OAOAST HeldDOWN~! 7/3/03

[Guest Zack Malibu]

OAOAST HeldDOWN~! OFFICIAL PREVIEW

 

 

One day shy of Independence Day, the stars of the HeldDOWN~! brand are ready to let the real fireworks get underway. Now that the Great Angle Bash is a footnote in wrestling history, some stories behind the bloodshed have ended, while new ones have opened. A new chapter in HeldDOWN~! history opens tonight, and here's what's in store:

 

 

SOME GUYS HAVE ALL THE LUCK

 

One of the most brutal encounters at the Bash was the Hell In A Cell, pitting former friends turned bitter rivals Anglesault and Some Guy against each other. The match saw appearances from both Brock Ausstin and the shocking return of Big McLargeHuge as SG and AS bloodied and bruised each other in hopes of becoming the #1 Contender. After all was said and done, it was Some Guy who had his hand raised. Tonight, he takes on his ally, Zack Malibu, for the World Heavyweight Championship. Malibu had what many consider the fight of his life this past Sunday, finally vanquishing Stephen Joseph once and for all. Neither man is 100% going into this, but promise to not pull any punches. Friends or not, this one should be classic.

 

X 'EM OFF THE LIST

 

Since he stopped catering to the fans (as he would say), K Money has been on a roll. After forming Black Label with his brother Ragdoll, the duo is responsible for the hospitalization of Mad Matt, who was taken out in only his second match in the company. Money's singles career has also flourished, as he's gotten a pin over the World Champion (in tag action), captured the X Title, and defeated his own brother in a thrilling defense at the Great Angle Bash! Tonight, K Money puts the X Title on the line once again, against the HeldDOWN~! Rock Superstar, Mongoose Foshi! Will Money gain another notch in his belt, or will the X Title become the latest achievement in the talented musician/wrestler's career?

 

TOTALLY UNIMPRESSED

 

After falling to The Dream Machines this past Sunday in the Glass Tables Match, Calvin Szechstein has been reevaluating life as the Totally Endorsed stable knows it. Tonight, Calvin has gathered the troops for a meeting, one that he hopes to motivate them to stay focused.

 

Also expected:Shattered Dreams has been egging Zack Malibu on these last few weeks...is anyone going to shut him up? Josh Matthews' debuts his new skit, the High-Five, and Mad Matt has promised a sitdown interview on his condition and his goals upon returning! All this and more comes to you live in just a short while!

[Guest Zack Malibu]

OAOAST HeldDOWN~!

 

 

Brought to you in part this week by The American Red Cross. They would like to show their support for all the OAOAST stars, who, albeit involuntarily, donated blood this past Sunday at the Great Angle Bash. Way to make 'em proud, guys!

 

*The screen quickly cuts to darkened room, where Axel is standing, wearing his ring attire of a leather jacket, long black pants a Red shirt with black 'X' and dark glasses*

 

"Welcome to my world. I told you that I was coming soon, but I bet you never expected anything like what I did at the Great Angle Bash. A lot of people have been asking me why I didwhat I did, and I will give them their answer, in due time.

 

But now, onto Brock Ausstin. Brock, you detest me. And after last night, the look in your eyes, I know that you fear me too. Ferdinand Fotch once said 'None but a coward dares to boast that he has never known fear.' Well you are a coward Brock. You fear me. You feared Crystal last night. That is why you attacked her before, and even after the match.

 

Do you want to attack me, Brock? No, I don't think so. Because you know, in your heart and in your soul, that if you did attack me, I would beat the living hell out of you.

 

Oh, and Heyross, Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And I swear to god that Crystal will hurt you tonight.

 

As for you, Brock. I will make you feel the pain, taste the pain, and when its all said and done, I will make you like that very pain."

 

Axel rolls his eyes into the back of his head, when suddenly he stumbles towards the camera. The reason for this is that Brock Ausstin has appeared behind him, clubbing him from behind! Heyross scrambles in front of his man, trying to calm him down.

 

Heyross:"Brock...God's sake...wait until match time!"

 

Brock nudges past his handler, as he walks over to Axel again, grabbing him by the back of the head and clubbing him in the back of his skull. Suddenly, CRYSTAL~! is on the scene, charging in and pulling Brock away from Axel. She unloads with forearms on his chest, as he stares her down while she pummels him. Brock reaches out and grabs her by the throat, causing her to reach out and grab his wrists, trying to pry it away. In a flash, Axel is up, and he knocks Brock's grip away from her throat, then rushes forward, ramming Brock into a wall. Heyross pounces at Axel with an axehandle, but Crystal grabs him away and tosses him aside, sending him flying over a catering table. As she deals with him, Brock shoves Axel away, then kicks him and powerbombs him down onto a production trunk! Crystal turns back to Brock, and gets FLOORED with a lariat from the big hoss!

 

Grunting, Brock goes over to Heyross, helping him up out of the wreckage. The two hustle out of there, disappearing out the exit door. The cameras give chase, but the only thing they are able to catch is a glimpse of a Cadillac pulling away at a rapid speed...

[Guest Zack Malibu]

 

Michael Cole and The Coach are standing by, ready for us. Coach is doing breathing exercises.

 

MC:"Are you calm? We're on the air now."

 

Coach:"Hee-hee-hee hooooo...hee-hee-hee hooooo..."

 

MC:"Oh boy. Folks, welcome to this week's HeldDOWN~!, coming to you just several days after the most brutal PPV in OAOAST history, the Great Angle Bash. We were supposed to bring you tag team action just now, with Brock Ausstin and his manager, Rick Heyross, taking on Crystal and newcomer Axel, but..."

 

(Coach gets up from his seat and tries rushing away. Michael Cole has to stand up and block his path, sitting him back down.)

 

MC:"GET A GRIP, MAN!"

 

Coach:"That jealous bastard!"

 

MC:"Eh...you've got a point. For those who missed the PPV, Brock Ausstin defeated Crystal in their encounter, only to have Crystal return later in the night and pin Peter Knight for the 24/7 title!"

 

Coach:"He just wants something he can't have!"

 

MC:"Sounds familiar."

 

Coach:"Don't f*** with me, Michael!"

 

MC:"Well...on that note, let's take it away to Josh Matthews', who's debuting a new segment this week called the High Five. Josh, the floor is yours!"

[Guest Zack Malibu]

Josh: What's crackin peeps? This is Josh Matthews, and welcome to the first edition of "Josh's high five," the most cutting edge segment in all of wrestling. I'll be asking five hard hitting questions to all of your favorite OAOAST superstars

 

("21 questions" by 50 Cent plays to a video montage of Josh interviewing people)

 

Josh: Baby girl it's easy to love me now...

 

Producer: Josh we're live!

 

Josh: Oh! Uh, welcome back My first guest is none other than the OAOAST world champion, Zack Malibu. What's crackin Zack?

 

ZM:"Not much, Josh. I'm just ready for whatever you need to know?"

 

Josh: Let's get to the questions. Tell me what it was like winning the title at Anglemania. Were you excited, joyful or were you just relived that your journey was over?

