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[TKOW Board]

Scene opens in a big room that looks like a conference room. The whole SCW roster are sitting down facing a wall with a chalk board and a round thing that's about waist high with a black drape over it. The buzz of the roster overwhelmes the room with confused looks on all their faces. John Vergus and Syberus are sitting close to each other and are whispering in each other's ears. Maverick is seen trying to hit on Francesca Nichole Marconi but it's clear she's not interested. TJ Steel is sitting by himself and looks in a bad mood. Axle sits crossed armed and looks around, not trusting anybody. Thump is in the back row and is staring a hole at Syberus, the man who injured his mentor. Melvin is talking to a couple of the new guys, who are all laughing. Everybody else are just talking.

All of a sudden, the door slams open and in walks Dave Havoc and SCW champion, with belt over his right shoulder, E.J. Walker. The room goes quiet as the 2 members of PoW walk in. They both grab 2 chairs and sit away from the rest as they all look at them in anger. The buzz starts over, but this time it's aimed at PoW. Havoc looks pissed and goes to get up, but EJ Walker stops him with a cocky smile and shakes his head. Havoc sits back down but is un-easy.

While everybody are talking, Co-Commish, Rene "Rotten Treats" Albert walks in, outfited in a nice suit. Rene is followed closely by an also well dressed Darren Silva. The room goes quiet as Rene places himself in front of the round object while Silva stands behind him with arms behind his back as he studies the room.

Rene- I thank all of you to come to this meeting on such short notice. There's a few things I'd like to talk about. First of all....

Rene is cut in mid-sentence When Al walks in with 2 very hot women.

Rene- What are you doing?

Al- I'm attending the meeting that YOU set up, what does it look like I'm doing?

Rene- This is only for SCW wrestlers, your only a comentator here, so get out...Now.

Al- Geez, chill guy! I'm only....Hey! get your own women!

Al slaps away Maverick's hand as he was about to grab one of the hottie's ass.

Al- Fine! I'm out. But it's not because you said so, It's because of all the freaks and weirdos in here. Except for you 2 (pointing at Havoc and Walker) You ma' boys!

Al takes the 2 girls out of the room and Rene takes a deep Breath.

Rene- Now! back to business. As I was saying, you all must be wondering why I have Darren Silva with me. I'd like to announce that he is now my "Assisant".

EJ Walker- You mean your bitch?

Him and Havoc chuckle a bit.

Rene- If you mean that he has the right to strip your belt if I command him, yes, He is my bitch.

Most of the room laugh at Walker.

Walker- You can't strip my belt! Eric would never...

Rene- Eric is not here tonight! which brings me to my next point. My partner...your co-Comish. Has taken the night off to finally take some time to grieve for his late mother. Now I don't get along with Eric, but out of respect, I dedicate tonight's show to her. So I would like to ask all of you to take a few momments of silent.

Everybody in the room bow their heads in silence for a few momments and then Rene speaks up.

Rene- To Pam Mitchell, One of the best damn moms I'll ever know. We miss you.

Theres an uneasy feel to the room, but Rene picks it back up.

Rene- Now, Because Eric is not here tonight, I'm in chrage tonight. And if anybody has any problems with that, the door is right there...

Havoc and Walker get up and start to head towards the door.

Rene- ...And if anybody goes out that door, The security that's waiting in the hallway will imediatly escort you out of the building. No questions asked.

Walker and Havoc looks at Rene with anger in their eyes but goes back to sit down.

Rene- I'm happy you deceided to stay as the next 2 anouncements concerns you EJ. As you all know, the next show is also our next Pay Per View. It will be held in mine and Eric's home town, Toronto, Canada. It will be called "Massacre"!. We will let you know the card as fast as possible.

Walker- Looks like another night off for the champ, since theres no number one contender.

Rene- Actually that's what I was going to talk about next. You see, not only as a Commisioner, but also as a wrestler myself, I beleive that everybody deserves a chance.

Rene turns around and takes off the black veil to expose a round contraption with white balls inside of it.

Rene- Were going to have us a lethal lottery!!!

The room erupts in a loud buzz as the champ jumps up.

Walker- What? That's not fair! You can't do that!

Rene- Quiet!, Quiet!....I said Quiet God damnit!!!

The room quiets down as EJ sits back down.

Rene- Walker! If you want to find out who you will be facing, I suggest you listen! If you don't, get the hell out!!!

Walker stays silent but has hatred in his eyes.

Rene- Mr. Silva, if you will.

Darren Silva spins the round cage and the white balls go flying around. After about a minute, he stops, opens the cage, Reaches in and grabs a ball and hands it to Rene.

Rene opens it and reads the paper and gets a smile on his face.

Rene- And the number one contender at SCW Massacre, In Toronto, is none other than Dusty Dynamite!

Dusty Dynamite Stands up and raises his arms. The room applauds him except for a few bad apples. Dynamite points at EJ Walker and then drags his thumb across his throat.

Walker gets up in an uproar.

Walker: This isn't fair

Rene: I'll show you fair.

