Post by Mike Jones on Jun 4, 2006 6:44:20 GMT -5
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WNC Hallowed Ground Results
The WNC Logo appears and then fades away as we head to a video package.
We see clips of superstars sitting in dimly lit rooms speaking lines.
(Matt Ackerman: The WNC World Heavyweight Title is THE Title here in the WNC.)
(Ty Langston: The Battle Royal is my ticket to the belt.)
(Sheena Michaels: I’ve been overlooked for too long, but now’s my chance.)
(Eddie G: The butterflies are building up in my stomach, holmes. But I love the pressure, it drives me to suceed, ese!)
(Countdown: Tonight, I will complete the first step in achieving my life long goal of becoming the WNC World Heavyweight Championship when I outlast 29 other superstars and come out victorious.)
(Bob: People can talk all they want about size. But it’s the heart that counts. Tonight, I’m gonna prove that.)
(Raw Impact: I don’t care how many times you’ve been a World Champion, it’s a thrill and an honor each and every time. And I plan on making my way to the WNC Title.)
(RKO Sledge Angel: IT’s the kind of thing you dream about as a child.)
(Metal God: It drives you.)
(Sadistic One: Consumes you.)
(CMW: Tonight, It’s time to play the Game.)
The lights come out and reveals CMW and his sledgehammer. The music picks up as we see lightning fast images of the now lightened rooms. We see X-Pac 360 holding Mr. Trashcan high above his head, Sadistic One flexing, Metal God banging his head, Paul Bunyan spitting, Sheena Michaels tossing her hair back and Eddie G doing his Latino Heat taunt. The music stops and we fade to black.
We hear a voice.
“Becker, Your Time Has Come! Your Time Has Come! The time has come to pay for your sins and misdeeds! Tonight, you will face, the Ruthless Judge, the Calloused Jury and the Merciless Executioner. And believe me, you will fall before me and I will be the Last Man Standing!”
Becker: Blah blah blah. Judge, Jury, Executioner. I get the picture. I’m the best there is in this fed. You’re just a second-rate has-been. And tonight I’m going to prove why I am THE BEST and why I AM THE CHAMPION!
Jesse: J-Master! You stabbed be in the back. You betrayed the fans! You betrayed the WNC! And I’m sick of it! Tonight, I WILL NOT HESITATE to put you in your place!
J-Master: Jesse, I’ve been held back by people like you for way too long. Now it’s time to start showing my TRUE ability! Beating you isn’t even one of my goals, you’re just a road block!
Wrestling God: THAT FILTHY LITTLE MEXICAN STOLE MY TITLE! AND TONIGHT, I WILL RESTORE JUSTICE! WE ARE AT WAR! AND I AM GOING TO THE FRONT LINES!
WCW: Wrestling God, you hypocritical son of a bitch, if you think you can win this title back, come try me! BRING IT ON!
Lightning fast images of all Six man beating the hell out of each other and different moments flash by until we fade to black.
Stricken by Disturbed hits as the voice-over kicks in.
AND NOW THE WNC ALONG WITH PLAYSTATION TWO BRINGS TO YOU HALLOWED GROUND!
We head live inside the Staples Center in Los Angeles and pyro comes raining down from the roof and explodes all down the ramp and stage!
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN WE WELCOME YOU TO THE WNC’S PRESENTATION OF HALLOWED GROUND!
Tonight should be a real barnburner, folks, I’m Tim Moss alongside my colleagues Larry “The King” Fawler and The Poacher, Jonathan Poachman. And King, Poach, I can’t remember a night where there were so many personal feuds here in the WNC. There’s been relationships torn apart, blood shed, friendships betrayed and even a declaration of war from the Wrestling God on the entire Mexican population of America! Not to mention, 30 men will compete with one goal in mind. Becoming the number one contender for the WNC World Heavyweight Championship!
Poach: Oh, absolutely TM, you talk about the intensity in that locker room and it’s unbeliveable.
King: You said it Poach, something has GOT to give here tonight!
(Judas Priest’s Painkiller hits.)
DING DING DING!
Jillian Marcia: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Hell’s Gate, weighing 325 pounds, Metal God!
TM: Well folks, you talk about someone who deserves to be taken behind the proverbial woodshed, and it’s this man right here, Metal God.
King: Well, I’ve got to agree with you there, TM, he laid his hands on Ty Langston’s girlfriend. And you don’t lay your hands on someone else’s girlfriend. Although, I can’t say I blame him.
Poach: C’mon. You guys have got it ALL wrong. Metal God and Bad Gurl did this to play mind games with Ty Langston. They’ve literally driven the kid insane, as if he wasn’t nuts enough to begin with.
TM: Mind Games, my ass. Match or no match, you don’t do what he and Bad Gurl did to Jamie Hudson.
King: But you forgot to mention the good news TM, Bad Gurl is BANNED from ringside!
Poach: And that is COMPLETELY UNFAIR! Talk about discrimination from our General Manager. He had no reason to ban her from ringside.
TM: Oh you mean aside from the fact that she cost Ty Langston his match at Ultimate Destruction?
Poach: Well that was then and this is now. Give the girl a chance.
(My Chemical Romance’s I’m Not Okay (I Promise) hits.)
We see Ty backstage in the entrance area. He kisses Jamie who is waiting there and then comes out.
Jillian: And the opponent, from Seattle, Washington, weighing 185 pounds, Ty Langston!
TM: Well folks, the crowd seems to be in Ty Langston’s favor, but I’m not sure the scales are tipped that way.
Poach: Oh you ain’t kidding TM, the Scales are tipping RIGHT over!
TM: Metal God weighing 325 pounds, Langston only 185. Metal God got a good 140 pounds on Ty here.
DING DING DING!
TM: And we are underway! Ty Langston goes for a collar and elbow tie-up. These two competitore begin exchaning lefts and rights. Folks, this is personal here. Ooh! Swinging Neckbreaker there by Metal God! Metal God wasting no time here as he locks in a Headlock.
