7/11 Wednesday Night Assault Results (33)

[Danny Vice]

"Kings of Cydonia" by Muse explodes throughout Wembley Stadium in London for the largest crowd in GWC history. The people are in absolute hysteria as the cameras scan, flashing signs in support of both the GWC and EPW, as this epic war wages on. Finally, the cameras settle on Phil Brooks and Josh Harter as we kick off another exciting edition of Wednesday Night Assault.

Phil Brooks: My Goodness, the British truly are amazing here tonight! I can barely hear my feedback in my headset. I am Phil Brooks alongside Josh Harter, and we have just ONE WEEK until Viva La GWC!

Josh Harter: Few things excite me quite like a GWC PPV, but this one will be an epic war. To get things on the right track tonight's matches will feature several GWC v. EPW matches.

Phil Brooks: That's right, we have Felipe against Jamal. Zak against Lexington. The big tag team showdown with CXF and The Odd Couple comes next week, but we get exciting singles action tonight.

Josh Harter: Yes we certainly do. We also have Triple X teaming with newcomer Brian Wolf against Thunder and Sean Williams. Triple X and Thunder will square off for the Tapout Title at Viva, but it's Brian Wolf calling out Sean Williams that really gets me excited.

Phil Brooks: We also have Skyler and Alastair tagging against McCammon and Ragnal. Lots of former and future champions in that match, with plenty of interesting subplots to boot.

Josh Harter: To boot eh? Weirdo. The main event is what I'm here for. Drake Kencedro. Crimson Pfeiffer. Xavier Cross. And of course, the World Champion. T-Money. It's EPW against GWC at it's finest. There's no better way to wrap this up heading into Viva La GWC!

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The Odd Couple segment

The crowd pops as on the Assault screen appears Jamal Carter and the janitor “Old” Lou Thompson. Carter sports black Under Armor shorts and a white, sleeveless Starter. Thompson wears his single gray work suit. Thompson leans on his broom as he and Carter exchange words.

Jamal Carter - So Lou, what do you think of these new ladies here?

“Old” Lou Thompson - What about ‘em?

Jamal Carter - Well they are pretty fine. That Simone Frost. Damn I would love to get cozy with that Ice Princess.

Carter laughs as Thompson rolls his eyes and wags his finger at Carter.

Thompson - You know who is a fine little thing? That Nikki Venus. Sweet mama that missy is fine.

Carter - Ha! You wouldn’t be saying that if she decided to make your life a living hell like everyone else in GWC! You know who is fine?

Thompson - Who?!

Carter - Lydia. Man I would love to tap that….

Carter stops short of his sentence as off camera walks in Lexington “The Poet” Royale and Reginald “The Magician” Churchill.

Royale - Hello Jamal!

Royale holds out his hand for Jamal to shake it but instead Carter gives him a good old “Soul Brother Handshake”. Carter then follows up with a pound hug which surprises Royale who looks at Churchill.

Carter - What’s up partner? Me and old Lou here were just talking about those fine dimes that walked up here in GWC. Man they is fine as hell. Just telling Lou here that I would get down with those ladies you know?

Royale - Fine dimes? Perhaps we should not compare GWC contracts anytime soon. If you are being paid in dimes, I'd hate for you to see my salary. Now you'll have to forgive me. I'm not familiar with this bizarre lingo you are using. If you want to become a true Word Warrior like myself, you must learn correct etiquette and pronunciation. We'll continue to work on that as this partnership moves forward. Isn't that right, Reginald?

Churchill - Yes. Quite.

Royale - Now we have an eight man tag match tonight. I believe it would be wise if we discuss tactics for dealing with these ruffians from EPW. If you'll just follow me...

Royale and Carter walk down the hall, leaving Sir Reginald alone with "Old" Lou.

Churchill - I say, what's that in your bucket?

The Magician picks up the bucket and we see that it is empty. He covers it with a handkerchief, snaps his fingers, and pulls a white rabbit out of it. He places the bucket on the ground and hands the small creature to "Old" Lou.

Churchill - Enjoy that, my good man. May it bring you many years of company in your dismal existence in this organization.

The Magician snaps his fingers and disappears in a burst of smoke, leaving "Old" Lou alone and bewildered. The scene heads back out to the arena.

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Skyler Striker and David Alastair v. J.W. McCammon and Joe Ragnal

Michelle Madison: The following contest is a tag team match-up scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Scranton, PA. JOE. RAGNAL.

"Violence Fetish" by Disturbed plays as Joe Ragnal enters the arena to the crowd's cheers. Joe jumps around on the stage to pump the crowd up, and then runs down to the ring, sliding in head first. He handsprings up, and raises his arms high as the crowd applauds him on.

Michelle Madison: And his partner, from Sumter, South Carolina. He is the current United States Champion……..J.W. MCCAMMON!

The arena goes black and "Bite The Bullet" by Machine Head starts to play as dark blue strobe lights hit and the crowd starts to buzz. The crowd erupts as JW McCammon walks out onto the stage with his black leather jacket and dark shades on. He pause for a minute on the stage and stares at the crowd and then raises his arms to the air as the crowd pops. McCammon starts heading to the ring, slapping fans’ hands along the way. JW McCammon walks up the farside steps of the ring then walks across the ring apron and looks at the crowd. JW McCammon raises his arms and then gets into the ring. JW McCammon walks around the ring, takes his sunglasses and jacket off, handing them to the ring attendant. JW McCammon starts getting warmed up as he waits for his opponent.

Michelle Madison: And their opponents, introducing first, from Perth, Australia…SKYLERRRRRRR STRIKERRRRRRR!

