Peace, would be furthered by the Olympic games....but peace could be the product only of a better world; a better world could be brought about only by better individuals; and better individuals could be developed only by the give and take, the buffeting and bettering, the stress and strain of fierce competition.
- Baron Pierre de Coubertin
[Hours before the event....]
(The camera fades in, but we do not see
the Sydney arena as expected. We open up to what looks to be a
prison cell. The camera is focused on a mirror above a sink.
Someone is rinsing their face. The man in the mirror's face still
isn't visible as he is washing his face, and the mirror is old,
and dirty. There is a clank from behind. The camera spins around
to see a bailiff. He is unlocking the "cage".)
Bailiff: C'mon, its time. We have a preacher here if you would
li--
Man: Fuck the preacher. I don't want a god damned preacher.
Bailiff: What would you like for your last meal?
Man: Damnit! I said let's get this shit over with! ALL RIGHT!
Bailiff: Calm down. Step out of the cell please.
(The man steps away from the mirror. He turns around, and its who
we all knew it would be, Prime Time. Prime Time is in
"prison garb". He gives the bailiff an evil look. A
look that says "I'm ready, but we will do this on my cue, at
my time".)
Prime Time: I'm ready, but we will do this on my cue, at my time.
Bailiff: Sir, we have it scheduled. It needs to be on time.
Prime Time: You think I give a shit about the rules? I'm the one
that's going to fucking die here. Not you. So just sit back, shut
the hell up, or I will shut you up.
(The bailiff steps back some. Prime Time grabs a nearby towel and
finishes drying himself off. He accidentally drops the towel but
he picks it back up and puts it back on the rack. The bailiff
looks at his watch as if he is getting impatient. Prime Time
notices it, and shrugs it off and continues doing his own thing.)
Bailiff: We need to get this show on the road.
Prime Time: Fine. Fine. Let's go.
(Prime Time makes his way towards the door of the cell, but
stops.)
Prime Time: Where is the room?
Bailiff: We are going down that hall, taking a left, then walki--
(The bailiff is abruptly stopped as Prime Time punches the shit
out of him. Prime Time looks down at the fallen cop, and spits on
him. Prime Time starts walking, with no direction..)
Prime Time: I'll find it myself.
(The cop starts to move a little bit. He puts his hand on his
radio..)
Bailiff: C-...cop down.. prisoner with-- with n-no... escort.
(There, the bailiff decides to just rest and wait for the medics.
He was hit really hard. The camera zooms in to get a good shot at
his bloody face. There is an indention.. brass knuckles. The
camera looks down the hall to see Prime Time turning the corner.
The cameraman runs to catch up. He finally does, only to see 3
cops wrestling Prime Time to the ground, and cuffing him. Prime
Time realizes that he is cuffed, and has three guys surrounding
him. So, he stops struggling, and lets them escort him. The
finally make their way into a bland room. The only thing in the
room is, a chair. And we all know what that chair is for. The
lock the door from the outside, and on the inside. A double lock.
They uncuff him.)
Cop: To steal a line from you, your time is up.
Prime Time: No my friend, you will learn soon, that your time is
up, and mine
is just beginning.
Cop: Just shut the fuck up and sit in the chair. We have a
barbeque today,
and you are the main course.
(Prime Time walks the long way around the chair, over the chords,
past the outlet that holds the key that is the end of his life.
Prime Time finally sits down in the chair, and the cops
immediately start strapping him in.)
Cop 2: Mr. Prime Time, do you understand what is going on today?
Prime Time: My time is just beginning...
Cop 2: (hesitates, a little confused) You are being strapped into
a chair right now, where soon a helmet shall be placed on your
head. That helmet is hooked up to wires that when I flip this
switch, it will shoot 100,000 volts through your body. I shall do
this for about 10 seconds. You will then be officially deceased.
We have 2 minutes until the time comes.
Prime Time: I have one last request. May I make it?
Cop 2: If we are able to fulfill it, we shall.
Prime Time: (as if he has something up his sleeve) I don't want
anyone to see me die. I would like the lights off.
Cop 2: I'm sorry, we can't do that. We have no way to prove that
you won't try to escape. It is federal law that the lights stay
on.
Prime Time: (not concerned about the answer at all) I understand.
Cop 3: It's almost time.
Prime Time: You are correct...
(The second cop looks at his watch. 30 seconds until he flips the
switch.)
Cop: Let me do it, I hate this bastard.
Cop 2: Very well. Hurry and get to the switch, 20 seconds.
(The cop makes it to the switch in 10. There is a calm
countdown.)
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
(The eager cop flips the switch early. Prime Time starts to
shake, and spasmin his chair. He lets out a scream of horrifying
pain until the switch is released and Prime Time falls limp. The
cop that flipped the switch grins with an evil grin. Suddenly, a
hurrying knock is heard at the door of someone anxious to get in.
The knock came unexpectedly. The three cops jumped. Cop 3 opens
the door. Running in is Darryl Marin.)
Darryl Marin: Do not execute that man!
Cop 2: I'm sorry sir, you are too late.
