brings the Chav off balance and he falls backwards, bringing 50-50 to his feet, with a quick look to the crowd, 50-50 Tombstones the Chav from the roof of his car to the bonnet.

Cole: THE AUDIENCE GOES WILD AS WELSH SCOUSER HAS JUST TOMBSTONE PILEDROVE THE CHAV’S HEAD INTO THE BONNET OF HIS OWN CAR!
Tazz: Sad to say Cole, but the Chav is not getting up from that one!
Cole: The audience is chanting for 50-50 who is now trying to capitalise on this first for wrestling!

Welsh Scouser manages to drag the Chav into the ring after pausing to break up the 10 count again and some dragging from the bonnet of the car to the ring. Scouser rolls the Chav away from the ropes and, with the audience buzzing climbs the turnbuckle.

The ref begins to count but then notices the ropes wobble and looks to the Chav, who has his foot on the ropes and the ref steps between the two wrestlers. The audience Naturally boos.
Tazz: Dunno why they are booing, had Scouser launched he would have been disqualified as his opponent was in the ropes!

Scouser argues with the ref as he begins to climb down, the Chav looks up and then dives onto the top rope. Forcing Scouser to lose his balance and toppling onto the referee.

Cole: Referee took the brunt of that fall Tazz, as, wait… Here comes Goldie Hoopz back from the locker room and this time she has that belt!
Tazz: It is the Council Estate Bling Cole and I think she’s only dropping it off as she’s passed it to the Chav and now she’s running back to the locker room like a good girl!

The Chav holds the belt menacingly, Scouser begins to rise, the audience try to communicate that the Chav is setting him up but to no avail, slightly dazed Welsh Scouser turns around to face the charging Chav and his sharp belt of Doom!

Cole: Scouser hits the deck in pain and no doubt is bleeding, that was a cowardly attack Tazz!
Tazz: Whatever wins him the match Cole, you know that by now!

The Chav slides the belt out and pushes the ref who shakes his head and begins to rise as the Chav pins.

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Scouser gets up quickly and punches Chav, Chav returns the favour and soon the audience is standing as the two brawl it out in front of them, eventually though Scouser seems to get on top and runs to the corner, climbs it in a fluid motion then crossbodies the Chav, who falls to his back, but rolls with the momentum and rotates on top of Scouser. The referee dives for the count and then the Chav lifts his feet onto the ropes behind him.

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Cole: HIS FEET ARE ON THE ROPES!
Tazz: I told you, it was Chav all the way!
Cole: Welsh Scouser cheated out of a victory by the cunning Chav!

“IN YER FACE BEEEEEYAAAAAAATCH!”

Jungle music kicks in as the announcer steps up to the plate.

“Your winner and NEW US Champion…. The CHeeeaaaaaVVVVV!

The Audience boos as the Chav’s hand is raised and the belt is passed to him, Welsh Scouser rolls off the ring bleeding and dejected as Goldie Hoopz runs down to celebrate with the Chav and in a sickening moment jumps on his shoulders in a grim epitaph of Randy Savage and Elizabeth.

Cole: It’s a travesty as the Chav takes the gold and Welsh Scouser who worked hard for his shot, gets cheated out of his rightful gold.
Tazz: You don’t know that Scouser would have won, but at least this proves one thing, that the talentless nobody will know now he is not good enough for the US title and will hopefully give up these silly dreams of being a wrestler…. Because he isn’t one!
Cole: Twix brings Wrestlemania to you, Twix, it’s all in the mix!

Cuts to wide shot as the remnants of the Chav’s celebration leaves via the ramp.

[Darkstar]

Back from wide shot into a close up of the ring where Tony Chimmel is waiting with a microphone in hand.

Chimel: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the main event and it is for the TWO World Heavyweight Championship!

The crowd cheers at his until "For Whom the Bell Tolls" hits and the stage area fills with fog and white light. The crowd pop initially but settle into loud boos as Gringo's silhouette appears in the fog and he steps out through the entrance and walks down the aisle. His eyes stare downwards but seem focused on something beyond the ramp at which he appears to look.

Cole: The eyes tell a story here, Tazz.

Tazz: He's got his game face on - that much is true.

Chimmel: Introducing first, the challenger. Weighing in at 200 pounds, from Rochdale, England... The Eviiiiiil... GRINgoooooooooo!

