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“This thing is on right?”

[A few clunks are heard, as a camera finally fades in.]

[One man sits at a table, and it's very noticeable on who the person is.]

[Enter Calib Wallace.]

[Yep, he's that guy you want and need.]

“Welcome......to the big show.”

[He smiles.]

“Welcome, to the best thing you have ever seen. Welcome to the world of the one and only, Calib Wallace.”

[He leans forward with a slight grin.]

“Welcome....to the next day of your life. I just hope everyone takes note to that, being the next day of your life. Especially four individuals.”

[He leans back, stepping into character even more.]

“Welcome to the big show.....Ed White.”

[He gloats for a moment.]

“Ed White, I hope you realize the huge success you must have made to have somebody like myself even make mention of you before the show starts. Serious bro, your nothing more than the guy who parks my car every show, yet your somebody I'm taking notice of. Congratulations sir, your the next Bryan Smith. A joke who got a good rub. Once again, congrats. With that, I must move on.”

[He chuckles.]

“Welcome to the big show.....Einheri.”

[He takes a deep breath before looking at the camera with his head side to side.]

“Your garbage, your somebody who didn't pass second grade and cant speak English. I have no time for trash, and you need to wash your ass and brush your teeth. Next.”

[He looks to his side, checking a piece of paper, as he lets out a little bit of laughter.]

“Welcome to the big show.....Noah Hanson.”

[He gloats again.]

“Lawl. Nooob, Lawl! This is the guy who got all heart broken over Demetrius not being a nice guy anymore to his fans and stupid people around him. This is the noob that thinks doing things around here for everyone is correct it seems. You bitch about him being not what your used to from Wrestling Midwest. Grow up dickey, this is the year of fuckin over your mothers husbands sisters cousins daughters fiance to get what you want. You must be either to kind, or dense in the fuckin cerebellum, cause I'm drawn between both posts. Listen Hanson, if you win, your dead. If you lose, you guessed it.....your dead. It's a lose lose situation for a chump like you. Deal with it.”

[He laughs for a minute, as he stops, to finish the project.]

“And that leaves one last man.”

[He does one final gloat.]

“Welcome to the big show.....Dan Easton.”

[This is where Calib really smiles, and knows that it's a huge rook to king checkmate move.]

“What in the hell always happens, Dan? What always happens when we step into the ring together? I win. It's that simple dude. Man, I can't wait to do all the unthinkable things to you when we face off. Shit bro, I hope you win tonight, and I hope that the higher ups are smart and give me the shot. Think of the gate, Calib Wallace vs Dan Easton, Heavyweight Title. That's money homie. The problem though, is that wrestling purists know the outcome. Wallace 1, Easton 0. It's fun for my end, I just wish you could know the same feeling that I always get stomping you.”

[He leans forward one final time.]

“Tonight, I ref, you guys work, and when it's all said and done, we have a Champion.”

[He points to himself.]

“And we have the number one contender, Calib Wallace.”

[He smirks.]

“Boys, once you step into the ring with me, you only have one thing to be happy about. That your the center of attention, and the only thing that matters in the world.”

[Last gloat.]

“Einheri, Noah Hanson, Ed White, Dan Easton.....Welcome, to the big show.”

[Fade.]

# BOOM

Old year is rapidly approaching its end

# BOOM

The New Year is coming for YO ASS!

We are not sitting around waiting on the alliance to give us praise….

We are taking it to the ALLIANCE IN 2008…..

BUT BEFORE 2007 Exits…..

Flares and pyro erupt all over the RIOT CENTER……

WCWA IS GOING OUT WITH A BANG!

SS: Welcome folks to WCWA’s final supercard and show for the year 2007.

MJ: This is it….the last show of the year as we head into 2008.

SS: What a card we have for you tonight.

MJ: I believe every WCWA wrestler is booked for tonight.

SS: Let’s make a note that our first match was supposed to be a triple threat match, but due to Pete Gilmour and Max Masterson resigning from WCWA, it’s now a standard match……

MJ: Hey we have to feed back to Sloan….

“Can you believe that he is already in a contenders match? What in the Hell was Vince thinking doing that?”

[The voice you hear is of Mike Sloan, acting G.M. of WCWA. Who is he talking too, himself.]

“You know what, Vince wants a little new blood in WCWA then he is going to get a lot of blood at tonight at Out with A BANG!”

[Sloan smiles into the camera.]

‘Tonight Burrell will be introduced to the Freak Himself.”

[out.]

SS: Sloan making known his feelings about Burrell and Vince’s decision on putting Burrell in a contendership match….

MJ: Let’s go to our first match featuring two new comers. Peter Lenex and Darin Zion.

MJ: Holy Budda. Mary, Joseph, and Jesus. Did you see that match? It was exciting. Amazing….

SS: You just liked it because the other guy was just as bad as an alcoholic as yourself/

[Mario gulps his Jim Beam and Coke.]

MJ: Let’s recap.. Shall we?

SS: Early on in the match Lenex decided that he’d rather try and punch a drunk man than to wrestle the man. But, Darin was too quick for him. For every punch Lenex threw, Zion dodged and countered.

MJ: The Drunk moved more skillfully during the early rounds, but it soon caught up with him.

SS: The match turned when Zion climbed to the top rope and struggled to get his feet under him. The God of War played dead long enough for Zion to get his footing and try for a Swanton off of the ropes.

MJ: My new buddy, Darin Zion was laid out cold. I lift a glass in his name.

[Mario takes another gulp of Beam and Coke.]

SS: Well, Mario you must have passed out at that point because you missed the big finish

MJ: Wha… Damn nectar of the gods… You made me miss something.

[Another gulp.]

SS: Well, after a near fall Zion started to get a second breath. Lenex tried a fisherman’s suplex, but Zion broke the bridge. Lenex connected with a flurry of rights and lefts, but Zion weathered the storm.

MJ: Yeah, what happened next!

