Post by Alice White on Sept 3, 2013 14:48:22 GMT -5
This battle royal was ridiculous. Please note, it was an over-the-top-rope style match, and if you missed it, you missed out on some fun, let me tell you. The entrants came out one by one, and the reaction was pretty big for all of them, being some of the best alumni to enter NAW in the past. The Black Circle Boys entered first, and the crowd popped loud, and Lark Fenriz looked to be enjoying his time back here a lot, Shawn Ryder being sure not to butt in front of him or get out of line. As they rolled into the ring, the sirens sounded, signalling the arrival of the Vice Squad, who got the biggest pop of any of these guys. It was absolutely ridiculous. Dick McSexton couldn't wait to get out here, interrupting, followed closely by Owl Man, who was interrupted by Tucker, who was munching on a Big Mac in one hand, a whopper in the other, and a bucket of KFC chicken being held in the fold of one of his chubby arms. Cthuluson came out next, followed by his "lovely" assistant. Scotty Blazer came out, looking modest as ever, and last but not least, we had our very own Steven Yellow(formerly Gold) joining us.
The ten guys all looked absolutely at home in the ring. John Tucker and Owl Man were the two who appeared to be in the most heated of battles. The Vice Squad and Black Circle Boys were also exchanging some big blows out there. Steven Gold and Scotty Blazer were the first two who looked like it could be the end for them though, and Blazer ducked an attempted Kickoff from Gold, though Gold turned around and met a running Blazer with a huge Clothesline that caused the entire ring to shake, although that could have been John Tucker who just hit Dick McSexton with a big fat splash. Gold made quick work of Blazer though, easily tossing him over the top rope.
Rebecca: Scotty Blazer has been eliminated!
Shawn Ryder and Lark Fenriz took advantage of a huge Black Circle Cutter from Fenriz on Carter, and were able to double team Hank Sharpe for some time, before hitting him with a Double Clothesline that sent him over the top rope, although Ryder went over with him, not realizing the power that he was putting behind the shot apparently.
Rebecca: Hank Sharpe and Shawn Ryder have been eliminated!
John Tucker and Owl Man were exchanging blows again, with Dick McSexton appearing to be dead after that top rope splash from Tucker, and Tucker quickly tossed Owl Man over the top rope, but Owl Man was somehow swift and agile in a move that kept him on the ring apron, but Tucker belly bumped him and sent him into the guardrail.
Rebecca: Owl Man has been eliminated!
Steven Gold looked to have taken off Dick McSexton's head with a ginormous Kickoff, and the crowd loved it. He turned around to put his focus on Fenriz and Carter, who were once again doing battle, when he was met with a heel kick out of nowhere from Cthuluson. The few cult-like members of Cthuluson's fan base went absolutely berserk from the shot, and he followed it up by running to the corner, pouncing onto the top rope, and doing a full backflip, landing his feet right onto the midsection of Gold, then hopping into the air and landing a huge elbow drop. John Tucker took Dick McSexton and rubbed his face all into Tucker's greasy man boobs, and the crowd got a good laugh out of it, as McSexton rolled out of the ring, gagging and choking while a ref checked on him. Cthuluson and Tucker now double teamed Gold and managed to work together to get him over the top rope, but Tucker bumped Cthuluson hard, then backed up and ran at him, sending him over the top rope as well.
Rebecca: Steven Gold and Cthuluson have been eliminated!
The field was narrowed down quite quickly now, with the only ones who were physically inside the ring being Carter, Fenriz, and Tucker. Tucker was tired though, and took it upon himself to lean on a turnbuckle, while Fenriz and Carter put on a show. Carter hit Fenriz with a few right hands before running to the ropes and coming back with a leg lariat, which was almost, but not quite enough, to send Fenriz out of the ring. Fenriz rolled to the apron, and Shawn Ryder helped him to his feet. After that, Fenriz hopped onto the top rope as Ryder swiftly sent a fucking FIREBALL! The fireball hit Carter right in the face, and while he was blinded, Fenriz hit him with a Cutter, then tossed him out of the ring, but while he was celebrating, he was hit by Gold with a Kickoff and also went over the top rope to the outside!
Rebecca: Lark Fenriz and Lance Carter have been eliminated!
Gold walked around the ring in a celebration lap, then looked at the chubby man in the corner, running and hitting him with a quick Corner Splash. Tucker stumbled out of the corner and Gold then hit him with some right hands before slamming him to the mat with a Scoop Slam. He looked to be in absolute control of this situation for about three full minutes, just making Tucker look like a clown, when McSexton came at him as he turned around once, hitting him with a huge Diving Crossbody. McSexton ducked under a clothesline, and hit him wtih a perfect Pele Kick, then got to his feet and sent Gold, as well as himself, over the top rope with a running dive! Both men hit the floor on the outside and the bell rang loudly, the crowd and everyone else in complete and total shock.
Rebecca: Dick McSexton and Steven Gold have been eliminated! The winner of the Alumni Battle Royal is the Overweight Champion of the World....JOHN TUCKER!
Several of the fans cheer loudly, while a few of the hardcore wrestling puritans look on in disgust, thinking this comedy character winning is an absolute disgrace, as we go into the regular show introduction.
The NAW logo fades in on the screen, followed by the CWC Logo, which reads "We Are CWC" and we hear the crowd going wild as we to into a video package showing some of the stories from the past few shows. Including several moments from the NAW Title tournament. Sebastian Jankowski taps out in Trent Brown's Figure Four, Thad Jefferson manages to get the best of James Weck, and the Madman is the last thing we see, a smile on his face as he strolls to the backstage area. We cut to Madison Square Garden, where the fans are going wild. We cut from several shots to see some of the signs that fans have made for this memorable evening. Some of the signs include:
"Don't Blink. Blink and you die."
"Marry me Jordan Keyser!"
"Don't Stop the Madness!"
"I Hear the Warrior's Call!"
There are a lot of other memorable signs as well, but these are the ones we cut to. The pyrotechnic display continues for several more seconds, the longest one that an NAW crowd has experienced, as we cut to the commentary table.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for joining us on this occasion! We're at Madison Square Garden, where we are holding our first anniversary show, as well as the yearly awards ceremony! We want to thank you again for taking the time to see this, and we have an awesome night in store for you!
Torres: You're damn right, Gould! We're seeing two triple threat matches for the NAW and Television Championships, as well as a Stairway to Hell match for the Chaos title! This is gonna be huge! Hell yes we're pumped!
The guitar solo fades out, and the camera stays on the two.
Gould: Last night was the awards ceremony and Hall of Fame induction ceremony, and now we're going to take you to a clip from that, as well as others later tonight that will be randomly dispersed throughout the show.
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We're brought in to a very sophisticated setting at Madison Square Garden. Not your average wrestling or basketball set up, but more of a concert setup. The floor, where the ring or court would normally be, is instead filled with cheering fans, VIP's and some staff members, and the arena is packed for this show, a thing that we still aren't used to seeing at NAW. It's a very entertaining atmosphere to say the least, and the crowd is very ready for this show. Finally, "Now We Run" by Steve Vai plays, and from behind the curtain, we see first Malcolm Gould, sporting a very nice tuxedo, black tuxedo with a red vest, white shirt, and red tie, while Jim Torres is not quite so fancily dressed, instead sporting a nice powder blue suit and tie combo. They both give a bow as they receive cheers, and head up to the podium on the stage.
Gould: Hello everyone and welcome to the first ever NAW Awards and Hall of Fame Ceremony! Jim Torres and myself will be hosting it this year, and we have quite a bit in store for you, including appearances by several celebrities, and our first ever Hall of Fame inductions!
Torres: We've got quite a few awards to hand out though, and we're all pretty new at this, so we do ask that you bear with us, and thanks a lot, ladies and gentlemen. We're expecting to see some of the best we got here, including our Champion, Jordan Keyser!
Most of the people cheer loudly at the mention of Keyser.
Gould: And our first award of the night to hand out is going to be Feud of the Year! We had a lot of great things going on, and some awesome builds toward some of the biggest matches in our company's history. The nominees are:
- Kandi Washington and the NAW\
- Steven Gold and Gunner Hughes
- Virgil Keenan and Gunner Hughes
- Virgil Keenan and Drake Knight
- Kandi Washington and Akrista Walsh
A video package shows moments from each of these feuds, the crowd cheering at some major spots. As the package comes to a close, we see Gould and Torres again, Gould holding an envelope now.
Gould: The winner is...... Virgil Keenan and Gunner Hughes!
The crowd cheers, expecting that though, honestly, and they continue as we fade back to the show.\
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When we come back to the arena, we hear "Bitch Please" hit, meaning only two people could possibly be coming, and after a couple of seconds, we see Jake Norton and Farah Khan making their way down the ramp and look to be heading for the commentary table.
Torres: Oh, cool, likes we have some company. It's our special guest hosts, Gould!
Jake Norton and Farah make their way directly to the table, sitting on either side of the commentators and put on a pair of headsets.
Norton: Great to be here, or so I wish I could say that. This Morgan is a little full of himself, setting up a Hall of Fame show this quick?
Gould: It's called respect for his employees, although I guess you wouldn't know a whole lot about respect, would you?
Torres: Gould, these are our guests, be nice.
Norton: Well, there's a requirement that what is asked to be respected deserves respect, and I have yet to see it deserved, alas, there is none to give. Thanks though.
Gould sighs into the headset and shakes his head.
Seifer Black Armstrong vs Marco Uribe
The crowd gives out some boos as "AntiChrist Superstar" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system. Smoke pours out over the stage as the lights go dark, and Seifer Black Armstrong is seen coming out onto the stage with a blacklight shining down on him. His wife, Chelsea, is seen behind him as he drops to his knees and looks around at the crowd, staring left, then right, then left again.
Rebecca: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada..... being accompanied by Chelsea.... Seifer Black Armstrong!
He spits something out of his mouth as he holds his arms out to form a cross, and starts to fall forward, then crawls across the stage and out onto the ramp, then hops up to his feet as he gets to the ramp. They get to the bottom of the ramp and Seifer hops up onto the ring apron, Chelsea walking around the ring, as Seifer climbs up and balances his way across the rope to the turnbuckle, then leaps off just before flames erupt from the turnbuckles. He laughs for a minute as the lights cut to black again.
Voice: Who you tryna get crazy with, ese? Don't you know I'm loco?
The crowd cheers as the heavy bass of "Insane in the Brain" hits the PA system, and after a couple seconds, Marco Uribe appears on the stage alongside his tag team partner, Diego Martinez. The two make their way down the ramp, and Marco hurries down, sliding into the ring. He and Seifer start to exchange blows, and the bell rings. Seifer gets the upper hand fairly quickly as he forces Marco into the corner. He takes a step back and charges, hitting Marco with a huge boot to the face, and when Marco falls forward, Seifer takes advantage by digging a knee into his spine as he pulls an arm back. Marco shouts and screams, flailing about with his free limbs, finally getting a leg to a rope, and Seifer is forced to break the hold. Marco rolls onto his back and Seifer goes to pick him up, but Marco kicks him, and he is forced to take a couple steps back.
Gould: Wow, I think this went a little bit differently than we thought it would, right?
Torres: Really? Marco Uribe sucks, Gould. It's not too surprising that he's getting the hell beat out of him.
Jake Norton: “Do you think Marco is PREPARED to make the SACRIFICE?”
Farah Khan: “? What?”
Jake Norton: “The truest darkness and none of them will truly be the same when they come in contact with it.”
Farah Khan: “Oh. You must be quoting one of these dimwits.”
Jake Norton: “Exactly, baby, the pay per view is the future, and a new victim has presented himself for sacrifice. Another pitiful creature, another lamb to the slaughter.”
Farah Khan: “When did John Chellios enter the building?”
Jake Norton: “Too soon. Rest in peace, laptop killer.”
Seifer comes at Marco, who ducks a clothesline, and when Seifer turns, he is met with a dropkick. Seifer takes a step back from the shot, and Marco charges at him, hitting him with a leg lariat, which still doesn't take Seifer down, but does force him to lean on a rope. Marco comes at him one more time and is sent out of the ring and into a pile with Diego, who attempts to break his fall. The crowd laughs as the two scramble to their feet, and Marco slides into the ring, only to be met with some huge stomps on Marco's spine. He picks Marco up from behind and sends him hard onto the mat with a German Suplex, and comes over for a cover.
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Kickout by Marco! Marco starts to get up when Diego slides into the ring and starts wailing on Seifer, knocking him down as Marco rolls out of the ring to collect himself for a minute. Marco gets back in after a second, and Diego whips Seifer into the corner, then drops onto his hands and knees. Marco dives off of him, leaning back and completing their attempt of Crossing the Border, to a pretty nice crowd pop. They leave the ring, and the crowd sort of actually cheers them on.
Winner: Seifer Black Armstrong via Disqualification.
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We cut to backstage, where we see Alex Morgan walking through a hallway with Mitch Thompson. He passes Robert Martin, and they give each other nods.
