DATE: 14th May 2012 Monday Mayhem - from Washington, DC - Verizon Center
*'ALIVE' – POD PLAYS* [FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF LAST WEEK THE FALL OUT OF ANGEL AND MDK...THE CHASE FOR THE WORLD TITLE...AND BRYANT AND MOSA GOING AT IT.] (THE PYROS EXPLODE ALL AROUND THE MAYHEM VENUE. THE CAMERAS FLY AROUND THE ARENA PICKING UP SUCH SIGNS AS ‘SMILE!’, ‘ANGEL IS TCK FOR LIFE! ORC IS IN STRIFE! ’ AND ‘ANYONE ELSE FIND FREEMAN ATTRACTIVE...NOPE ME EITHER.’ THE CAMERA SETTLES ON LEAD TFWF ANNOUNCER SCOOP CUTHBERTSON WHO IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH A MIC IN HAND AS THE CROWD GO WILD.) SC:  Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to TFWF Monday Night Mayhem.  We are coming to you LIVE from the sold out Verizon Centre in our nation’s capital, Washington D.C!! (HUGE CROWD POP.) SC:  Tonight is the FINAL Monday Night Mayhem before our biggest Pay Per View Event of the year – Death or Glory 2012 and folks, do we have one hell of a show lined up for you tonight! (ANOTHER HUGE CROWD POP.) SC:  We have some great matches for you tonight including Darrius King vs. APB, Phenom vs. Joel Bryant and our main event, MDK vs. Jack Hondo! (THE CROWD CHEER FOR THE HUGE MATCHES COMING UP LATER ON IN THE SHOW.) SC:  We have all that plus so much more!  Folks, as we announced last week the pre Death or Glory tradition that is Saturday Night Slam will continue this year.  However this year Saturday Night Slam will take on a slightly different format than in previous years.  For our older fans out there I’m sure you will remember the Chadworth Challenge which I’m pleased to announce will return this year on Saturday Night Slam!! (BIG NOSTALGIC CROWD POP FOR THE CHALLENGE.) SC:  However for our younger viewers allow me to explain.  The Chadworth Challenge is one night, multi team elimination event.  We will have three eight man tag matches and one ten man tag match.  The matches are fought under elimination rules and the survivors from each match will go onto the final elimination match main event, where the survivor or survivors of that match will each win $100,000!!! (THE CROWD ‘OHH’ AT THE ANNOUNCEMENT AS SCOOP NODS HIS HEAD.) SC:  So without further ado, here are the teams for the Chadworth Challenge on Saturday Night Slam!  In the first eight man tag team match of the night Masked Marvel, La Maquina, Thomas Watson and Ellis Smith will take on the team of Blade, Kent Clark, Hannah Rickman and Kenny Freeman! (THE CROWD CHEER FOR THIS MATCH.) SC:  So many issues around the Hardcore and Light Heavyweight Titles in that match.  It’s sure to be a high flying spectacle!  Ok, in the second eight man tag team match Georgie Nickles, Darrius King and Project Nova will take on Scorpio, APB, Jason Proctor and Leander Apollo! (ANOTHER BIG CROWD POP FOR THIS ONE.) SC:  With the highly personal issue between Scorpio and Nickles this is sure to be a hard fought and intense match.  This match will be the first match in the TFWF for Project Nova since their retirement a number of years ago.  I’m sure you’ll all just as excited as I am to see the Novas back in action.  I’m sure Proctor and Apollo can’t wait to mix it up with The Novas!  (BIG CROWD POP.) SC:  Ok, in the third eight man tag team match the team of Viktor Kovalenko, Phenom and Horizons will take on the team of Tiger Young, Old School Style and a mystery partner!  We hope to have more on who that mystery partner is later tonight on the show. (ANOTHER BIG CROWD POP.) SC:  Kovalenko and Phenom on the same team and Tiger Young make his in-ring return to the TFWF?  Does it get much bigger than that?  Well this is the TFWF so of course it does!  In the ten man tag team match you will see Jack Benevolence, MDK, Michael Thunder, Sean Panache and Drake Mosa face off against the team of Fallen Angel, Dragon Demonico, Jack Hondo, Jose Ramon and Joel Bryant! (MASSIVE CROWD POP.) SC:  What a match that will be!  So many personal rivalries and issues in that one!  Remember folks, these matches will be fought under elimination rules until one team is completely eliminated.  The surviving wrestler or wrestlers from the winning team will move onto the final elimination match at the end of the night and the last man or men standing after that match will each receive $100,000!!!  The Chadworth Challenge is BACK on Saturday Night Slam and with so much on the line and Death or Glory only a few weeks away, Slam is going to be a show you can’t afford to miss! (THE CROWD POP BIG TIME AGAIN AS SCOOP ACKNOWLEDGES THE CROWD BEFORE STEPPING THROUGH THE ROPES AND MAKES HIS WAY BACK TO THE ANNOUNCE DESK.) *THUNDERSTRUCK – AC/DC PLAYS* (HUGE CROWD HEAT.  THE FANS IN ATTENDANCE LEAP TO THEIR FEET AND BOO LOUDLY AS MICHAEL THUNDER EMERGES FROM THE BACK.  THUNDER IS DRESSED IN A BLACK T-SHIRT AND JEANS.  HE LOOKS INTENSE AND FURIOUS AS HE MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TO THE RING.) SC:  Hello to everyone at home and welcome to TFWF Monday Night Mayhem!!  As you’ve just heard the Chadworth Challenge is back at Saturday Night Slam and now one of the men vying for a World Title shot at Death or Glory, Michael Thunder, is making his way to ringside!  SJ:  You do realise we’ve probably already had a more entertaining and headline grabbing show than most other promotions just by having you stand in the ring and announce that the Chadworth Challenge is back for Slam?! SC:  That’s why we’re the best in the world Snoop.  We listen to the fans and give them what they want.  They wanted to see the Chadworth Challenge return and what better place to bring it back then Saturday Night Slam?! SJ:  Well that does make us pretty good, that and the fact you’ve got a former Hardcore Champion providing the best damn colour commentary the world has ever known. SC:  We do?  Great, when does he get here? SJ:  I hate you. SC:  (laughing) Well folks, Michael Thunder is in the ring and no doubt he’s here to address the on-going controversy surrounding just who will face Jack Benevolence for the World Title at Death or Glory! SJ:  I’ll tell you who it won’t be and that’s that little pipsqueak Dragon Demonico.  (THE CROWD CONTINUE TO BOO MICHAEL THUNDER AS HE STANDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH A MIC IN HAND.) MT:  Every week I have to deal with the same shit.  If it’s not constant questions about the ORC then it’s whether or not MDK and I see eye to eye anymore.  