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The opening riffs of Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit play. With the first notes of the guitar, an image of a hammer appears over the SWA logo, which is also on the screen. When the notes play a second time, another hammer appears over the Aggression logo. Then, when the song begins, on the first drum beat, both hammers come down, shattering both logos into pieces. These fade almost instantly into a huge banner that reads “AGGRESSION” in large, colorful letters. This too flickers away, and we see images of SWA superstars performing incredible feats. We see matches both gruesome and intense, and a whole lot of red as blood seems to be everywhere. Soon there is only the blood, and it again forms the word Aggression. The music continues playing as we fade into the arena, where pyros are exploding, and the crowd is cheering, their bloodlust ignited by the intro they just saw. Many of them are on their feet, holding up their arms and signs and screaming as loud as they can. We make a few passes over them and then come to rest on Jerry and Katie Williams at the announce position. Jerry: Once again, it's time for the Je... Katie: Aggression! I'm Katie Williams, as you all know, and the loser next to me is Jerry Sheppard. Jerry: Hey, why'd you cut me off? I wasn't gonna say... Katie: You were gonna call it the Jerry show again. Jerry: Well... Maybe I was. See, I like speaking the truth. Katie: Ha! You haven't spoken the truth since you cussed out Onyx, and that was a long, long time ago. Jerry: That's not true! Katie: It is. Now then, we have a great card on tap. We're gonna see some tag team action, we'll see a match based on a rivalry as Seth Blitzer takes on Brad Jackson, and we're gonna see another confrontation in a well-established rivalry as Izzy Omega and Brandon Cole go at it once again. Jerry: And there are a few other matches, too. LIke... Suddenly, Stephanie Frost's entrance music begins to play as she makes her way down to the ring. Jerry: Oh my god, not a woman. Especially one that cuts me off just like you. Katie: Wow look at that, Jerry yes it is a woman, I guess you haven't seen those before have you Jerry? Oh hang on a minute how can you hate them if you have not seen them? Get over your-self Jerry. Jerry: Come on Katie it's Stephanie Frost. After she climbs into the ring she snatches the microphone from Tim Marshal. Stephanie: Ok So Ventor you prick this message is for you. I am challenging you for your title. Yes this little girl in this ring is challenging you to put your title on the line against her. Do you think you can handle that? People always say what is Stephanie going to do? well to all of those pricks and bitches there you go. She pauses. Jerry: Oh look she is thinking of something to say. Katie: Yeah Jerry unlike you at least she does think before opening her mouth. Stephanie: So I don't want any number one contendership matches I want the title match. Oh and Ventor you bastard you can kiss that belt good bye. She throws down the mic, and heads back to the back as her music plays. Katie: A challenge by Stephanie Frost now we have to weight to see what the response is. Jerry: If he is smart he will refuse. Katie: Yeah that would really be smart Jerry. I am glad you are thinking about things. Let's just get to our first match. We're gonna start off the night with Tag Team action, as the team of Devi and McGoldrick take on Markus Miller and Damien Stivers. Jerry: I hate these crazy team matches. They never work out like you plan. Katie: Given your history, I'd say nothing works out like you plan, eh Jerry? Tim, go ahead and start us off. ( Markus & Damien Stivers vs. Devi & McGoldrick ) Tim Marshal: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Take You Down by Egypt Central begins to blast over the PA as Markus and Damien make their way to the ring. Tim Marshal: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 439 pounds, Markus Miller and Damien Stivers! Jerry: Look at these two. This doesn't work. Katie: You honestly don't know that until you see them compete. Jerry: NO, I just know. Markus and Damien play up to the crowd a bit before stepping up onto the apron and awaiting their opponents. Their music fades out and Wolfbiker begins to blare over the speakers as McGoldrick and Devi step out and walk down the ramp. Tim Marshal: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined 337 pounds, McGoldrick and Devi! Jerry: Ya know what? Scrap that. These two are even weirder looking together. Katie: It doesn't matter, Jerry. As long as they can work as a team... Jerry: This match is gonna explode. I can see it now. McGoldrick and Devi step up onto the apron as one, facing down their opponents. The two teams begin deciding who will get into the ring first. McGoldrick and Devi part, and Devi slides neatly under the ropes and into her corner. Markus pulls a coin from his pocket, flips it in the air, catches it and shows Damien the result. Damien then steps between the middle and top rope and gets in the ring. Katie: Alright. Tag team action, right here, right now. Jerry: Woe, Katie. Not right now. We're in a public place. Besides, I hate women, remember? Katie: You... The bell rings and immediately Devi leaps forward, springing into the air and spinning a complete 360, whipping her leg down in a brutal aerial axe kick that smacks into the top of Damien's head an drops him flat to the mat. She twists and attempts to land on him, but Damien, showing surprising resistance to the moves, rolls out of the way and leaves Devi to crash down to the mat face first. She lays there, caught completely by surprise. Katie: Wow! And this match starts off big, great aerial skill shown there by Devi. Jerry: Not so great. It got countered. Katie: So what? It was still a good move. Damien scoops Devi up, lifts her above his head and goes for a neat backdrop, Devi hitting the mat on her head and falling to one side. Katie: A brutal backdrop by Damien! Damien turns, lifts the still stunned Devi into the air again and powerbombs her flat on her back to the mat. He then hooks the leg and covers. Jerry: Damien with a successive combination of moves there, and he's going for the pin... Katie: Wow, Jerry. I didn't know you knew words that big. Jerry: Hey, shut up. I really can do this job... sometimes. One! Two! Thr - Kickout! Katie: Amazing! She still managed to kick out, even after all that! Jerry: Of course! She's a woman! And just when you think a