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Derek Mota nailing former Discordiac-mate Richard "Moxy" Blue... Valtharius manhandling Edmund Fitzgerald in the battle royale... Icehawk holding the cruiserweight belt high... And Marty Warnett after winning the battle royal.] SONG: "...'Cause it's Like That! And that's the way it is!" [Cut to the exterior of the IIWF Coliseum, where our favourite trio of announcers -- the intrepid Dave Bacon, the incomparable Becky LaRue, and the inane Larry Morton -- stand before the gates, with a loud outpouring of fans behind them waving signs and cheering. Becky is wearing a soft black leather jacket and a form-fitting white mini-skirt, Dave dressed in a blue casual shirt and khaki pants, smoking a Havana cigar, and Larry is in a blah grey suit.] LM: Good day and welcome to another broadcast of the Wednesday War Room... and for the first time in months... we're back in sunny, glorious Portland! BL: Did he just say "sunny glorious Portland"? DB: I think so... pay him no notice. No one at home does. LM: I'm your host... BL/DB: ...for now... LM: ...Larry Morton... and with me as always... the lovely and talented Becky LaRue, and the "True Mind of wrestling", Dave Bacon. DB: Nice to be back, Morton. Becky... you look ravishing. BL: Thank you, Dave... I see a few weeks off have helped your disposition. DB: Nah, not really. I just want to lull you into a false sense of security again. LM: We have a fantastic card for you folks to see today... The Coliseum again played host to a jam-packed card full of surprises today. And we're bringing all the excitement of that card to you... DB: With half the fat of those other wrestling shows. BL: Only because Dross isn't here. DB: Without any further ado... [A chorus of fans yell out "Ado, Soundbite, Ado"... causing Becky to slap her forehead, Larry to gawk, and Dave to just shake his head.] ...nothing like a hometown crowd, is there. The hell-hounds have returned. BL: Roberts and those damn Soundbiters... LM: "Ado, Soundbite, Ado?" Our first match features newcomer and... [gulp] cameraman killer Valtharius the Mad... his manager, Kara... DB: [interruping in song] # ...Mia mine... must we say goodbye...? # LM: ...chal. He had these words to say: [A thick, oily black fog rises from cold damp ground. It seethes with power as miniature bolts of lightning can be seen from within. It moans and gibbers until the whole screen is filled with this boiling evil darkness. Suddenly, without warning a black cloaked figure steps out from within the cloud of death. All that can be seen from within the coweled recesses of his cloak is a withered chin and mouth and two points of blue light where eyes should be. This dark being is none other than Karachel, The Voice of Reason] K: Members of the IIWF, too long have I stood aside and allowed my protege to go unchecked. Whether it was his losing by disqualification or him simply leaving the ring to terrorise an audience member... NO LONGER!!! WE HAVE COME TO THE IIWF TO PLY OUR TRADE IN CHAOS AND TERROR AND SET IT TO A NEW LEVEL! [Several streaks of gun-metal blue lightning illuminate the area behind The Voice of Reason as his eyes glow to match the brilliance] K: NO LONGER WILL I ALLOW MY CREATION TO WANDER AIMLESSLY THROUGH ALL OF PRO-WRESTLING! NO LONGER WILL THE VOICE OF REASON ALLOW MY CHILD OF DARKNESS TO BE LED BY BRUTE INSTINCT! *I* AM THE INTELLIGENCE BEHIND THE MADNESS! I, THE VOICE OF REASON, AM THE INVOKER OF PAIN UPON ALL THOSE WHO STAND IN OUR WAY IN OUR QUEST FOR TOTAL DOMINATION! IT WILL BE *I* WHO HOLD THE DECISION OF LIFE OR DEATH FOR ANOTHER WRESTLER'S CAREER! [Something brutish and large steps behind the cloaked figure. All that can be seen of this "beast" is his rippling chest muscles as they flex and the black vines and skulls that adorn it. Karachel raises a hand up and points directly to you... the viewer. You have the feeling he is actually touching a part of your soul...] K: Heed my words well to all who listen to The Voice of Reason.... No longer will anyone have a win over Valtharius without first knowing pain and suffering. I will not allow my pet to lose through stupid mistakes any longer. If my beast is disqualified it will be because his opponent can no longer use their limbs! The Child of Insanity, with my guidance, will stack bodies like so many cords of wood. You will all wade through the wake of chaos and destruction he is going to cause for the blood will flow heavy! Your puny flesh will be the canvas on which I paint my picture! My slave will be the brush, your own blood will be the paint, and the IIWF will be the landscape! El Super Gecko, even though you are the bottom rung of the IIWF we need to step upon that ladder of success... too bad your chest will forever bear the footprint of Valtharius! Consider it Mr. Gecko to be an honour to be the doormat upon which we wipe our feet as we formally step through the doors of the House of the IIWF. [The thick, oily black fog begins to obscures Valtharius's chest and slowly consumes the cloaked figure] K: Beware IIWF... Beware, for within my grasp is the scythe that will reap you all as so much grain! Consider this from here on out, when you step into the ring with my pet... the cost will be your career if you think you are going to win by disqualification! My machine of destruction will punish each and every one of you until you beg *ME* for mercy... and I am not as forgiving as he is. [Karachel's eyes glow a bright evil blue as he throws back his head and cackles with insane glee. The lightning-filled black oily fog consumes the figure completely as his cackle sounds distant only to be replaced by the moaning and gibbering of the evil darkness... with that... the camera switches back to ringside.] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Valtharius the Mad vs. El Super Gecko [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This match was brutal to watch... as the claimant to painlessness was left nearly unconscious at the end of the attacks of the Roman behemoth. El Super Gecko had a high energy outlook for this match, which was quickly removed by the charging monster, who shoulder tackled and then began to rip at his shoulder with his teeth. Applying a swinging full nelson early while Karachel distracted the referee proved pointless, as Gecko's cries of pain were enough for the referee to turn and ring for the bell... the hapless lizard dangled in the hold, crying out in pain until Karachel looped a chain around his neck and jerked him back. The two disappeared when Karachel threw a smoke bomb down... gone before the air had cleared, leaving only the Gecko... out cold. WINNER: Valtharius the Mad, 0:23, by submission. BL: Another retarded big man. DB: I can't get over the fact that this lump of flesh has been allowed in here... or anywhere outside an asylum. LM: Valtharius' reputation has well preceded him, as he made short work of his first opponent... after his dispatch of Edmund Fitzgerald, one wonders how well he'll be received in the Double Eye... DB: I can tell you. He's not. No title shots, no one will accept him, because he's dangerous. Look at Musashi, and think Musashi in a 500lbs body. Why is he even here? BL: I shudder to think what he'd do if he thought I was Fay Wray... LM: Let's move on to the next match. Another newcomer, and one who has made some lofty challenges already, in the "Vagabond" Chris Staley. DB: Staley's more the kind of man I like to see in the ring. He's got a good head on his shoulders. BL: If Dead Man Groaning doesn't rip it off... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Vagabond" Chris Staley vs. Scott "The Whine" Bloom [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Two eliminated by Deathbringer in the battle royal this past Saturday returned to action tonight. Scott Bloom came to ringside first, seizing the mic from Liana Oates -- who received great applause from the crowd when she arrived in a tight Portland Trail Blazers shirt and black miniskirt -- and demanded a rematch in the battle royal... that he would get a title shot with his "Whinin' and Divin'", and the fans should all respect them. For the second match in a row, however, he was cut off as Chris Staley ran to the ring, levelling the obnoxious JJS member with a knife-edge backhand. Bloom never had a chance as the fans were treated to the worst abuse of a JJS member since... well, earlier that card. Spinebusters, shoulderbreakers, powerslams, and a hapless Bloom made for an interesting night as Staley used both the JCP Edge and Whiplash Piledriver before mercifully ending Bloom's night. Observe the time and think of constant offence. After the match, he had this to say: CS: Come on, Annalid! Come on, false dead man! Answer my challenge! Feel the rage flowing through my veins! I dare you to be a man! WINNER: "Vagabond" Chris Staley, 6:12, by pinfall. DB: Oh yeah. He's going to go far here in the Double Eye... BL: Staley is wild, for certain, and the fans seemed to get behind him tonight. I don't know what to make of him yet. LM: Staley and Annis... Staley and Deathbringer... two rivalries in the making. DB: Uh-oh... we've got ol' starry eyes all dreamy again. BL: I'll take this... [Becky drives a spiked heel into his foot, causing him to bellow out in pain] DB: Our next match featured the debut of the NorthPac Coalition. Constable Tom Turner and Akira Saito are by no means new to the wrestling game... at the same time, their appearance here in the Double Eye gives these international superstars the chance to shine against the best. I like these two, so let's here what they had to say. I guarantee, those of you who weren't in on the Internet Simulcast, you were missing something big. [Cut to footage titled "Earlier Tonight". Dave Bacon is standing backstage at the Coliseum with Constable Tom Turner and Akira Saito, the NorthPac Coalition, moments before their debut match with the Barnacle Brothers. Tom Turner looks very excited and perhaps a bit nervous about his first match in the IIWF, while Saito is the picture of calm focus, his steely eyes glinting in the television lights.] DB: Thanks, Larry. I'm talking with Tom Turner and Akira Saito of the NorthPac Coalition, and two of the several new additions to the IIWF making their first appearance tonight. Gentlemen, you've certainly seen your share of action in the wrestling world, how are you feeling about your IIWF debut tonight? [Constable Tom Turner steps forward, blinking in the bright lights] CTT: Uh, well, it feels great, Dave. You know, I've been watching my brother Tim here for a long time now, and in the back of my mind, I always hoped I'd get a chance to show my stuff in the IIWF as well. Akira and I have a lot of experience, and I'm sure we can handle life in the IIWF just fine. DB: You're facing the Barnacle Brothers tonight, but the big test for you will be this Saturday, when you face off against the two men who turned their backs on your brother and friend, Timothy N. Turner. What will it be like facing the Black Watch, two men whom you both formerly called allies? [The grim-faced Saito steps forward, his lip curling in a disdainful snarl as he growls into the mic.] AS: Andrew and Duncan Macbeth are the worst kind of dishonourable, untrustworthy dogs, Dave Bacon. What they did to Timothy was inexcusable and unforgivable, and of course, the coward Duncan thought he could flee to the tag ranks to escape the wrath of the "Rocket Man"! He did not count on the NorthPac Coalition signing an IIWF contract, and staying around after Ring Wars to exact vengeance for what he did! The young fool and his senior citizen are going to pay dearly for their betrayal, and I hope they're watching tonight, because what we do to those two pathetic sailors tonight will only be a shadow of the suffering we will cause the Black Watch on Saturday Night! We will put Duncan back in the hospital, and Andrew back into retirement -- for good! We're taking you down, Macbeths! Let's go, Tom! [The camera follows Saito and Turner as they step through the curtain and start down the aisle, and they are greeted with a big pop from the fans in the Coliseum as the camera pans back to Dave Bacon.] DB: Well, there you have it -- the NorthPac Coalition is bent on revenge this Saturday Night, as they go up against the newest force in the IIWF tag scene, the Black Watch. Tom Turner and Akira Saito certainly seem to be... hold on, what's this? [The camera swings and picks up a shot of two large, black-clad men storming down the long aisle towards the entrance, cursing and shoving security men out of their way as they approach. Within moments, we see Andrew and Duncan Macbeth, the Black Watch, dressed in their new black-and-red ring attire, the Lion Rampant emblazoned on the chest and back. Duncan, his ruddy blonde mane tied back in a severe ponytail, is absolutely seething with barely-contained fury, his jade eyes glinting, while Andrew, his fiery-red, greying curls loose about his shoulders, is loudly bellowing out to the people standing in the hallway, his brow furrowed with wrath.] AM: OOT O' TH' BLEEDIN' WAY, YIS GOLD-BRICKIN' BASTARDS! [Bacon, perhaps unwisely, steps into the path of the Watch as they reach the entrance, and holds out the mic.] DB: Guys? Guys! What's going on? Where are you going? [Neither Macbeth responds as they roughly bull past Bacon and towards the curtain, but the mic picks up Duncan's voice as he mutters audibly to himself, cracking his knuckles.] DM: ...want t' take us down? Think they're th' cat's arse, do they? Bleedin' punks... ain't worth a sack o' sheep dung... we'll see who's goin' t' th' [BLEEP]in' hospital... [The Macbeths fling the curtain open, and we hear a huge heel pop from the crowd out in the auditorium as the camera pans back to Bacon.] DB: Uh... I think someone better call security! Back to you, Larry... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ NorthPac Coalition vs. Barnacle Brothers [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ For all the noise behind the Black Watch, they were unable to interfere in this match before security got to them. Turner and Saito managed not only to turn in a solid debut performance tonight over Bluto and Sea Dog, they managed to get an anti-Turner Portland crowd cheering on the newcomers. Macbeth and Macbeth have distinct reason for concern as a series of quick tags, fluid double teams, effective halving of the ring, and devastating manoeuvres kept Bluto from ever legally tagging his partner in. Being from international waters didn't help Bluto avoid the International Incident. WINNERS: NorthPac Coalition, by Submission, 5:06 DB: Now this is a team I can really find myself liking. They have the talent to not only succeed... but in a way that's technical, and well rounded. They are what wrestling should be. BL: Well, without Vicki Von E. to trumpet ol' Dynamite Turner, I guess I can let it go this once. See, thing with teams like them, is they have the potential... even made it to the top. But who really cares in the long run? I mean, Tom isn't as good as Tim... and Tim isn't as popular as Tom. When's the backstab coming? LM: Brothers don't backstab each other... DB: You didn't see...? Oh, never mind. You're read about it in the fan-mags, doubtless. LM: And one team that we've seen a lot of in the fan-mags as of late is the Natural Predators... a team that is part of the exciting 4-D. BL: Exciting? Edmund Fitzgerald and the Critter Couple? Marty, Marty, why did you ever associate yourself with them? DB: Talent, Becks... why you associate yourself with me. LM: Heaven help us... BL: What I have to say. LM: And here's what the Predators had to say! [Cut to the IIWF backstage area] KG: Here we are, full circle... Rotundos and Predators. New starts, new beginnings... all on the way to regaining a little of what was lost before. GP: Road to the Championship. B: Tonight, take warning... this is what you're going to find waiting for you when you face us. GP: Neyho neyehe hiyo. B: We will triumph. And we're not just coming at you... GP: We're coming at you in _4-D_. [Cut to the highlights.] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Natural Predators vs. The Rotundos [J] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Rotundos, wearing the 5x "Beat 'em, Eat 'em" T-Shirts, again chased the lovely Liana out of the ring with forks and ketchup. The Predators, on the other hand, continued to slap hands with the fans, and unlike the other competitors thus far, took their time coming to the ring. But in the ring it was a different story. Bear began the match and quickly took to levelling the Rotundos with the same intensity that the Vagabond and Valtharius had, a series of slams, piledrivers and other abuses heaped on the wide wrestlers. Grey Phoenix, when tagged in, performed with a level of technical accuracy well associated with him, but with Bear, the Rotundos found themselves victims of both the Kodiak drive (one apiece) and the Steel Trap pinfall for the win. WINNERS: Natural Predators, 6:35, by pinfall. BL: Hmm... new intensity from the big guy, Bear. LM: It seems as if the loss of the Tag Team titles and the presence of men like Valtharius and Takezo Musashi continues to drive him to succeed even more than before. DB: Predators are young... know the basics... and have had a taste of success. I'm not sure this new side to Bear is what is needed though. With rage comes regression. I'd like to see him more controlled, like a Charles Scheffield, or a Chris... BL: Don't even say his name! DB: Well... What we have here for you are a couple of matches from the Cruiserweight tournament... to determine the King of the Cruisers... something Eddy Jacks was, unfortunately, not able to get involved with. LM: Like Steve Roberts said... a Battle-Cruiser-weight. [Cut to footage captioned, "Courtesy of SJPW: Ring Wars, 12 April 1998". Eddie Rose and Akira Ono are seated at their broadcast table at ringside in the Osaka Furitsu Gym, Osaka, Japan. Behind them, the capacity crowd eagerly awaits the action.] ER: This next match is a very special one Akira as it is a first round match in the IIWF King of the Cruisers Tournament. Sixteen of the best cruiserweights in the world, including SJPW's Kabuki Kid, Middleweight Champion Joey Rappoport, and Tiger Claw, who is in as an independent, will compete to find out who is the top cruiserweight is. We would like to thank the IIWF for allowing us to co-promote this great event. AO: Ha! They should be thanking us. However, Kabuki Kid and Rappoport are solid choices, they should represent SJPW well. I am glad that the Syndicate scum Tiger Claw does not have an affiliation with our great promotion. ER: Never one to mince words, are you, Akira? AO: No, Eddie-san. ER: Let's go to the ring. ________ ______ | || |\ \ /\ / /| __|.................................................. | || | \ v v / | __| KING OF THE CRUISERS TOURNAMENT FIRST ROUND: |_||_| \_/\_/ |_| "Playboy" Ronnie D [EMWC] vs. "Superior" Sean Stevens [SOW] ....................................................................... WRITER: William Heller [Cut to ringside. "IIWF KING OF THE CRUISERS TOURNAMENT" is captioned on the shot as the ring announcer stands in the middle of the ring.] RA: The following contest is set for one fall with a 10 minute time-limit and it is a first round match in the IIWF King of the Cruisers Tournament! [Crowd applauds and cheers!] Introducing first... Accompanied to the ring by Bridget Xavier... Hailing from Baltimore, Maryland and weighing 225 pounds... "SUPERIOR" SEAN STE-VENS! ["Dammit" by Blink 182 plays and the fans cheer as Xavier leads Stevens to the ring. Stevens wears designer blue jeans that reach the top of his ankles, a t-shirt that reads "Mark Cutter: Male Prostitute" on it, black fingerless gloves, electrical tape on his wrists, and black boots. He dances down the ring in a very exaggerated manner, and posing in an obvious taunt to his opponent Ronnie D. Many fans laugh and applaud his almost comedic performance. He slaps hands with some fans, and then takes off his Oakley sunglasses, and gives them to a young fan. He then gets up on the apron, and slingshots himself into the ring, and tests the ropes.] ER: Stevens looking confident and ready in this match. Stevens representing the MLWO in this tournament, and he brings a great deal of talent and ability to the table, as well as confidence. RA: His opponent...Hailing from... [The ring announcer stops for a second, and re-reads the card to himself, and then shrugs, and continues.] ...hailing from "Your daughters dreams" and weighing in at 214 pounds... "PLAYBOY" RON-NIE D!! [The lights in the arena go down, and "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred plays as pink heart shaped spotlights pan the crowd. Ronnie D bursts out of the back and the spotlights converge on him and spin around, and follow him as he dances and struts down to the ring. He is wearing black tights with metallic mother-of-pearl vinyl leopard spots on them with a huge metallic red vinyl heart on the seat, black boots with a small, metallic red broken heart on the side, and black fingerless gloves also adorned with a red vinyl broken heart. He is also wearing a kneebrace on his right leg. He walks up behind Xavier and as the lights come up, he pinches her on the rear. The fans at ringside laugh as Xavier spins around, her face red, and attempts to slap Ronnie D, he ducks under it, and spins away, laughing.] ER: Ronnie D with a goose to Bridget Xavier, and Stevens is livid! The referee has to push him back to a neutral corner as Ronnie D now up on the apron, and he is still motioning to Xavier. [Ronnie D with a few pelvic thrusts in Xavier's direction, and she turns her head in disgust. Stevens pushes the referee aside, and runs across the ring at Ronnie D. He drops off the apron, and backs away from the ring, shaking his head. Stevens yells obscenities down at him and Ronnie D keeps smiling.] ER: The referee finally gets Stevens back, and Ronnie D rolls under the bottom rope into the ring. Ronnie D represents the EMWC, and as you can see he is wearing a knee brace. I understand this is