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Topic Started: Jan 17 2010, 07:16 AM (693 Views)
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Land of Confusion by Disturbed hits as the SWAT Mid South logo appears. Various video scenes that follow include: Eric Herrera and The American Freebear standing nose to nose...Sexy By Nature shaking hands with the fans as they come down the aisle...Tong Fairtex striking Tony Damico...Mr Pornstar holding the National title up after winning it...Montana falling from a scaffold...Adam Haven swinging a chair and missing Scott Diamond Studd...The KGB being upset by Sexy By Nature...Flamboyant Berry being thrown into the guardrail...The Happy Faces embracing after a win...Hennigan and Reyes in a joyous embrace after winning the Mid South tag titles..Sangre leaving the ring with blood on his face...Mr Pornstar on his knees grimacing in pain..The American Freebear holding the 2008 Hamilton Cup in the air...Brock Sisson choking Tong Fairtex on the ropes...Dragon Belt leveling RH3 with a superkick..Jade stomping away at Veronica Rodriguez...Lynn Brewster smacking Jamie Mae Dearmon in the face..Brian Brewster locking up with Adam Haven...Ned Chambers winning the very first St Valentines Day Massacre...Jason Stevens and Paul Soutter being pulled apart by security..Pagan holding Soutters briefcase full of money over his head...Adrian Tanner Jr throwing a wild right hook. Jason Birmingham holds the Hamilton Cup over his head...Freebear and Frostbite stand nose to nose in the middle of the ring.


The Arena comes to life as the cameras go on..BATTLEGROUND is live!! Signs around the arena include:


Dragon Belt=next MS Champ!! O'Malley stole my beer!! Sisson > Freebear!!
Playbox Inc needs Frostbite!!


Webber: Hello fans..Welcome to the first Battleground of the year!! Im Warren Webber and as always, my co-host Frank Salazar!! Frank, I see ya survived the holidays..

Frank: Thats right Webber, but that damn fruitcake your old lady gave me, kept me in the shitter for 3 days!!

Webber: It happens bud. Fans, you may remember the Hamilton Cup was stolen from the winner Jason Birmingham, after the tournament was concluded. Well Marcus O'Malley was taken into police custody and then cleared of suspicion. We STILL have no idea who has the cup. Strangely enough we seem to be at a dead end as far as leads go, but IF we get anything new, we WILL pass it on. Meanwhile lets get up to the ring for our first bout.

*LOUD* bear roar rings throughout the arena as the opening chords of Lynard Skynard's classic "Freebird" plays through the loudspeakers. A big tall man makes himself known to the crowd, crouching low near the entrance ramp with both fists touching the ground; before rising up to his full height shouting a thunderous bellow!

Chester: From Jacksonville, Florida! Standing in at 6' 2" and weighing THREE HUNDRED and TWENTY-EIGHT pounds.... He is known as the Flyin' Ursine, he is the one of a kind... AMERICAN FREEBEAR!

The American Freebear marches towards the ring, bringing up his huge hand as he walks or slapping a few fan's hands as he passes them by. STOMPS up the ring steps before removing his jeweled jacket and promises to the crowd that tonight... they shall see the Freebear fly!

Frank: Freebear dropped the MS Title to Frostbite at the Rick Owen show and hes hell bent on getting back on the winning track here tonight. But Dragon has NO intentions of being a stepping stone.

Main theme from the movie "The One" starts as An ominous looking dragon appears slowly on the tron and roars as it spews fire as pyrotechnics explode and Dragon Belt & Dragonatrix appear at riongside. They storm ringside through the pryotechnics. Dragon Belt leaps onto the ring apron and does a sommersault shoulder roll into the ring while. He proceeds to perform a breathtaking martial arts exhibition while Dragonatrix poses Chyna like with her fists on her hips. Both snap their heads either towards the ring entrance or towards opponent glaring as he places his fist in his palm.

Finisher: Flying Dragon-Dragon Belt leaps onto the top turnbuckle like Rob van Dam & let's out a terrifying kai before leaping off turnbuckle and executing a devastatingly powerful Kung Fu style superkick off top rope.


Chester: And his opponent..he comes to us from Hong Kong, China. He weighs in at 225lbs. He is a former World Bunkhouse Champion, as well as a former SWAT Mid South National Heavyweight Champion.accompanied by Dragonatrix..he is Dragon Belt!!!

