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Belly Segment – This was an awesome way to open up the show. Belly with the bombshell last week and now this. I really like this angle and it should get Chris Drake back in the ring. Funny writing with Belly all dressed up in the corporate suit. But I’m really curious to see how Drake reacts to this and where this will go next.
Skill Set def. Great Brittons – Uhhh…..We’ll see? Haven’t seen much of Trumichael, was wondering if Skill Set would still get the win.
Valentine Segment - Wrote it.
Redman Segment/match? – This was very good. I dunno if Redman can demand a title match, then win via forfeit, and have the title change hands. But the way it ended with Redman claiming Murphy had what was his was good stuff. Will Murphy show up next week?
Sery Segment – Haha. Gotta love the Sery segments. Every time I think he’s hit rock bottom, he fights his way back, falls just short, and is plummets to below rock bottom. I liked the segment with him trying to sell merchandise to make a buck, hopefully it’s a little different than he’s consistent beat downs, but this was a good start. Looking forward to Sery’s rise again.
Valentine def. Minion via DQ – Wrote it, feedback appericated.
Candi/Divyne Segment – Divyne is all over the place! Good interview turn challenge. I dunno if Candi can fight much, but I think Divyne is in line to be the clear cut next Women’s Champion. She’s come a long way since New Redemption. Maybe Candi will surprise us.
Wolfpack def. S&M – Geez what greats in the ring. This had a PPV feel for that reason alone. Entrances were long with plenty of commentary, again PPV feel. Good match, gotta be hard writing a Storm Front tag match with 4 names like we’ve had here, good length for a SF. Wolfbaine and Skywolf together just seem unstoppable. Skywolf seems a bit shady. I also like that the tag team rankings are updated after each match, makes it much easier to follow.
Siddney Black Segment – I liked how this interview started off noting that Black had joined the company a month or two back but is only now surfacing, as I wondered the same. With the shakeup in ownership/management it makes sense for Black to take it upon himself to be active and vocal about NME. Still not sure where this is going, but I’m hooked so keep it coming.
Rhysus/Dubois Segment – Rhysus makes some good points and just when I felt he might be the babyface fan favorite again (even though he was pissy with the fans) but its Dubois not Carstein who joins him in the ring. For whatever reason I feel like Carstein is slowly turning Rhysus into what he’s always stood against. Before Rhysus would always do the right thing, even when it cost him big. Now he has the championship, but is losing the fan support and becoming more and more heel is really the only right word I can think of. Maybe that’s just me, but this storyline is very very intriguing and good if you can read more into it like I have. Really not sure where they go from here.
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Just added a late, but awesome, cold opening.
I will review soon, probably the weekend. I've been stuck in Jury Service this week so I've not had much time on my hands.
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Storm Front Review- 1/12/13
Wolfpack seg- Looks like MY name is sticking around. To be honest, the team name is the best thing about this team anyway... Really enjoyed the seg, Skywolf with his cock out made me laugh. Really like the way this team is building (Jaco, I told you it would be good!)
Belly seg- Boo. No one likes Belly. Loved this seg. Just the way that everything Belly says is plausible and believable. The way he manipulates the facts and the situation. Bastard! Drake is skint, so leave him claiming welfare... Fantastic seg, really told a great story. This is the standard I expect out of Belly, and this is why he's the 2nd biggest star here (after Drake...)
Brittons Vs Skill Set- Really worried that Onemike has left. This is two shows running now. Sad the Brits lost, but Skill Set deserve the rub after the work Onemike has put in over the last 6 months.
Valentine seg- Another good seg keeps the standards high. Minion is a good character, altho things seem a lot calmer that last weeks beat down. Surprised Dog didn't attack Minny. Nice seg and sets things up nicely.
Redman Vs Murphy- Sad that Murph isn't around. He was having a really top feud with Nichols (another one that is missed atm). Liked the swerve with Redman just claiming the title. He seems like a good character, and I hope he sticks around.
Sery seg- Woo! Sez is back. Shame he dropped out when he did as the momentum was starting to build up, lets hope he sticks around. Liked the rock bottom feel of the seg, with Sery not able to give away his merch. Good job.
Minion Vs Valentine- Decent match. Looks like Vals job just got a lot harder with Minny bring his friends to play... Cant wait to see where this goes.
Jenna Dyvine seg- Womens championship. Sounds good, and this was a good seg. Looking forward to this developing.
S&M Vs Wolfpack- Liked this match. Showed each of the participants well. Would have been better if Sen has been knocked out earlier tho... 😉 Good win for the Wolfpack which puts them top of the tag team league.
NME seg- Liking the development here. Definitely a fuller seg than last time. Be good to see if this goes anywhere.
Rhysus seg- Another really good seg. Really like the persona Rhysus has right now, and he's probably the most interesting character in 4CW at this point. Marie comes out and adds a lot of value, and it ends with Rhysus putting Marie on the mat. Shocking move, and the champ is conflicted. Good way for the show to end.
Really enjoyed this show. There seems a lot of direction, and a lot of interaction. Long may it continue!
Highlight- Belly's seg and development.
Skill Set v Brittons added!
Wolfpack seg- Haha, really enjoyed this opening seg. It felt like old school 4CW when we had a lot of comedy segs like this. We just need some S&M hijinks with Drunken Janitur now and we’re set!
Belly seg- Good seg setting up Belly as the boss. He’s got logic in his arguments which always helps. The best and most interesting heels are the ones where they could be seen as faces from a different point of view, and Belly has that. I do hope the BTV segs stay though! I thought it could be interesting to have “In Belly we trust” “All hail Belly” kinda propaganda videos now and again.
Brittons Vs Skill Set- I echo Hilds’ worries here about Onemike and Chris Dawson not being here. But that’s for misc. thoughts. The match itself was fun, a good read! Good length for a SF match and both teams looked good. So win-win!
Valentine seg- I’m really interested in where this is going. It seemed a bit too friendly between Valentine and Minion, so I’m intrigued …
Redman Vs Murphy- It’s great seeing Redman back. I’ve got a soft spot for the guy after kicking his ass in a ladder match a year or so ago. This was classic Redman.
Sery seg- Woohoo, really old school Sery! This was great, and hopefully it means we’re gonna see more of the guy now!
Minion Vs Valentine- Uh oh, things are getting real for Valentine now! There’s a lot of history with the Redemption crew, and it feels like Valentine’s got this feud as the way to get some closure on the whole stable. Every time we’ve had Redemption/New Redemption around, either the stable just fizzled out or the forums conked. So this is Valentine’s way of finally saying goodbye to Redemption and moving on to feuds and pastures new. And I bet there’ll be plenty of fireworks on the way!
Jenna Dyvine seg- Not so fast Jenna! 😉 It’s nice to see Jenna developing as the big mean heel of the women’s division. That was the role I had in mind for her when I did the mini-feud with Marie, so glad to see it’s taken off!
S&M Vs Wolfpack- It’s so good seeing S&M, Wolfbaine and Skywolf in a match again! Just like old times! This had a big time feel to it, could easily have been a PPV match! Good match with plenty of action, but felt more like a taster for what a big PPV match between the two teams could be. Sure wetted my appetite.
NME seg- Ooooh, this was cool, building up NME and Sydney Black! Can’t wait to see Black in action.
Rhysus seg- I wrote Marie’s parts. I’m really enjoying the new attitude from Rhys. We’re seeing a different side from him with different results and reactions. I didn’t read anything until the show was posted, and I loved the seg! Like Belly earlier, Rhys has his points which are true. But which arguments are the truer, Rhys’ or Marie’s/Carstein’s?