woman's done with you, they come back to beat on you a little more. Katie: Oh please. Not again. Devi quickly moves back away from Damien, reaching for the tag as she goes. Damien follows her, diving for the leg, and catches her around the knees just as she slaps hands with McGoldrick. Devi is falling toward the mat when McGoldrick suddenly springs up onto the second rope, then up to the top rope. He leaps high in the air, flipping as he comes down and planting both feet in the middle of Damien's back, causing him to release Devi and hold his back in pain. Devi manages to squirm under the ropes as McGoldrick somersaults forward off Damien's back, managing to deliver a heel strike to the back of Damien's head as he lands on his hands and springs up, spinning easily to his feet. Damien falls forward on his face near the ropes and doesn't move. Jerry: Wooow! McGoldrick's going all Matrix up in here. Katie: Uh, that's one way to look at it I guess. Pretty nice moves though. Damien starts to gather himself and is attempting to get to his feet when suddenly McGoldrick grabs his legs and drags him to the center of the ring. Katie: Looks like McGoldrick's got something planned here, McGoldrick crouches near Damien, who is still attempting to get to his feet, and grabs both his arms, hooking them both neatly into a double chickenwing. Suddenly, McGoldrick rolls forward over Damien's head and arches his back as he lands, planting his feet and bridging to greatly increase the pressure of the hold. Jerry: Whoa! McGoldrick showing his flexibility here with a bridging double chickenwing. Damien's gotta be hurting from that one. Katie: Just look at his face ... that's gotta be painful. Damien grits his teeth, trying not to scream out in pain as the intense hold viciously stretches his shoulders and compresses his upper back. Using all his willpower, Damien manages to push himself forward slightly, alleviating the pressure a bit. He gets his legs under him just enough to lift himself up and tuck his head, then he rolls forward, releasing McGoldrick's hold and planting his boots in McGoldrick's lower stomach. McGoldrick's arched back straightens and he slams flat to the mat, then doubles up as Damien gets to his feet, turns, runs forward and smacks hands with Markus, then slides beneath the ropes. Katie: A rather nice counter there by Damien! Surprisingly acrobatic for him, but you do what you must to get out of a hold like that. Jerry: Or you just tap. Depends on the person. Guess Damien's a pretty tough person. Sort of. Markus climbs into the ring and immediately charges McGoldrick, who is just getting to his feet. He quickly sidesteps and spins, ending up behind McGoldrick and grabbing him around the waste, then falling backwards, arching into a fierce German Suplex. McGoldrick hits the mat hard and Markus keeps the pin locked in. Katie: Markus immediately going for the pin attempt! One! Two - Kickout! Mcgoldrick manages to squirm to one side, pulling a shoulder from the mat. He then slams both his palms into pressure points on Markus's arms, forcing him to release the lock as his arms briefly go numb. McGoldrick rolls backward, coming neatly to his feet and lashing out with a quick snap kick at Markus's head. Markus narrowly manages to evade by rolling to one side and coming to his feet. He charges McGoldrick again and McGoldrick sidesteps, throwing out an arm for a clothesline. Markus keeps his forward momentum going, snapping a hand around one of McGoldrick's wrists and pulling him in to deliver a neat lariat to the man. Unfortunately his weakened arm gives way as he attempts to swing McGoldrick to the mat and McGoldrick manages to twist in the air like a cat and land in a crouch while Markus stumbles forward, face first into the turnbuckle. Jerry: Ouch. well, that didn't work. Katie: Hey, he might still be able to work himself out of this situation. Jerry: I dunno. Markus turns around, looking surprisingly clear-headed, right into a straight jab from McGoldrick which pops him in the nose and busts him open. Markus retaliates with two quick jabs of his own, one of which McGoldrick deflects, but the other penetrates his defenses and lands squarely on his jaw. Jerry: McGoldrick slips a jab in there for good measure. Looks like he's trying to addle Markus's brain. Katie: I don't think it's working too well for him. Markus steps forward and feints with a jab of his own. McGoldrick doesn't move, so Markus whips a European Uppercut into his jaw. McGoldrick's head snaps back, his reflexes not quite enough to defend against the blow completely, and Markus is about to capitalize when suddenly both opponents seem to realize how close to the ropes they are. A hand flashes out of nowhere, slapping McGoldrick's and making the tag. McGoldrick grits his teeth in anger as if he doesn't want to get out of the ring, but he slides backward between the ropes as Devi leaps them in an easy bound, snapping a kick off at Markus's head, which connects. Markus staggers backward as the girl lands, only to watch her spring forward into the air again, flipping in the air and attempting to bring both feet down on top of Markus's head this time. Markus sidesteps, slapping her legs aside and destroying her balance, causing her to crash to the mat. This time Devi snaps easily to her feet, however. Katie: And Devi takes another dive! Jerry: Surprising for a woman to take a dive. Devi suddenly lunges forward, causing Markus to drop low to counter the expected hold. She draws back and unleashes a fierce kick that snaps Markus's head back and sends him staggering into the corner, far from his tag partner. Katie: Brutal kick there by Devi and ... wait, what's this? Devi rushes forward, snapping her arms around Markus's head and bringing her knees up to lock on either side of his hips. She then shifts backward, pulling Markus off balance and falling toward the mat. At the last second she pushes up with her legs, slinging Markus up and over her head, causing him to flip and land flat on his back with a thud, nearly across the ring. Katie: Devi with an impressive monkey flip there! Markus may have trouble getting up after that... Never mind. Jerry: Oooo. You just pulled a common woman move. Spoke before you really thought. Katie: Hey, that's just rude. What exactly have I done to you? Jerry: I'm... I'm just sayin... Markus climbs to his feet, face locked in a grim expression. He charges Devi just as she regains her vertical base, scoops her into the air and presses her high above his