“Fallen, broken. Simply dissolved into an incomplete thought. An empty shell, cracked, and disfigured. With no remorse, I have been blinded by the darkness. With no disdain, I have received my punishment. And with no haste, I await them.” After the words finish, the music of “Fallen Angels” by Ra kicks in as a bright white light flashes over the arena and fades to black again. The lights continue quickly changing between black and white as Skyler Striker enters the stage. He walks down towards the ring dressed in the usual black, unbuttoned shirt and the torn maroon pants. He slides into the ring and as the chorus hits, Skyler spreads his arms in a crucifix pose. He holds this, looking into the crowd, and then goes to the turnbuckle, repeating the crucifix pose. The lights return to normal as Skyler jumps down and the music fades.

Michelle Madison: And his partner, from New York City…DAVID…ALASTAIR!

The sudden bang of a hybrid of sound comes forth. The fusion of drums, guitar introduces a sheet of light fog, which covers the entrance way. Seen at the right angle, one can manage to see a figure standing behind the fog. In the video screen, meanwhile... many highlights of David’s career act as impulses and entice emotions associated with wrestling…past moments are brought up, before climaxing in David walking out from behind the curtain right before the first verse starts.

Holding out his arms and holding his head up in triumph, David indulges in the cheers emitted from the crowd. As if baptized by blessings, he lets it all seep in…inhaling and exhaling the atmosphere that surrounds him.

The song continues to process into and out from the sound system, David spreads his arms outward, allowing strobe lights to engulf him and stays like that until the second verse comes in.

David then proceeds down the ramp and make one solemn round around the ring, slapping hands with the fans and stopping once or two to pose for the various photography coming from the front and middle rows.

Finally, he slides into the ring proceeds to taunt on the nearest turnbuckle. He embraces the crowd reactions by extending his arms out and slowly steps off the turnbuckle. David stays at the corner, quickly stretching out his arms and legs.

He double checks his knee brace by running his hands through the straps that are locked into place. In making sure that the brace is all set and snug, he nods to the referee and has him confirm that David’s all set to go without any hassle.

The guitar interlude of the song follows, allowing the song to fade off…thus giving Alastair’s opponent’s music time to begin.

DING DING! The two teams open the match with a brawl, and JW McCammon knocks Skyler Striker down and lays the boots to him as Joe Ragnal brawls David Alastair into the ropes and clotheslines him over. JW McCammon pulls Skyler Striker up and whips him off the ropes, and both men knock him down with a double shoulder tackle. JW McCammon leaves the ring as Joe Ragnal pulls Skyler Striker up into a neckbreaker. Joe Ragnal talks some trash to David Alastair as he climbs onto the apron, then pulls Skyler Striker up and whips him off the ropes, but Skyler Striker comes back with a flying leg lariat! Striker bounces slowly off the ropes and leaps into the air and hits a standing moonsault onto Joe Ragnal’s chest. Skyler Striker covers, but Joe Ragnal kicks out at one and a half. Skyler Striker goes to pull Joe Ragnal up, but Ragnal punches him in the chest, then wraps Skyler Striker up in a waistlock and hits a Lungblower!

Joe Ragnal makes the tag to JW McCammon, and then holds Skyler Striker up as JW McCammon comes into the ring and kicks him in the chest. Joe Ragnal steps out as JW McCammon staggers Skyler Striker with another good punch, and then hits a snap suplex. JW McCammon floats over for the cover, one, two, Striker kicks out. JW McCammon pulls Skyler Striker up and whips him off the ropes, and Skyler Striker goes for a spear, but JW McCammon steps out of the way. Striker rolls to his feet and off the ropes again, but runs into a hard clothesline from JW McCammon. McCammon drops some quick elbows on Striker and then The Mercenary pulls Striker to the corner.

Josh Harter: Ragnal and McCammon are doing a good job of keeping Skyler Striker isolated from his partner, Alastair, in this match.

JW McCammon slams Skyler Striker’s into the turnbuckle, before making the tag to Ragnal. JW McCammon lifts Skyler Striker onto his shoulders as Joe Ragnal climbs to the top rope, and Joe Ragnal leaps into the air and takes Skyler Striker off of JW McCammon’s shoulder to the mat with a flying bulldog! Joe Ragnal covers, one, two, Alastair breaks up the cover! Joe Ragnal rolls right to his feet, then charges at David Alastair, but is floored by the Violence Party. David Alastair stands over Joe Ragnal, but JW McCammon charges into the ring and beats him back with right hands before clotheslining him over the ropes. Joe Ragnal gets to his feet, shaking off the effects of the attack, and pulls Skyler Striker up and lifts him into the FUN Drop, but Skyler Striker floats off and lifts Ragnal into the Final Revalation!

Josh Harter: WOO WOO!

Phil Brooks: I really wish you would stop doing that.

Josh Harter: But it’s the Final Revelation coming through!

Skyler Striker goes to the turnbuckle and leaps, hitting the Skyler High Dive on Joe as David Alastair and JW McCammon are still brawling at ringside, and Striker covers, one, two, three!

Phil Brooks: There you have it, Skyler Striker continues to roll. There is an incredible amount of pressure on Ragnal come Viva La Gwc.

[Danny Vice]

The Disciple v. The Poet

Before the music starts, the lights in the arena go out. A spotlight appears in the center of the ring and a burst of smoke fills the area. Once it clears, we are greeted with the sight of Reginald "The Magician" Churchill. He has a microphone in hand and begins to speak...

Churchill - "Ladies and gentlemen...about to come down the aisle...weighing in at 235 pounds and standing at 6'3"...he hails from London, England and is known as the Word Warrior, the Civil Champion, and the Artful Avenger...he is none other than...Lexington "The Poet" Royale!"

Beethoven's Fifth Symphony plays throughout the arena as Mr. Royale emerges from the curtain, waving to the fans, and walking down to the ring. Climbing the ring steps, he pauses on the apron to wipe his feet before stepping through the ropes. Once inside, he continues to wave as the music fades and Sir Reginald looks on approvingly.

Josh Harter: What a jerk… thinks he’s so fancy. I swear, if he comes near me, I’ll punch him right in his big English face.

Phil Brooks: Do that and you’ll be commentating from hospital.

