PART III
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Tag Team Champions The Syndicate vs The Hounds of Hell - Tag Team Championship
The Hounds of Hell are introduced first to a nice reaction from this San Antonio crowd. They come out together and look fired up for tonight's Tag Team Title match. Dark Stranger tries giving instructions to Marcus Andrews but he seems to have his own agenda in mind. Suddenly the lights turn off and then static fills the jumbo tron. A few seconds later and the screen goes black with the words "WE_ ARE_ HERE_" typed out across. The lights come back on as "Nobody Hears" by Suicidal Tendencies kicks on! Fans rise to their feet as 'Syndicate' banners are dropped alongside the entranceway. The Original and Mark Adkins make their way out with the Tag Titles over their shoulders. Chico: They've been the Champs since March. Can the Hounds of Hell end that streak today? Manic: I don't know. A lot have teams have been thrown at them but nobody can seem to knock them off. Original and Adkins discuss things on the outside as Original pulls himself up on the apron and steps in the ring. Marcus Andrews tells Dark Stranger he wants to go and Stranger lets him. The referee Jake Evans calls for the bell. *ding ding* Original and Andrews circle around each other before lunging in. Original gets the upperhand first and puts Andrews in a side headlock. But Andrews shoves him to the ropes and knocks him down with a Shoulder Block. Original stays down as Andrews goes off the ropes, leaps over him and when Andrews goes off the ropes again he is met by a swift Dropkick from the Original who immediately goes for the pin. One, two, kick out! Original throws him in a headlock on the mat and then picks him off the canvas as he tags in his partner. Adkins steps through the ropes and uses the assist from the Original to kick Andrews in the gut. Adkins irish whips him in to his own corner and Dark Stranger reaches over to tag himself in. Chico: Here comes the Big Man! Adkins backs down a second and then tags The Original in. The Original looks offended and before he can react Dark Stranger reaches over the ropes, grabs him by the throat with two hands and drags him in to the ring. Dark Stranger yells something at him before deliverying a devestating Spine Buster! Dark goes for the cover. One, two, foot on the rope. Dark grabs Original by the head and backs him up to the ropes, he whips him across and then delivers a hard clothesline. Original staggers to his feet and Dark drills him with a Boot to the face. Original drops and Dark Stranger goes for the cover. One, two, shoulder up! Manic: Dark Stranger looking to put this one away and become a three time Tag Champion. Dark Stranger picks the Original up and whips him in to his own corner. Andrews starts choking The Original out as Dark Stranger focuses on Adkins in the opposite corner. The ref tries to break them up as Dark takes a swing for Adkins and Adkins swings back but misses. Adkins tries to step in the ring and the referee holds him back. Dark rushes over to the Original and starts taking advantage of the double-team. He unloads with kicks and stiff uppercuts. Andrews releases the chokehold as the ref turns around and then Andrews tags himself in. Manic: Nice teamwork by the Hounds of Hell. Andrews goes for an irishwhip and The Original reverses it and nails him with a Flying Clothesline. Andrews uses the ropes to pull himself back up but out of nowhere Original completes a Springboard Dropkick to take him down. Original crawls over for a cover. One, two, shoulder up! The Original drags him by the arm over to Adkins and tags Adkins in. Adkins begins stomping away on Andrews and then drops down to choke him out. The ref counts Adkins off and warns him. Mark Adkins stands to his feet and acts all innocent. He walks over to Dark Stranger and taunts him. Stranger tries to enter the ring and the ref holds him back. Meanwhile Adkins shoves Andrews in to the Syndicate's corner and allows Original to hammer on the back of his head as Adkins kicks away at his mid-section. Manic: Ref pay attention! Chico: "Ref pay attention." "Ref pay attention." You weren't saying that a minute ago... As the ref turns around The Original stops hammering on him and asks for the tag. Adkins slaps him a high five and Original enters the ring with a purpose. He kicks Andrews in the gut twice and then grabs the back of his head to deliver a Bulldog! Original makes the cover. One, two, Andrews just gets a shoulder up before the three. Manic: Very close! Chico: I don't know, seemed like a slow count to me. Original argues with the ref and then goes to have a few choice words with Dark Stranger. The fans give him heat as he eggs Stranger on but before Stranger can do anything, Andrews sneaks up behind and rolls The Original up for a pin. One, two, Adkins breaks it up! The Dark Stranger enters the ring and clotheslines Mark out and they both go stumbling to the floor. Original and Andrews back up and Original goes for a Suplex. But Andrews blocks it and brings him in for a DDT. However, The Original counters with a Northern Lights Suplex. The ref makes it over just in time for the one, two, kick out! Manic: Thought he had him there. On the outside Adkins and Stranger are going at it. Adkins punches at his mid-section but Stranger stalls that with a sick headbutt and then backs up to deliver a malicious boot to the skull! Inside the ring Andrews is up to his feet and charges at the Original in the center of the ring. The Original hits a Drop Toe Hold and then manages to turn it in to a Lion Tamer. Some of the crowd marks out! The Dark Stranger has Adkins up in the gorilla press position and is about to drop him face-first on the barricade, when he notices his partner trapped in that deadly submission hold. Manic: Is he going to tap? Dark drops Adkins to the floor and goes to slide in but not before Marcus Andrews taps out to the Lion Tamer! Chico: Yes! It's over. It's all over! Dark Stranger goes to grab The Original but he scurries out of the ring before he gets his chance to get his hands on him. The Original snatches the Tag Belts from the time keeper and walks over to Adkins on the ground. He slaps him around a little and hoists him up to his feet. Adkins puts an arm over The Original's shoulder as The Syndicate heads to the back. The Dark Stranger paces around the ring and when Marcus Andrews finally gets to his feet. He starts to yell at him furiously. Marcus "the Wolf" Andrews makes his arguement but Dark Stranger simply waves him off and hops out of the ring. Andrews holds his head while watching his partner exit up the ramp.
Winners by Submission: The Syndicate
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We cut backstage to a beautiful woman with fire engine, red hair and is a standing by herself in a revealing tank top. The camera zooms in on her as she begins cutting a promo.
Brooke: Hello everyone. My name is Miranda Brooke and I was just signed by President Lars Douglas just moments ago. For the past few years I've been training my butt off, working my way up the ladder until finally the XWF came calling. Now I take a look at this women's division and I don't see anyone who stands out to me. So here's the thing, I am putting every XWF diva, every single woman is on notice right now! Miranda Brooke is coming and I am going to change up the woman's division forever. See you at Showdown!
The camera cuts off from Miranda Brooke.
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A video package is played to "Lost in Space" by The Misfits
- Hell on Earth 2013 -
Kanook hoists Mastro high up and flips him over with the Ice Over release German Suplex! Kanook hooks the leg as the crowd chants along for the One.. Two.. Three! "Oddities" plays over the arena as Kanook celebrates. Kanook grabs a Faygo bottle and shakes it up before opening it and spraying the soda out to the front row. Kanook hops off the turnbuckle right in time to eat a chairshot to the head from Mastro.
Manic: What the hell is Mastro doing?
Mastro with another chairshot, another chairshot, another chairshot. Mastro is going crazy.
Manic: Someone stop this guy!
Mastro opens the chair up enough to slip Kanook's ankle in the middle.
Manic: He's going to break his ankle here!
Mastro jumps off the turnbuckle and stomps on the chair smashing Kanook's ankle. Kanook curls over in pain as referees jump into the ring. Mastro smiles before leaving.
Later in the evening..
Rage kicks Shotgun in the midsection and sets him up for a Straight to Hell. Mastro with kendo stick in hand enters the ring. Mastro hits a kendo stick shot right to Rage's face! Shotgun lifts Rage high up in the air. Bullet Bomb connects! Shotgun covers for the One.. Two.. Three!
Worley: The winner of this match and NEW World..Heavyweight..Champion. Carlos Shotgun!
Shotgun and Falkenyork shake hands as the two of them look over towards Mastro.
Manic: What is up with Mastro?
Shotgun, Falkenyork, and Mastro embrace as the crowd starts pelting garbage into the ring.
Chico: Isn't this just so goddamn touching.