head. Katie: He's not going to ... he is! Markus slams her hard to the mat with a perfectly executed Military Press. He starts to fall forward when suddenly Devi spins on the mat, launching both feet into his stomach with a vicious kick that sends him staggering all the way back to the ropes. Devi struggles to her feet and both wrestlers tag at the same time, their respective partners itching to get back in the ring. Jerry: Another tag? Good lord, will this ever end? Katie: It's action like this that our fans came to see. Not the action you were trying to get earlier. Jerry: Hey! I was not! That was you! And girl, you must be desperate to just flat out say it like that. Katie: I'm sensing some internal role reversal here. Damien charges and McGoldrick sidesteps, lashing out with a kick at Stivers's knee. Damien turns, pulling his leg away from the kick and stepping forward, snapping a knee up into McGoldrick's gut. McGoldrick winces, but begins exchanging lefts and rights with Damien nonetheless. Katie: A clinch. And it looks like despite damien's 20 pound weight advantage, McGoldrick is beating him back. Jerry: You women and your weight obsession. Damien suddenly sidesteps and runs forward, arm extended. His clothesline catches McGoldrick in the throat, throwing him to the mat hard near the ropes. He rushes forward, grabs McGoldrick and hauls him to his feet, wrapping his arm around McGoldrick's head an applying a front facelock. He then lifts McGoldrick into the air and prepares to fall backward, but just as he is doing so Devi's hand shoots through the ropes from the side and she slams a knifehand into Damien's kidney. Damien grunts in pain, then screams as she delivers a second knifehand, his backward momentum making the strikes even more potent and causing him to land wrong as he falls. He slams to the ground, flat on his back, smashing McGoldrick's head into the mat as well and leaving both men stunned. Katie: Devi using cheap tactics here to mess up Damien's finisher, the Truth Reality. Jerry: And what a surprise, it worked. Looks like the ref is starting a 10 count, One! Two! Three! Katie: Neither man is moving. Though I can't say I blame them, this has been a brutal match so far and both have to be pretty out of it. Jerry: Woops. Spoke too soon again. Four! Five! Six! Damien suddenly scoots forward, still on his back, and manages to drop an arm across McGoldrick's chest. Katie: Damien with the pin attempt! Can McGoldrick recover from that brainbuster in time! Jerry: He still looks pretty well dazed... One! Two! Three! The bell rings, and Damien's music plays. Tim Marshal: Here are your winners, Damien Stivers and Markus Miller! Jerry: Finally. Katie: What a fantastic opening match. Great teamwork, great moves, and a close, close victory by Damien and Miller. Jerry: Wow. Today must be opposite day. Katie: Oh come on. You were enjoying it. You started actually commentating. Jerry: OK, some of it was cool. Some of it. All four participants are on their feet now, leaving the ring in separate directions. Katie: whatever. We're gonna take our first break. Evan Montez takes on Persephone Waters Next. The scene opens up to a rather large boy with short ginger hair sat in a messy room. There is mess all over the room. Comic books litter the desk, empty packets of food and drinks cans are littering the entire room. He leans back in the chair he is sitting in and it creaks under his weight. He takes two cookies and puts one of them in his mouth whole. He begins to speak, crumbs fall out of his mouth as he does so. Boy: You know I love being Lazy. I hate getting up and doing all of that exercise stuff. I hate having to get up and grab my next can of drink. More crumbs fall out as he grins widely. He has a few missing teeth that show when he smiles. Boy: Yes now all of my problems have been solved. He picks up a pretty thick black cylinder. on the end of it is a silver claw. He holds it up and waves it around a little. His belly shakes when he does this. Boy: Yes this is the reach around and I love it. You just press this little red button here and aim it. He aims it towards a shelf and presses the button the claw makes its way towards where he aimed. It is attached to a rubbery black arm which is now coming out of the cylinder. It reaches the can of drink that is on the shelf but knocks over a plastic cup as it connects with the can. The claw grips the can and the boy releases the button and the arm begins to move back towards him. It eventually reaches him and now the claw is back on the end of the cylinder. He takes the can off the claw and opens it. He takes a long drink from it and smiles once again. Boy: The reach around can also go round corners and I love it. He presses the button again and it begins to extend once again. He turns a dial and it goes round one of the corners of his bedroom and reaches the light switch. He uses the claw to turn off the light. He then with his free arm turns on his lamp which is situated just next to him. As he does this though the reach around falls out of his hand and to the floor. The boy looks sickened by this and he shakes his head hard. Boy: Mom I need my reach around, I dropped it. His mum enters the room as the scene fades to black and now all we see is some text. Never be without your reach around. Jerry: We're back live on Aggression, and we've got another Montez match. Katie: It is true that Montez hasn't been doing all that well of late, but there's always time for change. Tonight, he takes on Persephone Waters, a woman who got pretty far in that Metal Mayhem match back at Fallout. Jerry: She used a combination of womanly luck, and conniving. Katie: Or perhaps she used actual wrestling skill. Jerry: Perhaps, but the former seems more likely to me. Katie: It would. Tim, get us goin here. ( Evan Montez vs. Persephone Waters- Extreme Rules Match ) Tim Marshal: The following contest is under Xtreme Rules and is set for one fall. The Mexican flag drapes over the entrance area as he moves it to the side when he comes out with strobe lights go out in green, white, and red to match the Mexican national flag. Tim Marshal: Introducing first…from Mexico City, Mexico, weighing 197 lbs…Evan Montez! When he gets into the ring, he jumps over the ropes, stands in the middle of the ring, and salutes the flag just before it is rolled back up. Jerry: How Hispanic is the name Evan anyways?! Katie: Jerry! Jerry: Seriously. Montez I can see…but Evan?! Katie: Just stop now Jerry. "Epic" by Faith No More hits