Rene reaches back into the barrel and pulls out a second name.

Rene: You will also be facing ... Melvin

Walker storms out the room followed by Havoc.

Rene- Congradulations to Dusty Dynamite and Mevin. Ladies and Gents, this meeting is now over. Thank you for coming and enjoy the night. Now, We've got a show to put on!

Everybody gets up and some start to head towards the exit. Some just stand around, talking about what they've just seen. Others go up to Rene to shake his hand.

--Fade out--

Trojan King makes his way to the ring with a microphone in his hands.

Daniels- What's this? He's not on the program.

Al- I guess that this fat bastard cock has something to say

Trojan King- I'm sorry to interupt the show, but I have something very important to say. It will only take me 5 minutes. You see, I've been getting no respect at all from the guys in the back...

Al- We'll be back after these messeges.

-Commercial<-(cant spell) break-

Trojan King- ....Thank you for listening to what I had on my mind.

Trojan King makes his way up the ramp.

Daniels- Now why did you Que a cermercial break right in the midle of his speach?

Al- Well he's right about one thing.

Daniels- What's that?

Al- I have NO respect for that tub of butter.

Daniels: Well, here we go for the next match. Its a big six man tag match, are you ready for this Al?

*Al was paying him no attention because he was talking to a blond chick in the front row behind him.*

Al: Heres my number, call be babe.

*Daniels just shakes his head slightly*

Daniels: Anyways, The Connection and Jace Mingla are already in the ring and here comes Axle accompanied by Darrin Silva and Thump.

*The six men are in the ring staring each other down until the match starts up with John Vergus and Thump. As the others leave the ring and the bell rings, Vergus starts to tie up with Thump. He quickly gets the upper hand by Irish Whiping Silver into the corner where his team was at. Vergus quickly delivers multiple elbow smashes to Thump's upper chest. Vergus walks out of the corner and gets the referee's attention while Red Star starts to choke Thump. He stops as the referee turns around. Vergus gets a tag to Jace Mingla and the two starts to stomp away on Thump. Axle and Silver look on as their partner is helplessly stomped away.*

Daniels: They're just beating that poor man down.

Al: Yeah, its a real sobber-knocker. Geeze, can't you see Daniels, this is progress. These three men work together perfectly, like the P.O.W.

Daniels: Screw the P.O.W!

Al: Daniels, remember who has the SCW World Title? Also remember that Chief and Jason Starr signs your checks you ass licker!

Daniels: But Starr isn't even in the P.O.W!

Al: Shut up, I'm trying to enjoy a good show!

*Al turns back around the the girl behind him.*

Al: Now for that show...

*Meanwhile in the ring, Jace has just delivered a spine buster to Axle. He then starts to run over to the ropes when Thump runs into the ring and gives a Lou Theze Press to Jace. The refeere tries to break it up but Red Star runs into the ring and pulls Thump off of Jace, he lifts him up and punches him in the side of the head. Thump goes over the ropes to the outside as Star goes out after him. The two starts to throw punches back and forth at each other. Finaly Thump was knocked over the guard railing and the two started to fight into the crowd.

While in the ring, Jace starts to come around as Axle crawls over to Silver to make the tag. Silver has his hand extended out and start to yell 'Tag me, quickly!' but when Axle goes for the tag, theres no hand there. Instead Silver takes his hand back and jumps down from the ring apron to the floor. He just waves Axle off as he starts to walk to the back stage area. Jace sees this and smiles and starts to laugh. He grabes Axle and picks him up and delivers a sick looking D.D.T. He then gets the pin*

1...

2...

...3!

Daniels: And theres your winners, Jace Mingla and The Connection. That was an amazing match, don't you agree Al?

Al: I didn't pay much attention to the match you know, but I say that Axle got what was coming to him. The same goes for Thump.

Daniels: Anyways, we've got to take our next commercial break.

Commercial Break

(As the scene fades in from the commercial break, a <a href="http://www.srch-results.com/lm/rtl.asp?k=union%20jack" onmouseover="window.status='Union Jack'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">Union Jack</a> fills the screen. The camera pans out to show a large painted portrait of a beautiful lady. She is extremely well dressed, with many jewels and a background of a large banquet hall.

A perfect English gentleman?s voice is heard.)

?Ladies and Gentlemen. Before your eyes is an English beauty of exquisite proportions!?

(The camera pans to show a Middle-aged or so Gentlemen, in a pinstripe black suit, seated on a golden Georgian-style chair with a piece of paper in his hand.)

?I am Sir Michael Windsor the 3rd of Cumbria, England. I come to you with a proposition. How would you like to witness a revolution? No I?m afraid, not to over throe George Bush, sadly, but in women?s wrestling? How about in wrestling as a whole?!? I? knew you would!?

(He rises from his chair and takes the portrait off the wall.)