Morgan: Hey, have you see Isaac Bloom? Last I heard anything he was giving one of my roster members a hard time, and that's not what I brought you guys on board for.
Martin: I heard about that, Alex, and I have to say, I agree with Isaac on this one. You can't have these guys running around rampant, doing the things they're doing. Quite frankly, it's bad for business.
Morgan shakes his head and looks at Martin.
Morgan: Whatever, but Martinez is one of the toughest SOB's on my roster. Don't have Bloom running around scaring off my people.
Martin holds his arms up.
Martin: Wouldn't dream of it, Alex. I'll keep an eye on Isaac and send along the message, but what he does isn't what I say. He does have a mind of his own, and a pretty nice stock in the company. He's just looking out for the greater good.
Morgan shakes his head again and laughs as they walk away and he and Martin go their separate ways.
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Jenny Smith vs Katherine Brock-Brown
The crowd erupts in boos immediately as Catherine Zeta-Jones' rendition of Hit Me With Your Best Shot, from the film Rock of Ages, echoes throughout the Garden. The lights dim and a lone spotlight is seen, center-stage. Jenny Smith is seen facing away from the crowd, one hand on her hip, her other hand up in the air flashing a "peace" sign. A quick pyrotechnic explosion goes off and she turns around quickly, looking around at the fans, the world's biggest smile on her face.
Gould: Here comes tonight's challenger, and Jim, she's out for blood tonight. She really wants that title.
Torres: She does, and I feel like tonight could be her night. Katherine Brock is clearly not fit to be a champion, needing to take a show off before this.
Norton: While I don't care for Mrs. Brown, I already addressed that, Torres, and there's really no excuse to be bitching about that. It's ridiculous.
Rebecca: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the NAW Femme Fatale Championship! Entering the ring first, from Amsterdam... The Dutch Diva... Jenny Smith!
Jenny smiles as she skips down the ramp to the ring, climbing up onto the ring apron. She glares over the ring at the announce table, where Farah Khan leans back in her seat and props her feet on the announce table, a smirk on her face as well. Jenny gets into the ring and hops over to the corner nearest Farah and holds her arms high, Farah just shaking her head. Jenny hops down and turns to face the ring as her music fades out. In fades "Fastest Girl in Town" by Miranda Lambert, and the crowd begins to cheer.
Gould: Here's the champ everyone, and the crowd just loves her!
Katherine Brock-Brown appears on the stage, a smile on her face as she adjusts the championship belt that adorns her and she looks down the ramp at Jenny, who is in her ready-to-go stance. Katherine makes her way down the ramp, greeting some of the children in tonight's crowd, and slides into the ring. She hands Eddie Higgins her belt and backs into her own corner.
Rebecca: And her opponent, from Buckner, Missouri.... katherine Brock-Brown!
The crowd cheers her on which makes her smile even more, and she gets ready to go as well. The bell rings and the two women move in to the center of the ring. Katherine goes to lock up, but Jenny ducks and moves behind her. Katherine is quick to turn her attention though, and Jenny goes for a kick, but Katherine catches the leg. Jenny hops up and down on one foot and goes for an Enziguiri, but Katherine ducks and Jenny whiffs the kick, just barely missing the side of Katherine's head. Katherine gives the leg a shove and watches Jenny tumble to the mat. Jenny gets right back to her feet though, and they circle the ring, sizing up the opposition and looking for some sort of weakness.
Norton: Can we please note that Farah beat Jenny into the ground at the last Meltdown, so if she wins, there's no reason that they don't just hand the belt to Farah?
Gould: Jesus, can we just watch the match, then discuss championships? And there's Jenny, ducks a clothesline from Katherine, and a nice diving Crossbody from the Dutch Diva!
Jenny hurries to her feet and runs to the ropes again, bounding off and hitting Katherine, who just got to her feet with another diving Crossbody, this time she hooks both of Katherine's legs.
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T--Katherine gets out! Katherine pushes Jenny off of her and gets to her feet. Jenny backs up a few steps, heads for Katherine, but Katherine is ready this time and gets her with a boot to the head that almost takes it off. Katherine grabs Jenny by the hair now, whipping her into the corner. She walks over and kicks Jenny in her ribs with the left, then the right, then the left again. She takes a few steps back, charging in like a bull and hitting a huge Clothesline that squishes Jenny into the corner, and the Dutch Diva collapses to the mat, grasping her sides in pain. Katherine picks her up again, but Jenny shoves her and backs into the corner. Katherine comes at her and she pulls herself off of her feet, able to meet Katherine's face with both soles and Katherine hits the mat hard.
Torres: There we have Jenny getting herself right back into things. Very nice championship material.
Jenny charges and hits Katherine with a diving Clothesline, then hurries to her feet and follows up with some stomps and an elbow drop. She lays over Katherine and lays into her with some right hands now, and Katherine pulls herself to the ropes, causing Higgins to start the break count. Jenny utilizes all of the count that she can before getting to her feet. Higgins advises her to stay back until Katherine is up, and Katherine gets to her feet quickly with the help of the ropes. Jenny goes to charge again, but Katherine dumps her over the top rope to the outside.
Gould: Wise move by Katherine, and this can bide her some time to get freshened up a bit.
Farah Khan: “These bitches...”
Jake Norton: “Are your only competition.”
Farah Khan: “What happens after I kill them?”
Jake Norton: “I... don’t know.”
Farah Khan: “Well, you should figure that out for me, taskmaster.”
Jake Norton: “Perhaps I can get you booked against the LEGENDARY DAVID FRAGGLE!”
Farah Khan: “Isn’t his name Judas?”
Jake Norton: “Either or – both are shit.”
Jenny rolls onto her stomach and leans on her elbows for a second as Higgins starts his count. (....1 .....2) Jenny gets to her feet using the guardrail, and a few fans feel the need to pat her on the back. She leans on the railing and Katherine smiles out at her. (.....3 .....4) Katherine runs to the opposite ropes, then slingshots back and dives over the top rope, taking out an awaiting Jenny, and this restarts the count as both women roll onto their backs to catch their breath. Katherine is to her feet very quickly though, and she rolls Jenny into the ring, then slides in herself. She grabs Jenny, who was on her hands and knees, by the hair, and yanks her to her feet. She lifts Jenny up from behind, and does a sort of Underhook to Jenny's arms, and carries her around for a second. Jenny panics and squirms a lot, showing that this isn't locked in quite yet, and Jenny is dropped. She stumbles for a second, but gets steadied, and turns around, ducking a Clothesline and hitting Katherine with a spinning wheel kick. Katherine doesn't let it keep her down though, and gets to her feet. Jenny does as well and lands a Dropkick that does keep Katherine down for a couple seconds.
Torres: Come on Jenny, she can't have a whole lot left in the tank, let's get that belt!
Jenny goes for a cover quickly, picking up a two count, but Katherine gets a shoulder up just in time. Jenny is furious, and she hurries to her feet, pulling Katherine by the hair. Katherine kicks her in the midsection, then whips her into the ropes. Jenny comes back with a forearm smash to Katherine's face, and they both get up again then and stare each other down. After they start to circle the ring once more, Katherine sets up and completes her finisher, The End, and covers.
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"Fastest Girl in Town" hits the system, and the crowd cheers as Katherine is handed her championship belt. She smiles as she heads up the ramp and jenny looks up at her in complete disbelief and astonishment.
Winner: Katherine Brock via pinfall at 5:22
Malcolm Gould: “Hey, where are you two going?!”
As Norton unbuttons his purple coat while walking up the steel steps at a relaxed pace, Farah Khan springboarded off some ropes to drive both knees against the backside of Jenny Smith, thus sending her tumbling into a corner and crashing face-first against the bottom buckle. Next, Khan leaps at a stirring Katherine Brock so to blast her with a knee that lays her flat out once again. From there, Khan has mounted Katherine and is now slamming hammer-like fists upon the Champion’s face, and thus blood gushes from Katherine’s now-broken nose.
Malcolm Gould: “Dear lord...”
Jim Torres: “Yup, everybody better get started on those prayers for Katherine. She’s gonna need a lot of them.”
Malcolm Gould: “Khan’s supposed to be the Host of our Hall of Fame! This isn’t right!”
Finally inside the ring, Jake Norton places his hands on his hips, looking like a mobster carrying out a hit. But the real hitman is without a doubt Farah Khan, who has left behind a terribly bloodied Katherine Brock to attend to a whimpering Jenny Smith.
Malcolm Gould: “Security! Doctors! Mister Morgan! Anyone, please! Stop this madness!”
Jim Torres: “It’s already set in, Malc. And this is pro’ wrestling after all. All we can do is watch.”
Malcolm Gould: “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???”
Exhausted and wounded, Jenny Smith clearly cannot defend herself after the demanding match she fought mere moments ago, and so Farah Khan mercilessly rams a knee against her face over and over and over and over again. Seven strikes later, Jenny too is losing an appalling amount of blood from a deep cut along her forehead. Satisfied, Farah releases her grip on Jenny’s ponytail, allowing Jenny to fall to the canvas like dead meat. Throughout this entire two minute attack, all Jake Norton has done is watched deadpanned, until grabbing Farah’s wrist and raising her arm in victory for all the thousands in attendance and the millions watching around the world to recognize. Naturally, those who aren’t too horrified to jeer do so.
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We cut to show Nightkrow backstage, twirling his baseball bat in his right hand as he makes his way toward the main arena. He walks down a hall and passes a few kids who just stopped at the hotdog vendor, then stops himself at a water fountain, getting a quick drink. He is seen nearing the curtain, when suddenly he's got three guys on him, throwing him to the floor, the bat flying out of his hand and sliding across the floor, and they're all stomping. We don't get too good a look at who they are, but they stomp on him ruthlessly, when we finally hear the unmistakable voice.
Jordan Keyser: Go get the bat, then I want you two to hold him down while I swing for the fences. I need to get the practice in anyway, I'm sure my swing is a little rusty. Been a while.
We see Tyson Phoenix grab the bat and toss it to Jordan, who catches it with ease, as Gunner and Tyson each grab one of Nightkrow's arms. Before swinging, Jordan holds the bat and jams it into the gut of Nightkrow several times, then takes a swing that hits Nightkrow in the chest. He swings twice more at the chest before tossing the bat aside, and we cut to the arena. "Fight Fire with Fire" slowly begins to play, and the crowd looks on as the video package plays as well. They wait, but get nothing, until finally, there is a huge pyro explosion. It settles in, but still nothing. Finally we see Nightkrow being tossed through the curtain, fighting to get to his feet.
Gould: Come on, can't these guys just focus on their own thing instead of getting into everyone else's business?
Nightkrow does get to his feet and swings at Gunner, who catches the fist, and Jordan runs at him, bringing a knee to the chest of Nightkrow and sends him tumbling down the ramp. Nightkrow gets to one knee and is met with another knee to the face. Gunner rolls him into the ring and Jordan hops up onto the apron. Nightkrow gets to his feet and Jordan springboards off of the top rope, hitting Nightkrow with the Perfect Execution. The lights come back on and Jordan grabs a microphone.
Jordan: You see, we have very real reasons for doing the things that we do. We are a well functioning unit, and we will stop at nothing to restore the proper order here at NAW. Think of us as your "leaders" so to speak, because without leadership, there is anarchy, and anarchy leads to chaos. And as we all know, chaos is a very, very bad thing, and it needs to be stopped before it can get started.
The crowd boos very loudly, and Jordan just smirks and shakes his head.
Jordan: You can yell at us all you want, it doesn't change anything. Nightkrow decided that he wanted to get in our way, and we didn't like that. You see, you don't just get in the way of a train coming at you. You don't get in the way of a tractor trailer flying down the interstate, and you sure as hell don't get in the way of the most powerful group in the wrestling industry just when they're building their momentum. It was a mistake he made, and it was one that he was going to have to pay for somehow. Better now then later, when things are really starting to get good, right?
And with that, Jordan drops the microphone, which hits Nightkrow in the face, and "King of Kings" plays as the group head up the ramp and the camera focuses on a bloodied and broken Nightkrow as the medical team hurries down the ramp to accompany him and check up on him.
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We cut back to the show from last night, where now we see Malcolm Gould on the stage alone.
Gould: You know, sometimes, things don't always go as expected. Sometimes they are tragic, but sometimes they're just all out exciting. When they work out for the better, everyone goes home happy, and that's always something great to see. On that note, it's time for our next award, which is the award for most exciting moment. The nominees are:
The nominees again show up on the screen as he reads them.
-Keyser, Sparkman, Hughes and Phoenix
-Black Circle Boys vs Vice Squad(Shawn Ryder falls from the rafters)
-Judas Fraggle puts Alex Morgan through a table(on accident)
-Joe Martinez Powerbombs Guidance Counselor Craig off the stage
The drumroll happens as Gould opens up the envelope.
