Promo, and Malibu vs. Faqu for HD.

[Zack Malibu 0]

Within the inner workings of the arena, various OAOAST staff, Japanese press, arena crew, and lost fans searching for a rest room. Amongst the sea of randoms and non-randoms populating the backstage area, we see three familiar faces...and not familiar in the good way. However, any notoriety is good enough for them...them being three of the most talented, yet arrogant superstars currently competing on the active roster.

 

"Yo, let me get at that sushi, J."

 

Scotty Static and Johnny Jax, collectively known as the Global Party Exchange, aka the GPX, stroll through the backstage area along with their partner in crime, the OAOAST's resident thuggish high-flyer, the UK's own Jamie O'Hara.

 

"Bitch, you have too much sake? This is mah su-shizzy!"

 

O'Hara pulls the paper bag away from Static's grabby hand, and plops another piece of sushi in his mouth. As the trio walks, they suddenly hear a familiar voice.

 

"'Bout time. I was wondering if you had the balls to show up."

 

The trio stops and looks, as the cameras close in on the man coming down the hallway approaching them; HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion Zack Malibu.

 

"Of course we showed up. Whatchoo think, we're scared of you or somethin'? You wanna step off g, then..."

 

Malibu, tired of O'Hara's ebonically fueled courage, knocks the sushi-holding bag out of his hands, sending it sailing through the air.

 

"Oh no you DIDN'T just do that to my sushi!"

 

"Pipe down, short stack, and listen up. You three...you've got balls. You say you respect me, then lay me out. Did a nice number on me. Gotta admit, I was impressed. Impressed not only with the fact that you brought me down last week, but impressed that for once, you did it face to face."

 

The three hooligans are taken aback, and it's Jax who is the first to speak up.

 

"So what, you're thanking us for attacking you? That's the stupidest sh..."

 

"Thanking you? Not quite. But let's face it, this respect thing is only going to carry us all so far. So here's the deal. I called you out tonight. I told you to make sure your asses were here. Now I've got a match defending my title, and I know how antsy you three can be. So here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to go out there, and put my belt on the line. You three are gonna stay clear of the ring, of me, of Faqu, of James Blonde, of anything and everything. You stay back here and watch. When that match ends, whether it's my hand or his getting raised, you've got an open invitation to hit that ring, because I'll be waiting for you."

 

The three are surprised again, this time thinking Malibu is just a tad overconfident.

 

"You've gotta be kiddin' me, Malibu. Is this some type of set-up for a lawsuit, or you found some loophole in our contracts that gets us fired after so many beatdowns on yo' ass?"

 

"No, it's much more simple than that. I said last week you had my respect, and I don't say anything I don't mean. You wanted respect, you got it. I just wanna know how far you guys are willing to go to keep it."

 

Malibu walks off, leaving O'Hara, Static and Jax perplexed, yet prepared.

 

"...ya'll ready for this? We're gonna squash this thing, tonight."

[Zack Malibu 0]

COLE

Up next fans we have what promises to be a tremendous matchup. Seeing as how we're in the Land of the Rising Sun tonight, both OAOAST Coporate and the HI-YAH promotion have decided to put on a contest for one of Japan's prestigious titles, held by one of our own.

 

CABOOSE

It was back in February that Zack Malibu captured the HI-YAH Heavyweight Title from Christian Wright. The Upstarts were severly damaging the relationship between the two companies, and decided to rectify that situation by pitting Wright against the main target of The Upstarts. Since capturing the belt, Zack has done a tremendous job with it, defending it on a HI-YAH tour just before Anglemania, where he retained the belt and earned an OAOAST World Title shot thanks to his win in the Two For The Money match.

 

COACH

Yo, I'm all for prestige and grandeur, but c'mon. Malibu's just happy to have a belt around his waist. Helps feed the ego a little better.

 

COLE

The last thing Zack Malibu is is a vanity champion, and I for one feel he has proven that the HI-YAH promotion, which uses many OAOAST talents on its tours, is on the same level as our home promotion. HI-YAH is getting more notoriety in North America, and Zack is one of the most visible superstars in the world not only as the face of our company, but as the HI-YAH Champion as well.

 

COACH

Whatever. It's just another company kissing his ass, is all.

 

COLE

Now in tonight's contest, the match will be contested under one fall rules. Typical rules of disqualification and countout apply, however the count will not be a standard ten count, but rather a twenty count which is used in puroresu. We also understand that this match will be broadcast on an upcoming HI-YAH television special airing in Japan, as well as on the HeldDOWN~! you're watching right now!

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

The sound of the bell calls attention to the squared circle, but instead of famed announcer Michael Buffer, in the ring stands HI-YAH's resident announcer, Mr. Harold Satishara!

