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We are TAPED at the New Las Vegas Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada as Showdown Episode Thirty is on the air! In tonight's big main event, we have "The Beast" Dustin Holt defending the Xtreme Championship against Pike "The Preacher" Lorenzo. The Mercy Killers will be hosting a Cajun Beer Bash Tag Title Celebration. At Dead End we saw the return of Shotgun and the latest chapter with Syndicate. Will we hear from them or the World Champion Rage? This and more.
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The camera cuts to ringside where World Heavyweight Champion Rage's Legal Advisor Barry Browning is standing by. Browning as expected is getting a heavy amount of boos from the fans. Mitch Keller is in the ring with microphone in hand.
Keller: "Welcome to Showdown Mr. Browning, we understand you want to update on the status of your client the XWF World Heavyweight Champion, Rage."
Browning pulls the microphone up to speak, and once again the crowd boos so loudly that Barry Browning is forced to put the microphone back at his side, as Mitch Keller speaks again.
Keller: "Please everyone, whether you love the guy or hate the guy, he represents our world champion and we all want to know what happened and.."
Browning calmly stops Keller from continuing and the crowd once again boos. Browning smirks at the crowd as he opens up his suitcase, hands Keller a piece of paper and exits the ring towards the backstage area to even more loud boos. Keller who is still in the ring, reads the paper aloud.
Keller: "This is straight from the Law offices of Barry Browning and Associates, and I will read to you the XWF universe exactly what Mr. Browning just handed me. To Whom It May Concern, I, Barry Browning, would like to thank all of the well wishes for my client Rage in his difficult time. I am slightly confused at the lack of fan mail and get well soon cards, but I’m sure they are all still in the mail. First and foremost we need to update you on the condition my client is in, and that condition is not good. He was buried alive after a brutal attack that consisted of three men trying to take him out. Not only did he barely survive with his life, he actually walked out of the Dead End Pay Per View STILL your world champion. He was without oxygen for an extended period of time and as a result, needed an oxygen mask 24/7 for over a week and for about 16 hours had a tube down his throat. He is currently bed ridden and resting for a return that has yet to be determined. We have talked and both feel it was great of our President Lars Douglas to give the XWF a week off, and with my client Rage being absent from Showdown this week, that would constitute the two weeks we requested off. My client may be in no condition to wrestle next week, but god willing, he may be granted the ability to attend Showdown in person, to show you all just how unstoppable he truly is. Rage is making tremendous strides towards recovery with every passing day, and before you know it he will be back in the spotlight. Let it be known that Rage has still yet to be defeated since his return, and he has no plans of that changing anytime soon. I know everyone is wondering where my client stands on the “The Syndicate” and it’s very simple, he’s watching. Please don’t underestimate the mind games my client is capable of, there is plenty of footage in the XWF archives to show you exactly what he has done and is will to do again. The Syndicate, whoever they are, is nothing more than a group of has-beens trying to make a name for themselves by teaming up. My client is watching your every move from afar, and when he is ready for action, you will be the first to find out. Thank you for your time, and enjoy the rest of your programming."
Keller looks around the audience and the fans seem uninterested and start booing. Mitch crumbles up the piece of paper and tosses it into the crowd as the show continues.
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Jive, Swag, and Slam Master of the Hollywood Poets are walking backstage looking around for Lars Douglas. The announcers still question who they are. A member of backstage security stop the three men.
Security: "Excuse me but you guys aren't supposed to be back here."
Slam Master: "What? Mister Douglas invited us here tonight and we're trying to find him okay? Sorry I didn't introduce these guys to you. This here is Swag!"
Slam Master points to Swag.
Slam Master: "And Jive!"
Slam Master points to Jive.
Slam Master: "The Hollywood Poets!"
Jive and Swag start snapping their fingers.
Security: "Yeah I get it. Lars already spoke to me earlier and he said that you guys aren't supposed to be here. He wants to see you next show in person. He wants to hear some poetry."
Slam Master: "We got some for him now though!"
Security: "He's busy right now. You have to go."
Slam Master: "Or else what?"
A random snapping is heard in the background. Swag, Jive, and Slam Master turn around.
Slam Master: "Aww shit. I see how it is."
The camera cuts back to ringside.
Manic: "So next Showdown we get to hear some poetry?"
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Mike Dimter is standing by in the ring with a microphone in hand. The last couple times that we heard from Dimter he had a lot of things to get off his chest. This appears to be no different.