Misc. Thoughts:
There’s plenty going in 4CW at the moment, with some interesting storylines going into 2014, or 4CW 10 😉 . It’s a pity Onemike, Rennie and Chris Dawson are quiet at the moment, especially Onemike. The Skill Set have been such a huge part of the show for the past few months, so it feels a bit empty without them! Hurry back soon Skill Set!
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Ive chased down a few people, namely, onemike, main event, imti and dawson. All will be back here soonish. They all had the same 'i have to go to work and earn money' excuse as well... blah, blah, blah. I told main event that if he doesnt come back soon Im starting a gay angle with him and supreme... Murph has sent me a picture message on fb as well, so i know he's not dead either altho Im not sure when he's back here.
The camera cuts to the backstage hallway, where Gwendolyn Wolfbaine opens a door to reveal a locker room. A locker room that, for the first few seconds, seems empty. And then that appearance is shattered. By penis. Lord Skywolf's penis, to be precise. Toweling off and completely oblivious, he finally lifts his head after drying his hair to see her standing in the doorway. Skywolf slowly lowers the towel from his face, clearing his throat, when Eddie Wolfbaine appears beside his wife. Taken by surprise, Eddie speaks up immediately before he can fully take in the situation.
Wolfbaine: What the hell are you doing in my--why are you naked?!
Gwendolyn: Oh...sorry...
Having been staring off absentmindedly, Gwendolyn snaps back to attention when she hears her husband's voice. Eddie gives her a sideways glance as she looks down nervously. Skywolf continues to unapologetically dry off.
Skywolf: There's no way I'm showering in Gen Pop. Do you know how many moon landings happen in those stalls? And anyway, how the hell did you get your own room? I don't even have one.
Wolfbaine: Maybe you need to find a better agent. And some fucking pants. Jesus, I've been standing here for thirty seconds and you haven't even made a move for a pair of jeans.
Skywolf: If I get dressed before I dry off, my clothes will get wet. Do you want me to go out there with my gear soaked, sporting a giant Rob Van Dam ass-sweat stain? I know I don't.
Wolfbaine: I DON'T WANT TO STAND HERE STARING AT YOUR COCK, THAT'S WHAT I WANT!
Skywolf holds up his hands in defense, lifting the towel as he does.
Skywolf: Look, just because I'm comfortable-
Wolfbaine shields his eyes in response.
Wolfbaine: Put it back down!
As Skywolf does, Eddie moves into the room to throw him a pair of jeans.
Wolfbaine: Clothes. Now. If you're going to be in here with my wife, you're at least not freeballing it.
Skywolf: Oh, this is your wife? My apologies.
Skywolf then gives Gwendolyn a smile and extends his hand, holding a pair of jeans in the other, towel over his shoulder, sitll naked.
Skywolf: I don't believe I've had the pleasure.
Gwendolyn moves to shake his hand, but Eddie steps between them.
Wolfbaine: And you're not going to.
He then turns to his wife.
Wolfbaine: And don't shake his hand. That's disgusting.
Gwendolyn: I was trying to be polite.
Skywolf, of course, pipes up.
Skywolf: Hey, why is it disgusting? Just because I'm naked I can't shake hands with someone? It's not like I'm slapping my dick around and then rubbing your face.
Wolfbaine: I am not going to stand here with this door open and argue the semantics of nude handshakes with you while everyone can walk by and see and oh god they're going to think we're a gay couple.
Skywolf: Or one of those trendy threesome couples I've been reading so much about.
Wolfbaine: You're not helping. Shut the door, we need to discuss things.
Eddie pulls his wife in by the arm, glares at the growing crowd of technicians, staff, and others wrestlers outside his room, then slams the door shut.
"By Myself" begins to echo around the arena as it bursts out through the PA system and the white lights in the arena changes into the blue glow as the crowd stand to their feet and all look towards the entrance ramp, and through the curtain steps the familiar large frame of Chris 'Belly' Marks, but instead of his usual Black pants and skull embroided black t-shirt, Belly steps out of the curtain in a very smart and tailored grey suit white a crisp and clean white shirt on to complete his ensemble. Looking slightly out of place with the rest of his smart attire however is his usual black bandana that is wrapped around his head, covering his long jet black hair
Phoenix: Will you take a look at Belly on the ramp up there, he is looking smarter than I have ever seen him before..
Jeffrey: Chris Marks is your boss now Scott, so you should show him some respect
Phoenix: I was just saying I had never seen him in a suit before, wasn't showing any disrespect
Jeffrey: Of Course he looks smart, he is the owner of this company
Chris Marks slowly walks down the ramp towards the ring, clasping tightly in his hand a small folder as he makes his way around the ring to the ring announcers position, where he politely asks for the microphone from Sarah Loveless and she obliges before he climbs the ring steps and enters the ring. The music begins to fade as the noise of the crowd gets louder and the first chant that can be heard is from a small pocket of the audience chanting, "Thank You Belly" but that is quickly drowned out by the chorus of boo's directed at this small pocket of fans.
Belly: "Hello Friends"
The patronising greeting from Belly only serves to fuel the boos from the crowd, which brings a smile to the pale face of Chris Marks.
Belly: "You all respond by voicing you disapproval at me calling you, Friends? That was presumptuous of you and it should be me booing you as I may have been talking at you all, but I was only addressing one person in particular.. So before you open your mouths and try and Boo, the new Owner of 4CW, you should come to understand that I have just saved this company you all love."
The crowd had been booing through the opening of Belly's speech, but as he continues, the crowd begins to simmer down as more and more of the crowd listen to his words.
Belly: "I told everyone from the moment Chris Drake returned to 4CW that he was not all that he seemed, and that he was not the man that I used to know.. He was no longer the same man who was passionate about wrestling and wanted to be the best at what he did.. He was not the same man who became a 4CW Grand Slam champion after some tutelage from myself. Instead he had become a corporate puppet who saw an opportunity to make some money, and it back fired, and this whole place was not being kept afloat by the buys or the attendances as he claimed week in and week out... The truth my friends is that it was being kept afloat by the roll of a dice... One spin of the roulette wheel and this company would have once again come crashing down..
So this is why I had to step in and make the save.... It was Chris Drake who made this personal between the 2 of us, I was simply trying to be a good, concerned friend... and it was out of the kindness of my heart and because I am such a loyal and trusted friend that I found a way someone to help me and purchase this ever increasing debt that Chris Drake was amassing"
Some of the crowd refuse to pander to Belly's wishes and listen as they continue to chant "You Screwed Drake" but the majority are now listening to what he has to say
Jeffrey: You hear that Scott, Belly saved us and this company.. and you were the one who was quick to judge him...
Phoenix: If this is true, then Chris Drake really did have us all fooled
Jeffrey: Of course all of this is true Scott, you just heard it as well as I did, and Belly does not lie!!
Belly: "So there I was, arriving at Storm Front last week, knowing that I was the new owner of the debt, but my sole intention was to keep it quiet and let Chris Drake concentrate on running the show without the pressure of repaying the debt at such a high interest rate as he was, and yet the first thing that happens when I walk through the Door, is I hear Chris Drake talking about how he has saved 4Cw and telling people about how he was still the best thing to ever happen to this company... I may be paraphrasing, but you get the gist of it...
So there it is... instead of letting the fact that Chris Drake had missed his scheduled loan repayments, slide and letting him run this business, I decided to do something that only a true friend can do.. Something of which I did with love in my heart... I recalled the debt... Here in my hand is something I had a friend courier over to me this morning... First there is a copy of the court ordered default notice, to say that Chris Drake has officially defaulted on his loan thus, I have today taken possession of both of Drakes home and his truck as well as his remaining stock holdings within 4CW... And this second document is a copy of Chris Drakes 4CW contract..."