- Showdown Forty Two -
Shotgun walks out wearing a dark gray Brioni suit and tie while holding a briefcase.
Shotgun: He who holds the title gets the bitches.
Shotgun steps into the ring and looks at Falkenyork proudly. He pats him in the shoulder and hands him the briefcase.
Shotgun: There is one man I need to thank. Robert Mastro!
"O Fortuna" by Mozart plays and Mastro walks out. Mastro shakes Falkenyork’s and Shotgun’s hands.
Shotgun: Mastro I have to admit, when I hired you to take out Kanook I had no idea you would do this good of a job.
Mastro: Shotgun, it was my pleasure to humiliate and destroy Kanook. This job is done. It’s finished. Shotgun, I would like my compensation.
Shotgun: Straight to the point. I like that.
Falkenyork hands Shotgun the briefcase who hands it to Mastro. Mastro lays it on the table and opens it revealing five hundred thousand dollars.
Shotgun: Quite the sight, isn’t it? I don’t think you get it Mastro. This was a test, and you passed. Mastro, I would like you to become an ELITE Mercy Killer.
Mastro looks at Shotgun in shock.
Shotgun: I have been keeping my eye on you for a long time. I like the way you you annihilated The Hellion. I like that you beat Marcus Andrews into mental retardation. You are loyal. Will you join us and become an Elite? Don’t be shy Mastro.
Mastro: Shotgun.. Falkenyork.. My answer is..
Falkenyork hits a superkick on Mastro. Shotgun begins to stomp Mastro down. Shotgun hits Mastro with the championship to the side of the head. Falkenyork grabs Mastro and applies the Version Seven.
Shotgun: I never thought in a million years you would get the job done! You were supposed to be a distraction! You see that money Mastro? To you, that money means a new life. To me? That’s chump change. The XWF belongs to The Elite now.
Shotgun sweeps the table before placing the briefcase on it. He opens it and scatters the money on the table. Shotgun starts dousing them with a gas can. Shotgun pulls out a Zippo lighter.
Shotgun: I want you to watch as I burn your fucking life down into the ground..
Shotgun lights the Zippo lighter and tosses it at the money and immediately it goes up in flames. Mastro is livid and he pulls with everything he has and breaks the Version Seven! Mastro pushes Falkenyork back but Shotgun kicks him in the mid-section. Shotgun Bullet Bombs Mastro on the table through the burning money! Shotgun pulls out a cigarette and lights it up with a burning hundred dollar bill.
Shotgun: Enjoy your new life, kid.
- Showdown Forty Three -
Mastro demands a microphone.
Mastro: Last week The Elite put me through a table full of flaming money. Do you know why? Because they are afraid. They know how dangerous I can be. I have decided that my full attention will go towards Falkenyork and Shotgun. I will drown them in their own blood. I will break Falkenyork. I will destroy Shotgun and after I do there will be little doubt as to who the real Heavyweight Champion should be.
Later in the evening, Shotgun stands by inside the squared circle.
Shotgun: My name is Carlos Shotgun and I am YOUR XWF Heavyweight Champion!
The fans continuing booing.
Shotgun: Who can challenge me? Robert Mastro? As far as I’m concerned there is nobody who is even worthy of standing in front of me in this very ring. That is why I am officially using my sick days and vacation time and I am taking the night off at When Worlds Collide.
"Oddities" by Insane Clown Posse plays as the arena explodes. Kanook makes his way out in crutches.
Shotgun: Just what in the hell are you doing here?
Kanook: Shut up! So it was you who sent Mastro after me, was it? I knew you weren’t man enough to face me. You wanted someone relevant? You are looking at the man who main evented XtremeMania his first year in this federation. I am standing here in front of you challenging you for the XWF Heavyweight Championship.
Shotgun: I don’t think you get it Kanook. This is MY time. You fucked with the wrong man.
Shotgun kicks away one of Kanook's crutches.
Shotgun: You are pathetic!
Shotgun kicks away the second crutch and Kanook remains standing staring at Shotgun. Shotgun looks at Kanook puzzled who smiles and nods nonchalantly.
Kanook: You are fucked!