Michelle Madison: And his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds and from the city of Syracuse, he is the GWC Television and one half GWC Tag Champion… the Disciple!

The lights fade out, as Tupac's voice comes across the speakers.

"Uh..
Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel"

Green lights come up, as smoke rises from the stage. A green spotlight focuses on the stage, as the Disciple is shown.

Those who wish to follow me
I welcome with my hands
and the red sun sinks at last
into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior
Without the sound of guns

He makes his way down the aisle, to a chorus of boos. He rips a sign out of a fans hand, and tears it up.

If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em
They test, it was stress that they under
And nowadays things changed
Everyone's ashamed of the youth, cuz the truth look strange

He climbs into the ring, and climbs the turnbuckle, basking in the boos.

And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
Cuz any day they'll push the button
And all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nottin
don't it make you get teary , the world looks dreary
When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me
If you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
It ain't about black or white, cuz we're human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
My Ghetto Gospel

As the music fades out, he makes the sign of the cross, and prepares to fight.

Phil Brooks: And the EPW representative, the Disciple.

Josh Harter: These two men will go at it at Viva La GWC, it’ll be exciting to see who comes out on top tonight.

The bell rings and Royale takes Disciple down from nowhere with a stiff clothesline. Royale follows up with another as Disciple gets to his feet and another takes the EPW fighter to the mat for a third time. The crowd cheer as Royale goes for a quick pin on Disciple, 1..no, Disciple kicks out and Royale goes straight back on the attack, grabbing Disciple’s arm and holding it on his back as he drives a knee to the stomach of Disciple. Another hard knee winds Disciple and another pin, 1..2.no, kickout from Disciple.

Phil Brooks: Royale taking the early advantage!

Josh Harter: Early days yet, Brooks.

Royale lifts Disciple and throws him to the ropes, and nails Disciple with a scoop powerslam on his return. Royale nails an elbow drop and hits the ropes himself, looking for another elbow drop, but Disciple rolls out of the way and Royale’s elbow hits the mat hard. Disciple takes the window of opportunity and grabs Royale, whipping him into the ropes and nailing the Poet with a jawbreaker. Disciple grabs the dazed Royale and lifts him for a vertical suplex, and delays it for a few seconds before dropping Royale hard.

Josh Harter: Go Disciple! Take him down!

Phil Brooks: You do realise that if Venus and EPW take control, she’ll replace us with different commentators?

Josh Harter: Go Poet! Take him down!

Phil Brooks: Just kidding. We have written contracts. I just wanted to see if you’d switch sides.

Josh Harter: Go Disciple! Take him down!

Disciple goes for a pin of his own, 1..2..no, Royale kicks out and Disciple attacks relentlessly, laying the boots to Royale before lifting him and carrying him to the turnbuckle, dropping Royale eyes-first into the corner. Royale slumps against the turnbuckle and Disciple takes a run up, jumping onto Royale and hitting a stinger splash on him. Royale stumbles away and Disciple jumps to the top, before flying off with a diving spear. Royale is winded hard and rolls out of the ring, and starts getting to his feet slowly on the outside. Churchill goes to Royale’s side to see if he is okay. Disciple grins in the ring and hits the ropes, before jumping so athletically that he is able to perform a SHOOTING STAR PRESS OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Josh Harter: Look at that athleticism! He just cleared the top rope!

Phil Brooks: Oh no! Look at that!

Royale, under Churchill’s instructions, dodges the manoeuvre and Disciple crashes to the floor HARD.

Josh Harter: Oh my God! His neck could be broken after a failed move like that!

Royale drags Disciple into the ring to break the ten-count and covers him, 1..2..NO! Disciple kicks out!

Phil Brooks: Amazing! He’s still alive even after that massive collision!

Royale cannot believe it and he turns to Churchill behind him to ask what to do. Churchill tells him to go straight back on the attack and Royale turns to do so, lifting Disciple and yelling in his face.

The Poet: To be or not to be, Disciple – THAT is the question.

And Royale goes to nail Disciple with the Verbal Violence, however Disciple blocks his legsweep and picks Royale up from nowhere and nails Genesis!

Josh Harter: Yes! Pin him, Disciple! It’s over!

Disciple pins Royale and without the referee seeing, puts his feet on the ropes, 1..2..3!

Phil Brooks: Hey, wait a minute! That’s unfair, Disciple had his feet on the ropes for leverage!

Josh Harter: A win is a win, Phil.

“Ghetto Gospel” hits the speakers as the referee holds Disciple’s hand high.

Michelle Madison: Here is your winner, the Disci-

From nowhere, two loud CRACKS emanate from the ring. The Disciple crumples to the mat as two chairs smash against both sides of his head – the holders are Skyler Striker and Joe Ragnal. Both have grins on their faces and hi-five each other. The music cuts short as Madison and the ref back out of the ring.

Josh Harter: Unprovoked!

Phil Brooks: The two challengers to Disciple’s title, one will gain the #1 Contendership at Viva La GWC!

Skyler is thrown a mic as Ragnal puts his chair up and uses the Disciple as a footrest.

Skyler Striker: Like I said last week – for those of you who weren’t paying attention, I am taking control of the GWC’s defence. Think of me as the GWC Captain. You should all make an effort to remember that one. In any case, me and Joe here have decided to make an example of any EPW stars who think they have a chance of overturning the GWC. We will stand strong. I don’t care who holds the World Championship. I’ll be more than happy to watch the Disciple lose to Royale at Viva and then defeat him myself – no offense, Ragnal –

Skyler gives a quick smile to Ragnal, who grins back, perfectly content to relax on his chair, feet on Disciple’s chest.

Skyler Striker: -and take his Television Championship. But rest assured, EPW, take note. GWC will not stand idly by and wait for you to take us over piece by piece. I will stand, and we will fight. And we will win. We’re coming, EPW. You just don’t know it yet.