Darryl Marin: Damnit! I have a Governor's Pardon for you to let
him go! Ineeded him at my Pay-Per-View event tonight!
(All of sudden, in the background a noise is heard. Like screws
being pulled
out of metal, and things snapping and breaking.)
Prime Time: Don't worry, I'll be there.
(The cops look in awe of how Prime Time could live. They snap out
of it and go after Prime Time to cuff him. Prime Time takes one
and throws him into a nearby wall. The second cop comes running
at him and Prime Time back body drops him onto the floor. The
third cop is reluctant to go after Prime Time, but starts to
advance, slowly. When he gets close, Prime Time kicks him in the
stomach, and gives him a System Overload.)
Darryl Marin: How the...
Prime Time: I guess those acting lessons paid off.
Darryl Marin: I don't know what you've done, or why you are, but
we have a flight to catch. You have a long flight to Sydney,
because tonight, you have some wrestling to do. You'll be out of
the country, and the cops can't do anything to you.
Prime Time: My time is just beginning.
(They head out of the room and take a left. Coming from the right
is the bailiff Prime Time downed earlier.)
Bailiff: What the... The wire's on the ground are cut...
[Camera fades out.]
Through Myth and Legend, the Games can be traced to religious festivals, and warring of nations, held in tribute to honor the gods, and pagans of ancient times....
[A shot of Lennox holding the WFWA World Title above his head, symbolizing his superiorty at the top of the WFWA ranks...]
In the hearts of the crowd, these warriors and gladiators were immortal.......they could not die...
They were said to have bodies of great size....
[A shot of Diablo slides across the screen.]
Strength....
[A shot of Bryan Steele celebrating after a hard fought victory]
And beauty....
[Maloy posing in the ring to the crowd....]
The winners were said to be descendents of the gods, or superior beings.....
August 6th, 2000 A.D.
The time has come again..... for the peace has ended.....
KKKKKKKKAAAAAAABBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!
The World Fantasy Wrestling Alliance Proudly Presents
Live, From Sydney Austrailia
SUMMER GAMES
[The camera pans to the ring announcers area, focusing on IWF commentator, P.J. King, and BWA commentator, Greg "Great" White.]
*PJ: Hah! I got a free trip to Austrailia!
*Greg: Me too! This is great!
*PJ: Tonight Summer Games is going to be the pinnacle event the WFWA has had!
*Greg: We have some great matches, and guess what?!
*PJ: What?
*Greg: My Bayou is going to destroy your crappy Mexican fed!
*PJ: Bah! You've been drinking to much swamp water haven't you?
*Greg: [laughing] It still doesn't smell like piss though!
*PJ: The words have been thrown by both sides, and it shall be a heated battle.
*Greg: As will every other match in this event. If you don't mind me saying...ITS GONNA BE GREAT!!!
(The
camera opens with a shot of outside as a black Jeep Wrangler
pulls into the parking area as the fans in the arena start
cheering and booing as they see Micheal Lennox and Janice getting
out of the Jeep. Lennox looks ready for war dressed in blue
jeans, combat boots, a black/red "Wolverine" t-shirt
and a black leather jacket and carrying a duffel bag and a barbed
wire baseball bat and the WFWA World Heavyweight Championship as
Janice follows him wearing leather pants, a black tank top and
long coat, carrying a duffel bag of her own.
Lennox: You might want to leave me alone, cameraman. I'm in a bad
mood as it is and if you want an ass-whipping, get out of my way.
Lennox: Well, since you won't leave me alone, I got some comments
for you. It's the WFWA. It's Summer Games and I am here to do
what I damn well do best and that is beat the everliving shit out
of somebody. And you can beep and censor me if you dare but will
you be able to censor what I do in that ring tonight and walk out
with this belt still around my waist. Now, get out of my way.
(The technician just shakes his head and motions to Lennox and
points towards the arena as Lennox and Janice walk towards the
curtain.)
("Back In Black" blares from the PA as Micheal Lennox
walks out to a monstrous chorus of cheers from the fans as Lennox
looks around for a fight before rolling into the ring and stands
on the turnbuckles to salute the crowd with a double fist salute
as he gets another huge chorus of cheers as the ring announcer
grabs a mic and hands it off to Lennox who starts to walk around
in the ring.)
Lennox: CUT THE MUSIC!!!!!!!!!
[The music goes off as Lennox seems to be fuming.]
Micheal Lennox: GUESS WHAT, SYDNEY!!!. THE WOLVERINE HAS JUST
INVADED AUSTRALIA ONE MORE TIME!!!!!
[The fans continue to cheer on Lennox as he just stands there
taking it all.]
Micheal Lennox: Yeah, I guess that you guys in the back missed
me. No? Well, F*CK YOU TOO!!! Tonight, the WFWA has deemed in
their infinite wisdom to give the so-called superstars a shot at
being the number-one contender to the World Heavyweight Title.
[fans give a big pop.]