his only his second match back following a serious injury. AO: Stevens should go right after the knee. That is what I would do. [The referee signals for the bell, and Stevens once again launches himself across the ring, and Ronnie D backs off, and ducks between the ropes. The referee keeps Stevens back, and Ronnie D taunts Stevens, and smiles out to the fans. He draws some boos, but mostly laughter from the crowd. Stevens now calms himself down, and calls for Ronnie D to lock up with him in the centre of the ring. Ronnie D walks around the ring, hardly paying any attention to Stevens. He does however, look out at Xavier, and blows a kiss in her direction. Stevens comes up from behind, and Ronnie D catches him with an elbow to the face. Stevens backs away, stunned by the manoeuvre.] AO: Ronnie D playing the psychological game, and it worked. He lured Stevens in. ER: Ronnie D now with forearms to the back of the head, and he catches Stevens in a side-headlock. Considering his injured knee, Ronnie D is going to have to wrestle this match on the mat. [Ronnie D complains to the referee about a hairpull and as the referee goes around to check, he jabs a thumb into Stevens throat. Xavier complains to the referee about it, and Ronnie D plays innocent as Stevens drops to one knee, holding his throat. Ronnie D pulls Stevens up, and whips him to the ropes. As Stevens fires off the ropes, Ronnie D attempts a clothesline, but Stevens ducks under it. Ronnie D spins around as Stevens comes off the ropes, and gets caught with a high cross body block. Stevens rolls to his feet, and Ronnie D gets up slowly, and starts to back off, only to be nailed in the chest with a dropkick by Stevens. Ronnie D rolls out of the ring, and walks around in a daze.] ER: Ronnie D looking for a breather, but Stevens slides out of the ring after him, and Ronnie D with a eye gouge. Ronnie D now rams Stevens head into the railing...No! Stevens blocks it, and it's Ronnie D's head that impacts with the steel! [Stevens hers cheers from the fans as he rolls Ronnie D back in the ring. Ronnie D gets up to his feet, favouring his right knee, and begs off. Stevens shakes his head, and moves in. Ronnie D backs up into the corner, and throws a kick to the midsection, but Stevens catches his leg, and drags him out of the corner, hopping on his other leg. Ronnie D shakes his head, and shouts "NOOO!" as Stevens looks out to the crowd, and Xavier cheers.] ER: OH! Enzuiguri attempted by Ronnie D, but Stevens ducks under it, and Ronnie D goes crashing to the mat. Stevens off the ropes... Somersault legdrop! [Fans applaud] Stevens back up, and Ronnie D once again rolling out of the ring, and he is right next to Xavier. [Ronnie D turns to Xavier, looking stunned, and she hauls back, and slaps him hard across the face and he spins around as the fans cheer. Ronnie D holds his face in pain, and looks at Xavier. In the ring, Stevens leaps off the far side ropes, and the fans "ohhhh" and "ahhhh" as he runs across the ring, and leaps over the top onto Ronnie D.] ER: TOPÉ CON HILO! [Fans "ohhhhh!" and then applaud] What a move by Stevens, and Ronnie D is down and hurt. AO: Stevens may also be hurt after that dangerous move. [Stevens gets to his feet, and raises his hands to the fans and they cheer and applaud. Ronnie D is down, and holding his knee, and then rolls onto his stomach, and holds the back of his head. Stevens pulls him up by his hair, and rolls him into the ring. Stevens gets up on the apron, and then climbs to the top. Ronnie D gets up slowly, and Stevens comes off, and catches him with a Missile Dropkick and the fans "ohhhh" and applaud. Stevens rolls to his feet, and he is pumped. He yells down at Ronnie D to get up, and Ronnie D backs off into a corner. Stevens moves in, and Ronnie D catches him with a low blow. The fans boo as Stevens drops down to the mat in pain. Xavier yells at the referee, and he checks with Ronnie D, who points to his stomach, indicating that is where he hit Stevens.] ER: Ronnie D with a cheap shot, but it may have gotten him back in the match. He pulls Stevens up...DDT!! He rolls over for a cover! One... two... Kickout! [Fans applaud] Stevens able to kick out. [Ronnie D rolls onto his knees, and then uses the ropes to get to his feet. He limps over to Stevens, and pulls him up. He sets him up for a vertical suplex. He lifts him up, but his knee buckles, and he drops Stevens back down. Stevens comes to life, and takes Ronnie D over with a Snap Suplex. He covers, but only gets a two count. He rises, and pulls Ronnie D up. He hooks him up for another vertical Suplex, but hooks Ronnie D's leg, and takes him over in a Fisherman's Suplex.] ER: He calls that the Dreamer! One... two... Kickout! [Fans "ohhhh!" and then applaud.] I thought Stevens had him. [Stevens rolls to his knees, and smacks the mat with frustration. Xavier calls out in encouragement, and Stevens nods to her as he pulls Ronnie D up. Stevens scoops Ronnie D up, and drops him with a Backbreaker. He quickly scales to the top, and points out to the fans. They cheer as he flies off with a Moonsault. Ronnie D rolls clear however, but Stevens manages to land on his feet. Ronnie D stands, and turns, only to be levelled by a vicious superkick. The fans "ohhhh" and applaud as Stevens goes out onto the apron, and he returns to the top. He flies off.] ER: SHOOTING STAR PRESS! [Fans "ohhhh!"] Stevens connects, but he doesn't go for the pin! He is signalling for the Superiority Show. AO: He should pin him while he has the chance. This could easily backfire. [Stevens once again climbs to the top, but Ronnie D somehow finds the energy to scramble to his feet. He nails Stevens from behind, and climbs up to the second rope. Ronnie D hooks him from behind, and comes attempts to pull him off with a Belly To Back Superplex, but Stevens holds on, and nails Ronnie D with a back elbow. He hits another, and Ronnie D goes flying back down to the mat. Stevens flys off with a Moonsault, but Ronnie D gets his knees up and the fans 'ohhhh' as Stevens rolls over, clutching his stomach.] ER: Ronnie D able to coutner that move, but he hurt his knee in the process. Both men down, and the referee is checking on them, and now he starts a double-count. [Ronnie D drags himself to the ropes, and tries to pull himself up. Stevens gets to his knees, still trying to get his wind back, as Ronnie D pulls himself up in the corner, breaking the corner. Stevens gets to his feet, and Ronnie D suddenly bursts out of the corner at Stevens with a attempting running lariat, but Stevens catches him with a jarring Spinebuster, and the fans cheer. Stevens rolls to his feet, and pulls Ronnie D up, and takes him over with a Russian Legsweep, and then rolls to his feet, and pulls Ronnie D up, and takes him over with a Release German Suplex and the fans let out a collective "ohhhhh" as Ronnie D's head and neck hit the mat with tremendous force. Ronnie D slumps to the mat.] ER: Brilliant flurry by Stevens, and he has this match in control. He points out to the fans, and they cheer as he walks over to Ronnie D. He pulls him up, attempts to whip him to the ropes... OH! Ronnie D simply crumples to the mat, his knee unable to support his weight. AO: I can't understand why Stevens hasn't attacked the knee at all. [Stevens looks down at Ronnie D, and yells at him to get up. Ronnie D staggers to his feet, and Stevens nails him