? This dear people, is Lady Elizabeth. She is the British Women?s Champion?and she is here to show these playboy model wannabe?s over here, just what a British woman is all about! You think you can take her?think again! Man or woman?she?ll beat you all!!! She DESTROY you like you?ve never been DESTROYED before! In any type of match?.she won?t lose! She doesn?t know how to! Plus?she?ll look bloody good will doing it!!!?

(He sits back down. Picks up the papers which he had placed on the table.)

This Ladies and Gentlemen is a fax I got from an anonymous wrestler here at SCW. It says, ?Lady Elizabeth is nothing but trash! Next week?I will finish her, before she has even got started!?, So there you have it Ladies and Gentlemen? Lady Elizabeth will be here next week to see just who is going to TRY and ?finish her before she has even got started.?

(The camera pans back to the portrait of Lady Elizabeth?)

Daniels: And we're back from that comercial break.

Al: It wasn't long enough.

Daniels: Why do you say that Al?

Al: Didn't get a chance to finnish my magazine.

Daniels just shakes his head as Maverick entered the ring.

Richard Head: And one of his opponets, JR Deveraux!

Theme Music Save a Horse ride a cowboy by Big and Rich plays as Deveraux enters the ring. Maverick goes to attacking Deveraux as the begining of Ricky Riot's entrance starts up. He then joins in on the brawl of the other two men.

Daniels: And theres the bell and the action has already started up.

Al: This match is actually pritty good.

Daniels: You mean the match thats going on in the ring?

Al: Hell no, I was talking about my match, its listed here in the latest edition of TKOW! Magazine. It shows great highlighs from the night.

Daniels: Anyways, Deveraux tries to go for a suplex but he's stopped by Maverick!

Seconds after Deveraux was knocked down, he gets right back up and turns Maverick around. The two start to brawl it out as Ricky Riot enters into the fight. The crowd starts to erupt in cheers as the referee tries to break it up. After two times of trying to break the brawl up, the referee calls for the bell as the decision is a triple D.Q. The bell continues to ring as officals from the back come out and breaks up the fight.

Comercial Break.

?My Last Breath? by Evanscence plays as the tron flashes with pictures of Francesca Marconi modeling, and being a cheerleader for the Miami Dolphins show. She comes down to the ring and awaits Crim.

?Unforgiven Part One? By Metallica plays as the screen shows clips from Crim's past matches from some indy feds he has been in over the past two years. Also it flashes the pose of Crim with his arms extended outwards like on Randy Orton's titantron. He climbs in the ring and glares at Francesca, who appears very determined.

The bell rings and Crim charges at Francesca, hitting her with a shoulder block. Francesca goes down but quickly gets back up. Crim runs the ropes and tries to hit her with a clothesline but Francesca ducks, and when Crim comes back hits him with a drop kick. Crim goes down and quickly gets up and does hit the clothesline on Francesca who gets back up quickly also. Both stop in their tracks, realizing that maybe they underestimated the other.

Al: Hmm, this is actually getting kind of good.

They slowly circle each other with Francesca being the first to make a move, running at Crim?s knees. Crim drops down and Francesca kicks him in the face, and blood spurts from his nose. Francesca comes from behind and tries to lock in the Croc Lock (Crippler Crossface) but Crim is able to stop it. Crim gets to his feet and hits her with a drop kick of his own. He goes to the top rope for what appears to be a moonsault but sees Francesca get up. Instead he hits the spinning heel kick and she goes down again, and Crim hits her with the moonsault. He hooks the leg...1.......2......kickout! Crim looks at the ref in disgust but pulls Francesca up. Francesca hits Crim with several shots to the stomach, then the Miami Vice (Russian legsweep) dropping Crim on his face again. Blood pours more freely from his nose and face as Francesca rolls him over...1.....kickout! The kickout is so forceful that Francesca is thrown part way across the ring.

Daniels: What a kick out by Crim! That was true power right there!

Al: I must agree, that was a good kick out.

Crim goes after Francesca and locks in the Sharpshooter. Francesca is trying to make it to the ropes when the crowd goes wild as Wildcat is seen coming to ringside. Wildcat starts cheering on Francesca and when Francesca gets near the ropes, Wildcat pulls her to the ropes and Francesca grabs hold. The ref gets Crim to break the hold, who turns and sees Wildcat and starts yelling at her. Wildcat backs up as Francesca gets to her feet, trying to shake the Sharpshooter off. Crim turns around and Francesca hits him with a High Tide (swinging neckbreaker). She goes for the cover..1.......2........the ref sees that Crim?s foot is on the rope. Wildcat pushes the foot off, and the ref tells her to quit interfering. Wildcat backs up and sees Al staring at her.

Al: Crim will win this match, just watch. I've got a feeling about it.

Daniels: We'll see about that.

Meanwhile, Crim has gotten to his feet and Francesca charges at him, but Crim pulls down the top rope and Francesca goes down hard. Francesca gets to her feet but Crim hits her in the face with a baseball slide. Crim pulls Francesca up by the hair, and pulls her in the ring. He suplexes her from the outside of the ropes, and then pulls her up and sets her up for the Cataclism but Francesca blocks it at the last minute and hits him with a Hurracarana. Crim goes down and Francesca follows up with....The Devastation (Widow?s Peak). She hooks the leg and covers..1.......2........3!!! Winner! Francesca Marconi!!