Dimter: "In just a few moments I'll be squaring off against a guy everybody knows as the Ray. It wasn't too long ago that when myself and Kyle Stevenson were part of the Eliminators and the Ray of Darkness were around that we didn't get the match that we deserved against them. That's a bunch of fucking bullshit as far as I'm concerned!"
Manic: "What is he talking about?"
Chico: "I don't know. There's been a lot of times where Dimter was given opportunities and he just never showed up. He's an idiot!"
Dimter: "Not to mention that I've fucking been here longer than most of these other motherfuckers I was here back when guys like Hawking Ripper were still running wild and even back then I wasn't being given the respect that I deserve! Well no more Mister Nice Guy. Mike Dimter is going to show everyone what happens when all the excuses get thrown out the window and it's all about getting the job done inside this very ring. Now get my opponent out here."
Dimter tosses the microphone away.
Manic: "Well isn't that special?"
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Mike Dimter vs The Ray
After Dimter is done talking and the crowd is annoyed with him. The heat begins to pour in as The Ray's theme music plays and he tries to liven up the crowd. The Ray points at Mike Dimter in the ring and yells, "Are you serious bro?" He rips off his shades and tosses them in to the audience. The Ray makes his way up the steel steps and Dimter just jogs in place in the corner. Dimter cracks his neck and nods to The Ray.
Dimter waits patiently as the fans soak him up. The Ray yells things at Dimter across the ring and keeps pointing at him. Dimter just stands there and smirks at him. The Ray starts circling him up and they start circling each other. They lunge forward to lock up and Dimter forces the Ray back in to the ropes. He forces a forearm up in his throat and the ref counts him off. Fans are quietly booing this match and just really rubbed the wrong way by Dimter's new attitude Chico and Manic point out on commentary.
Dimter irishwhips the Ray to the ropes and the Ray comes back to duck a clothesline attempt. Dimter runs off the ropes as the Ray bounces off the opposite ropes and he runs right in to a Flying Forearm shot from Dimter to the skull! The Ray goes down and Dimter poses on his knee with his arms stretched out. The fans immediately give him heat. Dimter cracks a smile and seems to be loving it. He gets behind the Ray as he's getting off the ground and lays two punches to the bottom of his spine. And then a tough shot to the kidneys. Referee warns him about open fists and Mike Dimter irishwhips him to the ropes. He goes for a Back Body Drop but the Ray hits the brakes and kicks him square in the jaw.
The Ray runs the ropes and connects with a Flying Clothesline that takes Dimter out. The Ray poses and fans boo him also. The Ray turns around and waits for Dimter to get up. He goes for the Ray of Light (Rough Rider) and Dimter catches him in mid-air for a mini Powerbomb! Dimter doesn't go for the cover as some fans mark out. Dimter just grabs The Ray off the ground and the Ray tries to fight out of it but Dimter plants him with a Liberty Bell (Skull Crushing Finale)! He doesn't look to cover him up.
Instead he crawls over to the Ray and hovers over his body on the ground. He smiles to himself and then looks up top. He looks to be going for his rarely used high flying finisher known as Extreme Rising (Van Dam Frog Splash). But Dimter gets the crowd riled up as they all boo him as he mounts the top turnbuckle. Dimter yells "I'M BAACCKK!" He leaps off the top and connects with Extreme Rising! Fans give him heat as he looks the leg. One.. Two.. Three!
Winner by Pinfall: Mike Dimter
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Commercial Break
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Nita Spankee is standing by with the Xtreme Champion, Dustin Holt.
Nita: "Holt at Dead End you took care of a slight set back when.."
Dustin: "Nita, Nita, Nita. Lets not get into that right now or ever okay? Nita Spankee, is that some sort of joke? Is that supposed to be funny? Well I'm not here to joke around or be funny. I'm not here to put on some sort of soap opera act that guys like Mark Adkins and Rage and the Savior Carlos Shotgun are doing no."
Holt shakes his head while looking at his championship title.
Dustin: "I'm here to make money. I'm here to wear championship gold and be the kind of person that this company needs going into XtremeMania in Chicago Illinois. My opponent? Pike the Preacher Lorenzo? He's had quite the run here so far. He's been doing pretty good for himself. That luck that he's had so far however is about to run out. It's about to get cut down to nothing. Pike, in this match tonight. Get a close up look at the championship title. That's going to be the closest you're going to get to it anytime soon. That right there is a fact. Pike, KNUCK IF YA BUCK. IT'S CLOBBERIN TIME!"
Holt walks off camera.