 

ZM:"Heh, I'd have to say all of the above, if I could. I chased that belt for a year, went through some of the toughest matches and opponents in my life. Between the "phantom win" against Caboose, to putting CWM through the roof of a cell, it was a long, hard road to Anglemania. Anglesault could have crippled me that night, he twisted my ankle like an elastic band. To say that I got out of there in one piece is something I'm proud of, for sure.

 

Josh: I've got to say, your match against Anglesault had me on the edge of my seat....On to the next question. Do you go into every match thinking you're going to win? Do you ever think that this could be the day you lose the title?

 

ZM:"I don't go into every match thinking I'm going to win...I go in thinking I HAVE to win. I know that this belt can be pried away at a moments notice, but it's going to take a LOT to get it off me. I've worked too hard. That's not to say that others aren't doing the same, but it's going to be a long time before my grip on the gold starts to slip."

 

 

Josh: There's lots of new talent coming into heldDOWN, do you worry that one of these new guys could be the one to take away your title?

 

ZM:"You bet. I do a lot of scouting, I have to because I'm a fighting champion. I want everyone to get their fair shake. Look at guys like K Money, or Foshi. Look at Crystal. All worthy contenders, all would make for great champions. I give them all the credit in the world, and I know one of them could wind up being my downfall someday."

 

 

Josh: Sticking with the new guys subject, which rookie have you been most impressed with so far?

 

ZM:"Oh man, where do I begin. K Money for sure, he's stood toe to toe and side by side with me. He beat Anglesault decisevly, and that doesn't come easy. Crystal has also been able to hold her own against some of our best, even guys like Brock Ausstin. The roster on HeldDOWN~! is by far the best roster anywhere in wrestling right now."

 

 

Josh: Let's get serious for a second. There's been a lot of turn over in the OAOAST and a lot of older, established superstars leaving the company. I guess one could say that you're a senior in the locker room. What's your secret? How have you remained on the top of the OAOAST for so long, while others who came in at the same time you did have fallen off the face of the earth?

 

ZM:"I'm not one for politics, and I never was. Caboose left once, same with Some Guy. They didn't like the office breathing down there necks. So I got ahold of those two guys, and I said to not worry about the office...do it for yourself. Do what you want to do, what you HAVE to do. That's why Caboose came back with a vengeance. That's why Some Guy stood up to Anglesault once and for all. That's also why I've been able to live through even the darkest days. Going out there, busting my ass, I do it because I love it. I get a rush out of the fans chanting my name. I don't have to do this, I choose to. Win or lose, I've had fun here, and I'll continue to do so. That's all that matters, really."

 

Josh: That's five. Zack, thank you for being my first guest.

 

Zack: No prob.

 

Josh: I'll see you next week with another edition of "Josh's high five". Until next time, keep it crunk!

 

(The High Five segment fades out, but before we cut to break, we get a graphic of Mad Matt. He's going to tell us how he's doing in a special interview when we come back!)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

Coach:"...down and out....would you stillll have love for me..."

 

MC:"I hate that song. And we're back."

 

Coach:"Hey, you wanted me calm. Music soothes the soul."

 

MC:"It also makes you dance like an idiot."

 

Coach:"Don't playa hate."

 

MC:"Right...anyways, Josh Matthews will join us again momentarily, as he's sitting with Mad Matt. Matt made a spectacular debut alongside Zack Malibu several weeks back, but was taken out the following week via Ragdoll. Tonight, Mad Matt has an open forum to discuss recent events, and we go to that now."

 

Coach:"Josh gets around, huh?"

 

MC:"Just...go to the interview."

 

Josh Matthews is with Mad Matt for this Exclusive to HeldDown sitdown interview.

 

Josh Matthews:All right I am here with Mad Matt. Mad Matt first of all how are you feeling.

 

Mad Matt:How do you think I feel? I have a concussion. I am seeing double visions. I think I may be going crazy. Other than that I am fine as anyone can be.

 

Matthews:Ragdoll really did a number on you.

 

Mad Matt:Your ignorance never ceases to amaze me. Of course he did. I wouldn't be in the hospital for over a week if he didn't do a number on me. Use your common sense.

 

Matthews:Last week your doctor said that there would be a clearer picture of what is going on after he ran some test. What are the results of those tests?

 

Mad Matt:I do not want to even think of the results of those tests. I will tell you anyway that they were not good. My doctor warns me if I take too many more blows to the head I will spend the rest of my life as a vegetable. My doctor is advising me to retire.

 

Matthews:So are you retiring. Well it has been a pleasure working you you the past couple of months and I hope...

 

Mad Matt:SHUT UP. I am not retiring. I know I can get seriously injured. Do you think I care? Do you think I really give a damn if I spend the rest of my days not knowing whats going on around me?

 

Matthews:Well maybe...

 

Mad Matt:The answer is no. There are more important things in life then my health. You know what they are Matthews.

 

Matthews:I don't have the slighest idea.

 

Mad Matt:Revenge. Revenge on Ragdoll for putting me out of action. For nearly making me retire from the sport I love. Also I have another motive for wanting Ragdoll in the ring after the Great Angle Bash.

 

Matthews:What would that me?

 

Mad Matt:Championship gold. Ragdoll is the NWA/UPW/Zero-One Jr. Heavyweight Champion. He opened himself up to an intensified assault when he won that match against K-Money for the gold. Don't get me wrong I want revenge but the gold just sweetens the deal now.

 

Matthews:There has been a change in your personality. The old Mad Matt would not have wanted revenge on someone.

 

Mad Matt:The old Mad Matt is gone. He got Devil Dolled out of my body. Ragdoll made a big mistake. He unleashed the fury within me.

 

Matthews:When can we see you back in the ring?

 

Mad Matt:Whenever I sign those damn waivers that clear OAOAST or anyone in it of any legal action should I get hurt. That should be cleared up within the next week or two.

 

Matthews:Any thoughts that you want to leave in regards your feud with Ragdoll.

 

Mad Matt:I said what I wanted to said. I will do the rest of the talking when I get back into the ring.

 

(The cameras close in on the determined gaze of Mad Matt, as we cut to commercial break.)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

We're back, and Stephen Joseph is walking around backstage, looking for someone. He knocks on one of the superstar's doors, but the door's name is blocked by Popick's body.

 

Anglesault opens the door, to a mixed, mainly negative reaction from the crowd.

 

AS: "What do you want?"

 

Popick: "I just wanted to say, it's going to be a pleasure destroying the sin that you created over a year ago."

 

Anglesault gains a perplexed look on his face, as SJ strolls off, acting as if nothing just happened. Anglesault just shakes his head and slams the door, perturbed at being bothered.

 

Back to Cole and Coach, who are thankfully no longer singing.

 

MC:"The sin he created?"

 

Coach:"Well, the aWo is dead...what on Earth does this mean?"

 

MC:"It's Stephen Joseph. Just when you think you've got him figured out, BAM! He takes it up a level. Too weird for my taste."

 

Coach:"Michael, you have trouble with Rubix Cube's."

 

MC:"Oh is that so?"