Micheal Lennox: Well, the WFWA wanted to bring a little chaos and
some much needed mayhem to the title picture around here. Well,
chaos is in the back and mayhem is standing right here. So, why
you Australian fans are cheering me out of the building. I want
you to do me a favor. I want you to cheer for The Nightbringer
tonight. I want you to cheer for R.J. Harris. I want you to cheer
for any of them. Cheer like you have nothing else to live for
because this guys 2 are going to put it all on the line for you
fans tonight. But, I got to tell you that I will put it all on
the line and I will be damned if we don't tear down this place
tonight.
(The fans cheer more then ever as they start to chanting for The
Wolverine.)
(Lennox climbs up on the turnbuckle and points at the direction
of the backstage curtains.)
Lennox: Now, boys, I know you are back there so I want you to
listen up real good.
(huge chorus of cheers from the fans.)
Lennox: I know you are pacing back and forth back there and we
all know that you want this belt as badly as I want to keep it
but tonight is is the night that I am about to find a number one
contender in the WFWA tonight. If you want to go one on one with
The Wolverine. Well, let me tell you what will go down. When you
walk down that aisle and step foot into this ring, you will get
this overwhelming feeling of me kicking your ass all over this
damn arena. Now, I know that the boys in the back are probably
telling you everything that you want to hear. But what they are
protecting you from is the harsh reality is that I am going to
rip your head off and I am going to hand it to you on a silver
platter. So, you can bet your bottom dollar that I will walk out
of here as the World Heavyweight Champion.
(the fans continue to chant and cheer loudly.)
Lennox: You want it, BRING IT!!!!!!
(Lennox drops the mic and climbs down from the turnbuckles as
"Back In Black" blares from the PA once more as Lennox
and Janice leave the ring.)
*Greg: Lennox is ready to rumble here tonight in Sydney!
*PJ: Look at this, one of your Bayou idiots just arrived...
[The camera switches to the parking garage underneith the Olympic Stadium, and Bryan Steele steps out of a black Lexus, carrying his duffle bag. Steele is wearing a tight white t-shirt and jeans.]
Steele: Whats up Sydney!
[Bryan smiles and the crowd lets off a pop.]
Steele: Never been here before, I kind of like this place...
[From behind, A man dressed in street clothes runs up, and clocks Steele with a golf club!! Steele falls to the floor, and the camera focuses on the man with the golf club....ITS SHOOTER MALOY!!! Maloy, with a cigarette in his mouth, takes the cigarette, and butts it out on Steele's arm!]
[Cut back to the ring....]
*Greg: Did you just see that!
*PJ: Of course I just say that!
*Greg: Maloy just put his cigarette out between Steele's tricep and bicep!!!
*PJ: Okay doctor Zues.
*Greg: Shut up.
*PJ: Hey look we are ready to go!
Round One Match
North Atlantic e-Wrestling Federation
.vs.
Limestone City Wrestling
(Team
NAeWF comes out to the NAeWF theme, lead by Blaze, the crowd
gives them a mild pop. They roll into the ring and stand waiting
for their opponents )
(The LCW them plays and out comes Tom Arson, Johnny Wannabe, and
Texas Lighting, the crowd boos...
(The lights slowly dim as red laser lights flash around the arena as "Back In Black" by AC/DC blares from the PA as Janice St. Martins, dressed in knee high black boots, a black miniskirt, a tied-off "Stampede - The Whole F'n Show" t-shirt and a longcoat as she leads a very determined individual as "The Wolverine" Micheal Lennox, dressed in black jeans, combat boots, a black sleeveless "Wolverine-Be The Best, Kill the Rest" t-shirt, taped fists and carrying a barbed-wire baseball bat with the WFWA World Heavyweight Title around his waist. The lights come back to normal as Lennox hits the ring and stands on the second turnbuckle to salute the fans with a double fist salute as the fans give a huge pop before handing the belt to the ref and hands the bat to Janice in the corner.)
*Greg: The World Champion is in the house!! This is SO GREAT!!!!
[Team
NAeWF attacks the three members of Team LCW. Ozone and Blaze grab
Tom Arson and throw him out of the ring, they follow, Texas
Lightning and Malovisa are trading blows with each other and they
fall out of the ring. Johnny Wannabe and Richie Clement are all
that is left. As Lennox sits down in the entryway and watches.
Wannabe grabs Clement by the back of the neck and hits a DDT and
follows it up with a leg bar. The Ref isn’t paying
attention, because he is getting everyone into their corners.
Lennox gets up and shots down to the ring and grabs a chair and
slides in. He and Wannabe put Clemet’s leg into the chair
and they both jump down on it, a loud crack is here, as Wannabe
slaps the leg bar back on and Lennox rolls out. The Ref checks
Clemet as he is screaming that he gives up.
Richie Clement is eliminated!
Ozone comes in and grabs Wannabe from behind and executes a belly
to back suplex and follows it up with a series of kicks to the
back of Johnny Wannabe. Ozone picks up Wannabe and throws him
into his corner and he points at Lennox, but Wannabe tags Texas
Lightning, he gets in and goes right into Ozone the two men match
each other blow for blow. Ozone sends Lightning into Team
NAeWF’s corner and he starts to talk to the ref as Blaze and
Malovisa work over Texas Lightning. Blaze takes Texas Lightning
outside the ring and picks up the protective mat. He sets
Lightning up for a piledriver and Malovisa jumps off, making it a
spike piledriver into the concrete floor. Texas Lightning is
busted open, as Blaze rolls him back in and Ozone goes for a
cover.