 

COACH

Who's this eggroll?

 

CABOOSE

Eggrolls are Chinese food, Coach.

 

The announcer, who gets a huge pop due to his recognizable profile, nods and smiles at the crowd before beginning the introductions...in Japanese!

 

Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship!translation>

 

COACH

What did he just say?

 

CABOOSE

Use your translation book for something other than to pick up chicks and find out!

 

The sound of the Deftones' "My Own Summer" is combatted with a loud pop from the crowd, as the intimdating guitars bring forth one of the more intimidating members of the OAOAST and HI-YAH rosters. The burly Samoan Faqu, accompanied by James Blonde, heads down the aisle, thumbing his nose and looking out into the sea of fans that helped him reinvent himself overseas. Blonde, arm still in a sling due to not having it rest well after last week's attack by the GPX and O'Hara, climbs up the steps and watches from the apron as Faqu rolls into the ring and throws an arm up, delivering the sign for "I love you" to the crowd.

 

CABOOSE

A show of respect from Faqu for the fans there.

 

COLE

It was before these fans that Faqu and James Blonde were able to erase their past stigma, and grow into worthwhile, hard-hitting competitors. Now tonight, amongst the same people who saw them break through, Faqu gets a shot at one of the most coveted championships in the Far East.

 

Faqu's theme stops, and after a moment's hesitation, the bass line that opens "Getting Away With Murder" is cued up, once again drawing a large pop from the Tokyo crowd.

 

COLE

Here comes the champion!

 

Malibu, with the belt wrapped around his waist and semi-hidden by the lower part of his hooded vest, throws his hood back and stares into the crowd, raising both arms up in salute before continuing his trek to the ring. Malibu hops up on the apron and steps into the ring, unstrapping his belt and raising it up in the air as he walks to the corner and climbs up, standing on the middle rope with belt held high.

 

CABOOSE

What a reception for Malibu. No matter where he goes, there is no denying the popularity he has with the people.

 

Zack hops down off the ropes, and as the lights come up, suddenly the fans surrounding the ring start throwing streamers...specifically, red, white, and blue streamers...into the ring, which brings yet another wave of cheers from the rest of the attending fans!

 

COLE

What a show of respect right there, showering these two with the colors of their home country!

 

Blonde pounds the apron and nods in approval from the floor, as both Zack and Faqu play to the crowd, while the announcer begins to speak.

 

Introducing first, the challenger for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship. Hailing from Honolulu, HI, USA, he has weighed in tonight at an even 290 lbs. he is known the world over as "The Samoan Tsunami"...FAAAAAAAQUUUUU!translation>

 

Faqu comes out of the corner and throws an arm up, listening to the fans clap for him as he looks across the ring at his opponent.

 

His opponent tonight is the current titleholder, and he hails from Providence, Rhode Island, USA. Weighing in tonight at 200 lbs., the man whom the Japanese press has dubbed the "Modern Day Warrior"...the defending HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion, ZAAAAAAAACK MAAAALIBUUUU!translation>

 

COACH

What did they just call him? I'm looking it up and it's telling me "Mustard Day Weedwacker". Is that some foreign thing?

 

CABOOSE

Read more, talk less.

 

COLE

I believe he said "Modern Day Warrior", Coach. Back home, we've come to known Zack as "The Franchise", due to his recognition as the OAOAST's most prominent star. However, his "fighting spirit" has given cause for the Japanese to dub him with the Warrior tagline, and I think we're all in agreement it suits him well.

 

As the HI-YAH appointed referee clears the ring of streamers, Faqu and Zack come forward and face each other in center ring. The two men shake hands in a show of respect, and nod to each other just as the bell ring.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

*THWACK!*

 

Immediately, Faqu strikes with a chop, stunning Zack! Malibu stumbles back a step or two, and Faqu comes at him, raising his arm up and bringing it down.

 

*THWACK!*

 

Malibu is struck with another overhand chop to the chest, and it's enough to send him against the ropes. Faqu takes him by the arm and prepares to send him across the ring, but Malibu swings around and stops the Irish whip from happening, and then wrenches the arm of Faqu and drops an elbow on his forearm! Zack then releases the wrist of the big Samoan and fires off a knife edge chop, striking Faqu across the chest, then goes right back to the arm wrench, then pins it behind Faqu with a hammerlock. Faqu ponders his next move for a moment, but Zack simply releases his grip and swings him around, grabbing a side headlock. The more powerful Faqu easily counters, lifting Zack up off his feet, but Malibu floats over and lands on his feet, then snares Faqu in a headlock once again!