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Michael Dargue vs Blaze Rodriguez - Tables Match
Dargue is introduced first and gets a mixed reaction from the fans in attendance. He looks worked up for this one as he makes his way down the aisle. Dargue slides in the ring and immediately pops up to pose for the crowd. Flash bulbs go off and Dargue raises his arms high with a look of excitement on his face. Then Rodriguez's theme hits and he gets a loud pop. It appears a lot of friends and family members have made the trip. The front row is filled with Rodriguez fans. As Blaze comes out hyped up and ready to go. He hops around as on the top of the stage area and then sprints down the ring. He slides in and they both eye the one table that's already set up on the outside of the ring on the far right side. They eye each other down. Rodriguez points out to the table and tells Dargue he's going through it. Dargue shakes his head no and then goes to attack. Dargue gets a couple kicks in there before Rodriguez fires back with right overhand punches to the face. Dargue stumbles back and Blaze hits up with an Enziguri out of nowhere! Dargue gets laid out and Blaze drags him close to the ropes as he goes for a Lionsault attempt and Dargue rolls out of the way. Blaze hits his knees pretty hard and tries to roll back to his feet but Dargue already starts putting the boots to the back of his head. Dargue then wraps him up in some sort of Chickenwing submission hold.
He pulls back on the move and uses his legs to wrap around Blaze's waist from behind so he can't escape. Dargue rips back on his arm and neck. Blaze Rodriguez looks in pain as Dargue finally kicks him off and rolls to his feet. Dargue goes off the ropes and places a running knee down in to the forehead of Blaze! People mark out but the majority of them boo Dargue who continues attacking Rodriguez by clawing at his face and elbow his nose. Dargue stands up and looks to the table on the outside. He scoops Blaze off the ground and starts to run with him towards the ropes nearest to the table. And Dargue looks to toss him over. But as he throws him over the top rope it's Blaze who manages to hold on to the ropes and prevents himself from falling down through the table. Dargue thinks he has him and turns around cheering! But then he looks back to notice Blaze on the apron still holding on. Dargue goes for a dropkick but Blaze side steps it and Dargue misses. Dargue gets back to his feet and Blaze has already hopped up on the top rope to execute a Springboard Crossbody!! Dargue tries to catch him but tumbles over backward. Both men down on the canvas and Blaze nips up first to a nice pop from the crowd! He runs the ropes and as Dargue sits up off the mat Blaze just stops and kicks him straight in the chest!
Dargue falls on his back again and Blaze rushes out to get that table. He folds it up and goes to slide it back in the ring but Dargue executes a Baseball Slide and kicks the table right in Blaze's face! The fans mark out for that maneuver as Dargue then steps to the outside apron and goes for a Flying Knee shot but Blaze ducks and rolls out of the way. Dargue rushes in but Blaze does a drop toe hold and Dargue lands face-first on that table! He doesn't break the table however and Blaze stands back up to begin stomping Dargue as he lays faced down on that wooden table still. People in Las Vegas are popping for Blaze as he gives it to Dargue before rolling him back in the ring. Blaze slides the table in and goes to quickly mount the top turnbuckle from the outside. Dargue notices him just in time as Blaze goes for a Tomahawk Chop off the top and Dargue catches him with a punch to the gut. Blaze flips forward and lands hard on his back. Dargue picks the table up and sets it in the corner.
Suddenly the crowd is stirring as Crazy Kanook appears walking down the aisle with some of that Canadian Whiskey and he's working on lighting up a smoke. Dargue catches him out of the corner of his eye and he looks thrown off. The commentators point out that the Mercy Killers were banned from ringside. Maybe they sent Crazy Kanook out here to deal with him? But Dargue stays on the offensive and goes to lift Blaze off the mat. Dargue irishwhips Blaze in to the table but it doesn't break. He only smacks off of it and Dargue goes for a Spear Tackle but Blaze sidesteps just in time and Dargue catches himself before he crashes through it. Dargue turns in to a haymaker attempt but he ducks just in time. Dargue goes for a punch of his own but Blaze ducks through that and goes for a Super Kick attempt! But somehow Dargue slips that at the last second and instead it's Blaze who turns in to a Super Kick straight to the face as he falls back on to the table.
The crowd is cheering at this crazy exchange as Crazy Kanook even riles them up in the front rows and gets the fans more in to the match here in the New Las Vegas Arena. Kanook sips from his whiskey and hits his cigarette as he watches on. Dargue still confused by Crazy Kanook's involvement grabs Blaze's head and uppercuts him to the jaw! He then delivers an Arm Drag and takes Blaze down hard to the mat! Dargue wears on that arm a bit before stomping Blaze in the back of the head again and then fixes the table to stand up in the center of the ring. Fans begin popping as they see that Michael Dargue is setting up for something big here. He goes to lift Blaze off the ground. Blaze tries to fight out of it but Dargue kicks him in the stomach and then goes for a Powerbomb attempt. But before he can set him up for it Blaze Rodriguez delivers an awesome looking Hurricanrana that tosses Michael Dargue half-across the ring! The fans mark out for it as Blaze pops to his feet and sets up in the corner.