[Giddy as a school girl, Mario leans in closer to the screen and to Sylvia’s face.]

MJ: By the Almighty Zues.. Tell me what happened!

SS: Alright… Well Lenex pushed Zion back into the turnbuckle and kept swinging on him… Hard. All of a sudden, one punch went astray and he connected solid with the ring post.

[Mario made a painful grimace.]

SS: Yeah, I think he might have broke it, his hand that is.

MJ: Good, those ring posts are expensive. I’d have to go to a lower brand of liquor.

SS: Anyhow, while Lenex was doubled over in pain Zion hit a Roaring Elbow causing Lenex to hit the mat hard.

MJ: Awesome.

[Sylvia smiled.]

SS: That led him to hitting the Best Damn Top Rope Slash…EVER! The 630 splash!

MJ: Yes, I knew it… WE’RE celebrating TONIGHT!

SS: Yup, it was pretty much basic. 1...2...3... In the middle of the ring.

[Symphony of Destruction hit on the speakers.]

MJ: Ah damn, talking about spoiling the fun… It’s Mike Sloan.

[He struts to the center of the entrance. Smiling from ear to ear.]

MS: GOOD Evening WCWA! Tonight, tonight is going to be a spectacular night!

[From the back walks out CHIMERA, Penn and Smith, and TSS. Mike Sloan’s goon squad.]

MS: Tonight one of these four will put me in a permant position as the General Manager of WCWA! And then two of these four will be WCWA tag team champions at the end of the match.

[All five smirk into the audience.]

MJ: Things are gearing up for the War Games match tonight.

SS: Yea, but I’m surprised that Double K and his team haven’t been more vocal.

MJ: I wouldn’t give up on them yet.

SS: We next is the Seth Acid vs Soultaker match.

[Both men made their way to the ring quickly and the fight ensued. Soultaker was to much for Acid to handle. Soultaker takes the win.]

[Vino’s music hits…..]

Vino: Soultaker, great match!

[Fans are cheering the monster on for his devastation of Acid.]

Vino: I know I stated a prize would be given to the winner of this match. That prize is, that anytime between now and April of 2008, you can have a shot at either the Gold Rush title or the Riot title.

[Chant’s of Gold Rush ring out.]

Vino: Take your time Soultaker, you still have a few days left in this year and up to three months in next to make your decision…..And remember that’s anywhere and at anytime.

MJ: Well Soultaker showed up for the end of the year, and has been granted a shot at either the Gold Rush or RIOT title. Not to mention it’s at anytime or anywhere that he can claim his shot.

SS: Yea, remember LIONS FC did that and took the Tag Team titles……

MJ: Yea…..when are they returning to WCWA? I saw them on a telecast of WC:C so I know they are back in action.

SS: Yea, but it’s a lot going on between them right now.

MJ: It’s a lot going on here, so let’s get to the next match of the night.

As the sounds of 911 by Eminem started to play, the fans jerked their heads towards the curtain to see Ned Orville taking his sweet time getting to the ring. Ned looked as if he may’ve been out late the night before. Ned’s the type of guy you’ll see at the local hot spot with a girl on his arm, always looking for a come up. Ned didn’t endear himself to the fans in attendance on this occasion, as he refused to shake any of their hands as he breezed past. As Ned started to climb the stairs, his music was cut, and his opponent was ready to make his entrance.

Another WCWA newcomer was about to make his presence known in the arena. The sounds of Blur echoed throughout the arena and ACE made his way towards the ring. The smart fans remembered enjoying ACE’s worked during his debut match on Riot, and seemed intrigued about just how high this man would be able to climb in the WCWA ranks. ACE entered the ring, and caught a stare from Ned. The referee went over and checked both competitors, before signaling for the bell.

Once the match was underway, the feeling out process began. Neither wrestler looked too anxious to get the match underway, both men hoping not to make any mistakes. This was likely the biggest stage that either man had been on, to this point in their careers, and both were looking to leave a lasting impression on Mr. Webb. It would be ACE who would take the initiative by lunging for a collar and elbow tie up, which lead to an over head wrist lock, which Ned maneuvered his way out of, and countered it with a slick go behind, before muscling ACE to the mat.

The brief mat wrestling exchanged ended with Ned taking control with a side head lock, and was attempting to “show” ACE up, by rubbing his nose across the mat. ACE wasn’t about to be made a fool, as he powered his way back from his back, to his knees and then to his feet. ACE locked his arms around the waist of Orville and took him down hard with a nicely executed side suplex. Orville rolled back into a neutral corner and gathered himself, as the fans seemed to be enjoying their exchanges up until this point.

Moments passed before the two men locked up, and this time it would be ACE gaining control, taking Orville over with a nice snap suplex, and following that up with mounted punches, which the referee looked to break. The slightest window of opportunity crept in, and it was here that Orville raked the eyes of ACE, slowing his attack. Orville started to lace his opponent with a couple of stiff right hands, before using his sudden control to take ACE down with a nice neckbreaker. Orville shouted an obscenity to a fan in the front row, who didn’t seem to appreciate the effectiveness of this move. This ultimately led to some heat, and Orville seemed to enjoy letting the fans know how he truly felt about them.

Orville was methodical in his movements, and he crept up behind his opponent and locked in a deep reverse chin lock, and really started to crank up on the head and shoulders of ACE. Although the fans weren’t overly fond of ACE, they seemed to despise Orville a little more, and started to encourage the WCWA newcomer into making a comeback. ACE attempted to elbow his way free from the hold, but Orville was ever the opportunist and folded ACE up like an accordion with german suplex, that sent ACE crashing down to the mat neck first.

Orville attempted to end the bout right there, but ACE was able to get his shoulder up at the count of two. Orville admonished the referee for a slow count, but it didn’t get him very far. Orville realized that he needed to weaken his opponent a little more, before he could finish him. It was here that Ned executed a stiff powerslam, and ascended to the top rope and came off with a beautiful moonsault, and drew applause from even his toughest critic. Orville quickly went for the cover and hooked the leg.