Poach: Excellent pressure here early on from Metal God. Doing a great job of locking that in.
King: Yeah, I’ve been in that hold before many times. The blood rushes right to your head. If Ty Langston can’t fight out of this in time, he just might pass out.
TM: Ty beginning to show signs of life here now. He’s to his knees. He elbows free of the Headlock but walks into a Big Boot! Now Metal God takes advantage with a Side Headlock Takedown!
Poach: Great ring awareness there by Metal. It’s almost as if he knew Ty was going to break free, so he got the foot up and planted it in Ty’s face.
King: Speaking of planting? You know that girlfriend of Ty’s?
Poach: Yeah, Jamie Hudson.
King: Yeah, I’d love to PLANT her.
TM: Will you two Stop it? I’m trying to call a damn match here! Metal hits a few vicious backhands and a European Uppercut! Remember folks, BOTH of these men will compete in the Battle Royal later tonight as well as this match here. Metal God tries to lock in a Head Vice but Ty fights loose and Enziguri!
King: Oh no! He nearly took his head off with that!
Poach: Well, I’ve got to admit. Ty Langston looked impressive right there. But it’s only a matter of time until Metal’s size regains the advantage.
(Metal clotheslines the hell out of Ty Langston.)
King & TM (collectively): Ooh!
Poach: Well, there you go!
King: What was that you were just saying, Poach?
TM: Referee Spike Shinoda checking on Ty Langston there! That kind of shot will knock you for a loop! Ty staggers to his feet now. Metal goes for a big left but Ty blocks it! Ty hits a few chops and then hits a Reverse Atomic Drop! Ty beginning to feel it now! He goes for the Twist of Fate but Metal shoves him into referee Spike Shinoda who goes down like a ton of bricks! TWIST OF FATE! Ty hit it!
King: Oh boy!
TM: This one could be over right now, folks!
Referee: One! Two! No!
Crowd: Two!
TM: Two count only says referee Spike Shinoda. Ty headed up top! Uh-Oh! Metal God is up too! Oh my God! SUPERPLEX!
(Metal God only gets Ty half way up and he lands right on his head!)
Poach: That wasn’t pretty!
TM: Hell no!
King: Good God! Ty landed right on his head!
(Crowd pops.)
TM: Oh wait a minute, what’s this?
(The Camera pans out showing Jamie Hudson enter the ring.)
TM: Jamie Hudson is here! Jamie’s got a Steel Chair! My God! She’s gonna thwack Metal with it!
THWACK!
TM: OH NO! SHE HIT TY! SHE HIT TY! METAL DUCKED! SON OF A BITCH!
(Metal God grabs Jamie by the throat.)
TM: NO! Dammit! LEAVE HER ALONE! UNHAND HER NOW DAMN YOU!
(Metal God shoves Jamie to the ground.)
TM: MY GOD! TY’S BEEN BUSTED OPEN! Metal God picks up Ty! Crucifix Powerbomb! He calls that Ride the Lightning and it’s over.
Ref, Crowd and Poach: One! Two! Three!
DING DING DING!
Jillian: Here is your winner, Metal God!
TM: Metal God hightailing it out of the ring.
Ty staggers to his feet and sees Jamie facing the crowd having pulled herself up to the ropes. He holds out his hand and helps her up. She explains to him it was an accident and he mouths “It’s okay” and then he hugs her. He goes to walk away but she pulls back on him!
TM: WHAT? OH MY GOD! SHE JUST SLAPPED THE TASTE OUT OF HIS MOUTH!
KING: NEVER TRUST A WOMAN, TM!
Metal God returns to the ring and stomps the hell out of Langston! Metal and Hudson leave the ring arm in arm as we head backstage and Eric Carsons is with the Scott Man.
Eric Carsons: Scott Man, tonight you team up with Countdown to face Da Gangsta and New York’s Most Wanted for the WNC Tag Team titles.
Scott Man: Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. Hold on a second there junior. Me and Countdown? Which type of bored jackass came up with that “brilliant” idea? All I know is I am going to have to carry this team, AGAIN! Not that it’ll be difficult given our opponents being New Dork’s Most Beaten and the Wanksta! Ladies and Gentleman, let’s all fear the G-A-Y Unit. Featuring the Most Beaten Sisters (Crampton and New Dork), The Wanksta, Insanely Hairly Wang and now Penis54. And then there’s RKO Sledge Angel, and I don’t even HAVE to come up with a name for her, because she does a fine job each and every week of making her self look like a complete idiot! Quite, frankly, Countdown can kiss my American-born Red, White and Blue ASS! I always have and always will be better than his lousy, no good, cheating ass! I may not like you Countdown, remember, this is NOT ECWF! In ECWF we are the Champs! The top dogs! Thanks to me, of course. But here in the WNC, without me Countdown, you are TRASH! But with that in mind, we are still much better than the G-A-Y Unit. Those sorry excuses for tag team chumps. Err, I mean champs. Yeah, champs (rolls eyes). Either way, tonight, I will show who really is the Mann. Can you say new Tag team Champion? Oh, and while you’re at it, Mr. Hooked on Phonics, can you say Battle Royal winner also? Thtat’s what I thought for I am truly the greatest star in this fed and tonight, I’m gonna prove it.
(The camera pans out to reveal RKO Sledge Angel with the woman’s title around her shoulder.)
RKO: Hey! Scott Man! Watch what you’re saying about G-Unit. I think you’d better stop insulting G-Unit and the new tag team champions, New York’s Most Wanted and Da Gangsta before you get hurt. Oh and why don’t you stop talking, you’re a useless piece of crap! Scott Man! I DEMAND respect from you! Yes, it’s true. And if I don’t get the respect that I damn well deserve from you, then sooner or later, you will regret it. It’ll be game over for you. Your legacy, Scott Mann, will be done, gone, buried, burned……DEAD! Didn’t your mother ever tell you that if you play with big fiery fire, sometimes you might just get burned, very badly. After playing with fire, you will receive a surprising, shocking, devastating, deadly, firey RKO Sledgely Angel Burnout RKO! And you will be out, completely. One more thing, Scott, you’d best not be disrespecting the Game CMW or else. Enjoy the ride scott, you’re on the highway to hell now and it doesn’t stop until you’ve reachjed a dead end! Take my words and warning very seriously!
