TWOstars Xtreme TV 28 - September 1st

[TGO]

The following program is a post watershed production, it will contain scenes and storylines not suitable for children and some of the content may also be unacceptable to other viewers. This program may also contain strobe lighting effects.

'Carve me an Edge' by Fake Ideal starts to play as the XTV opening video plays

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Draven Cage locking in the noose
The Judge charging down the ramp, sledgehammer in hand
MDM Chris Eagles counting a fist full of greenbacks
Tom Trash trashcanning another victim
Barry Gower leaving Fill for dead
The Dark Alliance being revealed
Keith Jaxx and Rico oiling TIH
Violent Vinnie Vengeance holding the T.V Title in his hands
PMA with a nutshot
Arkham and Retromark winning tag team gold
The Lonely Avenger entering the ring
King Holt being crowned the new Heavy Weight Champion
Darkstar, dressed for business

A mass of pyros go off inside of the Wachovia Centre in Pittsburgh

Cole - Welcome to the Wachovia Centre in Pittsburgh, And along side me is Tazz

Tazz - Yes Cole, What a night we have for you

Cole - Tonight we have The Lonely Avenger, The man who attacked Chris Eagles last week, One on one with Eagles running mate, Mickhail Mills

Tazz - As well as the U.S champion, Teaming with the T.V champion when Tom Trash and Violent Vinnie Vengeance goes against the team of Slim Jim and Jimmy Redman

Cole - Tom Trash and VVV have never teamed before Tazz, So how well can they get on tonight ?

Tazz - And Slim Jim and Jimmy Redman have teamed a couple of times

Cole - Also tonight Boyo V The Judge in singles action

Tazz - Boyo is one half of the former tag team champions Cole

Cole - And also we should be getting an update on Acid Christ

Tazz - Acid took a beating from the champion in the main event last week

Cole - And finally in a No1 contenders match, We have a fatal four way with Draven Cage V Brett Banner V Barry Gower V Chris Eagles

Tazz - All four men was part of the match at SummerSlam in the Elimination Chamber

“Gets this money” starts to play, As the crowd start booing, Knowing this means Chris Eagles is on his way out here

Cole - What’s Eagles what Tazz ?

Tazz - Maybe he wants answers Cole ?

Cole - Maybe he’s going to call him out

Tazz - You know Chris does work like that

As Eagles steps from behind the curtains, The pyros explode behind the Re-Evolution man as he struts down the walkway to a chorus of boos and jeers, Eagles rolls in under the bottom rope and gets to his feet quickly, a sneer on his face as the crowd boo the 'Richest Man on XTV'.

Gets This Money stops playing as MDM climbs on the turnbuckle, And starts taunting the crowd, Who in return boo and jeer him, Eagles stands there looking around at the booing crowd with a grin on his face

Cole - What’s he grinning at Tazz ?

Tazz - Because again the crowd are wasting they own time, They do it each time Chris comes out

Eagles now with mic in hand starts talking about last week

MDM - Last week I was in a match with Dante and Jimmy Redman, A match that I won

At this point the crowd start with the boo’s again before Eagles can finish

MDM - SHUT UP

The crowd explode in to a fit of boo’s for the Re-Evolution man

MDM - As I was saying, Last week I won that match then, Then I was attacked from behind by someone or something call The Lonely Avenger

The Crowd start to crowd the name of The Lonely Avenger, As Eagles just look’s on

Cole - WOW, Tazz the crowd here LIKE, The Lonely Avenger

Tazz - Because they don’t know talent like Chris Eagles

MDM - So you load like the guy ?

The crowd carry’s on cheering

MDM - Anyway Ranger, Yes I called you Ranger you time WILL come, BUT on my terms ONLY, And Trash I haven’t forgot about you, Remember what I said before SummerSlam, Your just keeping that belt warm for me, Then WHEN I want I will take that title from you

Cole - Eagles is still taunting Trash Tazz

Tazz - And why not he is the U.S champion

Cole - But Eagles is NOT the No1 contender Tazz

Tazz - But it’s Christopher Eagles Cole

Cole - That’s not we work Tazz

MDM - Oh, And Ranger, Mickhail Mills will teach you not to mess with me or Re-Evolution

With this Eagles throws the mic down and exit’s the ring, As the camera fades to Acid Christ being carried out on a stretcher at the hands of King Holt

[MrFill]

We're back in the parking lot - the Short Bus is seen pulling up, the doors open and Arkham steps out, he waves back at the driver with a big grin plastered on his face - the bus pulls away leaving the tag champ alone

Grish runs into view with a mic in hand, he quickly approaches to the big man out of breath

TG: Arkham, can I ask you a few questions?

The grin on Arkham's face increases as he see's Todd

Arkham: Toddy, me likes Toddy, what you want to ask?

TG: First of all, congratulations on winning the tag championships last week

Arkham's smile broadens further (if that's possible) as he opens his long coat - the camera pans down slightly, expecting to see the tag championship, instead the Insane One is wearing an obviously home made belt, it has glitter, little spinning fans, a sheriff's badge, a large pair of deely boppers bouncing around on the top and a large label saying "Arkham" in the middle - the crowd laugh loudly at the belt

TG: What the hell?

Arkham: Me have special belt - nobody take Arkham's belt, it mine, you like?

TG: It's definitely unique

Arkham: I make - it own tag belt, me make special one for friendies too

Arkham reaches into his bag and pulls out another belt, it's almost as garish as the big man's, it has a label in the middle saying "Arkham Friend" - there is more laughter from the audience - the big man has a proud look on his face

TG: It's definitely interesting

At this point Boyo and Sickness walk into view, Sickness pushes Grish out of the way - the Sick One's face is covered in bruises and plasters over his cuts and a bottle of cheap whiskey in his hand, Boyo is a bit banged up, but not as bruised as his partner - the crowd boo at the appearance of the Dark Alliance

Boyo: What a joke - you're right that nobody would want to take that belt from you - because it's disgusting - you're making a mockery of the titles

Sickness: Look at that thing, it's funny

Arkham: My belt - it good - we beated you for belties and you not able beat us - we good champeens

Boyo sniggers

Boyo: You think that you can't be beaten?

Arkham: With friendses, we beat youse, you runs away, but not with friendses from last weeks

Sickness: I can beat you, you're nothing

Arkham grins at him

Sickness: You smiling at me? I can beat you anyway, anytime

Arkham: Anyways?

Sickness: Any way you want

Arkham: Sounds like fun - me ask friendles, they come up with ideadles

The big man grins wider at the Dark Alliance, he flicks one of the spinners on his belt before turning away and hopping away across the car park towards the arena

Boyo: What a freak

Sickness: I like his belt though, it's funny

Sickness rakes a big swig from his bottle before walking off towards the arena entrance

[Darkstar]

Cut to ringside.

The arena goes black.

Tazz: Whut?

Mysterious voice: You fort you'd gotten rid of me eh Darkstar?

Cole: That voice sounds familiar!

Voice: I fort for you, I fort for TWOStars, I took on legends and they fell at me feet.

There's a wary pause as the audience digest what has been said.

Voice: You said there wuz no place for me anymore Darkstar, you let me down and you knows that I wants revenge!

Tazz: Who'd want revenge on Darkstar, he's a fair leader of TWOStars!

Voice: You fort I wuz bad the last time round, dis time I is gonna kick sum ass!

The lights return to normal.

Cole: Wow, as familiar as that voice sounded, I didn't quite make out who it was!

Tazz: Looks like old DS is gonna have to watch his back for yet another person who wants to ride it!

Cut to Best of Crippler DVD- Coming soon........

[Ravenmark]

Back from Commercial.

‘Medal’ hit’s fills the arena and the Pittsburgh crowd go wild.

TAZZ: Whoa! Is this….could this be?

COLE: It’s Kurt Anglemark, Tazz!

The crowd cheers fade a little when they realise it isn’t the real Kurt Angle….but then they give Retromark the ‘comedy baby face cheer’ anyway.

Retromark gets into the ring and takes the mic from Tony Chimel.

RM: Woooooooooo! It’s great to be back home!

The crowd pop.

TAZZ: He’s not from Pittsburgh! He’s from England! That’s cheap heat!

RM: Not only, am I the ONLY Olympic Gold Medalmark in TWO Stars, But I am also one half of your Tag Team Champions! Oh It’s True! It’s DAMN True!

TAZZ: What a rip off!

COLE: Anglemark looks BUFF!

TAZZ: What the hell has that got to do with anything?!

RM: And as Tag Team Champion and a representative of all these great fans, many of them in Pittsburgh….

The fans pop again!

TAZZ: Cheap Heat, Dammit~!

COLE: Wait a minute! Tazz…Ladies and Gentlemen, Tazz has left the announce table and appears to heading to the ring!

Tazz hops in the rings, shoves Retromark and takes his mic.

TAZZ: Retromark, Anglemark, Bitchmark - whatever you are this week, I’m sick of it!

The crowd boo.

TAZZ: Just like I choked out Pittsburgh’s Olympic Gold Medal hero out, over 5 years ago…

The Crowd’s booing intensifies!

TAZZ: I’m going to Choke you out too~!

Tazz swings a big right hand at RM, who ducks it and delivers….

COLE: ANGLE SLAM BY RETROMARK!

Retromark spins on the spot and ‘wooos’ ala Kurt Angle. He pulls the singlet down and….

COLE: RM SLAPS ON THE ANKLELOCK!

Tazz struggles a little, before tapping like a mad man! The crowd go insane!

COLE: Retromark just made Tazz tap out! Tazz is going to be pissed!

RM is shown shaking the fans hands at ringside, while Tazz struggles to get up in the ring.

COLE: We’ll be right back folks!

Cut to Commercial.

[Evil Gringo]

Coming back from commercial we are outside in the parking lot of The Wachovia Centre in Pittsburgh.... As the camara continues to show the outside of the building to a nice pop from the crowd a low-rider, a shabby looking one pulls up outside of the building, roof drawn over the top....

The door opens and out emerges the former TWOStars World Champion, the Mexican Sensation... The Evil Gringo... with a bottle of tequila and crowbar in his hands...

Grish: Gringo, Gringo.... erm... whats up?

EG: Whats up essa? Whats up? You not Summerslam? You see last weeks show?

Grish: Err... well yeah but I mean, whats up with the Gringo this week?

EG: Well Grish, homes... I have no title, I have no Mamacita, I have no title shot either essa... All I have is this bottle of the finest Mexican Tequila... this crowbar... and an estomago of anger homes...

Grish: You are aware you aren't booked for this evening though...

Gringo fixes Grish with a cool hard stare... The kind a piss head gives to a bloke who just knocked over his beer in a rough pub...

EG: I DON'T CARE ESSA! I am The Evil Gringo, The Mexican Sensation they call me homes... People don't tell me what to do you understand, some little sheet of paper from that allegro chico in charge ain't dicatate what this essa de loco does!

Grish: But...

EG: No buts homes... Tonight the Gringo begins his quest, his path of destruction homes... My first target? That little donkey raping groin monkey Darkstar... He was the chico who planned my fall, stole my Mami... But I am not beaten, I still stand, I still have a pulse essa... And like I said to all those people who wanted my title... You will have to kill me...

Grish: But you don't..

Gringo decides that Grish is interupting the flow of the interview too much and GringoKicks him... Grish is now out cold...

EG: Sorry homes... but you got a big mouth... Like I was saying essa... YOU DARKSTAR, you made the biggest mistake of your life when you crossed the Gringo. I still breathe and whilst I do, WHILST I DO... I am still the fear in the DARKNESS... And I am ALL YOUR FUTURE HOLDS....