Daniels: Well, so much for your P.O.W member.

Al: Shut up, its just a minor set back. Thats all.

Francesca rolls out of the ring and sees Wildcat there, who shakes her hand as Al stares at the pair in total disbelief.

Comercial Break. The entrance of the next match was cut off because of the comercial break.

The match starts out with Snowdon and Silver going right at each other. A bit of chain wrestling goes on. Hip tosses, irish whips, arm drags, abunch of twirly shit then Silver ends it with a spinning neck breaker.

Daniels: This is great action Al.

Al: That?s great and all but what the hell is Mental doing?

Daniels: He is just sitting on the turnbuckle. Snowdon gets up from that horrific neck breaker..Silver comes running at him..OUT OF NOWHERE A HURRACARANA!!

Al: Settle down you damn fool.

Doug Mental stands up on the turnbuckle and waits for Alex Snowdon to turn to him. Alex turns around and is met with Doug Mental?s legs wrapped around his neck and gets thrown out of the ring by a hurracarana.

Al: Now THAT?S a hurracarana. What does this silver freak think he is doing??

Silver gets behind Doug Mental just waiting to punch him. Unfortunatly for Silver, Doug Mental saw it coming when he turned around and blocked it. Mental counters the punch into a manhattan drop and then into an STO. Mental gets up and plays to the crowd.

Daniels: These young kids are just going at it against each other and look at Doug Mental. He has the total package..Just like me.

Al: Well unlike you..he doesn?t suck. He is the king of the ring right now, just look at him....well now that I look at him, he cant even grow <a href="http://www.srch-results.com/lm/rtl.asp?k=facial%20hair" onmouseover="window.status='facial hair'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">facial hair</a>. GET A RAZOR YOU DAMN BUM!!

Daniels: Alex Snowdon is getting up on the turnbuckle right in front of Doug Mental. What in the hell is he thinking??

Doug just stands there taunting Alex to hurry up and get on the top rope. Like a flash of lightning, Doug Mental runs right at Snowdon and quickly gives him a hard, stiff shot to his head with an enziguri.

Daniels: Good god...Alex Snowdon...Im a lose for words..

Al: Im not...he fell like an Afgany flying a 747!!

The guys in the front row hear Al and start throwing sodas at him.

Al: Hey watch it you little shits...

Daniels: Your such a dick..

Al: HARD..core..DICK!!

Daniels: Are you saying your getting a hardon by watching guys grab each other??

Al: ..I uh..JUST CALL THE DAMN MATCH!!

Daniels: ..fag.. Doug Mental is just looking down at Alex Snowdon and I don?t think he believes what happened.

Al: He knows what he did, look at him, he has a smirk on his face. He is a sick bastard and I love it.

Silver takes advantage of the situation and splashes Doug Mental in the corner. Silver whips Mental to the other corner across the ring and successfully lands another splash. Silver grabs Mental and gets him into a tombstone position, but Mental fights it and then gets Silver into a tombstone position.

Daniels: Is Doug Mental going to take out Silver with his own move??? Silver is fighting it...somehow he wiggles out of it and rolls up Mental for a pin. 1...2..Mental kicks out.

Both men get up and Silver whips Mental into the ropes. Silver attempts a clothesline but misses.

Daniels: BLACKHOLE!!! GOD CHRIST ALL MIGHTY SILVER IS KNOCKED OUT!!

Hardcore Al is still trying to wipe the soda off himself.

Al: Looks that way don?t it?

Daniels: Doug Mental puts his foot over Silver?s chest..1...2...3. That?s it. Not to take anything away from this great match, but the EMTS are tending to Alex Snowdon.

Scene opens up in a boxing ring where Louis is fighting another boxer. they're exchanging punches but his opponent is landing more shots. Then Louis comes in close and headbutts his opponent on the side of his chin. Knocking him down instantaneously.

Commentator: Oh that's sickening. What a cowardly, cheapshot done on the part of Louis Roy. You know he's just ruined that man's dreams of makin' the provincials. Damn! I hope that Louis never steps into a ring ever again.

Next scene wrestling ring.He's wreslting a skinny wrestler, blonde hair with black trunks on. His name is Le Frolicking Frenchman. Louis picks up Frenchman from behind trying to backdrop him. Frenchman fires off a punch to Louis' head, Louis stumbles to the ropes were he drops Frenchman backwards to the outside of the ring. Now Frenchman is on the top rope with Louis grabbing ahold of him. Then he sets up for the huge stunner, then leaps forward with Frenchman at his mercy. When they land Frenchman rolls around clutching his jaw. Louis has to raise him up just to deliver the Jackhammer for the pin. But, when the EMTs get there so does Butcher Vachon to look at Frolicking's injury.