Frank: Wow!! Freebear attacking at the bell!! Referee Jack Jones signals for the bell, we're underway!! Freebear sending Dragon to the ropes, powerslam as Dragon rebounds, Freebear dropping a thunderous legdrop on Dragon. Freebear bringing Dragon to his feet, sends him to the far corner, Running Clothesline connects as Dragon drops to the mat.

Webber: Freebear not wasting any time here, he knows he MUST strike first and often to get the advantage over Dragon Belt. Freebear lets Dragon get to his feet..Stungun headbutt staggers Dragon. Freebear sends Dragon again to the corner..Corner running leg lariat, WHOA!! Freebear met head on with a Kung Fu kick to the side of the head!! Freebear went down like he'd been shot!! Dragon Belt is down as well. Both men down that quick!! Dragon Belt starting to move first..getting to his knees, Dragon landing those dragon claw strikes to the throat and chest, Freebear off balance as Dragon goes to work.

Frank: Freebear gained and lost the advantage as quick as a flash, Dragon landing a Flying double chop off the ropes, Freebear down to his knees, Dragon rebounds off the ropes and scores with a Kung Fu kick that takes the big man to his back!!
Dragon drops an elbow and covers...

Referee Jack Jones:
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2.....


Webber: Freebear powers out!! Dragon launched between the ropes and out to the floor!! Dragonatrix over to check on her man as Freebear regains his composure. Dragon shaking the cobwebs out..Freebear rolling out to the floor as Dragon mets him. Both men trading blows, Freebear misses a roundhouse right and Dragon lands a low blow, Freebear doubled over as Dragon charges, Freebear backdropping Dragon on the floor!! Freebear with a diving headbutt, connects as Dragonatrix gets the hell out of the way!!

Frank: Listen to these moronic fans..theyre CHEERING the fact that these 2 are beating the piss out of each other!! Savages!! Freebear rolls Dragon back into the ring and then turns his attention to Dragonatrix..Freebear pointing a finger at her, I didnt see her make any moves towards him, Freebear shouting something at her, Dragon suddenly from the ring..Running corkscrew plancha..Freebear CATCHES his man!! Freebear catches Dragon Belt..Dragon shifting his weight, dropping down the back of Freebear, sending the big man into the ringpost!!

Webber: Freebear hits the ringpost hard, as Dragon catches him turning around, Dragon laying in those Kung Fu kicks to the face and head, Freebear staggered, Dragon opening up here, Kung Fu punches to the nose and face, Freebear backed to the ring apron, Dragon backing away, Dragon charging at Freebear..dives..Freebear drops to the floor, Dragon misses a big splash and crashes against the apron!! Freebear, his forehead bleeding from the ringpost shot,
quickly lifts Dragon on his shoulders..Samoan drop sends the Kung Fu master to the floor!!

Frank: Dragonatrix quickly makes her way over to see to Dragon as Freebear rolls under the ropes into the ring. Dragon shaking the cobeebs away as Dragonatrix gives him some words of encouragement, Dragon getting to his feet, Freebear off the top corner..Missile dropkick!! Holy Hell..Freebear with the high risk move, catching Dragon on the way down!! Dragonatrix barely avoided the impact, both men down as Freebear slowly tries to get to his knees, Dragon Belt barely moving as the ref checks on him.

Webber: Dragon slowly trying to stand, he uses he ring apron to balance himself, Freebear charging his man,cartwheels into Dragon, landing elbow first!! Dragon hitting the floor, Freebear lifting him by the head, Dragon with a jab to the throat, staggers Freebear..Dragon Strike to the side of the head..Freebear stumbles back. Dragon rolls into the ring as Freebear follows, Dragon catching him coming in, stomps to the head and shoulders..Freebear sweeping the legs, takes down Dragon. Freebear drops a leg across the chest, Dragon with the wind knocked out of him..Freebear climbs the turnbuckle, Dragon quickly up on the middle turnbuckle to stop him, Dragon laying a pair of shots to the side of the head, Freebear held up on the top turnbuckle, Dragon lifting the big man onto his shoulders..Dragon's Revenge!!

Frank: Dragon taking the big man up and over!! Dragon grabbing the opportunity that was there..Freebear landing on TOP of Dragon..Dragon not moving, he may have caught the brunt of the fall. Freebear gets to his feet as Dragon is holding his shoulder, Dragon may be hurt!! Freebear climbing the turnbuckle..WAIT..Dragon gets to his feet, Dragon quickly positions himself under Freebear, Freebear caught on the turnbuckle..Dragon using his foot to push them both back, away from the corner..Freebear crashes to the mat...Dragon Covers..