 

Coach:"Don't argue with me, I'm PMSing. Let's take it to the back, I understand our cameras are with Totally Endorsed."

 

We fade back in on the fearless fivesome, Totally Endorsed, sitting in the back around a table. Calvin Szechstein is the only one standing, pacing around the table as he begins to speak.

 

"Gentlemen... Candie... today we are convened to discuss the current state of Totally Endorsed. We will start with Terrence Simmons."

 

Szechstein moves to behind Terry, sitting down at the table, his Adidas visor upside-down and backwards on his head.

 

"Terry, man, where have you been lately? You were supposed to be our force! The silver bullet - no - the diamond bullet! Diamond! You're money, Terry, where's your desire? Where's your power? Where's your strength? You're money, baby, but when I call Pepsi to renew our contract and they say no and I ask why and they say "the big guy", well, Terry, I'm not very impressed."

 

Terry mumbles a few words, and Calvin, seemingly content, moves on.

 

"Candie. Darling, it's been a pleasure having you here, really. Both on my eyes and my assets. But you're not selling, and this presents a problem for me. You see, as well all know, there's two things that sell. Violence... and sex. And, well... I hate to say it, Candie, but we all know why you're here."

 

Candie, disgusted, turns around to look at the leader of the stable.

 

"Whoa whoa whoa, I'm not saying it's a bad thing. I'm just saying... you're not... well... you're not sexy enough for me, Candie, and this presents a problem, because when I call Abercrombie, looking to promote their summer line, and they say thongs are in, but we can't market them because you're not up to it... well, Candie, how do you expect money to be made here?"

 

Candie looks ready to slap Calvin, but the blond merely runs a hand through his hair, moving past Slacker (still heavily bandaged) and straight to Colvid.

 

"Colvid, man, I love you like a brother, but damn, dude... you know what you need? You need a dye job. You're tough, you're fearless... you're good overall, but the hair... man, it needs work. C'mon, we'll bleach you. This meeting's done... let's show some progress before the next show, gents!... and, Candie, too."

 

Calvin starts to walk out of the room, but he's halted by Slacker's voice.

 

"Hm... Just like you, isn't it, Calvin?"

 

Calvin gives off a incredulous glare at Slacker. It was met dead on with a stare of imposing fearlessness. A stare that bore into ones soul and attempted to read it.

 

"Come again?" asked a perplexed commander of questionably the most dominant stable currently in the OAOAST.

 

The man known as the king of Slackingdom just shrugged as he snapped back, "it's quite like you to not even to care about this past Great Angle Bash. If I'm not mistaken didn't almost all of us get our asses kicked in our respective matches? I'd say all of us, but apparently, only I escaped winning.

 

Yet, here you are! Walking on right passed me, ignoring me like you have since I've joined Totally Endorsed. Shit, I was the only one succcessful, I was the only one that busted my ass off and did what was needed to get the fucking job done. May I also ask where the hell was Totally Endorsed when I needed you guys? Where have you been while I've been battling Shattered Dreams? Where the hell were you guys when Choko wa-"

 

Calvin interjected himself and replied with his own fury, "firstly, I figured that you had it all covered Slacker. Besides, the Dream Machines were our first priority, not Shattered Dreams. If I remember correctly that problem with Shattered Dreams was of your own doing and had nothing remotely to do with the Totally Endorsed squad as a whole at all," and with a wave of his hand at a dismal, Calvin added. "As for your little whore, that too is your own problem."

 

The rest of the Totally Endorsed members just stood there in shock. They couldn't believe that this was happening. They thought it was unfathomable that either men would go this far if it ever happened. Worse yet, it could get even uglier.

 

Without saying a retort or remark back, Slacker just walked past Calvin and made his way to the exit. Calvin furiously asked, "where do you think your going? I thought you had a problem with being ignored with Totally Endorsed."

 

"Considering I'm not a valued member to and since I have someone who thinks I am, I'll be with Choko. Hence why I quit Totally Endorsed," says Slacker as he opens up the door and departs.

 

With his departure the rest of Totally Endorsed look at Calvin. He just gave a long gloomy look at the door as it closed.

 

"Good riddence then."

 

(Fade Out)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

MC:"Now THAT is a shocking development! Fans, just before our last break, The Slacker left Totally Endorsed!"

 

Coach:"The last few weeks have been a rough road for the T.E. stable, and this is just one more blow to Calvin's already enlarged ego!"

 

MC:"It's going to be interesting to see how this pans out in upcoming weeks, that's for sure. Right now, let's hit the ring, as it's X Title Time!"

 

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the X-Title!

 

Working Man starts up as Foshi makes his way out. He gets a nice pop from the fans.

 

MC:"Here he comes Coach...the Rock Superstar of HeldDOWN~!"

 

Coach:"Foshi Numbah One!"

 

Announcer: Introducing first: the challenger, from Yokohama, Japan weighing in at 208 lbs, Mongoose Foshi!

 

MC:"This should be an excellent match. These two are no strangers to each other, as nearly a month ago, they were partner and opponents on the same night, as they won a tag match that advanced them to a three way dance with Zack Malibu for the World Title."

 

Coach:"Let's not forget that match also motivated Money to feel overshadowed, and align with his brother Ragdoll as Black Label. Since then, he's gotten a pin over Zack Malibu and captured the X Title from Amazing Rando. K Money is on a roll going into this match!"

 

Foshi gets in the ring as his music dies down. Kick Start My Heart starts up as the crowd gives a mixed reaction for K Money.

 

Announcer: His opponent from Hollywood, California weighing in at 200 lbs, the OAOAST X Champion K Money!

 

K Money flaunts his way to the ring. He hands over the title to the ref as the bell rings to start the match. They circle each other before K Money stops, makes some hand gestures, and lies down on the mat telling Foshi to pin him. Foshi looks to the crowd and receives an obvious negative reaction to this. Foshi turns back to K Money and hits a slidign dropkick to the side of the head. He irish whips K Money, but is reversed. KM looks for the back body drop, but Foshi slides through his legs, trips him up, and goes into a surfboard. He rolls around the ring in the surfboard and then goes into a chinlock on the final one. Foshi releases the hold. He rolls KM over and hits a standing moonsault. He gets back up and hits one more before running off the ropes and hitting a Lionsault. He covers.

 

1....

 

2....

 

MC:"Moonsault Trifecta~!"

 

Kick out. Foshi waits for KM to get up and looks for a roundhouse kick, but it's ducked. KM grabs him from behind and looks for a german suplex, but Foshi lands on his feet and kicks out KM's from behind. He lines up and hits a standing senton. He covers.

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out. Foshi picks him up and looks for the irish whip, but KM reverses and holds on. He hits a kick to the midsection and looks for a swinging neckbreaker, but Foshi carries it through into a backslide.

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out. KM gets to his feet first and hits another kick to the midsection. He looks for a suplex, but Foshi escapes and goes into a dragon suplex.

 

1...

 

2....

 

Kick out. KM rolls to the outside to gather himself. As he does, Foshi runs off the ropes and dives onto him with a sommersault plancha. Both men are down and they recover. Foshi gets to his feet first and rolls KM into the ring. He slingshots himself in and then turns midair into the ropes and comes off with a second rope moonsault. He covers.