Butcher is now in the ring going toe to toe, blow for blow with Louis Roy. Louis does his spin and fires that right when he's done. Butcher goes done with blood coming from his left eyebrow. Roy is exhausted somewhat and is catching his breath momentarily. Vachon gets up, throws a slow deliberate shot at Louis, but Louis steps back in time so Vachon misses. Butcher draws back again only this time Roy kicks Vachon in the stomach and grabs him. Slowly raising the mammoth up, then finally bringing him down in the Jackhammer. The crowd boos while the 1-2-3 is showcased. Louis' pump and gloating off as much as possible. With his right fist in air the words.

Commentator: Can this man be STOPPED!!??! (ring throughout the air)

Daniels: This coming up match should be a good one. What do you think about it Al?

Al: I will say that I hope that Crim and Bladed defeat this Macroni and Cheese team coming up soon.

Daniels: Its T.J Steele and Francessca Nichole.....

Al: Shut yer damn mouth, Lisa was right. Its Marcroni and Cheese. Theres noone left in the Tourny from P.O.W so Crim and this man Bladed are my choises to win this whole thing.

::The Lights dim::
::The music hits and the fans roar::
(When Blade comes out he stops in the middle of the ramp way and throws his hands in the air, then fireworks go off everywhere and he makes his way to the ring)
::Lights come back on::

Richard Head: Making his way to the ring from Queens, Ny. He Stands 6'4, and Weighs in at 256 pounds, here is BLADED!

*Steele is already in the ring, he entered when Al and Daniels were talking. Bladed enters the ring and the two quickly stare each other down. Seconds later they're in each other's faces, Steele shoves Bladed and starts to mock him and his gimick. Bladed runs up to him and the two start to throw punches at each other. The referee breaks them up but they go right back at the punching each other.*

Daniels: Look at this! They're tearing each other apart!

Al: Its a good match, but I've been in better.

Daniels: Look who's coming down to the ring with a chair!

*Crim starts to run down to the ring with a chair in his hands, he slides into the ring and nails Steele in the back of the head with the chair. The sound is a sicking thud that echos thoughout the area. The referee calls for the bell but Crim and Bladed continue the assult on the downed Steele. Crim stops attacking and leaves the ring, he walks up the the middle of the entrance and waits incase Francessca tries to stop the attack on Steele. He waits with the chair in hand but noone comes out. He looks back over at Bladed who really didn't do that much of attacking. Bladed climbs out of the ring and walks to the back past Crim. Crim just stands there with a cold and calulated look on his face as he looks on at the downed Steele.*

Al: That was amazing! Such speed and quickness, this man is one of my favorites outside of the P.O.W. Its a good thing he's on our side.

Daniels: Oh would you shut the hell up! Your nose is browner than a damn tree!

Al just shakes his head and laughs slightly, he then turns around quickly and slaps Daniels out of his chair. He then fixes his shirt and begins to talk to Daniels.

Al: You just got the shit knocked out of you asshole!

Daniels: Anyways, our cameras have cought something backstage. Lets look.
Francesca is in her locker room, relaxing after the evening?s match when there?s a knock at the door.

Francesca-Come in

Wildcat Lynn Brewster walks in and closes the door behind her.

Francesca-What are you doing here?

Lynn-Just wanted to congratulate you on the match.

Francesca-Thanks for that bit of help, but isn?t Crim part of....

Lynn-PoW? Yes he is. But...well sometimes the girls need to stick together here. See, I got my shot at TKOW, and in fact will be facing my friend now. But I want to make sure there is still a girl here who is as bad as I was in that ring. I know now...that I left SCW in good hands in that respect.

Francesca-You mean that?

Lynn-Look, I know you have your reasons for becoming a wrestler, and I admire that. Plus I know that Jason Starr has his eyes on you, which, to be honest, you made a good choice there.

Francesca-So did you. Icarus gave him a hell of a match at the show.

Lynn-I know. I wished that Icarus was champ, but...the title is still on a man who truly earned it the other night. But...like I said I just came to say way to go and...

Francesca-And?

Lynn-I would like to see the SCW title on another girl, you. I think you can do it.

Francesca-Me? I?m not sure.

Lynn-Look, you can do it. I use to have that attitude, the attitude of not sure if I could really beat the boys, but I overcame it. Now that?s my goal, to be the best, whether its man or woman I face. You CAN do it, I know it. And one day....well you?ll be TKOW and...

Francesca-What?

Lynn-I think....maybe we can think bout being a team when you get there.

Francesca-We?ll see.

Lynn-You need anything, ever, you let me know. Look, I joined PoW for a variety of reasons, but I?m not cold hearted, I?m not out to destroy everyone. You need a partner, someone to be in your corner, to talk to, I?m there for you.

Francesca-Thanks...

Lynn turns to leave and turns back-Good luck Francesca, I know you can make it. You and TJ.

Francesca-For the tag titles?

Lynn-Yeah. A woman was the first SCW champ, I think it?s only right that a woman is part of the first SCW tag champs.

Lynn smiles and leaves, leaving Francesca to wonder....why former SCW star Wildcat is on her side.