with a punch, and then a kick, and as Ronnie D backs into the ropes, Stevens keeps up the flurry, the referee pulls Stevens back, and Ronnie D, despite the beating he has taken manages to look over to Xavier as he is slumped against the ropes, and blows a kiss to her. Stevens sees this, and yells out as he charges Ronnie D. Ronnie D ducks, and catches Stevens, and falls back with a Hotshot. The fans "ohhhh" as Stevens goes down, clutching his throat. Ronnie D makes the cover, and as the referee counts one, he places his feet on the ropes. Xavier screams at the referee as the counts two. He brings his hand down for a final three, but Stevens kicks out and the fans applaud.] ER: Stevens once again rushed in blindly when Ronnie D turned his attention to Xavier, and it nearly cost him the match. AO: He needs to worry about his opponent. Not some girl at ringside. She shouldn't be out there at all. [Ronnie D gets up, complaining about a slow count, and then pulls Stevens up. He lifts him to the top rope, with some difficulty, and points out to the fans, signalling for the Ronnieplex. He climbs up, and lifts Stevens up, but as Ronnie D starts his turn, his knee buckles as Stevens shifts his weight in mid-air, and both men go crashing to the mat, with Stevens on top. The referee drops down for the count.] ER: One... two... three! NO! Ronnie D just kicks out! Stevens rolls over, and leans against the ropes, and looks at the referee as he raises two fingers. Stevens lets out a sigh of frustration as he gets to his feet. Ronnie D looks out of it, as Stevens pulls him up. He lifts Ronnie D up, and sets him on the top rope. [Stevens points out to Xavier as he climbs up. He hooks Ronnie D, and pulls him up until they are both on the top rope and the fans "ohhhh" and "ahhhh" in anticipation. He falls back with a Superplex, and both men hit hard, and bounce off the mat. Stevens maintains hold of Ronnie D, and begins to float over for the pin, but Ronnie D brings his legs up, and hooks them around Stevens, and shifts his weight, putting Stevens' shoulders down.] ER: One... two... three! I can't believe it! Ronnie D got the win! [Stevens rolls to his knees, and looks up at the referee in complete shock. He holds up three fingers and yells out "THREE!" to the referee, and he nods, and raises Ronnie D's arm, who is still down on the mat. Many fans boo the decision as Stevens pounds the mat and yells out in despair.] RA: The winner of the match, advancing the tournament... "PLAYBOY" RONNIE D! ["I'm Too Sexy" plays and Ronnie D rolls out of the ring. He looks dazed, but he smiles slyly as he limps back to the dressing room as the fans boo. Xavier gets into the ring, and pulls Stevens up, and she tries to get the crowd to cheer, and they do. Stevens kicks the bottom rope, and curses under his breath, but then raises his hand, and acknowledges the fans as they cheer louder.] ER: Sean Stevens getting cheers for his dominating effort. I tell you, Akira, "Playboy" Ronnie D is one lucky man. AO: Indeed, Eddie-san, but sometimes luck is all you need. Stevens showed great skill, but Ronnie D out-foxed him in the end. ER: Still a great match, and we will have another tonight as Kabuki Kid faces "Iconoclast" Sean Watts. AO: Bah! Kabuki Kid will show Watts what wrestling is all about. Typical American. Lazy, under-achieving. Baka! Kabuki Kid is one of the best pure flyers I have seen. Watts... Baka. ER: You can't discount his ability because of his attitude, Akira. AO: Or course I can, Eddie-san, and I will. ER: *SIGH* Let's go to the ring. ________ ______ | || |\ \ /\ / /| __|.................................................. | || | \ v v / | __| KING OF THE CRUISERS TOURNAMENT FIRST ROUND: |_||_| \_/\_/ |_|Kabuki Kid [SJPW] vs. "Iconoclast" Sean Watts [SCRA] ....................................................................... WRITER: William Heller [Cut to ringside, where the ring announcer stands patiently in the center of the ring, his hands folded in front of him, holding the microphone. An electric guitar strums the strings once, then the crowd unleashes a huge applause as "Sweet" Sho Satsuma steps out from behind the curtains wearing black boots, blue jeans, and a white tank top. He stops and poses for a moment with a huge smile.] Music: "What?" [Then, the guitar wails again. Sho stops posing as he listens to the words of the song.] Music: "Well, let me roll up on to the side walk and_take_a_look, yeah!" [Sho walks back to the curtains and looks in.] Music: "Whoa!!" [Guitar wails once more.] Music: "She's beautiful!" [Sho throws open the curtains as the house lights go out and a spotlight shines on a woman standing in the entrance.] Music: "I'm talking about a Yankee Rose. And, she looks wild, wild, wild, WILDDD!" [The woman takes a seductive step out of the entrance towards the ring as each "Wild" is spoken. Then, as the drums and bass kick in, it's easy to see it's the vivacious Ms. Miki.] Music: "Are you ready for the new sensation? Well here's a shot going around the world." [She's wearing a blue two piece bikini underneath a dark tented body sleeve that goes from her neck to the floor. The crowd cheers wildly because this is her first appearance in the SJPW since the Paul Wong clothesline incident.] Music: "All you red and blue boys salute, when her flag unfurls." [She waves to the crowd as Sho drops down to his knees in front of her and bows in the classic Wayne's World--"We're not worthy" salute. She smiles and chuckles a little, as Sho stands up, grabs her hand, and kisses it gently. The crowd explodes in applause. This kind of tenderness isn't seen much in the world of professional wrestling, and to the Japanese audience is greatly appreciated, considering they didn't know if she'd ever return.] Music: "Well, guess who's back in circulation? I don't know what you make of her? But what I need right now is the original good time girl." [Ms. Miki, along with Sho, makes her way to the ring.] Music: "She's a vision from coast to coast...Sea to shining sea...Hey, sister you're the perfect host." [Into the chorus and then "Yankee Rose" by David Lee Roth fades out as Ms. Miki enters the ring and the ring announcer hands her the microphone.] MM: Konbanwa, Super Japan Pro Wrestling! [Huge ovation] I'm Ms. Miki, and I'm glad to be back! [Ms. Miki bows to the incredible ovation the crowd gives her. With a huge smile she continues.] Let's get this thing into high gear. Allow me to introduce one of the participants in the first round of the "King of the Cruisers" tournament, and soon to be winner and "King of the Cruisers". He'll rekindle your childhood spirit of the unbelievable. His aerial expertise will dazzle your mind's eye. His wrestling ability will astound you. Here is your tour guide to your imagination, the "Ruler of the Airways" the KABUKI KID! ["Hotter than Hell" by KISS blares over the PA. A huge explosion leads to the entranceway becoming engulfed in flames. The Kabuki Kid walks through the flames to a monstrous ovation, wearing a black and red Kabuki style robe that hangs to the floor, with a long, puffy, white hairpiece, and an "evil spirit" mask. He walks towards the ring methodically as the flames at the entrance go out. As he gets to ringside he stops and bows to the front row where the band KISS is seated. They bow back, and the Kabuki Kid turns around and walks up the steps to the apron. There he leaps