Dargue gets to his feet and Rodriguez sprints in for a nasty Flying Forearm to Dargue's skull! Dargue falls down hard and Blaze then sets him up for a Suplex attempt. However, Dargue blocks it and then manages to rake his face and pulls him in for a DDT. But instead Blaze blocks that and pushes him back off of him. Blaze goes to kick him and Dargue catches his foot. Blaze goes for an Enziguri but Dargue ducks that attempt and then uses Blaze's own momentum to manage to wrap him up in a Boston Crab!! Fans begin marking out now hard for this match!!! Crazy Kanook still looks on as he swigs his whiskey again and then watches on silently at ringside. Dargue wears on him with that Boston Crab for a moment and then steps back to his feet to plot his next move. Dargue goes to pick Blaze Rodriguez back up for his finisher. The fans are on their feet as Dargue signals for "God's Last Gift". He goes to attempt that Cradle Fisherman's Buster but Rodriguez breaks his way out of the hold and kicks Dargue in the side of the leg. He then quickly sets him up for a perfectly executed Brain Buster in the center of the ring!!
The crowd in still hot for Blaze as he gets back to his feet and tries to pump them all up. He scoops Dargue off the ground and lays him on top of the table. Blaze then goes to mount the top turnbuckle and thats when Crazy Kanook places his bottle of whiskey on the apron. He then steps up on the apron himself with the cigarette still in his mouth. Blaze up top and he signals for his finisher. Crazy Kanook yells at him, "just JUMP ALREADY!" Blaze yells back, "WHAT?" Again Crazy Kanook yells, "JUMP ALREADY!!!" Blaze tells Kanook, "shut up!" Before Blaze can react though that distraction was just long enough for Michael Dargue to sprint over there and pick Blaze Rodriguez off the top turnbuckle with a Gorilla Press and simply dumps him through the table!! Blaze Rodriguez crashes through and breaks the table to pieces! Michael Dargue has won this match and the referee signals him as the winner by raising his arm in victory! Fans seem pretty excited about the overall experience in the match and Crazy Kanook golf claps on the outside apron.
Some fans unsure what is going on as Crazy Kanook enters the ring with his cig still lit and he bends down to examine Blaze Rodriguez. Then Kanook blows smoke in his face and flicks the last of the cig on him. The fans cheer! Some of them booing the actions of Crazy Kanook. But it seems there's some real enjoyment the fans got out of this match tonight. Michael Dargue celebrates his victory all the way to the back.
Winner: Michael Dargue
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The scene opens backstage with Bob Levy standing by with Pike “The Preacher” Lorenzo.
Bob: “Pike Lorenzo since debuting in the XWF you have made quite a statement. You have been on a hot streak and finally you have earned your first title shot. Are you nervous?”
Pike: “Nervous? Of course not Mr. Levy. I am a man of faith. The lord Jesus is my savior and he has granted me the strength to teach all of these heathens what purity, what wholesomeness, what enlightenment is all about. I have risen through the ranks because good things happen to those who follow the good book. Tonight I will become the new Xtreme champion and I will cleanse that championship from its wretched sinfulness. I will lead the XWF in a new era, an era of holiness, an era of redemption. I hope the whole world is watching, even your little friend Christian Falkenyork because I want them to see as tonight with Christ as my savior and The Lord as my shepherd I will walk through the valley of death, I will look in the eyes of evil and I will do God’s will when I become the new Xtreme champion en el nombri del patri, hijo, spiritu santos, amen. God bless you, all of you.”
Pike Lorenzo walks away as Bob remains holding the microphone.
Bob: "Thank you. Pike “The Preacher” Lorenzo everybody."
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Commercial Break
XWF Presents "Jaded" LIVE January 2013 at the Sonics Arena in Seattle, Washington
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The ring has been set up for a party as The Mercy Killers make their way out for their Cajun Beer Bash Tag Team Title Celebration. Robert Mastro and The Hellion accompanied by Ki are seen wearing their newly won tag team championships and holding cups with beer with huge smiles on their faces.