*Comercial Break*

[B]Daniels-Back from our commercial break, just in time for our main event. Al, we?ve got?

Suddenly, Al looks over to his left. A smile covers his lips.

Al-Hey there!

Al looks at a woman on the front row. She waves at him frantically. He winks at her before scribbling something on a piece of paper, and throwing it to the woman. She catches it, and opens it. She squeals as she reads it.

Al-Call me baby!

Daniels shakes his head.

Daniels-Anyway, next up is our main event. We?ve got a big tag team match with four of SCW?s biggest names.

Al-That?s right guy, it?s gonna be one hell of a match! In one corner, we?ve got PoW?s own Dave Havoc, along with SCW cham-peen EJ Walker. I?m not such a big fan of this guy, but y?know?I guess he can get the trick done. In the other corner, we got Melvin?this guy?s held a lot of titles in TKOW! and elsewhere. Six-man tag, UCW title, the list goes on. His partner is Dusty Dynamite. This kid, I?m don?t know a whole lot about him. But he?s a promising young talent?

Suddenly, the lights dim.

AlWhoa?here we go.

A countdown begins over the speakers.

Five?

Four?

Three?

Two?

One?

With zero, Slipknot?s ?My Plague? hits, and a blaze of red fireworks erupt from the stage. Silver <a href="http://www.srch-results.com/lm/rtl.asp?k=strobe%20lights" onmouseover="window.status='strobe lights'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">strobe lights</a> accompany the fireworks. After a few seconds, Melvin and Dusty Dynamite appear on stage. Dynamite is smiling, but Melvin looks a little apprehensive.

Head-Making their way to the ring?the team of?Dusty Dynamite?and?Mmmellllllviiiiiinnnn!

The crowd cheer enthusiastically as Melvin and Dynamite climb into the ring. Dusty climbs to the top rope, while Melvin leans on the ropes, awaiting their opponents.

Al-Is it just me, or does Melvin not look too comfortable teaming with Dusty tonight?

Daniels-Maybe so Al?they are going to be opponents very soon. Have you ever teamed with an opponent?

Al takes no notice.

<a href="http://www.srch-results.com/lm/rtl.asp?k=iron%20maiden" onmouseover="window.status='Iron Maiden'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">Iron Maiden</a>'s "Aces High" hits the speakers, as the arena lights flash yellow and blue. The stage fills with blue smoke as the lights dim. Dave Havoc steps out onto the stage, and makes his journey to the ring. Melvin and Dusty roll out of the ring, and stand near the timekeeper.

Head-Making his way to the ring?from London, Ontario?weighing 210 pounds?this?is?Daaaaaaaave Havoooc! Hardcore Al can be heard clapping.

Al-It?s mah boy! Let?s go Davey!

The crowd boo as Havoc rolls into the ring, climbing to the top rope. He sneers, pointing out at the crowd before he flipping off the top rope, back into the center of the ring. He looks to Melvin and Dynamite on the outside, laughing to himself.

?Price to Play? by Staind hits. The crowd boo passionately as EJ Walker walks out onto the stage slowly.

Head-Making his way to the ring?from Quebec?weighing 220 pounds?he is the Southern Cross Wrestling heavyweight champion?this?is Eeeeeee-Jayyyyyy?.Waaaaalkerrrrr!

Walker makes his way down to the ring, mouthing off to the crowd on the way. As he climbs into the ring several pyros shoot off into the air from the stage. He looks at Havoc, who grins back at him. Suddenly, they are taken out by Melvin and Dynamite, who each leap at them with Lou Thesz presses, followed by hard right hands. After hitting about seven punches, they release their opponents. Dynamite steps onto the apron, as Havoc rolls to the outside. The referee calls for the bell.

Daniels-So we?ll be getting the match underway with Melvin and EJ Walker.

Melvin puts the boots into Walker, who is still down on the mat in the fetal position. Melvin throws his arms out to his sides, looks to the ceiling and shouts. The crowd raise to their feet

Al-Yikes...what's he doin'?

Daniels-I have to mention Southern Cross Wrestling?s next pay-per-view?one week away?SCW Massacre?our main event?s going to be a triple threat match for the SCW Heavyweight championship. We?re gonna see current SCW champion EJ Walker take on Melvin and Dusty Dynamite in a three-way dance.

Havoc leaps into the ring, taking Melvin down with a blow to the back. Walker gets to his feet, joining the attack.

Al-I like a good three way dance every now and again, if ya know what I mean.

Daniels-I?m sure. We?re seeing a little three way action in the ring right now.

Back in the ring, Havoc and Walker are double-teaming Melvin. They whip him against the ropes, then rush at him with a double clothesline. He ducks their attempt, and comes back at them with a high dropkick, taking them both down. He picks Havoc up by the belt and throws him under the bottom rope to the outside. Melvin then picks Walker up, whipping him into the ropes. Melvin catches EJ on the rebound, locking him in a tight sleeper. He wiggles around, twisting Walker?s head from side to side.