Referee Jack Jones:
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2.....
3 !!!


Webber: Did Dragon get him?? Freebears leg is across the bottom rope!! Dragonatrix quickly knocks it off!! The ref didnt see it!!

Chester: Here is your winner..Dragon Belt!!

Webber: Freebear is stunned!! He tries to tell the ref what happened, but Dragon and Dragonatrix are half way up the ramp!!

The scene goes to the back of the arena, where a security guard is seen standing with someone trying to enter the building.

Guard: Thank you sir, sorry for the hold up. We have to check everyones I.D. though.

SWAT Texas State head Sean Philbrick walks past him and makes his way down the corridor as several backstage personell watch him walk past.
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What is this more revenge for Hennigan&Reys on the big screen see public a kind of rehearsing of the arriving of Alley Cats from the ramp.
Yes we see Edward and Henry in their streetclothes followed from Stormy Weather they are rehearsing there entering wow very tasteless!
Edward is falling when he posed and Stormy Weather hit him wearing her high heels.
Can somebody put this off the screen it,s not the time or place to show the rehearsing off anything.
Screen go on black and is ready for the up coming SWAT Mid-South tagteam belts match.
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(Dragon Belt is in the lockerroom being tended to by the medical personnel as Dragonatrix watches. He looks at the camera and sighs.)

Dragon Belt: "I'm glad you arrived just in time."

(The medical personnel finish tending to him and leave.)

Dragon Belt: "Now I know what you are thinking American Freebear. You feel you were screwed out of a victory. You're going to be roaring and destroying the lockerroom like a maniac because of the outcome of the match."

(He gets up.)

Dragon Belt: "Now you'll be demanding some kind of revenge. You'll demand satisfaction because your pride was hurt and you lost your possible title shot. You'll demand a rematch
with me."

(He rolls his eyes and sighs as he painfully folds his arms.)

Dragon Belt: "Being the true man I am and being the competitive person that I am American Freebear. If the promoters want it so will I. I'll give you a rematch American freebear. Anyone else would refuse, but being I have more 'guts' and heart than you think I do. So are you going to be happy American Freebear."

(He grows serious and glares into the camera.)

Dragon Belt: "However, you showed no guts at all making threatening moves against my wife Dragonatrix. Yeah American Freebear it took a lot of courage to threaten my wife like you did. Did she interfere? She didn't American Freebear but you went after her anyway.
You want to take it out on someone."

(He makes a hand motion.)

Dragon Belt: "Here I am American Freebear. Anytime in any arena if you are man enough
to actually face me and not threaten my wife. Then again you'll do it anyway, since that's what so-called men with 'guts' do anyway. Did that hurt your pride American Freebear?
Good. This time I meant it. Like I said anytime you want American Freebear. Anytime you want."

(The scene slowly fades to black.)
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Just outside the arena here in Little Rock and no not any cheap pop either. An long blue limo pulls up to the back entrance of the building. As the limo driver gets out, as the driver is rather a huge guy himself. This guy is actually could be a wrestler himself. The damn driver is about over seven feet tall and appears to weigh close to 400 pounds. I know a big limo driver you say, but this guy also will cover as Frostbite new bodyguard as well. After all being the new Mid-South Champion, you might have fans that want to their hands on him.

The limo driver heads around to the back of the limo as he opens the door as he does the SWAT Mid-South Champion, Frostbite steps out of the limo wearing a blue suit with black shoes.

Frostbite: Hey man could you grab my bags.

The limo driver reaches into the limo as he grab Frostbite's black bag. Frostbite with the title across his left shoulder, as he walks toward the building as some reporters and even a few fans start to take pictures of the new champ. One fan, a young man reaches over the guard rail as he reaches out to try and hand a pen and a piece of paper for the champ to sign. The young man could be know more than maybe 20, wearing a black t-shirt that simply reads in big red letters........

SWAT IS NUMBER ONE

The young man is wearing blue jeans and gray and white shoes. The young man reaches out as he accidently brushes up against the arm of Frostbite as he is trying to get an autograph. But as he does, Frostbite's limo driver sees it as he reacts as he grabs the young fan by his throat as he pulls him over the guard rail as he slams him hard onto the ground with a chokeslam. Frostbite turns around to see what has happen as he sees his limo driver over the young man.