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out. Foshi goes to the outside and climbs to the top rope. KM recovers and dropkicks his leg out crotching Foshi. He climbs up and comes off with a superplex and rolls into the cover.

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out. KM gets up and picks up Foshi. He hits a powerbomb and then another and rolls through hooking the legs.

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out. KM picks up Foshi and irish whips him into the corner. He comes at him with a spinning wheel kick and then bulldogs him out of the corner. He covers.

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out. KM is becoming frustrated now. He signals for the end. He picks Foshi up and goes for the Sliced Bread #3, but Foshi holds him before he can get to the ddt position and turns it into a belly to back suplex. Both men are down. Foshi gets to his feet first and waits on KM. He hits a kick to the gut and then La Villa Strangiato. KM is down and out. He covers.

 

MC:"New champion! New champion!"

 

1...

 

2...

 

Kick out!

 

Coach:"Just INCHES away, Michael!"

 

Foshi cannot believe it. He sets up KM for his finishing tornado ddt, but KM lands on his feet, hits a knee to the gut, and turns it into Sliced Bread #3, this time connecting full force. He covers.

 

1...

 

2...

 

3...NO! KICK OUT!

 

MC:"HE KICKED OUT! FOSHI IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!"

 

KM cannot believe it either. He goes up top to the outside and comes off with a shooting star press but lands awkwardly and injures his knee rolling to the outside. The ref tends to him as Foshi is recovering. Suddenly, there is a stir in the crowd and Greg Coleman emerges.

 

Coach:"What does this lunatic want?"

 

He grabs a chair at ringside and knocks Foshi out before picking him up and ddting him onto the chair. He nods disapprovingly at Foshi before departing down the aisle with the chair to a sea of boos. The ref helps KM back into the ring. He crawls over to Foshi and covers.

 

1....

 

2....

 

3....

 

DING DING DING

 

MC:"No, c'mon ref...what about Coleman!?"

 

Coach:"If it's unseen, it's unimportant, Michael. Greg Coleman screwed Mongoose Foshi out of the X Title!"

 

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen your winner and still X Champion K Money!

 

KM rolls out of the ring and takes his title. He has a slight limp, but does not appear to have as serious an injury as it originally appeared. He gloats up the aisle as Foshi lies unconscious in the ring. What does Coleman have in store for him? What is with his past with Paul Stanley? Where are Coach's pants!?

[Guest Zack Malibu]

We return from break, and Zack Malibu is seen sitting on a table talking some road agents and referees. His conversation is interrupted by the arrival of Shattered Dreams

 

Dreams: Hot double damn! Look who it is, world Champion, Malibu Stacy. I'll tell you something, you are a hard man to get a hold of. You don't pick up your phone. You don't return my calls. You don't respond to my e-mails. I'm starting to think that you don't like me. And that hurts. Kinda.

 

Zack (standing up): I'm a busy man and I don't have much time. Tell me what you want.

 

Dreams: I want to wish you luck, old friend. Wish you all the luck in the entire universe.

 

Zack: Luck? What for?

 

Dreams: I'm wishing you good luck in losing your title tonight. I'm not naive, Zack. I know what you're gonna do. You're going to purposely drop the title to Some Guy in order to get out of facing yours truly. No problem. Perfectly understandable. If I had to face me, I'd be shitting a brick house to. Although, it's a shame you have such little respect for the world title. Oh well, toddles!

 

(Dreams tries to walk away but Zack grabs his arm)

 

Zack: You can spit on me. You can kick me. You can hit me. But don't you ever ever insult my love and respect for this title. Clear?

 

Dreams (pulling away from Zack): Queer bait! Don't tell me what to do!

 

(Sensing an oncoming brawl, a group of road agents gather around the wrestlers)

 

Zack: As a world champion, I've earned the right to tell you what to do. Earning. That's not a concept you're familiar with, is it? You're a silver-spoon trust fund baby. You went to prep school, drove nice cars and you hang out with celebrities. You've never worked a day in your life. You want everything handed to you on a silver platter. All you want to do is take shortcuts and do things half-assed.

 

(The road agents give Zack a round of applause)

 

Dreams: Shaddup! Whatchu talkin bout?

 

Zack: Look at Some Guy.

 

Dreams (looking around): I don't see him. Is he invisible? That wacky Some Guy!

 

Zack: Don't clown me! I've been to hell and back with Some Guy. Understand me bro? That man has busted his ass night in and night out for this business. He's sacrificed friends and family for professional wrestling. You've sacrificed a manicure and a massage. That man watches hours of wrestling videos, trying soak up whatever knowledge he can. You spend hours watching Friends, trying to catch a glimpse of Courtney Cox's breasts. Some Guy is up at Nine O'clock, AM, at any gym he can find. At Nine O'clock, AM, still hungover. Some Guy is a warrior. You are a spoiled rotten pretty boy with feminine mannerisms. But most importantly, Some Guy is willing to earn his way. All your willing to do is talk trash and pose. Your insults may look good on a T-shirt but they sure as hell won't ever get you a title shot.

 

(Zack pats an infuriated Dreams on the shoulder and walks away)

 

 

Coach:"Yo! He told him, eh Michael!?"

 

MC:"Shattered Dreams has been blowing smoke out of his ass for nearly a month now, talking about how Zack is a chicken, this and that. Pure crap. Shattered Dreams just got punked, and rightfully so!"

 

Coach:"Speaking of Dreams..."

 

California Love blasts through the speakers and the crowd jumps to its feet as the Camino bounces onto the stage, signaling the arrival of the Dream Machines.

 

Cole: These two men went through hell Sunday, but were victorious and did what they said they would do.

Coach: And now I hear they have something important to announce to the world. Hey, where’s Eddy?

Cole: Apparently he’s taking some time away from wrestling rings since it brings out too much of his negative energy and he can't control himself.

Coach: Uh.....ok.

 

Parka and PK, still pretty heavily bandaged and still feeling the effects from the Glass Table match, step into the ring and whip the crowd into a frenzy. The music fades out, but the fans stay on their feet and salute the two men standing in the ring.

 

Cole: Look at this show of respect from the fans here.

Coach: Can you blame them? What a match Sunday!

Cole[/]i: How would YOU know? You were hiding under the desk whimpering and calling for your mommy the whole time.

Coach: I caught the replay, Michael.

Cole: While clutching your teddy so you wouldn’t feel scared, I’ll bet.

Coach: I WAS NOT!! It was a stuffed Booker T plush, just so you know.

 

Parka (with repaired mask on) gets a mike and waits for the crowd to settle.

 

Parka:

 

What a show Sunday. Didn’t you all think so? *Crowd pops huge in response* The Great Angle Bash was full of the most brutal, hard fought matches that the OaOast has ever had on one card. Each match wasn’t just about winning …..it was about surviving Zack surviving a brutal casket match, TWO violent Hell in a Cell matches. Blood was spilled, people were hurt, but the winners survived. WE survived the glass hell we voluntarily put ourselves in, we emerged battered, bruised and bloodied, but we emerged victorious. We also emerged with a new knowledge about ourselves. See, I suggested a match as brutal as a Glass Table match as a test for me. PK ran the TE gauntlet as a test for himself. Sunday, the grades came in.