Gould: And the winner of the Most Exciting Moment of the Year goes to...... Jordan Keyser, Gunner Hughes, Tyson Phoenix, and Patrick Sparkman!
The crowd applauds again as the scene fades and we go back to the ring.
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*The camera walks into a smoky storefront, the air palpably thick with the combination of smoke and humidity. Very eerie music sets the mood within the store. The hand of the cameraman comes out from behind the lens to clear away some of the haze. The camera looks up to see what is within the building worldtag.us/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/voodoo-new-orleans-2011-4701.jpg. A hand brushes back the beaded curtain and with one hand calls in the cameraman. He slowly walks in to see an old gentleman sitting with his chair on the near side of the table and a woman with hair over her eyes breathing the smoke and reading the cards below her. The old man upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/82/Dr._John_2.jpg speaks for the first time.*
Old Man: Bonjour. Bienvenue à la Nouvelle Orléans. Vous venez ici de ma ville pour entendre ce que j'ai à dire. Vous pouvez vous demander ce qu'il adviendra de votre société. Quand mon neveu vient de l'Atlantique Nord , il vient de dévastation.
*The Voodoo queen places down “The Emperor” card.*
Old Man: Il va faire ce qu'il veut à qui il veut sans aucun défi.
*The Voodoo queen places on top of the previous card, the “Strength” card.*
Old Man: Quiconque décide d'obtenir dans sa voie est bientôt pour découvrir l'erreur de leurs façons.
*The Voodoo queen turns over revealing the “Hanged Man” card.*
Old Man: Tout ce que vous pourriez faire, tout ce que vous pouvez essayer, vous allez tous tomber à ses pieds, à la mendicité pour la miséricorde, mais peu importe ce que vous faites ou ce que vous dites, il sera toujours terminer de la même manière.
*The Voodoo queen turns over the final card revealing the “Death” card. Her hair flips back over as her eyes roll back in her head.*
Old Man: En dépit de votre misère imminente, nous allons laisser le bon temps rouler.
*The camera quickly spins as the cameraman is grabbed by the shoulder and spun, letting out an audible scream. A large shadowy figure continues holding that shoulder, but stays hidden away in the corner of room, face concealed by the darkness and the haze.*
Shadowy figure: *in a thick New Orleans accent* It’s time fo’ you ta’ go.
*The camera is shoved back out of the curtain all the way back into the booze-filled frenzy of Bourbon Street. The cameraman looks back at the building before it is concealed by the large amount of people celebrating themselves in the den of sin.*
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The V-List vs The Uproars
When we come back to the ring, the Uproars are already in the ring, their music fading out slowly. As "Storytime" by Nightwish hits the PA system five masked men walk out from behind the curtains and stand on the ramp. Judas Fraggle holding a Tag Team title then walks out followed by David Fraggle who is wearing a very similar attire to Judas Fraggle and also holding a Tag Team title. Judas turns around and looks at the masked men, he then signals for one of them to follow him. A masked man begins to walk towards Judas Fraggle. Judas, David and the masked man walk towards the ring and when they get to it Judas climbs onto the ring apron and then puts one foot over the rope and then the other. David then slides into the ring and then stands up and the masked man walks over to a corner. David then takes off his mask and then he and Judas raise the NAW Tag Team titles over their heads as the music stops playing. The bell rings, and the four men begin brawling.
Edison throws David Fraggle out of the ring right away, runs to the opposite ropes, coming back and hitting a perfect Swan Dive over the top rope to take out David Fraggle. Judas Fraggle, on the other hand, has the advantage in his little scuffle with Loomis. He forces Loomis into the corner, and goes for a nice clothesline in the corner, but Loomis ducks and when Fraggle turns around, he is met with a boot to the face. David Fraggle slides into the ring and is also met with a boot to the face. Edison slides in after him, as he and Loomis high five each other. Loomis grabs David Fraggle and holds his arms, giving Edison an opening to hit kicks to either side of Fraggle's ribs. He tosses David Fraggle to the ground, and they nod to each other as they take turns stomping on Judas Fraggle now. Edison takes his attention to David Fraggle, who is slowly getting to his feet, and lands a Swinging Neckbreaker, while Loomis gets Judas into the corner and stomps at his chest, then puts a boot to his throat and holds it there for several seconds.
Gould: Complete domination on one side by the Uproars right now, it's sorta ridiculous, ya know?
Torres: Calm down, Gould. These guys know what they're doing.
David Fraggle gets to his feet again, blocking a right hand from Edison and whipping him into the ropes. He charges as Edison runs, and hits a running clothesline and both men spill over to the outside again. David grabs Edison by the back of the head and slams his face into the guardrail a couple times, Edison looking to stop it, and he does so. He grabs Fraggle and throws him into the steel stairs. Judas Fraggle reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small canister, spraying it in the face of Loomis, who goes to shield his face, but it's too late, and he screams as he is sprayed with some pepper spray.
Jake Norton: “Planet hands cannot lose this match.”
Farah Khan: “Isn’t Edison supposed to be in Mexico wrestling exclusively for Underground X?”
Jake Norton: “So? Dude defies fucking gravity! He can’t defy UX too?”
Farah Khan: “If he beats these Fraggling fuckheads, does dorgan induct Eddy into the Hall of Fame?”
Jake Norton: “Yes, because Edison will have defused the BOMB! The same BOMB David threatens to use to BLOW NAW SKY HIGH!”
Farah Khan: “Jinkies!”
Judas throws Loomis out of the ring now and gets under the ring, pulling out a barbed wire wrapped two by four, and swings it at Loomis, causing several hunks of skin to tear from his face, and the bell rings once.
Rebecca: Erik Loomis is eliminated from contention!
Torres: I like to see this, a good old handicap match!
Edison slams David Fraggle's head against the ring apron, then whips him and tosses him over the guardrail into a couple of fans. He turns around and is met with a right hand from Judas Fraggle, who goes to swing the two by four, but Edison goes to block it with his boot. It sticks into the boot for a second, and Judas Fraggle pulls it hard, pulling Edison off of his feet, and he pulls it right out. He goes to swing it again, but Edison rolls under the ring. The Fraggles spend a couple of seconds looking for him, and when David Fraggle turns around once, he is met with a Double Underhook DDT. Apparently there were shards of something, or maybe it was just his time, but David Fraggle's face appears to be busted open now.
Rebecca: David Fraggle has been eliminated!
Judas and Edison look at each other for some one on one action now, and Edison fights Judas hard, the two men walking up the stage. The masked characters on the stage watch on still, as do Alex Morgan and Mitch Thompson at ringside. One of the masked characters grabs Edison and Fraggle swings the two by four, hitting edison square in the jaw with it and causing blood to start pouring from his mouth. The bell rings again, and Fraggle smiles as he pulls Edison down the ramp. He looks ready to continue attacking, but decides against it and instead just roughly drops him.
Judas Fraggle asks for a microphone and one is handed to him.
Judas Fraggle: Alex Morgan I want you to stop walking away in a huff because I've got something to say to you.
Alex Morgan stops walking away from ringside, turns around and looks at Judas Fraggle.
Judas Fraggle: Alex if you look up on the stage you'll see my army of lost souls who have helped me torture you for the past couple of months. With their help I've been able to embarrass you in ways that you never thought were possible. With their help I've made you regret the day that you fired me. Tonight it all ends. What do I mean by that? I mean I feel like I got my revenge over you and it's time for my army and I to say goodbye to NAW forever. That's right Alex I'm leaving NAW and I'm never coming back.
Judas Fraggle looks at David Fraggle.
Judas Fraggle: However before I go there's one person who I need to talk to and his name is David Fraggle. David you're the reason why my wrestling career got started, you're the reason why my wrestling career has reached the point that it's at today however for the past couple of weeks I've learned something about myself. I'm not a V-Lister and therefore I've never fitted in with your V-List Circus. That is why I'm returning this NAW Tag Team title. Masked man please enter the ring.
The masked man who is standing outside the ring slides into the ring and stands up.
Judas Fraggle: Masked man please take off your mask.
The masked man in the ring takes off his mask and it's "Sideshow" Euan Dante.
Judas Fraggle: Sideshow you were the original holder of this NAW Tag Team title therefore I'm giving you this back.
Judas Fraggle puts the NAW Tag Team Title onto Sideshow's shoulder.
Judas Fraggle: There is one last thing that I need to do.
Judas Fraggle takes off his mask and gives it to Judas Fraggle.
Judas Fraggle then leaves the ring, walks up the ramp and goes behind the curtain. His army of masked men then follow him backstage. David Fraggle then looks at Sideshow" Euan Dante and then they both roll out of the ring, grab their NAW Tag Team titles, walk up the ramp and go backstage.
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We go back to last night's show of the Hall of Fame Ceremony, where Jim Torres is by himself now.
Torres: Ya know, I'm a huge fan of tag team wrestling. I don't know what it is about it, but I absolutely love it. It's very underrated, and I kinda wish that it was held in as high a standard as it once was. But I digress, here are your nominees for the Tag Team of the Year award.
-The V-List
-The Vice Squad
-The Black Cicle Boys
-The Latin Kings
-The Suits
The quick video package plays, highlighting the five teams for a minute before we go back to Torres.
Torres: And the winner is.....The V-List!
Cheers from the audience again as we cut back to the show yet again.
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When we get back to the arena, we see the crowd on their feet and "Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed hits. There's actually quite a few boos, and James Weck just totally ignores them. He stands on the stage for a few seconds and looks down the ramp at the ring, his scowl remains perfect. He holds his arms out for a second and starts his way down the ramp.
Rebecca: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match for the NAW Television Championship! Introducing first, from Paramus, New Jersey.... James Weck!
Weck slides into the ring under the bottom rope and does a lap around the ring, getting himself pumped for this match. His music fades out, and "Lesson in Violence" by Exodus fades in. The crowd cheers on in a great excitement as the lights cut out like usual and a red spotlight swirls around the arena. At the moment when Martinez would normally appear on the stage, he is nowhere to be found. Nobody really seems to be all that bothered by it, although a couple do seem at least slightly confused. A spotlight finally sees Martinez at the top of the lower deck in the audience, and he makes his way slowly through the sea of fans, the spotlight having trouble staying on him though.
Rebecca: And the opponent, from Aztec, New Mexico... He is your NAW Televisioin Champion.... The Madman..... Joe Martinez!
Martinez stops at the guardrail and holds his title belt up high in the air before getting over the railing. He stares into the ring at Weck, and the two continue to stare each other down as "Lesson in Violence" fades out. They stare each other down for several more seconds as "Bulls on Parade" hits the PA system. The crowd loves it, but a lot of people seem absolutely confused.
Torres: What in the....
As you hear De La Rocha screaming his rhymes out, we see our one and only Sebastian Jankowski standing on the stage, a huge smile on his face.
Gould: VINTAGE JANKOWSKI!
Jankowski stands on the stage and holds his arms out, banging his head a little bit to the music as the crowd goes nuts. He starts on his way down the ramp, high fiving a bunch of the fans on his way down the ramp. He stops at the bottom to play a little bit of air guitar, and his music cuts out as he ducks a swing from Weck. Martinez comes around and hits Weck hard with a Clothesline. The bell does ring, and the three men start to brawl. Jankowski backs out of the one on one brawl between Weck and Martinez, and gets into the ring. He watches as the two exchange blows on the outside. They both look into the ring now, and Jankowski runs and dives over the top rope, taking them both down with a Suicide Dive that gets the crowd riled up. He gets to his feet and grabs Weck by the hair, and Martinez hits Weck with a couple of knee lifts.
Torres: These two turd burglars think they're gonna get Weck into a little handicap match situation...
Gould: They're just eliminating a common threat.
Torres: To Jankowski, everyone should be a threat.
Jankowski whips Weck into the ringpost and Weck hits it hard with his shoulder, and Martinez goes over to a downed Weck and begins wailing on him. Jankowski backs up into the furthest part of the guardrail from them, and Martinez grabs Weck and picks him up. He holds Weck's arms so he can't move, and Jankowski runs at him, jumping up onto the ring apron and bouncing off, looking for a kick to the face of Weck. Weck ducks, though, and Jankowski's foot gets a whole bunch of Martinez! The Madman hits the floor hard, and Jankowski looks totally upset at the miss. Weck turns him around and kicks him hard in the gut, then lifts him and plants him with a big Powerbomb! He goes over to Martinez, who is slowly getting to his feet, and rolls him into the ring. He climbs up onto the ring apron and gets in, Martinez getting up slowly. He grabs Martinez by the hair and starts hitting him with some huge rights. He whips Martinez into the ropes, and Martinez comes back, boucing off the shoulder block that Weck hit him hard with.
Torres: Here we go, Mr. Weck has finally gotten his groove back!