Frostbite: You got to take it a little easy, dude. I know that you want you get your ass back in the ring, but the young man was no damn threat to me at all.

The limo driver approaches Frostbite.

Limo driver: I know I haven't been medical clear by the doctors, but you know it was one of those knee jerk reactions.

Frostbite: I understand. But you got to relax man, I thought at least getting you involve back in the business it would help you.

Limo driver: I was ready to return to action like I was in the PWO as well as Lucifer, but maybe in a few more months things will be different.

The camera zooms in as we see the limo driver is none other than Doomsday himself, a close friend of Frostbite.

Frostbite: So without any further destruction on your part can we get inside this building without any other incidents. And besides, Jason is in for quite the surprise this evening.

Jason take a look at this man. You see he is itching to get back in the ring, and tonight I promise him that he just might get in on some action. Jason I keep telling you morons that there is a new era here in the Mid-South. And it came to my attention for me to make my claim on that, I need some backup. Because I don't trust the locker room at all. I don't care if it is you, to Freebear, Herrera or anybody else, including Soutter himself. I will not justice go by like it did before. Because from now on, this man right here will see to it, that things go my way.

The limo driver stands right behind Frostbite.

Frostbite: And Jason best of luck tonight out there.

He turns to Doomsday.

Frostbite: Because I got a feeling you are going to certainly need it. Jason I am walking out of Little Rock still your champion.

The turn head inside as the scene fades out.
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[Cut to yet another backstage area. Reyes & Hennigan are sitting on spare steel chairs (not all of them can be used to hit people with), still dressed in their street clothes. A plastic bag is at their feet. Raymond Hernandez paces around, clearly a bit uncomfortable.]

SR: So, after a lot of scouring of stores we're able to present the House of Love with their belated Christmas gifts.

KH: At this point they're really more like Valentine's Day gifts.

SR: Hush, they'll get ideas. Why don't you start, Keith?

[Grudgingly Keith Hennigan pulls something out of the bag. It's the plush version of the American Freebear, replicated right down to the frightening chest hair. Keith squeezes the plush doll dispassionately and a squeaky voice proclaims "Ah'm a bear that can fly!"]

KH: Stuffed American Freebear. Cuddly. Speaks 4 classic Freebear phrases. Can fly. For a little bit. If you throw him. Sorry, I couldn't get one of the editions that came with a title belt accessory.

SR: Keith, did you totally forget we were getting presents for the Alleycats and just pick something up last second at the merch stand?

KH: ...that would be mostly accurate.

[Shawn Reyes sighs and shakes his head, clearly disappointed in his tag team partner.]

SR: How about you, Coach. I know you got something for our challengers.

[Raymond Hernandez growls, clearly not pleased about being involved in this farce, but picks a few slips of paper out of his coat pocket.]

RH: I got them ESL lessons at the local community college. They could use 'em.

SR: Generous, and practical! Now, for my gift I shopped all around the stores but nothing really carried the personal touch I was looking for. After all, that nude calendar thing did seem to cause you all quite a bit of distress, so I feel like I should make it up to you somehow. So I did what anyone who wants to nmake a personal gift without going to any real effort did: I made a mix tape.

[Reyes fishes a plastic CD case out of the bag.]

SR: This tape is like the Village People, disco, Europop and queercore had a surrogate child. You guys are going to love it.

RH: Well, now that all these frivolities are over, can we actually get down to wrestling?

SR: Aw come on. We're just having a little fun.

RH: The Happy Faces just wanted to have fun. Look what happened to them. I don't want you two turning into a second-rate comedy team. Well, any more than you already are.

KH: Okay, let's do this straight. Alley Cats, it's easy to make fun of you... really easy... but underneath all those garbled sentences and strange outfits you're a solid team. You're fast, you take advantage of every opportunity that comes your way, and you never give up. You're going to be more of a challenge for us than anybody thinks.

But you know what the bad part is? As much as it sucks for you, everything you're good at, we're better. We're lightning quick, we can spot opportunity a mile away, and you'll have to rip the arms off our bodies before those hands will tap out. You're not a bad team, Alleycats. We're just better. And that's the ugly truth.

RH: Fair enough. Come on boys, let's get ready.