NO!!!

Somehow, ACE was able to roll his shoulder before the referee slapped the mat for a third time. Orville seemed intent on finishing this one off, while he had clear control of the match. Orville gave the sign for his cootegra, which is a vicious spike DDT. ACE was able to block the move, and backdrop his way out of danger. The fans were surprised by his sudden boost of energy, and watched intently. Orville took the back bump, but was the first man to his feet. He stalked ACE, looking to deliver a double axe handle blow, but he was caught with a sneaky low blow from ACE.

I don’t care how much of a roll you happen to be on, a low blow will stop just about anyone in their tracks. Although it was a temporary reprieve for ACE, anything is better than fighting for your life. ACE was able to get back to his feet, and irish whipped Orville into the corner, and following it up with a stiff running lariat, and turned Orville inside out.

The crowd was enjoying the man’s comeback, and thought they had witnessed the finish to the match when ACE used a DVD variation to drop Orville on his face. ACE hooked the leg and the ref counted.

NO!!

This time it would be Orville who refused to quit. ACE looked a little perturbed, but wasn’t about to let Orville get back into the match. However, ACE would make a mistake, by not continuing to work over the weakened neck of Ned Orville, instead attempting to continue to wear him down. ACE’s weardown tactics seemed to have little affect on Ned, who reversed out and dropped ACE backwards and held the back suplex with a bridge. The ref was in position to make the count.

Thr-NO!!

At the last moment, Ace was able to break the pinfall. It was here that the fans in the arena started to applaud both of these athletes for giving it their best efforts here tonight. Orville had decided it was time to go for a high risk attack, and hopefully finish the match right there. As Orville leapt from the top rope, he was doubled over by a stiff gut-shot from ACE.

ACE started to look for his offense, but Orville was all about maintaining his lead in the match. A sudden burst of energy from ACE came on like a flurry, as he rushed Ned back first into the turnbuckle and laced him with a few chops to the chest. Orville seemed a little disoriented, and ACE picked him up and sat him on the top turnbuckle. It looked as though ACE was going to attempt a superplex, but instead he took control of Ned’s neck, and used it to pushed Orville’s body weight forward. ACE used his other arms for balance, and then scooped the legs of Orville, holding him up in a fireman’s carry position. ACE took a step and half towards the middle of the ring, and drove Orville neck first into the mat with The Upper Crust. The crowd sighed at the impact of the move, as the referee got into position to make the count

3!!!

Your Winner: ACE [9:23]

SS: Alexander Cole Ellington with another great showing here in WCWA. He won his last match, and has come to a supercard and won it.

MJ: If he keeps this up, we will see him in some major matches soon.

SS: I’ve been looking forward to this next match. Crucial Conflict vs the Baba Brothers.

MJ: Yea, Crucial Conflict had an impressive win on the last show. Let’s see what they can do tonight.

The Baba Brothers made their way to the cage to basically no response what so ever as nobody has seen anything from these guys and basically have no idea who they are. They got into the cage and seemed a bit intimidated by the steel structure. Crucial Conflict made their way to the ring next, they looked very confident as they got into the steel cage and as evident by their track record in PWX they have been in high profile matches before and this was no different.

Lou Baba started off for his team and Shinjero Kawada for his, the action was fast and furious as Kawada used his vast knowledge of martial arts and high flying antics to keep Lou from his partner. Kawada hit a springboard dropkick and then a spike DDT that got a 2 count and then he tagged in his partner Roadkill Bob. Bob tossed Lou around like a rag doll and nailed a sitout powerbomb and covered Lou but Joe broke up the pin and then they worked over Bob until Bob hit a double clothesline that sent both Babas to the mat. RKB nailed an airplane spin and then tossed Shinjero onto Lou in a move that resembled the “Rocket Launcher” of Midnight Express fame.

The Babas finally made a run midway through the match where they were able to isolate Kawada and batter him against the cage using a slingshot variation that caused Kawada’s face to violently crash into the metal of the cage. Kawada was bleeding badly through his mask and seemed to be having trouble seeing and was nailed by a double DDT and was nearly pinned if Bob hadn’t saved his partner. Bob went on a redneck rampage as he decimated his smaller opponents with a series of power moves including a double chokeslam.

Towards the end it degenerated into a brawl, which meant everyone was in the ring at the same time and Bob cleared the ring of both Baba’s and launched Joe Baba face first into the cage which pretty much took him out of the match. Roadkill Bob nailed a spinning sidewalk slam that planted Lou Baba and then hoisted him up on his shoulders for a spinning powerbomb which was followed up with a frogsplash from Kawada off the top of the cage. The pinfall was academic after that…

(winners: Crucial Conflict via pinfall @ 14:22)

[Noah and Karen are heading into the arena; Noah has his title over his shoulder and seems to be distracted as they make their way to their dressing room. He is dressed in a business suit and his trademark sunglasses as they open the door. Monica is standing there bent over in a naughty elf out fit.]

Karen: Is this the girl you was telling me about?

Noah: (staring at the outfit) …

[Karen nudges Noah]

Noah: Kiss my grits…

Monica: I think I have a few presents for everyone this year…

Karen: I am not very good at sharing…

Monica: I think I can help you with that!

[Karen gets pulled onto the couch as the camera focuses on Noah. Noah seems confused as we hear moans and groans. Noah turns his head and seems more confused and gets notepad out.]

Noah: Is that position possible for men?

[Noah scribbles something down.]

Noah: I mean how do you get your leg like…that…are you double jointed…(Noah tries to mimic the leg positioning and then grabs his back in pain) Ohhh man there is NO way I am trying that…NO WAY…

[Noah gets disturbed look on his face.]

Noah: Pickles what the hell are you gonna do with that?

(fade)

MJ: I’ll drink to that Noah…..damn Hanson might not be able to focus after that.

SS: I can’t……..hell just go to the next match…..did you see that…..

