KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 20, 2005 Just putting it here for convenience. We shift to the locker room area and find Zack Malibu sitting on a bench in front of his locker taping up his wrists. A collective cheer comes up from the Joe Louis crowd, though there are a few noticeable boos from Drek supporters. His head comes up as he hears a knock on the door. MALIBU Yeah? Zack stands as the door swings open and Peter Knight walks into the frame, causing more cheers to rise from the crowd. Zack looks a bit surprised as he slaps hands with the X-Champion MALIBU Hey, what’s up? This is a bit of a surprise. KNIGHT Yeah, I know, I’m not the most sociable guy in the locker room, but I just wanted to talk to you for a minute. ZACK Yeah, shoot. KNIGHT It’s about what you and Drek Stone were talking about last week, about legacies and traditions and all that. Ever since I returned, I’ve had to listen to that guy week in and week out whine about how you and the rest of the “old timers” are keeping him back. Well, that’s just complete bullshit! He’s BEEN champion, he’s BEEN on top. The only thing “keeping him back” is the fact that he’s a smug, arrogant jackass! The crowd cheers, with more boos from the Drek Squad. KNIGHT (CONT’D) Drek talked about how you stacked HeldDOWN with stars while letting IntenseZone fall apart? When I was tag champs with Parka, we tried to stay away from IZ as much as possible because that show had absolutely nothing going for it, but that wasn’t YOUR fault. IntenseZone failed because THEY let it fail. You play the hand that’s dealt to you; you don’t bitch to the dealer. Crystal, Drek, GPX, all they’re DOING is bitching now and not stepping to the plate and backing it up. You know why Drek didn’t throw down when you wanted him to last week? He’s scared. I saw this kinda thing plenty of times in the cage: a young kid runs his mouth, saying he can whoop the ass of anyone alive, but when someone calls him on it, he gets scared, afraid that HIS ass will be the one that’s kicked in. You saw the look he had on his face when I made him think I was tagging with Rodez, right? That’s the same look he had when you slapped the taste out of his mouth. Now, Drek’s not stupid; he knows that to get his plan going, he’s gotta make more people buy his line of bullshit and he has, but when it all comes to a head (he puts his hand out), I’m backing the tradition. Zack nods thoughtfully. A smirk comes across his face as he takes the offered hand. MALIBU I appreciate that, really. KNIGHT And then, maybe I can do what I've wanted to do for 2 years: see what I can do against the Franchise of the OaOast. Both chuckle. MALIBU We'll see. Good luck defending that tonight....champ. They slap hands again and PK leaves, the camera staying on Zack, who is still nodding. COLE An emphatic statement from our X-Champion, who is solidly in the Originals camp. That might be a HUGE addition to their ranks. We’ll be back right after this. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 21, 2005 *DING DING DING* BUFFER Llladies and gentlemen, the following match, scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit, is for the OAOAST X-Division Championship of the World!! CUE: [i]Creep[/i] The Radiohead hit begins as the arena lights go down and a single spotlight illuminates the entrance. The boos come down in buckets as Christian Wright walks through the curtain, the HI-YAH Heavyweight champ Bohemoth by his side. He waits for the first “but I’m a creep” and pulls the hood of his robe down, throwing his hands to the side and looking up, almost drinking in the hatred of the crowd. BUFFER Introducing first; being accompanied to the ring by the HI-YAH Heavyweight champion Bohemoth, he is from Raleigh, North Carolina weighing in at 233 pounds...Christiaaaaaaaaaaan Wriiiiiiiiight!!! COLE We haven’t seen much of Wright in the ring lately, but that doesn’t mean he’s been quiet. He went to Japan to watch his man Bohemoth win the HI-YAH championship and brought in Serena Blackmore for our women’s division to help with this inane “crusade” Wright seems to be on in the OaOast. COACH But Serena’s cute and dangerous, and the Coach likes that. CUE: [i]Oh Hell Yeah[/i] “YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!” The crowd goes NUTSBONKERSCUCKOO!!! as Peter Knight walks out, the X-Title belt strapped around his waist. BUFFER And his opponent. He is from Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at 265 pounds, the reigning X-Division champion of the WOOOORRRLD...Peterrrrrrrrrrr Kniiiiiiiiiight!!! COACH Hey, that rhymes. Wright-Knight Knight-Wright. CABOOSE I got a rhyme as well: I hate you. Knight slides into the ring and unstraps the belt, raising it into the air as the flashbulbs go off. COLE These two men have been the subject of some rumors going around regarding the X-Title and a “big match” at License to Pin next Sunday, so we’ll look into that and hopefully have an announcement by next week’s show. PK surrenders the belt to referee Earl Hebner, who shows it to Wright before lifting it into the air, turning to all four sides of the ring and handing it off to Buffer while Bohemoth and Wright whisper to each other. Hebner orders Bo to the floor and he complies, slapping Wright on the shoulder in a “good luck” gesture. *DING DING* Knight and