[The tag team champs get up and head to their locker rooms. Fade to black.]
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A TV Spot for the Upcoming Massacre Event plays, then we return to the arena


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Webber: The 2010 Massacre looks to be quite an event, we already have participants from the SWA as well as other feds taking part.

Frank: Im more curios to know what Sean Philbrick is doing here!! This is SWAT MID SOUTH..NOT Texas. That idiot must be lost.

Rooftops by lost prophets plays over the speakers then green and gold lights illuminate the entranceway and ramp leading to the ring, Brock Sisson comes out and raises his arms above his head as green pyro goes off behind him and he walks down to the ring with a focused stare while his arms almost as if detached from his own body and thoughts reach out slapping the hands of SWAT fans. He jumps up into the ring and leaps up to the middle turnbuckle raising his arms above his head, and jumps down and starts running off the ropes while waiting for his opponent

Chester: Our next event is set for 1 fall..and it is for the SWAT Mid South National Heavyweight Title!! Introducing first, the challenger..he comes to us from Adelaide, Australia. He weighs in at 250 pounds..he is Brock Sisson!!!

Webber: Brock Sisson, who I wouldnt bet AGAINST in the Massacre, has a shot here against the National Champion..and it wouldnt shock me to see him leave with the gold.

Wherever I May Roam starts to play as the crowd begins to stand up in anticipation. On the titan tron we see an image of Eric standing in an open field in the desert is shown, Eric is seen looking down at the ground. At the 0:28 mark you see the wind at his surrounding begin getting more violent and him staring into the camera with a smirk on his face.

At the 0:48 the camera pulls back to show him walking out to the stage. Right as he walks out the tron switches to videos of him in action over his four years as an active competitor. He stands at the entrance ramp and does Jeff Hardy's guns taunt as pyro shoots up at each side of him. He walks down the ramp normally shaking hands with fans along the way down. He gets on the top turnbuckle and does the guns taunt once again. He then leans on the ropes and starts stretching while keeping an eye on Brock


Chester: His opponent..he comes to us from El Centro, California. He weighs in at 225 lbs, he is a former SWAT Mid South Heavyweight Champion, and the reigning National Heavyweight Champion..he is The Sensational Eric Herrera!!!

Frank: Sisson and Herrera set to lock up here..both men fan favorites, and hopefully this wont turn into a brawl. Referee Jay Greer calls the bell and we're off..both men eyeing each other, neither man making the first move. Brock lifting his arm, inviting Eric to a test of strength, Eric accepting and they lock up..Brock taking Eric down quickly, Eric trying to power out, Brock holding the advantage, Eric drops down and takes Brock over with a monkey flip.

Webber: Brock quickly to his feet, as Eric catches him with arm drag, sending Brock over..Eric quickly up and sends him over again..Brock off balance here. Eric misses a lariat but Brock puts him down with a sidewalk slam!! Herrera stopped cold right there!! Brock brings a dazed Eric to his feet..Short arm clothesline drops the champion. Brock asserting himself here early. Brock lays the boots in as Eric tries to cover up. Brock backs away as Eric makes it to the ropes. Brock attacks with a Axhandle smash to the arm, Eric favoring the arm as Brock goes to work.

Frank: Brock wraps Erics arm around the top rope and starts to twist, Eric in a bad way as Referee Greer orders Brock to back away. Brock leaps up and over the rope..yanking Erics arm as he drops to the floor. Eric in a whole lotta pain as Brock grabs his legs and pulls him out. Brock sends Eric hard to the post!! Eric hitting shoulder first!! Brock waiting for Eric to get up..Big Boot to the side of the head takes Eric down. Brock showing no mercy here, hes going right after the champion. Eric totally off his game, Brock charges in, Eric drops down and takes Brock over with a backdrop!!

Webber: Brock hitting the floor hard!! Brock favoring his back as he gets up..Eric quickly up on the apron, Brock gets to his feet..Moonsault by Eric!! Brock caught on the receiving end..Eric with the hgih risk that pays off!! Brock down out on the floor..Eric closing the gap..Brock down on the floor as Eric backs away, giving his arm a chance to recover. Brock slowly gets to his feet as Eric scores with a Neckbreaker, Brock hits the floor very hard as Eric rolls back in the ring. Eric turning the advantage here, Brock slowly gets to his feet and rolls into the ring..Eric quickly goes for the Cover:

Referee Jay Greer:
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2.....