MJ: Hell I want to go to the back to get a better look.

[The arena goes black. Spotlights start swinging around the arena as if they are searching for someone, and a siren starts to blare as the lights start moving around faster. They all move towards the entrance ramp, and stop leaving one spotlight shining at the entrance. The siren stops, and "The Pot" by Tool starts to play through the loudspeakers. The Judge comes out from the back, and the spotlight follows him all the way to the ring. He walks down slowly, his long black coat flowing as each step he takes appears to have meaning and flawless effort. As he gets to ringside the spotlight goes out; leaving the arena enveloped in darkness, before a loud explosion is heard as sparks shower down onto the center of the ring where the Judge is found to be standing - right in the center. He stands there with his arms folded across his chest as the house lights come back on, and the music fades out.]

SS: And there he is…the WCWA Riot Champion!

MJ: But with Tyler Boyd out of commission…who is going be his replacement?

“There is only three things in this world that you need to make it Justice…”

SS: What the hell?

[From the back, Nick Burbank comes from the back in a black suit with a red silk tie and a WCWA microphone in his hand.]

SS: I thought that he retired from the WCWA several weeks ago?!

[The boos are deafening as Nick stands on the ramp with a smile on his face. Justice looks over at the referee who simply shrugs his shoulders.]

N. Burbank- Oh no, no, no JJ…I’m not going to be your opponent. As you saw earlier, Tyler Boyd was ruthlessly taken out earlier in the night, but that was nothing but an interlude to the following, JJ…so please listen up. You know the business…hell, you’re smart…not smart enough…but smart to know that you need three things in this life…hell…in this business…”

[Nick slowly starts to make his way down towards the ring slowly. He steps into the ring, looking over at Joseph with a smile on his face.]

“Money and Power…”

[Almost on cue, two men slide into the ring, one armed with a chair and takes aim as Burbank steps out of the way.]

CRACK!

[The shot echoes throughout the Riot Arena as Justice falls to his knees, writhing in pain as the chair falls to the canvas. Burbank continues to smile as he drops to a single knee.]

“I want you to introduce you…the WCWA…and the Alliance to the newest tag-team to hit the scene. Ryan Adams…Mecca Arrington…Money and Power, but they are better known as the East Coast Connection. Mecca…Ryan…make him understand.”

[With smiles on each of their faces, Mecca reaches up grabbing Justice by his head, taking him to his feet. Finding a bit of fight, Joseph starts to fight back to the cheers of the crowd, pushing the larger Mecca Arrington towards the ropes with forearm smashes to his face. Yet his rebellion is squashed as he turned around and is meet with a standing sidekick, known as ‘True Perfection’, by Ryan Adams dropping Justice like a ton of bricks. Nick stands over the fallen Joseph Justice with a smile…

…this was far from over.]

N. Burbank: Once you have the money…and the power…then and only then…will get the RESPECT. You are looking at 'The Affiliates' of the WWA. And promise you that the West Coast will never be the same ever again."

[Nick looks over at the ECC as he grabs their wrists as raises them in the air in triumph as the song “Money, Power, Respect” by the Lox blasts over the PA system.]

SS: Burbank may not be wrestling in WCWA, but damn did he just make a huge impact on the WCWA and WWA.

MJ: This guy may be a bigger threat out of the ring, than he ever was in the ring.

SS: Hold on the Freak is standing by….

*Backstage, The Freak, Himself is preparing for his number one contenders match against Demitrius Burrell. It looks like he has a few words for the camera*

Interviewer: Mr. Freak? You have something to say?

Freak: You know, this entire week I've been so distracted with this game show of mine and the fact that I'm going to be a father that I've hardly given this match a thought. It's been a nice escape from the usual paranoia I feel, but tonight is different. I'm focused. I know what's coming. And, well...

Interviewer: You're ready to beat Burrell down?

Freak: What? No, no. My family were quakers, dear child. No relation to the wonderful Oatmeal of the same name, which reduces cholesterol, by the way. *cheesy smile*

Interviewer: Then you're ready to defeat him by any means necessary?

Freak: I'm ready to entertain the crowd. I'm ready to go out there and show people what I'm made of. But I'm not prepared, in the least, to take any high impact moves to the spine or neck area. You hear me, Burrell? No powerbombs, no piledrivers, no DDT's....let's do a little...I dunno...wrestling out there. Save the big moves for the big matches.

Interviewer: But this is a contendership match, Freak! This is a huge match! A lot of people have there eye on you tonight as having a big future in the company?

Freak: Really? I've got some fans backstage then, ehh?

Interviewer: Many, Freak. So you should be pumped! Ready to go! Ready to do whatever it takes to win!

Freak: 50 bucks if you'll stand in for me?

Interviewer: I weigh 98 pounds....

Freak: 100?

Interviewer: No.

Freak: Well, Dibiase could pull it off. I really need to grow a beard. Fine, Burrell. DDT's are ok...but so help me god, if I herniate a disc you'll be hearing from my lawyers!

*Freak walks away, chugging a bottle of water, leaving the interviewer to shake her head*

Interviewer: For a guy engaged to a homicidal maniac, he sure is a pansy...

Freak: *from down the hall* You try being chained to a Laz-e-Boy and viciously ravaged by said maniac the night before a match and you tell me how many head shots YOU want to take the next night, lady!

Interviewer: .......pansy......

*end segment*

SS: Well I guess the pansy….oh I mean the Freak is heading this way.

MJ: Hiccup!

[Sylvia looks on with amazement.]

SS: That was the loudest hiccup I’ve ever heard! Can you have any manners while we are on national television.

MJ: Nope…Ever since we’ve signed Wallace and Burrell I’ve had to switch to Evan Williams for the show.

SS: What about the Jim Beam you were drinking earlier?

MJ: That came from my house… I expect to be fully reimbursed at the end of the night.

SS: Ah… Well next up is the Burrell v Freak Match for the number one contender hip of the Gold Rush title.