Phoenix: All this talk from Belly, an what it comes down to is that Belly has gone behind Drakes back and repossessed everything he owns, even his homes and his truck
Jeffrey: ITs business Scott, Chris Drake shouldn't have gambled everything away
Belly: "But this is where my friendship comes back full circle Chris.. Because I am not doing this to see you out on the street... I am not even doing this as some kind of jealousy because I groomed you into becoming a Grand Slam champion.. I did all of this to save Chris Drake from Chris Drake... and also I did this for all of you, the fans... The Chris Drake we all know and love was a fighting champion, he was a fighter.. and that is what I want...
So by having your possessions repossessed, I have stripped you back to the beginning, and if you want to earn some money to try and start your life over again Chris.. Then you will show up to Storm Front next week, with your wrestling gear, you will lace up your boot and you will return to action... as a 4CW Superstar"
Jeffrey: Oh my god Scott did you hear that... Chris Drake is returning to the ring..
Phoenix: If this is true.. this could be huge for 4CW... Chris Drake returning...
Belly: "You always said you wanted big viewer numbers Chris... Well what can be bigger than the return of a Grand Slam Champion... See you next week... Friend.."
Chris 'Belly' Marks drops the microphone in the ring as his music begins to play and the crowd begin to chant in one voice, "WE WANT DRAKE" as Belly continues to smirk at the chants, before he leaves the ring and walks back up the ramp.
We see a short recap of the tag championship league matches from last week. The Law Abiding Citizens attacked backstage and replaced in their match by the returning S&M, who defeated the Great Brittons to score two points. Eddie Wolfbaine fought a handicap match against the Skill Set and held his own for a little while before becoming overwhelmed by the greater numbers. Wolfbaine was eventually helped out by 4CW legend Lord Skywolf, whose interference caused the referee to call a controversial no contest draw. Each team was therefore awarded one point.
Jeffery: And we’re back. Lets get straight to Sarah Loveless in the ring.
Loveless: This is a Tag Team Match. First, from Great Brittian... The Britians.”
“Rule, Britannia” begins to play through the PA system and then The Great Brittons, followed close behind by Christopher Dawson, wearing a black tailored suit and tie, with one hand placed behind his back and the other, tucked lightly into the front pocket of the waist coat. The Brittons shout at the crowd as they walk down to the ring. The British Tag Team slides into the ring, ready for their opponents.
Loveless: And their opponents, from Osaka, Japan & Los Angeles, CA... The Skill Set!”
A blank, black screen shows just the gigantic white words ‘The Skill Set’ for only a moment before the stage is set ablaze in an encompassing jet of flame that shoots out of the entrance way pyrotechnic boxes. As the flames quickly putter out, Gulmira by Ramin Djawadi starts to play over the PA and then a highlight package video starts to play of clips from Kensai & Paladin Wells’ few matches in 4CW.
A moment later, Kensai Jin Lee & Paladin Wells walk out from behind the entrance way. Dressed in their ring gear. The tag team immediately awash with a deafening chorus of cheers, and soccer-like chants of “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Set.” The two slide into the ring and stop, as they come face to face with their opponents.
Jeffery: This is a rematch. A few months ago, The Skill Set picked up a win in an intergender 6-Person Tag team match – Skill Set and Courtney Forst vs The Britons nd Nightshade.
Phoenix: Nightshade has been MIA for a while. I don’t think she was a big fan of Paladin dumoing her for Frost.
Match 1 - Great Brittons v Skill Set
The bell rings and Paladin Wells starts out the action for the Skill Set versus Charles Britton as Kensai & Leon Britton take their paces on the side of the ring, and Dawson scoots down to the ringside area. Paladin and Charles hook up in a collar-and elbow tie-up, and Paladin throws Charles down in a show of power. Charles locks up with Paladin in a second tie-up, but quickly pulls Wells into a headlock and then a hiptoss takedown to the mat to continue the submission maneuver.
Paladin works his way up to his feet, carrying Charles’ weight on his back, and then pushes Charles off the ropes and right into a Black hole slam! Paladin covers and the ref drops to count.
Paladin pulls up Charles, who counters with a poke to Paladin’s eye as the ref is forcing Leon out of the ring. Charles then quickly hits a clothesline on Paladin, sending him to the mat. Paladin is up quickly only to be knocked down by another clothesline from Charles Britton. Charles drops to the mat beside Paladin Wells and grabs his leg, pulling Wells right into a single-leg crab. Paladin’s face scrunches in pain as Paladin tries to get to the ropes to break the hold, but is too far away. Wells pulls himself closer and closer to the ropes, and finally reaches them, forcing the ref to break the hold. At the ref’s count of four, Charles finally breaks the hold.
Charles grabs Wells and whips him across the ring, setting up for a clothesline, but Wells comes off the ropes and ducks under and hits the opposite side ropes, coming off, hitting Charles with a running lariat that knocks Chrales to the mat, and tumbling toward his corner. A moment later, the ‘big man’ of the Brittons, Leon, tags in and comes face to face with Paladin Wells.
Jeffery: These two went face to face last time, and there was no difinitive answer as to who was the stronger of the two.
Leon looks to the crowd, and slaps his arm at them, giving them the British version of the ‘bird’ a moment before he sneaks a boot in to Paladin’s gut and follows with a flying elbow. Leon follows up with a number of stomps to Paladin before lifting up the rookie for a snap suplex! Leon covers and the ref drops to count.
Jeffery: What an impact!
Phoenix: The cover!!!
1... Kickout by Paladin Wells.
Leon drops to his knees and starts to rain down punches to Paladin’s head. One, two, three, four, five. Paladin raises an arm and blocks Leon’s sixth punch, rising to his feet and countering with a number of punches back to Leon. One, two, three, four, five. Paladin with a boot to Leon’s gut and then a european uppercut!
Paladin kips up to his feet and starts to lay boots into the downed Leon Britton. One stomp, two, three, four, five. Charles sneaks in the ring and levels Paladin with a ax handle from behind right before the ref jumps in his way and forces him out of the ring.
Jeffery: Its breaking down early.
Phoenix: Well, the Tag team championship is on the line. People get testy.
As the ref is forcing Charles out of the ring, Kensai springboards from outside of the ring to the top ropoe and flies across the ring with a dropkick onto the back of Leon’s head! The ref quickly turns and starts to usher Kensai out of the ring, quickly losing control of the match.
With the distraction, Charles runs into the ring and nails Paladin with a dropkick to the skull! Charles rolls Leon over Paladin, and the ref turns, finally getting Paladin out of the ring, and drops to count.
Jeffery: Cheap shot! Paladin might have a concussion! It’s over!
1...
2.. Kickout by Paaldin Wells.
Phoenix: Count faster, ref. JEEZ!
Leon is the first up. Leon lifts up Paladin Wells and whips him across the ring, but Paladin tags Kensai as he hits the ropes and comes out ducking Leon’s clothesline, and comes off the other side ropes, letting Kensai to sneak in behind Leon’s blind side and hit a SHINING WIZARD to the back of Leon’s head as Paladin stops on the ropes. Kensai lifts up the big man right into a falling powerslam and covers. the ref counts as he drops to the mat.
Jeffery: Kensai, from behind!
Phoenix: No. KICKOUT!
1...
2.. Kickout by Leon Britton.
Phoenix: Yeah, baby!
Kensai moves in to pick up Leon, but is countered by a poke to the eye from Leon, and then a European Uppercut! Kensai counter with a poke to the eye (himself) to Leon Britton and then grabs Leon’s head and goes off the ropes for a tornado ddt!
Outside the ring, Christopher Dawson is screaming at his man in displeasure.