Gringo backs away from the camara... his eyes black rimmed and drawn in as though sleep has been a problem... He turns and stalks almost into the building as we the camara fades out...

Cut to TWOStars 'Don't try this at home' package...

[Slim Jim]

As we come back from the commerical break, the scene shows a lockerroom backstage.

Cole: What's going on here Tazz... Tazz?

Rustling can be heard.

Tazz: What was that Cole? Erm, you know I was just adjusting my jacket here.

Cole: Is your ankle ok Tazz.

Tazz: Ger'off, I'm fine. Now what's going on backstage.

Slim Jim walks into the backstage shot to the cheers of the Pittsburg crowd.

Cole: Didn't he say he was leaving for an undetirmined period of time after Summerslam?

Tazz: Erm... no... you... must have been mistaken.

Slim walks up to the camera and stares right down the lens.

Slim Jim: Tonight, Slim Jim and Jimmy Redman shall team up once again. Possibly the best part-time tag team in the buisness shall team up once again to take on "Violent" Vinnie Vengeance and Tom "The Disciple" Trash. The two Jims shall team up once again to take on the TWOStars TV and US Champions. They shouldn't underestimate the High-Flying, ELECtrifying, Man, Myth, Legend, UNTOUCHABLE, Slim Jim 'cause he aint backing down tonight and neither is the Prototype.

The camera pans out to reveal Re-Evolution's Mickhail Mills walking through the door into the lockerroom. He smiles and walks up to Slim.

Mickhail Mills: Good luck in your match tonight Slim.

Slim Jim: Good luck in your match as well.

Slim shakes his head and walks off and the scene cuts to Tazz and Michael Cole sitting at ringside.

Tazz: Perhaps some tention there between Slim Jim and Mickhail Mills, who have had one of the longest running, and heated fueds in TWOStars history.

Cole: They've never even had a one on one match with each other Tazz.

Tazz: Yeah but they've been... you know... arguing for like... ages.

Cole: They haven't even come close to each other for like two months.

Tazz: Yeah but behind the scenes... they still both reallllly want their cars back that the other stole. It's a real heated rivalry.

Cole: TWOStars Xtreme TV is being brought to you today by the "Stop Having violence In TV"

Tazz: and "Citizens Raging Against Pornography"

Scene fades

[Boyo]

fades to...

A shot of the ring and all of a sudden "Blue Monday" by New Order kicks in

Cole: What the hell?

The crowd boo loudly

Tazz: It's BOYO, Cole!

Cole: What does he want though?

Boyo appears on the stage wearing a light grey single breasted suit, a white shirt and some black old-skool Puma Discs. He walks to the ring, hops up the ringsteps, wipes his feet on the ring apron, and climbs in side the ropes. "Blue Monday" fades out as Boyo demands a mic. Boyo gets a mic. The crowd boo him.

Boyo: People like you should keep your mouths firmly shut when people like me talk to you.

The crowd boo loudly, but Boyo stares at them, unimpressed.

Boyo: People like you need to know that when a wrestler as great as me walks down to the ring you need to keep the hell quiet and watch closely, because great wrestlers can do anything at any moment.

Cole: What's he talking about, Tazz?

Tazz: The man's asking you to shut up, Cole!

Boyo: Last week, right here in this very ring, you saw me, Boyo, lose his TWOStars tag team championship.

The crowd pops loudly

Boyo: Yes, very funny. What you saw is The Dark Alliance, the greatest tag team in existence, get blind-sided by a simpleton, by a Ricomark, and by a trailer load of circus freaks dressed up as an orange-skinned HAS BEEN!!

The crowd boo loudly.

Cole: The Dark Alliance were beaten by Arkham and Retromark and the Hulkajacks, Tazz. The match was perfectly legal.

Tazz: Doesn't make it fair, though, Cole.

Boyo: Mr Ark, Mr Rico, let me assure you of this; The Dark Alliance have a rematch clause written in our contracts and we WILL, let me repeat - WE WILL!! get our Tag Team Titles back. There's a bounty on your heads, and Mr Sickness is the hunter, and Mr Boyo is the killer.

Boyo smirks, the crowd boo.

Cole: What a chiiling message

Tazz: The Dark Alliance are still the Tag Team masters, Cole.

Boyo: But right now I have more pressing matters, and that is the fact that Mr Sickness back there, right now, is changing into a brand new £3000 Givenchy dress!

The crwod pop and laugh.

Boyo: Mr Gower, you had your fun last week, and if you're man enough to pull yourself away from your small gang of misfits for one second, would you make your way to the ring in your full wrestling attire and find out what it feels like to get your ass kicked by a man in a dress and by a man who will make. You. Tap. OUT!

Boyo looks to the stage

Tazz: THIS IS HUGE COLE!! BOYO'S CALLING OUT BARRY GOWER!!

Voice: WoahwoahwoahwoahWOAH!!!

Boyo: Who the hell is that?

The Judge appears on the stage, the crowd pop some.

Cole: The Judge is scheduled to fight Boyo tonight.

TJ: Ever since you have been in TWOStar, Boyo, all I've heard from you is "I'm great this" and "you suck that". All you seem capable of doing is running your mouth and not being able to back it up.

Boyo: Oh, really? Shucks Mr Judge, ever since I've been in TWOStars I've been carrying Tag Team gold. My mouth, like your attire there, speaks for itself.

The crowd boo.

TJ: I think you should give your mouth a rest and your brain a chance, sunshine. I don't care, and these fans don't care, if Sickness is putting on a dress because YOU GOT PINNED last week...

Crowd: Ohh!!

TJ: ...They care that I am standing here on this stage forseeing your day of Judgement.

Boyo looks unimpressed.

TJ: Boyo, your day of judgement is tonight, and Boyo, I find you guilty as charged.

Boyo: What are you talking about you caped douche?

The Judge grins evilly.

TJ: You'll find out tonight, jackass - you'll find out

The Judge goes backstage..

[Boyo]

A quick view of Sickness struggling with a gold sequinned dress in The Dark Alliance locker room. Sickness only needs to do up the zip, which is at the back, but no matter how much he struggles and squirms he just can't do up the dress.

Sickness: Mr Boyo! Mr Boyo! Mr Boyo? Hello? Anyone? I need a hand here..!

Sickness stops struggling and has a sheepish look on his face. He picks up a bottle of Southern Comfort and drinks it neat.

Sickness: This'll help *brrrrrp* - oh, jeez

Cuts to commercials

[MrFill]

Back from the adverts, which if you've recorded the show, you've fast forwarded through

Arkham enters the dressing room, his belt is clearly visible through his open long coat, he looks into the room and sees Kurt Anglemark sitting on a chair, relaxing a reading the latest edition of TWOStars Xtreme TV Magazine (it happens to have Grand Master Sexaymark and Arkham Too Hotty on the cover and the tag line "The New Tag Champions") - the crowd cheer at the sight of the tag champs

Arkham: OhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodO hMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGod! Kurt Anglemark, you my favoritest wrestler in the world, when you hits the Anglemark Slam and putses on the Angle Lock, it's brillyunt

Anglemark doesn't look up, but carries on looking through the magazine

KAmark: It's good to be here in Pittsburg, It's True, It's DAMN True

The crowd cheers for the Cheap Pop~!

Arkham removes his belt, places it in plain view on the table and gets the other belt out of his bag and proudly shows it to his partner

Arkham: Look what me made - it good

Anglemark looks up and doesn't seem surprised by the garish looking belt, but instead he looks down at his bag

KAmark: It's a good thing that I'm holding onto these

The camera pans down to show his bag with both tag belts in it - there's mild laughter from the crowd as they realise that Arkham wasn't trusted to hold onto his belt

Arkham: Belties special, nobody have belties like these

The laughter increases as Anglemark replies

KAmark: No wonder, it's definitely special

Arkham takes this as a compliment as the look of pride on his face increases and his grin gets wider

Akrham: Belt special for Kurt Anglemark

Arkham hands the belt labelled "Arkham's Friend" to KAmark who just looks at it with mild amusement on his face

The Insane One looks happy as he begins singing to himself (off key and at a strange tempo)
Taggy champions, we taggy champions
Arkham and Kurty Anglemark taggy champions
Gots special belties made by Arkham

He continues to sing indistincly to himself as the crowd laughs at his singing and Anglemark's face

Fade to a HH promo

[Telf]

Back from the Halloween Havoc promo as we cut to backstage in front of the TWOstars banner

GRISH: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m standing with th….

???: The champs!

Dave Meltzer walks into view, Triple V and Tom Trash stood behind

GRISH: With Da Meltz and the TWOsta…..

MELTZ: (coughs sarcastically) That’s MR Meltzer to you son

GRISH:……… Mr Meltzer………….. and two men who later on tonight, team up for the first time ever to take on the combination of Slim Jim and the Prototype, Jimmy Redman. Gentlemen, your thoughts….?

MELTZ: Wait a minute, I just can’t get over this! Look as this sight, Todd

Grisham looks at the two champions and doesn’t really know what to say

MELTZ: This is success! Before your eyes stands 50% of the gold holders here in TWOstars. Firstly, the most maniacal United States Champion in history, The Disciple………….. and the most Violent Telev……. Wo wo….. sorry………. Most Violent T-riple V champion in history, The Violence Bearer. It just doesn’t get any better than this

GRISH: Thank you, Dav… I mean, Mr Meltzer. But what I really wanted was a word with the two participants. Tom, this looks like it could be quite a partnership?

Trash shines up his US title, not really paying any attention to Grisham

……

GRISH: Mr Trash…..?

The Disciple’s head shoots up

TRASH: Oh…. Oh Todd. Sorry, wasn’t concentrating. Annnnnnyways, I’m no stranger to teaming with big goons, so tonight…

MELTZ: Wo wo wo! Big goon huh? This ain’t no goon, tinkerbell!

Vengeance throws his title on the floor and begins to huff and stare a hole through The Disciple

TRASH: Tinkerbell!!...... Ttttinkerbell! (growing more and more frustrated) Your ass is!

The US champion lunges towards the Violence Bearer as Da Meltz does his best to separate the two

COLE: (voice over) Oh my! These two could go at it any second! How is this gonna affect their team work here tonight! Don’t go anywhere!

Cut to preview of tonight’s main event

[Evil Gringo]

Back from the preview of the main event and we cut straight to ringside with Tazz and Michael Cole....

MC: Ladies and gentleman... whilst we where taking that short break this happened...

The image of Cole and Tazz cuts to a video of the Evil Gringo marching through the crowd... Bottle of Tequila, now half drained and crowbar still in his clutches... He jumps the barrier and when security tries to stop him he smacks one with the crowbar and the rest back off...

MC: And now folks, the Gringo is still out here and is just silently on the turnbuckle... it's like he is waiting for somebody...

Tazz: Well Cole it don't take a genuis to know who that is either... He's got to be here for Darkstar...

Sure enough 'Break Stuff' by Limp Bizkit hits the speakers and the owner of TWOStars, Darkstar comes onto the ramp to a torrent of boo's from the packed crowd...

DS: Gringo, what the hell are you doing here? Your not booked, your not the champion, your not attached to anyone and you certainly ain't wanted...

The crowd boo's as the boss runs down the Mexican Sensation...

DS goes to speak again but as he opens his mouth he is cut off by the Gringo who also has a microphone...

EG: Essa, I know I ain't booked... and that what I came here to fix... I have a great idea for a match chico... You and me, uno on uno, I kick your chico ass...

DS: Well I'm sorry to tell you Pingu... You've had a wasted journey... I ain't getting in the ring... espically in front of these so called hooligan fans...