 

COLE

Nice move by Zack, countering and then going right back to the headlock!

 

Faqu wriggles but can't get free, so once again he utilizes his strength advantage to push Zack off. Malibu bounces off the ropes and comes right back at Faqu, but it's Zack who goes down after the collision, as he simply bounces off the big guy! Faqu then drops an elbow, but Zack rolls out of the way, and gets up, dropping an elbow of his own...that misses! Both men get back to their feet, and Faqu lets loose with a hard kick to Zack's left thigh, then strikes with another chop to the chest before dropping Zack with a fireman's carry! Faqu hits the ropes, but Zack rolls onto his stomach and forces Faqu to hop over him, then springs up and catches him on the rebound with an awesome dropkick, planting both feet into his chest! Faqu staggers, so Zack charges, but Faqu drops his head and elevates Malibu up and over! Zack lands on the apron, and quickly springboards into the air...but Faqu catches him and then falls forward, sandwiching him between the canvas and his own 290 pound frame! With Zack down, Faqu runs for the ropes and bounces off, jumping into the air and bringing his large frame down across Zack Malibu with a back senton splash! Faqu rolls onto all fours and crawls over, covering Zack with a leg hook applied!

 

ONE!

 

T-KICKOUT!

 

CABOOSE

Faqu is showing his dominance in the early going. He nearly won the Two For The Money match, but it was that spear off the top of the ladders that sent him, along with his championship chances, crashing down.

 

Faqu gets up and brings Zack with him, and sends him to the corner. He charges, but Zack puts a boot up...so Faqu grabs it, throws it down, and delivers a running shoulderblock to the gut! Zack doubles over, and the next thing you know he's prepped in powerbom position, and hoisted up...but he rolls over the back of the Samoan Tsunami, and brings him down with a sunset flip!

 

ON-NO!

 

Not even a one count, as Faqu rolls through and grabs the legs and turns over into a Boston Crab, then ties the legs up and wraps his arm around Zack's head, trapping him in an STF!

 

COACH

TAP LIKE GREGORY HINES, BABY!

 

The crowd cheers the segueway from move to move, as Malibu stretches his arm out, struggling...and reaches the bottom rope!

 

COACH

Sonuva...

 

Quickly, Faqu breaks the hold and rolls off of Zack, picking him up off the canvas and dropping him stomach first across his knee with a gutbuster! Zack rests on his knees, clutching at his stomach, but Faqu brings him into a standing headscissors again, and lifts, this time connecting with a hard powerbomb, and pins Zack's legs against his shoulders, holding him down in a cradle!

 

ONE!

 

TW-NO! Faqu lifts again, but Zack fights back, pounding at his forehead and the bridge of his nose with right hands, eventually hitting so hard that a cut starts to creep open across the bridge of the Samoan's nose! Malibu is dropped to his feet, and he hits a headbutt that rocks Faqu, then hits the ropes...but winds up running into a hard spinning wheel kick from the agile Samoan!

 

COLE

Faqu has been dominant so far, truly proving his worth in this contest!

 

Faqu drags Malibu into position, then drops a leg across his throat before getting to his feet. He steps out to the apron and looks out to the crowd, then climbs up the turnbuckles, something that you wouldn't think was possible given his girth.

 

CABOOSE

This could be bad...very, very bad!

 

Faqu balances himself, but as Malibu rises to his feet, he lunges forward, knocking the top rope and causing it to shake Faqu off balance! Faqu doesn't topple, as he reaches down and grabs the top rope and tries to balance himself again, but Malibu leaps up and springboards off the top, twisting his body to the side to deliver an enzugiri kick to the side of Faqu's head, which causes him to finally fall off balance and crotch himself! Malibu gets up and now runs up the ropes, jumping onto Faqu's shoulders, and snaps him off the top rope, sending him down to the canvas after a huracanrana from the top!

 

COLE

Zack Malibu has just taken Faqu down from the top rope and...well, what the hell...

 

For some reason, BIFF ATLAS and FLEX PHILLIPS, known collectively as NRG, are racing down the aisle, and slide into the ring! Immediately, the (much smaller) referee approaches them, throwing his hand up in a signal of ejection, telling them to get lost. Flex and Biff simply look at each other, then pick the man up and press him over head, then simply drop him over the top rope and to the floor below!

 

CABOOSE

What the hell do THESE two want? They've just ruined the HI-YAH Title Match!

 

The bell sounds, and Flex and Biff high-five each other, until James Blonde rolls into the ring and swings Biff around, nailing him with hard left jabs! Flex tries to intervene, but he's met with chops, and the one-armed man (but not the guy from The Fugitive) starts to clean house on the two interfering stars. Normally ,that'd draw quite a pop from the crowd, but all that can be heard now is booing...