They get in the ring which has several kegs, cups and Cajun food such as paprika shrimp, popcorn crawfish and popcorn shrimp. Hellion chugs his beer and raises his hands up high in celebration and Mastro does the same. Ki grabs the microphone and warms up the crowd. She informs everyone in attendance that the greatest tag team in the history of the XWF is standing in the ring. She thanks everyone for coming and says tonight the beer is on them.
Ki starts serving beer in the cups and gives it to the crew members who pass it down to the fans. Mastro grabs the microphone and smiles as the fans cheer. Mastro mentions how a year ago nobody thought he would last a week and now he is on top of the world.
Mastro: “No one thought I would get here and yet here I am. I am the rookie of the year. I am the world tag team champion. I am a MERCY KILLER!”
The crowd pops while Hellion smiles and gets handed the microphone. He thanks Mastro for having his back and for holding up his end of the bargain.
Hellion: “You and I have not always seen each other eye to eye but that’s over with. Right now we are champions, we are Mercy Killers and we will continue to be for a very loooooong time.”
The fans cheer as Hellion says it’s time to do a keg stand. The fans pop as Ki lines up and gets ready to begin when “Ride the Lightning” by Metallica plays. The Mercy Killers look up the ramp where the former champions The Made Men stand with microphones in hand.
Saxton tells the crowd that since everyone is invited they might as well drop by and check the losers who are keeping their belts warm. Saxton says their win was a fluke and should be stricken from the record and that as far as anyone is concerned they are the real tag team champions.
The Made Men enter the ring and Dargue grabs the microphone. He says he is the most dangerous superstar in XWF history and claims Mastro only won rookie of the year cause he’s a fat pandering sack of crap who rigged the voting. Both teams stand side by side in front of them but Ki gets in the middle and interrupts.
Ki: “Made Men… tonight is about us. The Mercy Killers will take care of you soon enough but I’m only going to say this once… get the hell out my ring.”
Mastro and Hellion toast and take a gulp. Dargue picks up Ki and slams her through the table with the food. Hellion’s eyes grow wide as he jumps on Dargue and proceeds to punch him with everything hes got. Saxton breaks out brawling with Mastro and all hell breaks loose. Referees run down while Dargue returns fire at Hellion and both team are going at it with everything. They break it up and some trainers check on Ki while The Mercy Killers stand in the ring looking down at the Made Men.
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Backstage in his own private locker room we have The Original lacing up his brand new Bruno Magli shoes. And stands up to adjust himself in his gray Armani suit. Just then Flo Stanley walks in.
Flo: "Can we talk?"
Original: "Oh jeez. Please, can we talk about what?
Flo: "About.. you know. About your involvement with the Syndicate. What is this? What have I been hearing? Are you fingering yourself and Adkins as the bad guys? Or.. ?"
Flo Stanley looks confused as she stands there wearing her suit jacket and holds the microphone up towards The Original.
Original: "Flo. Flo. Flo. We got way back. We got wayy back. But you know just as I do... is everything seems to reveal itself around here. It's inevitable. Give it time... and it will rear it's ugly head."
Flo: "What's that exactly?"
The Original looks down disappointed and cover his mouth up to hold a laugh in.
Original: "Are you serious? The Syndicate. Are you serious? Have you not been paying attention... I'm talking about the force that took over the XWF at Dead End to close out the year! We impacted that event.. yes we did."
Flo: "You did? You're part of this? And what about Adkins? Or what--"
Original: "What about Adkins? You know.."
Flo: "And what about Shotgun?"
Original: "You really haven't been paying attention."
Flo: "And how does Rage fit in?"
Original: "God. You ask a lot of questions. Did Lars send you out here? Does Lars want to know? Who's hand feeding you these questions Flo? Doesn't seem like you.. and I know you don't want to bite the hand that feeds you. But I'll spit in the man's face, shake his hand.. before stabbing him in the back! I don't care. I don't care much about our President. I don't care much about what anyone thinks.. or how people speculate. Speculate. Speculate away.. give it your best guess. Give it your best shot! But The Syndicate is here and it's here to stay! It's not going anywhere now... it's been ready to show you things.. you had no idea even existed. It's a way of life! And so the XWF fans. All these 'so called' superstars better get use to it.."
Original smiles and then bites back.
Original: "I'll tell you Flo. As far as me and Adkins go.. as far as this whole thing with Shotgun... and where does Rage fit in? Well, it's really simple. And I'll tell you. The Syndicate is made up of ...."
Just then his phone rings. He puts a finger up to Flo and reaches for his cell in his pocket. He looks at the name and looks directly up at the camera.