“Fallen Angels” hits the speakers as Skyler drops the mic and lifts the Disciple into the air, delivering a hard Final Revelation to him. Ragnal, meanwhile, exits the ring and grabs both of the Disciple’s belts and brings them into the ring, as well as revealing a black spray paint can. Skyler nods, and Ragnal sprays the letters ‘GWC’ on the Disciple’s chest before draping both belts over Disciple and exiting the ring with Skyler.

Phil Brooks: Striker and Ragnal standing tall for the GWC! We may have a chance after all!

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T-Money and Xavier Cross segment

Xavier sits on a bench in his locker room, he is wearing a pair of black tights, with XC written vertically on the sides. One boot is laced on his right foot, the other boot on the left is up and being laced, a knock at the door comes stiffly as Xavier looks up and towards the door.

Xavier: “Come In…”

The door opens, a familiar African American man walks into the locker room. Xavier stands up to greet him with a hug, the man is T-Money, current GWC World Champ.

Xavier: “What’s going on champ?”

T-Money: “Nuttin much, just checkin on my partner and THUG brother.”

Xavier: “You sure that’s all, not tryin to get the jump on me before Viva La GWC.”

T-Money: “Nah, but that’s something I came to talk to you bout.”

Xavier: “Aight, speak.”

T-Money: “Listen, your one of the top wrestlers in the business, but you gotta say this title means a lot more around my waist, we need to focus on not just keeping this title in GWC, but keeping around my waist, so THUG can stay on top.”

He puts his arm around Xavier’s shoulder.

T-Money: “You got nothing left to prove, just watch my back during the Ultimate X match, and the sky is the limit baby, just think bout it. You’ll get that TV title back in no time, and your stock will grow like nuts, especially since this is what, your first main event at a pay per view, and competing with T-Money, you know what its gon be like.”

Xavier: “Yeah, Yeah, I got your back, tonight….and at Viva La GWC.”

T-Money gently slaps Xavier on the face.

T-Money: “Good man, good man… Get ready for tonight, lets beat some sense into these two chumps.”

T-Money slings the belt over his shoulder and walks out. Xavier wipes his cheek off in a look of disgust as he shakes his head.

[Danny Vice]

Felipe Salarose v. Jamal Carter

(apologies, but we had a big miscommunication and I don't want to hold these any longer)

Salarose and Carter showed off their own styles, as Salarose set the tempo early with technical skills and mat wrestling, before Carter took it high flying with some aerial assault. In the end, a Carter sprinboard attempt was reversed into a vicious uranage by Salarose for the three count win, as CXF goes 2-0 on Assault against The Odd Couple.

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Thunder and Sean Williams v. Triple X and Brian Wolf

Michelle Madison: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Trenton, NJ weighing in at 250 pounds… Triple X!

"And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

The power goes out completely,the arena fills with smoke and flashes of camera light. A platform rises from below the stage and on it is a man, head down and with a hood on covering his face. The prayer finishes and the static hits and with that comes a feeble light upon the man.

"She never looked so good
And I never felt so right"

The light becomes bright upon the man and the man lifts his head and extends his arms outward and starts to tilt his head back...when the screaming starts Tiple X's hood has fallen back and he keeps his head backwards with his arms extended.

"I can see her now
Dancing around her drink in hand
All her baggage in tow
I just want to forget and let go
Of all the joy, the pain
I took your guilt and placed it into me
And now I kiss it goodbye
Our last dance ended fatally"

The words began to hit the PA system and Triple X lifts his head to a normal postion and drops his extended arms while gazing and smirking at the crowd. He begins his descend down the ramp.

"Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
Baby you just died (You just died)
Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
have you ever cried so hard?"

Triple X smirks as he walks cocky down the ramp, stopping just to box at the air and make an "X" with his forearms. He climbs the ring apron and extends his arms again and tilt his head back.

"There she goes again
Another masquerade in false circumstance
She'll f**k you just for the taste
I just wish that I could replace
All the memories of what makes my blood run cold
As your blood runs through me
I say goodbye to what we had"

Triple X raises his head again and and drops his arms to get in the ring. He gets on the ring post and in sign language he spells "cXf" and points to himself.

"Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
Baby you just died (You just died)
Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
have you ever cried so hard?"

Triple X drops from the turnbuckle and hangs on the ropes waiting for his opponent.

Michelle Madison: his partner, from Bournemouth, England, weighing in at 215 pounds…he is making his GWC debut tonight….”The Irresistible Force” Brian Wolf!

The lights go out, with Lone standing on the entrance ramp with his brother Billy at his side. As the first few parts of 'Wait and Bleed' by Slipknot play over the pa system.

I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander out where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...

Goodbye!

On the word goodbye, Lone paces down the ramp with Billy greeting the fans giving them flowers as Lone fixates on the ring, changing into a full run as he slides under the bottom rope, with Billy still pre-occupied.

I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I CAN'T CONTROL MY SHAKES!
How the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong...
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this
Is it a dream or a memory?

Then pyros blow from two of the corners whilst Lone stands in the middle of the ring as he removes his hood, with Billy on the outside as Lone is waiting for his opponent to arrive.

Michelle Madison: And their opponents, first, hailing from Parts Unknown, he weighs in at 190 pounds….”The Lone Wolf” Sean Williams!

"I'm Above" By Mad Season hits the PA system and the "The Lone Wolf" Sean Williams enters from the back. He walks to the ring, not acknowledging the fans. When he gets to the ring, he goes to a corner and begins to stretch.

Michelle Madison: His partner, originally from Pittsburgh, PA; now residing in New York, NY…he weighs in tonight at 230 pounds…he is the former GWC Champion….THUNDER!

"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans.

Josh Harter: This should be a great match, with Thunder and Triple X meeting next week at GWC.

Phil Brooks: Don’t forget, Wolf has called out Sean Williams on the use of the name “Lone Wolf”.

The bell rings, and the 4 men walk to the middle of the ring, and stand eye to eye. Neither side moves, until Thunder and Wolf each go back to their corners, leaving Triple X and Sean Williams standing in the middle. TX has a huge size advantage over Williams, outweighing him by close to 60 pounds.