Wright forgo circling each other and just lock up right off. Knight gets the upper hand and backs Wright into the corner, cleanly breaking at three. Bohemoth shouts encouragement as Knight waves Wright on. Another lockup, and Wright grabs a side headlock but Knight backs him into the ropes and shoots him off. He tries a clothesline, which is ducked by Wright and he bounces off the opposite strands, looking for a clothesline himself, but Knight surprises him by grasping Wright and taking him down with a release overhead belly to belly. Wright slaps the mat in frustration as Knight smiles at him, waving him on again. Wright slides out of the ring for a breather. COLE Ever since he’s won the X-Title, we have seen a VERY focused and confident Knight. He truly wants to show what he’s got as a champion. CABOOSE Confident? Try cocky. He’s finally got gold and it’s gone to his head. Hebner begins his count, but Wright ignores him to have a powwow with Bohemoth. The camera tries to get close, but Bo shoves it away. COACH KENNY ROGERS’D!! Hebner gets to five and leans through the ropes to order Wright back in. Wright gets another slap on the shoulder from Bohemoth and climbs back into the ring, trading words with Hebner as he steps through the ropes. They lockup once more and this time Wright takes control, backing Knight into the corner. 1...2...3...4...5...Wright won’t break, so Hebner has to intervene and force the two apart. He backs Wright away and gives him a warning, but that’s just what Wright wants. Knight goes to walk out of the corner, but Bohemoth grabs his right ankle, causing PK to trip to the mat. Knight scrambles to his feet and looks out towards Bo, which draws Hebner over to break it up. COLE Oh come on. Why the hell is that guy out here anyway? CABOOSE You REALLY must be seeing things Michael. All I saw was a damn klutz tripping over himself. Knight pleads his case to Earl, but Earl points at his own eyes, telling PK that he has to see it himself. They lockup once more and PK grabs a headlock. Wright pushes him towards the corner and follows up, but Knight meets him with a foot to the face, followed by a clothesline. He drops down for a cover. 1... But Wright kicks out. Knight drags him up by the hair and hooks in a front facelock, grabbing a hold of Wright’s cargo pants and *WHAM* taking him over with a snap suplex before slapping on a rear chinlock to try and weaken him, keeping an eye on Bohemoth as he does so. Bo just puts his arms out and says “What’re you looking at?” COLE Peter Knight trying to wear Wright down a bit in this X-Title match. COACH Speaking of the X-Title, Leon Rodez is a former champion and hasn’t been on good terms with Wright for the last month or so. The “no-contact” agreement in place that prevents them from physically assaulting each other or both men will be gone for the year. Knight releases the hold and goes for another cover. 1... 2... But Wright kicks out once more. Knight drags him up again, but Wright grabs him and hits an inverted atomic drop to take control once again. He sends PK off the ropes and meets him with a jumping leg lariat, going for a cover himself. 1... 2... But Knight kicks out. Wright shoves him into the corner, measures him and fires off the chops. *SLAP* “WHOOOOO!” *SLAP* “WHOOOOO!” *SLAP* “WHOOOOO!” But Knight grabs Wright and switches positions, firing off some chops of his own. *SLAP* “WHOOOOO!” *SLAP* “WHOOOOO!” *SLAP* “WHOOOOO!” Knight goes to whip him into the opposite corner, but Wright reverses and sends PK crashing into it. He charges after him, going for a Stinger splash, but PK gets out of the way and Wright hits the turnbuckles. PK goes to capitalize...but gets tripped AGAIN by Bohemoth out of Hebner’s view. COLE Dammit, this is a handicap match! PK quickly gets to his feet and leans through the ropes, trying to grab at Bo, which draws over Hebner again. This time, Wright takes advantage, charging and taking PK’s left knee out with a chop block, sending him collapsing to the mat in a heap. Wright immediately hones in on the knee, stomping it, kicking it and grabbing Knight’s foot and trying to yank it out of the socket. He drapes PK’s foot on the bottom rope, grabs the top rope, leaps, and drives his weight down onto it before stepping on it and using the ropes once more for leverage. Hebner counts again, and again has to pull Wright off and back him away, which allows Bohemoth to grab the left leg and ram it into the apron once...twice...three times before quickly backing off as Hebner turns back. COLE These two are blatantly taking advantage of the leniency referees give in title matches. Wright KNOWS he has less of a chance of being disqualified in this situation. CABOOSE Then how about the referees actually, you know, DOING THEIR JOBS? Wright drags Knight, hopping on one foot, up by the hair and grabs the bad leg, delivering a few shots to the knee before wrenching it and sending PK back to the mat with a dragon whip. He goes for a cover. 1... 