1…
2…
And a save by Tom Arson.
Ozone picks up Texas Lightning and throws him into the ropes,
Ozone puts his head down to go for a back flip, but Texas
Lightning comes off the rope and hits Ozone with a pedigree. Both
men fall lifeless to the ring, the ref begins his count.
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
6…
7…
8…
and Ozone gets up and jumps to his corner and tags Molavisa.
He comes over and picks up Texas Lightning and slaps a full
nelson slam and goes for a cover..
1…
2…
and a kick out but Texas Lightning
Molavisa looks a little angry as he stomps away on the bleeding
head of Texas Lightning. Blaze yells at Molavisa to finish off
Texas Lightning, so Molavisa picks up and executes a running
power bomb, but Texas Lightning’s foot is on the rope.
Molavisa throws Texas Lightning to the ropes and runs after him
with a clothesline, but Lightning ducks and tags Tom Arson who
comes in and is met by a boot to the face. Molavisa throws Tom
Arson over the top rope and Molavisa goes out after him. The two
men exchange blows as the ref counts..
1…
2…
3…
4….
5…
6…
Molavisa finally gets the advantage and powerbombs Tom Arson on
the concrete floor and slips in and the ref continues to count.
7…
8…
9…
Arson gets up , but trips on a TV cable.
10…
Tom Arson is eliminated!
Johnny Wannabe comes back in and goes to work on Molavisa,
Wannabe hits Molavisa with a flying forearm and mounts him and
punches away at Molavisa’s face. The ref tries to put Arson
off, but is shoved down, the ref gets back up and tells Arson to
stop or he will be disqualified. Arson gets off, but then picks
up Molavisa and sends him into the ropes. Arson goes low and hits
Molavisa in the groin. Molavisa falls down grabbing his groin in
pain. Arson stomps away at Molavisa and gets a few into the groin
area. Wannabe picks up Molavisa ant takes him over to a neutral
corner, he sets him up on the top turnbuckle and climbs up with
Molavisa. Wannabe picks up Molavisa and turns and plants him
groin first on the top rope. Molavisa hits and them falls head
first to the floor. Wannabe climbs back to the top turnbuckle to
jump off, but Blaze runs over and pushes him off and into the
crowd. Both Molavisa and Wannabe are laid out the ref counts.
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
6…
7…
8…
Both men get up, but Wannabe climbs onto the guardrail and flying
off with a cross body to Molavisa.
9…
10…
Both Molavisa and Johnny Wannabe are eliminated!
Ozone comes in and Michael Lennox comes in, the crowd goes wild.
Lennox grabs Ozone and throws him into a corner to the waiting
hands on Texas Lightning, who punches Ozone and stuns him.
Lightning grabs Ozone and drops him throat first on the top rope.
Ozone flips back and is met by Lennox with an inverted DDT.
Lennox picks up Ozone and sets him on the top rope and he tags in
Texas Lighting. The two men got to the top rope with Ozone and
execute a double Brainbuster. Texas Lightning goes for the cover
as the ref orders Lennox out. While the ref’s back is turned
Blaze off the top rope and hits Texas Lightning with a legdrop to
the back of the head. Blaze puts Ozone’s lifeless body on
top of Texas Lightning. The ref turns around and makes the count.
1…
2…
3…
Texas Lightning is eliminated!
Lennox comes in and jumps over Ozone and hits drop kicks Blaze to
the floor. Lennox turns around and rolls up Ozone and the ref
counts.
1…
2…
3…
Ozone is eliminated!
Blaze comes in as it is down to the two of them. Then lock up and
Blaze gets the advantage, he throws Lennox into the corner and
follows in with a splash. Lennox stumbles out of the corner and
Blaze hits him with a running bulldog. Blaze picks up Lennox and
hits him with a Powerbomb and rolls on top for the pin.
1…
Lennox Kick out.
Blaze goes out side and grabs a chair and rolls back in. He goes
to hit Lennox but the ref grabs it. Blaze turns to argue with the
ref and Lennox push Blaze into the ref. The ref’s head
bounces off the chair, Blaze gets back up and is met with a kick
to the stomach and a spinning DDT. Lennox grabs the chair and
puts into the middle of the ring. He picks up Blaze and executes
another spinning DDT on the chair. Lennox puts the Blaze’s
head between the folding chair and climbs to the top turnbuckle
and flies off with a double stomp to the chair. Lennox pulls the
chair off and throws it out of the ring. Blaze’s mouth and
nose are bleeding. Lennox goes over and revives the ref, he then
picks Blaze up and executes a fisherman’s suplex for the
pin, the ref counts.
1…
2…
3…
Blaze in eliminated!
“The Wolverine” Michael Lennox is the winner!
Lennox is celebrating in the ring and the crowd is going wild,
until R.J. Harris runs down and turns Lennox around and throws a
fireball into the face of Lennox. Lennox goes down in pain, as
Harris grabs a house microphone.
Harris: Lennox I told you at Summer Games you would find out what
true hell was, well that is a taste!