The two men lock up, and TX overpowers Williams, shoving him to the mat below. Williams bounces right back up and locks up again. Triple X gets him in a side headlock, and hits him with a quick bulldog out of nowhere.

Josh Harter: I don’t think anyone expected a move like that from X.

Phil Brooks: Well, as unorthodox as it was, it worked.

Triple X lifts him up, and hits 3 quick European Uppercuts in succession. He drags Williams over to his corner, and tags in Wolf. Wolf begins to rain down blows on Williams, opening a cut over his left eye. Wolf drags Williams over to the corner, but then walks away, allowing him to tag in Thunder. Wolf stands in the middle of the ring, and taunts the former world champ.

Josh Harter: Wow, look at this bravado from the newcomer.

Phil Brooks: Does he really want to do this?

Thunder steps into the ring, and begins to circle Wolf. Wolf stands in the middle, following Thunder as he makes his way around. The two men lock up, and Thunder quickly spins around to Wolf’s back, and hits him with a quick German suplex. He lifts Wolf up, and nails him with a T-Bone suplex, sending the newcomer crashing to the mat below.

Phil Brooks: See that is why Thunder is one of the best GWC has to offer.

Josh Harter: I think Wolf bit off more than he can chew.

Thunder makes the tag to Williams, climbs to the top rope. He goes for a frog splash, but Wolf rolls out of the way, making the tag to Triple X. X immediately rushes at Williams, delivering a swift kick to the ribs. X and Wolf begin double teaming Williams, causing Thunder to hop back in the ring, and all four men start to brawl.

Phil Brooks: It is complete pandemonium inside that ring.

Josh Harter: The ref needs to restore order quickly.

Suddenly, Wolf and Thunder go crashing to the outside. Out of nowhere, Kid Alpha rushes down to the ring, and hands Wolf a pair of handcuffs. Wolf cuffs Thunder to the ring post, leaving him helpless. He slides back in the ring, and motions to Triple X to back off. He lifts Williams up, and sends him crashing to the mat with a vicious powerbomb. He locks his hands, and lifts Williams back up, and delivers a second powerbomb. He goes for the pin, but is stopped by Triple X. Wolf backs up, and Triple X locks in the cattle mutilation.

Phil Brooks: Oh no, X has the Kist of Death locked in.

Josh Harter: There is nothing Thunder can do about it now.

As the blood pours out of Williams face, he has no choice but to tap. The ref calls for the bell, but Triple X refuses to break the hold. Finally, he lets go, but not before pointing to Thunder, with a smile on his face.

Phil Brooks: Looks like X was sending a message to Thunder.

Josh Harter: Viva La GWC is going to be one hell of a night.

Michelle Madison: Here are your winners…Brian Wolf and Triple X!

[Danny Vice]

Danny Vice segment

The cameras cut to backstage where Danny Vice is seated in his office. He winces as he stands up and clutches his back in pain. Tim Ryan is there to help the Commissioner to his feet.

Tim Ryan: Mr. Vice, you’ve invited me here because you had something very important to say. Please, let us all know what is going through that mind of yours after Drake Kencedro attacked you last week and betrayed the Global Wrestling Coalition and it’s fans.

Danny Vice: To tell you the truth Tim, I’m still stunned by it. I never thought Drake had it in him, or what Nikki did to get him over to the other side. He is a former commissioner of this company, and I thought he loved it the same way I did, I guess I was wrong.

Tim Ryan: And how are you feeling today after that attack?

Danny Vice: My back is definitely sore from whatever that submission hold he threw me in, but I’ll be fine and prepared for Viva La GWC. The title could not be more fitting, because for the very first time I feel like this place might be on life support. The Ultimate X match may very will be the place where the GWC lives…or dies.

Tim Ryan: Anything special planned for Viva La GWC?

Danny Vice: Have I let you down before Tim? The beautiful ladies of Dead or Alive, Thrice, Rob & Big, Hef’s girls. We’ve had a lot of famous faces at GWC Pay-Per-Views, and you can bet more is in store for this one.

Tim Ryan: Want to hint at anything specific?

Danny Vice: To tell you the truth…

Danny stops mid-sentence as the frame grows wider. Nikki Venus suddenly is visible in the frame as a mixed crowd is heard. Week by week, more people begin to cheer the EPW.

Nikki Venus: Big surprises huh Dan? Nothing like the one I had for everyone last month though I am sure.

Tim Ryan: Now hold on here Ms. Venus. This is time for just Mr. Vice and I to discuss…

Nikki shoves Tim aside and grabs the microphone.

Nikki Venus: So you want to make Viva La GWC special you say? Well I have an idea. You yourself said this place is very well on life support, well let’s say we raise the stakes. At Ultimate X, if a member of the EPW wins, I take over COMPLETE control of the Global Wrestling Coalition.

The crowd booes.

Nikki Venus: And if by some act of God one of your pathetic wrestlers win, then you can have full control back again.

The crowd cheers. Funny how that works.

Danny Vice: Well, let’s not forget about Yukio. The man clearly hasn’t decided which side he’s taking yet, what do you think if he wins?

Nikki Venus: Let’s make it interesting. If he wins, he can decide who he wants to run this place. Force him to decide, once and for all.

Phil Brooks: WOW!

Josh Harter: Talk about raising the stakes!

Danny Vice: Sounds great, you’re on Nikki. Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to watch the GWC kick your asses tonight…alone.

Nikki smiles as she walks out of the office, leaving Tim and Danny alone.

Josh Harter: This is intense. Danny Vice has agreed to a stipulation which now means that only 40% of the Main Event at Viva La GWC will guarantee control over his own company!

Phil Brooks: The face of the GWC could change forever, next week.

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T-Money and Xavier Cross v. Crimson Pfeiffer and Drake Kencedro

Josh: “They’re have been a lot of unusual teams tonight.”

Phil: “But now it boils down to two men from each major faction in GWC.”