Weck grabs Martinez and throws him into the corner, then runs and hits him with a shoulder to the midsection. He holds the middle rope on either side and jams a shoulder into the champ repeatedly, hitting the spot five times before backing off. Martinez staggers out of the corner and is planted onto the mat with a powerslam. Weck turns his attention to one of the corners, and is hit by Jankowski with a huge Missile Dropkick and the crowd explodes again! Jankowski gets to his feet and Martinez gets up as well. Jankowski looks to make amends for the mistake with Martinez, reaching out for a handshake, but Martinez just turns away and punches Weck, who is up to one knee. Weck drops down again and Martinez starts stomping on him over and over. He grabs Weck by the hair again, and is shoved away. He goes back and hits Weck hard with a couple right hands before whipping Weck to the ropes, and the man tumbles over the top rope to the outside.
Jake Norton: “I like the fat guy.”
Farah Khan: “The hairy fat guy?”
Jake Norton: “Mhm.”
Farah Khan: “So that’s your type.”
Martinez heads to the outside, and is kicked by Weck, forcing him back to the ring apron. Weck hurries to his feet, and he charges and hits Martinez, forcing his spine hard into the apron. Weck smirks as he hits Martinez with some hard right hands, then sends Martinez face first into the ring post. Jankowski comes out to aid the Madman, but Weck is geting into a groove, and he hits Jankowski hard, then sends him into the post as well. He gets back into the ring, and Jankowski slowly gets up. He gets up onto a turnbuckle, and Weck shakes the rope, forcing Jankowski to crotch the turnbuckle. Weck heads over to him and lifts him onto his shoulders, and he hits the Wecking Ball! He goes to cover!
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TH--Martinez makes the save!
Torres: God dammit he was so close!
Gould: Wow, Jim, nothing like showing who your favorite wrestler is. We're supposed to be impartial.
Torres: Meh.
Martinez reaches into his pocket...
Gould: DIRT IN THE EYES!
Weck rubs his face crazily, eyes irritated now by the mud that was just thrown at him, and Martinez takes the oppportunity, rolling up Weck.
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"Lesson in Violence" hits, and the crowd goes wild, as Martinez gets to his feet. Jankowski rolls out of the ring, highly upset by the fact that he didn't pick up the win, while Norton and Khan continue to jeer him. He just shakes his head at them, and Martinez holds his belt high for the entire arena to see, and sees Jankowski on the outside, and goes to the outside, grabbing Jankowski by the arm, and holding it up. Just then, the music cuts, and we see Isaac Bloom on the stage.
Bloom: Woah, woah, woah. Before we get too over excited, I wanna see if your friend there has what it takes to win a match. Because I don't think he's picked up a win since I arrived here. So he's going to go one on one in about two minutes against a man I handpicked in a Loser Leaves Town match!
The crowd boos as we fade quickly.
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We go back to last night, and we see Barry Lincoln, who is also in a tuxedo, on the stage now.
Lincoln: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for doing what you do, and making each and every show the success that it is. It means a lot to this company, and all of the people involved, and it helps us all have a great time, and in the vein of successful shows, well..that's what this award is all about. The nominees for show of the year are:
-NAW Heatwave
-NAW Spring Breakdown
-WBSW Live!: Holiday Fear
-St. Valentine's Day Massacre
-WBSW Live!: Countdown to Wrestlefest
We see a video package including some of the highlights from these shows, and when we go back to the show, Lincoln holds the envelope.
Lincoln: And show of the year is.....NAW Heatwave!
The crowd applauds and we go back to the show.
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When we come back, Jankowski is in the center of the ring, a frightened look on his face. After several seconds of silence, we hear "Everybody's Dixie" play over the system, and the fans immediately erupt in boos. Sparkman appears on the stage, ready to wrestle, followed by the clan of Keyser, Hughes, and Phoenix. He slides into the ring and immediately attacks Jankowski, hitting him with some hard right hands. He pulls Jankowski to the mat and locks in a headlock, then covers.
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Kickout! Sparkman tries to lock Jankowski's legs down and cover again.
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Kickout! Sparkman gets to his feet and pulls Jankowski up, and Jankowski runs to the ropes, springboarding off and hitting a moonsault. He covers Sparkman and hooks the leg.
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Kickout!
Jankowski gets to his feet and Sparkman does as well. The crowd boos loudly as Keyser makes some jabs at a few fans in the front. Sparkman goes over to where Keyser is, and Jordan shouts some encouragement into the ring. Sparkman turns around and Keyser immediately trips him, and the three men on the outside turn around and head up the ramp as Jankowski waits, and when Sparkman gets to his feet, Jankowski connects with the Destroyer, and he covers!
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The crowd erupts as "Bulls on Parade" hits and Jankowski smiles and freaks out in excitement as the crowd continues to cheer him on, and Bloom just stares down the ramp with the rest of the stable, and they head to the back while Jankowski continues to celebrate.
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We cut back to the show from last night once more, and the crowd continues cheering on as we see Malcolm Gould and Jim Torres once more.
Gould: These wrestlers are some of the most intense people in the sporting world.
Torres: These guys put their bodies and lives on the line to entertain people the world over, and they deserve all the praise in the world.
Gould: And as a little bit of us giving back, we want to offer a little something to give back. So we had a few more special awards. The next award is the award for Match of the Year. And the nominees...
-Steven Gold vs Gunner Hughes at WBSW Live: Holiday Fear!
-Gunner Hughes vs Virgil Keenan at Spring Breakdown
-Virgil Keenan vs Jordan Keyser at Heatwave
-Black Circle Boys vs Vice Squad at St. Valentine's Day Massacre
Simultaneously: And the winner is...... Gunner Hughes vs Virgil Keenan!
A loud applause as we cut one more time.
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The scene opens with a man wearing a felt hat sitting on the ground in what appears to be an alley, his back against a graffiti-covered wall. He has a beard that is mostly gray and raggedy and hair that is more salt than pepper and unkempt. He has an eye patch and his face is quite dirty. He is shamelessly picking at what is left of his teeth with a toothpick.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
He saves food for later…in his teeth.
The scene shifts and the same man is seen standing in front of a tree. The sound of a liquid hitting bark can be heard. He steps away from the tree, turns around, and zips his fly up. He then scratches his armpit.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
When he urinates on a tree, the tree is tempted to say thank-you.
On the screen the grungy man can be seen standing in front of a music store, looking at a poster of the band LMFAO and swaying his hips provocatively to the tune that only he can hear.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
He believes the song “I’m Sexy And I Know It”…was written about him.
The unsavory gentleman is now seen combing his beard while looking at himself in the mirror of someone’s car. A disembodied voice is heard yelling at the man. He turns and hisses and then runs away.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
His beard is more absorbent than the leading paper towel brand, making food storage easy.
The scene shifts one last time and the man is seen dancing in the sprinklers at some poor person’s home. The water leaves dirty streaks all over his face.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
He is...Box Car Bob.
A graphic shows on the screen announcing that Box Car Bob is coming to North Atlantic Wrestling. The NAW logo flashes and the scene fades to black.
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We come back and we see the ring cleared out and the crowd gives out a pretty mixed reaction as "Warrior's Call" by Volbeat hits. Trent Brown appears on the stage, and stares around at the packed Garden, keeping his head down and heading down the ramp slowly.
Rebecca: The following match is a Triple Threat Match for the NAW Championship! Introducing first, all the way from Dublin, Ireland..... The Celtic Warrior.... Trent Brown!
Trent rolls into the ring and holds his arms out, then pounds his chest a couple of times and goes to one corner. As his music fades out, we hear Khresis Pass by Ministry hit, and the crowd gives another mixed reaction, but this time a lot more cheers come that way as Thad Jefferson appears on the stage next to his cohort Frankie. The two men stare at the fans, and head down the ramp, Frankie recording several fans' reactions to Thad's indifference toward them. Thad gets to the bottom of the ramp and sees several guys in camo shorts, no shirts on cheering wildly at the sight of the two. Frankie goes over and high fives the guys, and Thad cracks a smirk, but not much more.
Rebecca: The opponent, from Louisiana..... Thad Jefferson!
We continue to get a mixed reaction, but the crowd is definitely not silent for him as he slides into the ring across from Trent. They stare each other down as "King of Kings" plays. There is an immediate chorus of boos from the fans as Jordan Keyser stands on the stage after several pyros go off in a frenzy. Jordan stares the fans down and does nothing more than shake his head in total disgust at the sight of what he sees around him. He heads down the ramp slowly, holding his title belt high so everyone can clearly see that he's better than them. He smiles as he gets to the bottom of the ramp.
Rebecca: And their opponent, from Texas.... The Executioner.... and NAW Champion.... Jordan Keyser!
The crowd keeps on booing as Jordan hands the belt off to someone at the timekeeper's table. He climbs up onto the apron, and is met with a running Clothesline from Thad, which sends him right back to the floor, to much love from the fans. Thad turns around and is met with a huge clothesline from Trent now. Trent keeps stomping on Thad though, until Thad gets to his feet. Thad then ducks another clothesline and dumps Trent over the top rope, which leads to Trent taking Jordan out once again. The fans pop and Thad bounces off the other ropes and kicks both guys who are slowly getting up with a baseball slide. He hits Trent hard in the spine a few times with a club handed shot, then throws him into the ring post. Jordan rolls off to the side and holds onto the guardrail, still almost in a fetal position. Thad rolls Trent into the ring and slides in as well, then picks Trent up and whips him into the corner. He hits Trent with a hip splash, and Trent falls to a seated position, and Thad runs over and gives him a sole to the face. The crowd keeps cheering as Thad puts a beatdown on Trent, and he finally goes for a cover.
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Kickout by Trent!
Gould: Thought we had a new champion. Looks like Jordan might be in pretty bad shape, he hasn't moved for a while.
Thad goes over to a corner to see Jordan, who is slowly getting to his feet. And he climbs up the top turnbuckle and comes off with a Dropkick that sends Jordan into a few fans, and causes them to spill their popcorn and sodas, but somehow, none of that gets all over Jordan. Thad gets back into the ring and is met with some right hands from Trent, then a Scoop Slam. He covers Thad quickly, hooking a leg.
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Shoulder up by Thad! Trent picks Thad up and whips him into a corner, then is thrown into Thad from out of nowhere by Jordan, who is back in the thick of things now! He grabs Trent by his bright hair and slams his face into one of the turnbuckles a few times before throwing him to the mat. He goes over to Thad, who grabs him and turns them around, throwing Jordan into the corner. Thad goes for some corner stomps, but Jordan grabs his leg and shoves him, and he takes a few steps back and stumbles over himself to hit the mat. Jordan sits on the top turnbuckle, feet balanced on the middle rope and he comes off with a diving elbow drop, and he covers now, hooking a leg.
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TW--Save made by Trent now! Trent grabs Jordan and hits him with a few right hands, whipping him into the ropes, and when Jordan comes back, he is planted with a Powerslam, and now Trent covers him, hooking a leg!
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Thad makes the save this time, and all three men just lay on the mat catching their breath and trying not to get too frustrated. Thad is to his feet first, and he grabs Trent. He lands a Vertical Suplex, then turns his attention to Jordan, kicking him lightly to knock him off of his knee and back down onto his back. He presses a foot to the throat of Jordan, attempting to choke him out, and Jordan struggles to get Thad off of him. Trent comes over and hits Thad in the abck of the head with an ax handle, and when Thad turns around, Trent goes for the Lights Out, but Thad ducks out of the way, and Trent hits Jordan with it.
Farah Khan: “Spoiler alert: Trent Brown wins.”
Jake Norton: “NO SPOILERS!”
Farah Khan: “Imagine if that soulless cunt won though.”
Jake Norton: “That’s the NAW Hall of Fame for you.”
Thad hits him with a headbutt, then connects with his Signature DDT and Guillotine that he has patented as the Loony Bin! He locks the Guillotine Choke tight, and Trent taps out rather quickly. The crowd goes wild when Thad gets to his feet, realizing that he just won the biggest match of his career so far.
Rebecca: Here is your winner, and new NAW Champion...... Thad Jefferson!
Frankie freaks out and hops into the ring to congratulate Thad, and Thad holds the belt and stares at it, still seeming to not grasp how big the win actually was. Jordan rolls out of the ring and stares at Thad in anger.
Jordan: I will have payback.
Thad just smirks and holds the belt high as we cut back to last night's show for the last time.
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We see Malcolm Gould at the podium again, this time with a Hall of Fame plaque in his hands. He looks down at it and a smile crosses his face.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight has been a very special night for all of us, and we're happy to celebrate our first anniversary with all of you. We have one more award, and it's going to be a double award, this time at least. So without further ado, we would like to give this award to a man who has worked hard since his arrival, back when we were specifically located in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, and nobody wanted anything to do with us.
This man had gone on a nearly 8 month undefeated streak, and held the NAW Championship for an unprecedented 191 days. He is one of the most agile big men I've ever seen, and is hugely responsible for how big this company has become.
So if you would allow me to present this award on behalf of the company of NAW to a man who I consider to be a friend and am proud to call an acquaintance, I would like to induct Mr. Gunner Hughes into the NAW Hall of Fame.