 

Parka passes the mike to PK.

 

PK:

 

And we’re ready.

 

Cole: Ready? Ready for what?

 

PK:

 

We know that the Dream Machines are ready for the next level. We know that the goal we set for ourselves when we first came to this place is near our grasp. It has eluded us a few times, but that was because we were unprepared and inexperienced. But now, we are ready.

 

Parka:

 

So that is why we are standing before you right now. We have, not an announcement, but a declaration to make to everyone in the OaOast, but more specifically, two men. Tonight, the Dream Machines declare themselves the HeldDOWN number one contenders for the OaOast World Tag Team titles!!!

 

*The crowd pops at the announcement*

 

Coach: Oh my, these men are FOCUSED!

Cole: But, wait, how can they do that?

Coach: Well shut up and maybe they’ll tell you.

 

PK:

 

And WHY are we the number one contenders? (Coach: See?) I think this footage should help explain things. Cue it up.

 

*The HeldTron comes to life and shows footage marked “HeldDOWN, May 8th, 2003”. It shows Kotzenjunge leaping off the top rope with a frog splash onto Knight, getting the pin. It stops as the Boogie Knights get their hands raised.*

 

PK:

 

That match was a triple threat elimination match to determine the number one contenders for School’s Out. As you saw, the Boogie Knights won that match. However, before the PPV, they realized they couldn’t handle the pressure of being tag champs, so they ran away and haven’t been seen since. So, by our logic, and since we defeated the other team in that match on Sunday, we deserve the number one contendership.

 

Parka:

 

However, notice we said we are HeldDOWN’s number one contenders. We know that a tag scramble took place at GAB and IZ’s Featured Attraction won that match, giving them the right to declare themselves number one contenders. We respect both men and their accomplishment, so we have a proposition. This Saturday, we invite Shooter Jay and Sonic Youth to come face to face with us on Aggression so we can let them know how we can settle this little problem. See you on Saturday, guys.

 

*California Love kicks back in as the DMs leave a confused crowd wondering what’s up*

 

Cole: Well, the tag division here in the OaOast sure has gotten a bit interesting. We’ll have to wait until Aggression to see what the Machines have cooked up for the team from IntenseZone!

[Guest Zack Malibu]

Cue: "Slow Chemical" by Finger Eleven

 

The lights in the heldDOWN~! Arena shut off, plunging everything into darkness. A low, distorted hum creeps upon the speakers, ascending to the crash of a harsh guitar as the stage explodes with green fire. Through the roiling black smoke it leaves behind, The Dark GOBLIN appears, with a strung out looking Black Widow at his side. He has her by the arm and is more or less dragging her around, though she is halfway stumbling with him. They make their way down the ramp to the ring, where the music dies down and the lights come back up.

 

Goblin takes a microphone as the crowd boos loudly, and seems to revel in it before throwing back his hood to reveal his full, hideous face. He grins from ear to ear and it's truly a disturbing sight. Finally, he raises the mic to his lips.

 

GOBLIN

I LOVE that song! (Looks to Widow) Don't you, my dear?

 

(Widow merely stares ahead, as if unaware)

 

GOBLIN

Mmm, indeed. Chemicals. The ink in my skin, the things we drink, the things that help us live, things that help us die. Chemicals are so much fun! My personal favorite, though, is the one that runs through her veins, Poet. (Goblin walks around her, and stops behind her to sniff her neck deeply. His eyes roll back as he exaggerates intoxication.) It's exquisite. So potent I can almost smell it through her pores.

 

See, she's going to do exactly what I tell her to do. She no longer has alot of choice in the matter, I'm afraid. Thanks to some friends down south, heh.

 

And you, Poet. What of you? It's easy to make declarations of freedom while lying riddled with scars in your guarded hospital bed. Easy to be bold when you're comfortably on your back. Or standing on top of the Cell. (Goblin grins wickedly) It was SO . . . THRILLING, seeing your cocooned body fall into a barbed wire web, tangled amongst so much of the sharp material as it did so. And my heart leapt with JOY when I heard that you were dead. I was hoping that you'd do like you've always done; just give up.

 

But no. You couldn't do something for your brother, just once, could you? An eternal favor? No, YOU BASTARD! YOU COULDN'T! YOU . . . JUST . . . CAN'T . . . STAY . . . DEAD! But here's the BEST part! In your no doubt medicated ramblings on IZ, you found the cajones to make a challenge. A CHALLENGE! TO ME!

 

I accept. I get to choose the match, though. That's my one condition. And Poet, if you don't show up . . . if you rob me of the chance to finally, FINALLY take care of you once and for all . . . (Goblin looks back at Widow) . . . well, Amanda here is going to take a long walk off of a very short, very high structure. In the meantime, she's mine. If you want her, I'll see you at License to Pin. Come and get her.

 

(The lights shut off again, and when they coem back, the ring is empty, but a terrible laugh echoes throughout the arena as we fade to commercial)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

Cole: At the GAB, Caboose defeated Hex Machina in what I have to say was one the most violent finishes I've seen in all my years as an announcer. We're scheduled to join Hex live via satellite, from his home in Hollywood, Florida, to hear his thoughts on last Sunday's brutal first blood match.

 

Coach: Man, the Goblin Poet thing has me creeped out enough...now we have to go to THIS GUY?

 

Shot of Hex in a makeshift studio, sitting in a wheelchair and heavily bandaged, getting a microphone pinned to his shirt.

 

Cole: Hex, if you can hear me, it's all yours.

 

Hex: Thanks, Mike. I guess the question on everyone's mind, first and foremost, is how am I feeling? Well, I've been better. I've been stitched, medicated, and, at least for this week, kept out of the ring. When I woke up in the ambulance, the first thought that went through my mind was revenge... I was morally and principally outraged at what Caboose had done. I felt dirty and violated.

But, the more I thought about it, the more I realized I couldn't blame Caboose for this. I tried to blame Naz, but my heart just wasn't in it. I had to face the truth, the nagging realization that had been in the back of my mind all along: this was my fault.

 

The finish to the match is shown in slow motion, from many angles, as Hex continues to talk.

 

I drove Caboose to this point. I got inside his head, and I liked what I saw there... I saw potential. Caboose has had success in the ring, I give him all the credit in the world for that, but I saw something more in Caboose, something unrealized. Something dark. Maybe I saw a little bit of myself. And whether I was aware of it or not, I wanted to bring that to the surface. I wanted to see the Caboose that I knew was in there, just waiting for a chance to come out. And by nearly killing me, Caboose was beginning to make that dream a reality. I don't remember a lot after going off of that stage, but when I watched the tape and I saw Caboose push me off of the stretcher... I was so proud.

 

Cut back to Hex, in a close-up of his face, and there's a tear in his eye.