Josh: “Yeah, EPW’s own Crimson Pfeiffer and the traitor “The Cancer” Drake Kencedro team up to take on GWC’s own T.H.U.G.”

Phil: “But you can imagine, tensions are high after the HUGE announcement of the final two wrestlers in the Ultimate X match.”

Josh: “Yeah Phil, I can only imagine what going through T-Money’s mind, the odds he’ll come out the champion are slim to none, especially in this unique match.”

Phil: “That’s true, but lets get to the main event, and here comes…wait, its T-Money, I wonder why him and Xavier aren’t coming out together.”

Josh: “Simple, they’re feeling stressed and they got to work together tonight, and at Viva La GWC in order for us to keep our title.”

Michelle Madison: “Hailing from Orlando Florida, he is the Leader of The Highly Untouchable Gangsters, and current GWC World Champion, standing at 6’2 and weighing in at 183 pounds, here is T-Money!”

The house lights fade to black as two sets of squad car lights pierce the darkness. The sound of a police siren and a few gun shots fill the air. "We Fly High" by Jim Jones begins to boom through the PA while smoke fills the entryway. T-Money appears as a silhouette in the midst of it. From the stage, six shots of pyro are shot out above the crowd. T-Money steps through the smoke to a vast amount of boos and heads down the ramp. Bare chested and clad in baggy jeans and Timberland boots, he slowly strolls to the ring. T-Money climbs the ring steps and stops for a moment to pose for the crowd. T-Money turns back to the ring, climbs through the ropes, and poses once again. His theme music fades out.

Phil: “I might not agree with some of the stuff T-Money has done in the past, but he’s our champ, and I personally support him.”

Josh: “Bandwagon Phil Brooks”

Phil: “Looks like you’ve been tryin to hop in the Nikki Venus bandwagon, that’s just gonna take you to itchy Ville.”

Josh: “Nikki Venus is a SAINT!”

Phil: “Here comes T-Money’s partner, and former TV champ, he is also one of the five superstars who will meet at Viva La GWC to fight in one of the most innovative and brutal matches in wrestling history.”

Josh: “Xavier is tall, but the kid loves to fly. So being in the air is no stranger to him, but he needs to be focused on this match, he his mind is on the X we can say he’s gonna ‘crank’ out a loss tonight.”

Phil: “Did you just make a drug joke??…”

Michelle Madison: “Here comes his partner, standing at 6’3 and weighing 230lbs, he hails from Atlanta, Georgia. Here is……..Xavier Cross!”

An explosion rocks the arena, coming from the top of the stage. The sound of rain drops is then heard followed by Lil Wayne’s voice, “Yeah, I’m in this business of terror, gotta handful a stacks bettah grabba unbrella I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes I make rain, I make it rain on them hoes.” smoke comes across the entrance as Xavier stands at the top, sporting a black bandana, and a Black-Red Portland Jersey with the number 52 and ODEN written on the back. Sporting a pair of rip away pants and wrestling boots he makes his way down the rap holding his arms out, high five’s fly to fans with their arms outstretched. He stands at the bottom of the rap and gives T-Money a thumbs up. Xavier makes his way slowly towards the ring, then his motions turn into a sprint, then a leap onto the apron. He grabs onto the ropes and sling shots himself into the ring landing on his feet. He wanders over the corner T-Money is standing towards and climbs the turnbuckle, raising his arm to the fans. Leaping back down the two THUG members talk strategy, Xavier takes his Jersey off and throws it into the crowd, followed by removing his rip away pants, he’s weight black tights with X C written on the hips in red.

Phil: “And here comes one half of the opposite tag team.”

Josh: “Crimson, I love watching him the guy is full of fire and he uses that fire in everything he does.”

Phil: “This marks the first time Xavier and T-Money have ever teamed up as well, so we might be in for some surprises.”

Josh: “They’re probably a reason for that, because throughout T.H.U.G. both of these guys have been chasing singles gold, and the leap between tag team and singles matches are a very difficult thing, because you gotta have someone else’s back, you can’t just watch your own.”

Phil: “Though with two multi time singles champs, these guys can watch their own back and be fine.”

Josh: “But their also gonna be fighting with “the Cancer” Drake Kencedro, and Crimson Pfeiffer, two EPW guys who are willing to do anything to win.”

Michelle Madison: “Standing at 6’1 and weighing in at 225lbs hailing from Aberdeen, Scotland, here is…………Crimson Pfeiffer!”

The entire arena is filled with the sound of strumming bagpipes, a fast melody is played with a dozen of bagpipes. The ring and ramp are being lit up by dark and light red lights. The screen's first image is displayed as a red celtic looking:

CRIMSON PFEIFFER

Pfeiffer storms out of the stage, the crowd immediately starts going nuts. Flashes of camera lights are flickering in the dark rafters. Pfeiffer's energy is felt throughout the entire arena. He throws his arms in the air and starts doing circles down the ramp, pyros and fireworks start going off in a planned fashion.

Pfeiffer rolls into the ring and jumps on the closest turnbuckle and throws his arms up and his hands into the devil sign. He seems to be yelling at the crowd but not angry like, more just to expel energy at the crowd. He jumps back down and starts to march about the ring until his opponent is ready.

Josh: Its like throwing Gasoline into the fire, all these men will be opponents in a matter of a week, but now they have to work together in order to beat each other. Amazing I say.”

Phil: “Were definitely in for a hell of a match.”

Josh: “Here comes, the “Cancer” of GWC, this guy went from General manager of Mayhem/Massacre, then became a singles competitor, and now, he is a EPW wrestler in the Ultimate X match.”

Phil: “And here he comes…”

Michelle Madison: “Standing at 6’3, and weighing in at 239lbs, he hails from Sydney, Australia here is “The Cancer” Drake Kencedro!