The music plays and the crowd gives a standing ovation, and we hear the commentators as Gunner comes out to accept the award in the background.
Gould: That was such an amazing night, and I was very happy to be a part of it.
Torres: It was awesome, and I'm glad to see that everyone came out. Thank you guys for making us as big as we are, we owe everything to our fans all over the country, we're out of time tonight, but we will see you at the next Meltdown as we start to tour the dirty south! Good night!
And with that, the NAW logo and CWC logo both fade in and out on the screen before the transmission ends.
The ten guys all looked absolutely at home in the ring. John Tucker and Owl Man were the two who appeared to be in the most heated of battles. The Vice Squad and Black Circle Boys were also exchanging some big blows out there. Steven Gold and Scotty Blazer were the first two who looked like it could be the end for them though, and Blazer ducked an attempted Kickoff from Gold, though Gold turned around and met a running Blazer with a huge Clothesline that caused the entire ring to shake, although that could have been John Tucker who just hit Dick McSexton with a big fat splash. Gold made quick work of Blazer though, easily tossing him over the top rope.
Rebecca: Scotty Blazer has been eliminated!
Shawn Ryder and Lark Fenriz took advantage of a huge Black Circle Cutter from Fenriz on Carter, and were able to double team Hank Sharpe for some time, before hitting him with a Double Clothesline that sent him over the top rope, although Ryder went over with him, not realizing the power that he was putting behind the shot apparently.
Rebecca: Hank Sharpe and Shawn Ryder have been eliminated!
John Tucker and Owl Man were exchanging blows again, with Dick McSexton appearing to be dead after that top rope splash from Tucker, and Tucker quickly tossed Owl Man over the top rope, but Owl Man was somehow swift and agile in a move that kept him on the ring apron, but Tucker belly bumped him and sent him into the guardrail.
Rebecca: Owl Man has been eliminated!
Steven Gold looked to have taken off Dick McSexton's head with a ginormous Kickoff, and the crowd loved it. He turned around to put his focus on Fenriz and Carter, who were once again doing battle, when he was met with a heel kick out of nowhere from Cthuluson. The few cult-like members of Cthuluson's fan base went absolutely berserk from the shot, and he followed it up by running to the corner, pouncing onto the top rope, and doing a full backflip, landing his feet right onto the midsection of Gold, then hopping into the air and landing a huge elbow drop. John Tucker took Dick McSexton and rubbed his face all into Tucker's greasy man boobs, and the crowd got a good laugh out of it, as McSexton rolled out of the ring, gagging and choking while a ref checked on him. Cthuluson and Tucker now double teamed Gold and managed to work together to get him over the top rope, but Tucker bumped Cthuluson hard, then backed up and ran at him, sending him over the top rope as well.
Rebecca: Steven Gold and Cthuluson have been eliminated!
The field was narrowed down quite quickly now, with the only ones who were physically inside the ring being Carter, Fenriz, and Tucker. Tucker was tired though, and took it upon himself to lean on a turnbuckle, while Fenriz and Carter put on a show. Carter hit Fenriz with a few right hands before running to the ropes and coming back with a leg lariat, which was almost, but not quite enough, to send Fenriz out of the ring. Fenriz rolled to the apron, and Shawn Ryder helped him to his feet. After that, Fenriz hopped onto the top rope as Ryder swiftly sent a fucking FIREBALL! The fireball hit Carter right in the face, and while he was blinded, Fenriz hit him with a Cutter, then tossed him out of the ring, but while he was celebrating, he was hit by Gold with a Kickoff and also went over the top rope to the outside!
Rebecca: Lark Fenriz and Lance Carter have been eliminated!
Gold walked around the ring in a celebration lap, then looked at the chubby man in the corner, running and hitting him with a quick Corner Splash. Tucker stumbled out of the corner and Gold then hit him with some right hands before slamming him to the mat with a Scoop Slam. He looked to be in absolute control of this situation for about three full minutes, just making Tucker look like a clown, when McSexton came at him as he turned around once, hitting him with a huge Diving Crossbody. McSexton ducked under a clothesline, and hit him wtih a perfect Pele Kick, then got to his feet and sent Gold, as well as himself, over the top rope with a running dive! Both men hit the floor on the outside and the bell rang loudly, the crowd and everyone else in complete and total shock.
Rebecca: Dick McSexton and Steven Gold have been eliminated! The winner of the Alumni Battle Royal is the Overweight Champion of the World....JOHN TUCKER!
Several of the fans cheer loudly, while a few of the hardcore wrestling puritans look on in disgust, thinking this comedy character winning is an absolute disgrace, as we go into the regular show introduction.
The NAW logo fades in on the screen, followed by the CWC Logo, which reads "We Are CWC" and we hear the crowd going wild as we to into a video package showing some of the stories from the past few shows. Including several moments from the NAW Title tournament. Sebastian Jankowski taps out in Trent Brown's Figure Four, Thad Jefferson manages to get the best of James Weck, and the Madman is the last thing we see, a smile on his face as he strolls to the backstage area. We cut to Madison Square Garden, where the fans are going wild. We cut from several shots to see some of the signs that fans have made for this memorable evening. Some of the signs include:
"Don't Blink. Blink and you die."
"Marry me Jordan Keyser!"
"Don't Stop the Madness!"
"I Hear the Warrior's Call!"
There are a lot of other memorable signs as well, but these are the ones we cut to. The pyrotechnic display continues for several more seconds, the longest one that an NAW crowd has experienced, as we cut to the commentary table.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for joining us on this occasion! We're at Madison Square Garden, where we are holding our first anniversary show, as well as the yearly awards ceremony! We want to thank you again for taking the time to see this, and we have an awesome night in store for you!
Torres: You're damn right, Gould! We're seeing two triple threat matches for the NAW and Television Championships, as well as a Stairway to Hell match for the Chaos title! This is gonna be huge! Hell yes we're pumped!
The guitar solo fades out, and the camera stays on the two.
Gould: Last night was the awards ceremony and Hall of Fame induction ceremony, and now we're going to take you to a clip from that, as well as others later tonight that will be randomly dispersed throughout the show.
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We're brought in to a very sophisticated setting at Madison Square Garden. Not your average wrestling or basketball set up, but more of a concert setup. The floor, where the ring or court would normally be, is instead filled with cheering fans, VIP's and some staff members, and the arena is packed for this show, a thing that we still aren't used to seeing at NAW. It's a very entertaining atmosphere to say the least, and the crowd is very ready for this show. Finally, "Now We Run" by Steve Vai plays, and from behind the curtain, we see first Malcolm Gould, sporting a very nice tuxedo, black tuxedo with a red vest, white shirt, and red tie, while Jim Torres is not quite so fancily dressed, instead sporting a nice powder blue suit and tie combo. They both give a bow as they receive cheers, and head up to the podium on the stage.
Gould: Hello everyone and welcome to the first ever NAW Awards and Hall of Fame Ceremony! Jim Torres and myself will be hosting it this year, and we have quite a bit in store for you, including appearances by several celebrities, and our first ever Hall of Fame inductions!
Torres: We've got quite a few awards to hand out though, and we're all pretty new at this, so we do ask that you bear with us, and thanks a lot, ladies and gentlemen. We're expecting to see some of the best we got here, including our Champion, Jordan Keyser!
Most of the people cheer loudly at the mention of Keyser.
Gould: And our first award of the night to hand out is going to be Feud of the Year! We had a lot of great things going on, and some awesome builds toward some of the biggest matches in our company's history. The nominees are:
- Kandi Washington and the NAW\
- Steven Gold and Gunner Hughes
- Virgil Keenan and Gunner Hughes
- Virgil Keenan and Drake Knight
- Kandi Washington and Akrista Walsh
A video package shows moments from each of these feuds, the crowd cheering at some major spots. As the package comes to a close, we see Gould and Torres again, Gould holding an envelope now.
Gould: The winner is...... Virgil Keenan and Gunner Hughes!
The crowd cheers, expecting that though, honestly, and they continue as we fade back to the show.\
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When we come back to the arena, we hear "Bitch Please" hit, meaning only two people could possibly be coming, and after a couple of seconds, we see Jake Norton and Farah Khan making their way down the ramp and look to be heading for the commentary table.
Torres: Oh, cool, likes we have some company. It's our special guest hosts, Gould!
Jake Norton and Farah make their way directly to the table, sitting on either side of the commentators and put on a pair of headsets.
Norton: Great to be here, or so I wish I could say that. This Morgan is a little full of himself, setting up a Hall of Fame show this quick?
Gould: It's called respect for his employees, although I guess you wouldn't know a whole lot about respect, would you?
Torres: Gould, these are our guests, be nice.
Norton: Well, there's a requirement that what is asked to be respected deserves respect, and I have yet to see it deserved, alas, there is none to give. Thanks though.
Gould sighs into the headset and shakes his head.
Seifer Black Armstrong vs Marco Uribe
The crowd gives out some boos as "AntiChrist Superstar" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system. Smoke pours out over the stage as the lights go dark, and Seifer Black Armstrong is seen coming out onto the stage with a blacklight shining down on him. His wife, Chelsea, is seen behind him as he drops to his knees and looks around at the crowd, staring left, then right, then left again.
Rebecca: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada..... being accompanied by Chelsea.... Seifer Black Armstrong!
He spits something out of his mouth as he holds his arms out to form a cross, and starts to fall forward, then crawls across the stage and out onto the ramp, then hops up to his feet as he gets to the ramp. They get to the bottom of the ramp and Seifer hops up onto the ring apron, Chelsea walking around the ring, as Seifer climbs up and balances his way across the rope to the turnbuckle, then leaps off just before flames erupt from the turnbuckles. He laughs for a minute as the lights cut to black again.
Voice: Who you tryna get crazy with, ese? Don't you know I'm loco?
The crowd cheers as the heavy bass of "Insane in the Brain" hits the PA system, and after a couple seconds, Marco Uribe appears on the stage alongside his tag team partner, Diego Martinez. The two make their way down the ramp, and Marco hurries down, sliding into the ring. He and Seifer start to exchange blows, and the bell rings. Seifer gets the upper hand fairly quickly as he forces Marco into the corner. He takes a step back and charges, hitting Marco with a huge boot to the face, and when Marco falls forward, Seifer takes advantage by digging a knee into his spine as he pulls an arm back. Marco shouts and screams, flailing about with his free limbs, finally getting a leg to a rope, and Seifer is forced to break the hold. Marco rolls onto his back and Seifer goes to pick him up, but Marco kicks him, and he is forced to take a couple steps back.
Gould: Wow, I think this went a little bit differently than we thought it would, right?
Torres: Really? Marco Uribe sucks, Gould. It's not too surprising that he's getting the hell beat out of him.
Jake Norton: “Do you think Marco is PREPARED to make the SACRIFICE?”
Farah Khan: “? What?”
Jake Norton: “The truest darkness and none of them will truly be the same when they come in contact with it.”
Farah Khan: “Oh. You must be quoting one of these dimwits.”
Jake Norton: “Exactly, baby, the pay per view is the future, and a new victim has presented himself for sacrifice. Another pitiful creature, another lamb to the slaughter.”
Farah Khan: “When did John Chellios enter the building?”
Jake Norton: “Too soon. Rest in peace, laptop killer.”
Seifer comes at Marco, who ducks a clothesline, and when Seifer turns, he is met with a dropkick. Seifer takes a step back from the shot, and Marco charges at him, hitting him with a leg lariat, which still doesn't take Seifer down, but does force him to lean on a rope. Marco comes at him one more time and is sent out of the ring and into a pile with Diego, who attempts to break his fall. The crowd laughs as the two scramble to their feet, and Marco slides into the ring, only to be met with some huge stomps on Marco's spine. He picks Marco up from behind and sends him hard onto the mat with a German Suplex, and comes over for a cover.
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Kickout by Marco! Marco starts to get up when Diego slides into the ring and starts wailing on Seifer, knocking him down as Marco rolls out of the ring to collect himself for a minute. Marco gets back in after a second, and Diego whips Seifer into the corner, then drops onto his hands and knees. Marco dives off of him, leaning back and completing their attempt of Crossing the Border, to a pretty nice crowd pop. They leave the ring, and the crowd sort of actually cheers them on.
Winner: Seifer Black Armstrong via Disqualification.
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We cut to backstage, where we see Alex Morgan walking through a hallway with Mitch Thompson. He passes Robert Martin, and they give each other nods.
Morgan: Hey, have you see Isaac Bloom? Last I heard anything he was giving one of my roster members a hard time, and that's not what I brought you guys on board for.
Martin: I heard about that, Alex, and I have to say, I agree with Isaac on this one. You can't have these guys running around rampant, doing the things they're doing. Quite frankly, it's bad for business.
Morgan shakes his head and looks at Martin.
Morgan: Whatever, but Martinez is one of the toughest SOB's on my roster. Don't have Bloom running around scaring off my people.
Martin holds his arms up.