 

I know our paths will cross again, Caboose, but I can only hope it will not be as enemies. If I'm looking across that ring at you, I don't want to you to hold anything back. I want you to show me that the sacrifices I've made have not been in vain. Let's see the Caboose I've brought out in you, the one I almost see as... (getting choked up) as a son.

 

Hex covers his face and looks away from the camera.

 

(his voice cracks) Back to you, Michael.

 

Cole: Just what kind of medication is he on, anyway?

 

Coach: This is like a bad horror movie, Michael.

 

Cole: Well, don't keep your eyes closed for long, Coach, because up next, it's time. Some Guy. Zack Malibu. World Title. It's NEXT!

[Guest Zack Malibu]

The crowd pops as the excited screams of females are heard over the PA. "Sexy Boy" continues to play, as Some Guy comes walking out from the back, a little worse for wear after Hell In The Cell at the Great Angle Bash, but no doubt motivated for what he went through that war for: A shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.

 

MC:"Coach, Some Guy has earned this match, after going to hell and back with Anglesault. You also have to take in consideration Zack's fight to the death with Stephen Joseph from the Bash. Both of these competitors are far from 100% tonight."

 

Coach:"I have to agree, Michael. Both Zack and Some Guy endured torture in their respective matches the other night. However, both of these guys love the thrill of competition, and I feel that nagging injuries aside, they're going to try and go all out here tonight."

 

The commentators continue to discuss the "level playing field" in this match, as Some Guy poses to his pyro, drawing a louder reaction from the fans. He tosses his trademark Red Sox baseball cap to the corner, and tugs on the ropes, working out as he awaits the champion.

 

"How can you see into my eyes, like open doors..."

 

Some Guy looks on, facing the aisleway and staring at the AngleTron video of Zack Malibu, while the light in the arena becomes non-existent.

 

BOOM!

 

"Bring Me To Life" rips into it's heavy, catchy chorus, as Zack Malibu and Alison come out, greeted by the cheers and encouragement of the fans. Rather than traditionally work the crowd into a frenzy, Zack makes the trek to the ring, visibly sore and bruised from his Casket Match this past Sunday.

 

MC:"This man has been through hell. He endured the betrayal of Edward Robins months ago. He endured the actions of Stephen Joseph and the brainwashed Infernales. He managed to survive the revelation of the true Trinity of Stephen, Edward and Jacob X, the brother of his own girlfriend. On Sunday night, Zack Malibu channelled that aggression, channelled the hatred boiling up inside him, and finally vanquished Stephen Joseph by locking him in that casket!"

 

Coach:"Some Guy's a little sore as well. He went off the cell, into the cell, through the cell...one of the most exciting matches we've ever seen. He dealt with Anglesault's superiority complex from the day Zack Malibu got him to return, and on Sunday night, the former World Champion was handed his deathblow, as Some Guy was the one who walked out with the title shot for tonight."

 

Zack hands Alison on the belt, and gets the Kiss of Encouragement from his love, as he jumps up onto the apron, looking out to the crowd on either side of him. He then enters the ring, Some Guy jogging in place and looking on. The lights are turned up, the music fades out, and both competitors meet in the center of the ring. Time for this World Heavyweight Title match to get underway!

 

The bell rings, and Some Guy and Zack stand still, focusing on each other. They each take a step or two back, and extend their hands, showing a sign of sportsmanship and respect between the two. They begin to circle each other, and finally lock up in the center of the ring. Both men try to gain a strength advantage, but neither gets a decisive edge over the other at first. Some Guy pushes down on Zack, forcing him to the mat while in the lockup, but Zack bridges, and is able to shift his weight back up, into a standing position. Zack then pushes Some Guy down, and Some Guy uses a bridge of his own to prevent being put on the mat, before pushing up to his feet and to a standing position. The two break clean, and each take a step back, before rushing ahead full throttle into another lockup.

 

They lock up again, and Some Guy takes Zack over with a headlock, but Zack kicks his legs up and gets SG's head in a leg scissors, which SG slips out of immediately. Some Guy gets up and hops over Zack, bouncing off the ropes, and both men collide as they each try a shoulder block. Neither really budges, so both run to the ropes, and meet in the center of the ring again, neither man wanting to give in. Both guys run the ropes again, and Zack ducks a Some Guy clothesline, heads for the opposite ropes, and both men try dropkicks at the same time. As Zack gets up, Some Guy hops over his back and tries to roll him up with a sunset flip, but Zack rolls all the way over, grabs SG's legs, and then flips forward while holding onto his legs, into a pin! Before the referee can even make a one count, Some Guy reaches up, locks his arms around Zack's waist, and rolls over, standing up while holding Zack in a legscissors, and then lifting him up for a powerbomb...NO! Zack fires a punch, then another, causing Some Guy to drop him, though Zack lands right on his feet! He hits a chop, followed by another, and Some Guy takes a few steps back. Zack takes him by the arm and Irish Whips him, only to have Some Guy counter it and send Zack into the ropes. Zack comes running off the ropes, and catches Some Guy with his head down, grabbing him in a facelock and setting up for a POP DROP~! in the early goings...NO~! Some Guy powers out, hitting Zack in the ribs, and then lifting him up over his shoulders...SOME DRIVER~!...NO~! Zack slips out of it, and tries for the ROARING ELBOW~ as Some Guy is turning around...DEFLECTED~! Some Guy puts an arm up to block, but he rears back and tries a lariat...BLOCKED by Zack putting both of his arms up to dodge the shot! Zack ducks his head and grabs Some Guy, trying to carry him over with a Northern Lights Suplex, but Some Guy fires an elbow down on his shoulder blade to break it, then lifts Zack up and tosses him overhead with a belly to belly suplex! Zack slides across the mat, picking himself up and staying on one knee, as he looks at Some Guy, while the crowd shows their approval by clapping and hollering as loud as they can.

 

MC:"What a display by these two in the early goings!"

 

Coach:"You can't ever doubt the efforts of Zack Malibu or Some Guy. These guys don't take days off to heal...they keep going like that Energizer Bunny! We could see a true classic here tonight Michael, it's certainly shaping up to be that way!"

 

Zack gets up, and the two acknowledge sportsmanship again by slapping hands. After they do, Zack quickly reaches out and grabs the arm of Some Guy, and wrenches it, however Some Guy flips forward, and then whips Zack to the mat with an arm drag! Some Guy goes for a standing dropkick as Malibu recovers, but Zack swats it away, then rotates 360 degrees, and catches Some Guy as he stands up with the ROARING ELBOW~! Some Guy staggers back to the ropes, and Zack unloads a chop on him, but as he goes for a second, SG ducks and backdrops the champion over the top rope! Zack lands on the apron, and spins SG around, firing another elbow into his jaw and dazing him. Zack grips the top rope with both hands, and leaps up, springboarding in with a bodypress...and is met with a dropkick to the midsection! SG dropkicked Zack out of the air! Some Guy goes for a cover...2 Count only!

 

MC:"This is nothing short of amazing. Both of these guys had near death experiences on Sunday, and are not holding anything back tonight!"