Scott Man: Hey, Sledger! Shut the Hell Up! Nobody cqares about you. Nobody likes you either. Hell, if the G-A-Y Unit weren’t so drugged up, they wouldn’t like you either. But you know what you are, RKO Sledge Angel? You’re an ECWF Reject! Yeah, that’s right, the company that crowned me champion, chewed you up and spat you out. I am coming after your “friends” and I will make their lives miserable! Realize that me and Countdown may not be the best of friends but we have made tag team after tag team after tag team break up and retire after facing us. After tonight, you can say bye bye to your little G-Unit dynasty!
Countdown: Oh and Sledgely! If you want some of this, come get some. You can’t beat the fiery fire of the S5, BITCH!
RKO: Yeah, I’ve got two words for you. FUCK OFF!
Poach: WOAH!
King: Can she say that?
TM: Well, we are live on Pay Per View so I guess she can say whatever she damn well pleases.
We head backstage to a dressing room just as Metal God and Jamie Hudson walk in laughing.
Metal: We sure showed that fag, babe.
Jamie: Damn straight.
She puts her arm around his neck and starts making out with him!
KING: OH MY GOD!
TM: What the hell is this?
Suddenly, the door creaks open and Bad Gurl walks in!
King: Uh-Oh!
Bad Gurl: You guys starting without me?
She goes over and kisses Jamie which gets a HUGE POP!
TM: OH MY GOOD LORD!
KING: OH THERE IS A GOD!
TM: King, get a hold of yourself! Well folks, coming up next, a VERY personal rivalry between former best friends Jesse and J-Master.
We then head to a video segment on the feud.
After the segment completes we come back to the arena.
DING DING DING!
Jillian: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and I have just been informed will be a No Disqualifcation, Falls Count Anywhere match!
TM: Wow! That’s big news!
(Truth by Seether hits to big heat!)
Introducing first, weighing 230 pounds, from Aotearoa, New Zealand, being accompanied by “The Saint” Kid Omen, J- Master!
(Set It Off Tweeker Mix by P.O.D. hits to a big pop!)
And the opponent, weighing 245 pounds, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, Jesse!
DING DING DING!
Jesse runs straight at J-Master and clotheslines him. He then clotheslines Kid Omen over the top rope and then spears J-Master and begins throwing lefts and rights. The referee rings the bell. Well, this is no DQ, so Jesse continues throwing punches. Jesse scoops up J-Master and nails a Power Slam. Jesse leaves the ring looking for a weapon. Kid Omen tries to stop him but he decks him with a stiff left. Jesse reaches underneath the ring and he finds a Steel Chair! He throws it in the ring. Jesse also grabs a trash can, a trash can lid, a stop sign, two kendo sticks, a hockey stick and a glass vase and throws them all in the ring. Wow! What the hell else do we got under there? Jesse gets in the ring and grabs a kendo stick. He waits until J-Master gets up and whacks him on the back twice. J-Master on his knees. Jesse swings baseball style and cracks him across the face! And a second time! Jesse holds the stick up and nails him a third time! Good God! The kendo stick broke into pieces! Jesse picks up the vase and nails J-Master over the top of the head with it! My God, it shattered over J-Masters skull! Jesse picks up J-Master and sets him on the top rope! What the hell? Jesse grabs the hockey stick! Oh my God! He’s trying to pick him up with that stick! That’s gotta hurt! Oof! Jesse just lowblowed J-Master with the stick! Uh-Oh! Kid Omen’s back on the apron! He gets cracked with the stick! Good God! The stick broke over his head! Jesse goes over to J-Master and nails a Superplex onto the Trash Can. Jesse leaves the ring and grabs a table from under the ring. He sets it up on the outside and goes to grab J-Master but Kid Omen comes at him with a Steel Chair! Jesse big boots the chair! Jesse then picks up Kid Omen and hits a powerbomb through the announce table! Jesse back in the ring goes for J-Master but he gets a punch and then falls flat on his back! Wow! J-Master had a dog chain wrapped around his fist! Well, folks this is No DQ! J-Master cracks Jesse on the skull with the stop sign! He then grabs a kendo stick and nails it repeatedly on Jesse’s ribs. J-Master leaves the ring and grabs a ladder! Oh boy! He sets the ladder in the ring and nails Jesse with it! J-Master sets the ladder down and then scoop slams Jesse onto it! J-Master to the top rope! Frog Splash! Good God! J-Master grabs another ladder from under the ring. Damn! That ones got to be 20 feet! J-Master sets the other ladder sideways on top of Jesse! J-Master sets the 20 foot ladder up near the corner. He climbs up slowly on and gets to the top! Oh my! I think he’s calling for a Frog Splash! Wait! Jesse just lifted the other ladder and threw it towards J-Master! The ladder wobbles! J-Masters got to hang on here! That other ladder now leaning against the 20 foot ladder! What the hell is Jesse doing! OH MY GOD! JESSE RUNS UP THE ANGLED LADDER TO THE TOP AND LOOKS FOR A SUPER BELLY TO BELLY BUT J-MASTER SHOVES HIM DOWN CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! MY GOD! JESSE FELL THIRTY FEET! HE LANDED RIBS FIRST! GOOD GOD! WE NEED EMT’S! J-Master climbs down the ladder and goes to retrieve Jesse. My God, Jesse is dead weight here folks. J-Master goes for the pin! One! Two! No! HOW THE HELL DID JESSE KICK OUT! J-Master throws Jesse over the security railing into the crowd! He then throws Jesse into the penalty bench! He’s beating Jesse up inside the penalty bench! Jesse’s fighting back now! Jesse picks up J-Master! Jesse standing on the bench! He lifts J-Master up! What the hell is he thinking! OH MY GOD! HE