Frank: Brock escaping at the 2 count. Brock favors the back as Eric grabs his legs and tries to turn him over into a Boston Crab. Brock turning his body the other way, preventing Eric from applying the hold. Brock fighting for all hes got. Eric hanging on, trying to turn Brock over, if he can cinch the hold, he might be able to get a submission. Eric turns him!! Brock reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, Eric refusing to let go, the referee starts the count.

Webber: Eric breaks the hold as Brock quickly turns over on his side. Why would the ref bother to count if theres no DQ here? I always wondered that.

Frank: Ya gotta watch Packer and the rest of them higher ups around here..never assume anything..Eric drops an elbow, catching Brock in the ribs. Brock rolls to the outside, looking to put some distance between himself and...ERIC from inside out with a Running Suicide Flip Over The Top Rope!! Brock caught squarely as Eric landed perfectly. Eric gets to his feet and rolls back inside the ring, Brock caught the full impact from that flip. Brock pulls himself up by the ring apron, Eric AGAIN this time with a Crossbody From the Top Rope To The Floor..Brock dodges him!! Eric crashes on the floor as Brock quickly got out of the way. Brock with a huge break here..Eric still down on the floor as Brock lifts him to his feet in a front face lock..DDT by Brock. Erics head bouncing off the floor, Brock takes the advantage back as he plants Eric with a DDT. Eric barely moving as Brock rolls him back inside the ring, Brock follows and goes for the cover..

Referee Jay Greer:
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Webber: Eric escapes..I thought for sure Brock had it won!! The crowd thought so too. Brock has a look of disappointment on his face, Eric still alive here..Brock sensing he has the champ on the ropes too..Brock grabbing the ankle...going for the Ace in the hole...Brock trying to lock it..Eric turns his body..sends Brock into the ringpost..shoulder first!! Reverse DDT!! Eric making his way up the corner..
Shooting Star Press!! Eric covers...

Referee Jay Greer:
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Frank: NO!! Brock kicked out!! He kicked out!!

Webber: The refs calling the bell!! Referee Greer raises Erics arm!!

Chester: Here is your winner...and STILL National Champion...Eric Herrera!!

Frank: Brock kicked out damnitt!! This is robbery!! Brock is livid..hes going after the ref as Eric sneaks away like a thief with the title!!
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We see backstage a nervous trio Stormy Weather and the Alley Cats.
When this time not win it,s back to battling other teams for a top contender spot.
All three are also nervous it will be there first St Valentine Massacre how will they do?
But win or lose they all three know they gave 110% and that,s right!
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All for the Glory by Kiss hits as two guys run down the ramp and fling chocolade kisses to the public.They run around the ringside area and greet the fans, then they quickly slide under the ropes and into the ring

Frank: Ya know...never mind...

Chester: Fans this next event is set for 1 fall and it is for the North America Tag Team championship!! Introducing first...the challengers. They come to us from Birmingham England and Little Rock AR, respectively..they weigh in at a combined 490 pounds. They are Shameless Edward & Heavenly Henry...Collectively known as The Alley Cats!!

crowd cheers

"Don't Stop Me Now" plays as "The Matador" Raymond Hernandez steps through the entranceway, to a big nostalgia pop. The Spanish veteran motions to the back and Shawn Reyes rushes out like a shot, slapping the outstretched hands of the audience. "Kaizer" Keith Hennigan follows at a more sedate pace, dutifully slapping a few hands. Hernandez steps up onto the apron and opens the ropes for his two protegees. Reyes and Hennigan step through and begin criss-crossing the ropes. Hernandez drops down to the floor and tosses up his red cape to the cheers of the crowd.

Chester: Theyre opponents come to us from Los Angeles, CA. They weigh in at a combined 420 pounds, they are accompanied by their manager "The Matador" Raymond Hernandez..they are the reigning North America Tag Team champions..Hennigan & Reyes!!


crowd cheers

Webber: Referee Rick Greer holds the tag titles high as the bell rings. The Alley Cats getting another shot at the tag belts, I think these guys are gonna score an upset if they stay after the champs. Shameless Edward & Shawn Reyes starting out..they shake hands, always nice to see.