Harris throws down the mic and goes to the back. Several people
from the back come to the ring to look after Blaze and Lennox.
*Greg: That was Great!! I love R.J!!!
*PJ: A fireball? C'mon!!!
*Greg: Whats wrong with a fireball?
*PJ: Kind of tacky.
*Greg: What?
*PJ: Nevermind.... Well Micheal Lennox is the only member to survive this match and advance to the next round for LCW.
*Greg: That could hurt them in the long run.
*PJ: No kidding.(Sarcastically)
[The camera cuts to the back, following R.J. Harris back to his locker room...]
WHAM!!!!
[R.J Harris is laid out in the floor, before the figure
leaves, he talks.]
Shooter: [pompous] You said you wanted the best, well
Fagabond, you’ve got the best!
[The crowd fires off a pop, knowing who the man is…a last
shot of the man, we can see the same clothes that the man that
clubbed Steele was wearing...]
*Greg: Its Shooter Maloy!!!
*PJ: And he's clubbing the Bayou bitches!...I mean boys!!!
*Greg: Piss...Piss...Piss...
*PJ: Shut up.
*Greg: Okay, were even. Anyways, we just saw the WFWA's NAeWF promotion fall to the indy fed, LCW!
*PJ: Don't forget that the World Champion is on LCW!
*Greg: Whats up with that?
*PJ: I don't know, but Janice was wearing a Stampede shirt.
*Greg: hmm...ah..who cares.
*PJ: I think the next match is up!
*Greg: Thats Great!!!!
Round One Match
Buckeye Wrestling Commission
.vs.
Stampede Wrestling
[The lights fade out, and the Stampede logo flashes across the huge monitor in Olympic Stadium. Jeff Party steps out first to a huge crowd pop. Mike Sloan steps out next to another round of cheers. Next, one half of the WFWA tag team champions, The Missing Link, steps out holding the World tag belt over his head. The crowd lets off a huge cheer as Link makes his way to the ring. The lights fade out, and "Logan" flashes across the monitor and a spotlight flashes at the entrance way.]
*Greg: Where is Logan?
*PJ: I don't do...didn't he quit?
*Greg: Quit? That ain't great at all!
[Logan does not appear at the entrance way, and the members of team Stampede look pissed.]
*PJ: This doesn't bid well for Stampede.
[The lights fade, and the BWC logo appears. Jake Jackson steps out to a mixed reaction, as he walks to the ring. The BWC lightweight Champion, Rey Robertson appears next with the title wrapped around his waist. Robertson slowly makes his way to the ring, sucking up the applause from the crowd. "Lights Out Productions" appears on the monitor, as the crowd lets off a pop as Shawn Smith steps out with a huge smirk on his face. Smith makes his way to the ring, and rolls under the bottom ropes.]
*Greg: Jacobs is next right?
*PJ: Yep! I love that guy!!!
["Celebrity Deathmatch" by Xzibit errupts from the audio system, as the crowd goes into a frenzy as "The Savior" appears on the monitor. No one comes out for a moment then...
KAABBBBOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!
*Greg: Woooo!!!!
[Jacobs steps out wearing street clothes and holding a mic.]
Jacobs: Yo, yo cut my music.
[The music fades out.]
Jacobs: Well I did come to Sydney and plan on beating the hell out of all you Canadian cow fuckers, but now that I think about....
[Jacobs pauses.]
Jacobs: Screw it......I quit.
[Jacobs tosses the mic to the floor and walks back to the locker area. Shawn Smith looks shocked as Jacobs dissapears behind the curtain.]
*Greg: Jacobs just walked out of the WFWA!
*PJ: I know!!! I hate this!!!
DING, DING
[Party charges at Shawn Smith, and levels him with a lariat as the referee forces the other men out. AKM pulls Smith back up and whips him to the ropes. Smith reaches out for a tag to Jake Jackson, and he comes back, nailing AKM with a flying clothesline. Jackson steps in, and he pulls AKM off of the mat, and sends him into the corner. Jackson charges in for a splash, but AKM dodges and nails Jackson with a few hard corner stomps. AKM pulls Jackson out of the corner, and tags in Link. Jeff Party whips Jackson to the ropes as the Missing Link steps into the ring. Party goes for a lariat, but Jackson dodges out from under it, only to be caught with a big right hand from Link! Link pulls Jackson up to his feet, only to apply the Evolution! Jackson screams in pain, but can only tap out!!
*Jake Jackson has been eliminated!*
*Greg: Stampede puts down on BWC guy!
[Shawn Smith steps into the ring, but Link quickly gets up and nails him with a right hand. Link goes to tag in Jeff Party, but Party nails Link with a hard punch, knocking Link right into a reverse powerbomb by Shawn Smith! Smith makes the cover!
1...
2...
3!!!
*The Missing Link has been eliminated!*
*PJ: I can't believe it!! Link is out!! NO!!!
*Greg: Jeff Party looking to share the glory for himself!