Every single week I come out here and say the same damn thing – all that matters to me is getting a one on one shot against Jack Benevolence at Death or Glory.  The match I’m due.  The match I’ve earned.  I keep coming out here and to be honest with you people, I’m as sick of saying this shit as you are of hearing it.  The fact remains that Jack Benevolence is ducking me.  Dragon Demonico is sticking his nose in where it doesn’t belong and I’m sick to death of it.  This is the last Monday Mayhem before Death or Glory and I still don’t have my match.  I still don’t have the respect I deserve.  I’m sick of this.  So I’m not leaving this ring until this bullshit is resolved and I get what’s coming to me – a World Title match against Benevolence at Death or Glory. (THE CROWD BOO LOUDLY AS THUNDER CROSSES HIS ARMS AND MAKES IT PERFECTLY CLEAR HE’S GOING NOWHERE.  THE FANS ARE GETTING RESTLESS AS THUNDER STANDS IN THE RING FOR A FEW MOMENTS.  THE FURY ON HIS FACE IS GROWING WITH EACH PASSING SECOND.  HE EVENTUALLY SIGHS AND RAISES THE MIC UP WHEN SUDDENLY…) *LIGHTS OUT – BREAKING BENJAMIN PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD POP!  THE FANS COME UNGLUED AS DEMONICO EMERGES FROM THE BACK LOOKING JUST AS FOCUSED AND PISSED OFF AS MICHAEL THUNDER!  HE IS DRESSED IN A RED SHIRT AND COMBAT TROUSERS AND HE ACKNOWLEDGES THE HUGELY POSITIVE REACTION OF THE FANS BEFORE QUICKLY MAKING HIS WAY DOWN TO THE RING.) SJ:  What is wrong with this kid?  Didn’t he just hear what Thunder said?  He’s sick of Demonico sticking is nose in and trying to get a World Title shot!  So what does Demonico do?  He comes out here and interrupts Thunder AGAIN!  SC:  Demonico has just as much right to a World Title match at Death or Glory as Michael Thunder claims he does.  I’m sure the fans would much rather see Demonico take on Benevolence for the World Title. SJ:  Oh who gives a crap what the fans think?  These are the same idiots who think Fallen Angel will beat MDK at Death or Glory and bring about the end of the One Ring Circus!  (THE CROWD ARE HYPED UP AS DEMONICO STEPS INTO THE RING WITH A MIC IN HAND.  THUNDER DOESN’T LOOK IMPRESSED IN THE SLIGHTEST AS DEMONICO RAISES THE MIC UP.) DD:  You’re sick of hearing you coming out here and saying the same things every damn week?  You’re sick of it?  How the hell do you think the rest of us feel? (HUGE CROWD POP.  THUNDER LOOKS READY TO SNAP AS DEMONICO STEPS CLOSER TO HIM.) DD:  You know for a guy who is so experienced and smart, you’re pretty dumb! (ANOTHER HUGE CROWD POP.) DD:  If it’s not MDK playing you for a fool then it’s your own pig headedness that stops you from seeing what’s really going on.  MT:  Oh yeah smart ass and what’s that? DD:  The fact that last week when we confronted Benevolence together, we got somewhere.  We got a commitment from the weasel.  We should be doing the same thing now.  We both want a shot at the World Title.  So let’s both go back there, drag Benevolence out here and get what we want! (THE CROWD CHEER IN SUPPORT OF DEMONICO AS THUNDER SHAKES HIS HEAD.) MT:  Screw that.  And screw you.  All this ‘working together’ bullshit is what’s got me in this position in the first place.  I get it every damn day from MDK and the ORC and look where that has got me.  Nowhere!  And now I’m supposed to work with you?  Like I said – screw that and screw you.  Michael Thunder stands alone and there’s only one thing that’s happening at Death or Glory and that’s me and Benevolence, one on one for the World Title.  Now get the hell out of my ring. (THE EXCITEMENT LEVEL IN THE CROWD IS GROWING BY THE SECOND AS THUNDER TRIES TO SHOULDER PAST DEMONICO, BUT THE YOUNGSTER STANDS HIS GROUND AND STOPS HIM IN HIS TRACKS.) DD:  Over my dead body old man. (THUNDER SMIRKS AND LOOKS AT DEMONICO WITH EVIL INTENTIONS.) MT:  If that’s the way you want it! (THE CROWD ROAR AS THUNDER THROWS A RIGHT HAND BUT DEMONICO BLOCKS IT!!  HE FIRES BACK WITH THREE BIG PUNCHES IN A ROW THAT ROCKS THUNDER BACKWARDS.  DEMONICO HAS THE ADVANTAGE BUT THUNDER CUTS HIM OFF WITH A KNEE TO THE MID SECTION.  THUNDER LEVELS DEMONICO WITH A HUGE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT AND THEN QUICKLY GOES OUT THE RING AND GRABS A STEEL CHAIR.) SC:  This situation has broken down into violence and it looks like Thunder is going to try to take Demonico out of the equation for Death or Glory! SJ:  About damn time! (THUNDER ROLLS BACK IN WITH THE CHAIR AND SWINGS AT DEMONICO, BUT HE DUCKS OUT THE WAY AND THEN DROP KICKS THE CHAIR BACK INTO THUNDER’S FACE!!  THE CROWD POP BIG AS DEMONICO SPRINTS TO THE ROPES, HITS THEM HARD, THEN REBOUNDS WITH A FLYING YAKUZA KICK TO THE FACE OF THUNDER!!  HE IS KNOCKED BACK AGAINST THE ROPES AS DEMONICO HITS THE ROPES AGAIN AND NAILS THUNDER WITH A BIG CLOTHESLINE THAT KNOCKS HIM BACKWARDS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!!  THE CROWD ARE ROCKING AS DEMONICO FIRES THEM UP AND THEN HITS THE ROPES A THIRD TIME, HE DIVES THROUGH THE MIDDLE AND TOP ROPE FOR A BIG TOPE ON THUNDER, BUT THE ORC MAN HAS ANOTHER CHAIR IN HAND!!!  WHACK!!!!  THUNDER SMASHES THE CHAIR INTO DEMONICO’S HEAD AND KNOCKS HIM OUT OF MID AIR!!!  THE CROWD ‘OHH’ AS DEMONICO CRASHES TO THE FLOOR IN A HEAP.) SJ:  Oh yes!!  Now that is how you swat a fly!!  What a shot by Thunder! SC:  Demonico is down and…yes, he’s busted wide open and Thunder is going to work on him with that chair! (THUNDER SMASHES THE CHAIR DOWN ON DEMONICO A FEW TIMES BEFORE DRAGGING HIM TO HIS FEET.  THUNDER PUSHES HIM BACK AGAINST THE RING APRON AND LANDS A FEW MORE RIGHT HAND PUNCHES.  HE GRABS DEMONICO AND WHIPS HIM HARD INTO THE RING BARRICADE AND DEMONICO ARCHES HIS BACK ON IMPACT.  THUNDER SETS HIMSELF AND CHARGES, BUT DEMONICO DUCKS DOWN AND BACKDROPS THUNDER OVER THE RING BARRICADE AND HE CRASHES HARD ONTO THE CONCRETE!! THE CROWD ARE GOING WILD AS DEMONICO STAGGERS UP, WIPES BLOOD FROM HIS FACE AND THEN ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING.  HE SETS HIMSELF AND THEN LEAPS ONTO THE TOP ROPE AND SPRINGBOARDS OUT OF THE RING, SAILS OVER THE BARRICADE AND CRASHES ONTO THUNDER WITH A FRONT FLIP PLANCHA!!!) SC:  My God, Demonico just risked it all there with that insane dive!! SJ:  We need to get some security out here! (DEMONICO HAMMERS DOWN PUNCHES ON THUNDER AS THE CROWD CHEER HIM ON.  HE BRINGS THUNDER TO HIS FEET AND AS THE FANS AT RINGSIDE SCATTER HE PLANTS HIM WITH A SUPLEX ONTO A ROW OF CHAIRS!!  