to the top rope and stands facing out towards the crowd. He takes off his robe and hairpiece, handing them to the ring attendant. The amazingly muscular cruiserweight looks at the crowd. The camera pans the cheering wrestling fans. A lot of the crowd has on the Kabuki Kid face paint masks. Kabuki Kid slowly raises his hand to his face, grabs the mask and whips it off, and drops it. A huge explosion goes off and the other three corner posts shoot flames into the air. His face is painted in black with a red and white eagle. The wings cover his eyes and hang down his cheeks. The neck and head of the eagle rests on his forehead. His head is shaved bald. Suddenly, he backflips off the top turnbuckle landing on his feet in the middle of the ring. The ovation swells, then finally dies down as the music fades out and Kabuki Kid stands in the far corner awaiting his opponent.] ER: What an incredible entrance by Kabuki Kid! He sure knows how to put on a show. "You wanted the best, you got the best"! AO: What? ER: It's a KISS reference, Akira, as you can see they are in attendance. AO: I don't listen to that garbage rock-and-roll. I love the true artistry of the classics. ER: Not all that folksy wood wind stuff with the drums? AO: Indeed, Eddie-san. ER: Ugh! I'll take "Love Gun" over that any day. AO: Baka! [Cut to ringside as the fan fare for Kabuki Kid's incredible entrance begins to die down.] RA: Introducing his opponent...Hailing from Seattle, Washington and weighing in at 238 pounds..."ICONOCLAST" SEAN WATTS!!! [As the initial frenetic guitar work of Iggy and the Stooges "Search and Destroy" begins to play, Sean Watts steps out of the curtains to be bathed in a swathe of red light. Lank blond hair falls in disarray to his shoulders, and his stony face is rather expresssionless as he begins to stride confidently towards the ring, ignoring the fans on his way. For once his shirt isn't too dishevelled; a brand new white tee with the SCRA logo plastered on the front, and the words "The World's Forgotten Boy" scrawled across the back. Beneath the shirt he looks to be wearing an emerald and black amateur style singlet.] ER: I understand Watts had a short stint in Old Japan, Akira. Do you remember him? AO: Bah! I was a champion. I did not have time to keep track of every gaijin pup that surrounded the ring, waiting to pull streamers out. He obviously found the work to difficult as he was released. ER: So you do remember him? AO: Let's just get on with this match, as Kabuki Kid takes it to this "slacker". [The referee signals for the bell, and Kabuki Kid quickly moves from his corner to the centre of the ring, motioning for Watts to come to him. Watts stays motionless for awhile, and walks out of the corner, staying close to the ropes, and watching Kabuki Kid. Kid moves in, and looks to lock-up, but Watts circles away, keeping his distance.] ER: Watts looking hesitant to lock-up with Kabuki Kid, and Kabuki Kid keeps waving him to come in. AO: He should go get him. Take the fight to the him. [Watts moves in, and looks to lock up, but then suddenly shoots down, and takes Kabuki Kid to the mat with a double-leg takedown. He attempts to snare Kid's leg, but KK rolls to his feet quickly, and springs off the ropes. Watts drops down, and Kabuki Kid cartwheels over him as the fans cheer, and bounces off the opposite side ropes as Watts gets to his feet. Watts with a leapfrog, and Kabuki Kid rolls under him, and gets to his feet. Watts spins around, and Kabuki Kid nails him with a dropkick. The fans cheer as Kabuki Kid kips up, and Watts rolls over to the ropes.] ER: Kabuki Kid pumping his fist, and getting the crowd cheering as he obviously wants a quick pace, and Watts gets to his feet, and shakes his head. He needs to keep Kabuki Kid grounded. AO: Easier said than down Eddie-san. [Kabuki Kid circles around Watts, and they lock-up. Watts quickly locks up Kid's wrists, and ducks his head under his right arm, and falls back, driving Kid up and over. The fans applaud the move, as Watts immediately rolls into an armbar. Kabuki Kid instinctually lifts his left shoulder off the mat, and grimaces in pain as Watts cinches the hold in. Kabuki Kid rolls over, lessening the pressure, but Watts maintains the armbar. Kid manages to rise to his feet, pushing Watts head back with his free arm. Watts switches up into a wristlock, and twists under into a hammerlock. Kabuki Kid attempts to get Watts leg, but he avoids it. Kid with a back elbow, but Watts dodges it, and applies more pressure. Kabuki Kid shouts out in pain, and leans over, hitting his shoulder with his left hand as Watts increases the pressure. Kabuki Kid, with a burst of energy, runs Watts back into the corner buckles, breaking the hold.] ER: Kabuki Kid with a back kick to the midsection, and now fires in with a headbutt to Watts, and another...Kabuki Kid now whipping Watts across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle, and Watts hits hard, and Kabuki Kid charges across the ring. [Kid steps on the bottom rope, the second rope, and then kicks off of Watts chest, and does a backflip out of the corner, landing on his feet as the fans "ohhhh" and "ahhhh". Watts charges out, and Kid dropkicks him in the knee which draws another "ohhhh" from the fans. Kid up quickly, and he hits a falling headbutt, and makes a cover, but Watts easily kicks out at one. Kabuki Kid rises, and pulls Watts up. Watts quickly ducks under, and drops to his knees as he sends Kid over with a Fireman's Carry. Watts attempts an armbar, but Kid quickly spins out of it, and rolls to his feet. Watts rises, and Kid fires in with a kick, but Watts catches his leg, and gets a back heel trip, sending Kabuki Kid crashing to the mat. Watts then spins down into a leg grapevine, and Kabuki Kid cries out in pain.] ER: Watts showing his expertise on the mat, and Kid is in trouble. AO: It won't last. Kabuki Kid will turn it around. Trust me Eddie-san. [Kid reaches up, and tries to pull Watts head back, but the referee smacks his hand away with a warning about a hairpull. Kabuki Kid tries to reach the ropes, but Watts has him in the centre of the ring. The referee checks in, but Kid shakes his head and says 'no'. Watts breaks the hold, and gets to his feet, but maintains the hold of the leg, and attempts a Spinning Toe-hold. Kabuki Kid thrashes around on the mat in pain as Watts spins around once more to apply even greater pressure to the knee and ankle. Watts spins again, and the fans, Ms. Miki, and Sho cheer as Kabuki Kid manages to kick Watts off and send him flying to the ropes. Kabuki Kid rolls to his feet, and Watts moves back in and fires in with a kick to the midsection, and then executes a quick Swinging Neckbreaker. Watts up once more, and he pulls Kabuki Kid up. He locks on a wristlock, and then puts his leg over Kabuki's head.] ER: He is going for the Rocker Dropper facecrusher... NO! [Fans "ohhhh" and cheer!] AO: Great counter by Kabuki! [Kabuki Kid suddenly rises up pushing Watts up and over. Watts lands on his feet and gets levelled by a Kabuki Kid clothesline. The fans cheer as Kabuki Kid drops a knee to the head of Watts, and then Kabuki Kid jumps back up, and snaps a quick elbow to the chest. Kabuki Kid makes a cover but only gets a two count. Kid rises, limping slightly, and shakes he kinks out of his leg. He yells out to the fans as he pulls Watts up. Kabuki Kid with an Irish whip