The boos intensify as Gringo climbs into the ring and heads for a corner. He stands there, his head moving about but his eyes still showing the thousand-yard-stare until "Helter Skelter" hits and his head immediately jerks towards the entranceway. Any indications of a laissez-faire attitude to this match drop away as he focuses his attention entirely on the entrance.

The crowd cheers as Acid Christ, in long leather coat and riding his mini-scooter, comes into view. He stops at the top of the ramp and waves, smiling at the fans.

Chimmel: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 235 pounds, the TWO World Champion - Aciiiiiid CHRIIIIIiiiist!

The crowd's cheers go up a notch as Acid rolls down the rampway, still focussing on the crowd either side of him.

Tazz: Acid's looking relaxed and confident as he makes his way down to - HOLY SH*beep*T!

Gringo has hit his patented Death Star Press (Shooting Star Press turning in mid-air into a cross body block) on Acid on the outside and Acid crumples with the blow. The crowd's cheers go to a stunned silence and then an angry jeering as The Evil Gringo springs to his feet.

Cole: The match hasn't even begun yet! Acid Christ, down and clutching at his throat. Senior official Nick Patrick is trying to get between Gringo and Acid.

Acid is rolling on the floor, hold the front of his neck with both hands as Patrick remonstrates with Gringo, pointing towards the ring.

Cole: Let's take another look at that...

We see the Death Star Press once again.

Tazz: Can we get that in slow motion? If you look...

The slow motion replay begins.

Tazz: ...if you look right there...

The replay pauses.

Tazz: You can see Gringo driving his forearm into Acid's throa as they land. He could have a crushed larynx here Cole, this is bad.

Cole: The crowd are now silent.... this is as real as it gets, folks. Gringo rolls into the ring and he's just standing there.

EMTs rush down to ringside with a gurney and stretcher and slowly move Acid onto it, guttural sounds emerging from his mouth. They strap him on and start to wheel him back up the ramp.

Cole: Well it's sad that this match had to end like this... What's Gringo doing.

The Evil Gringo is running up the rampway. He reaches the gurney and, without ceremony, shoves the gurney off the ramp and onto the concrete below.

Tazz: Oh my God!

There's a muffled rustling sound...

Cole: My broadcast colleague has left the announce table...

Gringo is standing over Acid, a manic expression on his face but Tazz gets between the men. Tazz's face is a picture of fury as he screams at Gringo. Tazz shoots in but Gringo gets behind him and hits a belly-to-back suplex on the concrete.

Cole: *sounding almost scared* This... This is not what was supposed to happen.

Gringo unstraps Acid and drags him to his feet. He rolls him onto the rampway and proceeds to pull him by his hair down to the ring, shoving him in.

Nick Patrick calls for the bell.

Cole: For what it's worth, this one's now officially underway.

Gringo pulls off Acid's coat and title belt, throwing them out of the ring. He stands Acid in the corner and hits a dazzling array of kicks and strikes to Acid's almost limp body.

Cole: As you can hear, the crowd are still bewildered, as am I Ladies and Gentlemen. I always knew that Gringo was a sadistic son of a bitch but this is too much... too, too much.

Gringo takes Acid's arm and whips him towards the opposite corner but Acid just falls in the middle of the ring, his hands going instinctively to his throat again. Gringo's smile threatens to split his head in two and he regards this. He hits a Gringofier Somersault Leg Drop across Acid's neck, causing Acid to writhe on the mat in agony.

Cole: Just cover the man dammit!

Gringo leans down to take Acid by the hair but Acid, almost acting without thought, hooks Gringo's arm and legs.

Cole: Small package! ONE! TWO! Kickout!

Gringo springs to his feet and lays a succession of stiff boots to Acid's head, causing it to bounce on the canvass. He then reaches down and takes Acid by the hair and brings him to his feet. He gets behind him and hits a perfect belly-to-back, dropping Acid high and hard on his neck and shoulders. He immediately drops down to go for the pin.

Cole: ONE! TWO! TH-! Dammit!

Gringo has brought Acid's shoulders up and is shaking his head and grinning. He whips Acid to the corner and Acid falls to a sitting position. Gringo heads to te opposite side of the ring and runs in with a devastating knee to the head a la Cactus Jack. Pleased with the result, he runs back to the other side of the ring again and charges in...

Cole: But Acid rolls out of the way!

Gringo bounces off the turnbuckle and onto his back. He clutches at his knee for a moment but is soon back on the attack.