The arena filled with thousands of fans draw to a silence. Stitches by Haste The Day begins to pick up over the speaker system, as the lighting all flows to the entrance area. The curtains brush aside, a thin layer of smoke floods from the backstage to the open area. Drake Kencedro emerges from backstage, as he slowly walks down the isle. Following behind him is DW Wright, as he sports a towel over his neck. Wright seems to be firing Kencedro up, as the duo make it to the bottom of the ramp. Wright slaps Kencedro on the chest, as he makes his way to Kencedro's corner. The fans are booing towards The Cancer, as Kencedro slides underneath the bottom rope and returns to his feet.

Josh: Here we go…

Phil: Hope these fans are ready…

T-Money steps to the outside, the same with Crimson. Drake steps towards the middle, Xavier rolls his wrist as he steps to meet him. The two engaged in a stare down as referee Mike Phillips steps in between and calls for the match bell to start it off. Xavier moves towards the ropes, scouting Drake, Drake moves to the middle and gives a smug look. Xavier motions towards the middle of the ring as the two men engaged in a stare down, standing at the same height, and almost the same weight. Drake pushes Xavier, Xavier pushes back. These two men aren’t giving an inch. Drake pulls back to swing, but slows down his punch and gives Xavier a good poke to the eye. Xavier holds his eye as he stumbles back into the ropes. Drake gloats about what he has just done, Xavier, in anger, starts to run at Drake. Drake looks back at the last second, as Xavier spears Drake down to the ground and starts pounding a few hard rights onto Drake’s forehead. Mike Phillips starts counting, “1.…2.…3.…4” Xavier puts both of his hands up as he slowly stands up, as he returns to his base he sends a hard kick down to Drake’s mid section. Xavier grabs Drake by the hair, slowly pulling Drake up to a vertical base, Drake, using some energy does and eye rake, again sending Xavier back to the ropes. Drake then walks towards the corner and tags in Crimson. Who slowly makes his way into the ring, Xavier, his hand now moved away from his eyes looks at his new opponent. The two look at each other for a moment before trading punches, both men making sure that the other gets one more punch in. Xavier ducks Crimson’s last punch and gets behind him, sending a knee to the back he bends Crimson backwards and sets him up for an inverted DDT, but Crimson has other plans sending two stiff punches to Xavier’s rip cage, he spins himself around and hits Xavier with a Northern Lights Suplex, not able to bridge up and get the pin, Crimson gets back on his feet, and applies and single leg Boston crab.

T-Money looks at Xavier, Xavier shakes his head, not wanting T-Money to break it yet. Xavier pushes himself up with his hands and tries to crawl to the ropes, Crimson realizing what Xavier is trying to do, sits down on Xavier’s back, pulling his leg out further. Xavier bites his lip, drawing a bit of blood as he pushes himself and Crimson up and does a front roll sending Crimson out of the ring and Xavier lays flat on the mat trying to regain some strength. T-Money outstretches his hand as Drake looks around trying to see what Crimson is doing. The Ref, Mike Phillips, starts the 10-count… “1.…….”

Crimson gets on one knee, holding his head. Xavier slowly stands up, leaning against the ropes he looks a bit dizzy. Crimson is back on both feet as he slowly walks up the steps. “2.……..” Xavier is on one knee as Crimson stands on the apron, slowly going through the second rope. Xavier grabs onto the ropes and leaps to his feet. Crimson goes for a clothesline seeing Xavier up. But Xavier ducks it, and gets behind Crimson pushing him towards Drake, Xavier makes a desperate leap and tags in T-Money. T-Money and Drake enter the match at the same time. T-Money sends punches that make their mark, after three hits, the third punch dazes Drake, as T-Money knocks his down with a clothesline. Crimson, seeing his legal partner now in trouble gets into the ring but is caught with a clothesline. Xavier slowly climbs the top rope, holding his hands out. T-Money gets Drake in a full nelson. Lifting him up off his feet, he angles Drake. Xavier leaps from the top, doing a side kick to the chest of Drake, T-Money uses the moment to do a dragon suplex. Xavier turns his back to taunt to the fans, Crimson hit’s a drop kick sending Xavier head over the ropes. Crimson then breaks up the pin attempt. But Xavier his holding onto the top rope.

Josh: “He’s gonna do it.”

Phil: “He’s gonna skin the cat…”

Xavier pull himself up and over standing behind Crimson he pokes him on the shoulder sending a straight right. But Crimson ducks and spears him into the corner. Getting ontop of the second rope Crimson starts sending down fists.

Meanwhile T-Money and Drake are having back to back action. T-Money has Drake in a headlock, Drake pushes himself out of it. T-money bounces off the ropes, Drake jumps over him, T-Money bounces off the ropes again, Drake drops the ground, T-Money jumps over him. Drake pops up, and they both catch each other with a clothesline. Xavier is taking rights and lefts directly from Crimson, Mike Phillips is trying to break it up, and get both men to their respective corners. Xavier ducks under Crimsons legs and hopes to the top rope, doing a release super germen suplex. Both men hit the mat with impact, as they slowly roll out of the ring.

T-Money is on his knees as Drake is on his feet. Bouncing off the ropes Drake sends a direct drop kick to T-Money putting him on his back. Drake then grabs T-Money’s leg and goes for the pin. Mike Phillips drops down, “1.……2.…..” T-Money kicks out barely at 2. Drake sits up, not too frustrated picks T-Money up, T sends rights into Drake’s midsection, as they two are both at a vertical base T-Money sends his knee up, catching Drake in the stomach and sets up for a suplex. But Drake puts his leg out to block T-Money from lifting him. Drake then goes for a suplex of his own.

T-Money then sends another knee up, knocking the wind out of Drake, T-Money then performs a quick suplex putting both men on their backs. Crimson makes his way back to his corner, Xavier is holding his knee, as he tries to return to a vertical base. The two partners make their way back to their corners holding their arms out. T-Money is returning to his feet as he starts to stagger over to Xavier, Drake is crawling over to Crimson. All four men are tired, and so far beaten. T-Money drops forward and gets the tag. Xavier hops over the ropes as Drake tags in Crimson. Crimson runs towards Xavier, who rolls out of the way and runs towards the ropes, bouncing off he gets Crimson in a bull dog. Drake who is holding onto the outside of the ropes regaining his composer doesn’t stay their long, Xavier runs and springboards off the ropes and nails Drake right off the apron. DW Wright then runs over trying to help Drake up, Xavier uses the ropes as momentum and does a baseball slide drop kick, knocking DW over.