on Watts. Watts comes back off the ropes, and Kabuki Kid with a leapfrog, as Watts comes back off the ropes, Kabuki Kid does a backflip, kicking Watts in the head as his feet come over and the fans "ohhhhh" and cheer.] ER: Kabuki Kid hits the Kaminari! Watts is down, and he rolls out of the ring as Kabuki Kid gets to his feet, and raises his hands as the fans cheer. AO: As I told you Eddie-san, he would get back in control. [Watts shakes off the effects of the kick, and gets up on the apron. Kabuki Kid moves in, and catches him with a headbutt that stuns Watts. Kid then hooks him up, and Snap Suplexes him into the ring. Kid maintains hold of Watts, and rolls up to his feet, and again Snap Suplexes Watts over as the fans "ohhhh" and "ahhhh". Kabuki Kid still maintains hold of Watts as he rises, and Snap Suplexes him a third time to thunderous cheers from the fans.] ER: Kabuki Kid with Locomotion Snap-Suplexes, and he drops down for the cover. One... two... Kickout! [Crowd goes "ohhhh" and then applauds.] ER: Watts still able to kickout. [Kabuki Kid rises, and pulls Watts up. He pushes Watts' head down and hooks him in a headscissor and then yells out to the crowd. They cheer as he lifts Watts up for a Powerbomb. Watts manages to slip free, and hooks Kabuki Kid's head, and spikes him to the mat with a falling DDT. The fans let out a collective "ohhhhh" as Kabuki Kid slumps to the mat. Watts stays down as well, and the referee checks on both men.] ER: A great counter move by Watts, but he isn't able to immediately capitalise. AO: Kabuki Kid will shake off the effects, I know it. [Watts rolls to his knees, and rises up. He pulls Kabuki Kid to his feet, and gets a waistlock. He drops back sending Kabuki Kid over for a German Suplex, but Kabuki Kid flips free, and lands on his feet, drawing an "ohhhh" from the fans. Kabuki Kid leaps up to the second turnbuckle, and leaps off as Watts gets to his feet with a Missile Dropkick, but Watts avoids the move, sending Kabuki Kid crashing to the mat. Kid rises slowly, shaking his head, and Watts locks him in a waistlock once more, and hits a picture perfect German Suplex.] ER: Watts bridges back... One... two... Kickout! [Fans cheer and applaud] Watts rolls to his feet, and checks with the referee about the count. The referee rolls his shoulder to mimic Kabuki Kid escaping the German Suplex. Watts pulls Kabuki Kid up. Kabuki Kid fires in with a headbutt... Another... A third staggers Watts, and Kabuki Kid leaps off the ropes... Drop toe-hold by Watts sends Kabuki Kid face first to the mat! [Fans "ohhhh"] Watts up quickly with an Oklahoma Roll-Up! One! Two! Three... NO! Kabuki managed to escape! [Fans "ohhhh" and applaud.] AO: Eddie-san, someone is coming out to ringside. Who is that? [The fans turn to the aisle way with excited whispers as a man with long jet-black hair, wearing faded torn jeans, and a black t-shirt walks down to the ring. His looks up into the ring at Watts, and shakes his head. Watts stares out at the man, dumbfounded. The man walks over to Sho and Ms. Miki, and nods to them.] ER: That is Sengir. He is also in the King of the Cruisers Tournament, and I understand that he has quite a bit of history with Watts. AO: He seems to be aligned with Kabuki Kid's camp. This is bad news for Watts. [Watts points out at Sengir as Kabuki Kid rises to his feet. Watts turns around only to be dropkicked in the face. Watts tumbles through the ropes to the floor. Watts gets up, and once again looks over at Sengir, who stares back at him with a cold expression on his face. The fans "ohhhh" as Kabuki Kid blindsides Watts with a Baseball slide dropkick that sends him crashing to the railing. Kabuki Kid back to his feet, and he slingshots over the ropes for a Plancha, but Watts deftly moves out of the way, and Kabuki Kid goes crashing to the concrete as the fans "ohhhh".] AO: Buddha! Kabuki Kid tried one high-risk move too many, and now he is hurt. ER: Kabuki Kid clutching his knee as he rises, and Watts points to Sengir as he grabs Kabuki Kid from behind... Inverted DDT!... OH! [Crowd cheers!] ER: Kabuki Kid countered by jumping up, locking his legs around Watts' head, and rolling forward with a headscissors! What a countermove, and both men are down. [Kabuki Kid gets to his feet, and slides back in the ring to momentarily break the count, and slides back out. He pulls Watts up as Sho, Sengir and Ms. Miki look on. He yells out to the fans, and they cheer as he executes a brutal Snap Suplex on the floor. Kabuki Kid rises, and yells out once again. He is met with deafening cheers as he pulls the limp body of Watts to his feet. He whips Watts to the railing, and Watts hits back first across the steel. Kabuki Kid lets out another yell, and runs at Watts, and catches him with a crossbody block that sends both men over the railing into the front row. Kabuki Kid slowly rises, and hops over the railing. Watts lifts his head, but cannot rise beyond that. Kabuki Kid points out to the members of KISS, and yells "THIS ONE IF FOR YOU!" He leaps up onto the railing.] ER: SHOOTING STAR PRESS OFF THE RAILING TO THE FLOOR! [Fans go crazy!] ER: What a move, and Kabuki Kid rolls to his knees, and yells out to the fans, and they are deafening in here Akira. AO: Like I said, one of the best pure flyers in the world, and he has proven it today! Now roll him into the ring, and pin him! ER: We have to be getting close to the time-limit, and your right Akira, Kabuki Kid needs to get him in the ring. [Kabuki Kid uses the railing to get to his feet and he limps over to Watts, and manages to pull him up, as it appears Watts is dead weight. Kabuki Kid sends Watts over the railing to ringside. He hops over the railing, and rolls into the ring to once again break the count. Watts rolls onto his stomach, and attempts to push himself up to his knees, but falters. Sengir looks down at him with callous intensity. Watts reaches up to the apron, and pulls himself up and into the ring.] ER: Watts showing a lot of courage and heart to get back in the ring, and Kabuki Kid pulls him up. Kabuki Kid lifts Watts up and sets him on the top turnbuckle. Kabuki Kid yells out to the fans! [Fans cheer loudly in response!] ER: He is setting Watts up for a Superplex. No! Watts with an eye gouge, and he fires in with a punch, and another...He has Kabuki Kid stunned. He hooks a leg over Kabuki Kid's head and jumps off...ROCKER DROPPER FROM THE SECOND ROPE! [Crowd "ohhhhs" and applauds!] AO: Baka! How did he get lucky enough to hit a move like that? [Watts' rolls to his knees, and rocks back on his haunches, whipping sweat from his eyes. Kabuki Kid's foot twitches, but that is the only movement he makes. Watts crawls over to Kabuki Kid, and rolls him over. He covers him, and the referee checks, and counts one. He counts two, and his hand nearly hits the mat, but he looks up and sees Kabuki Kid's foot draped over the rope. Watts rolls over into a sitting position, and shakes his head. He lets out a sigh of frustration, and again shoots a look over at Sengir. Watts slowly rises to his feet, and pulls Kabuki Kid up. He grabs both his arms, and spins him around with Kabuki Kids' head between his shoulder-blades.] ER: He is going for the Iconoclasm! No! Kabuki Kid spins free, and hooks the arms... BACKSLIDE! One! Two! Three...NO! Watts slipped free! [Crowd "ohhhhs" and applauds. Kabuki Kid rises, and catches Watts as he