Kensai is up, and drops and elbow on Leon, and then is quickly up, dropping another elbow. he repeat it, dropping a third, then a fourth, then a fifth, then a sixth. The crowd starts to count along with him. Another elbow drop (seven), eight, nine. Kensai pauses for a moment, and then drops a tenth elbow drop as the crowd chants ‘10.’
Phoenix: What, Kensai comes out of the clsoet, and now they like him?
Kensai lifts Leon off the ground, but Leon counters with a quick knee to the gut, and whips Kensai off the ropes, and right into a big boot! Leon leads Kensai over to his corner, tagging in Charles, and both start to land punches to Kensai’s head.
As Leon is forced out of the ring by the ref, Charles grabs Kensai and tosses him across the ring with a T-bone suplex! Unseen by Charles, Kensai slid up and made a blind tag to Paladin Wells, right before Charles pulls Kensai back toward his corner.
Phoenix: Charles didn;t see the tag!
Leon picks up Kensai in an electric chair, setting up for the Doomsday Device (One partner lifts opponent onto shoulders whilst partner delivers clothesline from the Top Rope), but Paladin comes off the ropes and anils Charles witha HUGE SPEAR!!! Kensai lands on his feet, ready for Paladin’s offense, and immediately skips across the ring and nails Leon off the apron with a SUPERKICK!!!
Phoenix: DEVASTATING! That’s all she wrote!
Kensai slides out of the ring, only for Paladin Wells to tag hi back in, motioning for him to climb the top rope. Paladin vaults Charles up and smashes him down to the ma with a HOLY AVENGER (Jackhammer powerslam)!!!
Phoenix: OUCHIE OUCHIE!!!!
A moment later, Kensai vaults off the turnbuckle with THE RISING SON (Top Rope Corkscrew Moonsault Pin)!!!
Leon tries to get back into the ring, but Paladin is up and across the ring, knocking Leon back down to the concrete floor.
The ref drops and counts!
1...
2...
THREE!!!
- Skill Set win.
The chorus of cheers continue from the crowd “Ssssskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill Set.”
Jeffery: SHIT! shit shit shit shit! Skill Set 2, The Brittons 0.
The bell rings and Gulmira by Ramin Djawadi starts to play on the PA. The ref raises Kensai’s & Paladin’s hands in victory as the Brittons regroup on the exit ramp beside a visibly angered Christopher Dawson.
Loveless: Your winners... The Skiiiiiiiiiiiiill Set!”
1. Skill Set (3 points)
2. S&M (2 points)
3. Wolfpack (1 point)
4. Great Brittons (0 points)
We shoot backstage to the locker room and see Jack “Mad Dog” Valentine sitting on a long bench in the center of the room. He’s dressed in full wrestling attire and reaches down into a gym bag on the floor and pulls out white tape and beings taping his hands, showing signs of soreness with every action he performs. Off camera, the sound of a door swinging open is heard and then it slams into the wall making a loud bang. Valentine looks up and quickly stands as Minion walks up to and looks down at the ailing Valentine.
Valentine: Couldn’t wait. We doin this here?
Minion: I’d relax if I were you. I wouldn’t want the little pooch getting upset and pulling a muscle or whatever excuse you’re planning on using after I pummel your sorry ass all over that ring.
Valentine: I don’t know what you’re talking about big fella. I’m a perfect one hundred percent. No excuses here or ever.
Minion grins and puts his hand on Valentine’s shoulder only to have it quickly slapped away.
Minion: Good luck Jack. You’ll need it.
Valentine looks on confused and concerned as Minion walks out of the locker room.
We head back to the ring now, where "The Icon" Mark Redman is standing in his ring gear with a microphone.
Redman: Ok. We all know why I'm here, so let's not waste any time. Carlos Murphy, custom champion, come on out here and accept my challenge!
We get a shot of the entrance stage, but there's no Murphy.
Phoenix: Well, I hate to break this to you all, but the champion was diagnosed with a concussion and hasn't been cleared to compete. He isn't even in the building.
Jeffrey: A concussion? How convenient! He gets challenged by 4CW's icon, and suddenly he has a concussion!
Phoenix: Uh, not exactly, Ray. He suffered the concussion three weeks ago. Before Redman issued the challenge!
Jeffrey: Suuuuuure he did. Admit it, Murphy is ducking Redman!
Redman: Nothing? Come on out here Murphy! Don't make me come back there!
Still no Murphy. Confident that the champion has no-showed, Redman calls his referee into the ring.
Redman: Ok, champ, we'll do this your way. If you don't come out here and get into this ring before the ten count, you lose by forfeit and I become the new champion.
Phoenix: A title change via forfeit? That's not in the rules.
Jeffrey: A champion who doesn't want to defend his title doesn't deserve it!
Phoenix: You know that's not what's going on here.
Redman: Come on. Ring the bell.
The referee doesn't look to be completely comfortable with this, but figures he'd better just get on with it to avoid the potential ass kicking he'd get if he doesn't.
Match 2 - Mark Redman v Carlos Murphy
The referee makes his count.
1!
2!
3!
Phoenix: Oh come on. This is a joke.
4!
5!
Redman hops up to lie Shawn Michaels style on the top turnbuckle.
6!
7!
8!
Jeffrey: We're about to crown a new champion!
9!
10!
- Mark Redman wins by forfeit.
Redman stands on the middle turnbuckle and raises his hands overhead, then falls to the canvas to his knees and acts like he's overwhelmed by emotion. He scrambles to his feet and demands the referee raise his hand, which he does.
Redman: Oh! Oh my god! This is...I can't describe this! This is...this is the greatest moment of your lives! You lucky, lucky people have just witnessed the first - but not last - championship win of Mark Redman's 4CW career! And it's all thanks to meeeee!
Redman poses a bit more on the turnbuckles, then returns to the centre of the ring.
Redman: You're welcome! But no, as your new champion I must remain professional. There's still business to be taken care of, isn't there Carlos? You are now in possession of something that belongs to me. If you don't want to show up to defend that title, fine, but you will show up to hand the belt over to its rightful owner. You have two weeks Carlos. Two weeks.
Redman poses a little more before leaving the ring.
The camera fades in to Sery standing on a street corner. Standing in front of a table that has merchandise spread all along it, T-Shirts, Caps, Necklaces, and other odd stuff. Odd stuff like posters that are shaped like Sery's head. Even weirder there is a curtain hanging down from the table to cover the bottom, a sign on it reads "The Sery Adult Section!" In front of a big Sery mannequin, Sery is standing yelling out to the streets!"
"Ladies and gentleman! Do I got a deal for you on some vintage Sery merchandise! Limited edition shirts! hats! posters! All for quite the bargain! C'mon people!"
Finally a tubby boy with red hair holding a Rhysus drink cup and a shirt that reads "I paid to see Drunken Janitor!" approaches the stand and glances over it for a bit.
"Got any Rhysus shirts?
"Nope"
"Anything vintage like Supreme? Roky? [chux]?
"Afraid not, fresh out. But I do have special Sery hand soap, better than any store brand, its a Seryous guarantee!"
"I could use some Sery toilet paper, you got that?"
Sery painfully shrugs off the low blow and keeps up his game.
"I'll autograph this Sery teddy bear for you!"
"How sad..."
"I'll throw in a complimentary Sery jack in the box! Well, guess we could call it a Sery in the box! HA!"
"This is a sad sight to see, you used to be one of my favorites. Now seeing you like this, its disappointing. What happened? You were going somewhere!"
The disappointed tubby kid turns his back to Sery and starts to walk the other way down the street.
"Sery will be back! You'll see, better than ever!"
Turning back to Sery for a brief moment, the kid glares right into Sery's face.