JUST PRESS SLAMMED J-MASTER ONTO THE SCOREBOARD CONTROL! Good God! Well, don’t mess with Jesse near the penalty bench. He’s a former hockey player! He knows what he’s doing there! Jesse shoves J-Master over the bench onto the cement! Jesse and J-Master battle through the crowd! Jesse throws J-Master over another guardrail near the stage! Jesse throws J-Master face first into a doorway leading to the backstage area! Jesse spears him and the door falls off the hinges! Good God! The Staples Center is gonna be sending the WNC one HELLUVA BILL! But the fans are LOVING IT! Jesse then tosses J-Master into a catering table! Jesse throws J-Master into the wall! Jesse scoop slams J-Master on the concrete! Jesse throws J-Master over the top of several tables containing gatorade containers! Jesse throws J-Master into a stairwell! Jesse carries him up the stairwell and throws him through a curtain! Oh my! They’re back out here! On the stage! Jesse goes to throw J-Master into the stage but he reverses and nails Jesse! J-Master then lifts Jesse and throws him head first into that LCD Screen displaying the WNC Logo! Good God! It shattered! Sparks fly out! Jesse is bleeding like crazy! J-Master’s been busted open too at some point! J-Master heads backstage and returns with a trash can and nails Jesse over the head with it! Good God! That trash can is full of paper cups and all sorts of crap! J-Master goes back and grabs a table! He sets it up! He lifts Jesse up looking for the Last Ride! NO! Wait a minute! What did Jesse pick up! SMASH! MY GOD! JESSE PICKED UP A GLASS BOTTLE AND HE NAILED J-MASTER IN THE HEAD WITH IT! J-Master fell backwards onto the table! Jesse adjusts the tables position! He then glances towards the ring and points at the ladder! No! What the Hell is he thinking? Jesse yells “Do you want me to jump off the laddeer?” HUGE POP! Jesse gladly obliges and goes to get the ladder! He’s got it! Jesse halfway up the ramp stops and glances upwards! WHAT IN THE HELL IS HE THINKING NOW! WHAT? HE JUST THREW THE LADDER DOWN! HE POINTS AT THE TITAN TRON! OH MY GOD! NO! JESSE THAT’S GOTTA BE FIFTY FEET HIGH! NO! HUGE POP! Jesse walks over and goes through the curtain he comes back with a cart which has four tables folded up on it and a steel chair covered with barbed wire on top! Jesse nails J-Master with the barbed wire chair several times! Jesse sets up two tables on either side of the one J-Master was on! He then sets up two tables on top of it! Jesse then picks up J-Master and puts him on the top two tables! Jesse points up! GOOD GOD! HERE WE GO! HE’S GONNA DO IT! Jesse is battered and bloody! He starts to climb the ladder on the far end of the stage! He’s climbing to the top! My God! Wait a minute! WHERE THE HELL DID KID OMEN COME FROM? KID OMEN IS ON TOP OF THE TITAN TRON! NO! KID OMEN PUNCHES JESSE A FEW TIMES! MY GOD NO! JESSE HOLD ON! Kid Omen grabs something! MY GOD! THOSE ARE BOLT CUTTERS! WHAT IN THE HELL IS HE THINKING! OH MY GOD HE JUST CUT THE BOLTS HOLDING THAT LADDER IN PLACE! WHAT? HE WAVES AT JESSE AND THEN PUSHES THE F**KING LADDER BACKWARDS! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! THE LADDER FLIES BACK AND JESSE GOES THROUGH THE TARP BLOCKING OFF THE OBSTRUCTED VIEW AREA AND LANDS IN THE SEATS! MY GOD! HOLY F**KING SHIT! HOLY F**KING SHIT! HOLY F**KING SHIT! HOLY F**KING SHIT! OH MY GOD! SOMEBODY GET A DAMN STRETCHER OUT THERE! MY GOD!
Several EMT’s crowd around the area and bring a stretcher to the top of the lower bowl. Several building employees remove the tarp quickly so the EMT’s can get down there. Good Lord! That must’ve been 50 feet up in the air! That ladder came down with vicious velocity! Jesse became seperated from the ladder about ten feet above those seats! He landed on a row of chairs and then fell to the concrete. That tarp looks like it was made of paper or something! It didn’t do a damn thing to stop his fall. Of course, that’s not it’s intent obviously. To stop a human being falling from 50 feet. We are shown the replay many times as the EMT’s crowd around!
We hear the announcer who has just spoken to the referee.
Jillian: Ladies and Gentleman, the referee has chosen to stop this match and therefore the decision is a no contest!
Well, smart move there by the official, obviously. J-Master is nowhere to be seen though. I think the trainer may have already helped him to the back. Jesse meanwhile appears to be in about the 20th or so row there. Section 114. EMT’s obviously having a difficult time there strapping Jesse onto the stretcher. Not much room obviously. Looks as if the chair he landed on may be cracked a tiny bit. Staples Center can go ahead and add that to our bill I suppose. EMT’s now finally have Jesse attatched to that stretcher, or at least the back board portion. The wheeled portion at the top of the section. Several EMT’s carefully carry the flatboard to the stairs and then carry it up and carefully set it on the stretcher. Jesse appears to be moving somewhat, so that’s a good sign. Folks, I’m no doctor and I don’t mean to speculate but Jesse could very well have a serious back injury from the force he hit those chairs. The EMT’s wheel Jesse into the concourse. The camera’s follow them. Fairly large group of fans gathered behind the yellow tape out there. The EMT’s taking Jesse into a freight elevator now. The ambulance loading docks are located behind the dressing rooms downstairs. There’s a public dock on this floor, but obviously they don’t want to start a riot or anything. Our cameras catch up with the EMT’s unloading Jesse from the elevator. Well folks, we hope to have an update on this situation as soon as possible.