 

...although that's because JAMIE O'HARA and the GPX are sprinting down the aisle!

 

COLE

Wait a second...wait...it's them! They're responsible for this!

 

CABOOSE

Zack told them to wait until the bell was rung to strike...

 

COLE

...so they sent NRG out here as decoys to ruin the match FOR THEM!

 

COACH

That's BRILLIANT!

 

O'Hara clobbers Blonde from behind, then tears the sling off his arm. Taking him by the wrist, O'Hara pulls him near the ropes, then hops OVER the top and to the floor, snapping the right arm over the top rope! Blonde falls back, holding his arm as he falls to the mat, as the GPX start putting the boots to him...but Faqu and Malibu are up, and now all hell is breaking loose!

 

COLE

HERE WE GO!

 

Malibu and Faqu start nailing everything in sight, but the GPX duck out of the ring, leaving NRG to get the brunt of it. Johnny Jax walks over to the timekeper's table and rips the bell up from it, then rolls back into the ring, crouching down and waiting for Faqu to turn his attention away from Flex Phillips...AND HITS A RUNNING SHOT WITH THE BELL, KNOCKING THE BIG MAN OUT COLD! Meanwhile, Biff, O'Hara and Static hogpile on Zack, and drag him to the ropes, tying his arms up in it and leaving him with nowhere to go! With Zack trapped, everyone gets some shots in, and O'Hara rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair AND a microphone!?

 

CABOOSE

What are they doing...we need help out here!

 

Static takes the mic from O'Hara, while the cocky youngster walks up to Zack and paintbrushes him across the face, then jabs him tauntingly with the edge of the chair.

 

STATIC

Malibu, we held up our end of the bargain...we didn't do anything to ruin this match. We waited for the bell...and pun intended, but the bell isn't saving ANYONE tonight. Take a good look Malibu, you're looking at history in the making. You're looking at the future, and now, old friend, it's the last thing you're ever gonna see. Take him out, J.

 

Static throws the mic away, and NRG and the GPX back up as O'Hara cocks the chair back...and the lights go out, leaving the arena in darkness?!

 

COLE

Now what!? What's going on here tonight!?

 

COACH

I don't like the feeling I'm getting...no good ever comes of these lights out incidents!

 

Once again, the arena is illuminated by the spotlights up above, but now instead of the GPX/O'Hara crew and their decoys, there are three other people in the ring, clad all in black.

 

COLE

Who the hell is this!?

 

COACH

It's NINJA!

 

CABOOSE

I don't know who it is, but I don't think they're ninjas. How many ninjas carry a barbed wire bat!?

 

Indeed, one man is clutching a barbed wire bat. Another, a Singapore cane, and the third, a long length of chain, partially wrapped around one hand and dangling in front of him.

 

COLE

What is going on?

 

NRG, the GPX and O'Hara turn around, and are startled by the appearance of the men, and especially by the weaponry! Once they turn, the trio springs into action, as Flex Phillips catches a cane shot to the head that lays him out, and Biff Atlas is drilled in the stomach with the barbed wire bat, allowing the chain weilding masked man to whip him with the metallic links in his possession! The crowd roars as GPX and O'Hara's patsies are disposed of, leaving the young hooligans to face off evenly with these three mysterious people. O'Hara, still weilding the chair, charges the man with the bat and swings for the fences, but the man swings the bat, knocking the chair out of his hands, over the ropes, and to the floor! That's enough to put the fear of God into the normally arrogant trio, as they back up out of the ring, walking past all the fallen bodies of Blonde, Faqu, the referee, and NRG, and look on in wonder as two of the men free Zack from the ropes!

 

CABOOSE

Whoever they are, they're here to help Zack Malibu!

 

Malibu, worn from the beating, takes a breath and stares at the man holding the bat, and nods his head. The man nods back, and now they all part ways, with Malibu heading out towards the aisleway and the three masked men jumping the railing and racing through the crowd. As Malibu walks up the aisleway, the GPX and O'Hara shout out, asking "what was that"?, and all Malibu can do is smirk and shrug in response.

 

COACH

Wait...did Malibu...did Malibu set them up?

 

COLE

I...I don't know...could that be why he told the GPX and O'Hara he wanted them in the ring tonight? Was the title match just a backdrop for revenge?

 

CABOOSE

Do you think Blonde and Faqu knew about this?

 

COLE

This is turning into quite the whodunit, but the bottom line is, Zack Malibu, we think, has found some backup in his war with the GPX and Jamie O'Hara...we just don't know who!