The crowd begins to boo again at the boss and chants of "@sshole @sshole" begin to reign upon him...

EG: Hey essa... I think my homes in Pittsburgh (crowd cheers at the cheap pop) just found out your real name!

The crowd now begins to laugh at Darkstar and a "Gringo, Gringo" chant can be heard as the fans show their suuport for the former TWOStars champion...

DS: Tell you what... you wanna go tonight...

EG: You knows it homes...

DS: And you little runts in this flea hole wanna see him wrestle...

The crowd cheers at the thought of seeing The Gringo in action...

DS: Well your gonna get your wishes granted tonight...

Crowd cheers again... and a buzz begins to creep through them...

DS: As you will see The Evil Gringo (cheers again heard from the capacity crowd) against.... Anyman who wants to make five hundred bucks tonight!

The crowd groans and it seems apparent that no one wants to accept that offer...

DS: Come on... anyone... not one of you low lifes will go in their for five hundred dollar's! Thats enough drug money to last you a month! (crowd is really getting on DS's case now...)
Alright, alright.... You!

Darkstar points at a ring hand....

DS: Get in that ring and take him out now... or YOUR FIRED!

The ring hand is stood there... mouth open and pleading with the boss...

DS: In one more second you will be a former TWOStars employee...

The ring hand slides into the ring at this behest from the boss... Gringo is still stood in the corner, a sly and sick smile upon his face...

Crowd: Gringo's gonna kill you, Gringo's gonna kill you...

Gringo walks up to the poor sod in the ring as the bell is rung at Darkstars motioning... He thrusts out his jaw and begs the guy to hit him...

Tazz: Well I guess this is a match...

MC: Yeah... but how much of a coward is Darkstar...

Tazz: Careful Cole... You don't wanna cross the boss...

The ring hand has enough of the taunting and smacks Gringo right across the face... Gringo doesn't even flinch and the smile on his face just gets bigger...

Cole: Uh oh... I wouldn't wanna be him right now...

Gringo looks at the man as he backs off with a cold sadistic stare... and EXPLODES with hard forearm shots to the ring hands temple...

Tazz: Looks like you where right Cole... that poor guy is in a whole world of trouble now...

The poor sod hangs limp in the corner, Gringo's assault leaving him dazed... Gringo retreats to the other corner and then hurtles back the way he came jumping at the last second...

MC: Oh... Corner Shining Wizard from the Mexican Sensation...

The ring hand slumps to the mat and the Gringo climbs without a second thought... he dives off somersaulting through the air...

Tazz: Ouch! Gringofier... right on the kisser...

Gringo floats into a cover...

One...

Two...

Gringo lifts the shoulder up before three... He lifts the poor man off the canvas and turns round so the shocked Darkstar, still stood on the ramp can see him clearly...

MC: What is Gringo doing...

Tazz: He's sending a message Cole... thats what he's doing...

Gringo slits his throat in a slow motion with his thumb, his eyes locked on the boss all the time... He hoists the battered ring hand up into an Electric Chair poisiton...

MC: Oh good god... Shock Threapy on that poor man... he isn't trained for this Tazz! He could have a broken neck!

Gringo plants his foot on the chest of the fallen would be assasain... Eyes still locked on Darkstar...

One....

Two...

Three...

The referee calls for the bell as 'Swamped' by Lacuna Coil kicks in over the arena sound system... Darkstar stands there, shaking his head before walking into the back...

Tazz: Well I think that message was sent loud and clear...

As the music carries on and the crowd cheer the Gringo the camara zooms in to see the face of the Mexican Sensation, contorted in rage...

Cut to King of Champion's, The Incredible Holt promo package...

[han89]

Back from King of Champion's, The Incredible Holt promo package

MC: Up next is going to be our first match for the evening, and it will be The Lonely Avenger…




BANG! The usual explosion sound detonates in the arena as the lights fade away and come back as usual.

TZ: You know who that is, right Cole?

MC: Unusually, I don’t care anymore.

TZ: What? Did I hear you say that you are no longer scared of The Lonely Avenger?

MC: Unusually, I no longer care about you or him anymore. I have a job to do right now. So as I was saying, the first match of the evening is going to be The Lonely Avenger…




BANG! It detonates again as it usually does.

MC: what the hell is wrong with this guy? Until when do we have to hear those usual explosions detonate for him to run his mouth uselessly?


TZ: Are you on something Cole? Are you smoking anything or taking anything that is making you unusually aggressive?

MC: I am in complete mental health, unlike some people around here, thank God, and I just got sick of such a paranoid man who is nothing but a hollow coward.

TZ: Now you're scaring me Cole, now you're scaring me big time!




BANG! BANG! BANG! The usual lightning bolts strike from nowhere and hit the usual TWOtron.




BANG! Another usual explosion detonates as the lights go out for good, as usual.

The usual words in the usual green color start appearing on the TWOtron.
Horror

Loneliness

Pain

Revenge

Lost

Forgotten

And it splatters in a usual bloody red on the TWOtron

AND NOW CHRIS EAGLES, YOUR TIME HAS COME TO SEE YOUR HOLLOW TRUTH BY EXPERIENCING A VERY UNUSUAL HORROR,

THE LONELY AVENGER'S HORROR!!! YOU WILL VISIT THE GREEN HELLS, OH YES YOU WILL, MY HORROR WILL TAKE YOU THERE!!!

MC: It is one of his usual messages that lead to nowhere, only to his defeat against Chris Eagles.

TZ: You are on to something? Are you smoking pot?

MC: I will smoke you out of here if you don’t stop disrespecting me.

TZ: BUT…

MC: Shut the hell up! I am talking now! I am sick of this wrestler and I hope that Mikhail Mills take him out for good today.



BANG! BANG! BANG!

The TWOtron takes us to the usual locker room of The Lonely Avenger where he is sitting in his usual place. He looks up at the camera, his usual mask glowing in the dark.

MC: And the non-sense starts in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…and action!

TLA: Usually, I would terrify Michael Cole by my horror echoing in the whole arena, but today I am in no mood of doing that today. The only reason I am appearing as usual on the TWOtron is to explain to the unfortunate Chris Eagles what is going to happen to him on Halloween Havok.

Usually, the fans would start cheering as they would hear the match scheduled for TWO's next usual PPV, but this time, they were choked by an unusual strong man behavior from Michael Cole.

MC: Well the fans seem to be quiet tonight, unlike every night when they boo the hell out of the bad guy and cheer for the usually losing good one.

TZ: You need a doctor, Cole. This is not the coward I know. You have changed and I don’t like that. I was the one who would usually calm you because you were afraid, but now in such unusual circumstances, I am the one scared…OF YOU!

TLA: Just shut up you two down there. It is me who is talking right now and it is about Chris Eagles extermination that we are supposed to be usually talking about right now.

TZ: Sorry Mr. Avenger. Please continue as usual.

MC: Sorry my ass! I am not sorry about anything and I won't shut up until you Ranger do the same.

TLA: Well, I will have to continue what I was usually going to say with you being a pain in the ass at every word I say.

Now, Chris Eagles, listen carefully from wherever you are. The reason I attacked you last week is to teach you a lesson. Yes, I attacked you to teach you a lesson about life and its cruelty. You say you have everything money can buy, and that you can get everything else by your money. You say you can buy anyone off with green stashes and that you can buy your way to victory. Well guess what, not everything in life is buyable. There are some things in life that your stolen money can’t buy whatever the cost was.

MC: And you attacked him for such a lame excuse?

TLA: Cole, just shut the hell up like you usually do because your words cannot be bought. It is not because they are priceless, it's because they are $hit, and no one would buy your $hit.

The fans cheer his name, not as usual, neither unusually, only so typical.

TZ: That would teach you to not mess with the king of words, Cole.

MC: King of cowards he is. He is nothing but a usual fake identity, an unusual fake childhood and a very usual fake attitude.

TZ: And what is so unusual about that? Aren't you acting the same way right now?

TLA: As I was saying, there are things in life MDM can't buy and that is Pain, that is Loneliness, that is Revenge and Horror. I have lived my life without a single dime, and I survived it. He has all the money in the world, but that won't let him survive life past Halloween Havok, as my horror, the horrors of such a cruel life, will empty his soul and purify it, for it will become nothing but a hollow soul, an empty soul from all the nice things in life, of all the good and happy memories in mind. All that will dominate and echo in his body is the voice of reason, the voice of true life, the voice of my horror.

TZ: Wise words, Cole. Wise words from a usual wise man.

MC: The same usual crap from the usually wise fearful man.

TLA: That is not all Eagles, in a few minutes, in mere minutes, your partner in your little re-evolution, Mikhail Mills will experience my horror live on Xtreme TV and everyone watching will see the usual live results of that. I say that and I go back to my lonely corner, as I count the minutes and seconds that usually pass before the start of my match or the end of the show. And Cole…

MC: What the hell do you want?

TLA: YOUR TIME WILL COME!!! MILLS, EAGLES, THEN YOU COLE, THEN YOU!!!

It echoes very loudly in the whole TWO arena in a very unusual behavior from The Lonely Avenger

And as usual, the camera zooms in on the glowing mask to show the usual flames shinning and burning in his eyes.

Cut to commercials.

[TGO]

Back from commercials

We find Mickhail Mills and Benjamin Black sat in the Re-Evolution locker room talking about the match tonight against The Lonely Avenger, When Chris Eagles and Ted DiBiase walk in

Mills - Hello guys, How are both doing ?

TD - We are fine thanks, And you self’s?

Mills - We cool

MDM - That’s good

Black - Mickhail tell them

TD - Tell us what ?

Mills - Well don’t get mad but……. I kind of put a bet on King Holt to win the title at SummerSlam

MDM - YOU WHAT ?

TD - That doesn’t matter now, We have other business to sort out, Like Chris and Barry in the main event and You about to wrestle Chris’s rival at Halloween Havok, The Lone Ranger

The whole room begins to laugh and the crowd can be heard booing Re-Evolution

Mills - So Chris, Are you coming out with me tonight ?

MDM - Yeah I might do that Mickhail, But go and sit with the main man Tazz and that thing Michael Cole is it ?

TD - Ha ha, Yeah I think so

Mills - Cool

TD - Mickhail, Just so you know I to put a bet on Holt to win, Well only half the mount I put on Barry

MDM - Yeah, Did you win much?

TD - Not much Chris, Only about $1 million

Mills just looks gob smacked

Mills - $1 Million

TD - Yeah just put some loose change on him

MDM - So Ted, What’s this business thing you need to talk to me about ?

TD - Mickhail do you mind, Why don’t you and Benjamin get ready for your match, And Chris will join you soon

Mills - Ok, Come on Benny

Mills and Black get up to leave with Ted DiBiase wishing him luck

MDM - Be there soon Mickhail

Mills - Ok

MDM - Ted where’s Barry ?

TD - He’s running a bit late

MDM - Oh, What’s wrong ?

TD - The private jets was late

MDM - Ok but he will be here ?

TD - Yes he will Chris, You didn’t think he would miss the No1 Contenders match did you ?

With this Ted starts to laugh with Eagles joining in just after

MDM - Guess not, So what’s this business then ?

DiBiase whispers into something into Eagles ears before nodding at him

MDM - Ok, That’s cool with me

TD - Good, Good, And here’s you share

DiBiase hands Eagles with a cheque, That Eagles just looks at then smiles

MDM - $500k, WOW, I didn’t think you would be giving a share in your winnings

TD - That’s what friends do mate

MDM - Thank you

TD - Well you did lose heavier didn’t you ?

MDM - It was nothing, Shame the back up plan failed

TD - Back up plan?