2... Kickout. COLE As we’ve seen the last few months, Peter Knight is not one to give up easily. He’s going to fight through this pain and find his opening. COACH That’s fine. Christian Wright will just keep trying to cripple him. No skin off his back. Wright drives his own knee into Knight’s left one and holds it there, pulling back on the foot to cause more agony. He drags PK up again just so he has to hobble on the injured leg, delivering a kick to it to send him down again. Wright laughs as the crowd rains down the boos. He drags Knight up again to bully him some more, but PK meets him with a shot to the gut. “Yeahhhhhhh!” Wright retaliates with a forearm to the back, but Knight fires off another shot. Wright forearms him again and yanks him by the hair, but PK slaps his hands away and *SMACK* fires off a right to the jaw. “YEAHHHHH!!” *SMACK* and another. *SMACK* and another. Knight starts to feel it and, on one leg, punches Wright against the ropes. He shoots him off and charges, but Wright leapfrogs him and Bohemoth gets a sucker shot to the knee of Knight, bringing him down once again. Wright pounces, dragging Knight to the middle of the ring and holding his leg, yelling to the crowd “THAT’S IT” before spinning around the leg. COACH Figure four! That might do it here! Wright slaps the hold on right in the middle of the ring and the crowd rises as one. CABOOSE I don't know how long Knight can last here. Wright puts as much pressure as he can on the knee and Knight screams in pain at the agonizing hold. Hebner is right on top of things, ready to call for the bell at a submission but he doesn't notice Wright reaching his hands back and Bohemoth grabbing them, giving Wright more leverage. "BOOOOOOOO!" CABOOSE There you go! They break before Hebner can notice, but a few moments later they're back at it. Knight cries out in pain again. “BOOOOOOOO......YEAHHHHH!!” Suddenly the crowd notices a figure sprinting down the aisle. COLE WAIT A MINUTE!!! Leon Rodez!! Bohemoth, his back to the aisle, has no idea where the cheers are coming from until he feels Rodez jump on him, peppering him with fists. The Silky Smooth One pulls him to the ground as Hebner takes his attention away from checking for a submission to trying to break up the fight, waving for more help. CABOOSE They’re going at it in a little while. Couldn’t he just wait? COLE Rodez was sick of Bohemoth interjecting himself in this match and decided to do something about it. Meanwhile, Wright notices Rodez beating on his bodyguard and releases the hold. He starts to step out to the apron after him, but suddenly remembers the agreement. Rodez grabs Bohemoth by his pants and tank top and sends him crashing into the barrier before turning his attention to Wright and demanding him come down and get it on. CABOOSE Remember, these two can’t go at it or they’re suspended. Rodez is going to stupidly throw his career away just like that! More officials rush down to separate Bohemoth and Rodez while also keeping Rodez from Wright. Christian continues to trade words with Rodez and pays no attention to his opponent in the ring, who is now stirring. Knight slowly gets to his feet and stumbles over to Wright, rolling him up into a pin. The fans at ringside frantically gesture for Hebner to get back in and he does, getting in position for the count. 1... 2... But the delay is enough for Wright to get over the surprise and kick out. Both men get to their feet and Knight tries a punch, but Wright ducks it, quickly shifts his weight and *SMACK* pops Knight in the jaw with a superkick. On the outside, Bohemoth has recovered and lunges for Rodez, the mass of officials unable to control the situation. Wright steps out to the apron, looking skyward and taking a deep breath. He scales the corner and the crowd stands once again. CABOOSE Wright’s going for the Holy Grail. Knight’s reign might be one and done right now! Wright hesitates on top, looking down at the fracas at ringside and yelling insults at Rodez, telling him “Watch this, you deviant!” and leaps..... *WHAM* “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!” COLE Nobody home!!! Wright grabs his ribs in pain as Knight uses the ropes to drag himself to his feet. He waves for Wright to get up and when he does, Knight scoops him up in a fireman’s carry! CABOOSE Dammit, I hate this. Knight starts to turn him, but the pain in his knee is too great and it buckles sightly, causing PK to drop Wright and hobble to his feet. Wright sees the opening and shoots himself off the rope....but PK sees him coming and, hopping on one leg, scoops him up in the fireman's carry again and...... *WHAM* Hits the Knightmare! “YEAHHHHHHH!!!!” COLE He hit the Knightmare ON ONE LEG!!! Knight grits his teeth, dragging his battered leg with him over to the fallen Wright and making the cover. ONNNNNNNNNNNE TWOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!! “YEAHHHHHHHHH” *DING DING* COLE And Knight retains!! Another tough fight where PK ends up with the victory. BUFFER Llllladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, STILL the OAOAST X-Division Champion of the WOOOOOOOORLD, Peterrrrrrrrrrr Kniiiiiiiight!!!! Knight leans against the ropes to put the weight off his leg and accepts his belt. Bohemoth checks on Wright as Rodez stares at the scene, a look of contentment on his face. CABOOSE Look at him, so proud of himself that he RUINED a good match. He just pissed off a very big man, so I don’t like his chances later tonight. COLE We’re going to take a break to get everything calmed down, but don’t go anywhere. More great action coming up, tonight on HeldDOWN~! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