Kanook lunges at him and hits him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Shotgun gets dropped with a second belly to belly. Shotgun gets up a third time and Kanook goes for a Crossface. Shotgun rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp in shock. Shotgun is livid.
Shotgun: I am untouchable! I am infallible! I am..
Mastro drops Shotgun with a clothesline to the back of the head. Mastro is punching Shotgun repeatedly before picking him up and dropping him down with a Cradle Reverse Piledriver. The fans explode in the arena as Shotgun is out. Mastro looks at the ring where Kanook stands. They stare at each other as the tension builds.
Mastro: You’re supposed to be in the hospital with a broken leg. I’ll make sure to finish the job for good this time.
Mastro charges down the ramp. Kanook exits the ring and runs up straight towards Mastro. The fans explode as they collide in the middle into a full blown brawl. Mastro’s mouth is busted open and Kanook seems to be bleeding from the nose. They roll around the barricade onto the fans and security starts pouring in.
- Showdown Forty Four -
Mastro and Falkenyork are having a back and fourth battle. Mastro goes for the Reverse Cradle Piledriver. York immediately rakes the eyes and lifts Mastro up for the Go To Sleep. Mastro slips out moments before and swings with a huge clothesline. York ducks and locks Mastro in a Version Seven! Mastro is yelling no as he uses his size advantage to drag himself close to the ropes. Mastro grabs the ropes and the referee warns York to release the hold. One.. Two.. Three.. Four. Shotgun enters the ring and stomps Mastro in the back of the head as the referee calls for the disqualification.
Manic: What the hell is Shotgun doing?
Shotgun continues stomping Mastro’s head over and over. Mastro is helpless as Shotgun stomps him again busting him open. York releases the hold and looks at Mastro who seems to be out with a look of satisfaction. Mastro is seen trying to get up to his knees. Shotgun taunts Mastro to get up. Shotgun nails a knee to the midsection and lifts Mastro up before dropping him down with a Bullet Bomb.
Falkenyork: Congratulations on your big win.
Bob Levy is standing by with Kanook.
Levy: Crazy Kanook you've been in the XWF for a short amount of time but it didn't take you quite long to make your way to the top of this company.
Kanook puts his hand up.
Kanook: I've been in this business longer than any of you even want to mention and I know how to get the job done. XtremeMania 8 for me? I went in to become the World Heavyweight Champion and I failed with that. This match at When World's Collide however? There's a little more involved there. You have Robert Mastro who nobody has ever taken seriously. I sure as hell didn't. Should I take him seriously now because of the injury that I had? NO! It was a pussy ass attack after I kicked his ass and guess what? He didn't get the job done. Shotgun with all of his money couldn't pay Mastro enough to try to take me out. All this goes back to Shotgun. Shotgun knows that I gave Rage the fight of his life and that if ANYBODY is a threat to his reign as World Champion? It's the Crazy Kanook.
Kanook and Dustin Holt are squaring off. The fans start to stir as Shotgun is seen walking down the ramp. Kanook mouths at Shotgun before he begins to climb to the top rope. He signals for the flying headbutt but Shotgun immediately gets on the apron. The referee gets in Shotgun’s face and Kanook jumps down and charges right at Shotgun nailing him with a shoulder block. Kanook smiles as the arena explode with cheers. As he turns around, Holt hits Kanook with the DKO and immediately covers for the One.. Two.. Three!
Manic: Shotgun had no reason to be out here and it costed Kanook the match!
Shotgun slides into the ring and looks at Kanook who is still out from the DKO.
Shotgun: Last week I promised you a beating Kanook. I’m a man of my word. I'm going to enjoy every second of this.
Shotgun goes to swing a chair but Kanook kips up.
Shotgun: ...I was kidding.
Shotgun goes to leave when Mastro’s theme hits. Mastro runs down the ramp with a baseball bat. Mastro stands in front of the ring and looks at both Kanook and Shotgun. Kanook swings the chair over the top rope, missing Mastro by mere inches. Mastro enters the ring. Kanook and Mastro circle each other. They swing at the same time and the chair collides with the bat, both men drop the weapons at the same time. An all-out brawl breaks out between Mastro and Kanook as the fans cheer. Shotgun is seen looking on the outside. He gets up and casually walks up the ramp. Mastro and Kanook are hitting each other as Shotgun is seen walking up the ramp with a smile on his face.