WNC Hallowed Ground Results
The WNC Logo appears and then fades away as we head to a video package.
We see clips of superstars sitting in dimly lit rooms speaking lines.
(Matt Ackerman: The WNC World Heavyweight Title is THE Title here in the WNC.)
(Ty Langston: The Battle Royal is my ticket to the belt.)
(Sheena Michaels: I’ve been overlooked for too long, but now’s my chance.)
(Eddie G: The butterflies are building up in my stomach, holmes. But I love the pressure, it drives me to suceed, ese!)
(Countdown: Tonight, I will complete the first step in achieving my life long goal of becoming the WNC World Heavyweight Championship when I outlast 29 other superstars and come out victorious.)
(Bob: People can talk all they want about size. But it’s the heart that counts. Tonight, I’m gonna prove that.)
(Raw Impact: I don’t care how many times you’ve been a World Champion, it’s a thrill and an honor each and every time. And I plan on making my way to the WNC Title.)
(RKO Sledge Angel: IT’s the kind of thing you dream about as a child.)
(Metal God: It drives you.)
(Sadistic One: Consumes you.)
(CMW: Tonight, It’s time to play the Game.)
The lights come out and reveals CMW and his sledgehammer. The music picks up as we see lightning fast images of the now lightened rooms. We see X-Pac 360 holding Mr. Trashcan high above his head, Sadistic One flexing, Metal God banging his head, Paul Bunyan spitting, Sheena Michaels tossing her hair back and Eddie G doing his Latino Heat taunt. The music stops and we fade to black.
We hear a voice.
“Becker, Your Time Has Come! Your Time Has Come! The time has come to pay for your sins and misdeeds! Tonight, you will face, the Ruthless Judge, the Calloused Jury and the Merciless Executioner. And believe me, you will fall before me and I will be the Last Man Standing!”
Becker: Blah blah blah. Judge, Jury, Executioner. I get the picture. I’m the best there is in this fed. You’re just a second-rate has-been. And tonight I’m going to prove why I am THE BEST and why I AM THE CHAMPION!
Jesse: J-Master! You stabbed be in the back. You betrayed the fans! You betrayed the WNC! And I’m sick of it! Tonight, I WILL NOT HESITATE to put you in your place!
J-Master: Jesse, I’ve been held back by people like you for way too long. Now it’s time to start showing my TRUE ability! Beating you isn’t even one of my goals, you’re just a road block!
Wrestling God: THAT FILTHY LITTLE MEXICAN STOLE MY TITLE! AND TONIGHT, I WILL RESTORE JUSTICE! WE ARE AT WAR! AND I AM GOING TO THE FRONT LINES!
WCW: Wrestling God, you hypocritical son of a bitch, if you think you can win this title back, come try me! BRING IT ON!
Lightning fast images of all Six man beating the hell out of each other and different moments flash by until we fade to black.
Stricken by Disturbed hits as the voice-over kicks in.
AND NOW THE WNC ALONG WITH PLAYSTATION TWO BRINGS TO YOU HALLOWED GROUND!
We head live inside the Staples Center in Los Angeles and pyro comes raining down from the roof and explodes all down the ramp and stage!
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN WE WELCOME YOU TO THE WNC’S PRESENTATION OF HALLOWED GROUND!
Tonight should be a real barnburner, folks, I’m Tim Moss alongside my colleagues Larry “The King” Fawler and The Poacher, Jonathan Poachman. And King, Poach, I can’t remember a night where there were so many personal feuds here in the WNC. There’s been relationships torn apart, blood shed, friendships betrayed and even a declaration of war from the Wrestling God on the entire Mexican population of America! Not to mention, 30 men will compete with one goal in mind. Becoming the number one contender for the WNC World Heavyweight Championship!
Poach: Oh, absolutely TM, you talk about the intensity in that locker room and it’s unbeliveable.
King: You said it Poach, something has GOT to give here tonight!
(Judas Priest’s Painkiller hits.)
DING DING DING!
Jillian Marcia: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Hell’s Gate, weighing 325 pounds, Metal God!
TM: Well folks, you talk about someone who deserves to be taken behind the proverbial woodshed, and it’s this man right here, Metal God.
King: Well, I’ve got to agree with you there, TM, he laid his hands on Ty Langston’s girlfriend. And you don’t lay your hands on someone else’s girlfriend. Although, I can’t say I blame him.
Poach: C’mon. You guys have got it ALL wrong. Metal God and Bad Gurl did this to play mind games with Ty Langston. They’ve literally driven the kid insane, as if he wasn’t nuts enough to begin with.
TM: Mind Games, my ass. Match or no match, you don’t do what he and Bad Gurl did to Jamie Hudson.
King: But you forgot to mention the good news TM, Bad Gurl is BANNED from ringside!
Poach: And that is COMPLETELY UNFAIR! Talk about discrimination from our General Manager. He had no reason to ban her from ringside.
TM: Oh you mean aside from the fact that she cost Ty Langston his match at Ultimate Destruction?
Poach: Well that was then and this is now. Give the girl a chance.
(My Chemical Romance’s I’m Not Okay (I Promise) hits.)
We see Ty backstage in the entrance area. He kisses Jamie who is waiting there and then comes out.
Jillian: And the opponent, from Seattle, Washington, weighing 185 pounds, Ty Langston!
TM: Well folks, the crowd seems to be in Ty Langston’s favor, but I’m not sure the scales are tipped that way.
Poach: Oh you ain’t kidding TM, the Scales are tipping RIGHT over!
TM: Metal God weighing 325 pounds, Langston only 185. Metal God got a good 140 pounds on Ty here.
DING DING DING!
TM: And we are underway! Ty Langston goes for a collar and elbow tie-up. These two competitore begin exchaning lefts and rights. Folks, this is personal here. Ooh! Swinging Neckbreaker there by Metal God! Metal God wasting no time here as he locks in a Headlock.
