Zack Malibu 0 Report post Posted December 1, 2006 Deep in the heart of Philly, Stabbing Westward's "Save Yourself" brings the 1000+ to their feet, as the OAOAST's favorite son is about to make his presence felt here on HeldDOWN~! COLE Here comes a man who had one hell of a night this past Sunday! Fresh off an amazing give and take battle with the "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez, a match that saw both men showcase their natural abilities and not excessive weapon use, Zack Malibu comes through the curtain, scanning the crowd as the people on their feet cheer his arrival. COACH He walked out of November Reign a winner, Cole, but he didn't walk out happy, nor did he walk out a World Champion! COLE That was due to the cancellation of the Triple Cage Match, where the winner of Cortez/Malibu would have gone on to compete for Drek Stone's World Championship. We didn't get that match as planned, but we also left the pay per view knowing that Zack Malibu wants something just as much, if not more, than the World Heavyweight Title back around his waist, and that is Bruce Blank. Malibu hops into the ring, and takes the microphone. As his music is cut, that only gives the fans more of a chance to chant the man's name, as Zack has to pause and wait for the crowd to die down. "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" MALIBU I'm out here tonight because I have a few things that I want to get off my chest, and they both relate to November Reign. This past Sunday, I was put into a situation where I had to bite my lip and suck it up a bit. I had to go into the ring against a man partially responsible for nearly everything that I've endured in the last six months. Beatdowns, bleeding, intimidating my family, and snapping my best friend's neck are just a few of the things that Todd Cortez is responsible for. The crowd boos, showing their disdain for the streetwise Wildcard. MALIBU So Sunday night, it all came to a head, and oddly enough, it was without any foreign objects, outside interference, or added stipulations. Sunday night, I proved to the world that Zack Malibu is STILL one of the world's greatest WRESTLERS, and I proved to Todd Cortez that I was, quite simply, the better man. No weapons, no interference, NO EXCUSES! I took everything you had Todd, and you gave me plenty...but I took it, and I gave it back, and I pinned your ass one, two three in the center of that ring. The crowd applauds, cheering Malibu's victory in the hard-fought contest that everyone on the internet has been raving about. MALIBU Now, by virtue of that win, I was supposed to move on. See, there was a missing piece to the puzzle the other night. A Triple Cage Match that was supposed to round out the show, and what happened? Our champion, our WORLD CHAMPION, pulled out at the last minute, citing an unfair working enviroment? Let me tell you something right now, and this is something I've had burning inside me since he got that belt...Drek Stone cares about HIMSELF, and only himself. Drek Stone does not care about business, he does not care about the legacy, the heritage behind that belt that people have busted their asses for! People like myself, people like Caboose, people like Anglesault, all fought and fought hard, no matter what, because it's not the belt who makes the man, it's the man who makes the belt! So he opens his mouth, has his back to the wall with the Triple Cage, and turns and runs. Just like he did to The Upstarts. Just like he did during the Civil War. Except this time, he left you people hanging, and he left seven angry men that he's going to have to deal with sooner or later. See, I know that things have gone off track. I know that I've been focused on other things...but do not forget that I have a title shot coming to me whenever I want it, Drek. I won Two For The Money. I busted my ass, I nearly killed myself ten times over with five other guys in a ladder match at Anglemania this past year to earn the right to stand face to face with the OAOAST World Champion anytime within the following twelve months. Then, I beat Todd Cortez on Sunday night, and I do believe the promise made by the man himself was that the winner of that contest would go on to the Triple Cage, and since THAT didn't happen, it would seem I'm owed something. It would seem I'm owed ANOTHER shot at the World Heavyweight Title! COACH He's right! He's absolutely right! COLE Coach, did you just count on your fingers to figure that out? COACH Nah, man, I was, uh...doing one of them gang signs to my homey over there. COLE Which homey? COACH Homey right there! COLE The seven year old kid in a Zack T-shirt, or the fat guy in a faded CWM T-shirt? MALIBU Now, people, please do not get your hopes up, because I'm not looking to cash in a shot at the World Title tonight. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! COLE He has every right to, but he's holding out? MALIBU I'm going to wait until the time is right. I'm going to hold off on that, because there's unfinished business. There's something that I want more than Drek Stone. There's something I want more than the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title. It's not even someTHING, it's someONE, and his name is BRUCE BLANK! So Bruce, I'm out here, I've got nothing planned tonight. We're in Philadelphia, the most extreme city in the United States of America, so why don't we have our own Hostile City Showdown RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW?! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Malibu throws the mic down, and tears off his T-shirt, throwing it into the crowd. He gets into the ready position, and watches the aisleway, and sooner than later the big redneck swings the curtain open and storms out, equalizer in hand! COLE Here he comes! Here comes Bruce Blank! COACH He's got the bat in one hand and a mic in the other! The despicable human being that he is, Blank comes about halfway down the aisle and stops, while the crowd shouts him down and eggs him on to get in the ring, as Zack is waiting on him. BLANK Now hold on a minute there, boy, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Ya see Zack, I know how bad you want me in that ring with you. I know what pleasure it'd give you to pluck out one o' my eyeballs with your fingers, or maybe crack my skull with my own little toy here. All that rage and frustration, tryin' to seek redemption for your friends and family...it makes a man do crazy things. But now let me tell you, Zack, what I saw out of you Sunday night...hell, that's a different story altogether. See I looked at that monitor and I saw one of my boys, and you, puttin' on one hell of a show. One hell of a fight, actually. I saw a battle, a war out in that ring. I saw the Zack Malibu I had only heard about, or seen on tape. A Zack Malibu completely different from the one I've encountered. I saw a man use his bare hands to win at all costs. I saw a warrior in you, Zack Malibu. You beat my boy Todd Cortez fair and clean. You proved that you were indeed the better man, maybe not overall, but just for a night. You deserved your shining moment, and boy, let me tell you, I think you've damn near accomplished the impossible, because you have earned my respect! COLE WHAT?! COACH Ditto on the WHAT?! over here, Cole! Malibu looks at Blank as if he's totally lost it, as the Redneck Superman inches down the aisle and towards the ring. BLANK That's all it comes down to, ain't it Zack? Respect for others? So I tell you what, Zack Malibu...as a man, I am going to do the unthinkable, right here in Philadelphia. See, we don't need to fight, not now. So what I'm gonna do is come up into that ring, and I'll even put my lil' bat here down on the floor...but I'm gonna come into that ring and shake your hand, because I RESPECT YOU. "BLANK'S A PUSSY!" clap clap clapclapclap "BLANK'S A PUSSY!" clap clap clapclapclap "BLANK'S A PUSSY!" clap clap clapclapclap The hostile Philly crowd is all over Blank, who glares at the fans as he walks up the steps. He comes over the top rope and into the ring, slowly approaching Zack Malibu. Zack looks up at his foe, who smiles, and then extends his hand...AND MALIBU SLAPS IT AWAY! COLE Atta boy, Zack! Blank chuckles to himself, and then offers his hand again, but once again Zack knocks the hand away, and now Blank seems to be rethinking his stance! COLE He has to be crazy if he thinks Zack Malibu is going to forgive and forget and shake his hand! BLANK C'MON Zack, I am putting myself out on the line here. I am showing that I am the better man, now you take my hand and you shake it, and we can call it a day! Blank comes close and extends his hand again, and once again Malibu knocks it away, shaking his head "no" at a disgusted Bruce Blank. BLANK You're bein' a poor sport son, now why don't you just... WHAM~! Things have broken down in Philly, as Malibu has had enough, and connects with a solid right hand, followed up by a series of them that rattle Blank and put him against the ropes! Zack runs across the ring and springs back off the ropes, running towards Bruce and delivers a hard lariat that dumps Bruce over the ropes and to the floor...but Bruce lands on his feet! He yanks Zack's legs out from under him and pulls him to the floor, and now we've got a melee at ringside! COACH It's breakin' down! Referees, trainers, and a slew of supporting cast members come down and try to quell the commotion as Blank and Zack tear up ringside. Blank backs away, and goes in search of something, reaching under the ropes and grabbing one of the mics. BLANK I tell you what, Zack, I'm gonna make a deal with you. You know how I got my contract on the line all the time now...that I'll rip the damn thing up if someone can beat me? Zack, listening to every word, shouts that he wants Blank's ass out of the company. BLANK I tell you what...in two weeks, I'm gonna give you an early Christmas present. I'm gonna give you the chance you want...the moment you've been waiting for. Live on HeldDOWN~!, I'm gonna put my career in the OAOAST on the line with you in a match, one on one! The fans roar, and Malibu is quick to agree, as he's ready for the match NOW. BLANK Whoa whoa now, junior, you sure you wanna do this? Because that's not the only thing I had in mind. If I happen to beat you, Zack, then I get what I want for Christmas. If I can beat you, one two three, fair and square, than I want what's coming to me...I want your RESPECT! COLE Nooooo way. He's serious!? BLANK That's right Zack, you have the chance to get rid of me forever, to make it up to everyone for what I did...but so help me God if I pin your ass you are gonna shake my hand with the world watching! Malibu shouts out "YOU'RE ON!" and it brings up a loud pop from the crowd. Zack stands in the aisleway, trying to get through the wall of security, but there are too many people block his path. The cameras pan over to Blank, throwing the mic down at Sofa Central with a sadistic grin on his face, and it looks like while they're not getting into it tonight, a MAJOR match has been set for two weeks from tonight! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