Manic: What in the hell is going to happen when these three men wage war at When Worlds Collide?
The video package fades as we go back to ringside. Manic and Chico are standing by as Danielle Worley is in the middle of the ring.
Manic: Shotgun at Hell on Earth took out a guy that many believed had his number with Rage. He sure didn't waste any time in creating new enemies.
Chico: No doubt but Kanook and Mastro aren't the best of friends either. This is going to be a war.
Manic: Lets take it to Worley.
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Main Event: World Heavyweight Champion "The Elite Savior" Carlos Shotgun vs The Crazy Kanook vs "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro - World Heavyweight Title
The camera cuts to a wide angle shot showing the huge sold out crowd on hand at the AT&T Center. A graphic pans across the screen reading "XWF World Heavyweight Championship".
*ding* *ding* *ding*
Worley: The following contest is the Triple Threat match scheduled for ONE fall and it is for the Xtreme Wrestling Federation, World.. Heavyweight.. Championship!
"O Fortuna" cues over the arena as the crowd rises to their feet. The camera cuts over to the entrance as Robert Mastro makes his way out to a huge ovation.
Worley: Making his way down the aisle from Bayonne, New Jersey. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and sixty pounds. He is "The Real Mercy Killer"..Rooobeeert..Maaastrooo!!
Mastro continues his walk down towards the ring. There's a number of fans in the front row that are dressed like Santa Claus and that does nothing more then piss Mastro off.
Manic: Mastro was never one for Christmas that's for sure.
Chico: Along with proper dental care and uh, other things.
Mastro enters the ring as Worley takes a couple steps to the side. Mastro poses in the middle of the ring as the crowd gives off a mixed reaction.
Manic: Quite the mixed reaction for Mastro here. He's not one to cater to anybody, doing things on his own terms.
Mastro continues to walk around as he looks ready to fight.
"Oddities" by Insane Clown Posse hits the AT&T Center as the crowd erupts. The Crazy Kanook makes his way through the curtains.
Kanook: I want my SHIT and I ain't gonna die till I GET it!
Kanook points to the crowd and waves his arms up in the air as the fans get louder. Kanook makes a belt gesture around his waist before continuing his walk down towards the ring.
Worley: Making his way down the aisle from Edmonton, Alberta. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty pounds. He is the Craaazy Kaaanooooook!!
Kanook slides into the ring as Mastro exits out and walks around the ring. Kanook looks over at Mastro and gestures that his leg is doing just fine. Mastro doesn't look too pleased at this time.
Manic: Everyone was under the impression that Mastro cracked Kanook's ankle at Hell on Earth.
Chico: It appeared so Manic but Kanook doesn't appear to be hurt at this time. Guess we'll see how that goes as the match goes on shortly.
Kanook poses on a corner turnbuckle as camera flashes go off in the arena. Kanook hops off and fakes a limp before walking it off and giving Mastro the middle finger.
Manic: Kanook never one to hide his feelings towards anybody but the same could be said about Mastro.
The camera cuts over towards the entrance.
There's a moment of silence as everyone awaits the champion's entrance. "Do The Evolution" by Pearl Jam hits the arena as the crowd erupts once again. Carlos Shotgun makes his way out to a huge mixed reaction of boos and cheers. Shotgun has the World Title around his waist and a "Shotguns N Roses World Tour" shirt.
Manic: There he is!
Chico: The Elite Savior!
Shotgun turns around and points his thumb to the back of the shirt. The shirt shows a list of victims that have fallen to the Elite. The last two names on the list are Robert Mastro and Crazy Kanook. Shotgun turns back around.
Shotgun: Someone is getting their dick punched tonight, WOO!!
Shotgun makes his way down towards the ring.
Worley: Making his way down the aisle from San Juan, Puerto Rico. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is the Xtreme Wrestling Federation, World.. Heavyweight.. Champion. "The Elite Savior", Caaarlooos Shoootguuun!!