Frank: Webber..are you blind? Can you not see what these Cats are wearing?
One in a pink shirt,,boots and one in black kneehigh boots,pants,and both have sparkles in their hair. WOW....Anyhow Edward and Reyes lock up..Reyes sent to the ropes, Edward drops down, Reyes over and off the ropes..dropkick hits the mark. Edward falls back against the ropes, Reyes gets to his feet, Edward answers with a nice shoulderblock, Reyes caught by surprise there. Edward with a dropkick of his own. Reyes driven back into the corner, Edward charges in..goes for another shoulderblock..Reyes dodges him, Edward hitting the corner, stumbles back and quickly tags in Heavenly Henry..I cant believe Im SAYING these names...

Webber: Heavenly Henry quickly makes the exchange and grabs Reyes by the leg, preventing the tag..Henry with a firemans carry take down, follows with a legdrop across the chest. Henry lifts Reyes to his feet, scoop slam..follows with a Backmound chinlock. The tag champs in trouble here...Hernandez trying to motivate his team..but the Alley Cats have a solid advantage..another tag by Henry, Edward quickly back in..Flying roundhouse kick catches Reyes on the side of the head, Reyes staggers back and finally gets the tag..Hennigan quickly hits the ring, ducks a roundhouse right from Edward, hooks the waist..German suplex takes Edward over..Henry quickly enters the ring, hits Hennigan from behind..Hennigan goes down as Reyes quickly joins them, all 4 wrestlers in the ring here..the ref better get control..Edward sends Reyes to the outside!!

Frank: The tag champs at a disadvantage here..both challengers going after Hennigan..Double Cradle suplex takes Hennigan over, Henry lifts Hennigan to his feet..double irish whip..Henry scores with a Tilt-a-whirl suplex..cover..

Referee Rick Greer:
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Frank: Reyes with the save..Referee Greer ordering Reyes and Henry out of the ring, Hennigan with a Powerbomb on Edward...Henry quickly back to break up the pin, Reyes again joins the frey and they all 4 brawl..Reyes with a nice dropkick to the back of the head of Henry..Henry hits the turnbuckle face first..Henry stunned as Hennigan grabs Edward again..hoists him up...Watch Reyes on the top corner..Shining Powerbomb!! Connects..Cover..

Referee Rick Greer:
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Chester: Here are your winners and STILL North Amercian tag team champions..Hennigan and Reyes!!

Webber: The tag champs retain in what wa sa very solid effort by the Alley Cats..both teams embrace as the fans applaud them.
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We are backstage the Alley Cats did lost their return match for the North-American tagteam belts.

Edward: Yes we lost but we did what we promised sending a message out ""Don,t mess with us when can,t stand the heat.""

Henry: Yes we just hear what that guy said it don,t bother us we are who we are and that,s a fact!
What are our plans for the future we,ll see first a photoshoot for new Men of the World Easther number.

Let us go the Alley Cats grab a towel and soap gonna leave for the showers.
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Hate Me Now hits as The arena goes dark After a few seconds, a spotlight shines to reveal a shadowy figure standing on the top of the entrance ramp. He casually makes his way down to the ring, not acknowledging the fans. He slides into the ring and poses on the turnbuckle, pointing to himself while saying something inaudible before stepping down and making his way into the center of the ring as the lights come back on.

Chester: This next match is set for 1 fall and it is for the SWAT Mid South Heavyweight title!!! Introducing first....he comes to us from Los Angeles, CA. He weighs in at 236 lbs. He is the 2009 Ernie Hamilton Cup winner..he is Jason Birmingham!!

Frank: The guy who had his damn trophy stolen before he could even get it out of the building that night. Talk about bad luck HAHAHA!!


The lights in the arena go dark for a few seconds as the crowd begins to get whipped up in a frenzy.

# BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

From what we can see in the dark a blue streak of light zips through the arena. The lights suddenly come back on, but their is a blue light that surrounds the entire building.

# SWOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A cold wind is heard over the sound system, and the crowd in attendace and suddenly feels a cold breeze come over them as our cameras zoom into the crowd as it is soon discoverd that a few have goose bumps on their arms or legs as it feels as though it has possible dropped a few degrees inside the arena.

# BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Blue pryo shoots upward from all four corner post as our cameras focus on the top of the arena, it appears that if snow is fallen all around us. The crowd looks in a slight bit of confusing not knowing what to think. It can't be snowing inside, but it certainly appears to be the case.

# BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

More blue pryo shoot outward and upward through the entrance and ramp way, as smoke quickly fills up. The snow that is falling appears to have picked up a little bit.