MDM - Yeah when I found out I was number one, I made a call and put $100k on Barry to win

TD - Ha ha, Anyway go meet Mickhail, But don’t say anything about what we talked about, Ok

MDM - Ok, Not a word, Business is business

Eagles leave’s the locker room to go meet Mills and Black, As DiBiase picks up his phone, As he starts to dial the camera fades out to a TWOstars rewind

[Fidel Cashflow]

Mickhail Mills is walking down the hallway with Benjamin Black; they are midst a casual chat.

Mills- I told ya man, I told all of you, Holt was gonna take the strap!

Black-Still man, bettin against your home boys? That ain’t cool.

Mills- Stop sweatin it man! Even if they would have gotten in the ring at the same time, B-Man and Chris would’ve been in a race to see who would backstab who first. It’s a good thing Chris got out of that match before they had a chance to ruin Re-Evolution.

Black-True, but still…

Mills-And that still doesn’t make up for him throwing me in the way of that Gore back at One Night Stand!

Black-Again true, but I thought you got over that?

Mills- Forgive but not forget! Plus, I got some g’s on the bet too!

The duo continue walking when once again Mickhail Mills and Slim Jim come face to face.

Mills- Listen Slimmy, your face is getting way too familiar tonight. Step away before I cut the pleasantries and flat out stomp yo @$$!

Slim- Whoa dude, relax.

Mills-Listen Slimmy! I’ll relax AFTER I get my freakin car back!

Slim- You’ll get your car back when Slim gets his wheels returned.

Mills- I promise, no I SWEAR to you that I’ll beat the crap out whenever I get the chance!

Slim- Let Slim guess. Slim should watch Slim’s before he gest jumped by Re-Evolution AGAIN!

Mills- No, don’t watch your back. My fist will be in plain view crashing into your face!

Slim- You want a match with Slim to settle this? Because Slim says bring it b****

Mills- I don’t car about pinning you in a match. I don’t even care about you! What I do care about is my $650,000 car!

Slim- Slim wants to prove that Slim, is better, than you. Slim also wouldn’t mind getting his Ford GT!

Mills- If you want to get embarrassed by the f****** Phenomenal One, fine by me. But I want what’s mine!

With that Mills and Black walk off (well, Mills storms off) opposite the direction of Slim. Slim stays put, ten smiles.

Slim-Slim thinks Slim knows a way for us to get what we both want

With that we cut a "Don't do crack at home" advert

[Dante]

Back from the "We don't do Crack at Home" advert. But if you can't do it at home, then where can you?

Dante is shown emerging from his "Lair" clad in black as usual. There is a big pop from the crowd. As Grisham passes the door, he turns to get an interview.

Grisham-Dante, do have time for a few questions?

Dante looks at Grisham for a bit and gives a noncommital shrug.

G-Well what are your thoughts about your first win at a PPV over C2K?

Dante-Well its very simple Todd. I've said this before and I'll say it again. I never miss a kill. I told C2K he would feel the Killshot and he did. I did things out there that amazed people. I put on a match that no one will forget in the near future. Speaking of which, I haven't seen C2K around here since.

G-Well it was a spectacular match, I'll give you that. What are your plans for the immediate future?

D-Well I've been doing a lot of contemplating, and I've reached a conclusion I think most people will agree with. I think its time I hold a belt.

Crowd again pops at this announcement.

D-I've proven what I can do. I've shown the world that the Assassin isn't just a fluke. I can wrestle with the best of them, and I know I can beat anyone here.

G-Bold words there. One last question. What about Halloween Havok?

D-I want everyone to hear me on this. I'm issuing an open challenge. Anyone who wants to face me just need let me know. I wil bring everything I have, and if no one has the courage, then so be it.

Dante walks off.

Grisham-Bold words there from the Assassin, now we just need to see if anyone will accept his challenge.

Cut to commercial.

[TGO]

We return from the commerical and back at ringside with Michael Cole and Tazz

TZ: Ladies and gentlemen, the first match of the night is coming up live on TWOstars Xtreme TV from the Wachovia Centre in Pittsburgh. It is going to be The Lonely Avenger taking on Mikhail Mills, Chris Eagles partner.

MC: I hope Mills wins this match and teach The Lonely Avenger a lesson.

TC: The following match is a singles match and is scheduled for one fall.

The arena goes pitch black, then suddenly the words “Diamonds are Forever” are sung by a female voice.

A pyro shower starts as a violin and piano accompany the female repeating the same words. A hooded figure emerges from backstage and walks through the pyro shower.

The hooded figure, silhouetted by the pyro, raises his hands in the shape of a diamond. He breaks the diamond across his knee and an all too familiar guitar riff kicks in as the crowd erupts in boos.

TC: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Chris Eagles, from Palm Beach Gardens, Florida, weighting in at 235 lbs, he is Mikhail Mills.

“Marvelous Me” is now in full swing a Mickhail throws the hood off of his head and struts to the ring. When he gets to the apron, he slides on one knee after hopping up, and then bends over backwards into the ring.

TZ: This is the first time these two confront each others one on one. Not knowing what his opponent is made of, it is hard to prepare for such a match, especially for The Phenomenal One.

Lights are back as the music stops playing as Eagles heads for the announcing table.

MC: Well look who's joining us, if it isn’t the great MDM, Chris Eagles.

TZ: I guess he will be assisting us in commenting the match. That is great.

Eagles puts the headset on.

CE: Hello Cole; hello Tazz. It feels great to be here at ringside commenting a match that I can easily prognosticate its winner. Mills is going to run over this guy like hell.

The intro of "Lonely World" by limp Bizkit starts playing as the lights go out one more time tonight in the TWO arena, accompanied with the fans cheers.

TZ: Here he comes, The Lonely Avenger, Cole, the man you truly love.

MC: Loathe Tazz, the man I truly loathe.

TZ: You truly can't stand the guy, can you?

MC: I truly do!

CE: I wonder how many pleasures this man has had in his life? I believe being poor and lonely is pitiful. Thank God I have all this money to get me all the desires and pleasures I ask for and demand.

TZ: WoW! The ego meter got that high! Chris, this man has never known happiness in his life, and you talk about him like it is his fault.

MC: MDM didn’t mean that, he is just saying the truth about this guy.

CE: Actually, I meant what I said. I meant every word I said about this guy.

As these three argue, The Lonely Avenger's mask start rising from the ground near the entrance, glowing greener then ever in the dark. He keeps on rising as his hands are crossed over his shoulders.

TZ: Impressive entrance indeed. As I think about it, nearly everyone these days is entering the ring impressively.

CE: This is a very poor entrance. Mine is greener then his, way greener. Get it Tazz?

TZ: You're just a very cold hearted person Chris.

MC: And that one isn’t? Open your eyes Tazz! This is the man you shall look for, not a masked coward like this one.

Arriving to ground level, he levitates his hands in the air and looks up, as green flames grow from both sides. It is when the chorus of "Lonely World" echoes loudly. He then lowers his hand slowly, signalling the death of the flames.

TZ: What is in store inside this guy is pure horror, Cole. Messing with him is not an option for you two.

MC: Like it is for you.

TC: And his opponent, from Lonely Valley, weighting in at 250 lbs, The Lonely Avenger.

A green circle lights the movement of The Masked Truth towards the ring. He slides from the bottom rope to the middle of the ring, as the re-evolution members leave it.

TZ: Until the bell rings, it is not safe to be in the same ring with this guy.

MC: Will you just stop it, I know you are saying those things to pester me and I am not going to get angry because of your false comments.

TZ: Ok, you got me there, but it got you angry though.

CE: When will you two grow up? This is serious! Mills is seriously going to kick his ass.

The Lonely Avenger raises his hand in the air slowly to lower them suddenly in a fast movement, as green flames explode from all turnbuckles.

The lights come back to the arena with Mills going back to the ring.

Referee Nick Patrick rings the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

TZ: And the match is under way.

Both men are standing in the ring, looking each others in the eyes. Mills tries to deliver a few punches to
TLA in vain as a strong Avenger sticks to his ground.

TZ: The difference between these two is big. The Masked Truth is a big stone in the middle of the ring compared to the weak elf Mills is.

CE: Watch it there, Tazz. It is my partner you are talking about after all.

Avenger pushes The Phenomenal One.

TZ: OUCH! That is a hard fall!

Mills gets up quickly and charges at The Lonely Avenger with a hard roaring clothesline, which is enough to get him down.

CE: That's it. That's what I am talking about!
Mills waits for Loneliness Itself to get up to hook the tiger suplex from his back, going for the bridge.




ONE!




TZ: Kick out by The Lonely Avenger. It is still too early to go for a fall.

CE: The quicker he can finish him the better.

MC: Wait and enjoy the beating Tazz, wait and enjoy.

The Lonely Avenger is sent to the turnbuckle by one of the slowest Irish whips in the history of wrestling.
Mills goes to the other side of the ring and charges at The Masked Truth, but the truth is too heavy on him as a leg is delivered to the face of Mills.

TZ: There is a clear difference between the large Avenger and a rather smaller Mills.

CE: And there is a difference between a lot of other people in TWOStars, I don’t see your point.

A few punches to the face of Mikhail gets him down, leaving The Lonely Avenger the chance to hit the leg drop. Chris Eagles, trying to get momentum for his partner, gets up, a microphone in his hand, and starts taunting Loneliness Itself.

CE: Hey Ranger! Ranger! Hey green scum!
At those humiliating words, a raging Avenger turns to stare coldly at Chris Eagles.

MC: And that is what I call having your partner's back.

TZ: Mills has nailed The Lonely Avenger with a brain buster from nowhere as he was being distracted by Eagles.

Mills goes for the cover.



ONE!




TW…

Shoulder up by TLA.

MM gets his opponent back on his feet to hit him with a released German suplex.

TZ: Another fall of The Lonely Avenger, and that's another fall for Mills. A double fall Cole, get it?




ONE!




TWO!

Kick out!

MM goes for another cover.




ONE!




TW…

Another kick out!

An angry Mikhail Mills goes to the turnbuckle and climbs it.

CE: Look at the next phenomenal high risk move from my partner.

TZ: Mills jumps!


MC: That's a great Natural Phenomenon from the top rope.

TZ: This might be the winning move.

And the referee counts the fall.




ONE!



TWO!



TH…

TZ: Shoulders up by a desperate Lonely Avenger!
Mills gets TLA locked up a camel clutch.

CE: Now it is only a matter of time before Ranger faints away and The Phenomenal One secures the win.

TZ: And there he is, fainting away, surrendering to the submitting move.
The referee raises his hand.



ONE!
The lock is still pressing hard on his neck.

TWO! His hand falls again.

Nick Patrick raises his hand for the third and final time.



TH…

TZ: OH LOOK! The Masked Truth is still fighting! He is still in there. He refuses to let his hand down.

Mills starts loosing hold on the lock as TLA builds enough energy to get back on his feet.

TZ: An elbow to the chest of The Self Proclaimed Mr. Amazing. But that is not enough to break the lock.
Two more elbows to the chest and the lock is broken.

TZ: Build momentum, Avenger. Build momentum.

MC: Are you with us or with him?

TZ: I am with him alright. Mikhail Mills doesn’t deserve to win at all.

CE: What? Did I hear you right? Don’t cross your line Tazz, don’t do it or else you know the consequences of that.

Both man exchange punches, but soon enough, Mills is Irish wiped on the rope to bounce face first in The Lonely Avenger's big boot, size 13.

The Lonely Avenger gets MM up again to hit him with a powerbomb.

TZ: The Lonely Avenger is running wild! But that is not it! He literally grabbed Mills and threw him to the turnbuckle.