Xavier stands in the middle of the ring as he lets the slowly staggering Crimson get up. But Xavier, taunts towards the fans, Crimsons uses this advantage to bounce off the ropes and does a running STO. Xavier rolls around holding the back of his head as Crimson stands up again. Lays a elbow drop on Xavier, and then gets back to a vertical base. Grabbing Xavier by the hair, picking him up and Irish whips him into the corner. Crimson jumps about two feet in front of Xavier and comes up with a big splash. Xavier takes two steps out of the corner before falling down. T-Money and Drake return to their respective corners, T-Money reaching for a tag as Crimson starts laying the boots into the side of Xavier. Xavier finally catches one boot and trips Crimson onto his stomach. Xavier than rolls himself towards the ropes and pulls himself up. Crimson is back on his feet, he goes to send a big right fist, Xavier ducks and rolls out of the way. Xavier then grabs Crimson, spins him around and irish whips him into the corner. Crimson falls into the corner is and caught by a big fight from T-Money. Xavier throws his hands up getting the crowd on their fet as he runs towards Crimson, literally running up Crimson’s chest, and the last foot pushing him into the turnbuckle to bounce him out. Xavier flips into the air and nails a super kick.

Josh: Was that a tiger mask?

Phil: Xavier might have turned this match around…

Josh: There’s the tag

T-Money is now in, laying in kicks to Crimson, the ref finally pulls T-Money away. Xavier drops to the floor taking Crimson’s legs and pulling him, crotch first into the turn buckle, the fans almost turn around at the same time with a “ouch” sound. Xavier hops back on the apron as T-Money pulls Crimson up, but Crimson nails and eye poke and pushes T-Money back, followed by a running high knee strike. Crimson then jumps and gets the tag into Drake, who jumps immediately to the top rope, as T-Money staggers up, that last shot rattling his thoughts a bit.

As T-Money returns to a staggering base as Xavier shouts “DUCK!” T-Money only hears a weird noise as Kencedro is in the air, nailing T-Money with a huge missile drop kick to the back of T-Money sending him forward and over the ropes on the apron. Xavier winces it a bit seeing the impact. Drake is on his hands and knees on the mat, licking his lips. Drake goes to spear T-Money but he rolls out of the way, Drake slams into the turnbuckle shoulder first. Xavier grabs Drake by the head and drops off the apron, having Drake’s throat slammed into the tope rope. Drake staggers around to catch a clothesline from T-Money.

T-Money starts to pick up Drake, but Drake finds a nice poke to the eye, he then Irish Whips T-Money into his corner and does a big splash, tagging in Crimson the two start to go to work. Xavier steps in but the ref stops him, allowing Drake and Crimson to get more shots in. Drake finally leaves the ring to the apron as Crimson gets T-Money into the middle of the ring. The two lock up, T-Money pushes his arms up knocking away the lock up as the men start exchanging punches. Crimson swings one wild swing which T-Money ducks, and Crimson connects with the referee.

Phil: Oh no! Ref bump! Chaos ensuing!

Crimson turns around and is crushed by the Money Maker from T-Money. Drake hits the ring and connects with a perfect Dragon Suplex on T-Money. As Kencedro begins to walk over to apply Diary of the Deceased, Xavier Cross comes flying off the turnbuckle and hits a hurricarana that launches Kencedro through the ropes to the outside of the ring.

Josh: What a move by Cross. Incredible execution. Kencedro didn’t even know what just hit him.

Phil: Well he’d better look out now!

Kencedro is slow to his feet when CRACK! A Singapore cane drills him over the head, held in the hands of Yukio Blaze. Blaze gives him another shot for good measure before sliding into the ring and delivering shots to the other three participants.

Phil: The crowd here is going crazy! Whose side is he on!?!?

Josh: Yukio Blaze looks out for one man, and one man alone. And that is Yukio Blaze.

Phil: Well everyone is laid out and now security is heading down to the ring!

Josh: No one can continue after those shots. These guys would rather save themselves for Ultimate X than take another cane shot.

The cameras zoom in on Yukio Blaze swinging the cane wildly to keep security out of the ring, with his four competitors in Ultimate X still laid out in the ring.

Phil: We’ll see you next week at Viva La GWC! Goodnight!

[Zak Warner]

damn, i got fucked up..


Joe, Skyler....I'm comin for ya...


nice job to all

[The Stargazer]

Interesting, thought I'd pull out a win here...oh well

[Danny Vice]

no comments on Danny Vice being possibly replaced?

[Jamal Carter]

I do.

A) Cross, Money and Blaze uh...don't f**k up.

B) Um....Danny not da boss is just weird.

C) I find Danny WAY more attractive than Nikki Venus, or Christy Hemme for that matter, so you can't not be my boss. *waits for the idiotic gay joke*

[Xavier Cross]

Well Danny-Boy, that aint happen, cuz once again, GWC gold will have the privilage to be wrapped around my, Xavier Cross's waist.

[Skyler Striker]

Dude, even if the EPW faction wins the main event, I'm STILL heading up the resistance.

GWC 4 Life.

[Joe Ragnal/Chrysta]

<-boned @ VLGWC

[Xavier Cross]

Hahaha, -gay joke- you dont have to wait for VLGWC Joe, Jamal will bone you right now..

bada bum

-cricket chrips-

[Danny Vice]

the worst part is i'd have to be Nikki Venus on here all the time

[The Stargazer]

admin said:

the worst part is i'd have to be Nikki Venus on here all the time

I don't find anything bad about that. lol