Original: "I got to take this. Do you mind? Do you mind? Get! Get!"
The Original shoves everyone back out of the room. Flo Stanley and the entire camera crew. As we cut back towards ringside.
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Gary vs Brad Smith
Brad Smith is introduced first and he comes out to a mixed reacton as his music hits! Chico and Manic sitting at ringside discuss how Brad Smith has a lot of potential and we're about to see him in action for the first time ever. He's a brand new addition to the roster and the sky's the limit!
Smith begins warming up in the ring as Gary of the Happy Go Luckies is introduced next but as he's coming out his theme music is interrupted by a video on the videotron that reads: 'LAS VEGAS PLAYBOY'. Fans instantly cheer! As an previously recorded clip of this new comer plays.
Romeo: "Hello everyone. My name is Darren Romeo and some of you might know me. And some of you will get to know me very shortly. I have arrived here in the XWF with one purpose and one purpose only. To expose the frauds of the XWF and to rise to the occasion every chance I get! It's only fitting that I make my presence felt tonight in Las Vegas, Nevada. A new year is upon us! And here we are at the New Las Vegas Arena. So it's out with the old and in with the new.. 'LAS VEGAS PLAYBOY'!"
He smiles and winks at the camera as we cut to Gary looking back at the screen very confused. Suddenly from the side of the ramp, it's 'The Las Vegas Playboy' himself. Darren Romeo creeps up from beside Gary and starts pummeling him with open fists and forearms to the back of the head! Some fans begin booing as he kicks away at Gary and the referee has no other choice but to call this match before it even begins. Brad Smith is in the ring arguing with referee Shawn Green about what just took place but Shawn Green informs him that this match has been ruled a no contest. Brad Smith is fuming as the Romeo quits attacking Gary and starts making his way up the ramp towards the back to plenty of heat from the crowd. Brad Smith hops out of the ring and starts heading backstage as well. The commentators point out that Smith was set to debut in his first match but instead was cut off by this other newcomer who wanted to get the message across in his own hometown here.
Winner: No Contest
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Lars Douglas comes out and he looks to be in a foul mood. He gets a microphone and begins talking.
Lars: “I’m going to make this short and sweet. I have worked hard to make the XWF the greatest company in history. The numbers don’t lie. Since I’ve become president things have only improved. I treat my talent fairly and I give the fans what they want because I am a business man and I am in the business of making money. I knew Rage was money which is why I endorsed him. I gave him a gigantic contract. I’ve given him all of the privileges a world champion deserves and what does he do? He asks for time off through his little lawyer and holds me up for money.”
The fans boo Rage as Lars looks at the camera disgruntled.
Lars: “I’m a man of my word Rage. I promised I would make you a rich man if you dealt with the so called “elite” problem. You are “The Elite Killer” for god’s sake. Last time I checked Shotgun is back and Adkins is alive and kicking. Perhaps… perhaps you are not the monster I thought you were…”
Lars shakes his head in disapproval and continues.
Lars: “I’ll give you what you want. I’ll give you the money. Hell, I PRINT money. I won’t even book you for a match next Showdown. But you WILL show up. You will do your god damned job. You will finish what you started. Rage, when I signed you back I wanted the NEW Modern Monster… I hope to see him next week. Enjoy the show everybody. Good night.”
Lars exits the ring as we prepare for our next match.
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The Dark Stranger vs Kazadine the Dark Prince
Kazadine the Dark Prince is just finishing up performing some 'magic tricks' for the audience with his daugher, Ariel when suddenly the arena turns pitch black and The Dark Stranger's music hits over the loud speakers! Fire starts to burst all over the aisle and lights up the entranceway as Dark Sranger makes his way out to a mixed reaction from this Las Vegas crowd. Kazadine instructs Ariel out of the ring as The Dark Stranger enters and gets right up in his face. The referee Amari Scottsdale talks him down and seperates the two men from fighting before the bell rings. Then they order this match to start.
Kazadine quickly rushes towards the Dark Stranger and throws wildly at him with a barrage of punches. But the Dark Stranger manages to cover up just in time and then simply grabs Kazadine and tosses him in to the corner. Dark Stranger unloads with uppercuts and a hard knee to the gut. Kazadine bends over and grasps at his own stomach before the Dark Stranger grabs his arm and starts mounting the top turnbuckle. The Dark Stranger walks the top rope and executes the 'Old School' chop to the top of Kazadine's shoulder. Kazadine screams out in pain as Dark Stranger doesn't let go of his arm and just pulls him in for a short arm clothesline! That shot nearly takes Kazadine's head off and Dark Stranger goes for the pin. One.. Two.. Kickout at two!