Poach: Excellent pressure here early on from Metal God. Doing a great job of locking that in.
King: Yeah, I’ve been in that hold before many times. The blood rushes right to your head. If Ty Langston can’t fight out of this in time, he just might pass out.
TM: Ty beginning to show signs of life here now. He’s to his knees. He elbows free of the Headlock but walks into a Big Boot! Now Metal God takes advantage with a Side Headlock Takedown!
Poach: Great ring awareness there by Metal. It’s almost as if he knew Ty was going to break free, so he got the foot up and planted it in Ty’s face.
King: Speaking of planting? You know that girlfriend of Ty’s?
Poach: Yeah, Jamie Hudson.
King: Yeah, I’d love to PLANT her.
TM: Will you two Stop it? I’m trying to call a damn match here! Metal hits a few vicious backhands and a European Uppercut! Remember folks, BOTH of these men will compete in the Battle Royal later tonight as well as this match here. Metal God tries to lock in a Head Vice but Ty fights loose and Enziguri!
King: Oh no! He nearly took his head off with that!
Poach: Well, I’ve got to admit. Ty Langston looked impressive right there. But it’s only a matter of time until Metal’s size regains the advantage.
(Metal clotheslines the hell out of Ty Langston.)
King & TM (collectively): Ooh!
Poach: Well, there you go!
King: What was that you were just saying, Poach?
TM: Referee Spike Shinoda checking on Ty Langston there! That kind of shot will knock you for a loop! Ty staggers to his feet now. Metal goes for a big left but Ty blocks it! Ty hits a few chops and then hits a Reverse Atomic Drop! Ty beginning to feel it now! He goes for the Twist of Fate but Metal shoves him into referee Spike Shinoda who goes down like a ton of bricks! TWIST OF FATE! Ty hit it!
King: Oh boy!
TM: This one could be over right now, folks!
Referee: One! Two! No!
Crowd: Two!
TM: Two count only says referee Spike Shinoda. Ty headed up top! Uh-Oh! Metal God is up too! Oh my God! SUPERPLEX!
(Metal God only gets Ty half way up and he lands right on his head!)
Poach: That wasn’t pretty!
TM: Hell no!
King: Good God! Ty landed right on his head!
(Crowd pops.)
TM: Oh wait a minute, what’s this?
(The Camera pans out showing Jamie Hudson enter the ring.)
TM: Jamie Hudson is here! Jamie’s got a Steel Chair! My God! She’s gonna thwack Metal with it!
THWACK!
TM: OH NO! SHE HIT TY! SHE HIT TY! METAL DUCKED! SON OF A BITCH!
(Metal God grabs Jamie by the throat.)
TM: NO! Dammit! LEAVE HER ALONE! UNHAND HER NOW DAMN YOU!
(Metal God shoves Jamie to the ground.)
TM: MY GOD! TY’S BEEN BUSTED OPEN! Metal God picks up Ty! Crucifix Powerbomb! He calls that Ride the Lightning and it’s over.
Ref, Crowd and Poach: One! Two! Three!
DING DING DING!
Jillian: Here is your winner, Metal God!
TM: Metal God hightailing it out of the ring.
Ty staggers to his feet and sees Jamie facing the crowd having pulled herself up to the ropes. He holds out his hand and helps her up. She explains to him it was an accident and he mouths “It’s okay” and then he hugs her. He goes to walk away but she pulls back on him!
TM: WHAT? OH MY GOD! SHE JUST SLAPPED THE TASTE OUT OF HIS MOUTH!
KING: NEVER TRUST A WOMAN, TM!
Metal God returns to the ring and stomps the hell out of Langston! Metal and Hudson leave the ring arm in arm as we head backstage and Eric Carsons is with the Scott Man.
Eric Carsons: Scott Man, tonight you team up with Countdown to face Da Gangsta and New York’s Most Wanted for the WNC Tag Team titles.
Scott Man: Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. Hold on a second there junior. Me and Countdown? Which type of bored jackass came up with that “brilliant” idea? All I know is I am going to have to carry this team, AGAIN! Not that it’ll be difficult given our opponents being New Dork’s Most Beaten and the Wanksta! Ladies and Gentleman, let’s all fear the G-A-Y Unit. Featuring the Most Beaten Sisters (Crampton and New Dork), The Wanksta, Insanely Hairly Wang and now Penis54. And then there’s RKO Sledge Angel, and I don’t even HAVE to come up with a name for her, because she does a fine job each and every week of making her self look like a complete idiot! Quite, frankly, Countdown can kiss my American-born Red, White and Blue ASS! I always have and always will be better than his lousy, no good, cheating ass! I may not like you Countdown, remember, this is NOT ECWF! In ECWF we are the Champs! The top dogs! Thanks to me, of course. But here in the WNC, without me Countdown, you are TRASH! But with that in mind, we are still much better than the G-A-Y Unit. Those sorry excuses for tag team chumps. Err, I mean champs. Yeah, champs (rolls eyes). Either way, tonight, I will show who really is the Mann. Can you say new Tag team Champion? Oh, and while you’re at it, Mr. Hooked on Phonics, can you say Battle Royal winner also? Thtat’s what I thought for I am truly the greatest star in this fed and tonight, I’m gonna prove it.
(The camera pans out to reveal RKO Sledge Angel with the woman’s title around her shoulder.)
RKO: Hey! Scott Man! Watch what you’re saying about G-Unit. I think you’d better stop insulting G-Unit and the new tag team champions, New York’s Most Wanted and Da Gangsta before you get hurt. Oh and why don’t you stop talking, you’re a useless piece of crap! Scott Man! I DEMAND respect from you! Yes, it’s true. And if I don’t get the respect that I damn well deserve from you, then sooner or later, you will regret it. It’ll be game over for you. Your legacy, Scott Mann, will be done, gone, buried, burned……DEAD! Didn’t your mother ever tell you that if you play with big fiery fire, sometimes you might just get burned, very badly. After playing with fire, you will receive a surprising, shocking, devastating, deadly, firey RKO Sledgely Angel Burnout RKO! And you will be out, completely. One more thing, Scott, you’d best not be disrespecting the Game CMW or else. Enjoy the ride scott, you’re on the highway to hell now and it doesn’t stop until you’ve reachjed a dead end! Take my words and warning very seriously!