"How many times are you going to say this? Too all of your Sery fans? How many lets downs can we be put through? Time and time again you go, come back, then leave again."
"I know your a fan and are frustrated but just give it time!"
"I ain't no Sery fan anymore."
The kid takes out a wallet from the back pocket of his jeans and pulls out a training card and rips it in two and throws it to the concrete. Finally, the kid walks away. A distraught Sery goes and picks up what the tubby kid threw on the sidewalk. He connects the two pieces and sees that it is a 4CW Sery training card. In the photo Sery is holding the 4CW Custom Cup championship high above his head. Sery stands there alone with his thoughts staring at the old 4CW training card from years ago. Sery takes out his phone and dials a number.
"I'm back, lets hit the gym."
Loveless: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from San Diego, California. Standing 6 feet 8 inches and weighing in at 301 pounds! MINION!!!!
“Hells Bells” by AC/DC hits as the arena goes dim. Minion emerges on stage and slowly walks down the ramp as the crowd doesn’t respond much to the monster. He reaches the ring and climbs up onto the ring apron and then lifts both his legs over the top rope to enter the ring. He holds his hand up to the crowd unenthusiastically and then faces the entrance with a grin as his music dies.
Loveless: And his opponent, hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! Standing 6 feet 3 inches and weighing in at 235 pounds! JACK “MAD DOG” VALENTINE!!!!
“Supernova Goes Pop” by Powerman 5000 hits and out comes an energetic Valentine as he riles up the crowd on stage. He calls from them to keep screaming with his arms and then runs down the ramp uncharacteristically and slides right into the ring. He comes to a stop at Minion’s feet and quickly gets to his feet, but not without taking a few shots from Minion.
Phoenix: And this one is quickly underway! Valentine and Minion to end this New Redemption crap!
Jeffrey: Hey! Don’t be callin it “crap”. I’m a fan of New Redemption.
Phoenix: Whatever you say Ray.
*Ding* *Ding* *Ding*
Match 3 - Jack Valentine v Minion
Valentine is up and throws up his arm to block an incoming blow. He quickly capitalizes and fires back with his own left and rights. He backs up Minion to the corner as the crowd goes wild! He backs Minion up against the turnbuckle and quickly steps to his side and starts furiously chopping away on the chest of the monster. Minion just eats it all not being able to deliver anymore offense of his own. Valentine then starts kicking Minion in the midsection as he finally starts falling down the turnbuckle and then those kicks turns to stomps. Valentine lands a few more stomps on the big man and then walks away, showboating a bit to the crowd as they go nuts. Valentine turns back towards Minion and sees he’s trying to get up. Valentine explodes from his standing position and is in a full fledge run towards Minion. Valentine dives right at Minion, but the Monster stands aside and Valentine shoots right past him, through the turnbuckle ropes, and slams his shoulder into the steel ring post as a loud “pop” noise is heard.
Phoenix: Great start for Valentine, but he just missed Minion by inches and now looks to be in some real pain.
Jeffrey: Minion, Superior, Divyne….uhh….Roman. They’re all classic favorites.
Valentine stumbles out of the corner and immediately eats a big boot to the face as he turns around. He flops down to the canvas as Minion takes a minute to recover. Minion finally reaches down and grabs Valentine by his head and pulls him up. He whips him against the ropes and once he returns, Minion bends over and flips the incoming Mad Dog up and over his body, as Valentine gets some good air due to the size of Minion, and comes crashing down hard onto the canvas for a Back Body Drop. Valentine sits up holding his back, but not for long as Minion grabs him by the head and neck again. Minion gets Valentine to his feet and pulls him close and starts talking trash. Valentine suddenly knocks his hands away, leaps up, grabs the back of Minion’s head, while placing his knees and shins up against his face, and falls back to the mat for the Codebreaker!
Phoenix: Valentine is coming back! Huge reversal there!
Jeffrey: Minion is just a little rusty. He’s gonna be just fine.
Valentine, showing signs of soreness, still gets to his feet as Minion lay face down. Valentine climbs the turnbuckle to the top. He sizes up the unsuspecting opponent and leaps off the turnbuckle. He dives through the air and pulls up his arm to reveal a sharp elbow that he drives right into the spine of Minion! Valentine pops up and starts revving up the crowd, feeding off the energy. Minion uses the ropes and is nearly standing as he leans against them. Minion looks up and eats a big Super Kick to the jaw and it knocks him through the ropes and outside to the hard floor!
Phoenix: Valentine is making this look easy!
Valentine raises his arms to the crowd again, but looks towards the entrance ramp and sees his old friend Roman walking down the ramp. He’s clapping with each step he takes and grinning. Valentine isn’t entirely surprised as the official steps past him and exits the ring to prevent any further advancement from Roman. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and allows the little official to stop him as he instead starts yelling up to Valentine as both men exchange in a back and forth. The crowd slowly starts to get louder as they see another individual hop the guardrail and slide into the ring. He gets right behind Valentine, reaches down, and connects with a Low Blow! It’s Mullet Superior and he starts kicking and stomping the downed Valentine. Roman tosses the referee viciously into the guardrail and slides into the ring to join the attack.
- No contest.
Phoenix: Of course! These guys can never just have a fair fight!
Jeffrey: I love it!
They get Valentine to his feet and toss him into the turnbuckle. Roman runs towards him, but he lifts his leg and Roman’s face connects with it knocking him down. Mullet Superior approaches much more cautiously and lunges at Valentine. He ducks down and Low Blows Superior and then clotheslines him down to the mat. He turns and faces both men awaiting them to get back up, but he suddenly feels sharp pain to the back of his right knee and he drops to his left. Minion has returned with a baseball bat in hand. He swings it again and into the back of Valentine, knocking him flat on his face. Roman and Superior scramble over and each grabs an arm of Valentine and they stand him up. Minion stands before a helpless Valentine, he says something to him, and turns away. He then quickly grabs the bat and drives it into the gut of Valentine hard! He nearly falls over, but Roman and Superior make sure that doesn’t happen.
Phoenix: This isn’t right! Someone stop this!
Jeffrey: Are you kidding Ray?! I’m having the time of my life! Valentine deserves every shot he takes.
Phoenix: You’re sick Ray.
Minion drops the bat and instead pulls back and connects with a haymaker of a right, into the eye of Valentine. Minion then squares up and starts pummeling Valentine with a barrage of left and rights. Finally, a bloody Valentine stands held up by his former buddies slumping forward. Minion shakes his right hand as if he’d hurt it against Valentine’s face. He leans in and clearly says “This has been a long time coming, Jack”. He then notions with his head towards the ropes and Roman and Superior toss Valentine right through the ropes and he lands hard on the cold floor to the outside. The crowd boos heavily which seems to affect Minion as he makes a face and heads towards the outside. He lands right in front of Valentine and grabs him by his hair and leads him around the ring towards the announce table.
Phoenix: I think that’s enough! Let him go!
Minion ignores the pleas and instead gets Valentine up on his shoulders in a seated postion. Minion then Jack Knife Powerbombs Valentine right through the announce table! Minion shouts out to the crowd as Superior and Roman start to lead Minion towards the back as “Hells Bells” by AC/DC hits. They leave the audience in silence and Jack Valentine broken and bleeding as he shows no signs of movement. 4CW officials and paramedics head down the ramp and barely get around the intimidating Minion and crew. They attend to Valentine as the remnants of New Redemption exit backstage.
Phoenix: I can’t believe what I just saw! I hope he’s alright.
Jeffrey: He got what he had coming to him. He’s lucky it wasn’t worse.
Phoenix: You’re sick Ray. They could’ve killed him! He can’t take them all on alone. He needs some help.
Jeffrey: You coming outta retirement Scott?