The New Las Vegas Arena is liking this fast paced action as Dark Stranger gets to his feet and goes for a Suplex. But instead Kazadine blocks that attempt and hits a snap suplex of his own! Kazadine crawls over as fast as he can and hooks a leg. But he only gets a one count! He drops an elbow to Dark Stranger's head and covers him up again. The Dark Stranger shoves him off at a count of one again! Kazadine is furious as he goes to grab Dark Stranger by the hair and Dark Stranger just lays in to him with a stiff uppercut. Kazadine falls flat on his back and Dark Stranger takes off to the ropes and connects with a Big Leg! Dark Stranger goes for a cover. One.. Two.. Shoulder up at two.
Dark Stranger steps back and yells something out to Ariel at ringside. Dark Stranger then lifts Kazadine up by his arm and irishwhips him to the ropes for a Big Boot to the face! Kazadine goes down hard and The Dark Stranger draws on the energy of the crowd as he signals for the end. The commentators call out for The Darkness (Tombstone Piledriver) and that's exactly what he is going for. Dark Stranger goes to lift Kazadine up and Kazadine with a last ditch effort starts pulling at Dark Stranger's mask. He nearly rips it off and it gets turned around in the process. Kazadine wiggles out and lands on his feet as Dark Stranger fiddles with his own mask. Kazadine the Dark Prince smiles to himself and winds up for his finisher. Kazadine hits The Dark Stranger with a deadly Heart Punch and Dark Stranger collapses on to the canvas. Kazadine drops to his knees and then turns over to lay his back across Dark Stranger's chest. One... Two... Three! Kazadine has won this contest and his daughter comes in to celebrate with him. Ariel raises his hand in victory and Kazadine the Dark Prince seems satisfied with his big win tonight.
Winner by Pinfall: Kazadine the Dark Prince
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Public Enemy Number 1 by Megadeth plays as Mark Adkins makes his way out carrying a bag over his shoulder. The fans immediately get on his face but he just shrugs it off and gets in the ring. He sits silent in the center of the ring and looks at the fans coldly as they quiet down.
Adkins: “I’ll be the first one to say it. What happened at Dead End was BULLSHIT!”
The fans pop but Adkins cuts them off.
Adkins: “I did what I always do. I put on a clinic and proceeded to beat down and embarrass Rage during the whole match. In the end, The Apostles saw me hit Rage with the End of Five. The Apostles KNOW that I had the match won. I was screwed. I was screwed… by The Syndicate.”
Adkins looks at the camera seriously and lets the words set in.
Adkins: “The Syndicate is here. The Syndicate is among us and there is nothing anyone can do about it. You people sit there and point fingers at me and The Original? Why isn’t anybody pointing their finger at the so called “Savior” Carlos Shotgun?”
The fans are stunned as Adkins continues.
Adkins: “That’s right. Rage handed him his ass and he disappeared for months and suddenly cryptic messages pop up. The Syndicate is about power, knowledge and control and I know nobody that fits that description better than your so called hero. The man who sits on a pile of money and acts as if he was somehow above all of us. This is a man who hates what he has become so badly that he has chosen to play superhero on his free time. This is the man who sold out for what he stood for. Shotgun was an anarchist and now he is nothing but a corporate buffoon who only cares about money and power… and control. Shotgun is a part of Them. Shotgun IS The Syndicate.”
Silence follows as Adkins nods his head in approval.
Adkins: “The Syndicate is here and nothing will ever be the same again. But fear not my Apostles for The Xtreme Icon is here to spare you. I am here to ENTERTAIN you. I am here to do what I do best and that is save as many of you like only I can. I will save everyone from the reach of the Syndicate. I will spare you of their control and I will free all of you… and I will start with my queen… my mistress of mayhem.”
Adkins extends his arms and smiles as the lights dim. Something is seen being lowered from the ceiling slowly. Adkins cackles manically as the fans try and make out what it is. The camera manages to zoom in and reveals a cross with a woman strapped to it. It’s Sasha Shotgun.
Adkins looks up at his Queen and smiles. She is dressed in a gothic attire, her mouth gagged, her wrists and legs tied to the cross with rope. She seems to be oddly calm as she just stares right at Adkins who stands right in front of her. He smells her neck and seems to be in ecstasy as he laughs in delight.
Adkins: “God damn you’re beautiful. Now I know you’re calm and I would be too. You, just like everyone here is waiting for ‘Do the Evolution’ to play and Shotgun to run down here, body slam me and drop a leg on me or whatever stupid crap his schtick is nowadays but thankfully, that’s not going to happen.”