 

Coach:"Don't forget Michael, they're good friends as well. Zack Malibu was able to coerce Some Guy into returning despite all the political troubles SG has had in the past with certain people. These guys don't have any deep seeded vendettas, they're just giving 100%."

 

Some Guy pulls Zack up after the near-fall, and sends him into the corner, Zack's back bouncing off the turnbuckle pads upon impact. SG comes over, and lets out another blistering chop to the chest of Zack Malibu, the fans shouting "WHOO~!" in a tribute to the master of the chop, Ric Flair, upon the move. Some Guy picks Zack up and seats him on the top rope, but as he moves in, Zack kicks him away and hops down to the mat. SG rushes at Zack, but Zack ducks down and it's Some Guy's turn to get backdropped over the top rope! Much like Zack earlier, SG lands on the apron, and quickly climbs to the top rope, leaping onto Zack's shoulders and taking him over with a flying huracanrana! Zack gets sent to the mat, but quickly gets up, only to see Some Guy coming towards him and leaping onto his shoulders again, only this time Zack was ready for it...Zack runs forward while holding Some Guy up...RUNNING LYGER BOMB~! Zack sits out with it...2 Count~!

 

Coach:"I saw the ring shake on that one!"

 

Zack picks Some Guy up, but SG breaks free, and hits an elbow to Zack's chin, followed by another, followed by his OWN ROARING ELBOW~! but Zack uses the MATRIX DUCK~! to block. In one swift motion, as Zack is returning to a standing position from the duck, his feet leave the mat, and he rotates in the air, catching Some Guy with an enzugiri kick to the side of the head! Some Guy falls to the side, spilling out the middle ropes and to the floor, while Zack takes a moment to recuperate!

 

Some Guy starts to stand up, and Zack attempts to stay on offensive with a baseball slide, but Some Guy steps out of the way, and then pulls Zack to the floor. He picks up the World Champion and slams him down to the concrete, and then gets up on the apron, then walks to the corner. He steps up on the first turnbuckle, then the second, and then finally the third. Zack stands up, his back to where Some Guy is sitting, and he turns, only to be met by the visual of his opponent soaring through the air...CROSS BODY FROM THE TOP TO THE FLOOR~! SOME GUY TAKES MALIBU OUT~!

 

The crowd starts the all-too-familiar "Holy Shit" chant, as both guys lay on the cool concrete floor. Some Guy is up first, and he grabs Zack and pushes him up onto the apron, then back into the ring. Some Guy slides in as well, right into a cover on Zack!

 

1...

 

2...

 

NO! KICKOUT AT 2 3/4!

 

Some Guy stands up, and Zack tries to, but gets a little help from SG. Some Guy sends him to the ropes, but Zack reverses, and then charges the opposite side, pouncing on Some Guy with a Thesz Press...NO! Some Guy throws Zack backwards off of him, and then springs forward...SOME BOMB~! SOME BOMB TO ZACK MALIBU~! SG immediately covers, hooking Zack's leg!

 

1...

 

2...

 

3...NO! NO! ZACK GETS A SHOULDER UP~!

 

Shocked by the kickout, Some Guy takes Zack and drags him a bit farther away from the ropes. He stands above Zack, and raises his arms, looking to lock on the SOMEMISSION~!

 

MC:"We're going to have a new champion!"

 

Some Guy reaches down, and tries to get a full nelson lock on Zack, but Zack squirms from his grip, coming off the mat and into a sitting position, as Some Guy tries locking his arms under Zack's. Zack stands up and pushes back with his feet, sending he and Some Guy falling into the corner and the collision breaking the full nelson. However, Zack has been weakened quite a bit, and Some Guy just shakes it off and grabs Zack immediately again in a full nelson, trying to force him to the mat. Zack again staggers, trying to break free. Some Guy maintains his grip despite the struggle, turning out of the corner and trying to pull Zack into the middle of the ring. Now facing the corner, Zack jumps up, kicking his legs off the top turnbuckle, and falling back onto Some Guy in a pinning predicament!

 

MC:"Shades of Bret "The Hitman" Hart right there!"

 

The referee dives in for the count, as the fans jump up in anticipation of a victory...

 

1!

 

2!!

 

3...KICKOUT! KICKOUT!

 

Some Guy kicked out, but had to let go of Zack to do so. He recoveres quickly and climbs up to the second rope, coming off with an axehandle, but gettting caught with a punch to the bread basket! Some Guy keels over, and Zack bounces off the ropes, bringing his knees up for a Shining Wizard...AND GETS DRILLED WITH A LARIAT IN MID AIR~! COVER~!

 

1!!

 

2!!!

 

3...NO! NO! ZACK KICKS OUT!

 

MC:"How did he EVER get a shoulder up after that?"

 

Coach:"I'm trying to figure that out myself!"

 

Some Guy stands up, Zack Malibu still wiped out on the canvas below him. SG drags him by the arm a bit closer to the corner, and then steps out to the apron, climbing the ropes...

 

Coach:"Some Guy looking to capitalize..."

 

Some Guy stands on the top rope, and flashbulbs in the arena light up, as he leaps off with a SOMETON BOMB~!...THAT MISSES!

 

MC:"That's why it's called high risk..."

 

Some Guy crashes back first on the mat, shaken from the impact. Zack rolled under the move, as not escaping it's impact would have meant certain defeat. Zack pulls himself up via the ropes, and he stands in the corner, hanging over the turnbuckles for a minute. He turns his head, and sees Some Guy getting to his feet, his back still turned to Zack. Malibu waits on him, and right when SG turns, he's met with SCHOOL'S OUT...AND CATCHES IT~! Some Guy throws Zack's leg to the side, causing the champion to spin around, and Some Guy follows up with a SOMEKICK~!, his variation of the superkick...AND IT'S CAUGHT~! Zack Malibu does the same thing to Some Guy, tossing his leg to the side and causing him to turn, and then BOTH MEN TRY FOR THEIR SUPERKICKS AT THE SAME TIME~! A DOUBLE KNOCKOUT~!

 

Coach:"WHOA~!"

 

MC:"They've floored each other!"

 

Both men lay out cold in the ring, as the fans clap wildly in approval. The referee stands above them both, starting the standard 10 count for a double KO situation...

 

1...

 

2...

 

3...

 

(Neither man has really moved.)

 

4...

 

5...

 

6...

 

(Zack moves his arm slightly, attempting to roll on his side. Some Guy is still out.)

 

7...

 

8...

 

(Zack rolls onto his stomach, and drapes an arm over Some Guy in a desperation pin attempt! The referee breaks the 10 count, and heads to the mat for a three count...)

 

1!

 

2!!

 

SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST MILLISECOND! SOME GUY KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE INSTANCE!!

 

Zack rolls off of Some Guy, his forehead dripping with sweat. Zack stands up, and with Some Guy down, now HE goes to the corner and starts to climb the ropes.

 

Coach:"Man, for a friendly competition, they're pulling out all the stops!"

 

MC:"Remember Coach, friends or not, the title is on the line here!"