TLA loses no time as he nails The Phenomenal One with three consecutive spears to the chest.

From the turnbuckle, a dizzy Mikhail Mills is nailed with a modified STO, to land face first on the mat.

TZ: The Lonely Avenger goes for the cover.



ONE!



TWO!



TH…

TZ: What is Avenger doing? Why did he break a somewhat secured pin?

The Lonely Avenger, who has been in control of the match for a while, gets to the turnbuckle and climbs it.

TZ: Who is that running towards the ring? Is it Benjamin Black?

CE: Yes it is Tazz, and that is my signal to go. It was fun making fun of this loser but I have some other business to attend to.

TZ: What business? What does he mean?

MC: I don’t know Tazz, but it was a good company in this match having Eagles with us.

The Avenger is on the top rope.

TZ: You know what's going to be happening to Mills, Cole. He is going to be splashed in a very lonely way.

Benjamin Black's unusual present is justified by his attempt to try and distract the referee who seems to be asking him to leave.

Chris grabs the chair he was sitting on and heads for the ring.


TZ: OH NO! That is just another win Eagles is going to be stealing if he can hit Loneliness itself with the chair.

MC: That is what I am talking about. Always having your friend's back.

TZ: But that is also cheating. So now that the person who is going to be losing is being cheated, then it is alright. You disgust me Cole.

The Lonely Avenger is ready to fly high in the air to hit his finisher on a lying Mills.



BAM!

TZ: OH! Eagles with a shot to the skull of The Lonely Avenger

TLA falls from the top rope in pain of the powerful shot.

MC: Eagles just hit TLA on the head with something there Tazz, But what was it ?

TZ: It looks like a mop Cole

The camera zooms in on Eagles, As he stands there with a mop with a face on it in his hand

The Crowd Cheers as they relies that’s it’s moppy the mop Perry Saturn used to have with him

TZ: Its Moppy

MC: I cant believe Eagles, The richest wrestler in TWOstars is using a mop

TZ: Yeah, But at least he never dumped a very fit Terri for it

MC: True

Mills, who has began to recover, gets to his feet quicker then The Masked Truth does.

TZ: Mills is going to hit his finisher for sure. This is his chance of taking the advantage his partner secured for him.

MC: So what? Not like it was wrong!


TZ: Just give me a break Cole.
Mikhail grabs Avenger from the head and gets him up to hit The Phenomenal Effect.

MC: And The Lonely Avenger finally falls!
Mills goes for the cover as a lost Nick Patrick goes for the count.



ONE!



TWO!




THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

"Marvelous Me" starts playing as Eagles slips in the ring to celebrate with his partner.

MC: Mills has done it Tazz. He has beaten The Lonely Avenger and showed us a mere example of what will happen to him at Halloween Havok.

TZ: Until when will Eagles cheat his way into victory? This is just low from those two, Just low. That explains the thing Re-Evolution was planning backstage before the match. They were making a plan to cheat their way into victory.

TC: The winner of this match by pin fall, Mikhail Mills.

Eagles jumps out of the ring, As TLA starts to move and picks up moppy

MC: Eagles has the mop in his hand again Tazz

TZ: ITS MOPPY Cole

MC: Fine moppy, But what is he doing

Eagles rolls back into the ring with moppy in hand, TLA starts to get to his knees as Eagles gets back to his feet, Eagles just smiles before lifting the mop over his head and making it crash against the back of The Lonely Avenger

The crowd begin to boo and jeer Eagles as Mills and Black start kicking away at TLA, Eagles again lifts the mop over his head before bringing it back down this time to the back of TLA’s head

MC: The crowd are not liking this Tazz

TZ: Eagles is sending The Lonely Avenger his own message tonight Cole

MC: But with a mop ?

TZ: MOPPY, Look Cole, Chris is lining him up again

Eagles now with Moppy over his head, Brings the mop down against TLA’s back, In doing so Moppy breaks into two half’s, Seeing this the crowd explode into a fit of boos and jeers as Eagles followed by Mills and Black leave the ring grinning as they start to walk up the ramp way

TZ: Eagles again showed his mean side Cole

MC: Does TLA know what he’s let himself in for ?

TZ: Didn’t know you cared about The Lonely Avenger Cole

MC: I don’t like Eagles Tazz, But I HATE The Lonely Avenger, Or as Eagles calls him the lone ranger

As the three Re-Evolution member get to the top of the ramp way Eagles points up to the TWOtron and a message appears saying

RANGER,

YOU SAY YOUR TAKING ME TO GREEN HELL ?
WILL I’M TAKING YOU TO A GREENER PLACE,
HALOWEEN HAVOK, YOU AND I ONE - ON - ONE
HA, YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT TYPE OF MATCH WE ARE HAVING ?
WELL YOU WILL VERY SOON RANGER

AND YOU CAN TAKE THAT TO THE BANK

As the message starts to fade all that’s left on the TWOtron is the inside of a bank vault with loads of money on the floor, Re-Evolution start to laugh as the vault door begins to close shut with a bang

MC: What does that mean ?

TZ: Well Chris has just found a mic, So maybe we will find out

MDM: So there you have Ranger, I’m challenging you to a take that to the bank match

MC: A WHAT match

TZ: He said a take that to the bank match

Mills just looks at MDM as if to say what’s that match

MDM: Ok, Let me tell you the rules, There isn’t any, No pin falls, The ONLY way to win is to locked your opponent inside a bank vault, They will be REAL money inside, And watches, Rings, necklaces, All sorts but again like I said the ONLY way to win is to lock your opponent inside

TZ: WOW, a take that to the bank match at Haloween Havok

MC: How can he get a bank vault here ?

TZ: This is Chris Eagles Cole, He can do anything

MC: Well there you have to Mickhail Mills beats The Lonely Avenger in the opening match, And Chris Eagles attacks TLA with Moppy……

TZ: And Eagles tells the world the match for Haloween Havok is a take that to the bank match

MC: We will be back after this short break

The camera fades to a Darkstar moment

[Evil Gringo]

The camara fades back in and there, stood in front of it is the boss himself.... Darkstar... The crowd boo's at the sight of the company's corrupt head honcho...

Alongside him is Todd Grishim, microphone in hand, poised to probe the thoughts of the boss...

TG: So, Mr Darkstar, why did you request this time...

DS: I DIDN'T REQUEST ANYTHING! I am the boss god damn it and I told you to be here... I've already fired one disappointment tonight... do you wanna be the second?

TG: No boss... I mean sir... Errr... So what is exactly is on the bosses mind tonight?

DS: It's like this Grisham... I have a problem, a Mexican one...

TG: You mean the Gringo?

DS: Yes I do... Well what I have here is a contract... put before me by the 'Network executive' Mr Atkin which request that I and The Gringo have a little match at Halloween Havoc... Well... I am the owner of this company and I don't have to bow down to any little TV rep or ANY superstar... So I have to tell you, the world and espically Gringo that this match isn't gonna happen unless something remarkable happens...

Just at the point Gringo comes out of the shadows on the far side of the room to background cheers of the crowd...

EG: Whats that essa? Running again? You said that any essa can have any match with any chico they want... So porque essa? Why not me and you, mano eh mano essa?

DS: I'm sorry, but I have nothing to gain from this Pingu.... And if you recall I said we have to agree on the match... NO agreeance, no deal...

EG: Okay... Hows about this essa? You said special reasons eh chico? Well you are holding me back from my RIGHTFUL shot at the Title... You have my Mamacita hold up somewhere essa... You say you OWN her...

DS: Your point is?

EG: Well they seem pretty special to me... I wish I had them you see chico, I want them...

DS: But what would I get in return apart from having to break a sweat and take you out to make sure you can't have them? I am a business man after all...

EG: Surely you've wished for something chico? Surely you've got desires that you need, want, crave... Things that even a little ovideo sexo like you would like to have chico?

DS: I wouldn't mind seeing the end of you... and let me tell you Pingu... That Becki of yours... Well lets say I would if you catch my drift....

EG: Well I tell you what essa... I give you a proposition... You and me, one on one... I win I get my title shot somewhere down the road essa.... I get my Mami back and... to make it a nice even tres how about a years worth of Tequila and condoms for my victory party...

DS: And if I win...

EG: I leave TWOStars... You keep Mami and do what you want with her and hell... if you want you can have an extra wish if you want essa... Think about it... my career, my women and whatever else you want....

DS: No catch...

EG: None essa.... A Three Wishes match... you and me at Halloween Havoc essa... Uno de uno...

DS: Your on Gringo... but remember... if you don't make it to Havoc... well you know I win by default...

EG: What you mean 'if' I get there essa...

DS: You'll see...

EG: Let me tell you essa (Gringo gets right in the bosses face at this point)... Nothing will stop me getting to Havoc... not you, not god, not satan... hell not even Gary Coleman essa! Because I am the FEAR in the DARKNESS... And at Havoc, I WILL be all your FUTURE HOLDS essa...

Gringo stalks off... Darkstar relieved at this fact...

TG: Wow, big news... you and Gringo at Halloween Havoc with alot on the line... But tell me boss... I mean sir... What will be your final wish?

DS: That will be a suprise.... But seen as Gringo can get a wish before then... Well why can't the boss get his wish? That match... its a 2 out of 3 falls match... One fall per wish... Let's see how Gringo likes that.... And Grish...

TG: Yes boss... I mean sir...

DS: This interview is over...

With this the boss heads back inside his dressing room... and the camara fades out to...

An Irn-Bru promo package... How we keep The Gringo's fire burning!

[Telf]

Back from the Irn-Bru commercial to Tony Chimel stood in the centre of the ring, armed with a microphone – the bell rings

CHIMEL: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!

COLE: Looks like we ready to go!

“Violence Fetish by Disturbed hits the PA system in the Wachovia Centre. The lights fall to black as the bright blue beams down from the TWOtron

CHIMEL: Introducing first, being accompanied by his championship guidance counsellor, Mr Meltzer………….From Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred and ninety-five pounds………………. He is the TWOstars Television Champion………… “Viiiiiiolent” Viiiiiiinie Vennnnnngeance!

The big man powerfully strides down the ramp, dragging his TV title belt along the ground as he goes. Meltzer is into a jog trying to catch up with the Violence Bearer

TAZZ: Now that is one angry mo ‘fo, Cole!

COLE: Triple V on his way to the ring with violence on his mind tonight

Vengeance throws the belt into the ring, stepping over the top rope and turns back towards the top of the entrance ramp

COLE: Do you think he remembers this one is a tag match, Tazz?

TAZZ: Man, you’ve really gotta pay attention! Did you not see what went on earlier tonight!?

Before Michael Cole can answer, “You Don’t See The Signs” replaces the nu metal track. The Disciple comes bursting through the curtain and much like Triple V, marches aggressively down the ramp

CHIMEL: And his tag team partner, from Manches….

Trash sliding into the ring prompts the ring announcer to bail, not wanting to get involved in a potentially volatile situation. The two men come eye to eye as The Disciple holds his title up in the face of Vinnie. Meltz picks the TV title up from the mat and slings it over his mans shoulder – Trash tries to argue, but as usual, Vengeance stays quiet. A scared Meltzer cowers behind the big man. Both are broken off by….

“Death of Seasons” by AFI

14,500 thousand pair of fists fly up into the air in the arena at the anticipation of the entrance of the “The Prototype”

COLE: Now here’s a distraction, Tazz! Redman in the house and he’s delivered a few beatings to those two in the ring

TAZZ: Not to mention taken a few, Cole. Funny how you don’t remember that

CHIMEL: And their opponents! First, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds……………….. The Prrrrrrrrototype………… Jimaaaaaaaay Rrrrrrredmaaaan!