Daniels-Melvin wrenching on the neck of Walker?wearing down the champion.

Walker grabs Melvin by the wrists, somehow managing to spin around behind him. He grabs Melvin around the waist, locking his wrists, before flinging him over his head in a German Suplex. However, Walker puts too much spin on, and Melvin is able to land on his feet. Walker turns around just in time to be met with a running clothesline from Melvin. The crowd cheer as Melvin motions for Walker to get back to his feet. As soon as he does so, he is met with another running clothesline. Walker gets to his feet again, only to be met with a picture-perfect dropkick, taking him down and to the outside. Walker leaps right back into the ring, heading right at Melvin with a flurry of unco-ordinated blows.

Al-Walker?s snapped!

Walker takes a sloppy shot, still slightly dazed from the clotheslines and dropkick. Melvin takes advantage of this, and grabs Walker?s leg, spinning him around and down with a dragon screw. He keeps hold of Walker?s leg, and grabs the other, before stepping between his legs, crossing his ankles, and twisting him around into a sharpshooter.

Daniels-Lionheart! The Lionheart?s locked in!

Melvin leans backward, increasing the pressure on Walker?s back. Walker shouts in pain, raising his hand a little.

Daniels-Could we be seeing another victim of the Lionheart?

Suddenly, Havoc leaps across the ring like a gazelle, jumping over Melvin, grasping his head, and pulling him down into a flipping neckbreaker, before heading back to the apron. Melvin?s face smacks into the mat, as Walker crawls over to his own corner, tagging Havoc in. Melvin tags Dynamite in, who immediately rushes at Havoc, taking him down with a huricanrana. Havoc bounces off the mat like a basketball. He quickly leaps to his feet, only to be met with a superkick attempt from Dusty. However, Dave grabs Dusty?s ankle, blocking the move. Dynamite leaps up for an enzugiri, but Havoc ducks it, leaving Dynamite to fall to the mat. Still holding the leg, Havoc lifts Dusty up for a fisherman?s suplex. Instead of falling backwards, he thrusts Dynamite down into a powerbomb-style manoeuvre.

Daniels-HAVOC DRIVER! HAVOC DRIVER! DAVE HAVOC HITS THE HAVOC DRIVER!

Al-Hold up with the caffeine bud.

Havoc covers Dusty. The referee begins his count.

One?

Two?

Three?NO! Dusty gets his shoulder up at the last second. Havoc argues with referee Fred Valo, insisting it was a three count, but Valo shoots him down.

Al-Dammit! Biased ref! I?m gonna have to speak to Eric about this schmuck.

Havoc moves around Dusty, quickly grabbing him in a rear chinlock. Havoc drives his knee into Dynamite?s back. Dusty shouts out in pain, waving his arms frantically.

Al-He?s gonna taa-aap!

Havoc increases the pressure, wrenching Dusty?s head around for good pressure. He moves his head closer to his victim?s, and shouts smack right into his ear.

In the corner, Melvin is smacking on the turnbuckle. The entire crowd are clapping in unison with Melvin?s strikes, trying to motivate Dusty. Slowly Dusty makes his way up to one knee. Havoc looks to Walker in confusion. Dusty makes his way to one foot. Havoc wrenches back on his head again. Melvin reaches out to Dusty, who is now on one foot and one knee.

Al-The crowd are a great asset Daniels. They can bring you up when you?re down, or take you down when you?re on <a href="http://www.srch-results.com/lm/rtl.asp?k=top%20of%20the%20world" onmouseover="window.status='top of the world'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">top of the world</a>. It?s like having an extra man in your corner.

Dusty manages to make his way to his feet. He hits Havoc in the ribs with a stiff elbow. Havoc doesn?t relinquish the hold, but as he staggers, it loosens a little.

The crowd begin to cheer, stamp their feet and clap louder, still attempting to inspire Dusty. Dusty manages to hit another elbow to the midsection, forcing Havoc to release him. Dusty throws himself over to his corner, to tag out.

Al-Here comes Melvin.

Daniels-NO!

At the last split second, Havoc runs at Duty, hitting him with a cross chop block, taking his leg out and stopping him from making the tag. Melvin leaps into the ring, going after Havoc. However, the referee blocks him. While Melvin and the ref argue, Walker climbs into the ring. He and Havoc whip Dusty into the ropes, catching him on the way back, and slamming him down in a double spinebuster. Dusty writhes in agony as Walker covers him and Havoc climbs out of the ring, slapping Walker?s hand on the way out. The ref turns around just in time to see the cover.

One?




Two?




NO! Melvin breaks the pin with a hard kick to Walker?s head, before climbing back to the apron.

Al-That?s cheating!

Daniels-What are you talking about? It?s just teamwork you imbecile. You wouldn't care if Havoc did it.

Al-Uh?okay?

Walker loses his temper and begins shouting at the ref. Dynamite takes the opportunity to crawl to his corner, slapping the hand of Melvin. The crowd erupts as Melvin hops into action . He jumps at Walker, taking him down with a bulldog. He charges at Havoc, knocking him to the outside. He stomps on Walker a few times, before nailing him with a reverse suplex. He signals for the Downward Spiral, causing the crowd to cheer in approval.