 

Malibu makes it to the top rope, and keeps his balance for a second, before leaping off with the trademark GUILLOTINE LEGDROP~!

 

MC:"The same move that put Stephen Joseph away!"

 

Coach:"Well, along with the fire and the tables and the glass..."

 

Zack hits...THE CANVAS! SOME GUY MOVED OUT OF THE WAY! Zack grimaces in pain, and Some Guy pushes himself up, and hits a basement dropkick to Zack's face, sending him to the mat! SG grabs a leg and hooks it for the cover...

 

1!

 

2!!

 

3!!! NO~! KICKOUT! BY ZACK! ZACK IS STILL IN THIS!

 

MC:"I need a drink after watching this!"

 

Coach:"A drink? I need a rest!"

 

Some Guy picks Zack up, standing him up in front of him, then hooks his hands under Zack's arms, and tosses him up for the SOME BOMB once again...BUT ZACK DROPKICKS SG WHILE IN THE AIR~!

 

Some Guy falls back a few steps, while Zack falls back to the mat on his feet like a cat. With Some Guy momentarily stunned, Zack races forward, bringing his knees up...ZACK ATTACK~!

 

The champion's version of the Shining Wizard CRACKED Some Guy in the side of the head, causing him to collapse to the mat. Malibu basically collapses on his opponent, as the referee again has to make the count!

 

1!

 

2!!

 

FOOT ON THE ROPES~! SOME GUY GETS A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!

 

MC:"How much more can these guys take!"

 

Coach:"Michael, this match has me on the edge of my seat!"

 

*Suddenly a bumping sound is heard on the mic, with slight laughter in the background*

 

Coach:"That didn't mean you could push me out of it!"

 

MC:"Sorry Coach, can't help it."

 

Both men are standing up, each one looking like they could use a long nights rest. Zack Malibu grabs Some Guy in a facelock, most likely to setup the POP Drop, but SG tosses him overhead, over the top rope...but Zack SKINS THE CAT...right into a waistlock~! Some Guy lifts Zack up and carries him to the turnbuckles, perching him on the third rope. Some Guy climbs up to the second rope, and grabs Zack...SUPER BACK SUPLEX...NO~! ZACK SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT IN MIDAIR, LANDING ON SOME GUY!

 

Before the referee can even make the count, Some Guy uses his energy to push Zack up off him. After a second of catching their breath, both stars KIP UP~! at the same time, and eye each other, drawing a HUGE pop from the crowd!

 

MC:"A double kipup...now I've seen everything!"

 

Some Guy and Zack start unloading on each other, matching each other punch for punch and chop for chop. Some Guy gets the advantage, backing Zack to the ropes and then sending him to the other side, catching him with a snap powerslam as he comes running off them! Some Guy stands up and works the crowd, still keeping them behind him though they're huge fans of both of these guys. Some Guy points to his foot, and then grabs the top rope, looking out to the crowd.

 

*STOMP*

 

*STOMP*

 

MC:"He's tuning up the band!"

 

Coach:"It's all over, we're going to have a new World Champion!"

 

Some Guy stomps his feet, warming up the band, waiting on Zack Malibu to get up. Zack starts to stand, and Some Guy steps forward, bringing up his right foot for his signature SOME KICK~!...

 

AND GETS WIPED OUT BY A SWEEP KICK~!

 

Zack ducked as the kick was headed for his chin, possibly sealing his fate and ending his reign as champion. Some Guy crashes back first to the mat, in shock that Zack countered the fatal blow.

 

MC:"He countered a Some Kick!"

 

Coach:"Hey, Zack's familiar with superkicks himself...surely he'd know how to counter one!"

 

Zack pulls Some Guy up off the mat, and grabs him by the head, then hooks a leg, cradling it. He lifts Some Guy up, and then DRILLS his head into the mat!

 

MC:"POP DROP~!"

 

Coach:"He spiked him!"

 

Malibu covers, hooking the leg of Some Guy...

 

1...

 

2...

 

3!!!

 

WINNER:Zack Malibu in 23:37

 

MC:"What a match we've just seen!"

 

Coach:"These guys weren't even at 100% coming into this! What a performance!"

 

Zack Malibu is handed the title by the referee, and raises it up, posing for the fans. Some Guy looks worse for wear on the mat, as the ref leans in to make sure he's not seriously hurt. Zack comes over as well, and reaches down, pulling Some Guy up to his feet.

 

Dazed, Some Guy holds his head, as Zack Malibu takes his arm and raises it up high, drawing more applause from the crowd. The two shake hands and hug in the ring, as fans begin rising up out of their seats.

 

MC:"Look at this, Coach. These guys are getting a standing ovation, and rightfully so!"

 

No one in the arena is left sitting down, as the applause is deafening. Zack Malibu steps through the ropes, and stands on the apron, pointing in at Some Guy and working the crowd, leading them in more applause. Alison helps Zack down, and she and the champion begin their trek back to the dressing room.

 

In the ring, Some Guy leans on the ropes for support for a moment, and then steps back into the center of the ring and looks around at the crowd, the fans still applauding. Tired, he is able to raise his right arm up and return the love to the crowd. He walks to each side of the ring and does so, when suddenly...

 

Stephen Joseph attacks from behind!

 

MC:"What the hell!?"

 

Coach:"What is he doing!?"

 

Bandaged still from his Casket Match this past Sunday, Stephen Joseph attacks Some Guy from behind, clobbering him to the mat.

 

Coach:"He's ruining Some Guy's moment!"

 

MC:"That's his typical self!"

 

Stephen Joseph starts stomping on Some Guy, then slides out of the ring, tossing the timekeeper aside and grabbing a chair. As he re-enters the ring, General Manager Tim Moysey comes sprinting down the aisle with hD~! security, but all the guards get clobbered by Stephen Joseph. Some Guy tries to stand up, but gets BLASTED across the forehead with the chair, opening up a deep cut. Tim slides in and tries to take the chair from Stephen, but has it swiped back. SJ now starts to stalk Tim, when suddenly ANGLESAULT slides in behind Stephen Joseph...ANGLE SLAM! ANGLE SLAM ON STEPHEN JOSEPH!

 

MC:"WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST SEE!?"

 

The fans pop HUGE at the unexpected turn of events, as Stephen Joseph writhes in pain on the mat. AS stares down Tim, who's jaw has dropped. AS then picks up the chair, and turns to Some Guy, looking down on him. SG looks up, in a fog from all the punishment he's taken, and Anglesault reaches down with his hand, pulling SG up!?

 

Coach:"I...I don't know what to say about this!"

 

Some Guy stands up, but hobbles backwards, nearly falling on his ass had the corner not broken his fall. Anglesault leaves the ring, chair in hand, and heads back up the aisle, not turning back once. Tim Moysey comes over to Some Guy, and the two of them look up the aisle, wondering what every fan in the arena and at home is...

 

Why?

[Guest Zack Malibu]

PROPS:

 

Calvin

Slacker

Shattered Dreams

PK

Axel

Mad Matt

FOSHI

Hex

SpiderPoet

Zack

BPP

Edited July 3, 2003 by Zack Malibu