DEMONICO PICKS A CHAIR UP AND LAUNCHES IT AS THUNDER SLOWLY STANDS UP AND IT CRACKS HIM IN THE FACE!! THUNDER IS BUSTED OPEN AS HE FALLS TO THE GROUND!!  THE CROWD ARE LOVING IT AS DEMONICO DRAGS THUNDER UP BY THE HAIR AND THEN THROWS HIM BACK OVER THE BARRICADE.  HE HOPS ONTO THE RING BARRICADE AND AS THUNDER STANDS UP HE DIVES AT HIM, BUT THUNDER CATCHES DEMONICO AND PLANTS HIM WITH A HUGE SPINEBUSTER ON THE RING STEPS!!!!  THE CROWD ‘OHH’ AGAIN AS DEMONICO WRITHES IN PAIN AND THUNDER STAGGERS BACKWARDS WITH BLOOD POURING DOWN HIS FACE.) SC:  Dragon Demonico could have suffered a serious back injury and Michael Thunder is smiling! SJ:  These two are going to kill each other! (DEMONICO IS STRUGGLING TO HIS FEET AS THUNDER SETS HIMSELF AND CHARGES, BUT DEMONICO CATCHES HIM WITH A DROP TOE HOLD AND THUNDER CRASHES HEAD FIRST INTO THE RING STEPS.  THE CROWD POP BIG AS DEMONICO HOPS ONTO THE RING APRON.  HE WAITS FOR THUNDER TO STAND UP AND THEN LEAPS WITH A HUGE FLYING KNEE STRIKE THAT KNOCKS THUNDER SILLY!!  DEMONICO STANDS UP AND POINTS TO THE ANNOUNCE DESK WHICH BRINGS A HUGE POP FROM THE CROWD!) SJ:  Is he going to…oh crap I think he is! SC:  I think it’s time we made a sharp exit! (SNOOP AND SCOOP GET THE HELL OUT OF DOGE AS DEMONICO THROWS THUNDER ONTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE AND THEN CLIMBS BACK INTO THE RING.  HE CLIMBS UP THE ROPES BUT IS TOO SLOW AND THUNDER IS BACK UP ON HIS FEET.  HE SCRAMBLES ONTO THE RING APRON AND THEN CLIMBS THE ROPES ON THE OUTSIDE!  BOTH MEN ARE ON THE ROPES AND EXCHANGING BIG PUNCHES AS BLOOD FLIES AND THE CROWD NOISE IS DEAFENING.  THE TWO MEN KEEP TRADING PUNCHES AND BATTLING FOR POSITION.  EVENTUALLY THUNDER IS ABLE TO NAIL A LOW BLOW ON DEMONICO WHICH BRINGS MASSIVE HEAT FROM THE CROWD. THUNDER HEAVES DEMONICO UP AND IS ABLE TO HEAVE HIM OVER HEAD WITH A SUPERPLEX.  THUNDER LEAPS OFF THE ROPES AND THE TWO MEN SAIL THROUGH THE AIR BEFORE THEY CRASH THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE TO A MASSIVE CROWD POP!!  THE CROWD CHANT ‘HOLY SHIT’ AS THE TWO MEN LAY IN THE WRECKAGE OF THE TABLE.  BOTH MEN ARE BLEEDING AND BOTH MEN ARE HURTING AS THE CROWD CONTINUE TO GO NUTS.  SUDDENLY THEIR FEVERED REACTION TURNS TO INTENSE BOOING AS THE TA-TRON COMES TO LIFE WITH THE IMAGE OF JACK BENEVOLENCE SMIRKING WITH THE WORLD TITLE ON HIS SHOULDER. AS BENEVOLENCE GIVES A SLOW CLAP SCOOP AND SNOOP ARE ABLE TO GET BACK ON COMMENTARY AS EMTS AND OTHER OFFICIALS RUSH DOWN THE RAMP TO CHECK ON THE CONDITION OF THUNDER AND DEMONICO WHO ARE BOTH BLEEDING AND NOT MOVING FROM THEIR BRUTAL BRAWL.) SC:  These two men are broken in half and Jack Benevolence is laughing about it! SJ:  Thunder and Demonico just absolutely snapped on each other and now the World Champion has got something to say. (THE EMTS AND OFFICIALS CHECK ON THUNDER AND DEMONICO AS BENEVOLENCE STOPS CLAPPING AND ADJUSTS THE WORLD TITLE ON HIS SHOULDER.) JB:  Well would you look at this.  The two contenders who want a shot at MY World Title at Death or Glory have just damn near killed each other…what a tragedy… (THE CROWD ARE BOOING LOUDLY AS BENEVOLENCE SMIRKS AND HOLDS UP A TFWF CONTRACT.) JB:  And what’s this?  Could this be a contract for a triple threat match at Death or Glory between Thunder, Demonico and your World Champion?  (BENEVOLENCE QUICKLY SIGNS THE CONTRACT AS THE BLOODY AND BATTERED THUNDER AND DEMONICO ARE SLOWLY HELPED TO THEIR FEET.) JB:  You know.  I really am the smartest man in wrestling.  This is even better than the Hell’s Prison master stroke.  I hope you two aren’t too badly hurt.  I mean I do expect some kind of challenge from you two at Death or Glory.  Congratulations boys.  You just got what you wanted.  Just a pity it’s going to be the end for both of you.  See you at Death or Glory boys.  I’ll be the one wearing the World Title and kicking both your asses on the biggest stage of them all! (BENEVOLENCE SMIRKS AGAIN AS THE TA-TRON FADES OUT TO A CHORUS OF BOOS.  THUNDER AND DEMONICO ARE BOTH BEING HELPED TO THE BACK AND NEITHER LOOKS IN GREAT CONDITION.) SC:  The smartest man in wrestling.  He may have a point there.  I’ve just got word in my headset that the triple threat match between Benevolence, Thunder and Demonico was ordered by the TFWF Championship at least two weeks ago!!  Benevolence just lay in wait and let the issue between Thunder and Demonico escalate to the point that they beat the hell out of each other right here tonight! SJ:  So wait.  Benevolence KNEW he’d have to face them both two weeks ago but played them both to the point of nearly killing each other? SC:  Pretty much. SJ:  That man is my hero. SC:  Why does that not surprise me.  Well folks this has been one of the wildest openings to Monday Night Mayhem in quite some time.  The World Title match for Death or Glory is official, Jack Benevolence defends against both Michael Thunder and Dragon Demonico. SJ:  Yeah but after what we’ve seen here, are either of them going to be in good enough condition to beat Jack Benevolence? SC:  Well once again Benevolence has played it smarter than anyone else.  He might be in the match he didn’t want, but he’s levelled the playing field somewhat.  We’re going to have to try to restore some order here folks, so while we do that, why don’t you check out this video package and we’ll be right back with our first match of this huge night of Monday Night Mayhem! [HYPE VIDEO: TFWF COMEDY BLOOPERS DVD OUT MONDAY HOSTED BY MOMEN.] Darrius King vs APB (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'BLACK AND YELLOW' - WIZ KHALIFI PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. GOLD AND YELLOW CONFETTI...TONS OF IT FALLS FROM THE CEILING AS GOLD AND BLACK FIREWORKS SHOOT UP FROM THE ENTRANCE RAMP. DARRIUS KING WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH HIS ARMS SPREAD WIDE. HE TAKES OFF HIS DESIGNER SHADES, LOOKS AT HIMSELF IN THE REFLECTION AND MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...weighing 254 pounds...Darrius King!!! SC: Rumours are circulating Darrius has called time on his T.F.W.F. career post D.O.G. 2012. SJ: ...what!!!! THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE! Hounded out by the Klan! JH: And his opponent... *'COME TO LIFE' - ALTERBRIDGE PLAYS* (CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SHOWS A SERIES OF BARTSCH PERFORMING SOME PAINFUL LOOKING MOVES MIXED WITH A SILOHETTE OF AMANDA DANCING. ALLEN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from Jackson Hole, Wyoming…weighing 245 pounds…Allen 'Portal' Bartsch!!! SC: A teaser between two rivals here tonight... SJ: Rivals...Bartsch isn't even close to King! FINISH...Pretty even contest between the two. King starts out on top, but soon fades into the crowd being behind APB and Bartsch dominating proceedings, an illegal choke, brings Darrius back into the match, but the pretender to the throne of the T.F.W.F. makes a mistake by missing the 'Gamebreaker'. Bartsch quickly hits the 'All Points Bulletin' wrapping a leg and getting the three count win. Winner, via pinfall: APB Match Time: 5m11s Match Rating: 3 Stars After the match a split screen shows a disappointed Horizons in their lockerroom area and a jubilant Old School Style in theirs. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (WE CUT TO A SATELLITE FEED WHERE WE SEE OZZY FINCH SITTING NEXT TO NONE OTHER THAN TFWF HALL OF FAMER, TIGER YOUNG, IN HIS MIAMI HOME. THERE'S A HUGE POP FROM THE CROWD AS TIGER ACKNOWLEDGES THE CAMERA WITH HIS TRADEMARK COCKY SMIRK. OZZY SMILES IN RESPONSE AND CLEARS HIS THROAT.) OF: Ladies and gentlemen, and I'm here with TFWF legend, Tiger Young... (ANOTHER BIG POP.) OF: And Tiger, I think the question on everyone's mind is how you've been since we last saw you on Mayhem two weeks ago. Viktor Kovalenko's an incredibly dangerous individual, but some would say the beatdown he suffered at your hands was a long time coming. Thoughts? TY: Hah, thoughts? Well, lemme first say that lumbering idiot definitely had it coming. You don't go around the TFWF talking about how good you are you -- you prove it. And two weeks ago, when I turned the 'war hound' into a whimpering bitch? I exposed the... what does he call himself, again? OF: The greatest fighter on the planet. TY: Yeah, bullshit. I know guys ten times tougher than he is, and they never had to tell people that. OF: So, to you, who is Viktor Kovalenko? You said you exposed him -- care to comment? TY: My honest opinion? He's a jackass, plain and simple. He wants to be a legend so badly? He wants to be like me, Snap, Thief, and Da Gremlin? Then he has to grow pair and actually approach it like a man. Don't beat somebody down when they can't defend themselves. Don't go hunting people backstage like you're Elmer fuckin' Fudd with some shitty Russian accent. You face 'em down in the ring, mano a mano, and draw a line in the sand between legend status and mediocrity. OF: Well, his challenge for Death-- TY: --or Glory, I'm not stupid. I heard it. And if that big dumbfuck wants his name up with the likes of all of my brothers and sisters in arms, then he's got to beat a legend on the biggest stage of them all. And really, who better than me? He wants his moment? He's gonna have to take it. No more of his posturing, no more of his self-deluded bullshit. Tiger Young and Viktor Kovalenko is going down at Death or Glory 2012... (RING-SHAKING POP AT THE ANNOUNCEMENT.) TY: ...and without question, he's gonna find out first-hand why Tiger Young is and will always be the name of this business... and why Viktor Kovalenko's just Ukrainian for "another overhyped fucktard." (BACK TO THE ARENA BACKSTAGE....) (WE CUT TO THE LOCKER ROOM OF THE ONE RING CIRCUS WHERE MDK IS IN MID SPEECH AS RICK RAMPAGE, GEORGIE NICKLES AND SEAN PANACHE LOOK ON.  THE HEAT FROM THE CROWD IN THE ARENA IS LOUD AND SUSTAINED.) MDK:  …that’s what I’m saying Rick.  When I beat Fallen Angel at Death or Glory he’s basically my property.  I can do whatever the hell I want with him.  (RICK RAMPAGE SMIRKS AS HE SPEAKS.) RR:  What’ve you got in mind? MDK:  Well the first Mayhem after Death or Glory I’m going to bring him out in front of the world and he will swear allegiance to me and then I’m going to get him to kiss my foot. (PANACHE LAUGHS AS HE ADJUSTS THE IC TITLE ON HIS SHOULDER.) SP:  Aw man.  Can you image the look on Angel’s face?  Humiliated like that in front of the whole world! MDK:  That’s just for starters.  If I tell that son of a bitch to clean my toilet, he’s going to have to do it.  If I tell him I want him to beat the shit out of Scorpio and break his neck, he’s going to have to do it.  I’m telling you guys, this is going to be the greatest thing the ORC have ever done to the TFWF. (ALL OF THE ORC LAUGH LOUDLY AT THE POTENTIAL FUTURE HUMILIATION OF FALLEN ANGEL.  THERE LAUGHTER IS CUT SHORT THOUGH AS THE DOOR OPENS AND MICHAEL THUNDER STAGGERS INTO THE ROOM.  ALL EYES TURN TO HIM AS HE LEANS AGAINST THE WALL WITH A BLOOD SOAKED TOWEL PRESSED AGAINST HIS FOREHEAD.  GEORGIE STANDS UP AND WALKS OVER TO HIM.) GN:  Michael.  You ok? (THUNDER SHOOTS HER AN EVIL LOOK BEFORE SLOWLY HOBBLING TOWARDS HIS BAG.) MT:  Do I look ok? MDK:  You look like you got the shit kicked out of you. (THE TENSION IN THE ROOM IS EVIDENT AS THUNDER STARES A HOLE THROUGH MDK WHO FOLDS HIS ARMS AND LOOKS ANNOYED.) MDK:  Where are you going? MT:  Hospital. MDK:  And you were going to tell us that…when? (THUNDER SLOWLY TURNS AROUND AND LOOKS MDK UP AND DOWN WITH DISTAIN.) MT:  Whenever I felt like it.  You don’t own me.  In case you didn’t notice I’ve got a World Title match at Death or Glory.  I’ve got bigger things to worry about that keeping you happy. MDK:  That’s where you’re wrong.  There’s only one thing you worry about and that’s coming to Death or Glory to help ensure I beat Fallen Angel and he joins the ORC. (THUNDER SMIRKS AS HE PICKS UP HIS BAG AND GOES TO WALK PAST MDK.) MT:  Yeah right. (MDK GRABS THUNDER’S ARM AND STOPS HIM!  THUNDER WINCES FROM HIS INJURIES AS THE REST OF THE ORC LOOK AT EACH OTHER NERVOUSLY.) MDK:  You know something Michael.  Maybe if you weren’t so damn stubborn you’d have seen Benevolence was playing you and Demonico like a pair of chumps. MT:  Get your hand off me.  Now. (MDK SMIRKS AND LETS THUNDER GO AND HE HOBBLES PAST AND TOWARDS THE DOOR.) MDK:  I can see you’re hurting.  Get off to hospital and get them to check you out.  Just remember one thing Michael… (THUNDER STOPS AT THE DOOR AND TURNS TO FACE MDK.) MT:  Oh yeah, what’s that? MDK:  At Death or Glory I expect you to make this work for us.  I expect you to fall into line and help me beat Fallen Angel. (THUNDER DOESN’T REPLY.  