Martin: Wouldn't dream of it, Alex. I'll keep an eye on Isaac and send along the message, but what he does isn't what I say. He does have a mind of his own, and a pretty nice stock in the company. He's just looking out for the greater good.
Morgan shakes his head again and laughs as they walk away and he and Martin go their separate ways.
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Jenny Smith vs Katherine Brock-Brown
The crowd erupts in boos immediately as Catherine Zeta-Jones' rendition of Hit Me With Your Best Shot, from the film Rock of Ages, echoes throughout the Garden. The lights dim and a lone spotlight is seen, center-stage. Jenny Smith is seen facing away from the crowd, one hand on her hip, her other hand up in the air flashing a "peace" sign. A quick pyrotechnic explosion goes off and she turns around quickly, looking around at the fans, the world's biggest smile on her face.
Gould: Here comes tonight's challenger, and Jim, she's out for blood tonight. She really wants that title.
Torres: She does, and I feel like tonight could be her night. Katherine Brock is clearly not fit to be a champion, needing to take a show off before this.
Norton: While I don't care for Mrs. Brown, I already addressed that, Torres, and there's really no excuse to be bitching about that. It's ridiculous.
Rebecca: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the NAW Femme Fatale Championship! Entering the ring first, from Amsterdam... The Dutch Diva... Jenny Smith!
Jenny smiles as she skips down the ramp to the ring, climbing up onto the ring apron. She glares over the ring at the announce table, where Farah Khan leans back in her seat and props her feet on the announce table, a smirk on her face as well. Jenny gets into the ring and hops over to the corner nearest Farah and holds her arms high, Farah just shaking her head. Jenny hops down and turns to face the ring as her music fades out. In fades "Fastest Girl in Town" by Miranda Lambert, and the crowd begins to cheer.
Gould: Here's the champ everyone, and the crowd just loves her!
Katherine Brock-Brown appears on the stage, a smile on her face as she adjusts the championship belt that adorns her and she looks down the ramp at Jenny, who is in her ready-to-go stance. Katherine makes her way down the ramp, greeting some of the children in tonight's crowd, and slides into the ring. She hands Eddie Higgins her belt and backs into her own corner.
Rebecca: And her opponent, from Buckner, Missouri.... katherine Brock-Brown!
The crowd cheers her on which makes her smile even more, and she gets ready to go as well. The bell rings and the two women move in to the center of the ring. Katherine goes to lock up, but Jenny ducks and moves behind her. Katherine is quick to turn her attention though, and Jenny goes for a kick, but Katherine catches the leg. Jenny hops up and down on one foot and goes for an Enziguiri, but Katherine ducks and Jenny whiffs the kick, just barely missing the side of Katherine's head. Katherine gives the leg a shove and watches Jenny tumble to the mat. Jenny gets right back to her feet though, and they circle the ring, sizing up the opposition and looking for some sort of weakness.
Norton: Can we please note that Farah beat Jenny into the ground at the last Meltdown, so if she wins, there's no reason that they don't just hand the belt to Farah?
Gould: Jesus, can we just watch the match, then discuss championships? And there's Jenny, ducks a clothesline from Katherine, and a nice diving Crossbody from the Dutch Diva!
Jenny hurries to her feet and runs to the ropes again, bounding off and hitting Katherine, who just got to her feet with another diving Crossbody, this time she hooks both of Katherine's legs.
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T--Katherine gets out! Katherine pushes Jenny off of her and gets to her feet. Jenny backs up a few steps, heads for Katherine, but Katherine is ready this time and gets her with a boot to the head that almost takes it off. Katherine grabs Jenny by the hair now, whipping her into the corner. She walks over and kicks Jenny in her ribs with the left, then the right, then the left again. She takes a few steps back, charging in like a bull and hitting a huge Clothesline that squishes Jenny into the corner, and the Dutch Diva collapses to the mat, grasping her sides in pain. Katherine picks her up again, but Jenny shoves her and backs into the corner. Katherine comes at her and she pulls herself off of her feet, able to meet Katherine's face with both soles and Katherine hits the mat hard.
Torres: There we have Jenny getting herself right back into things. Very nice championship material.
Jenny charges and hits Katherine with a diving Clothesline, then hurries to her feet and follows up with some stomps and an elbow drop. She lays over Katherine and lays into her with some right hands now, and Katherine pulls herself to the ropes, causing Higgins to start the break count. Jenny utilizes all of the count that she can before getting to her feet. Higgins advises her to stay back until Katherine is up, and Katherine gets to her feet quickly with the help of the ropes. Jenny goes to charge again, but Katherine dumps her over the top rope to the outside.
Gould: Wise move by Katherine, and this can bide her some time to get freshened up a bit.
Farah Khan: “These bitches...”
Jake Norton: “Are your only competition.”
Farah Khan: “What happens after I kill them?”
Jake Norton: “I... don’t know.”
Farah Khan: “Well, you should figure that out for me, taskmaster.”
Jake Norton: “Perhaps I can get you booked against the LEGENDARY DAVID FRAGGLE!”
Farah Khan: “Isn’t his name Judas?”
Jake Norton: “Either or – both are shit.”
Jenny rolls onto her stomach and leans on her elbows for a second as Higgins starts his count. (....1 .....2) Jenny gets to her feet using the guardrail, and a few fans feel the need to pat her on the back. She leans on the railing and Katherine smiles out at her. (.....3 .....4) Katherine runs to the opposite ropes, then slingshots back and dives over the top rope, taking out an awaiting Jenny, and this restarts the count as both women roll onto their backs to catch their breath. Katherine is to her feet very quickly though, and she rolls Jenny into the ring, then slides in herself. She grabs Jenny, who was on her hands and knees, by the hair, and yanks her to her feet. She lifts Jenny up from behind, and does a sort of Underhook to Jenny's arms, and carries her around for a second. Jenny panics and squirms a lot, showing that this isn't locked in quite yet, and Jenny is dropped. She stumbles for a second, but gets steadied, and turns around, ducking a Clothesline and hitting Katherine with a spinning wheel kick. Katherine doesn't let it keep her down though, and gets to her feet. Jenny does as well and lands a Dropkick that does keep Katherine down for a couple seconds.
Torres: Come on Jenny, she can't have a whole lot left in the tank, let's get that belt!
Jenny goes for a cover quickly, picking up a two count, but Katherine gets a shoulder up just in time. Jenny is furious, and she hurries to her feet, pulling Katherine by the hair. Katherine kicks her in the midsection, then whips her into the ropes. Jenny comes back with a forearm smash to Katherine's face, and they both get up again then and stare each other down. After they start to circle the ring once more, Katherine sets up and completes her finisher, The End, and covers.
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"Fastest Girl in Town" hits the system, and the crowd cheers as Katherine is handed her championship belt. She smiles as she heads up the ramp and jenny looks up at her in complete disbelief and astonishment.
Winner: Katherine Brock via pinfall at 5:22
Malcolm Gould: “Hey, where are you two going?!”
As Norton unbuttons his purple coat while walking up the steel steps at a relaxed pace, Farah Khan springboarded off some ropes to drive both knees against the backside of Jenny Smith, thus sending her tumbling into a corner and crashing face-first against the bottom buckle. Next, Khan leaps at a stirring Katherine Brock so to blast her with a knee that lays her flat out once again. From there, Khan has mounted Katherine and is now slamming hammer-like fists upon the Champion’s face, and thus blood gushes from Katherine’s now-broken nose.
Malcolm Gould: “Dear lord...”
Jim Torres: “Yup, everybody better get started on those prayers for Katherine. She’s gonna need a lot of them.”
Malcolm Gould: “Khan’s supposed to be the Host of our Hall of Fame! This isn’t right!”
Finally inside the ring, Jake Norton places his hands on his hips, looking like a mobster carrying out a hit. But the real hitman is without a doubt Farah Khan, who has left behind a terribly bloodied Katherine Brock to attend to a whimpering Jenny Smith.
Malcolm Gould: “Security! Doctors! Mister Morgan! Anyone, please! Stop this madness!”
Jim Torres: “It’s already set in, Malc. And this is pro’ wrestling after all. All we can do is watch.”
Malcolm Gould: “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???”
Exhausted and wounded, Jenny Smith clearly cannot defend herself after the demanding match she fought mere moments ago, and so Farah Khan mercilessly rams a knee against her face over and over and over and over again. Seven strikes later, Jenny too is losing an appalling amount of blood from a deep cut along her forehead. Satisfied, Farah releases her grip on Jenny’s ponytail, allowing Jenny to fall to the canvas like dead meat. Throughout this entire two minute attack, all Jake Norton has done is watched deadpanned, until grabbing Farah’s wrist and raising her arm in victory for all the thousands in attendance and the millions watching around the world to recognize. Naturally, those who aren’t too horrified to jeer do so.
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We cut to show Nightkrow backstage, twirling his baseball bat in his right hand as he makes his way toward the main arena. He walks down a hall and passes a few kids who just stopped at the hotdog vendor, then stops himself at a water fountain, getting a quick drink. He is seen nearing the curtain, when suddenly he's got three guys on him, throwing him to the floor, the bat flying out of his hand and sliding across the floor, and they're all stomping. We don't get too good a look at who they are, but they stomp on him ruthlessly, when we finally hear the unmistakable voice.
Jordan Keyser: Go get the bat, then I want you two to hold him down while I swing for the fences. I need to get the practice in anyway, I'm sure my swing is a little rusty. Been a while.
We see Tyson Phoenix grab the bat and toss it to Jordan, who catches it with ease, as Gunner and Tyson each grab one of Nightkrow's arms. Before swinging, Jordan holds the bat and jams it into the gut of Nightkrow several times, then takes a swing that hits Nightkrow in the chest. He swings twice more at the chest before tossing the bat aside, and we cut to the arena. "Fight Fire with Fire" slowly begins to play, and the crowd looks on as the video package plays as well. They wait, but get nothing, until finally, there is a huge pyro explosion. It settles in, but still nothing. Finally we see Nightkrow being tossed through the curtain, fighting to get to his feet.
Gould: Come on, can't these guys just focus on their own thing instead of getting into everyone else's business?
Nightkrow does get to his feet and swings at Gunner, who catches the fist, and Jordan runs at him, bringing a knee to the chest of Nightkrow and sends him tumbling down the ramp. Nightkrow gets to one knee and is met with another knee to the face. Gunner rolls him into the ring and Jordan hops up onto the apron. Nightkrow gets to his feet and Jordan springboards off of the top rope, hitting Nightkrow with the Perfect Execution. The lights come back on and Jordan grabs a microphone.
Jordan: You see, we have very real reasons for doing the things that we do. We are a well functioning unit, and we will stop at nothing to restore the proper order here at NAW. Think of us as your "leaders" so to speak, because without leadership, there is anarchy, and anarchy leads to chaos. And as we all know, chaos is a very, very bad thing, and it needs to be stopped before it can get started.
The crowd boos very loudly, and Jordan just smirks and shakes his head.
Jordan: You can yell at us all you want, it doesn't change anything. Nightkrow decided that he wanted to get in our way, and we didn't like that. You see, you don't just get in the way of a train coming at you. You don't get in the way of a tractor trailer flying down the interstate, and you sure as hell don't get in the way of the most powerful group in the wrestling industry just when they're building their momentum. It was a mistake he made, and it was one that he was going to have to pay for somehow. Better now then later, when things are really starting to get good, right?
And with that, Jordan drops the microphone, which hits Nightkrow in the face, and "King of Kings" plays as the group head up the ramp and the camera focuses on a bloodied and broken Nightkrow as the medical team hurries down the ramp to accompany him and check up on him.
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We cut back to the show from last night, where now we see Malcolm Gould on the stage alone.
Gould: You know, sometimes, things don't always go as expected. Sometimes they are tragic, but sometimes they're just all out exciting. When they work out for the better, everyone goes home happy, and that's always something great to see. On that note, it's time for our next award, which is the award for most exciting moment. The nominees are:
The nominees again show up on the screen as he reads them.
-Keyser, Sparkman, Hughes and Phoenix
-Black Circle Boys vs Vice Squad(Shawn Ryder falls from the rafters)
-Judas Fraggle puts Alex Morgan through a table(on accident)
-Joe Martinez Powerbombs Guidance Counselor Craig off the stage
The drumroll happens as Gould opens up the envelope.
Gould: And the winner of the Most Exciting Moment of the Year goes to...... Jordan Keyser, Gunner Hughes, Tyson Phoenix, and Patrick Sparkman!
The crowd applauds again as the scene fades and we go back to the ring.