MJ: We will be back right after this break.

SS: Break, we just had a break!

MJ: Trust me, I need this one.

[Fifteen minutes later.]

MJ: So let’s get back to the action.

SS: Next up is the War Games match between Team Sloan and Team Double K.

MJ: Whoa.. What happened to the Freak match .. I love his entrance through the crowd. He normally brings me a beer on the way through.

[Sylvia rolls her eyes in disgust.]

SS: I’m going to sum this up simply for you. This is a Pay-per-view, what breaks we do have last moments. You took an entire match off from announcing, for a restroom break.

MJ: Well did he bring me a beer?

SS: Nope, but he did manage a victory over Burrell.

MJ: How! Burrell is the most awesome athlete since Matt McClain!

SS: Basically, Burrell was surprised by his unnatural skills.

MJ: Was it the Vertical Smile?

SS: Yup.

MJ: Nasty….On to the next match..

SS: Yup, but not just any match. This match is for the WCWA Heavyweight title…..

[Vino’s music comes on again……he makes his way out to the entrance area.]

Vino: Folks, I told you we are going out of this year with a bang. Didn’t I say that?

[Fans are shouting yes…..OUT WITH A BANG]

Vino: Well I just have to keep my promise to all of you great fans. So in this WCWA Heavyweight title match, I want to add a stipulation. If….and I mean if Noah Hanson gets pinned or submits before Dan Easton does, then Hanson loses the Gold Rush title to whomever pinned him.

[Fans are in awe.]

Vino: Hanson will still be allowed to continue on in the match, until Easton is pinned or Easton pins someone to retain the title. So the WCWA Heavyweight title and Gold Rush titles are on the line in this match up. Tonight folks, there will be a winner in this damn match. Dan Easton will either have to pin someone to retain, or someone will have to pin Easton for the title. Dan you’ve got your work cut out for you tonight…..

A curtain on the stage raises and Limp Bizkit appears and Fred Durst starts singing “Breakstuff” live. The fans go wild as Noah and Karen make their way to the stage and Noah and Fred give each other a nod and Fred makes his way to the stage with Noah all the while still singing the lyrics to the song. Noah is dressed in red and gold has the Gold Rush title over his shoulder as he stands in the middle of the ring, Karen on her knees in front of Noah and Fred singing the rest of the song and then a gold and silver pyro waterfall goes off behind Noah as the song ends and Noah and Fred shake hands and then Fred leaves. Noah hands the Gold Rush title, his sunglasses and his vest to Karen.

The big man of this foursome makes a slow stroll to the ring. The Einheri makes his way to the ring and steps over the top rope. He gazes across at Hanson with a smirk on his face as…….

Ed “The Hobo” White makes his way out to ringside with Calabaza accompanying him. He enters the ring and slumps into a corner stinking the place up like Pigpen from Charlie Brown.

Finally the WCWA champion Dan Easton makes his way out with a big grin. He doesn’t seem worried at all about facing these three competitors. His competent, yet arrogant walk takes him to the far side of the ring where he looks at the competition before holding the WCWA title high over his head.

The special ref Calib “Blade” Wallace makes his way to the ring. He’s more arrogant than Easton and more dangerous. He enters the ring and gives everyone the rules to the match, even outlining the new stip added by Vino.

Every one is avoiding contact with the large Einheri. He went toward Hanson and Hanson quickly ducked out of the way. As he ducked he ran into a kick to the mid section from White. White follows up with a double axe handle blow to the lower back of Hanson. White has all of his attention on Hanson and Easton drop kicks White right into the Einheri. The big man doesn’t move an inch, but he reaches down to grab White, and the hobo has enough mental ability to get the hell out of the way. As he moves he bumps into Wallace, who shoves him right back into a clothesline from Easton. Hanson sees the Einheri coming his way, and executes a quick drop kick to the monster’s left knee. The big man is down as Easton goes to deliver a boot to his face, but he’s cut off by Hanson with a flying forearm. Hanson pulls White to his feet and whips him into the Einheri, who nails White with a power slam from hell.

After five minutes of none stop action, and sneak attacks from the special ref, the four men in this match are becoming worn down. White and Hanson are fairing better than Easton and Einheri, as they even teamed up a bit to wear the monster down. Hanson goes to grab Easton, and catches a DDT from Ed White that rocks the ring. Calib Wallace is laughing at what he would consider ignorance to trust a man that gunning for the same thing you are. Leg drop and an elbow to the sternum from White to Hanson for good measure. White a little cocky and a hell of a lot drunk races to the ropes, and is caught in a tilt a whirl back breaker from Easton. Einheri with a boot to the back of Easton’s head, and sends him flying into the turnbuckles. A massive hand is applied to the throat of White, and choke slam city it is for The hobo.

MJ: Damn that was hard enough to knock all the alcohol he ever drank out of his system.

SS: Maybe you need to go in there and get choked slammed.

MJ: Maybe you need to choke my chicken….

# SMACK

SS: Say something else like that to me, and I’ll knock all your damn teeth out.

Every man in the ring has gone for a cover, even the damn ref. Each time someone breaks the count to help the match continue on. Easton has been beat bloody by White in the corner with a beer bottle from Calabaza. Wallace saw the carnage and did nothing to stop it. He truly enjoyed it as a matter of fact. The Einheri has been able to mount just a small amount of offense as everyone has avoided contact with the larger man. Hanson and White have put on a spectacular show of technical and submission wrestling moves. The Hobo with an STF on Hanson as we speak, but the Gold Rush Champ won’t give in. The bloodied Easton seeks revenge on White with a low blow that went unseen by Wallace. We believe it was unseen, you can’t exactly tell with him as ref. Not just a low blow, but Easton had a vice on the groin of White that makes him release the STF and focus on his own problems. Hanson pulls himself to his feet to be met with a European forearm from The Einheri. Not just one, but three in a row that rocks his head. Einheri with a whip on Hanson to the ropes. Einheri sets up for a back flip, but Hanson slides underneath and nails the monster with a punch to the face. Easton still with a vice on White and Wallace is gazing out into the audience. Hanson up and soccer kicks the hell out of Easton.