HE NODS HIS HEAD AND SLOWLY HOBBLES OUT OF THE ROOM LEAVING MDK WATCHING HIM GO WITH A CONCERNED EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE.) (RINGSIDE.) SJ: DONT EVEN SAY IT!!! SC: I was merely going to say Young and Kovalenko is on... SJ: Oh...well yes... SC: ...and there seems some tension in the ORC ranks... SJ: SON OF A BITCH! Ellis Smith/Masked Marvel vs Hannah Rickman/Kent Clark (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'BORN IN THE USA' - BRUCE SPRINGSTEIN PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. A USA FLAG FLYS ONTO THE TRON WITH A PICTURE OF A SPINNING MASK OF THE MASKED MARVEL IN FULL VIEW. HE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE ALONGSIDE ELLIS SMITH AS THEY MAKE THEIR WAY TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making their way towards the ring at a total combined weight of 459 pounds...Ellis Smith and The Masked Marvel!!! SC: Some people have said this could have the makings of a decent tag team on paper. SJ: Makings...I could see gold in these guys future. JH: And their opponents... *'SONIC BOOM' PLAYS* (CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SHOWS AN IMAGE OF MARIO RUNNING ALONG A SCREEN JUMPING IN THE AIR AND GRABBING COINS WHEN HE SMASHES THOSE BLOCKS. HE GETS HIMSELF A MUSHROOM AND GROWS REALLY BIG AS THE WORDS 'KENT "8-BIT KID" CLARK' APPEAR ON THE T.A.T.. CLARK COMES RUNNING OUT ONTO STAGE LIKE SONIC THE HEDGE HOG BEFORE BOUNDING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING PRACTICING VARIOUS STREET FIGHTER AND MORTAL KOMBAT MOVES. HANNAH RICKMAN EMERGES ROLLING HER EYES WITH A SMALL SMILE AND WALKING TO THE RING SLAPPING HANDS WITH THE FANS) JH: Making their way towards the ring at a total combined weight of 335 pounds...Hannah Rickman and the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...'The 8-Bit Kid' Kent Clark!!! SC: Kent seems like a marked man... SJ: Just like Harry Potter... SC: ... FINISH...A fantastic showing of what awaits the DOG battle royal with both belts on the line and full credit to the two teams involved. Smith and Marvel do look quite the formidable team and have a nice timing between the two. Kent Clark looks hot to trot this week, but the match difference maker is Miss Rickman who has the crowd going with her offense in the ring. Unfortunately for the crowd it all goes wrong when Thomas Watson makes and apperance as does La Maquina as well and begin going for Rickman and Clark causing a DQ finish to this one, but then Blade and Kenny Freeman to a great ovation are on the scene as the 8 participants battle in the ring with the bell constantly ringing. Finally security gets some order, but not before Hannah Rickman nails Thomas Watson with a vicious 'Rickman Extraordinaire' a DQ win for her team...but it seems all 8 will be vying for gold in the D.O.G. classic double belt match up. Winners, via DQ: Hannah Rickman and Kent Clark Match Time: 8m30s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (BACKSTAGE, WE SEE BOTH JASON PROCTOR AND LEANDER APOLLO STANDING BY THE INTERVIEW AREA WITH BETH MCCAIN. BOTH MEN, ESPECIALLY APOLLO LOOKS PISSED OFF FOLLOWING THE RECENT ACTIONS OF BOTH MEMBERS OF PROJECT NOVA.) BM: Leander, last week you lost the DWIWF North American championship to Georgie Nickles, but not by your own accord- both members of Project Nova distracted you long enough for her to score the victory. Surely you're in a foul mood following these recent events... LA: Well I never suspected you as a rocket scientist Beth but after that incredible hypothesis I might as well hail you as one...of course I'm pissed off. Proctor is too. We prided ourselves as being dual singles and tag team champions, and now that's all gone thanks to Project Nova...both of us should have expected this from the likes of them, but maybe we were too naeive, too wrapped in our own glory to care. Well, I want to take this time to thank Project Nova- after what happened last week, we are grounded back to reality...and we even have our own priorities set. Isn't that right, Proctor? JP: You got that right, Apollo. You see Project Nova have prided themselves on being the best tag team that the TFWF has ever had...they're arrogant to the core, and blind to their own faults. We've both been noticing this lately...maybe it's time to give them a taste of their own medicine- ground them back to Earth just like they did to Apollo here last week. LA: We want to put the tag team championship on the line at Death or Glory. No pomp and circumstance, no red carpet, no hype. This is going to be a sheer athletic contest to see just who really is the better tag team. We've held titles and they've held titles- it's time to prove once and for all just who is the better team here in the TFWF. JP: Hey- wait a minute, Apollo. Hell, we don't even have to wait until Death or Glory, don't you remember? (A SMIRK RUNS ACROSS APOLLO'S FACE AS HE KNOWS CLEAR WELL WHAT PROCTOR IS TALKING ABOUT.) LA: Hey, what do you know, Proctor, you're absolutely right, we have the Chadworth Challenge match at Saturday Night Slam...we not only have the Novas to face, but also Darius King and Georgie Nickles as well. Aren't we lucky? JP: We might as well go to Vegas with the luck we have...wouldn't say the same for the Novas or anyone else they associate with, though. Boys...see you VERY soon. And we won't forget the warm welcome you've given us. (BOTH PROCTOR AND APOLLO LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER AND NOD, READY FOR THE CHALLENGES THAT ARE AHEAD OF THEM AS THEY WALK OFF, LEAVING MCCAIN BY HERSELF...) (ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.) (WE OPEN TO THE DOORS OF THE ARENA AS SECURITY GUARDS ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF TRYING TO RESTRAIN SOMEONE, AND AS THE CAMERA MOVES AROUND IT SHOWS NONE OTHER THAN BILLY JOE WINCHESTER. THE CROWD CHEER WINCHESTER, NOT BUYING HIS INVOLVEMENT IN JOSE RAMON’S ATTACK; HOWEVER HE’S BEING KEPT WELL AWAY FROM THE ACTION TONIGHT. AS HE TRIES TO GET IN WITH JACK HONDO STOOD ON THE OTHER SIDE SHOUTING AT SECURITY TO LET HIM GO JIMMY SIMPSON ARRIVES, TRYING TO CALM HONDO AND WINCHESTER DOWN.) JS: I’m sorry guys, but the evidence says that Billy-Joe had something to do with what happened to Ramon… this close to Death or Glory we just can’t take the risk that it could happen again! JH: Oh come on Jimmy, you and I know full well that the man you’re lookin’ for is walkin’ around with the Intercontinental Championship on his shoulder! JS: I’m sorry Jack, but he stays out tonight… (WINCHESTER GIVES UP SLIGHTLY BEFORE TRYING AGAIN, HOWEVER THE GUARDS ARE