The rockstar-esque North Carolinian appears at the top of the entrance ramp to a chorus of cheers

COLE: Redman is certainly popular in Pittsburgh!

TAZZ: Who isn’t, Cole?

JR calmly walks down the walkway, stopping half way. He looks to either side, raises his hands above his head and begins to clap. Faint chants of “Slimmer” can be heard over the music

COLE: He we go, Tazz!

TAZZ: Why? What’s happening?

PA: Make me a Superstar!

COLE: These people are going crazy! He’s back!..................... There he is!

Slim Jim bursts through from the gorilla position and immediately begins to knock fists with the fans. He meets the Prototype half way down the ramp

CHIMEL: And his tag team partner, from London, England, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds…………. The Uuuuuuuuntouchabllllllle……… Sllllllim…….. Jim!

Slimmer points up towards the ring as the two hurtle down the ramp, both simultaneously sliding underneath the bottom rope, engaging in fists fights with their opponents. Slim pairs off with Trash, while the Prototype and the Violence Bearer battle back towards the other side of the ring

COLE: Slug fest early on! Vengeance and Redman reigniting their memorable feud!

TAZZ: In other words, Jimmy’s has more guts than sense

Triple V gets forced back into the ropes as Redman takes a step back and clothes lines the Violence Bearer over the top and to the floor. Meanwhile, on the other side, Trash delivers a spinning kick to the midsection of The Untouchable one, he whips him off the ropes…………………. Slim reverses as The Disciple runs straight into a ferocious………….

BOOM!

COLE: Spinebuster! Redman hit the Spinebuster! Into the cover!

ONE





TWO





COLE: Kick out at two and a half! The champions on the defensive from the get go!

Slim Jim exits the ring as The Prototype brings his opponent back to his feet, Vengeance stumbles his way around the ring back to his corner. Redman lifts the small cruiser up from a front face lock into a vertical position

…………………….

COLE: Look at this delay

…………………….

COLE: Delayed vertical suplex by Jimmy Redman!

He gets up to a roar from the crowd, standing still for a second to soak up the admiration before tagging in the Slimmer, who immediately ascends to the top, measuring the Disciple, staggering to his feet……………

COLE: Slim flies!.................................... Top rope hurricarana! Could this one be over early!?

ONE






TWO





THR.

Trash slides a shoulder out just before the referee brings his hand down for the third time. Jim goes to grasp the US champ in a side headlock, but he pushes the fan favourite away and sneakily dives over to his corner to tag in the Violence Bearer

TAZZ: Things are just about to get ugly for The Man, The Myth, The Loser!

The huge frame of the six foot eight behemoth steps over the top rope, hunting down his prêt. Vengeance lunges at Slim, going for a clothesline which is ducked……………… Jim runs towards the opposite ropes, rebounds, leaving his feet going for a cross body on Triple V…………..

COLE: Uh oh! Vinnie caught him!

TAZZ: Told ‘ya, Cole

Vengeance has Slim and throws him down with a devastating power slam. He drops to he knees with a lateral press on his opponent

ONE





TWO





COLE: Kick out by the Untouchable one!

TAZZ: Ain’t looking so untouchable now is he?

Triple V picks a groggy Slimmer to his feet by the hair and locks in his patented dragon sleeper – Truth Hurts

COLE: Vengeance used this move to choke out Atken to win the TV title! There’s no way out for the Englishman!

The Violence Bearer cranks back on the neck of his smaller opponent as Da Meltz is seen in the corner of the shot clapping away. However, Vinnie is distracted by a frantic Disciple in his corner

COLE: Looks like the US champ wants in, Tazz

TAZZ: Retribution, Slim got him when he was down. Oh how the tides have turned! Hahaha!

Vengeance relinquishes the hold and reluctantly goes over to tag in Trash as the Slimmer crumples to the mat

COLE: The Disciple dives in here with shots to the head of Jim! Come on ref! Those are closed fists!

Referee Charles Robinson quite rightly steps in and begins the count on Trash who is mounted over his opponent….

ONE!



TWO!



THREE!



FOUR!

Trash releases and holds his hands up in the air as if nothing had happened – but quickly goes back to the illegal fists to the temple of the Slimmer. The crowd erupt in boos

TAZZ: Smart work. Now that’s how you get the job done!

COLE: At least our fans here in Pittsburgh can distinguish between right and wrong…….. unlike some people!

The Disciple locks Jim with tight head scissors towards his corner. His opponent far far away from making a tag

MELTZ: (in the background) What d’ya say Slim!? Huh!? You wanna give it up!? Ask him ref! Ask him!

COLE: Doesn’t he shut up!? Jesus!

TAZZ: Blasphemy, Cole! This is a family presentation

Charles Robinson drops down to check on Slim, not noticing Trash is sneaking his arms up towards the Violence Bearer in the corner. The crowd shout at the referee to take a look, but unsurprisingly doesn’t hear the 14,500 screaming fans. Instead, the Prototype comes in to interject – but his path is quickly cut off by Robinson

COLE: Oh come on!

TAZZ: Genius, pure genius!

Vengeance has extended a hand out which the Disciple has grabbed, gaining extra leverage. Redman continues to argue with the referee as Trash smacks his hands together, makes the sound of a tag as the Violence Bearer once again enters the match up

He clasps Jim by the throat as Trash releases the head scissors. Triple V, with one hand, easily picks his opponents from the mat, hoisting him up high before dropping the Slimmer down with a thunderous clothesline. He drops to his knees with a rather non sealant cover

ONE





TWO






The Untouchable One barely manages to roll out the left shoulder. He’s in the wrong corner with not much left to fight of the onslaught of the two champions

The Violence Bearer once again brings his opponents to a vertical position, whipping him into the turnbuckle, he charges in…………………….

COLE: Slim side steps the on coming Vengeance! Come on Slimmer!

Triple V clutches his ribs as he steps back around into a desperate spinning heel kick, connecting to the square jaw by the Englishman. Seems that was the last that Jim had as both men are down on the mat………….. Charles Robinson begins the count as the live audience count with……………

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!................. The Violence Bearer begins to stir

FIVE!

SIX!....................... Slim rolls over to his front and places two fists on the floor. Meanwhile, Vengeance is up to a knee

SEVEN!

EIGHT!................... All of sudden, Jim finds the strength to get to his feet while Vinnie continues to stumble. As Jim is up the count is broken

COLE: Come on Slim! Make the tag!

Trash jumps in through the ropes

SMACK!

COLE: Yes! There’s the tag! Here comes The Prototype!

Robinson rushes over to the corner of Redman………..

TAZZ: Nope, don’t think so, Cole! The ref didn’t see the tag!

The referee struggles to remove Jimmy Redman from inside the ring as Trash, on his way out, pulls the legs of the Slimmer back over towards his corner. The Violence Bearer is back up and seems to be signally for the end………

TAZZ: This is it, Cole! Good night Jim, shame it was such a short return!

Dragging him up by the hair, Vengeance propels Slim to the opposite side has the much smaller opponent rebounds, only to be caught in the long muscular arms of the Television Champion as he’s swung round

COLE: No Escaaaaaa……………………...

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

COLE: Oh my! Can we see that again!?

We cut to a spilt screen of the replay. Jim rebounds off the ropes and is swung around in the under hook…………………. In the process, The Untouchable One somehow manages to get all be it a loose headlock on the big man as the momentum forces the skull of the Violence Bear down into the canvas!

COLE: The Slim Pickin’s! Jim hit the Pickin’s! Can he make it over to the Prototype!

Charles Robinson begins his count once again as the boisterous Pittsburgh crowd urge on their man

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Slim stirs and begins to crawl over to his corner, Vengeance, still down

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

Jim gets closer…….

EIGHT!

SMACK

COLE: There’s the tag! Prototype in!

Redman charges at Vengeance and knocks him back down, Trash attempts to interject but is met with a barrage of flying fists

COLE: The Metalhead on fire!

He picks Triple V up, who seems to have regained full consciousness and throws him into the ropes…………… the Violence Bearer rebounds and has to time to eye his opponent for the clothesline from hell…………………..

CRRRRAAAAAAACK!

COLE: The Prototype telegraphs the move! The Television Champion collided with The Disciple who is knocked down to the outside!

Vengeance, not too bothered that he’s just floored his partner, turns around into……………….

COLE: The Rock Hard! The cover!

ONE!






TWO






THR

Triple V manages to side out a shoulder. Trash can be seen on the outside searching underneath the ring for something, right next to Meltzer………..

TAZZ: The Disciple has the trash can! Prototype’s ass is soon to become Trash!

Redman sees that the US champ is up on the a-frame with the weapon and backs off away from the Violence Bearer. Vinnie gets to his feet and also notices his partner and is momentarily distracted as Da Meltz tries to stop what would be a certain disqualification

COLE: Meltzer has the foot of Trash!

SMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKKK!

COLE: Oh my God! The Disciple just clocked Vengeance’s championship guidance counsellor with the Trash Mouth!

TAZZ: Behind you Vinnie!

Charles Robinson drops through the ropes to remonstrate with the former tag champion…………………… Vengeance turns to see both The Prototype and The Slimmer lunging towards him……………………. They both grab him into a front face lock…………………

The crowd go ballistic as a perfectly timed tandem move sends Triple V’s head into the mat once again…………………

COLE: The both hit it! At the same time! Robinson back in!

ONE









TWO









THREE!

(Bell rings)

CHIMEL: Here are your winners!.................. The team of……………….. Slim Jim and Jimmy the Prototype Redman!

COLE: The Slim Pickin’s AND The Metalhead AT ONCE!

TAZZ: Damn! But when you get dropped with a double tornado DDT, there is sure as hell no way you’re getting up!

The fan favourites remain in the ring to soak up the crowd. Trash is on the outside, can in hand, staring down at Meltzer

TAZZ: Man, when Triple V gets up, Trash better be on his way!

COLE: He better get running now!

Vengeance rolls over and sees The Disciple with the trash can, his counsellor on the floor………….. Trash makes hay way up the ramp. Vinnie rolls out of the ring and grabs the arm of the unconscious Meltzer and drags him up the ramp in pursuit of the US champion

COLE: What’s gonna happen when he catches up with him! Only one way to find out! Stay tuned!

Cut to a message from PMA, the network representative

[Telf]

Back from the PMA message as the cameras frantically try and catch up with the retreating Trash backstage

The Disciple is running down a corridor, looking back every second for the evidently ticked off Triple V. He continues to sprint until a door flies open, blocking his path………..

TRASH: Woooow! Dude……………. (panting)………… You….. really……need…….. to……… help………… me! He’s after me!

The camera pans around to reveal the World Heavyweight Champion, The Incredible Holt, belt thrown over his massive shoulder

TRASH: I Trash Mouthed Meltzer! It was awesome! But anyway, I need your…….

The United States Champion swings round as a the double doors at the end of the corridor burst apart……………. An angry Vengeance steps through, sees The Disciple and powerfully strides up in pursuit. Trash dives past Holt into the dressing room

When Vengeance gets to the door he attempts to barge past Holt, who isn’t budging…………………….. the two behemoths get locked in a stare down as we cut to…..

[TMJ]

...a Halloween Havoc advert (supposedly to be held in September of 2007), before the scene reopens in the parking lot, as a stretch limo pulls up. The license plate reads "ETS RTF" and we cut to the arena and Michael Cole, who is stationed in the centre of the ring, microphone in one hand and newspaper in another.

MC: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time we'd like to introduce to you the sponsors of the upcoming Halloween Havoc event, live and exclusively on pay-per-view. As you can see, these men have taken the world by storm and even have a front page headline to their name right here in the USA Today.

