HollywoodSpikeJenkins 0 Report post Posted July 28, 2005 SWF Smarkdown returns from a commercial break as Spike Jenkins holds his neck in pain after taking the Caribbean Cutter from Wildchild in their previous match. An ice pack now on his neck and a towel over his shoulder, Spike walks towards the locker room disappointed. He felt he should have had that match…but Wildchild is a top athlete in the SWF…which makes it even more infuriating. Spike tries to reason that it was his first match in over a month and it was just rust. Nothing can make this day any worse… “…Hold it, right there!” comes the sly voice of Smarkdown Commissioner, Thomas Flesher. “What do you want?” replies the New Straight Edge Sensation, “You already got some payback…putting me in a match with Wildchild when you knew I wasn’t back at a hundred percent.” “I did enjoy you losing…but you obviously didn’t get ALL of what’s coming to you.” Spike moves forward, ready to attack his hated enemy…but is quickly cut off by JJ JOHNSON!! Johnson blindsides Spike from behind, knocking him to the cold, concrete floor of The Croke Park Stadium. Spike tries to get to his feet, but Johnson drives a flurry of kicks to the back of the head and ribcage, keeping the already fatigued superstar down. Johnson rolls Spike over onto his back and crouches down as he unleashes a multitude of punches to the forehead. Jenkins tries to shove Johnson away, but Johnson continues the attack, eventually peeling Spike off the ground. With a grip on the long hair of Jenkins, JJ drives Spike head first into a nearby door, nearly knocking it off its hinges!! Spike crumples to the floor, laying in the fetal position. A small cut has opened up on his forehead, as officials and road agents rush the scene and pull Johnson away from Spike. Johnson calmly walks over towards Flesher, who has a big smile on his face. “Very nice, Mr. Johnson,” starts the Superior One, “Now, finish the job at Ground Zero, and I’m sure we could work out a title shot for you on my Number One rated show.” Johnson nods in approval. He watches as Flesher inches towards the downed Jenkins, who is now covered by referees and road agents. “You want to make MY life hell? You little shit; do you know who I am? You are NOTHING to me!” shouts the SWF Hall of Famer, “You want to make MY life hell? Well, you better expect me to bring it right back!” Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Toxxic 0 Report post Posted July 28, 2005 Johnson as Flesher's hitman, or simply in it for his own gain? Hmm... Well, this certainly sets up Ground Zero well enough, and it's a match I'm looking forward to. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