the PA system and Persephone makes her way out with a goofy smirk on her face. Tim Marshal: And his opponent, from Concord, New Hampshire…weighing 108 lbs….Persephone Waters! She calmly makes her way down to the ring, seeming oblivious to the mixture of cheers and boos before she slides into the ring and pops back up to her feet, the grin still present as she takes her corner. Katie: This young woman has left quite the mark here in the SWA lately. Jerry: Let’s not give her THAT much credit. Katie: You’re right. Almost winning Metal Mayhem in her first match, pinning B. Cool and Stivers and eliminating them, having a string of wins…yeah…no credit needed nimrod. Jerry: Hey! I… Katie: Yeah, you got owned. There is the bell. The bell sounds and Montez runs at Waters. She smirks, as if waiting for it and moves. Montez hits the turnbuckle and she jumps up, nailing a dropkick from behind. He slams hard into the turnbuckle and Persephone keeps on the attack. She waits for him to turn and leaps up. She then lands a huge kick to the head, sending him back into the corner. She takes a few steps back and runs forward, landing a Hurricanrana. Katie: Damn, she is on fire! Jerry: Too bad she really isn’t… Katie: I swear to God Jerry. Jerry: Ok ok…sheesh! She rolls out of the ring and looks under it. She pulls out a table and looks under again. She then brings out a garbage can. She tosses it in the ring and grabs a chair, tossing it in also. She slips the table in and gets back in. Evan starts to pick up the garbage can, but, Persephone kicks it into his face. He falls back and wholes his face. She picks him up and places the garbage can over him. She picks up the chair and slams it into the garbage can hard. He falls back and lands on his rear. Katie: Good lord. Jerry: Well, I gotta admit…Senor Evan isn’t looking so grand. She sets the table up and rolls back out of the ring. Reaching under, she grabs lighter fluid. She holds it up and the fans roar. She rolls back in as he starts getting up, taking the can off him. She shakes her head and drops it back on him. She picks the chair back up and slams it onto the top of the can. Montez falls back down and rolls to the side. Persephone douses the table in lighter fluid. She picks him up and takes the can off. Setting him on the table, she points to the top rope. As she climbs, she takes a lighter out of her pocket. She lights it and tosses it on the table as she jumps. The table catches fire as she does a 450 splash, crashing through the table and Montez. The fans roar and chant “Holy Shit!” Katie: Wow! This woman never ceases to amaze! Jerry: Ok…THAT was cool! The ref drops for the pin as she hooks his leg. One… Two… THREE!!! The bell sounds and Persephone stands. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner….PERSEPHONE WATERS!!! She rolls out of the ring and raises her hand in the air as the fans cheer her on. She heads up the ramp and looks back at her fallen opponent. Katie: Well, she showed that she was truly Xtreme here in the SWA. Jerry: I’ll give her that. Katie: I think you are starting to come along. Jerry: Don’t push it. Katie: Big win for Ms. Waters and I think her career is going places. Jerry: Yeah, but now we have to go places. As in, we have to take a commercial break. Ventor takes on RedMass, which is not, by the way, a real name, when we come back. We fade in on a shot of Rachel sitting at a table in a coffee shop. A cup of unbranded coffee sits in front of her, and she's holding something in her hand, but the camera doesn't show us that. Instead, it focuses on her face as she smiles, and begins speaking. Rachel: Hi, guys. Remember SWA mobile? She suddenly vanishes, to be replaced with shots of the previous SWA Mobile commercial starring Russell Brown. After a few seconds of those, we cut back to Rachel. Rachel: Neat, huh? We thought so. But ya know, it just wasn't enough. Now, she holds up the thing in her hand. It is, in fact, an iPhone. On the top of the screen, the words SWA Mobile flash brightly, and below these, a menu. Rachel: The SWA would like to introduce the brand new SWA Mobile app for the iPhone, and iPod touch. Now, taking the SWA with you anywhere means so much more. Check this out! She scrolls down the expansive menu, which contains items such as roster, wrestler stats, bios, merchandise, and even videos. Selecting an item labeled Update, she is treated to another window which shows the latest SWA happenings. Rachel: As soon as you start the app, you can click this little button to see everything new going on. There are links here to articles, and even videos of recent events. She navigates back to the menu, and goes to the bios section. Rachel: Want to learn more about your favorite SWA superstar? It's all right here. Stats will update automatically, but you'll never have to see stats you don't want to see. With another flashy smile, she lowers the device, looking back at the camera directly. Rachel: No more cluttered up text message in boxes, no additional charge for not having a texting plan. It's SWA Mobile, now bringing you more SWA than ever before on the go. And the price? Just $5. It's a one-time payment for a lifetime subscription. Download it now. Her smile becomes a grin as she picks the iPhone back up, and starts browsing the app again. An announcer takes over to wrap it up as an apple logo appears next to Rachel. Announcer: SWA Mobile. Now, there's an app for that. He speaks much faster then, providing the finer details. Announcer: Future additional features may require an additional payment. Use of. The SWA Mobile App is limited by internet connection, or 3G network. Some restrictions apply. On a final shot of a grinning Rachel Drake, our scene fades. Katie: Welcome back to Wednesday Night Aggression, the show which is most definitely not the Jerry Show. Jerry: Well it can hardly be the Jerry show, now can it? I'm not the only one here. Katie: Whatever. You still tried to make it exactly that even after I first showed up. Jerry: I tried to hold onto a dream. Is that so wrong? Katie: Where your dreams are concerned... Jerry: So let's get to the match, how about it? We've got RedMass taking on the one, the only Mark Ventor. Katie: A man who, if I recall, you have flip-flopped on on several occasions. Jerry: Yeah, well, he's flip-flopped on me, too. Right now, he sucks. So Tim, bring these sucky competitors out to the ring. Katie: Oy... Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Dead Man Walking by Blood Simple begins to play, and RedMass appears through the curtain, making his way casually down the ramp. Tim Marshal: Introducing first, from an undisclosed location, weighing in at 160 pounds, RedMass! Jerry: So this RedMass guy. He's weird, isn't he? No, don't answer that. Katie: Are you trying to keep me from talking or something? Jerry: Would I do such a thing? Katie: Without a second thought. Jerry: Correct. Now then, RedMass... Katie: RedMass found Ventor's arguments almost laughable, saying they were almost similar in a way. Jerry: And Ventor's arguments... Katie: Will be discussed when Ventor's out here. RedMass reaches the ring, and climbs into it, moving at once to his corner to await his opponent. As he makes his way to the ring, orange pyros erupt from the stage. He begins to strut down the ramp in a flashy orange robe, with his usual grin, getting huge heat from the crowd. Tim Marshal: And his opponent, from Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 280 pounds, Mark Ventor! Jerry: So Ventor attributes RedMass's problems to his career. Katie: Pretty much, and that's just what RedMass had a problem with. Jerry: Yeah, it's not like Ventor's own career has been puppies and kittens of late. Katie: well, he needs every win he can get right now, so we'll see how he plays this one. He slides into the ring, raising his hands in the air, to make his arms shaped like a "V." He jumps off and stares down his opponent. Katie: Well, here we go. The bell rings, and Ventor comes straight out the gate with his fist pulled back. He moves quickly across the ring, RedMass heading toward him as well, and attempts his trademark left hook. It is caught, however, and RedMass uses the arm to spin Ventor around, and bulldog him to the mat. Katie: Wow. RedMass taking an early advantage here. Jerry: Like that's hard. Redmass bounces off the ropes, going for a body splash, but Ventor suddenly rolls himself over, and gets his knees up at the same time. RedMass lands stomach-first directly on Ventor's upraised knees, and rolls sideways in obvious pain as Ventor gets to his feet. Katie: And a quick move by Ventor. That's true wrestling instinct right there. Jerry: No it's not. He was just gonna get up anyway, and... Katie: You don't generally roll onto your back to get up unless you're gonna take the long way. that was honestly just some real quick thinking. Jerry: Whatever. Was not. Katie: Not doing this. Ventor lays a few stomps into RedMass, but suddenly drops down, and goes for the Ventornado. RedMass blocks it, fighting Ventor with fists and feet, and rolls away. Both men leap to their feet, and back off to their corners, ready to start this all over again. Jerry: I can't believe I'm asking you this, Katie, but why did Ventor just go for the Ventornado now? Katie: Well, it's clear Ventor doesn't think too highly of RedMass's skill, as we've already seen. He's trying to get this over with quickly. Jerry: And it ain't workin. Ventor may have to do a bit of reevaluating. And I'm not just talking about RedMass. No, a good self-evaluation is long overdue. Katie: And he's not the only one. Jerry: Excuse me? Katie: Defensive much? The two men charge at one another. Ventor, however, uses his superior reach to catch RedMass, lift him up, and piledrive him to the mat. Jerry: Oooo. A pile driver. Fancy. Katie: Doesn't matter. Ventor's a decently powerful guy. It was effective. Jerry: HOw do you know/ Katie: he's not moving, is he? Jerry: Well... Look, Ventor's going for the cover! Indeed, Ventor rolls RedMass into a pin, and the referee counts. 1... 2... RedMass forces his shoulder up. Ventor rolls off immediately, getting to his feet fast to give him the advantage. Then, looking at the crowd, he pulls his fist back once again. Jerry: He's going for this again? It's gonna get caught. Katie: Maybe not. RedMass is just getting up, and... bam! As RedMass reaches his feet, Ventor brings his fist forward, stepping into his swing as he delivers a vicious left hook that puts him right back down. Following this, Ventor goes for yet another cover. Jerry: Uh... Well then. The cover! 1... 2.. 3! The bell rings, and Ventor's music hits the PA. The crowd offers a mixed reaction. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner, Mark Ventor! Katie: So what was that you were saying, Jerry? Jerry: Well, um, maybe, just maybe, Ventor is on his way back up. Katie: I think that's been true for a while, and you just didn't realize it. Jerry: Nuh-uh. I never would've missed something like that. I'm Jerry Sheppard! Katie: You sure are, Jerry. Ventor gets up, and makes his way out of the ring. RedMass eventually gets to his feet, looking around disbelievingly as if this couldn't possibly have happened. Eventually, he also leaves the ring, heading for the back. Jerry: So what say we just move on? Katie: Why? Because you were totally wrong about this match, and you don't want me to rub in how totally wrong you were on air? Jerry: No, because uh, we're pressed for time. So yeah. Brad Jackson versus Seth Blitzer. No blood, but it might be interesting. Stay tuned! The scene opens onto a master crafted brown coffin. A thin tall man steps into view. He looks like death itself and wears a black suit with matching necktie. He starts to wring his hands and gives the camera a sad but friendly smile. 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Anyway, we are in for a match that could potentially steal the show coming up next. It’s going to be the former Xtreme Champion Brad Jackson taking on the current Xtreme Champion Seth Blitzer. Jackson may still be a bit bitter that his title reign ended so abruptly, and with Blitzer being the current champion he may try to take all his anger out on him tonight. Jerry: Although this is a non title match. Even if Jackson ends up winning, Blitzer still can remain the Xtreme Champion. Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!! The lights dim, heavy mist filling the ramp as strobe lights begin to pulse slowly. A steady bass throb begins, growing in volume, sounding much like a heartbeat. A single gunshot shatters the silence, followed by mocking laughter and Jackson's voice hurling insults before the music skips, and then the sounds of "Lies" by Evanescence filters through the speakers. Dark red strobes pulsate on the entranceway, and a dark figure moves among them, stepping forward as indigo fountains of pyrotechnic spark either side of him. He strides forwards, ignoring the crowd reaction, a Camel cigarette burning between his lips. Tim Marshal: Making his way to the ring, from New York New York, weighing in at 275 pounds, Jackson!!!!!!!! He circles the ring once, his eyes steady, a look of angry concentration on his face, before ascending the ring steps and climbing between the ropes. With a twisted smile, he puts the cigarette out in the palm of his hand and then throws his head back in a triumphant roar as the music comes to a grinding halt, cut off with a squeal of feedback. Katie: Jackson is looking to recover from his recent loss against Calypso the Deformed. Blitzer may not be as big of an opponent, but he sure can be crafty in the ring if he truly wants to be. Jerry: What are you smoking Katie? Anyone who calls himself the Blitzman isn’t going to pick up the win in my eyes. Hell, at least Jackson has some cool nicknames, such as “The Dark Horse,” “The Machine,” and the “One Man Wrecking Crew!” Katie: Are you really basing who is going to win the match based off of which nickname you like better? And you call yourself the head announcer in the SWA? Light blue lights flash all over the arena, the blue lights come together into a spotlight on Seth walking on stage. He stops at the top of the ramp and holds his arms up and turns, presenting himself to the crowd, as fireworks go off from the top of the stage. He makes his way to the ring with a smirk on his face. Tim Marshal: And his opponent, from Chicago Illinois, weighing in at 193 pounds, Seth “Dash” Blitzer!!!! He slides in and stands in the center of the ring and looks at Jackson with a confident look on his face. Jackson continues to stand like a statue, staring back at Seth coldly. The bell rings to start off the match. The two men don’t waste any time and lock up in the middle of the ring. Jackson uses his strength advantage, grabbing around the neck of Seth Blitzer and holding him in a headlock position for a few seconds. Seth uses all his strength and pushes Jackson’s back, breaking the hold and throwing him into the ropes. Jackson bounces off and when he runs back towards Seth, Seth goes for a clothesline. Avoiding the attack, Jackson ducks down and grabs around the neck yet again with a headlock. This time, however, Jackson takes Seth to the ground with a headlock takedown. Keeping him on the ground, he plants Seth’s shoulders on the mat for the pin. One! Two!! Shoulder up by Seth Blitzer!! Katie: It’s no secret that Jackson is a great technical wrestler, and in this match it’s no different. Using a bread and butter move like a headlock and he almost pinned Seth early on. Jerry: Duh, Katie. That’s pretty much common sense! Katie: And you’re pretty much a jackass! Jerry: Woah there! Watch your language miss! Jackson breaks the hold and gets to his feet. Seth coughs and slowly gets up. Jackson continues the offense with a knee to the stomach. Jackson lifts up Seth in a Michinoku Driver position. Before he can slam him down to the mat, he looses his grip on Seth and Seth lands in back of Jackson. With Jackson’s back still turned, Seth grabs around his neck and slams him down with a Rolling Triple German suplexes. On the third German suplex, he bridges Jackson for a pin. One! Two!! Jackson kicks out at the count of two!!!! Jackson holds the back of his neck in pain. Seth gets up and raises his hands in the air, getting some heat from the audience. Jerry: Oh, Seth managed to get three suplexes in. What a fluke! Katie: A fluke? He almost got a three count there and you are going to call that a fluke? Seth nails a few falling elbows to the neck of Jackson, making every attempt to keep him on the ground. Jackson eventually makes his way up to his feet. Not before long, Seth leaps on the shoulder of Jackson, trying to go for a hurricanrana. Jackson uses all of his strength to keep him in the air, sending him down with a cradle powerbomb and quickly applying the Indian deathlock. Seth screams in pain, trying to squirm out of the submission. Jerry: Perfectly executed Indian Deathlock! Seth’s gunna tap! Seth’s gunna tap! Katie: While the odds may be stacked against him, he still has a chance to escape somehow, someway. Jackson applies the hold tightly and securely. Referee Bill Graves checks to see if Seth Blitzer taps out, but Seth refuses to. He grabs a hold of Jackson’s legs and tries to pry off the submission, but it is no use. The leg strength of Jackson is just too much for him to handle. After thirty seconds of struggling to escape the move, Seth sits up a bit and manages to punch Jackson in the face a few times with a few hook punches. Blow after blow, the leg lock of Jackson grows weaker. Katie: Look at the desperation punches to the skull of Jackson! Jerry: Wow, that’s actually pretty impressive. Is the Indian deathlock actually loosening up a bit? Continuing to throw the hooks to the head of Jackson, Jackson eventually breaks the hold completely. Seth hops up to his feet and limps around a bit, while Jackson gets up too. Jackson attempts to deliver a low roundhouse kick to the side of Seth’s knee, but Seth sidesteps out of the way and nails a standing dropkick to the side of Jackson’s head, taking him off balance a bit but not knocking him down on the ground. Katie: The momentum is beginning to change!! Seth then grabs Jackson around the waist and slams him down with a back suplex! Seth grabs Jackson’s leg and goes for a cover. One! Two!! Th…..Kick out again by Jackson!!! Katie: Jackson gets out of that pinning predicament yet again, but barely. Seth almost got a three count right there! Jerry: Please, Jackson has been creaming the Blitzman the entire match. An example of this can be seen when he manhandled him with that devastating Indian Deathlock… Seth gets up to his feet and grabs Jackson by the head, forcing him to a vertical base. Seth continues the offense with a few quick upper cuts to the throat of Jackson, hitting him so hard that it knocks him back to the turnbuckle. Seth takes a few steps back and runs forward shoulder first, attempting to go for a spear. Jackson sees this move ahead of time and dodges out of the way, and Seth hits the turnbuckle hard. When Seth turns back around, he is met with an underhook brainbuster right in the middle of the ring. Jackson kneels down and goes for a cover. One! Two!! Th…..Kick out by Seth Blitzer!!! Jackson looks at the referee and shakes his head. He then stands up and grabs Seth by the arm, picking him up to his feet. Seth seems to be still drowsy from the last move. Jerry : Ha ha ha! Look at Seth Blitzer! The guy can barely stand on his two feet! This is over!! Katie: Jerry, a word of advice for you. Don’t say it’s over until the ref calls for a pin or submission. This is still anybody’s match. Jackson grabs Seth around the head in a DDT position. Before he can slam him down to the mat, Seth wisely hooks Jackson’s leg, preventing Jackson from executing the move. Then, out of no where, Seth gives Jackson a knee to the stomach and hits Jackson with his finishing Impaler DDT! Katie: The Blitzermatic out of no where!!!! It’s got to be all over here! Jerry: Wow, did that really just happen? Jackson is laid out on the mat. Instead of going for the cover, Seth leaps onto the top rope and delivers a double foot stomp to the chest. Jackson is laid out cold. Katie: There’s Seth’s other finishing maneuver, The Seth!!!! That for sure had to knock the wind out of him! Seth quickly jumps on top of Jackson for a cover. One! Two!!! Three!!!!!!!! The bell rings and Seth leaps to his feet, with an extremely excited look upon his face. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner, Seth “Dash” Blitzer!!!!!! Seth makes his way out of the ring and heads up the ramp with a satisfied look. Katie: What a back and forth assault we just witnessed, but in the end The Blitzman picked up the victory. Jerry: Well, I guess since the guy has got barely any victories in his career yet, he decided to hit both of his finishers on Jackson just to make “extra” sure that he got the job done. Katie: As great as that match was, I am really looking forward to our main event of the evening, which is coming up next! B Cool takes on Izzy Omega! Who is going to conquer! Find out after this commercial! Smoke begins to filter into a dark screen as an image of a red line appears on the screen. "There are no lines to cross." The red line suddenly disappears as a giant WE shows up where the line was. "This isn't wrestling entertainment." The letters begin to fade away but stop and crack apart and fall out of view. "This is on the Edge!" The EDGE Logo flashes onto the screen and begins to move to the top. "This is nothing but Aggression!" The aggression logo falls into the picture and smashes into the bottom of the screen with force, slightly breaking apart the letters. "You are In the Squared Circle!" An image of ITSC host Brandon Cole flashes onto the screen as he talks into a mic in his studio. The image begins to slightly fade to where the other two words shine through it. "This is the SWA!" The SWA letters break through the rest of the screen and smoke as they shine bright and everything else fades out. "THIS IS WRESTLING!" The SWA letters remain along with the phrase "THIS IS WRESTLING!" under it as the image then fades out. Katie: Welcome back from that exciting break. Jerry: Exciting? Katie: Well it was... The Skytron crackles and fades out and the scene opens with Tony Todd as the Candyman Candyman: I am the writing on the wall, the whisper in the classroom! Without these things, I am nothing. So now, I must shed innocent blood. COME WITH ME!. The scene quickly cuts to a movie theatre as snow white plays on the screen. The dwarfs start to sing Hi OH the camera turns to reveal the audience are Gremlins. The gremlins sing along the screeching tones barely resemble voices. The scene breaks up and we see the face of the girl from The Ring Samara Morgan: Everyone will suffer. The scene fades to black and red letters appear on the screen "THIS" Voices: HAHAHAH Fire in the hole HAHAHAHA. A huge red pyro explodes and the letters WC emerge on the Skytron. The opening cards to Dark As Night play followed by maniacal laughter. Voice 1: Shhhh it's a secret HAHAHAHAHA Katie: now that was uh... interesting. Jerry: Yes it was and very random. But I really think we should move on. Next up we have a top draw match. Izzy Omega against B Cool and these two look like their friendship is buried and gone. So these two were hardly going to be civil with each other. Katie: That is just the way of this business, friendships are one and lost on a daily bases. It’s kinda sad really. Jerry: na they will get over it. Katie: We can always rely on You Jerry to lighten the mood. Anyways time to go down to ringside and Tim Marshal. Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. As the lights dim, the Skytron comes to life with matches Izzy has had in the past. "Valentines Day" by Marilyn Manson starts playing as Izzy slowly rises from the stage. As the strobes go off behind him, he slowly makes his way down the ramp, slapping hand with fans and playing up to them. Tim Marshal: On the way to the ring, from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing two hundred and fifty four pounds, here is Izzy Omega! Katie: The matches come thick and fast for Izzy. Last week he had Korgoth and now B Cool. A very tough challenge. Jerry: But Izzy can reach tough challenges and deal with them head on. Katie: Last week you were on the hate Izzy bandwagon and now you are all for him? Jerry: Winners are a good thing Katie. As he gets closer to the ring, he looks straight ahead at the ring. As he enters, he looks around once more before taking his corner and sitting back, waiting for his opponent. Mist rises up from the floor as Raise Up by Saliva begins to play. As the song picks up, the arena lights flash brightly and B Cool steps through the mist with a smile on his face. He walks proudly toward the ring, waving and smiling at fans as he goes. Tim Marshal: on the way to the ring, from Columbus Ohio, weighing two hundred and forty two pounds, here is Brandon B Cool Cole! Jerry: these two are and always will be like an old married couple. They bicker like children and it is so amusing to watch. Katie: Speaking of amusing B Cool sure found plenty amusing in what Izzy had to say this week. Let’s hope it doesn’t bite him. Jerry: He will be all business in that ring will our VP. Make no mistake about that. Katie: This is true. He climbs in the ring, turns once again to the crowd, and raises his arms in the air to their cheers. Then he moves to his corner. The bell rings and both men look at each other from across the ring. They both simultaneously charge forwards and meet in the middle of the ring. A classic exchange of lefts and rights ensues and Izzy gets the better of it. He whips B cool into the ropes and catches him with a clothesline. Izzy then mounts B Cool and delivers a series of punches. B Cool throws him off and gets to his feet. B Cool charges at Izzy and connects with a spear. It is B Cool’s turn to deliver a series of punches. Jerry: Ok this