SS: Now that’s how you kick the hell out of someone.

MJ: Hell that kick gave me a headache. Dan Easton has to be seeing stars, and everything else that comes with Lucky Charms.

Hanson pulling Easton up and goes for a powerbomb. He nails it……but waiting on him was Einheri again with a boot to Hanson’s face. The monster has learned to pick his spots in this match. They wouldn’t take the battle to him, so he’s bringing it to them. White’s eyes are wide open as the Einheri moves his way, and White ducks under a clothesline and stops short with a drop kick to the back of the knee Hanson had been working on. The Einheri goes down to one knee and White with a float over neckbreaker that snaps the Einheri’s neck hard. Hanson is slowly getting to his feet and climbing to the second turnbuckle. Easton is still down and now in even more pain as a moon saught from Hanson connects with Easton’s back. Hanson is getting set when….out of nowhere White rolls Hanson up in a cradle. Hanson’s head connects with the Einheri’s head as he’s going down to the mat.

SS: Ed White just became the WCWA Gold Rush champion.

MJ: Remember the match is still going on.

White is so damn busy celebrating that he doesn’t pay attention to the fact that Hanson just rolled over and draped his arm over Dan Easton. Wallace stares down for a moment and then goes to make the count.

DING DING DING

SS: New CHAMP

MJ: Noah Hanson just became the new WCWA HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

Wallace stands back for a moment and goes to hand the title to Noah Hanson. He gazes down at a fallen Dan Easton. The Einheri is making his way to the back. Suddenly Demetrius Burrell is standing behind Hanson. Burrell came from the audience and now he just shoved Hanson toward Wallace who levels Hanson with the title. White just realize that he could have had two belts turns and get’s a double razor’s edge off the second turn buckle from Wallace and Burrell. They drape the belts over the new champions and laugh as they exit the ring.

MJ: Wallace and Burrell have made it clear again, that it’s all about the titles for them.

SS: Yea, but they might want to be careful about what they ask for. These two new champs are no push overs…..

MJ: Well one more match up left. The WCWA Tag titles are on the line in this war games match up.

SS: 80 Proof have to worry about TSS, Chimera, and I would even say McClain and Johnson on this one. Everyone in that ring would love to have some gold around their waist.

The Hell in a Cell style cage started to lower itself from the rafters. The crowd was looking on, realizing that they were moments away from one of the most unique and dangerous matches in the entire wrestling world. Ringside attendants were scurrying around, putting themselves into a place where they could assist in securing this large mass of steel. The cage started to take shape around the ring, and the WCWA staff started to test the stability of this structure, while tying the cage to each individual turnbuckle. Suddenly, the crowd started to stir, as the attendants leapt off of the apron, and attempted to return backstage before the combatants made their way to the ring.

Before long, a large yellow spotlight shun itself on top of the stage, as the sounds of “The World is Yours” by Nas started to play. The crowd watched as Curtis Penn and Parker Smith emerged from behind the curtains, and stood atop the platform side by side. Each man was wearing a black CHIMERA FT jacket, partially buttoned, while finishing off their fighting gear the two men wore identical black and red CHIMERA FT shorts, with their last names printed across their backside. Parker Smith had a yellow Towel draped over his head, covering the majority of his face, and Curtis Penn started to look into the crowd from the stage, and shouted for them to get to their feet. Behind the two men was Rick Royson - - who patted both men on their shoulders and followed them towards the ring. Rick was decked out in a CHIMERA tracksuit, and his very own CHIMERA FT jacket. The music continued to play, as Sean Peters and JD Hart followed behind their teammates, wearing the ‘TSS’ trunks and designer robes. The five men marched towards the ring, like an army ready to go to war.

The music was cut, and it was time for the second team to make their way to the ring. The Current WCWA Tag Team Champions were the first to emerge, as they slapped their gold straps which they were carrying across their shoulders. The Sounds of “We Run This” By Missy Elliot was playing, as 80 Proof sauntered forward and pointed behind them towards their two tag team partners. The Mid South Syndicate of Malik Johnson and Matt McClain followed, nodding their heads to the beat of their theme music. Both men were wearing MSS trunks, showing their unity. Before the four men walked towards the ring, they paused at the top of the ramp and circled with their hands in the middle, before raising them towards the roof. These four men were no strangers to one and other, and have a lot of cohesive experience, where as their opponents are a first time team.

Both teams had taken their positions on either side of the ring. Both teams seemed to be discussing their strategies, by choosing which member of their respective teams was going to start this contest off. For the MSS team, it would be Malik Johnson, and for the CHIMERA/TSS team it was Curtis Penn. Both men entered the cage from their respective sides, and the referee once again informed both sides that it was the first man to earn a decision on their opponent that would be declared the winners. Also, the winners of the match would become the new WCWA tag team champions. Malik nodded his head, as did Penn and the referee pointed towards the middle of the ring, and this match up was officially underway.

Penn and Johnson were to go at hard for five minutes, and hopefully give their teams the much needed advantage. The two men dug in deep for a tight collar and elbow tie up, with Johnson getting the advantage and chopping the chest of Penn. Penn is feisty, and started to fight back, as the showdown turned into a full out brawl, as they traded stiff rights and left in the middle of the ring. Penn seemed to be enjoying the exchange, and welcoming Malik to really lay his shots in snug. The crowd was really enjoying the exchange, which ended up favoring Penn, as he used his striking ability to really ruffle Malik’s feathers… sending him down to the mat hard. Penn quickly tried to take side control, but Malik is very well versed in mat wrestling, and was able to stave off the Penn attempts and get back to a neutral base. Penn went for a headlock, but it was Malik who freed himself, and took control with a top wrist lock and then transitioned to a hammerlock, and started to apply pressure to the right arm of Curtis Penn. Penn smacked his shoulder, timing a back eblow strike, that loosened the grip, before he reached back and took Malik over with a snap mare, and then a sick toe punt to Malik’s spine. Malik was in obvious pain, and Penn used a roll-over neck breaker to snap himself forward and rattle the neck and shoulders of Malik Johnson.