STILL KEEPING HIM OUT. AS HONDO, SIMPSON, WINCHESTER AND THE GUARDS ARE ARGUING SEAN PANACHE SLINKS ONTO THE SCENE BY THE SIDE, SMIRKING AS HE LOOKS OVER EVERYONE. HE HASN’T BEEN SEEN BY ANYONE AS HE WATCHES WITH A CUNNING GRIN, BEFORE FINALLY STEPPING BACK A PACE -- AND BURSTING ONTO THE STAGE WITH ALL THE DRAMATIC ACTION OF A WELL-VERSED ACTOR! HE LOOKS AT WINCHESTER WITH FEAR AND IMMEDIATELY TURNS TO SIMPSON AS HONDO’S FACE FALLS.) SP: Oh my God, Jimmy, HOW CAN YOU CONSIDER LETTING THIS MONSTER IN?! JH: Why you son of a b-- SP: That man is DANGEROUS, he’s a mentally-challenged psycho, he doesn’t know what he’s doing and he’ll go round attacking wrestlers under this guise of being Forrest Gump with an over-active thyroid! GET RID OF HIM BEFORE HE ENDS SOMEONE’S CAREER! (HONDO SPINS PANACHE AROUND, GETTING RIGHT IN HIS FACE AS PANACHE FEIGNS BEING DEATHLY SCARED OF HONDO, AS IF HONDO IS ABOUT TO DO THE SAME AS “BILLY JOE” DID.) SP: You know thanks to your friend Jose Ramon’s leg might be even more badly injured than back when he couldn’t use it?! I hope you find a way to sleep at night Jack Hondo! JH: We all know YOU were the one that attacked Jose, so quit this bullshit. SP: ME?! (PANACHE HOLDS A HAND TO HIS CHEST, SHOCK SPREADING OVER HIS FACE AS HE STEPS BACK AND TURNS TO SIMPSON WITH A COMPLETELY DISBELIEVING EXPRESSION. HE TURNS BACK TO HONDO AS HIS FACE CONTORTS, ALMOST AS IF PANACHE IS TRYING TO BRING ON STAGE TEARS.) SP: When Jose last hurt his leg he had to lose some of his high risk style… that style was a GIFT for wrestling and wrestling fans… and that was taken away! And now you and Hillbilly Hannibal Lecter over there have done it again… poor Jose… I can’t believe this has happened… (HE HOLDS HIS CHEST AGAIN, SHAKING HIS HEAD AS HONDO ROLLS HIS EYES, GETTING MORE AND MORE ANGRY. WINCHESTER IS STILL STRUGGLING WITH SECURITY AS PANACHE LOOKS UP.) SP: Y’know, back when I was training, I used to look at Ramon with envy and pride… I loved watching his matches, I styled myself after him… and to defeat him to win my first title in the TFWF was like a dream come true. But I had one more dream, to entertain the TFWF crowd and go at it in a high-flying spectacle against Jose Ramon at Death or Glory… (THE CROWD ARE BOOING THE HOUSE DOWN AS THIS “EMOTIONAL” SOLILOQUY CONTINUES.) SP: So much so that last week I went and asked for our match at Death or Glory to be a ladder match, just to make it that much more of a spectacle, to make it so much more special for the TFWF fans -- AND NOW YOU’VE RUINED IT! Maybe you were jealous that you can’t flip like us, maybe you realised nobody likes you and that idiot SO YOU HAD HIM TAKE OUT RAMON IN SOME KIND OF ACT OF RAGE! YOU ARE DESPICABLE JACK HONDO! YOU MAKE ME SICK! (HONDO HAS HAD ENOUGH AND HE LEVELS PANACHE WITH A PUNCH TO A RAUCOUS CHEER FROM THE CROWD. SECURITY IMMEDIATELY SWARM ON HONDO AND PANACHE AS THEY BEGIN TO BRAWL, AND WINCHESTER TRIES TO GET INVOLVED. SECURITY THROW HIM BACK THROUGH THE DOOR, TWO GUARDS DRAGGING HIM OFF AS HONDO IS HELD BACK AND PANACHE SMILES AT GETTING IN HONDO’S HEAD, BEFORE HE QUICKLY FEIGNS FEAR AND SADNESS AGAIN AS SIMPSON HELPS HIM.) JH: It’s obvious to anyone with eyes that you took Ramon out! WELL COME THAT LADDER MATCH I’M SENDIN’ YOU CRASHIN’ DOWN FOR THIS! HEAR THAT YOU SON OF A BITCH?! I’M TAKIN’ YOU DOWN AT DEATH OR GLORY! (AS SIMPSON HELPS PANACHE UP HONDO IS DRAGGED OFF, AND PANACHE WATCHES HIM GO WITH A GRIN, BEFORE HE WALKS OFF IN APPARENT SHOCK AT THE SITUATION. THE CAMERA FOCUSES BACK IN ON BILLY-JOE WINCHESTER AS HE SHAKES SECURITY OFF AND SURRENDERS, TURNING FROM THEM TO WALK OFF. ALL OF A SUDDEN A CAR PULLS UP AND A MAN IN A BLACK HOODIE GETS OUT, GOING RIGHT FOR WINCHESTER! THE BIG MAN’S TAKEN DOWN AS THE MAN IN THE HOODIE WAILS IN THE PUNCHES AND KICKS, GIVING WINCHESTER A HUGE BEAT-DOWN, AND THE CROWD BOO. THE ASSAILANT STANDS AND HIS HOOD DROPS BACK, REVEALING IT TO BE RAMON, WHO GETS BACK IN HIS CAR AND PULLS OFF AS WINCHESTER IS LEFT OUT OF IT IN THE PARKING LOT…) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Jose has got the wrong man!!! SJ: He did it for the Rock... SC: What? SJ: Nevermind...what do you mean wrong man...it's obvious Country Corky is the damn culprit...Jack Hondo and his short bussed moonshine swigger have ruined Panache's amazing match idea. SC: I dont buy it for a second...neither do these fans...but apparently Ramon does. Thomas Watson vs Scorpio (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'LOCUST' - MACHINEHEAD PLAYS* (CROWD BOO. THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON IS ENGULFED IN DARKNESS WHEN THE WORD 'MISERY' IN A SHAKEY FORMAT APPEARS. HIGHLIGHTS OF THE CAREER OF THOMAS WATSON ARE SHOWN AS THE MAN HIMSELF MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Kirsten Valentine...from Cameron, North Carolina...weighing 200 pounds...Thomas Watson!!! SC: Lot of plus points to Watson...but he just comes across like a bit of an asshole. SJ: I LIKE HIM! JH: And his opponent... *'POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME' - DEF LEPPARD PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SHOWS A KALEIDOSCOPE OF COLOUR AND A VARIETY OF THE WRESTLER'S MOVES AS SCORPIO STEPS OUT ONTO THE STAGE WITH A FEW PAPARAZZI BEHIND HIM. HE POSES BRIEFLY BEFORE THEY HEAD TO THE BACK AND THE S-FACTOR WALKS DOWN THE RAMP, TAKING OFF HIS TRADEMARK DESIGNER SUNGLASSES AND HANDING THEM TO A KID IN THE FRONT ROW. HE THEN TAKES A DUPLICATE PAIR FROM HIS JACKET POCKET AND PUTS THEM ON AS HE HEADS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from London, England... weighing 225 pounds...'The S-Factor' Scorpio!!! SC: Scorpio has to be wondering what to make of this whole Creme thing... SJ: I think we ALL made our mind up about Creme some time ago... FINISH..Watson looks a little shakey in this one no doubt recovering by the measure of revenge from Hannah earlier and Scorpio takes advantage. Scorpio seems on a mission tonight as he wants to garner momentum going into Saturday Night Slam and Death or Glory and its apparent from the way he takes it to Watson. Watson looks in trouble, he catches a break by a missed Scorps dropkick and begins punshing Scorpio, but with the crowd on his side, Scorpio nails an 'AGR' from seemingly nowhere on Watson and gets the three count allowing him to bask in the glory on the second rope celebrating. Winner, via pinfall: Scorpio Match Time: 