Phoenix: Maybe.
Jeffrey: Bahahaha! And then maybe your mum can be your manager! Hahahaha!
Phoenix: Damn you Ray.
To the back! The beautiful and undervalued Candi is stood backstage with her microphone, ready to conduct an interview. She's professional enough, but definitely looks like she's not too happy about something.
Candi: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time is Jenna Divyne.
Pan across to where Jenna is stood with a serious look.
Candi: Jenna, last week you had an impressive showing against Jada Mynx. What's next for you?
Jenna: Isn't that obvious? I want to be the next 4CW womens champion. That's why we're all here, isn't it? Well I don't know about Jada, she's a disgrace. Look Candi, all you need to know is that things are going to start changing around here. I watched Lorelei Spice and Amy Andolini make names for themselves, and just sat back and let it happen. You know, I have a lot of respect for them for that. I waited my turn, they didn't. They took what they wanted, they did whatever they had to do. I've done my time being compared to the likes of Jada Mynx, and I've done my time standing next to Mad Dogs. I'm no mad dog Candi, I'm a psycho bitch, and it's about damn time that I started taking what I want out of this place.
Candi: ...huh. You know, you are so right.
Jenna: I know. What's that supposed to mean?
Candi: I'm sick of this. I was interim general manager here! Now I'm just an interviewer! And not even 'the' interviewer, they have that skank Jenny Loveless doing these things too!
Jenna: What the hell are you talking about, little girl?
Candi: You're right. This company has opportunities for people who want to take them. I'm going to do it.
Jenna: Are you hijacking my interview? Are you mocking me, Candi?
Candi: What? No!
Jenna: I think you are. You're being sarcastic. You're mocking me!
Candi: No, I'm serious. I want more than this!
Jenna: Oh, you're too good to interview me? You're better than me, huh?
Candi: That's not what I meant.
Jenna: Yes it is. You want more than this? Fine. Next week you get to play wrestler...
Jenna leans in close to Candi's face.
Jenna: ...against me. See you in the ring.
Jenna leaves. Candi is clearly intimidated, but fired up to make something more of herself and looks ready to take on the world.
Back to the arena now, for tonight's main event!
Loveless: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the main event of the evening, and is part of the World Tag Team Title Tournament! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 575 pounds...the three-time 4CW Tag Team Champions...Senecca and Dirk Meyer, S&M!
An eruption of cheers greets the duo, while "Berzerk" pumps through the speakers. On the 4CWtron, the acronym "S&M" lights up, and below it two figures appear on the stage.
Phoenix: After an extended hiatus from 4CW, S&M returned as surprise entrants in this tournament to crown new Tag Team Champions, and what better team to breathe some life into this division than the one that helped launch it in the first place!
Jeffrey: I don't usually agree with you because you're wrong, as a general rule of thumb, but this time you accidentally hit the nail right on the head, like a blind carpenter clumsily wielding a hammer like a drunk Mexican father at a quinceañera.
Phoenix: Uh, thanks...? I think.
Jeffrey: That's right, an insult within an insult. I just Inceptioned your ass!
Phoenix: Anyway-
Jeffrey: Insultceptioned!
While Scott sighs to himself and shakes his head at Ray's idiocy, Senecca and Meyer both stay focused as they head towards the ring. Each man takes to a different corner and climbs the turnbuckles, posing to the fans.
Phoenix: As I was saying, these two are getting a rare warm welcome here tonight.
Jeffrey: What are you talking about? Who's not into S&M?!
Loveless: And their opponents...first, from Detroit, Michigan...standing 6'1" and weighing 200 pounds...EDDIE WOLFBAINE!
The lights dim and Eminem gives way to Flyleaf, with "I'm So Sick" marking the arrival of Eddie Wolfbaine. The crowd continues cheering, but louder now for Wolfbaine, as the opening lyrics play.
Phoenix: Speaking of returns, one of the biggest things to come out of Gallows End was this man right here. Eddie Wolfbaine, former World and Tag Team Champion, is no stranger to Senecca and Dirk Meyer.
Jeffrey: Hey, I'm as thrilled to see Eddie back as anyone here-
Ray pauses as Scott looks at him with a "don't give me that bullshit" stare.
Jeffrey: Okay, I may have spread a rumor saying he was run over and killed in the hopes that it would come true. That said, these fans are about to be a little less happy to see him back after S&M wipe the floor with him, just like old times.
Phoenix: Not to say he needs one, but are you forgetting he has a teammate?
Jeffrey: Speaking of old times...
An explosion of pyro bursts into the air as the words "I will break" are screamed. Wolfbaine steps out onto the stage with Gwendolyn, but motions for his wife to go back to the locker room after making eye contact with Dirk Meyer. He keeps his eyes locked on the two men in the ring as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, waiting at ringside for his music to fade out while the fans quiet. Soon after, a low rumble of drumming can be heard rising through the speakers, before a shout pierces the otherwise silent arena.
LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE
Yet again, pyro explodes into the air, lighting the dark with fire. Volbeat's "A Warrior's Call" pumps through the arena as Lord Skywolf walks onto the stage. He slowly looks from one side of the arena to the other, nodding at the cheering fans, and then starts running down the ramp, motioning for Wolfbaine to get in the ring.
Loveless: And his partner, from Toronto, Ontario-
Sarah Loveless is cut off by Skywolf sliding under the bottom rope and going straight for Senecca. Wolfbaine takes a moment to react, but quickly follows suit and charges Meyer before he can help his teammate beyond a few punches. Meyer off his back, literally and figuratively, Skywolf takes a step back and looks for a quick lariat, but Senecca ducks it and Skywolf stops short of hitting Loveless as she tries to leave the ring. He holds up his hands apologetically, but is distracted long enough for Senecca to take the advantage with a clothesline of his own to the back of Skywolf's head, knocking him face-first to the mat.
Phoenix: It's been years since we've seen Lord Skywolf in a 4CW ring, and my first thought was how much ring rust we were going to see. Not just physically, but mentally. I don't think the Skywolf of old would've let himself get caught there, personally.
Jeffrey: Nonsense. He's always been that terrible. Even when he did us all a favor and finished off that Alexandre twit, he needed Chris Drake's help to do it.
Match 4 - Wolfpack v S&M
With Meyer back into the corner, Wolfbaine mounts the turnbuckles and begins firing right hands down into his skull. As Senecca shakes off the punches from Skywolf, he turns his focus to helping his partner, while the referee assists Loveless in exiting the ring.
Phoenix: Don't look now, but here comes Senecca!
Jeffrey: That makes no sense. Wouldn't you want to look if someone was coming up behind you?
Senecca checks to make sure the referee's back is turned, then delivers an uppercut low blow to Wolfbaine. Doubled over from the shot, Wolfbaine is then hoisted onto Senecca's shoulders in a powerbomb position, while Meyer climbs to the top rope. The fans are mixed on how to react, but cheer when Meyer comes off the top with an inverted bulldog, slamming Wolfbaine to the mat and straight into a pin from Senecca. Meyer runs over to the referee, who happens to still be distracted by Loveless. He quickly turns around and dives across the canvas to start the count.
1!
2!
Just before the hand comes down a third time, Skywolf clubs Senecca in the back of the head with a diving forearm, disrupting the count.
Jeffrey: You wanna talk ring rust? How about Skywolf being down that long? Hell, he probably waited there on purpose to let Eddie do the fighting for him.