[Sloan and Party begin a shouting match on the outside, but Sloan steps into the ring to face Shawn Smith. Smith and Sloan, but LOP members, lock up and trade rights and left hands. Smith over powers Sloan, and sends him to the ropes. Sloan comes back, and Smith catches him with a backdrop. Sloan flips over the back of Smith pulling him down into a sunset flip for the pin! Jeff Party quickly gets in the ring, and he helps Sloan hold down Party, well the referee makes a blind count!
1...
2...
3!!!
*Shawn Smith has been eliminated!*
[Smith gets back to his feet quickly, but Party nails him over the top rope with a clothesline! Smith falls to the floor, and from out of nowhere, Matt Party appears with a crow bar! Matt Party begins to beat down Smith repeatidly!]
*PJ: Those iron shots hurt!!!
[Rey Robertson steps in for the first time, and quickly Sloan nails him with a boot to the midsection, followed by a double underhook suplex! Sloan makes the cover!
1...
2...
Kickout by Roberston!
[Sloan pulls Robertson back up, but Robertson catches him off gaurd with an ace crusher!!! Roberston covers!
1....
2...
Kickout by Sloan!!
*Greg: BWC almost had there second victim!
[Sloan gets back to his feet, and Robertson grapples with him. Sloan rolls behind Roberston, and slams Rey to the mat with an aztecan suplex! Sloan gets up to tag in Party. Sloan begins stepping out of the ring, when Party calls him in for the double team. Mike Sloan turns back into the ring, only to be met with a big boot from Jeff Party! Sloan falls through the ropes and to the outside, as Party picks Robertson up off of the mat. Party nails Roberston into a HUGE doctor bomb, and makes the arogant cover...
1...
2...
3!!
*Rey Robertson has been eliminated!*
***The winners of the match, and advancing to Round Two, Team Stampede - Jeff Party, Mike Sloan. 0:18:23***
*Greg: Stampede wins!
*PJ: And BWC doesn't!! Hah, ha!!
*Greg: What a match this was!
*PJ: Look at Sloan, he looks shocked, and pissed at Party's selfish antics!
*Greg: But you play the games to win right!?
*PJ: DAMN RIGHT!
*Greg: Do you know whats next on the lineup?
*PJ: Yeah I know, my Mexico boys get to lick the Bayou babies.
*Greg: I beg to differ.
Round One Match
Independent Wrestling Federation
.VS.
Bayou Wrestling Alliance
[The lights fade out, and "Superbeast" by Rob Zombie pounds from the P.A. system as "The Immortal One" Diablo, steps out to a loud pop. Diablo, cloaked in black, slowly makes his way to the ring.]
*PJ: Now can any Bayou guys compare to that?
["Nightbringer" appears as Ryan Corey steps out to a loud chorus of cheers. NRC makes his way to the ring, and rolls under the bottom rope. Diablo and him exchange glances.]
*Greg: I bet your IWF team can't cooperate to even eliminate one of the Bayou boys.
*PJ: Shut up.
[The lights fade, and "Party Up" by DMX errupts from the P.A. as "Bruiser" appears on the monitor. "Bruiser" Brand Walters appears at the entrance way with Victoria Youngblood. Victoria has the IWF title held highly over head. Brand and Vicky make there way to the ring, and enter using the ring steps.]
*PJ: Hey, she's kind of cute.
*Greg: I can agree with that..
["Simply the Best" Flashes across the monitor and a set of spraying pyro light up as Shooter Maloy steps out onto the ramp posing for the crowd. Maloy recieves a pop as he makes his way to the ring, and slides under the ropes.]
*PJ: Team IWF is ready to rock!!
*Greg: Bah..BWA baby..
["Crippler" appears on the monitor, and the crowd lets off a huge pop....
KAAABBBBOOMMMM!!!!
Crippler appears at the entrance way wearing a BWA t-shirt. Crippler pulls the shirt off and tosses it into the crowd. He makes his way to the ring, and slides in.]
*PJ: I don't know if its stupidity or he's got water melons for balls, but he is just stepped in there with the whole IWF team!
*Greg: I know, isn't he Great!!!!
["Shaft" flashes across the screen, and his music hits, but no one appears at the entrance. A moment passes, then "The Future" Seth McClure steps out, and begins walking to the ring.]
*Greg: Here comes Seth!
*PJ: What the hell is this?
*Greg: He's the alternate!
*PJ: Alternate? You can't have an alternate in the games!
*Greg: PWA did!
*PJ: No they didn't, they had a "mystery man" there is a big difference!!!
[Security heads to the ring, to head of Seth, and "The Future" is filled with rage as he is forced to the back.]
*Greg: This is not great at all..
["Mighty Raw" by Vagabond hits, and R.J. Harris steps out onto the ramp to a big pop. R.J. has big welt on his forehead from the golf club shot from Maloy. R.J. stares intensly at the ring, and he charges down the ramp and slides in. Harris runs at Maloy, and clocks him over the top rope with a clothesline!]
*PJ: Here we go!!!
[NRC and Walters attack Crippler and pound him in the corner with chops and stomps. Diablo stands in the middle of the ring, and tells "Bruiser" and Corey to whip Crippler towards him. Both men do so, and Diablo catches Crippler in a choke hold.]