Cole: Can we get this thing ended? I don't care if we still have twenty five minutes left! This thing should be stopped!

Gringo brings Acid back to his feet and hits another textbook belly-to-back suplex.

Cole: That's got to be enough!

Gringo looks out at the crowd and mouths "One more".

He brings Acid back to his feet, goes for the throw but Acid pushes off at the same time and manages to land on his feet behind Gringo, albeit clumsily. Gringo stands, turns, and eats a diving desperation clothesline from Acid Christ.

Cole: Both men go down but it looks like it took more out of Acid to deliver the move than it did to Gringo actually taking it, as Gringo is already back up to his knees!

Gringo takes over again and just starts laying the boots into Christ once more. He rolls Acid out of the ring and, after a couple of forearm shots to keep Acid subdued, he goes to work, clearing the announce table. Michael Cole backs away as Gringo rolls Acid onto the table and climbs on to join him.

Cole: Oh no... Gringo setting Acid up for the piledriver here... But Acid counters!

Acid lifts Gringo up and over and back drops him through the Spanish Announce table before dropping down to his knees on Cole and Tazz's table, breathing heavily. The crowd are going crazy as Tazz appears back at ringside, still visibly shaken from the unexpected suplex given him earlier. He takes hold of Acid's head and neck, and gives him a quiet pep-talk before offering Acid a bottle of water.

Cole: As my broadcast colleague makes his return, let's take another look at the turning point in the match!

The replay is shown and we return to live action to find Acid rolling Gringo back into the ring, Gringo wearing the proverbial "Crimson Mask".

Tazz: Looks like Gringo caught his head landing on that Spanish Announce Table there Cole...

It's quite obvious that Tazz is chuckling as he says this. Meanwhile, in the ring, Acid whips Gringo to the ropes and hits another back drop before dropping down and getting Gringo into his front facelock.

Tazz: Smart move, he's got Gringo bleeding and that move will only worsen the effects of that - look at the juice pouring out of his head!

The red dots spackling the mat are slowly joining to form a small pool of blood beneath Gringo's head as he struggles to escape from the facelock. Acid gradually brings them up to a vertical base but instead of letting go he hooks a leg and lifts Gringo into a brain buster while still maintaining the lock on his head.

Acid looks out at the crowd - their cheers seeming to give him energy. He swings his left arm over his head, signaling for the Stairway to Heaven.

Cole: If he hits this he's got this won! What a comeback!

Acid turns Gringo into a bulldog position and runs towards the ropes but Gringo pushes him off! Acid rebounds and Gringo shoots behind, taking Acid's arms lifts him onto his shoulders for up for his Shock Therapy finisher.

Tazz: C'mon Acid!

The crowd are screaming as Acid manages to get an arm free and drops behind Gringo, takes the bulldog, runs to the ropes and-

Cole: Stairway! Stairway! Stairway!

Acid rolls on and hooks a leg as the crowd count along:

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Cole: What? Kickout? That... That doesn't make sense Tazz.

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Cole: You could hear a pin-drop... It's like Gringo has ripped the heart out of this crowd.

Acid is on his knees looking at his hands and wondering how Gringo could have kicked out of his finisher. He stands and immediately Gringo is behind him, lifting him off the mat and dropping him with the Shock Therapy move.

Cole: Gringo with the cover...

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Tazz: Goddammit!

There is an initial pop from the crowd as they realise the match is over and we have a new champion but that cheer soon dissipates as they realise what this means.

Tazz: You mentioned just now how the heart had been ripped out of this audience. I think this title win could rip the heart out of this company.

Acid lays on the mat, his face covered with his hands, his body shaking as "For Whom the Bell Tolls" hits and Gringo is handed the TWO World Heavyweight Title. His blood-soaked faced is a mask of malicious delight as he poses in the ring with the belt. A montage of the highlights of the match plays and as we return to the live arena we see Gringo atop the rampway, the belt held above his head. On the TWOtron above him we see Acid's tear-streaked face looking out dejectledly.

Cole: A wonderful night marred by a horrible ending... What can this mean for TWO?


Cut to shot of TWOStars logo.............................

[Darkstar]

Credits:

Opening sequence and editing of show: darkstar

Tag Match: Fletch and Christoff

Triple V Vs Redmen: Both men (I belive)

Main event: AC


Hope you enjoyed the show and I hope to see you all at XTV on monday! :)