Sasha continues to stare at Adkins coldly.
Adkins: “Shotgun isn’t here. His little jet had a little ‘malfunction’ and wouldn’t you know it, all the flights from New York to Las Vegas are sold out. Poor guy got stranded at an airport. He should have flown in with you but he’s too good for that isn’t he? The less time he spends with us ‘wrestlers’ the better. I had nothing to do with it of course…”
The playful smile in Adkins face is dropped as he gets in close and starts running his hand through her hair.
Adkins: “I thought you were different Sasha, I really did. I thought you wanted to be here, with me, with my Apostles. I took you back. I let you sit by my side. I named you my Queen. Sasha I gave you my heart… why don’t you want my heart? Why don’t you want… my love?”
Adkins pulls her hair back violently, Sasha is breathing heavy but she still tries to remain calm as Adkins gets in real close, his face right in front of hers. Sasha headbutts him which gets a huge pop from the crowd. Adkins holds his forehead smiling as a trickle of blood pours down.
Adkins: “This is why I love you Sasha. God damn you’re making me hard right now!”
Adkins rips off her gag, runs his hand through the blood and forces his fingers in her mouth. She looks shocked as he pulls his fingers out and kisses her violently before pulling her hair back. She remains silent looking at him in disgust, blood dripping from both of their lips.
Adkins: “You are the reason The Syndicate is here Sasha. By joining him you joined The Syndicate itself. You double crossed me and went to him… you cost me my world title. You Sasha, you have been a very bad girl. Don’t you understand? These guys don’t fuck around Sasha. These guys run EVERYTHING. They will come for us, all of us and they will do… unimaginable things.”
Sasha seems puzzled as she looks at Adkins.
Adkins: “They will turn on you and they will take everything from you and that my love is something I just can’t bear. I rather see you die before anything could happen to you… I rather… kill you.”
The fans are shocked as Adkins grabs the sack from the floor and pulls out a nail gun. Sasha’s eyes grow wide as Adkins presses it against her forehead.
Adkins: “Let’s not kid ourselves Sasha. A crucifixion won’t be good enough this time. It’s time to prove once and for all just what TV-MA stands for. It’s time to say goodbye. I would pray for god to have mercy on you but let’s not kid ourselves… a bitch like you? You’re going to hell. I will see you there soon enough!”
Adkins bursts out laughing as Sasha is visibly freaking out. Suddenly he grows quiet and looks at her dead serious.
Shotgun: “You won’t do a fucking thing.”
Adkins closes his eyes visibly annoyed as the fans explode in the arena. Carlos Shotgun is seen smoking a cigarette live via satellite from an undisclosed location.
Shotgun: “You really are good Adkins. I knew you were special the first time I saw you, did you know that?”
Adkins lowers the gun and looks at the screen somewhat puzzled.
Shotgun: “I have always respected you. The first time I saw you I knew things would never be the same. I honestly believe you are capable of doing anything in order to be the best, even pulling that trigger and putting a nail through Sasha’s head.”
The fans are quiet listening to every word while Adkins seems flattered in a sinister way.
Shotgun: “With that said you have pushed me too far. You accuse me of being behind something as clichéd as The Syndicate? You threaten my family? My wife? This stops now. You will agree to stay away from my family as of now. You will drop that fuckin nail gun and walk away this instant and do you know why?”
Adkins is puzzled as the camera pans back to reveal Shotgun standing next to a mailbox in the front porch of a house. He pulls out a letter and shows the name to the camera.
Shotgun: “Because if you touch my woman I swear to god I will bash the brains out of the whole god damned ‘Samek’ family. I may have not been able go to Vegas but I damn sure made it to Chicago. And while I know ‘Isis’ you don’t give a shit about… maybe you give a shit about the god damned kids.”
Shotgun drops the cigarette and looks at the camera.
Shotgun: “Your move, ‘Messiah’”.
Adkins looks at Sasha and looks at the crowd. He slowly twists his neck to the side and closes his eyes breathing deep. He looks back at Sasha and drops the gun.
Adkins: “You know what you just did right? You just won my undivided attention. I’m going to fucking tear you apart Carlos, you know that right?”
Shotgun: “Looking forward to it.”
Shotgun stands his ground as “Do the Evolution” begins to play. Adkins makes his way up the ramp as Sasha gets untied by members of the crew and we cut to commercial.
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Commercial Break
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Main Event: Xtreme Champion Dustin Holt vs Pike Lorenzo - Xtreme Championship