*Greg: Oh no!!!
*PJ: Its going to be chokeslam!
KKKKAAAABBBBBOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!
[Bryan Steele's music hits, and Steele runs out from behind the curtain and heads to the ring. Steele slides in, and flattens NRC and Walters with a double clothesline. Diablo lets go of Crippler and charges at Steele, but Bryan ducks underneith a boot from Diablo, and catches the big man with a kneebreaker! Diablo rolls out of the ring, and Steele recieves a HUGE pop from the crowd!]
*Greg: Steele is GREAT!!!
[The referee begins sorting team members out forcing them into there respective corners. Corey and Steele start off, and both men lock up. Steele quickly grapples NRC into a standing headlock, but NRC reverses into a arm bar. Steele again reverses into an armbar of his own, but Corey, again reverses bring Steele down into a cajun crossface. Steele is close to the ropes, and he reaches out for a break.]
*PJ: If you want to get technical, your not going to beat Ryan Corey!
[Corey pulls Steele back up to his feet, and he tosses him to the ropes. Steele reaches out and tags Crippler as he hits the ropes. Steele comes back and Corey goes for a lariat, but Steele ducks under it. Corey doesn't see Crippler come in from behind, and Crippler nails NRC with a bulldog faceslam! Crippler covers!
1...
2...
Kickout by Corey!
*PJ: C'mon boys!!!
[Crippler pulls Corey up, and whips him into the corner. Crippler paces in, but Corey charges out nailing him with a spear! Corey heads to his corner and tags in Walters! The IWF champ quickly jumps in the ring, and begins stomping on Crippler. Walters lifts Crippler up, and executes a ravor suplex. Crippler lands hard on his shoulders, and Walters covers!
1...
2...
Save by Harris!
[Maloy jumps in and nails Harris with a spinning dropkick! Maloy is forced out, as Walters pulls Crippler back to his feet. "Bruiser" sends Crippler into the IWF corner. Diablo holds Crippler in the corner as Walters lays the boots into him. Steele tries to jump in, but the referee holds him back. Walters tags in Diablo and the "Immortal One" sends Crippler out of the corner with a hip toss. Diablo paces towards Crippler, and pulls him off the mat. Diablo scoops Crippler up in a body slam, but Crippler slides over the back of Diablo, and hits a russian legsweep! Crippler goes to his corner, and tags in Harris! R.J. jumps into the ring, and charges at Diablo nailing him with a kick to the midsection. Diablo keels over and Harris goes for a powerbomb, but Diablo holds on, and nails R.J. with a backdrop driver! Diablo drags Harris into the IWF corner, and tags in Shooter Maloy! Maloy leaps to the top rope, and drops a huge somersault leg drop onto Harris! Maloy covers!
1...
2...
Kickout by Harris!!!
*PJ: That was three!
*Greg: No it wasn't!
[Maloy pulls Harris up to his feet, and Maloy climbs to the second turnbuckle.Maloy grabs Harris's head and leaps out for a swining DDT, but Harris catchs him, and hammers him hard to the mat with a spine buster! Harris covers!
1...
2...
Maloy gets his shoulder up!!!
[R.J. pulls Shooter up and whips him to the ropes, but Maloy springboards off the ropes and comes back with a moonsault dropkick!!]
*Greg: What a move by Shooter!
[Maloy stands over R.J. and poses for the crowd.]
*PJ: Heh..heh...look at him go!
[Maloy begins pulling Harris back up, but R.J. pulls Maloy down into a small package!
1...
2...
Kickout by Maloy!!!
*Greg: Thats what you get for show boating!!
[Harris quickly tags in Bryan Steele, as Maloy gets back to his feet.]
*Greg: Here we go now!!!
[Steele nails Maloy with a huge clothesline. Walters jumps in the ring and runs at Steele, but Steele catches him with a devestating spine buster! Steele picks Maloy back up and whips him to the ropes, but Maloy grabs the ropes and slides to the outside.]
*PJ: No one ever said Shooter was stupid!!
[Steele walks to the ropes and begins taunting Maloy, but quickly, Maloy grabs Steele's feet and pulls him to the outside. Shooter slides back in, and tags in NRC. Corey steps through the ropes as Steele rolls back into the ring. Corey and Steele lock up, but Corey gains the advantage with a knee to the midsection. Corey grabs Steele and goes for a DDT, but Steele blocks, and nails a Northern Lights Suplex!! Steele covers!
1...
2...
3!!!
*PJ: WWWOOOHHHH!!!!
*Ryan Corey has been eliminated!*
[Corey gets up to his feet and shakes his head in disbelief as he has just been eliminated.]
*Greg: Steele just beat out Corey its three on three now!!!!
[Walters jumps in the ring quickly, and he nails Steele with a boot to the back. Steele drops to the mat, and Walters stomps on him repeatedly. Walters pulls Steele to his feet and sets him up for a suplex. Steele blocks, but Walters grabs his leg, and executes a fisherman's suplex! He holds for the pin!
1...
2...
3!! No!!!! Steele kicked out!!!
*PJ: That was three you blind ass ref!!!