Cole holds up the paper, as the camera zooms in on a story concerning tax cuts.

MC: They are the one and only, Efedsthatsuck team. Right now, I'd like to bring out the three men who have helped to establish the brand of E-sports-entertainment and make online browsing more fun that it has any right to be. Here are Mitchell Jones, Colin Gear and Craig Russell, Efeds... that.... SUCK!

The fans stand and applaud respectfully and casually, only half of the crowd really seeming to know who these three are. A generic dance theme starts to play in the background as a young man with glasses and a casual jacket and jeans combination steps onto the stage, waving and applauding, taking in the adoration. He is followed by a less shy young kid with long red hair and a more adventurous dress sense, who raises the devils horns to the crowd and somewhat declines to smile any longer than he has to. The final man steps through, slightly larger but a little more energetic, dropping to one knee and resting his head on his fist before posing and turning to the amusement of the fans. All three men begin to make their way down the ramp, slapping hands and stopping for brief conversation with each other and the various front row members. The first two guys use the steps and climb into the ring, but the third starts to pose a little bit more, and jumps up onto the apron with a knee, stepping in and joining his two partners as they line up together. The music stops and Michael Cole shakes the hand of all three.

MC: Ok, so first of all, congratulations for the success of the Efedsthatsuck program. If I can talk to you here first, Colin.

Cole backs up and stands next to the first male with the glasses.

MC: You were one of the very first originators of this idea back when it first started. You've got to be very proud of your baby growing up.

CG: Oh without doubt, I'm really happy, if happy is indeed the right word, I don't really know anymore... it's overwhelming. And I need a drink.

Laughs are shared by all as Cole steps towards the second male, with his long red hair and stocky stature.

MC: And Mitchell, you were the co-originator of this. How has it been working with these guys on such a successful program?

MJ: Oh man, it's... it's been cool, y'know, it's, it's just something really special to us. I mean, er, it adds to everything else we do, I mean me and Russ here, Craig Russell, we do a lot for the Wrestling101/T.W.O network as well as E.T.S, and it's great to see our talents broaden and become what it has, and we're very happy to be in front of you guys here, sponsoring Halloween Havoc.

MC: Absolutely.

Cole takes a final step, and faces the final ETS star.

MC: And who can forget this man? The guy who came in and made the circle complete. Craig, I know it's been...

Without warning, Craig grabs the microphone and walks quickly around the ring while setting the record straight.

CR: Woah woah woah woah woah…WOAH!. Shut your damn mouth Cole, first thing’s first, FINALLY, The Russ has come BACK…To…this…er…arena. Here.

Some slight booing is heard throughout the arena as Michael Cole is given another microphone by a gopher at ringside. Not a real gopher, but a guy in a black T shirts with headphones and sporting a moustache.

MC: The…Russ? Craig, I thought…

CR: It doesn’t matter what you think! Or thought. The fact of the matter is, The Russ doesn’t need to answer your questions, Cole. The Russ doesn’t answer to…your kind. The Russ answers to…

MC: The people?

CR: Kind of. Not all of the people. The Russ answers to…The video game players.

The crowd, utterly baffled, sits in silence. The only sound reverberating around the arenas is that of 20,000 (or 12,000 depending on who you ask) people scratching their heads.

CR: Y’see, what all of these people here need to realise is that The Russ is YOUR Video Games Guru. For years now, The Russ has been reviewing and updat…

MC: But didn’t you quit? Isn’t Colin the current Guru?

Colin tries to stifle his laughter, as The Russ looks around confused.

CR: Wh…What? Quit? The Russ QUIT?? No no no, The Russ was promoted! The Russ moved upstairs! The Russ…

MJ: …Sold out?

The Russ shoots an evil glare towards Mitchell who seems to be having the time of his life winding up his highly-strung colleague. The Russ looks about to explode in fury, but manages to compose himself

CR: THE RUSS SAYS TH…No. The Russ didn’t sell out. The Russ had done all he could do in reviewing video games and updating his public. Look, The Russ isn’t a bad guy. If anyone’s the bad guy, it’s this guy over here. The funny looking one. “Colin”. The Russ was told to stick to the script, but this needs to be said. The Russ built up a fan base over the years, and this man has done his best to ruin that. He takes a relaxed attitude to work. He…he drinks alcohol when he’s working! He’s a nobody compared to The Russ, and maybe if he paid more attention when he was my lackey…

The crowd react with an “Oooh”, similar to what one would hear during a Rikki Lake episode followed by a fat sassy black woman shouting “I KNOW you didn’t just say that ‘bout my man!”.

CG: Russ, Craig, whatever. Don’t talk crap.

CR: Looks like The Russ has hit a nerve, huh Mitch?

MJ: Don’t look at me for support; you’re on your own here.

CR: Oh, so you’re on his side now? Well The Russ doesn’t need either of you. I’ve got a million opportunities to demonstrate my comic wit which won me the TWO Funniest Member Award in 2002, 2003 AND 2004. I also won the Beanie equivalent, but nobody knows or cares what that is.

MC: And that’s a shoot!

CG, CR + MJ: Shut up Cole.

CR: The fact is, like it or not, The Russ is still YOUR game reviewin’, porno viewin’, BBQ rib eating, Colin beating, living on the cusp of fame, getting the freebies that killed Acclaim, VIDEO GAMES GURU! If ya smeeeeeeeell…

Before another word can leave The Russ' mouth, he's on the canvas laid out on his stomach as Colin Gear leaps at him with what look to be his shoe. Mitchell tries to get behind Colin and pull him off, but Colin hits two elbows to the side of the head and breaks free. All three men unprofessionally lunge towards each other as Michael Cole tries to break things up.

MC: Somebody get... get security, get security, break it up... c'mon...

As security start to fill the ring, the scene cuts to the parking lot backstage, with a limo pulling up. The registration plate reads "ETS RTF", and instantly the shot cuts to black, and then to an advert bearing no resemblance to anything TWOStars-esque.

[Rog]

Back from a lovely advert to……

Blue Monday suddenly plays across the PA, as the crowd explode into booing

Cole: Oh great, this guy…

Tazz: Hey come on Cole; show your appreciation for this guy.

Cole: Appreciation for a jackass!?

Chimmel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

Boyo steps slowly through the curtain, a look of disgust for the crowd.

Cole: Well be that as it may Boyo set to take on The Judge momentarily, the two having some choice words for each other earlier tonight.

Cut to recap…

TJ: Ever since you have been in TWOStar, Boyo, all I've heard from you is "I'm great this" and "you suck that". All you seem capable of doing is running your mouth and not being able to back it up.

Boyo: Oh, really? Shucks Mr Judge, ever since I've been in TWOStars I've been carrying Tag Team gold. My mouth, like your attire there, speaks for itself.

The crowd boo.

TJ: I think you should give your mouth a rest and your brain a chance, sunshine. I don't care, and these fans don't care, if Sickness is putting on a dress because YOU GOT PINNED last week...

Crowd: Ohh!!

TJ: ...They care that I am standing here on this stage forseeing your day of Judgement.

Boyo looks unimpressed.

TJ: Boyo, your day of judgement is tonight, and Boyo, I find you guilty as charged.

Boyo: What are you talking about you caped douche?

The Judge grins evilly.

TJ: You'll find out tonight, jackass - you'll find out

Back to live action….

Tazz: Well both men have a lot of words to back up now.

Boyo continues to saunter up the rampway pausing to goad a fan into a fight, before laughing it off and running up the steps into the ring.

Cole: Boy is this guy full of himself.

Chimell: Introducing first, in the ring, weighing in at……..

Boyo grabs the mic off Tony Chimell and glares at the announcer who quickly scarpers out of the ring.

Cole: What a bully.

Tazz: Its just nonstop with you tonight!

Boyo: Hey, Judge Jackass! You wanna come out and interrupt me, get in my business? Heres your chance big man, bring it on!

Tazz: Them be fighting words!

Haunted plays across the PA as the fans start to cheer.

Cole: Well ask and you shall receive.

The Judge steps through the ropes and looks to the crowd who cheer before stepping out onto the rampway, raising the sledgehammer which triggers a shoot of pyro from the stage.

Cole: Here comes The Judge who last week made his intentions towards Boyo clear, he wants to destroy the Dark Alliance.

Tazz: Well hes got an opportunity to face one half of the unit in Boyo, and if I were The Judge I would keep my eyes open, Sickness is a guy you don’t want to be on the defensive with.

Boyo drops the mic and slides under the rope towards The Judge who begins to jog towards the Welsh Wonder, both men colliding on the ramp exchanging punches,

Tazz: Whoah, man nothings going to hold these two back!

Boyo lands a knee to the gut of The Judge, who doubles over allowing Boyo to ram Commandant into the guard rail head first.

Cole: Gah that was nasty.

Tazz: Well gee Cole maybe you should look away, we don’t want you having nightmares,

Cole: Having to watch the biggest jackass of them all? That would give anyone nightmares.

Boyo picks up The Judge but is met with an elbow to the gut, Commandant spins Boyo around and whips him towards the ring.

Cole: Look out here!!

Boyo leaps up and lands feet first on the ring apron before diving backwards, turning into the crossbody.

Tazz: Man what impressive agility being shown by Boyo!

Boyo gets up and ruins any chance of applause by verbally abusing the fans at ringside.

Cole: Once a jackass, always a..

Tazz: Oh shut up Cole, cant you just appreciate the athleticism of this guy.

Boyo turns around but is caught by The Judge who picks him up and slams him to the floormats with the spine buster.

Cole: Oh man Boyo caught napping there, wait a minute.

Tazz: It seems referee Nick Patrick has had enough of this brawling

Patrick climbs though the ropes and begins berating The Judge to get in the ring, who gives the official an annoyed glance but goes to enter the ring before being met by the rising Boyo.

Cole: Oh my..Boyo catches The Judge with the clothesline which knocked him back into the referee!!

Tazz: No doubt Cole, Nick Patrick was sandwiched between The Judge and the ringpost.

Boyo looks down at the fallen referee before chuckling and landing a kick to the back of The Judge.

Cole: What a jerk! Admiring his handiwork.

Boyo slides into the ring and starts to shadow box which causes the fans to erupt into booing.

Tazz: Boyo is jacked!

The Judge rolls into the ring and stomps the surprised Boyo in the midsection before hooking him into the vertical suplex, before picking up Boyo once more and slamming him to the mat with the scoop slam.

Cole: The Judge pausing here, theres no referee out here.

Commandant turns and looks to the entranceway where Nick Patrick is being helped out, before Brian Hebner jogs down the ramp and enters the ring.

Tazz: Ok things are back to normal again.

The Judge turns but is met with a spinning roundhouse kick from Boyo.

Tazz: Gotta keep your eyes open!

Boyo immediately pounces on The Judge locking in the camel clutch.

Cole: Working on the back now, obviously setting up for the Cloverleaf leglock.

Commandant begins to resist the move and goes to rise o his feet but Boyo suddenly breaks the hold and jumps into the air driving the weight of his body into the back of The Judge.

Tazz: Oh man that will break your spine!

Boyo immediately picks up The Judge and begins the running powerslam.

Cole: Look out you know what’s coming next!

Boyo drops into the back breaker.

Tazz: Gah! A modified Boyo Back Breaker! This guy is thinking on his feet!

Cole: Into the cover, that may do it!


One



Two



The Judge shoots the shoulder up to break the count.

Cole: And the kickout from Sid Commandant!

Boyo goes to lift The Judge once more, but Commandant swats the arms of the Welsh Wonder away and lifts him over into the Underhook Butterfly suplex.