is not going to be a mat wrestling classic. So let’s hope for blood. Katie: Jerry you want blood weather it is a mat wrestling classic or not. Jerry: This is very true. Glad to see you finally got something right. Katie: Well that is one time more than you then Jerry. Both men glair at each other as they get to their feet. B cool delivers a kick to the gut and then executes a short arm clothesline. He comes off the ropes and drops a vicious elbow across the head of Izzy. B Cool then hooks the leg going for the first pin attempt. One... Two... Kick out! Katie: Izzy kicked out with authority. That was a very strong elbow but Izzy is not going to be beaten that easily. Jerry: No of course not, what a damp squib of a match this would be if Izzy got pinned right there. B Cool drags Izzy to his feet and looks for the Cool cutter but Izzy blocks it and tries for the lethal injection. This too is blocked. Izzy whips B Cool into the corner and follows him in. Izzy then grabs B Cool’s head and rams it into the corner hard. Izzy then hooks up B Cool and performs a double arm suplex. Jerry: Ok so now Izzy with a double arm suplex. He wants to show that he can give as good as he gets. Katie: Especially with an opponent like B Cool. Izzy picks up B Cool and drops him back first across his knee with a back breaker. He then looks down at B Cool and shakes his head. He gets B Cool to his feet and hooks his head. B Cool counters by kneeing Izzy in the ribs. Izzy winces as the knee connects. Katie: What a nasty shot. B Cool would have of course done his homework and known that Korgoth attacked those ribs last week. Jerry: Just like B Cool to take advantage of everything he can. Katie: You have a problem with that? Jerry: Of course not, I love it. Katie: Alright, now i have to say something. You've been on the B Cool hate wagon lately too. Jerry: I am a mystery that will never be solved, Katie. B Cool whips Izzy into the ropes and catches him with a clothesline. He then sits up Izzy and takes his arms. He crosses them over and in front of Izzy’s face and pulls back. Jerry: Cross arm sleeper locked in by B Cool. Katie: Ware down Izzy and perhaps even try to knock him out. Jerry: You know what Katie? I am enjoying being with you here. Katie: Really Jerry? Jerry: No of course not, what do you take me for? Katie: Yeah sure Jerry. B Cool continues to apply the hold as Izzy attempts to escape. After a little more struggling Izzy leans forwards and though this tightens the hold more he is able to unsettle B Cool. Izzy uses this now to deliver a back elbow to B Cool which causes a break in the hold. Izzy is still suffering the effects of the hold though and is only able to crawl over to the ropes. B Cool gets up and follows him. As Izzy pulls him-self up to his feet and turns around B Cool nails him with the Cool cutter. Katie: Cool cutter, B Cool has won this. B Cool covers Izzy and the referee makes the count. One... Two... Foot on the ropes! Jerry: Wow talk about being in the right place at the right time. B Cool gets to his feet as Izzy does likewise. B Cool charges forwards but Izzy dodges him. Izzy from behind now hooks B Cool’s head and delivers a reverse DDT. Jerry: Well call it luck or fortune but Izzy was nearly done there. Katie: Sometimes you have to be in the right place at the right time and Izzy sure was. Izzy picks up B Cool and delivers a right to the chin of the vice president. He then connects with a short arm clothesline which is followed up by an elbow drop. Izzy backs away and as B Cool gets to his feet Izzy lunges at him and nails him with the lethal injection. Jerry: Izzy has won it. This match is over. Katie: That lethal injection out of nowhere, B Cool could never have seen that coming. Izzy hooks the leg as Bill Graves goes for the pin. One... Two... Foot on the ropes! Jerry: Wow B Cool this time in the right place at the right time. He got his foot on the ropes and this match is not done yet. Katie: This is good stuff for both of them. They really have had a symmetry in this match. Both of them get to their feet and once again exchange lefts and rights. Izzy catches B Cool hard with an elbow to the face but B Cool responds with a hard shot to the ribs of Izzy. B Cool then picks up Izzy and drives him down with a side walk slam. B Cool comes off the ropes just as Izzy is getting to his feet and delivers a jumping side kick. B Cool picks Izzy up and hoists him onto his shoulder. He then hooks him up and drops to a sitting position. Jerry: Over the shoulder piledriver. Izzy has to have very little left. Katie: And B Cool is doing the right thing and going straight for the pin. B Cool hooks the leg with a lateral press. One... Two... Shoulder Up! Katie: He kicked out of it. Izzy is still in this somehow. Jerry: I don’t know how either Katie but I hope that someone bleeds soon. Izzy is back on his feet and ready to meet B Cool. B Cool hooks Izzy’s head but Izzy fights out of it. Izzy then nails B Cool with the killing joke. Izzy then comes off the ropes and lands an elbow drop to the chest of B Cool. He drags B cool to his feet and bends him down whilst underhooking his arms. Izzy then lifts up B Cool so that B Cool is upside down and then Izzy drops to a sitting position, dropping B Cool on his head. Izzy then with a lateral press and a hook of the leg goes for a cover. Katie: The last laugh. Izzy with a huge move right there. One... Two... Three! The bell rings and A tired but victorious Izzy stands up. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner, Izzy Omega! Jerry: Izzy is on a roll. What a big win for him right here. See Told you. Katie: Get over your-self Jerry you had no idea. B Cool gets to his feet and shakes his head as he exits the ring. Jerry: This is the SWA, we have the best talent, the best matches and the best shows. It has to really take some good work to beat one of the top of the tree. Katie: A hard fought victory for Izzy but he won it in the end. Jerry: He did and what is next for these two? The only way you can find out is by watching more SWA television. Katie: If people don’t know that by now Jerry then they are really missing out. Jerry: Hate to agree with you Katie but that they are. However now it is time for us to get going. From her this is Jerry Sheppard saying good night. Katie: That’s Katie Williams by the way Jerry, and don’t you forget it. Izzy’s music plays as he celebrates in the ring for a few more moments. Then he heads to the back as the scene fades to the SWA logo and then to black. |