Scott Man: Hey, Sledger! Shut the Hell Up! Nobody cqares about you. Nobody likes you either. Hell, if the G-A-Y Unit weren’t so drugged up, they wouldn’t like you either. But you know what you are, RKO Sledge Angel? You’re an ECWF Reject! Yeah, that’s right, the company that crowned me champion, chewed you up and spat you out. I am coming after your “friends” and I will make their lives miserable! Realize that me and Countdown may not be the best of friends but we have made tag team after tag team after tag team break up and retire after facing us. After tonight, you can say bye bye to your little G-Unit dynasty!
Countdown: Oh and Sledgely! If you want some of this, come get some. You can’t beat the fiery fire of the S5, BITCH!
RKO: Yeah, I’ve got two words for you. FUCK OFF!
Poach: WOAH!
King: Can she say that?
TM: Well, we are live on Pay Per View so I guess she can say whatever she damn well pleases.
We head backstage to a dressing room just as Metal God and Jamie Hudson walk in laughing.
Metal: We sure showed that fag, babe.
Jamie: Damn straight.
She puts her arm around his neck and starts making out with him!
KING: OH MY GOD!
TM: What the hell is this?
Suddenly, the door creaks open and Bad Gurl walks in!
King: Uh-Oh!
Bad Gurl: You guys starting without me?
She goes over and kisses Jamie which gets a HUGE POP!
TM: OH MY GOOD LORD!
KING: OH THERE IS A GOD!
TM: King, get a hold of yourself! Well folks, coming up next, a VERY personal rivalry between former best friends Jesse and J-Master.
We then head to a video segment on the feud.
After the segment completes we come back to the arena.
DING DING DING!
Jillian: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and I have just been informed will be a No Disqualifcation, Falls Count Anywhere match!
TM: Wow! That’s big news!
(Truth by Seether hits to big heat!)
Introducing first, weighing 230 pounds, from Aotearoa, New Zealand, being accompanied by “The Saint” Kid Omen, J- Master!
(Set It Off Tweeker Mix by P.O.D. hits to a big pop!)
And the opponent, weighing 245 pounds, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, Jesse!
DING DING DING!
Jesse runs straight at J-Master and clotheslines him. He then clotheslines Kid Omen over the top rope and then spears J-Master and begins throwing lefts and rights. The referee rings the bell. Well, this is no DQ, so Jesse continues throwing punches. Jesse scoops up J-Master and nails a Power Slam. Jesse leaves the ring looking for a weapon. Kid Omen tries to stop him but he decks him with a stiff left. Jesse reaches underneath the ring and he finds a Steel Chair! He throws it in the ring. Jesse also grabs a trash can, a trash can lid, a stop sign, two kendo sticks, a hockey stick and a glass vase and throws them all in the ring. Wow! What the hell else do we got under there? Jesse gets in the ring and grabs a kendo stick. He waits until J-Master gets up and whacks him on the back twice. J-Master on his knees. Jesse swings baseball style and cracks him across the face! And a second time! Jesse holds the stick up and nails him a third time! Good God! The kendo stick broke into pieces! Jesse picks up the vase and nails J-Master over the top of the head with it! My God, it shattered over J-Masters skull! Jesse picks up J-Master and sets him on the top rope! What the hell? Jesse grabs the hockey stick! Oh my God! He’s trying to pick him up with that stick! That’s gotta hurt! Oof! Jesse just lowblowed J-Master with the stick! Uh-Oh! Kid Omen’s back on the apron! He gets cracked with the stick! Good God! The stick broke over his head! Jesse goes over to J-Master and nails a Superplex onto the Trash Can. Jesse leaves the ring and grabs a table from under the ring. He sets it up on the outside and goes to grab J-Master but Kid Omen comes at him with a Steel Chair! Jesse big boots the chair! Jesse then picks up Kid Omen and hits a powerbomb through the announce table! Jesse back in the ring goes for J-Master but he gets a punch and then falls flat on his back! Wow! J-Master had a dog chain wrapped around his fist! Well, folks this is No DQ! J-Master cracks Jesse on the skull with the stop sign! He then grabs a kendo stick and nails it repeatedly on Jesse’s ribs. J-Master leaves the ring and grabs a ladder! Oh boy! He sets the ladder in the ring and nails Jesse with it! J-Master sets the ladder down and then scoop slams Jesse onto it! J-Master to the top rope! Frog Splash! Good God! J-Master grabs another ladder from under the ring. Damn! That ones got to be 20 feet! J-Master sets the other ladder sideways on top of Jesse! J-Master sets the 20 foot ladder up near the corner. He climbs up slowly on and gets to the top! Oh my! I think he’s calling for a Frog Splash! Wait! Jesse just lifted the other ladder and threw it towards J-Master! The ladder wobbles! J-Masters got to hang on here! That other ladder now leaning against the 20 foot ladder! What the hell is Jesse doing! OH MY GOD! JESSE RUNS UP THE ANGLED LADDER TO THE TOP AND LOOKS FOR A SUPER BELLY TO BELLY BUT J-MASTER SHOVES HIM DOWN CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! MY GOD! JESSE FELL THIRTY FEET! HE LANDED RIBS FIRST! GOOD GOD! WE NEED EMT’S! J-Master climbs down the ladder and goes to retrieve Jesse. My God, Jesse is dead weight here folks. J-Master goes for the pin! One! Two! No! HOW THE HELL DID JESSE KICK OUT! J-Master throws Jesse over the security railing into the crowd! He then throws Jesse into the penalty bench! He’s beating Jesse up inside the penalty bench! Jesse’s fighting back now! Jesse picks up J-Master! Jesse standing on the bench! He lifts J-Master up! What the hell is he thinking! OH MY GOD! HE