9m04s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars (SUDDENLY THE CROWD BOO LOUDLY AS GEORGIE NICKLES WALKS OUT WITH CRÈME DE LA CRÈME TIED TO A WHEELCHAIR, HIS EYES WIDE WITH FEAR AND HIS MOUTH GAGGED. IN THE RING SCORPIO IMMEDIATELY STOPS DEAD, GOING TO CLIMB THROUGH THE ROPES AND GO AFTER CRÈME, BUT NICKLES RAISES THE MICROPHONE.) GN: Stop right there! One more step and I’ll make sure this pretty little princess becomes a poster-child for facial reconstruction surgery! (SCORPIO STOPS, STARING NICKLES DOWN WITH PURE ANGER, WHILE THE ORC MEMBERS SMIRKS HER APPROVAL. CRÈME TRIES TO WRIGGLE FREE AS NICKLES CROUCHES DOWN, GETTING CLOSE TO HIM WITH THE MICROPHONE.) GN: What’s that Crème? CDLC: Mmph! Hurr! Mmmph! GN: Nope, I didn’t catch that. Not to worry though Crème, see, you haven’t got to sit in that chair forever… just as long as your special friend over there plays ball… (NICKLES TURNS, COCKING HER HEAD TO LOOK AT SCORPIO AS HE APPROACHES SLOWLY. IMMEDIATELY SHE GRABS THE WHEELCHAIR, TURNING IT TO THE STAGE AND SCORPIO STOPS, NOT WANTING TO PUSH THE REBEL CHILD ANY FURTHER. SHE SMIRKS AND LAUGHS TO HERSELF.) GN: Good boy! Now isn’t this intriguing… the over-confident, “I am what I am”-touting, People’s Camp is being told what to do by… what did you call me? An odorous hag? Ozzy Osbourne with a B-cup? (THE LAUGHING STOPS IMMEDIATELY AS NICKLES SCOWLS, TURNING TO STAND BEHIND CRÈME WITH HER HANDS ON THE WHEELCHAIR.) GN: You’ve always enjoyed going around giving people your opinion Scorpio, and for some reason these idiotic fans have cheered you on like some sort of hero because of it. Your big fight to take down the One Ring Circus has been admirable, but you’ve talked your way into a hole now, and for once, FINALLY, someone is going to make you pay for your big mouth you asshole. Come out in the ludicrous costume you’ve got set up for Death or Glory, bring out a Lady GaGa tribute act to sing your entrance theme, be the big spectacle show for these fans if you want… but at Death or Glory your moral crusade won’t be ending with you finally putting me down decisively… (AND NOW NICKLES LAUGHS AGAIN, SHAKING HER HEAD.) GN: If you want Crème safely returned to you, the big moral crusade of the S-Factor is going to end with you lying down while I place a boot on your chest and pin you for three. (THE CROWD BOO MASSIVELY AS SCORPIO’S EYES WIDEN AND HE SHAKES HIS HEAD, ALMOST GOING UP THE RAMP AND AFTER THE REBEL CHILD AS NICKLES SHOVES THE WHEELCHAIR, REMINDING SCORPIO WHAT’S AT STAKE. CRÈME PLEADS WITH THE S-FACTOR WITH HIS EYES AS SCORPIO IS IN A DILEMMA.) GN: Oh how beautiful is this? You’ve done so much, you took on MDK, you called out members of the ORC, hell you literally broke your back for this business… and yet for all the accolades you’ve had, for all the accolades you’re yet to have… the lasting image of your illustrious career… (SHE SMIRKS EVEN WIDER, CLEARLY PLEASED WITH THE PLAN.) GN: Will be you flat on your back, voluntarily lying down to be defeated by Georgie Nickles. See you at Death or Glory… and remember… you know what to do if you want Crème back… (NICKLES WINKS AND THROWS THE MICROPHONE ASIDE, BEFORE SHE TURNS AND BEGINS TO PUSH CRÈME BACKSTAGE. SCORPIO SPOTS HIS OPPORTUNITY AND HURTLES UP THE RAMP LIKE GREASED LIGHTNING -- BUT RICK RAMPAGE COMES OUT THE BACK, BLASTING SCORPIO WITH A BIG BOOT! HE THEN THROWS SCORPIO INTO THE SET, THE CROWD GASPING AS THE PEOPLE’S CAMP CRUMPLES, AND NICKLES LAUGHS. AS SCORPIO’S LAID OUT ON THE STAGE SHE PLACES A BOOT ON HIS CHEST AND RAMPAGE MOCKINGLY COUNTS THE THREE, BEFORE NICKLES SCREAMS THAT IT’S A PREVIEW OF DEATH OR GLORY. THE ORC MEMBERS DISAPPEAR TO THE BACK AS SCORPIO’S LAID OUT ON THE STAGE…) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIALS.) SC: The ORC...have proved as calculating as they come tonight... SJ: That is why Fallen Angel better get ready to finally be a success! An HA! In your face Creme! SC: ... Phenom vs Joel Bryant (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *’BODIES’ – DROWNING POOL PLAYS* (VENUE SHAKING CROWD HEAT. PHENOM EMERGES FROM THE BACK AS IMAGES OF STREET BRAWLS AND RIOTS ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T..) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from New York City, New York…weighing 298 pounds…Phenom!!! SC: Is he Dorian Wong's greatest challenge... SJ: He's 90 percent of the World's greatest nightmare...so yes! JH: And his opponent... *'MARGIN WALKER' - FUGAZI PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. THE NAME "JOEL BRYANT" FILLS THE T.A. TRON BEFORE "CRAZYMAN" BURSTS THROUGH. AS HIGHLIGHTS OF HIS MOVES BLAZE ACROSS THE TRON BRYANT STEPS ONTO THE STAGE. HE TAKES A MOMENT TO GLANCE AROUND AT THE CROWD BEFORE MARCHING PURPOSEFULLY DOWN TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from Akron, Ohio...weighing 240 pounds... 'Crazyman' Joel Bryant!!! SC: Mosa and Bryant is going to be epic... SJ: A very submissive...but not sexually submissive...ummm....CUE COMMERCIAL! FINISH...Tough contest for Phenom in this one as he looks a bit out of sorts. His mind seemingly on his big match. Bryant however is a machine out there and proves once more to be one of the most dominate mat and submission wrestlers in the world right now. Nom has a customary mid match beatdown, but Bryant gets the job done by his own means, capturing Phenom in the 'Cuyahoga River Fire' the veteran is sure to tap when all of a sudden from the back a hoodedJack appears and security holds him back. Jill then pops out from the otherside and sticks a gets into the ring. Bryant looks confused as she plunges a syringe into Phenom. Bryant mouths the words 'WTF'...the referee turns around and assumes Bryant has made Phenom pass out and awards him the match. Winner, via submission: Joel Bryant Match Time: 10m39s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars As Bryant and the referee talk it over...a figure emerges from the audience and begins dragging the body of Phenom towards the backstage area causing confusion and chaos with the fans... (THE SCREEN STARTS TO CUT TO STATIC AND WHITE NOISE BEFORE EVENTUALLY SETTLING ON GRAINY FOOTAGE FROM A HANDHELD CAMERA, THE FEED TO MAYHEM OBVIOUSLY HAVING BEEN HIJACKED. THE ROOM WHERE THE CAMERA IS IN INCREDIBLY DARK, THOUGH WE CAN HEAR WATER DRIPPING AND THE SOUND OF LIGHT MACHINERY IN THE BACKGROUND. THERE'S A SHAPE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA, THOUGH