Senecca stumbles to his feet and back against the ropes, with Skywolf in hot pursuit. Meyer makes another move to help Senecca, but this time the referee is there to stop him, telling him to exit the ring. Dirk resists initially, then gives in until he sees Wolfbaine getting up to help Skywolf, at which point he tries to push past the ref, causing the official to hold him back. Taking full advantage of the distraction, Skywolf drives a knee into Senecca's gut, grabbing an arm and motioning for Wolfbaine to do the same. They both whip him across the ring to the far ropes, with Skywolf moving forward to catch him on the rebound with a high spinebuster, right as Wolfbaine connects with a Hammerspace Lariat. Skywolf leaves Wolfbaine in the ring to cover Senecca, while Meyer has finally just left the ring.
1...
2...
Kick out!
Phoenix: Coming into this match, you also had to wonder how much strain that surgically-reconstructed left knee of Skywolf could take, but after that I don't think there's any question. As you can see, that left knee is braced, but he hasn't appeared to favor it at all yet.
Jeffrey: Yet. That's the keyword. Once the adrenaline rush dies down, he'll be feeling every move and every step.
Wolfbaine calls the ref a slow counter, then drives a forearm into Senecca's head as he tries to sit up. Meyer yells at him from the apron, to which Wolfbaine responds "go fuck yourself" amidst a flurry of cheers from the crowd.
Jeffrey: Hey, ref, do something! Fine him!
Phoenix: Fine him?
Jeffrey: I don't see you coming up with ideas.
Dragging Senecca to his feet, Wolfbaine pushes him back into a neutral corner, then begins stomping him in the gut, forcing him to a seated position. The referee warns Wolfbaine, who backs off and makes a beeline for the opposite corner, then comes charging back and jumps up just as Senecca moves out of the way. Wolfbaine sees his dodge attempt and corrects himself in midair to land standing on the bottom rope, but he's too late to stop Senecca from tagging in Meyer, who enters the ring and stares down Wolfbaine as the crowd goes nuts.
Phoenix: This entire match is a lesson in 4CW history, but these two have been through hell with each other and we're about to get a refresher course!
Both men charge each other, meeting in the middle of the ring with rights and lefts. Neither gives an inch, prompting Skywolf and Senecca to both reenter the fray, exchanging punches with each other.
Phoenix: All four men are going at it in the middle of the ring, and these fans are loving it!
Jeffrey: Now all we need is a referee that won't call for the bell every time an extra person is in the ring.
Scott motions to the referee, who is back flirting with Loveless through the ropes.
Phoenix: That may not be a problem.
Senecca and Meyer both try to get the upper hand with stereo kicks to the midsection, but Skywolf and Wolfbaine catch each attempt. S&M are left hopping on one foot before they're dropped to the mat with simultaneous clotheslines, but both men are right back to their feet, this time catching dual dropkicks for their trouble. Senecca rolls to the outside of the ring to catch a breather, but Skywolf is right on him, slamming him into the guardrail. Inside the ring, the referee focuses his attention back on the match at hand, as Dirk Meyer is whipped right past him and into the ropes. Wolfbaine catches him with a sleeper hold off the rebound, while Senecca delivers a low blow to Skywolf on the outside and then drives his spine straight into the steel ringpost. Meyer is promptly slammed to the mat on the back of his head with a modified neckbreaker, as Wolfbaine keeps hold of the neck and turns him over onto his stomach, reapplying the rear naked choke and then rolling forward into the Cloud City Chokehold.
Phoenix: Meyer looks like he's about to tap!
But before he can, Senecca makes the save by stomping across Wolfbaine's chest, causing him to release the hold. Meyer holds his throat and rolls to the apron, while Wolfbaine is quick to his feet, but Senecca overpowers him and rams him into the turnbuckles. He pulls back and drives his shoulder into
Wolfbaine's midsection several times over, before straight-up choking him while the referee tries to pry him off. Finally resorting to the five-count, the ref is able to pull Senecca off, who angrily turns around and walks right into the Howling Superkick from Skywolf.
Jeffrey: No!
Phoenix: Senecca...is out cold!
Dropping like a sack of bricks, Senecca hits the mat with a hard thud. Shaking off the attack at ringside, Skywolf looks down at Senecca, then to Wolfbaine in the corner. Skywolf shrugs, then motions to Wolfbaine to let him know they're all his. Wolfbaine hesitates for a moment, but quickly warms to the idea, dragging Dirk Meyer away from the ropes and into the middle of the ring, next to Senecca.
Phoenix: Eddie Wolfbaine is about to send a message to S&M tonight!
Wolfbaine hooks the legs, then turns a helpless Meyer over into the Dragon's Tail. Meyer resists, trying to hold out for as long as he can, but with Senecca just now showing signs of consciousness, he's given no other option but to tap out. The referee calls for the bell, having given up trying to remember who the legal man was but surprisingly getting it right.
- Wolfpack win.
Loveless: Here are your winners...the team of Lord Skywolf and Eddie Wolfbaine!
"I'm So Sick" overtakes the sound system again, as Wolfbaine holds the move on a moment longer but finally lets go. Shouting at the top of his lungs, he slaps Skywolf on the chest and then takes to a nearby corner, raising his fists in the air. Laughing to himself, Skywolf looks down at his chest, then turns his head back to look over his shoulder at Wolfbaine, before quietly exiting the ring.
Phoenix: It's very uncharacteristic of Skywolf to leave the ring like that after a victory, but maybe he's just letting Wolfbaine have his moment in the sun. We still don't know why these two have teamed up together, but what we do know is they make a hell of a team. Wolfbaine wanted to send a message to Meyer, but I think these two sent a very clear message to the rest of the teams in this competition.
Inside the ring, Wolfbaine notices Skywolf leaving and raises his hands in question, but Skywolf just responds with applause and a bow, motioning for Eddie to enjoy the win.
The updated standings are shown on the 4CWtron.
1= Skill Set (3 points)
1= Wolfpack (3 points)
3. S&M (2 points)
4. Great Brittons (0 points)
Phoenix: Let's go backstage where Jenny Loveless is waiting to interview Siddney Black.
We go to the backstage area where 4CW interviewer, Jenny Loveless is standing facing the camera. She smiles as the camera pulls out slightly and shows the new face of NME, Siddney Black. He stands, emotionless, staring out of the big screen Tron. The camera continues to pull back until it shows Siddney's black t-shirt with the NME logo emblazoned in white across the chest.
Jenny Loveless: Siddney, thank you for making the time to speak to me today.
Siddney Black: No problem Jenny. Always happy to spread the word.
JL: You joined the 4CW ranks several months ago, but have only recently become active. Was there any reason for your inactivity? An injury maybe?
SB: No, I wasn't injured Jenny. I was told I needed to wait until I was needed by the previous management. So I sat and waited, but the call from management never came.
JL: 4CW has always been about wrestlers making their own opportunities, about taking what they want, rather than waiting for chances to be given to them. Surely, if you want to make waves, if you want to be involved, then you need to grab it.
SB: When I signed up I was new, I didn't know anyone, but NME have given me a chance. NME have accepted me into their family. They have let me put my foot in the door, and I intend to open it. This is me making waves and being involved.
JL: You've talked about NME tonight, and on our previous Storm Front. Is NME just you, or is this a classic NME stable?
SB: NME is never just one person, and the people involved in the faction change and flex. The Saint brought me into the family, and shared his vision, but he has now moved on. NME will continue, and this is just the start.
JL: So will we see more people in NME colours? Are the ranks going to swell?
SB: Everyone has a little bit on NME in them, Jenny, it's just a question of how soon they understand that and start wearing our colours. What I can reveal is Jacob White is the newest member of the NME family, and you'll be seeing him real soon.
JL: Jacob White? The name doesn't ring a bell, what can you tell us about him?
SB: Jenny, patients is a virtue. You'll find out all about Jacob White soon enough.
JL: So, finally Siddney, what does the future hold for NME?