[Walters pulls up Steele and nails him with a series of rights that stumble Steele back into the Bayou corner. Steele tags in Crippler and Crippler leaps over the ropes and nails Walters with a slingshot bodyblock! Crippler pulls Walters to his feet, and whips him to the ropes. Walters comes back as Crippler sets him up for a backbody drop. Out of nowhere, Steele cuts across and nails Walters with diamond cutter!]
*Greg: The Bayou Death Drop!!!
*PJ: You mean a Dudley Death Drop?!
*Greg: ...er...yeah...
[Diablo and Maloy jump into the ring and Shooter sends Steele out with side kick. Crippler gets back to his feet, and he turns right into a scoop up by Diablo!!!]
*PJ: He's done now!!!
*Greg: CRADDLE PILEDRIVER!!!!
[Diablo grabs Walters and puts him over Crippler!
1...
2...
3!!!
*Crippler has been eliminated!!!*
*Greg: You damn cheaters!!!!
[Harris jumps in, and levels Maloy from behind with a lariat. Maloy drops to the mat, and Harris stomps on him repeatedly. Walters slowly gets back to his feet, and stumbles to his corner to tag in Diablo. Diablo enters and grabs R.J. from behind and clubs him with an overhand right. Harris drops to one knee and Diablo applies a stepover facelock. Harris struggles in pain, but manages to get his arms free and break the hold. Diablo pulls Harris up, and whips him to the ropes. Diablo is waiting for Harris to return, when from the top rope, Steele comes flying in, nailing Diablo with a 450 flying elbow attack!!!]
*PJ: That was uncalled for!!!!
[Harris comes back, and drops a huge leg drop onto Diablo and makes the cover! Walters and Maloy jump in, but Steele nails them both with a double flying neckbreaker!!!
1...
2...
3!!!
Diablo has been eliminated!!!
*PJ: You Bayou bastards!!!!
[Diablo gets back to his feet quickly, enraged at what just happened. As Harris is walking away, Diablo grabs him, and drops him with a huge chokeslam! Steele turns to Diablo and nails him from behind with a dropkick, knocking Diablo out of the ring! Maloy gets to his feet, and notices Harris layed out on the mat. Maloy runs to ropes and springboards off nailing the CRYSTAL CLEAR!!! Maloy hooks the leg!!
1...
2...
3!!!
*R.J. Harris has been eliminated!!!*
*PJ: Hah!! Take that!
*Greg: Are you always this annoying?
*PJ: Of course! Its Walters and Maloy against Steele!!
[Steele turns back to see Harris being eliminated by Maloy, but he knows he hasn't made it in time. Steele attacks Maloy and pulls him back to his feet. Maloy tries to break free with an eye gouge, but Steele nails a face rake of his own! Maloy stumbles back, but Steele grabs him and hoists him up in a suplex hold. Steele spins twice and drops Maloy with a brainbuster!!! Steele covers!!!
1...
2...
3!! NO!!! Walters in with the save!!!
[Walters pulls Steele off of Maloy, and swings at him with a right, but Steele blocks and nails an ace crusher on Walters! Walters drops and rolls to the outside! Steele, getting an insanely huge pop from the crowd pulls Steele back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Maloy comes back, but someone slides into the ring, and grabs Steele from behind and plants him with a reverse DDT!!!]
*Greg: Who is that!
*PJ: I don't know! The ref didn't see it though, he's watching Walters on the outside!
[The unknown man grabs Walters and pulls him over the fallen Steele! The man rolls to the outside and pulls off the baseball cap shadowing his face...]
*Greg: ITS PHIL EXEL!!!!!!!!!!
[The referee looks back into the ring to see Maloy covering Steele. The ref makes the count...
1...
2...
3!!!
*Bryan Steele has been eliminated!*
***The winners of the match, advancing to Round Two, Shooter Maloy & Brand Walters; 0:32:11***
*PJ: Exel just cost BWA the match!
*Greg: Listen to this crowd boo!!!
[Exel pulls out a mic!]
Exel: I just BURST the WFWA's bubble they've been living in and I'm here on their doorstep.The REAL World champion. For weeks Ryansup you've proclaimed BWA's "greatness" but its been ME that put that place on top in the ratings by my appearances Week in and Week out. Vince Webb couldn't stop me but I'm bored with all them, BWA isn't up to speed ANYMORE. And Ryansup, YOU have GOT..to KNOW...I'm in the WFWA. And for all you MARKS out there crying about ME standing here in this ring. Well "X" spots...THE MARKS !!!
[Crowd continues the loud booing.]
Exel: The WFWA's "WORLD" is now over.And here's the man who helped open the door and let me in....
[Steele gets up to his feet, and grabs Exel from behind and sets him up for a reverse DVD. Exel breaks free, and slides out of the ring.]
*Greg: Who was Exel calling out?
*PJ: I have no clue!
*Greg: I can't wait to see who!
*PJ: Guess what?
*Greg: What?
*PJ: IWF WON!!!
*Greg: Thanks to Exel I may add.
*PJ: Hah...isn't it GREAT though?
*Greg: You can't say that!
*PJ: (laughing) ..Whatever..
*Greg: Guess what is next!