Cole: The Judge up again but that had to take it out of his back!

Boyo struggles to get to his feet and spots The Judge coming towards him.

Tazz: What has Boyo got in mind here?

The Judge drops to one knee, avoiding the 360 spinning punch.

Cole: Oh my, Boyo just knocked the hell out of Brian Hebner!!

Tazz: Something tells me he aint going to be such a big fan of Texas Tornado when he comes to!!

Boyo shakes his head in disbelief but is suddenly hooked by The Judge who takes him down to the mat with the German Suplex.

Cole: Well we need some help for the referee here, we already had one ref taken away and it looks like Nick Patrick will have some company in the hospital.

The Judge picks up Boyo, half watching the fallen referee and receives a poke to the eye from Boyo.

Cole: Oh come on, every time!! That jackass!!

Boyo begins some rapid quick jabs to the head of Commandant before whipping him to the ropes and meeting him on the return with a clothesline.

Cole: Well the EMTs are taking Brian Hebner to the back…

Tazz: We need a referee out here! They are not disposable you know.


Boyo leans on the ropes and waves goodbye at the referee in a sarcastic manner before turning around and being caught by the throat by The Judge.

Cole: Look out, hes back up!

The Judge lifts Boyo into the Gorilla Press before walking around the ring, teasing a throw to the crowd.

Tazz: Hey that’s not funny put him down.

The Judge drops Boyo onto his shoulder before driving him to the mat with the running powerslam.

Cole: Whoah, I don’t think that’s what Boyo wanted!

The Judge goes for the pin but looks around and smacks the mat in anger.

Tazz: What are they drawing straws back there?

Charles Robinson slides through the ropes and begins the count.


One..


Boyo quickly kicks out.

Cole: A bit too late there…

The Judge stomps the midsection of the rising Boyo and goes to lift him up into the vertical suplex once more, but Boyo escapes and looks to take The Judge over with a German suplex of his own.

Tazz: The Judge trying to fight out of it!

Commandant swings an elbow but Boyo ducks and grabs the turned Judge, takin him over into a Northern Lights Suplex.

Cole: Bridging into the pin!

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Cole: No, the shoulder up from The Judge.

Boyo rolls of The Judge and waits for him to get up, pushing him into the ropes chest first, grabbing him on the rebound into a reverse headlock.

Tazz: This doesn’t look good for The Judge!

Boyo drops to one knee, planting Commandant spine first onto the other.

Cole: Oh my Breakin Beacons, that was got to be it!

Tazz: There’s no way The Judge is going to kick out of that!


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Thre.

Cole: He kicked out!

Tazz: I don’t believe it!

Cole: Neither does Boyo!

Boyo gets in the face of Charles Robinson who insists it was a two count.

Cole: Look at this guy….Oh come on!

Tazz: Boyo just decked the referee!

Cole: This time it was no accident!

Boyo starts to point and yell at the KOed referee before gesturing to the crowd to erupt into a mass of booing and chanting.

Tazz: Now what!

Boyo turns but is speared by The Judge who lays in the right hands to the head.

Cole: Its on now!

Boyo and The Judge begin to brawl on the mat as Jimmy Kordearas rolls Charles Robinson to the outside.

Both men struggle to get up, locked in a grapple before Boyo hits a sudden finger thrust to the throat.

Tazz: Oh man the Swansea Strike that will crush your larynx!

Boyo turns to the turnbuckle and begins to fidget with his tights.

Cole: What is the jackass up to now.

Tazz: Its brass knucks, he’s got brass knucks!

Boyo lunges forward nailing The Judge with the loaded fist, before quickly scrambling into a cover.

Cole: Not like this, cheating his way to another victory!

Jimmy turns around and begins the count



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Cole: No he kicked out again!

Tazz: Boyo is livid!

Boyo gets up and begins shouting at the referee who spots the brass knuckles and goes to call for the bell but is decked by Boyo.

Tazz: Good God Cole! Boyo just nailed the referee with those knucks!

Boyo throws off the knucks and begins stomping The Judge who blocks the leg of Boyo and land a knee to the mid section, before lifting the doubled over Boyo into a powerbomb position.

Cole: This isn’t going to be a good landing for the jackass!

The Judge drops down into a piledriver from the mounted powerbomb position.

Tazz: Gah, He hit The Judge Destroyer!

Cole: Theres no referee though Tazz.

Tazz: Wait a minute who are these guys.

A bunch of huge muscular gorilla-like men begins charging down the ramp.

Cole: I don’t think they are the EMTs.

The men all enter the ring and surround The Judge.

Tazz: Oh my God Cole, you know who these guys are right?!

The men begin to attack The Judge who begins to fend off many fists and legs.

Tazz: They’re goons!

Cole: Goons?!

Tazz: Hired Goons!!

Cole: Hired Goons?!

The Judge is knocked to the mat by one of the hired goons, before being stomped.

Cole: This is a complete mugging!

Tazz: Wait a minute Cole!

Jordi Warner sprints down the ramp to the ring and begins to fight off the hired goons.

Cole: The Judge and Jordi Warner fighting side by side here.

Warner clotheslines the final goon over the top rope, where they begin falling over in a comedic fashion.

The referee groggily calls for the bell.

Tazz: Looks to be a double DQ here!

Cole: Was the Dark Alliance behind this?!

Tazz: I don’t think so Cole, Boyo looks just as confused by this as The Judge.

Cole: Well luckily The Judge had Jordi Warner to watch his back, whoever planned this it has backfired.

Tazz: No doubt Cole, but is there any referees left for the main event?!

Cole: We shall see next, still to come on Xtreme TV.

Cut to fan footage of Dominator holding a Will Job for Food sign.

[Christof]

Back from fan footage

Ding Ding Ding

MC: Well Ted the referee has called for the bell but there is no sign of Barry Gower.

Ted: I can’t believe this has happened, Cole. He was a dead cert for this match at least Eagles is in the ring. Something bad must have happened and I don’t like it. This puts a real dampener on our plans.

Tazz: He’s right Cole, this match surely would have gone to Gower who knows what will happen now.

All three men circle the ring looking cautiously at one another before MDM takes matters into his own hands and hits Cage with a hard right hand to the head, which he follows up by then hitting Banner with the same move.

Ted: That’s Chris show them what you are made of.

Cage and Banner turn back to face Eagles and both land a right hand knocking the Re-Evolution member down to the canvas.

MC: Attacking two people at once wasn’t the smartest idea in the world.

Ted: Giving you a job on commentary is worse in my view.

Tazz: I couldn’t agree more, Ted.

Banner grabs the left arm of Eagles whilst Cage grabs the left as they whip him toward the ropes. Not allowing Eagles to come back off the ropes the two men following up the whip and knock MDM over the top rope and out to the floor via the use of a double clothesline.

MC: There goes Eagles folks.

Ted: Shame I thought you said There goes Cole. That would of made my day.

Tazz: And a lot of others too.

Cage and Banner quickly turn their attention to one another where Cage hits banner with a kick to the mid-section before hitting him with 3 clubbing forearms to the back of the neck and whipping him hard into the far right hand corner.

MC: Cage is certainly all fired up for this one.

Tazz: Of course he is fired up, Cole. This isn’t for a 10p mix this is for a shot at the TWO World Heavyweight Championship.

Ted: You know I don’t think I have ever bought a 10p mix in my life. I tend to buy a few thousand dollar mixes at a time. Oh wait that’s alcoholic mixes, sorry.

Cage moves over to the far right hand corner and begins to lay a stiff number of boots into the mid rift of Brett Banner.

MC: Banner is not in a good position at the moment.

Tazz: You love stating the obvious don’t you?

Ted: The only obvious thing about this match is that Gower isn’t in and that makes me sick.

MC: Not the referee’s fault Gower is a coward to show up.

Ted: What did you just say I will get up and show you what for you little….

Cage grabs Banner and looks to whip him across to the opposite corner of the ring only for Banner to duck in round Cage reversing the move hitting him with a quick forearm to the face immediately followed by a DDT.

MC: DDT by Banner this one could be over early.

Ted (Sarcasm): You actually get paid to do this job?

Banner with the lateral press on Cage as he goes for the cover:

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Eagles grabs the foot of Banner and pulls him to the outside breaking the count.

Ted: Smart move by Eagles even though he knew the match wasn’t over he brings Banner to the outside where he can inflict more damage.

Tazz: I have to agree that is a smart move by the Re-Evolution man.

Eagles hits The Brutal One with a finger poke to the eye.

MC: Oh my what a cheap shot.

Ted: It can’t have been a cheap shot he is worth Millions.

Tazz: The man makes a good point, Cole.

MDM follows up the finger poke by hitting Banner with a knee to the gut prior to lifting him up and dropping him face first onto the guard rail.

Ted: That’s not going to do those hideous looks of Banner any good.

Tazz: Haha, no it isn’t.

MC: And Eagles is heading back into the ring.

Ted: He is a smart one hey, Tazz?

Tazz: Yeah he loves pointing out the obvious. Just ignore him everyone else does.

Ted: Ignore who Tazz?

Tazz: Exactly.

Eagles comes back into the ring looking to hit Cage with a clothesline but “The Hangman” ducks underneath the arm of Eagles and hits him with a Batista like spinebuster as MDM turns back around.

MC: What a piledriver by Draven Cage.

Tazz: Cole I think you will find that’s a spinebuster.

Ted: Really? How in the world did he get this job?

Tazz: God only knows, God only knows.

MDM runs toward the ropes to the left hand side and comes back off them running toward a grounded Cage as he jumps up in the air a couple of feet and drops a knee down across “The Hangmans” forehead.

MC: What a brutal knee right to the head curtsey of Eagles.

Ted: He isn’t taught to be nice out there, Cole.

Tazz: No doubt about, Cole. You don’t get anywhere in this business by being nice.

Eagles follows up by hooking the leg of Cage as he goes for the pin.

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Cage gets the shoulder up off the canvas as Banner comes back into the ring. MDM turns around having heard Banner climb back into the ring and hits him with a clubbing blow to the back of the neck as he attempts to get to his feet.

MC: Eagles really taken it to both men at the minute.

Ted: A proud Re-Evolution member.

MC: Unlike Gower who didn’t even show up for this match.

Ted: I warned you before, drop it.

Tazz: Id be careful what you say, Cole.

MC: Just making a point that Gower is not here when he was scheduled for this match.

Tazz: Obvious Cole Obvious. You know it, I know it, Mr DiBiase here knows it and all the disappointed Gower fans know it, so leave it be.

Eagles whips Banner toward the near ropes with him coming back off them and ducking Eagles forearm attack. Banner continues his momentum toward the other ropes and hits MDM with a spear as he turns back around.

MC: Man what a spear, Banner could have this won right here.

Banner moves on top of Eagles and hooks his leg as he looks for the cover.

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Th…., Cage hits Banner with a double axe handle to the back to break up the count.

MC: Draven Cage with the save or I feel this match was over.

Ted: Are you serious? Eagles wasn’t wasting his energy, he knew Cage would make the save.

Tazz: Another good point made Ted.

Ted: Thank you.

MC: Well there is no need to suck up Tazz.

Tazz: Shut up Cole.

Cage pulls Banner up to a vertical base where he slams him back first on to the chest of Eagles.

MC: That’s one way of fighting two men at once, do a move on one and use the impact against the other.

Ted: Well even I will have to admit there is good logic behind that, Cole but he has made two people change there focus from each other to him.

MC: Well it seems to be paying off for Draven Cage currently as he is the only man standing. We’ll be back folks after this final commercial of the evening.

Cut to Commercials