Daniels-Wow! We could see a quick win for Melvin and Duty here.

Dynamite slaps Melvin on the back, tagging himself in. Melvin looks at him in a mixture of confusion and anger, just before he is rushed with a stiff clothesline to the outside by Walker. Melvin ducks the clothesline. However, Walker has built up too much momentum, so flies over the top rope to the outside, hitting the security barrier. Melvin looks out at Walker. Melvin then looks at the crowd, and points at his opponent. The crowd cheer loudly as Melvin ricochets off the ropes, before running over to the side of the ring nearest Walker. At the last split-second, Melvin jumps, springboarding off the top rope and launching himself into a textbook Shooting Star Press. Flashbulbs pop as he sails through the air, before taking Walker down. Both men lay motionless on the outside.

Crowd-HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Meanwhile, Dusty has taken Dave Havoc down with a brainbuster suplex

Daniels-Wow!

Al-Did you see that?!?

Daniels-I did indeed Al! Let?s get a replay!

We see the SSP replayed three times from different angles. On the last angle, we see that Melvin landed awkwardly on his head during the collision.

Back in the ring, Dusty steadying himself on the top rope, preparing to take out Havoc with a cross body block. Rather than jumping, he looks around the crowd, breathing deeply , not realising Havoc has made his way to his feet. Havoc staggers into the ropes, knocking Dusty down, the turnbuckle driving into his genitals. The crowd gasp as Dynamite shouts out in pure pain.

Al-Ouch?that hurts Daniels?not like you?d know, but one move like that can change the entire complexion of the match.

Havoc climbs up onto the top rope, positioning himself behind Dynamite. He carefully and slowly rotates his opponent, getting him into a suplex position. He slowly lifts Dynamite into a vertical position, with Havoc?s back to the outside. The crowd rise to their feet. Havoc holds Dusty in the position for what feels like an hour, yet it is only a few seconds.

Crowd-PLEASE DON?T DIE! PLEASE DON?T DIE!

Suddenly, Havoc falls backward, dropping Dusty down onto the ringsteps with a sickening thud. Dynamite screams out in agony, bent over backward over the ringsteps.

Crowd-HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Daniels-OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! DUSTY DYNAMITE IS BROKEN RIGHT IN HALF!

Al-Woo-hoo! I?m lovin? it!

Havoc slowly gets to his feet, and manages to roll Dynamite into the ring. He looks over to the fallen Melvin and Walker. He staggers over and slowly lifts Walker by the arms.

Daniels-EJ Walker is the legal man?

Al-?as is Dusty Dynamite. But he?s not looking too good. And Melvin?s out for the count on the outside.

Havoc rolls Walker into the ring. Walker manages to slowly crawl towards Dusty, managing to drape an arm over him. The ref leaps down to the mat.

One?




Two?




THREE!

?Price To Play? hits the arena?s <a href="http://www.srch-results.com/lm/rtl.asp?k=sound%20system" onmouseover="window.status='sound system'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">sound system</a> as EJ Walker slowly gets to his feet. The ref lifts his hand in victory, as a ringside attendant hands him his SCW title. Dave Havoc heads to the back as Walker celebrates. After a minute or so, Walker heads backstage, leaving the fallen Dynamite in the ring.

Melvin makes his way to his feet, and climbs into the ring, rubbing the blood from his eyes. He helps Dusty to his feet as Walker?s music fades. The crowd give the two men a standing ovation. Suddenly, Melvin gives Dynamite a shove. Dusty falls to his knees, still badly hurt from the superplex. The crimson-masked Melvin begins shouting at Dusty, berating him for costing him a victory. Dynamite simply looks at him with huge teary eyes. Melvin continues shouting, gesturing aggressively towards Dynamite as five or so referees head to the ring. Melvin gets closer to his partner, giving him a light shove. Dynamite doesn?t retaliate. Melvin continues shouting at Dynamite, but a referee steps between the two, forcing Melvin to relax. The referees help Dusty climb out of the ring, heading back down the ramp towards the backstage area.

Al-These guys ain?t partners no more Daniels. Now they?re against each other in the battle for EJ Walker?s gold.

The camera focuses on the bloody, tired face of Nathan Melvin. He is breathing deeply, wearing a look of confusion and disappointment. He takes a deep breath and shakes his head, still staring down the ramp.

Al-What a hell of a match Daniels! Just look at the expression on Melvin?s face!

Daniels-And the blood! A hell of a match indeed Al! We?ll see you next week for the SCW Massacre pay-per-view! Main evented by Melvin vs. Dusty Dynamite vs. EJ Walker for the SCW championship! I am J. Louis Daniels...

Al-And I?m Hardcore Al, the tower of power, too sweet to be sour!

Daniels-We?ll see you?in Toronto!

Al-Lock up your daughters, sisters, girlfriends and wives!

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