stands with a weak headbutt. Watts fires back with a weak forearm uppercut, and they trade blows as the fans cheer. Kabuki Kid hits another headbutt that staggers Watts back. Watts comes back with a wild clothesline, but Kabuki Kid ducks under it. Watts turns around, and Kabuki Kid catches him in a snap Gutwrench Suplex. Both men lay on the mat, taking deep breaths. Kabuki Kid rolls to his feet, and yells out to the fans. They cheer as he pulls Watts up. He spins him up into position for a Tombstone Piledriver and the fans "ohhhhh" and "ahhhhh" in anticipation.] ER: Watts kicking his legs, and he shifts his weight...He flips over, and pulls Kabuki Kid up for the Tombstone! [Crowd "ohhhh!"] AO: Kabuki Kid now shifting his weight, and he flips over, and reverses it again! ER: Kabuki PLANTS Watts with the Tombstone! Kabuki Kid now up to his feet, and he is signalling for the Kamikaze Drop! [Fans cheer! The referee gets down on his knee next to Watts, and waves his hand in front of his face, checking to see if he is still in the match, as Kabuki Kid climbs up to the top, ready for his Diving Headbutt. Suddenly, Sengir leaps up on the apron, and shoves Kabuki Kid off the top. Kid crashes to the mat in a heap as the fans let out a shocked "ohhhh" and begin to boo Sengir. Sho and Ms. Miki have looks of total shock on their faces as Sengir drops off the arpon.] ER: Sengir was here to help Watts all along! They must have planned this. AO: Sho is now chasing Sengir to the back. I hope he makes him pay for this treachery. ER: The damage has been done, though, and the official is clueless as to what happened. AO: As usual. This is a disgrace. [Watts sits up, his eyes glossy, and shakes his head. He rolls slowly to his feet as Kabuki Kid remains down. Watts walks slowly over to Kabuki Kid, and pulls him up. This time, Kabuki Kid is dead weight. The fans boo as Watts locks up Kabuki Kid's arms, and spins around.] ER: ICONOCLASM! [Crowd "ohhhhs" and then continues to boo.] ER: Watts rolls Kabuki Kid over, and lays over him for the cover. One... two... three! [Ding! Ding! Ding!] RA: Your winner of the match, advancing in the tournament... "ICONOCLAST" SEAN WATTS! ["Search and Destroy" plays as Watts rolls out of the ring, and holds the back of his head, rotating his neck in pain, but obviously happy with the win. The fans boo him as he walks to the back, and look on in concern as Ms. Miki kneels down beside Kabuki Kid.] ER: Watts gets the win... AO: Baka! He had help to do it too. I knew this tournament was no good for our wrestlers. Kabuki Kid, the rightful winner, is cheated. ER: Sho Satsuma runs back down to the ring. He looks extremely angry as he helps Kabuki Kid from the ring, and helps him walk to the back. [The fans give a loud ovation for Kabuki Kid, and many throw coloured streamers as he is helped to the back.] ER: Two great matches with two rather surprising winners. AO: I say we don't allow them here anymore! ER: Sorry Akira but we have more tournament matches already scheduled. AO: Baka! [Cut back to Larry, Dave and Becky outside the IIWF Coliseum.] DB: Well, our next match promised to be intriguing... and it was. But for the wrong reasons. Charles Scheffield against the big solo man of 4-D, Edmund Fitzgerald. Here was what happened. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Edmund Fitzgerald vs. Charles Scheffield ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Scheffield waited for his opponent, ready for a major match, but found himself face to face instead with his former Cold Spell partner, Icehawk. Icehawk had this to say... [Cut to footage captioned, "Earlier Tonight." The crowd in the IIWF Coliseum gives a confused pop as Cruiserweight Champion Icehawk enters in street clothes. He enters the ring and signals for the microphone:] IH: As you know, Fitz was hospitalized last weekend, after he was attacked by Valtharius. Well, I went to pick him up this morning, and he was gone. He left me a note: "Kiddo, I'm tired of being the trained elephant in Daniel Spreadbury's circus. Apologise to Marty and the Predators for me, and to Charles Sheffield, too. This has nothing to do with them. I'd wish you luck... but you don't need it. You're going to soar, and I'm going to have fun watching from wherever I end up. Knock 'em dead, Michael P.S. If you end up wrestling Tiger Claw in the tournament, beat him for me." And that's it. I've been trying to find him all day, but I have no idea where he is. If he went home to Rogers City, no one has seen him. He's just gone. [Icehawk moves to shake the confused Charles Scheffield's hand, and walked out. But before Scheffield can so much as fathom what had happened, he finds himself face to face with the Blind Guardian, who arrives in the ring and grabs a microphone:] BG: Well, well, well... what a surprise, the Fitz-Man's not here... but right now, I've got an even bigger surprise for ya! [Cut back to the highlights.] While Scheffield and the Blind Guardian exchanged glares, insults and curses, the lights went out, and when they came back up, Dead Man Walking himself, Deathbringer, appeared behind Scheffield and hit him with the Death Claw. Deathbringer walked out quietly with his manager to a torrent of boos, but not until a chokeslam had left the winner out cold. The "Vagabond" Chris Staley was quick to rush out to the aid of Scheffield, spitting curses at the Dead Man. WINNER: Charles Scheffield, by Forfeit. LM: Bombshell rocks 4-D. BL: Guess they have to step back into the wonderful world of 3-D like the rest of us, hmm? DB: And no one this side of the comics looks as good as you in 3-D, Becks. BL: Flatterer. DB: Of course... lacking the depth that I have, you still are quite admirable. BL: ...I knew there was something coming there. President Spreads...? Can I shed this sweet girl image long enough to drop Bacon in the incinerator...? LM: Enough! Deathbringer continues on his path to the dark side... DB: # Sayin' hey babe...take a walk on the Dark Side... # BL: Enough with the singing! LM: Which led to our main event: Derek Mota, fresh from his escape from the Discordiacs, facing the hot talent of Christopher Stonebreaker! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Derek Mota vs. Christopher Stonebreaker ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This match was interesting not so much from the ring standpoint but the psychological standpoint. While the traitorous Mota and the rising star Stonebreaker were both "in the zone", it was more interesting to watch Derek Mota fidget than wrestle. A group of dedicated fans near the aisle raised loud cheers every time Mota gained a major advantage, as if an enemy was running to the ring to deal with him. Inevitably, this would cause Mota to pause and give the wily Stonebreaker time to break the rhythm. In the end, the Canadian blaggard won by reversing a suplex attempt into an inside cradle. WINNER: Derek Mota, 13:32, by pinfall. LM: Mota obviously worried about his many enemies -- Eddy Jacks, the Down Boys, and Luke Steele to name but a few. DB: Don't forget Tim Turner and Icehawk either. BL: Unfortunately, we're out of time. LM: That's my line... for Dave Bacon and Becky LaRue, this is Larry Morton saying, see you on Friday, when we "Countdown to Saturday Night" with another special guest co-host. Until then, good night, everybody! 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