SB: The future is bright Jenny. In fact, the future is Black and White.
We come back to the arena, where "Narcissistic Cannibal" by Korn hits the PA system and a mixed reaction from the crowd as Rhysus appears on stage, with the 4CW World Championship around his waist.
Loveless: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the 4CW World Champion, "The Bruiser" Rhysus!
Phoenix: Rhysus achieved the incredible at Gallows End, he came full circle in his 4CW Career and finally became our World Champion! Of course, that victory has been somewhat overshadowed by Rhysus' brutal attack on Carstein which leaves him currently out of action! Rhysus is extremely frustrated and he showed that last week.
Jeffrey: Yeah, when he knocked you on your ass!
Phoenix: Regardless of the details... Rhysus has shown a different side lately... more aggressive... less of the good guy we've come to know over the years... I have wondered whether the pressure of being the champion is sending him into a downward spiral.
Jeffrey: You talk a lot of crap, you know! He's not under any pressure... he's just showing a new attitude... and it's about time, I've been saying he's too much of a goody two shoes for years now!
Rhysus enters the ring, which is clad with balloons, a banner hanging from the ceiling reading "New Champion" and a chair for Rhysus to sit on. He grabs a microphone from ringside and smiles as he looks around the ring.
Rhysus: I gotta be honest, I'm feeling pretty good right now.
The crowd share a mixed reaction to the new champion. A murmur of not quite cheers and not quite boos echo around the arena.
Rhysus: I know what you're all thinking... now that he's the champ, the Bruiser is this cocky, arrogant know-it-all who just wants to show off his achievement... well, that's not true.
The crowd are unconvinced.
Rhysus: No, really. All I wanted was to celebrate my greatest achievement. I've worked my ass off in this business for so long, and winning this title... it was the greatest moment of my career. I felt like I'd climbed to the top of Kiliminjaro. And then Carstein came out, for the sole purpose of shadowing my moment, ruining it... and all that after he terrified my daughter and her mother... he made their life and my life hell for weeks... and I'll admit it, I snapped. I saw red... it's all a bit of a blur. I'm not sure exactly what happened, but I am sure that I don't regret it. Carstein is recovering in hospital, and I'm glad I put him there. I'm just sorry he's recovering.
Rhysus moves the mic away, looks around the crowd and chuckles.
Rhysus: And don't think I haven't noticed... I've noticed... you guys, your reaction to me... it's changed... the cheers are quieter... the boos are louder... you guys are starting to dislike me... and I don't begrudge you for that, we live in a world of free speech... but I don't understand it. I thought you all wanted me to give Carstein what he deserved... I thought you all wanted me to put him on the shelf... you all cheered me when I threatened to kill him, but when I actually tried to do it, you started to change your minds... and you've disappointed me.
A lull around the arena as the fans aren't sure how to react, although there is a few boos that can be clearly heard.
Rhysus: For years, I poured blood and sweat ... and hell, even some tears... all for you guys. I've been slammed into glass, smashed into tables and beat into thumbtacks... I've jumped from that turnbuckle, over those ropes and onto this mat... and it was all for you... and this is how you repay me? What have I done wrong, exactly? Do you think I should have let Carstein be? Should I not have defended my family? Should I have forgiven him, after he permanently scarred my little girl emotionally? You tell me, huh - YOU TELL --
Ozzy Osborne’s “Hell Raiser” plays, and out comes Marie Dubois, wearing a black leather corset, blue denim shorts and black leather boots. Marie, microphone in hand, marches down the ramp and climbs into the ring.
Phoenix: We haven’t seen Marie Dubois since her victory at Gallows End against Jenna Divyne.
Marie looks at The Bruiser with disgust on her face, and then shakes her head.
Phoenix: Be careful Marie, this might not be a good idea.
Marie: Right now, Carstein is laying in a hospital bed. He’s barely conscious, and covered in bandages. And that’s an improvement over how he was. After Gallows End, he was at death’s door, barely hanging onto life. And it’s all because of you.
Rhys can’t believe what he’s hearing.
Rhysus: Hey everyone, look who it is! Carstein's girlfriend... come out here to fight his battles have you? You come out here criticising me for beating up Carstein? He begged me to do it! For weeks, he wound me up, trying to find a way inside my head... and all the while he was encouraging me to destroy him... so I just gave him what he wished for - and you know something, girlie... I'm so happy to hear how much he's suffering... it really does make my day that little bit sweeter -
Marie: Do you want to know why Carstein played his mind games against you for months?
Rhys looks at Marie with disgust for interrupting him. He tries to speak again but she talks over him.
Marie: A lot of people think it’s for revenge after you eliminated him from the Battle Royal at Revival. Carstein’s not that petty. It’s because you’re a threat.
Rhysus: Well, he's right. I am a threat. I'm the 4CW World Champion.
Marie laughs.
Marie: No, no, no - you misunderstand. You're not a threat to him in a match. He could beat you for that title, I know that much. You’re a threat to everybody. Not just the boys in the back, but the commentators, the refs... the girls... Everybody. You’re a threat because you’re unstable. You’re barely human. You’re a monster.
The crowd is quiet, listening to every word Marie says, and watching for Rhys’ reaction.
Rhysus: Alright, that's real good Marie. So this is his plan... make out like I'm this unstable monster who no man, woman or child is safe around while he continues to torture women, children and dress like a vampire. Real cute.
Marie: Oh, Carstein's... eccentric, I'll give you that. But Carstein could see you for who and what you truly are. You’re a monster Rhys, and a danger to the roster. You’re barely in control of your emotions, and you’re automatic reaction to opposition is to beat people so they’re inches from death. Carstein came down to the ring for a fight... but when the fight was over, you didn't stop. Look at what you did to Carstein at Gallows End!
Rhysus: Marie, you know damn well he had it coming.
Marie: Really? OK, let me ask you something else Bruiser... did Rasheed Evans have it coming when you tortured him on shards of broken glass? Remember all those guys you hurt with your ridiculous Death Matches... Julian MagneZ, Kurtis Raymond... the list goes on and on... but you hid behind the support of these fickle fans and made a name for yourself as a hero when really you're just a fraud. Carstein needed to show you for what you really are. It wasn’t enough to simply tell everyone. He needed your mask to slip, and now it’s well and truly gone. Now we can all see the real Rhysus. He’s not a hero; he’s not a role model for children. He never was. He’s a psychopath, an unhinged, psychotic monster. And the sooner someone puts you down the better.
Rhysus frowns, his reputation being tainted right in front of his face... his anger rising to boiling point as he leans into Marie, getting right up in her face. But Marie doesn't move. She says, with a vindictive smile.
Marie: Carstein’s not the bad guy here Rhys. You are.
Rhysus pushes Marie and she falls to the floor. He steps back and the crowd are not happy with what they are seeing. Maybe Marie's right... maybe Rhysus is a monster in disguise. In the ring, he pulls his hands through his hair. He's obviously let his anger get the better of him and regretted it instantly.
He slips out of the ring, not stopping to acknowledge the fans or anyone around him. He walks up the ramp as Marie uses the ropes to help herself to her feet, possibly exaggerating, and maybe a little scared, but a smile nonetheless etched across her face. She picks up the mic.
Marie: Thank you for proving my point.
Rhysus stops but doesn't turn around, and then after a few moments, continues up the ramp and behind the stage. A referee comes into the ring to check on Marie.
Phoenix: I don't know what to say. Marie was right, Rhysus has no control of his emotions at the moment, but is he really the monster she's claiming he is?
Jeffrey: I don't know, but he's sure as hell a lot more interesting!
The show fades on scenes of a couple of medics checking on the belle from Hell and Rhysus looking back less than sympathetic.