WE CAN'T REALLY MAKE OUT IT WHAT IT IS AT THIS MOMENT. SUDDENLY, A VOICE CAN BE HEARD THAT ECHOES LIGHTLY OFF THE WALLS...) ??: As Michel de Montaigne once said... "I have never seen a greater monster or miracle in the world than myself..." (THE VOICE SNICKERS QUIETLY.) ??: I know who and what I am, as do these insects watching right now. (THE VOICE SIGHS.) ??: And it pains me -- it honestly pains me -- to find this society worse off than when I left. You see, I've been asleep for the better part of two years -- two years of the most peaceful slumber I've had in my entire life. I was free of the hypocrisy, the sadness... the boredom... that this world encumbers itself with. And in that time? Someone took my throne. They usurped it. And that someone -- that pretender -- was you. (THE SHAPE TURNS AROUND, AND WE CAN ONLY SEE THE GRUESOME PAINTED VISAGE OF DORIAN WONG, OBSCURED BY THE SHADOWS. THE IMAGE IS UNSETTLING, IF NOT COMPLETELY TERRIFYING. HE GRINS AS THE CAMERA, HELD BY A GIGGLING JILL, SPINS AROUND TO A POSITION BEHIND WONG, AND THERE, WE SEE AN DISORIENTED, BUT ANGRY, PHENOM, STRAPPED AND HELD DOWN TO A CHAIR BY JACK.) DW: This place? These people? They began to fear you... see you as this monster that you've come to embrace. Well, I aim to test your commitment to that claim... because at Saturday Night Slam, the entire world will see what happens when you throw a firebomb into a room doused with gasoline. The Philosopher King will be there as part of team Tiger Young. And what happens then... will merely be the introduction to your inevitable demise at 'Death or Glory.' (THERE'S QUITE THE TENSE PAUSE AS WONG STARES INTO PHENOM'S SOUL WITH HIS DEAD EYES. WE HEAR HIS HEAVY BREATHING AMONGST THE NOISE OF THE MACHINERY BEHIND HIM.) DW: You call yourself the 'New York Nightmare.' (IT'S HERE THAT JACK IMMEDIATELY SLAPS A PIECE OF DUCT TAPE OVER PHENOM'S MOUTH AND SLOWLY, WONG RAISES SOMETHING TO THE STRUGGLING PHENOM'S FACE -- HIS TRADEMARK LETTER OPENER. HE RUNS THE BLADE LIGHTLY ACROSS PHENOM'S CHEEK AND MAKES HIS WAY DOWN TO A CORNER OF HIS MOUTH.) DW: It's time to wake up. (AND AS WONG BEGINS TO GO TO WORK, BOTH JACK AND JILL START TO WHISTLE, CACKLE, AND CAT-CALL AS JILL EVENTUALLY HITS THE "STOP" BUTTON ON THE CAMERA TO KILL THE FEED.) (THE FEED THEN CUTS OUT...) (ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.) (BACKSTAGE WITH JOEL BRYANT. BRYANT HAS SWEAT DRIPPING DOWN HIS FACE AND STILL LOOKS TIRED AFTER HIS MATCH WITH PHENOM, BUT HE KEEPS HIS POSTURE UP. BRYANT LOOKS AT THE FLOOR FOR A MOMENT BEFORE STARTING TO SPEAK.) JB: After that match with Phenom, I’m not too sure what to think. The after math of that match was strange to say the least. I always like having a competitive match, but when Wong appeared- (BEFORE JOEL EVEN FINISHES HIS REPLY, HE TURNS A BIT AND LOOKS DOWN THE HALLWAY WITH A GLARE. THE CAMERA PANS OUT A BIT TO REVEAL JOHNNY FROST STANDING THERE, WATCHING HIM. JOEL TAKES A FEW STEPS TOWARDS FROST, BUT HE IS JUMPED FROM BEHIND BY DRAKE MOSA! MOSA NAILS BRYANT WITH AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE FLOOR AND WRENCHING ON ‘THE CYANIDE PILL’) JF: Mr. Bryant, in just a couple of weeks you will be getting into the ring with Drake, and we felt that you needed some sort of... preview as to what will happen to you at Death or Glory. All actions have consequences, Mr. Bryant, and after costing Drake a victory last week? You more than deserve this! (BRYANT CAN BE HEARD YELLING IN AGONY AS MOSA REALLY HAS THE HOLD LOCKED ON. BRYANT STRUGGLES TO BREAK FREE, BUT HE CAN’T. NOR DOES BRYANT EVEN TAP OUT AS HE CONTINUES TO FIGHT OFF THE PAIN. FROST SHAKES HIS HEAD BEFORE WALKING OFF TO THE SIDE OF THE AREA WHERE A STEEL CHAIR WAS LYING. FROST PICKS THIS UP AND RETURNS TO MOSA AND BRYANT’S STRUGGLE. FROST LIFTS THE CHAIR HIGH ABOVE HIS HEAD AND THEN BRINGS IT DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF BRYANT, WHO YELLS AS THE PAIN IS JUST ABOUT DOUBLED. MOSA WRENCHES THE HOLD BACK SOME MORE AND THERE IS A SUDDEN SNAPPING NOISE. BRYANT YELLS OUT FAR MUCH LOUDER THAN BEFORE BUT MOSA CONTINUES TO WRENCH BACK. EMTS AND VARIOUS ROAD AGENTS AND STAFF COME RUSHING ONTO THE SCENE, SOME PINNING FROST TO THE WALL WHILE OTHERS RIP MOSA AWAY FROM BRYANT. MOSA AND FROST LEAVE THE SCENE LAUGHING BUT BRYANT IS IN SOME OBVIOUS PAIN AND THE DAMAGE HAS BEEN DONE.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: My God I think Mosa broke his arm! SJ: We can only hope so...I mean tough break...wait a minute...that was a tremendous joke! Hahaha! Jack Hondo vs MDK (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'CHARLIE BIG POTATO' - SKUNK AND ANASIE PLAYS* (VENUE SHAKING CROWD HEAT. THE LETTERS 'M...D...K...' FLY ONTO THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON. MDK WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH A FOCUSED LOOK ON HIS FACE BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from London, England...weighing 275 pounds...MDK!!! SC: He is a calculating son of a bitch thats for sure... SJ: He also does a lot of work for charity...he hates African kids. JH: And his opponent... *'FRANKENSTEIN' - EDGAR WINTER GROUP PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON FLASHES ON WITH SEVERAL DIFFERENT ACTION SHOTS OF HONDO IN THE RING. HONDO RUNS OUT, FULL OF ENERGY. HE SLAPS THE HANDS OF THE RINGSIDE FANS AS HE MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Statesboro, Georgia...weighing in at 248 pounds...Jack Hondo!!! SC: Statesboro's finest! SJ: That says a lot about Statesboro... FINISH...Great Main Event between two Main Eventers here in the T.F.W.F.. Hondo has early control feeding off the live crowd, but soon finds MDK has found a way back into this one. MDK begins his disection of the Georgia native much to the displeasure of those in attendance. Hondo begins his comeback getting the crowd behind him all the way, but then from nowhere MDK hits the 'Kill Shot'. Hondo...no doubt still his mind elsewhere on Sean Panche cannot get the shoulder up quick enough as the referee counts three. Winner, via pinfall: MDK Match Time: 13m54s Match Rating: 4 Stars After the match MDK walks down and sees a fan holding a Fallen Angel forever sign...MDK pulls it off the fan...goes over to the commentary booth and scribbles something on it...he holds it up to read 'Fallen Angel Forever MDK's Bitch'...he laughs as the show goes off the air. (END SHOW.)