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*The camera walks into a smoky storefront, the air palpably thick with the combination of smoke and humidity. Very eerie music sets the mood within the store. The hand of the cameraman comes out from behind the lens to clear away some of the haze. The camera looks up to see what is within the building worldtag.us/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/voodoo-new-orleans-2011-4701.jpg. A hand brushes back the beaded curtain and with one hand calls in the cameraman. He slowly walks in to see an old gentleman sitting with his chair on the near side of the table and a woman with hair over her eyes breathing the smoke and reading the cards below her. The old man upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/82/Dr._John_2.jpg speaks for the first time.*
Old Man: Bonjour. Bienvenue à la Nouvelle Orléans. Vous venez ici de ma ville pour entendre ce que j'ai à dire. Vous pouvez vous demander ce qu'il adviendra de votre société. Quand mon neveu vient de l'Atlantique Nord , il vient de dévastation.
*The Voodoo queen places down “The Emperor” card.*
Old Man: Il va faire ce qu'il veut à qui il veut sans aucun défi.
*The Voodoo queen places on top of the previous card, the “Strength” card.*
Old Man: Quiconque décide d'obtenir dans sa voie est bientôt pour découvrir l'erreur de leurs façons.
*The Voodoo queen turns over revealing the “Hanged Man” card.*
Old Man: Tout ce que vous pourriez faire, tout ce que vous pouvez essayer, vous allez tous tomber à ses pieds, à la mendicité pour la miséricorde, mais peu importe ce que vous faites ou ce que vous dites, il sera toujours terminer de la même manière.
*The Voodoo queen turns over the final card revealing the “Death” card. Her hair flips back over as her eyes roll back in her head.*
Old Man: En dépit de votre misère imminente, nous allons laisser le bon temps rouler.
*The camera quickly spins as the cameraman is grabbed by the shoulder and spun, letting out an audible scream. A large shadowy figure continues holding that shoulder, but stays hidden away in the corner of room, face concealed by the darkness and the haze.*
Shadowy figure: *in a thick New Orleans accent* It’s time fo’ you ta’ go.
*The camera is shoved back out of the curtain all the way back into the booze-filled frenzy of Bourbon Street. The cameraman looks back at the building before it is concealed by the large amount of people celebrating themselves in the den of sin.*
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The V-List vs The Uproars
When we come back to the ring, the Uproars are already in the ring, their music fading out slowly. As "Storytime" by Nightwish hits the PA system five masked men walk out from behind the curtains and stand on the ramp. Judas Fraggle holding a Tag Team title then walks out followed by David Fraggle who is wearing a very similar attire to Judas Fraggle and also holding a Tag Team title. Judas turns around and looks at the masked men, he then signals for one of them to follow him. A masked man begins to walk towards Judas Fraggle. Judas, David and the masked man walk towards the ring and when they get to it Judas climbs onto the ring apron and then puts one foot over the rope and then the other. David then slides into the ring and then stands up and the masked man walks over to a corner. David then takes off his mask and then he and Judas raise the NAW Tag Team titles over their heads as the music stops playing. The bell rings, and the four men begin brawling.
Edison throws David Fraggle out of the ring right away, runs to the opposite ropes, coming back and hitting a perfect Swan Dive over the top rope to take out David Fraggle. Judas Fraggle, on the other hand, has the advantage in his little scuffle with Loomis. He forces Loomis into the corner, and goes for a nice clothesline in the corner, but Loomis ducks and when Fraggle turns around, he is met with a boot to the face. David Fraggle slides into the ring and is also met with a boot to the face. Edison slides in after him, as he and Loomis high five each other. Loomis grabs David Fraggle and holds his arms, giving Edison an opening to hit kicks to either side of Fraggle's ribs. He tosses David Fraggle to the ground, and they nod to each other as they take turns stomping on Judas Fraggle now. Edison takes his attention to David Fraggle, who is slowly getting to his feet, and lands a Swinging Neckbreaker, while Loomis gets Judas into the corner and stomps at his chest, then puts a boot to his throat and holds it there for several seconds.
Gould: Complete domination on one side by the Uproars right now, it's sorta ridiculous, ya know?
Torres: Calm down, Gould. These guys know what they're doing.
David Fraggle gets to his feet again, blocking a right hand from Edison and whipping him into the ropes. He charges as Edison runs, and hits a running clothesline and both men spill over to the outside again. David grabs Edison by the back of the head and slams his face into the guardrail a couple times, Edison looking to stop it, and he does so. He grabs Fraggle and throws him into the steel stairs. Judas Fraggle reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small canister, spraying it in the face of Loomis, who goes to shield his face, but it's too late, and he screams as he is sprayed with some pepper spray.
Jake Norton: “Planet hands cannot lose this match.”
Farah Khan: “Isn’t Edison supposed to be in Mexico wrestling exclusively for Underground X?”
Jake Norton: “So? Dude defies fucking gravity! He can’t defy UX too?”
Farah Khan: “If he beats these Fraggling fuckheads, does dorgan induct Eddy into the Hall of Fame?”
Jake Norton: “Yes, because Edison will have defused the BOMB! The same BOMB David threatens to use to BLOW NAW SKY HIGH!”
Farah Khan: “Jinkies!”
Judas throws Loomis out of the ring now and gets under the ring, pulling out a barbed wire wrapped two by four, and swings it at Loomis, causing several hunks of skin to tear from his face, and the bell rings once.
Rebecca: Erik Loomis is eliminated from contention!
Torres: I like to see this, a good old handicap match!
Edison slams David Fraggle's head against the ring apron, then whips him and tosses him over the guardrail into a couple of fans. He turns around and is met with a right hand from Judas Fraggle, who goes to swing the two by four, but Edison goes to block it with his boot. It sticks into the boot for a second, and Judas Fraggle pulls it hard, pulling Edison off of his feet, and he pulls it right out. He goes to swing it again, but Edison rolls under the ring. The Fraggles spend a couple of seconds looking for him, and when David Fraggle turns around once, he is met with a Double Underhook DDT. Apparently there were shards of something, or maybe it was just his time, but David Fraggle's face appears to be busted open now.
Rebecca: David Fraggle has been eliminated!
Judas and Edison look at each other for some one on one action now, and Edison fights Judas hard, the two men walking up the stage. The masked characters on the stage watch on still, as do Alex Morgan and Mitch Thompson at ringside. One of the masked characters grabs Edison and Fraggle swings the two by four, hitting edison square in the jaw with it and causing blood to start pouring from his mouth. The bell rings again, and Fraggle smiles as he pulls Edison down the ramp. He looks ready to continue attacking, but decides against it and instead just roughly drops him.
Judas Fraggle asks for a microphone and one is handed to him.
Judas Fraggle: Alex Morgan I want you to stop walking away in a huff because I've got something to say to you.
Alex Morgan stops walking away from ringside, turns around and looks at Judas Fraggle.
Judas Fraggle: Alex if you look up on the stage you'll see my army of lost souls who have helped me torture you for the past couple of months. With their help I've been able to embarrass you in ways that you never thought were possible. With their help I've made you regret the day that you fired me. Tonight it all ends. What do I mean by that? I mean I feel like I got my revenge over you and it's time for my army and I to say goodbye to NAW forever. That's right Alex I'm leaving NAW and I'm never coming back.
Judas Fraggle looks at David Fraggle.
Judas Fraggle: However before I go there's one person who I need to talk to and his name is David Fraggle. David you're the reason why my wrestling career got started, you're the reason why my wrestling career has reached the point that it's at today however for the past couple of weeks I've learned something about myself. I'm not a V-Lister and therefore I've never fitted in with your V-List Circus. That is why I'm returning this NAW Tag Team title. Masked man please enter the ring.
The masked man who is standing outside the ring slides into the ring and stands up.
Judas Fraggle: Masked man please take off your mask.
The masked man in the ring takes off his mask and it's "Sideshow" Euan Dante.
Judas Fraggle: Sideshow you were the original holder of this NAW Tag Team title therefore I'm giving you this back.
Judas Fraggle puts the NAW Tag Team Title onto Sideshow's shoulder.
Judas Fraggle: There is one last thing that I need to do.
Judas Fraggle takes off his mask and gives it to Judas Fraggle.
Judas Fraggle then leaves the ring, walks up the ramp and goes behind the curtain. His army of masked men then follow him backstage. David Fraggle then looks at Sideshow" Euan Dante and then they both roll out of the ring, grab their NAW Tag Team titles, walk up the ramp and go backstage.
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We go back to last night's show of the Hall of Fame Ceremony, where Jim Torres is by himself now.
Torres: Ya know, I'm a huge fan of tag team wrestling. I don't know what it is about it, but I absolutely love it. It's very underrated, and I kinda wish that it was held in as high a standard as it once was. But I digress, here are your nominees for the Tag Team of the Year award.
-The V-List
-The Vice Squad
-The Black Cicle Boys
-The Latin Kings
-The Suits
The quick video package plays, highlighting the five teams for a minute before we go back to Torres.
Torres: And the winner is.....The V-List!
Cheers from the audience again as we cut back to the show yet again.
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When we get back to the arena, we see the crowd on their feet and "Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed hits. There's actually quite a few boos, and James Weck just totally ignores them. He stands on the stage for a few seconds and looks down the ramp at the ring, his scowl remains perfect. He holds his arms out for a second and starts his way down the ramp.
Rebecca: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match for the NAW Television Championship! Introducing first, from Paramus, New Jersey.... James Weck!
Weck slides into the ring under the bottom rope and does a lap around the ring, getting himself pumped for this match. His music fades out, and "Lesson in Violence" by Exodus fades in. The crowd cheers on in a great excitement as the lights cut out like usual and a red spotlight swirls around the arena. At the moment when Martinez would normally appear on the stage, he is nowhere to be found. Nobody really seems to be all that bothered by it, although a couple do seem at least slightly confused. A spotlight finally sees Martinez at the top of the lower deck in the audience, and he makes his way slowly through the sea of fans, the spotlight having trouble staying on him though.
Rebecca: And the opponent, from Aztec, New Mexico... He is your NAW Televisioin Champion.... The Madman..... Joe Martinez!
Martinez stops at the guardrail and holds his title belt up high in the air before getting over the railing. He stares into the ring at Weck, and the two continue to stare each other down as "Lesson in Violence" fades out. They stare each other down for several more seconds as "Bulls on Parade" hits the PA system. The crowd loves it, but a lot of people seem absolutely confused.
Torres: What in the....
As you hear De La Rocha screaming his rhymes out, we see our one and only Sebastian Jankowski standing on the stage, a huge smile on his face.
Gould: VINTAGE JANKOWSKI!
Jankowski stands on the stage and holds his arms out, banging his head a little bit to the music as the crowd goes nuts. He starts on his way down the ramp, high fiving a bunch of the fans on his way down the ramp. He stops at the bottom to play a little bit of air guitar, and his music cuts out as he ducks a swing from Weck. Martinez comes around and hits Weck hard with a Clothesline. The bell does ring, and the three men start to brawl. Jankowski backs out of the one on one brawl between Weck and Martinez, and gets into the ring. He watches as the two exchange blows on the outside. They both look into the ring now, and Jankowski runs and dives over the top rope, taking them both down with a Suicide Dive that gets the crowd riled up. He gets to his feet and grabs Weck by the hair, and Martinez hits Weck with a couple of knee lifts.
Torres: These two turd burglars think they're gonna get Weck into a little handicap match situation...
Gould: They're just eliminating a common threat.
Torres: To Jankowski, everyone should be a threat.
Jankowski whips Weck into the ringpost and Weck hits it hard with his shoulder, and Martinez goes over to a downed Weck and begins wailing on him. Jankowski backs up into the furthest part of the guardrail from them, and Martinez grabs Weck and picks him up. He holds Weck's arms so he can't move, and Jankowski runs at him, jumping up onto the ring apron and bouncing off, looking for a kick to the face of Weck. Weck ducks, though, and Jankowski's foot gets a whole bunch of Martinez! The Madman hits the floor hard, and Jankowski looks totally upset at the miss. Weck turns him around and kicks him hard in the gut, then lifts him and plants him with a big Powerbomb! He goes over to Martinez, who is slowly getting to his feet, and rolls him into the ring. He climbs up onto the ring apron and gets in, Martinez getting up slowly. He grabs Martinez by the hair and starts hitting him with some huge rights. He whips Martinez into the ropes, and Martinez comes back, boucing off the shoulder block that Weck hit him hard with.
Torres: Here we go, Mr. Weck has finally gotten his groove back!
Weck grabs Martinez and throws him into the corner, then runs and hits him with a shoulder to the midsection. He holds the middle rope on either side and jams a shoulder into the champ repeatedly, hitting the spot five times before backing off. Martinez staggers out of the corner and is planted onto the mat with a powerslam. Weck turns his attention to one of the corners, and is hit by Jankowski with a huge Missile Dropkick and the crowd explodes again! Jankowski gets to his feet and Martinez gets up as well. Jankowski looks to make amends for the mistake with Martinez, reaching out for a handshake, but Martinez just turns away and punches Weck, who is up to one knee. Weck drops down again and Martinez starts stomping on him over and over. He grabs Weck by the hair again, and is shoved away. He goes back and hits Weck hard with a couple right hands before whipping Weck to the ropes, and the man tumbles over the top rope to the outside.