JUST PRESS SLAMMED J-MASTER ONTO THE SCOREBOARD CONTROL! Good God! Well, don’t mess with Jesse near the penalty bench. He’s a former hockey player! He knows what he’s doing there! Jesse shoves J-Master over the bench onto the cement! Jesse and J-Master battle through the crowd! Jesse throws J-Master over another guardrail near the stage! Jesse throws J-Master face first into a doorway leading to the backstage area! Jesse spears him and the door falls off the hinges! Good God! The Staples Center is gonna be sending the WNC one HELLUVA BILL! But the fans are LOVING IT! Jesse then tosses J-Master into a catering table! Jesse throws J-Master into the wall! Jesse scoop slams J-Master on the concrete! Jesse throws J-Master over the top of several tables containing gatorade containers! Jesse throws J-Master into a stairwell! Jesse carries him up the stairwell and throws him through a curtain! Oh my! They’re back out here! On the stage! Jesse goes to throw J-Master into the stage but he reverses and nails Jesse! J-Master then lifts Jesse and throws him head first into that LCD Screen displaying the WNC Logo! Good God! It shattered! Sparks fly out! Jesse is bleeding like crazy! J-Master’s been busted open too at some point! J-Master heads backstage and returns with a trash can and nails Jesse over the head with it! Good God! That trash can is full of paper cups and all sorts of crap! J-Master goes back and grabs a table! He sets it up! He lifts Jesse up looking for the Last Ride! NO! Wait a minute! What did Jesse pick up! SMASH! MY GOD! JESSE PICKED UP A GLASS BOTTLE AND HE NAILED J-MASTER IN THE HEAD WITH IT! J-Master fell backwards onto the table! Jesse adjusts the tables position! He then glances towards the ring and points at the ladder! No! What the Hell is he thinking? Jesse yells “Do you want me to jump off the laddeer?” HUGE POP! Jesse gladly obliges and goes to get the ladder! He’s got it! Jesse halfway up the ramp stops and glances upwards! WHAT IN THE HELL IS HE THINKING NOW! WHAT? HE JUST THREW THE LADDER DOWN! HE POINTS AT THE TITAN TRON! OH MY GOD! NO! JESSE THAT’S GOTTA BE FIFTY FEET HIGH! NO! HUGE POP! Jesse walks over and goes through the curtain he comes back with a cart which has four tables folded up on it and a steel chair covered with barbed wire on top! Jesse nails J-Master with the barbed wire chair several times! Jesse sets up two tables on either side of the one J-Master was on! He then sets up two tables on top of it! Jesse then picks up J-Master and puts him on the top two tables! Jesse points up! GOOD GOD! HERE WE GO! HE’S GONNA DO IT! Jesse is battered and bloody! He starts to climb the ladder on the far end of the stage! He’s climbing to the top! My God! Wait a minute! WHERE THE HELL DID KID OMEN COME FROM? KID OMEN IS ON TOP OF THE TITAN TRON! NO! KID OMEN PUNCHES JESSE A FEW TIMES! MY GOD NO! JESSE HOLD ON! Kid Omen grabs something! MY GOD! THOSE ARE BOLT CUTTERS! WHAT IN THE HELL IS HE THINKING! OH MY GOD HE JUST CUT THE BOLTS HOLDING THAT LADDER IN PLACE! WHAT? HE WAVES AT JESSE AND THEN PUSHES THE F**KING LADDER BACKWARDS! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! THE LADDER FLIES BACK AND JESSE GOES THROUGH THE TARP BLOCKING OFF THE OBSTRUCTED VIEW AREA AND LANDS IN THE SEATS! MY GOD! HOLY F**KING SHIT! HOLY F**KING SHIT! HOLY F**KING SHIT! HOLY F**KING SHIT! OH MY GOD! SOMEBODY GET A DAMN STRETCHER OUT THERE! MY GOD!
Several EMT’s crowd around the area and bring a stretcher to the top of the lower bowl. Several building employees remove the tarp quickly so the EMT’s can get down there. Good Lord! That must’ve been 50 feet up in the air! That ladder came down with vicious velocity! Jesse became seperated from the ladder about ten feet above those seats! He landed on a row of chairs and then fell to the concrete. That tarp looks like it was made of paper or something! It didn’t do a damn thing to stop his fall. Of course, that’s not it’s intent obviously. To stop a human being falling from 50 feet. We are shown the replay many times as the EMT’s crowd around!
We hear the announcer who has just spoken to the referee.
Jillian: Ladies and Gentleman, the referee has chosen to stop this match and therefore the decision is a no contest!
Well, smart move there by the official, obviously. J-Master is nowhere to be seen though. I think the trainer may have already helped him to the back. Jesse meanwhile appears to be in about the 20th or so row there. Section 114. EMT’s obviously having a difficult time there strapping Jesse onto the stretcher. Not much room obviously. Looks as if the chair he landed on may be cracked a tiny bit. Staples Center can go ahead and add that to our bill I suppose. EMT’s now finally have Jesse attatched to that stretcher, or at least the back board portion. The wheeled portion at the top of the section. Several EMT’s carefully carry the flatboard to the stairs and then carry it up and carefully set it on the stretcher. Jesse appears to be moving somewhat, so that’s a good sign. Folks, I’m no doctor and I don’t mean to speculate but Jesse could very well have a serious back injury from the force he hit those chairs. The EMT’s wheel Jesse into the concourse. The camera’s follow them. Fairly large group of fans gathered behind the yellow tape out there. The EMT’s taking Jesse into a freight elevator now. The ambulance loading docks are located behind the dressing rooms downstairs. There’s a public dock on this floor, but obviously they don’t want to start a riot or anything. Our cameras catch up with the EMT’s unloading Jesse from the elevator. Well folks, we hope to have an update on this situation as soon as possible.