Penn was intent on keeping control of the match in his favor, as he forced Johnson into the corner and started to blister him with shots, which Malik was taking in stride, but wasn’t returning fire with nearly the same precision as his opponent. An over anxious Penn went for a running jumping body assault, but Johnson side stepped and rammed Penn’s face into the steel cage. Penn went down hard, and Malik attempted to regain his bearings. It was during this slow spot in the match, that the outside official gathered the teams and did the coin toss to see who would receive the 2 on 1 advantage. Matt McClain called heads, and the ref flipped the coin. The result was heads, and the MSS team won the coin toss, and were awarded the advantage in the match. Malik popped on top of Penn and started to drill him with heavy shots, before maneuvering himself to a neutral base and taking Penn with a nasty Samoan drop. The cage door swung open, and Jim Beam of 80 Proof ran into the ring, and the co holder of the WCWA tag team titles immediately took liberties with Penn. Malik haled Penn in place, and Beam started to drill him with right hands, and finished the exchange with a spinning back fist.

Malik didn’t let Penn fall to the ground though. Instead, he took him down to the mat hard with a reverse DDT. As tough as Curtis Penn is, this two on one assault was a little much for him to handle at this point….especially after Malik had thrown him head first into the steel cage. Surprisingly, Penn wasn’t bleeding, which could’ve spelled danger for him, with it being so early in the match. The two MSS members started to double team Penn as much as they could, knowing that they only had two minutes to do so. That two minutes can sure last a long time though, when you’re on the receiving end of the attack. Malik nailed Penn with a sickening Northern Lights Suplex, and as he hit the mat, Beam launched himself from the second rope and delivered a guillotine leg drop across the neck and throat area of Curtis Penn.

The two athletes seemed very pleased with themselves, as they really used the two on one to their advantage. At this point, the cage door swung open, and Parker Smith entered the cage and was a house of fire. He ran right through an attempted Beam clothesline, and leveled him with a disgusting lariat that had him flipping in mid air. Parker stalked Malik, who refused to back down from the CHIMERA FT member. Malik tried to stiffen Parker with chops, but ended up on the receiving end of a furious striking sequence that started with straight rights, and ended with a jumping spin kick that rocked Malik up against the cage. Beam got to his feet, and started to go after revenge, but he was caught and lauched into the steel cage like a battering ram by Parker. The battering ram move ended up cutting Beam’s forehead, and blood started to drip from the wound. Parker looked at his fallen teammate, and yanked his arm, pulling Penn to his ffet. Penn shook off the cobwebs, and both men ran at Malik and took him down with a double running Yakuza kick!

After a brief two on one beatdown, it was Smith and Penn who stood in control once the odds evened up. The two men took a split second to stare into the crowd, and they were absolutely hot for the comeback. The comeback didn’t last as long as they would’ve liked though, as the two minute interval was now over, and the third member of the MSS was set to enter the ring. It was Matt McClain! McClain carries a wealth of experience into the ring with him, and was ready to turn the tide back towards his side. His initial attempts were thrown away though, as Penn and Smith seemed intent on keeping control. Smith and Penn nailed McClain with a double hip toss, and sent McClain across the ring, right into the lap of his MSS tag team partner Malik Johnson. Johnson sprung to his feet, as did McClain, and the two men walked forward and drew a imaginary line across the mat, indicating which side was their side of the ring. Smith and Penn looked coldly forward, and stepped defiantly over the line. It was here that a bloody Jim Beam had crept up behind Smith and Penn. Beam dropped down to his knees and nailed both CHIMERA members with a double low blow. Penn and Smith stood, holding their jewels, which is when Malik and Matt executed simultaneous jumping DDT’s.

The match had really started to slip away from the CHIMERA side, as the MSS seemed to be using their experience to their advantage. McClain and his wealth of experience, was calling a few shots, and got Beam to hold Parker across his knee, as he ran off of the ropes and nailed Smith with a jumping knee drop. Johnson was entangled with Penn, and was really working him over the corner. Penn seemed dazed, and wasn’t able to fight his way free from the onslaught. The cage door swung open, and Sean Peters was the next man to enter the War Games Fiasco. Peters was jacked up, looking to make another comeback for his side, as he blistered the MSS members with drop kicks and high knee smashes, which slowed their onslaught. The comeback didn’t last too long, as Beam was the guy to catch Peters from behind with a brain buster. Beam cornered himself with Peters and started to battle it out with him. McClain and Smith were both equally hammering on one and other, while Penn and Johnson were engaging in the slugfest that had started this entire match. Penn seemed to prove his worth as a brawler, and then shot in on Malik, taking him down to the mat. Penn was working his way into position for a kimora, but was unable to get the proper leverage to synch it in. McClain and Smith were circling each other, both looking for the right opportunity to take an advantage. Smith would secure McClain legs, and rush him forward like a raging bull, smashing McClain back first into the cage. Peters was starting to gain an advantage over Beam, and locked on a sharpshooter type hold, and really had it in deep. This was a smart wear down tactic, but was not going to be able ot secure the victory, or the WCWA tag team titles.

The cage door swung open, and the final member of team MSS got into the ring. Jack Daniels immediately tossed Peters off of his partner, and started to blister him with shots. Both members of 80 Proof started to work Peters over in the corner. Parker was transitioning into side control on the mat, having the former WWA World Champion in a fit of confusion, not being able to control the MMA stud in his area of expertise. Penn and Malik, the two men who had started this match, were still going at each other with all of their being. Malik had been raking Penn’s face up against the cage, which opened up a large gash over his forehead and blood started to pour. Johnson continued to blister Penn, knowing that the worse the cut got, the better chance the referee would stop the match once all members of the teams were in the ring.