Jake Norton: “I like the fat guy.”
Farah Khan: “The hairy fat guy?”
Jake Norton: “Mhm.”
Farah Khan: “So that’s your type.”
Martinez heads to the outside, and is kicked by Weck, forcing him back to the ring apron. Weck hurries to his feet, and he charges and hits Martinez, forcing his spine hard into the apron. Weck smirks as he hits Martinez with some hard right hands, then sends Martinez face first into the ring post. Jankowski comes out to aid the Madman, but Weck is geting into a groove, and he hits Jankowski hard, then sends him into the post as well. He gets back into the ring, and Jankowski slowly gets up. He gets up onto a turnbuckle, and Weck shakes the rope, forcing Jankowski to crotch the turnbuckle. Weck heads over to him and lifts him onto his shoulders, and he hits the Wecking Ball! He goes to cover!
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TH--Martinez makes the save!
Torres: God dammit he was so close!
Gould: Wow, Jim, nothing like showing who your favorite wrestler is. We're supposed to be impartial.
Torres: Meh.
Martinez reaches into his pocket...
Gould: DIRT IN THE EYES!
Weck rubs his face crazily, eyes irritated now by the mud that was just thrown at him, and Martinez takes the oppportunity, rolling up Weck.
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"Lesson in Violence" hits, and the crowd goes wild, as Martinez gets to his feet. Jankowski rolls out of the ring, highly upset by the fact that he didn't pick up the win, while Norton and Khan continue to jeer him. He just shakes his head at them, and Martinez holds his belt high for the entire arena to see, and sees Jankowski on the outside, and goes to the outside, grabbing Jankowski by the arm, and holding it up. Just then, the music cuts, and we see Isaac Bloom on the stage.
Bloom: Woah, woah, woah. Before we get too over excited, I wanna see if your friend there has what it takes to win a match. Because I don't think he's picked up a win since I arrived here. So he's going to go one on one in about two minutes against a man I handpicked in a Loser Leaves Town match!
The crowd boos as we fade quickly.
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We go back to last night, and we see Barry Lincoln, who is also in a tuxedo, on the stage now.
Lincoln: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for doing what you do, and making each and every show the success that it is. It means a lot to this company, and all of the people involved, and it helps us all have a great time, and in the vein of successful shows, well..that's what this award is all about. The nominees for show of the year are:
-NAW Heatwave
-NAW Spring Breakdown
-WBSW Live!: Holiday Fear
-St. Valentine's Day Massacre
-WBSW Live!: Countdown to Wrestlefest
We see a video package including some of the highlights from these shows, and when we go back to the show, Lincoln holds the envelope.
Lincoln: And show of the year is.....NAW Heatwave!
The crowd applauds and we go back to the show.
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When we come back, Jankowski is in the center of the ring, a frightened look on his face. After several seconds of silence, we hear "Everybody's Dixie" play over the system, and the fans immediately erupt in boos. Sparkman appears on the stage, ready to wrestle, followed by the clan of Keyser, Hughes, and Phoenix. He slides into the ring and immediately attacks Jankowski, hitting him with some hard right hands. He pulls Jankowski to the mat and locks in a headlock, then covers.
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Kickout! Sparkman tries to lock Jankowski's legs down and cover again.
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Kickout! Sparkman gets to his feet and pulls Jankowski up, and Jankowski runs to the ropes, springboarding off and hitting a moonsault. He covers Sparkman and hooks the leg.
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Kickout!
Jankowski gets to his feet and Sparkman does as well. The crowd boos loudly as Keyser makes some jabs at a few fans in the front. Sparkman goes over to where Keyser is, and Jordan shouts some encouragement into the ring. Sparkman turns around and Keyser immediately trips him, and the three men on the outside turn around and head up the ramp as Jankowski waits, and when Sparkman gets to his feet, Jankowski connects with the Destroyer, and he covers!
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The crowd erupts as "Bulls on Parade" hits and Jankowski smiles and freaks out in excitement as the crowd continues to cheer him on, and Bloom just stares down the ramp with the rest of the stable, and they head to the back while Jankowski continues to celebrate.
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We cut back to the show from last night once more, and the crowd continues cheering on as we see Malcolm Gould and Jim Torres once more.
Gould: These wrestlers are some of the most intense people in the sporting world.
Torres: These guys put their bodies and lives on the line to entertain people the world over, and they deserve all the praise in the world.
Gould: And as a little bit of us giving back, we want to offer a little something to give back. So we had a few more special awards. The next award is the award for Match of the Year. And the nominees...
-Steven Gold vs Gunner Hughes at WBSW Live: Holiday Fear!
-Gunner Hughes vs Virgil Keenan at Spring Breakdown
-Virgil Keenan vs Jordan Keyser at Heatwave
-Black Circle Boys vs Vice Squad at St. Valentine's Day Massacre
Simultaneously: And the winner is...... Gunner Hughes vs Virgil Keenan!
A loud applause as we cut one more time.
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The scene opens with a man wearing a felt hat sitting on the ground in what appears to be an alley, his back against a graffiti-covered wall. He has a beard that is mostly gray and raggedy and hair that is more salt than pepper and unkempt. He has an eye patch and his face is quite dirty. He is shamelessly picking at what is left of his teeth with a toothpick.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
He saves food for later…in his teeth.
The scene shifts and the same man is seen standing in front of a tree. The sound of a liquid hitting bark can be heard. He steps away from the tree, turns around, and zips his fly up. He then scratches his armpit.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
When he urinates on a tree, the tree is tempted to say thank-you.
On the screen the grungy man can be seen standing in front of a music store, looking at a poster of the band LMFAO and swaying his hips provocatively to the tune that only he can hear.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
He believes the song “I’m Sexy And I Know It”…was written about him.
The unsavory gentleman is now seen combing his beard while looking at himself in the mirror of someone’s car. A disembodied voice is heard yelling at the man. He turns and hisses and then runs away.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
His beard is more absorbent than the leading paper towel brand, making food storage easy.
The scene shifts one last time and the man is seen dancing in the sprinklers at some poor person’s home. The water leaves dirty streaks all over his face.
VOICE-OVER ANNOUNCER
He is...Box Car Bob.
A graphic shows on the screen announcing that Box Car Bob is coming to North Atlantic Wrestling. The NAW logo flashes and the scene fades to black.
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We come back and we see the ring cleared out and the crowd gives out a pretty mixed reaction as "Warrior's Call" by Volbeat hits. Trent Brown appears on the stage, and stares around at the packed Garden, keeping his head down and heading down the ramp slowly.
Rebecca: The following match is a Triple Threat Match for the NAW Championship! Introducing first, all the way from Dublin, Ireland..... The Celtic Warrior.... Trent Brown!
Trent rolls into the ring and holds his arms out, then pounds his chest a couple of times and goes to one corner. As his music fades out, we hear Khresis Pass by Ministry hit, and the crowd gives another mixed reaction, but this time a lot more cheers come that way as Thad Jefferson appears on the stage next to his cohort Frankie. The two men stare at the fans, and head down the ramp, Frankie recording several fans' reactions to Thad's indifference toward them. Thad gets to the bottom of the ramp and sees several guys in camo shorts, no shirts on cheering wildly at the sight of the two. Frankie goes over and high fives the guys, and Thad cracks a smirk, but not much more.
Rebecca: The opponent, from Louisiana..... Thad Jefferson!
We continue to get a mixed reaction, but the crowd is definitely not silent for him as he slides into the ring across from Trent. They stare each other down as "King of Kings" plays. There is an immediate chorus of boos from the fans as Jordan Keyser stands on the stage after several pyros go off in a frenzy. Jordan stares the fans down and does nothing more than shake his head in total disgust at the sight of what he sees around him. He heads down the ramp slowly, holding his title belt high so everyone can clearly see that he's better than them. He smiles as he gets to the bottom of the ramp.
Rebecca: And their opponent, from Texas.... The Executioner.... and NAW Champion.... Jordan Keyser!
The crowd keeps on booing as Jordan hands the belt off to someone at the timekeeper's table. He climbs up onto the apron, and is met with a running Clothesline from Thad, which sends him right back to the floor, to much love from the fans. Thad turns around and is met with a huge clothesline from Trent now. Trent keeps stomping on Thad though, until Thad gets to his feet. Thad then ducks another clothesline and dumps Trent over the top rope, which leads to Trent taking Jordan out once again. The fans pop and Thad bounces off the other ropes and kicks both guys who are slowly getting up with a baseball slide. He hits Trent hard in the spine a few times with a club handed shot, then throws him into the ring post. Jordan rolls off to the side and holds onto the guardrail, still almost in a fetal position. Thad rolls Trent into the ring and slides in as well, then picks Trent up and whips him into the corner. He hits Trent with a hip splash, and Trent falls to a seated position, and Thad runs over and gives him a sole to the face. The crowd keeps cheering as Thad puts a beatdown on Trent, and he finally goes for a cover.
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Kickout by Trent!
Gould: Thought we had a new champion. Looks like Jordan might be in pretty bad shape, he hasn't moved for a while.
Thad goes over to a corner to see Jordan, who is slowly getting to his feet. And he climbs up the top turnbuckle and comes off with a Dropkick that sends Jordan into a few fans, and causes them to spill their popcorn and sodas, but somehow, none of that gets all over Jordan. Thad gets back into the ring and is met with some right hands from Trent, then a Scoop Slam. He covers Thad quickly, hooking a leg.
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Shoulder up by Thad! Trent picks Thad up and whips him into a corner, then is thrown into Thad from out of nowhere by Jordan, who is back in the thick of things now! He grabs Trent by his bright hair and slams his face into one of the turnbuckles a few times before throwing him to the mat. He goes over to Thad, who grabs him and turns them around, throwing Jordan into the corner. Thad goes for some corner stomps, but Jordan grabs his leg and shoves him, and he takes a few steps back and stumbles over himself to hit the mat. Jordan sits on the top turnbuckle, feet balanced on the middle rope and he comes off with a diving elbow drop, and he covers now, hooking a leg.
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TW--Save made by Trent now! Trent grabs Jordan and hits him with a few right hands, whipping him into the ropes, and when Jordan comes back, he is planted with a Powerslam, and now Trent covers him, hooking a leg!
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Thad makes the save this time, and all three men just lay on the mat catching their breath and trying not to get too frustrated. Thad is to his feet first, and he grabs Trent. He lands a Vertical Suplex, then turns his attention to Jordan, kicking him lightly to knock him off of his knee and back down onto his back. He presses a foot to the throat of Jordan, attempting to choke him out, and Jordan struggles to get Thad off of him. Trent comes over and hits Thad in the abck of the head with an ax handle, and when Thad turns around, Trent goes for the Lights Out, but Thad ducks out of the way, and Trent hits Jordan with it.
Farah Khan: “Spoiler alert: Trent Brown wins.”
Jake Norton: “NO SPOILERS!”
Farah Khan: “Imagine if that soulless cunt won though.”
Jake Norton: “That’s the NAW Hall of Fame for you.”
Thad hits him with a headbutt, then connects with his Signature DDT and Guillotine that he has patented as the Loony Bin! He locks the Guillotine Choke tight, and Trent taps out rather quickly. The crowd goes wild when Thad gets to his feet, realizing that he just won the biggest match of his career so far.
Rebecca: Here is your winner, and new NAW Champion...... Thad Jefferson!
Frankie freaks out and hops into the ring to congratulate Thad, and Thad holds the belt and stares at it, still seeming to not grasp how big the win actually was. Jordan rolls out of the ring and stares at Thad in anger.
Jordan: I will have payback.
Thad just smirks and holds the belt high as we cut back to last night's show for the last time.
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We see Malcolm Gould at the podium again, this time with a Hall of Fame plaque in his hands. He looks down at it and a smile crosses his face.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight has been a very special night for all of us, and we're happy to celebrate our first anniversary with all of you. We have one more award, and it's going to be a double award, this time at least. So without further ado, we would like to give this award to a man who has worked hard since his arrival, back when we were specifically located in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, and nobody wanted anything to do with us.
This man had gone on a nearly 8 month undefeated streak, and held the NAW Championship for an unprecedented 191 days. He is one of the most agile big men I've ever seen, and is hugely responsible for how big this company has become.
So if you would allow me to present this award on behalf of the company of NAW to a man who I consider to be a friend and am proud to call an acquaintance, I would like to induct Mr. Gunner Hughes into the NAW Hall of Fame.
The music plays and the crowd gives a standing ovation, and we hear the commentators as Gunner comes out to accept the award in the background.
Gould: That was such an amazing night, and I was very happy to be a part of it.
Torres: It was awesome, and I'm glad to see that everyone came out. Thank you guys for making us as big as we are, we owe everything to our fans all over the country, we're out of time tonight, but we will see you at the next Meltdown as we start to tour the dirty south! Good night!
And with that, the NAW logo and CWC logo both fade in and out on the screen before the transmission ends.