Smith had McClain trapped in his guard, and was leveling him from the top with heavy shots. That was until both members of 80 Proof nailed Smith with a double drop kick, forcing him off of their partner. A short lived 3 on 1 was next. Peters was on his ass in the corner, and Johnson had Penn all tied up and bloodied. This meant that Smith was left to battle the former World champion, and Former World tag team champions on his own. The timing was perfect for the cage door to open, and the last man to enter the ring was JD Hart, and he immersed himself into the three on one battle. Hart attempted to even the odds up, and started to assist Parker. Hart ended up taking McClain down with a running bulldog, before trading off with one of the members of 80 Proof, while Smith battled the other. Johnson left a bloody Penn alone for a moment, and decided that he needed to lend a quick hand to 80 Proof, to maintain control of the entire match.

Sean Peters got back to his feet, and ran towards the sea of bodies, and jumped rushed Johnson. The camera got a close up of Curtis Penn, who was fuming that he’d been cut, and was determined not the let it slow him down. Although he had been in the match from the very beginning, and had been the victim of so many one sided attacks, he still seemed to have a lot of fight left in him. Not only has Penn proven to be a mouthpiece, but he has shown he has the grit, stamina and toughess to take a beating, and fire back.

The crowd was absolutely HOT for the action at this moment. They knew that since all of the men were in the ring together, that the first team to earn a decision would walk out of the ring with the WCWA Tag team titles around their waists.

There was an interesting twist in this match up, and it involved Parker Smith and JD Hart. Smith was really working over Jim Beam, after busting him open earlier in the match up. Smith had locked Beam into his Dragon Sleeper body scissors submission, and Beam was starting the fade. The referee had stepped in, and was about to ring the bell, but it was JD Hart who ended up breaking up the submission. Parker couldn’t believe it, he was beside himself and shoved JD. This opened up an opportunity for Malik Johnson to rifle Parker into the ropes and drop him with his ‘around the way’ hurricanrana! Malik went to the top and came off with his patented flying elbow drop. Mailk held for the cover, but Parker was somehow able to roll his shoulder before the three count.

In the meantime, a bloody Curtis Penn had witnessed the actions of One JD Hart and he ran forward and nailed JD with one of the stiffest Yakuza kicks ever seen inside of a WCWA ring. The crowd was aghast, not knowing what to make of this. Sean Peter was wondering what in the world was going on, but he was quickly taken out by Jack Daniels, as the two men attempted to score pin falls on one and other.

Mailk was roughing Parker up, and Penn was on an absolute mission. Penn walked over to the bloody Jim Beam, who had gotten to his feet at this point, and spat at Curtis Penn. Penn looked at him in disgust. Parker was able to reverse and German suplex attempt from Malik, and took him over with a riveting cobra clutch suplex. Parker had dropped Malik squarely on his head, but knew that he had an opportunity to cease control of this match once and for all. Parker crept up behind Beam and tapped him on the shoulder. Beam spun around and Parker immediately dropped down for a leg sweep, and as he was doing so, Curtis Penn charged forward and smashed Beam with a dirty Yakuza kick to the back of his head. Combined with the Leg sweep from Parker, it looked like a newer rendition of Total Elimination.

The crowd was on their feet, as Smith tried to play damage control and Penn rushed forward with venom. Penn hooked Jim Beam into a nasty triangle choke, and was attempting to put him to sleep. Jim Beam is a tough mother, and refused to tap out. But his windpipes were slowly starting to close. Matt McClain realized that his partner was in danger and started to charge Penn. Out of nowhere Parker Smith was ready for this, and speared McClain down hard to the mat, ensuring that Penn keep control of the situation. Malik got to his feet and dove at Penn and had really secured the hold by this point. The referee had dropped Beam’s hand twice! Smith dove to intercept the Johnson save attempt, at which point the ref dropped Beam’s hand for a third time.

The referee had called for the bell, and Curtis Penn relinquished the hold. He immediately got to his feet and embraced Parker, as the two men held their hands over their heads. The referee had reached out of the cage and was handed the WCWA Tag Team Titles and handed them over to the CHIMERA Fight Team. Rick Royson had entered the ring, and was their to congratulate his teammates.

The cage had started to rise, and a sea of broken bodies were left scattered throughout the ring. Matt McClain and Malik Johnson snarled as they rolled under the bottom rope and started to walk backstage. A bloody Curtis Penn raised his tag team title over his head, and was jubilant in victory. Parker was soaking in the applause from the fans, and nodded his head respectfully, before taking a few small bows.

The former tag team champions were clearly devastated, and exited the ring with Daniels helping Beam out of the ring. It was then, that Sean Peters and JD Hart got to their feet and looked over at their teammates, who were looking about ten pounds heavier respectively. JD shoued a few obscenities at the new champs, while Peters stood there with his fists up. The two members of the Sex Symbols charged CHIMERA, and Rick Royson savate kicked Peters in the mush for his efforts, while Smith dropped down and secured control of Hart, taking him down to the mat hard. These men were no strangers to one and other, as they had many classic matches in New Hampshire. Smith started to synch in a head and arm choke, and held it for a few moments before finally relinquishing the hold.

Smith looked at Royson and Penn, and the three men stood in the middle of the ring, as the new WCWA Tag Team Champions. The three men took a small front bow, before exiting the ring. Penn seemed overly agitated that The Sex Symbols had attempted to steal their spotlight. This was the first title that Curtis Penn and Rick Royson had earned in the world of professional wrestling. In the very least, The Sex Symbols should’ve allowed them a brief moment of glory. Parker seemed very pleased to call himself a champion once again, but also shared the same sentiment as his teammates.

One Final shot of The CHIMERA Fight Team with the WCWA Tag Team Titles over their shoulders, walking towards the backstage area.

MJ: Folks that it’s for us tonight.

SS: Get ready for a hot ass 2008 from WCWA…..