The first few words from "King of Kings" by Motorhead begins to blast over the sound system.
Frostbite steps through the smoke as a mix of cheers and boos are heared among this crowd. Frostbite looks into the crowd as he quickly flips them the double bird.

Frostbite makes his way down to the ring. Frostbite is wearing a blue t-shirt that says written in big white letters on the front $500,OOO RICHER!! He has on long blue tights with black boots. His short blonde hair glistening off the blue lights. Frostbite with a cold and intense stare in his blue eyes as he gets to ringside.

Frostbite looks up to the arena as he sticks his tongue out to let a snowflake drop on the tip of his tongue. He looks toward the ring with a wicked smile on his face as he climbs the steps and he jumps over the top ropes. Frostbite removes his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd, as he goes to a corner and adjust his boots and looks up with even more intense stare as he gets ready for action


Chester: And his opponent..he comes to us from Boulder, Colorado. He weighs in at 230 lbs. He is the reigning SWAT Mid South Heavyweight Champion..he is The Cold Hearted Bastard...he is Frostbite!!!

Webber: Frostbite set to defend his Mid South title here against a very strong challenger Jason Birmingham. Referee Danny Sloan holds the title high as the bell rings and we're set to go. Both men slowly approaching each other, they shake hands, collar elbow tie up, Jason with a side headlock, the champion sends him to the ropes. Jason with a stiff shoulder block, neither man goes down. Frostbite points to the ropes as Jason hits them again, Frostbite with a swing, Jason ducks and fires back with a Knife Edge Chop that backs the champ up. Jason follows up with a pair of European Uppercuts that back the champ to the corner. Jason with an irish whip, the champ hits the far corner very hard, staggers out as Jason quickly hooks the waist and takes him up and over with a Release German Suplex.

Frank: Birmingham not wasting any time here, hes definitely looking to put the champ away and claim the MS title as fast as possible. Not letting Frostbite get ANY momentum. Frostbite slowly gets to his feet, Jason sends him to the ropes, Frostbite rebounds and quickly takes him down with a DDT. Jason set himself a tad early for a backdrop and the champ took advantage. Frostbite getting some breathing room as Jason is still down from that DDT. The champ rolls Jason over..cover..

Referee Danny Sloan:
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2.....


Webber: Jason not quite finished just yet. The champ clamping on a front chancery, forcing the challenger to carry both his AND the champions weight here. Frostbite with a wide base here, Jason unable to get any kind of leverage here. Frostbite now..lifting Jason up...dropping him straight forward, facebuster type move. Frostbite dropping an elbow across the back of the challengers head. Jason in a bad way here, Frostbite dragging his man to the corner, The champ stepping up on the 2nd turnbuckle and laying the bottom of the boot to the head, Frostbite showing a mean streak here.

Frank: He HAS to show a mean streak. Birminghams here to take his meal ticket. His livelihood!! The guys out to take food off his...

Webber: You looking to moonlight as an Obama speech writer there Frank?
Jason taken down by a vicious neckbreaker from the champ. The champ covers..


Referee Danny Sloan:
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2.....


Webber: Jason out at 2. Frostbite right back on the attack here, lifting Jason, Frostbite going for an The Ice Pick but Jason manages to slide off the shoulders and
land a kick to the stomach...Pumphandle Suplex by Jason!! Frostbites down..cover..

Referee Danny Sloan:
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2.....


Frank: Frostbite escapes and rolls to the outside, Jason from nowhere with that pumphandle. The champ catching his breath here, Suicide Dive by Jason!! Both men down on the floor!! Frostbite didnt even see him coming!! They both down on the floor, Jason getting to his feet first. He looks around and climbs on the apron, hes got something in mind here. he's climbing to the top of the ringpost..Frostbite slowly getting up...Missile Dropkick!!

Webber: Jason connecting with a beautiful Missile Dropkick!! Frostbite is down and in trouble here. Jason a little slow to get up himself, but hes done some damage to the champ. Jason rolls him back inside the ring. Jason catching Frostbite as he gets to his feet ....Side Russian Leg Sweep...cover...

Referee Danny Sloan:
1.....
2.....


Frank: The champion escapes again!! Frostbite wont go down as easily as Jason had hoped!! Frostbite with a stiff uppercut that slows the challenger. The champ with a headbut that staggers both men. Jason fires back with a elbow to the head, Frostbite with an open hand slap to the side of the face..this is becoming a fist fight!! Jason with a wild swing, Frostbite ducks and lifts him..Wind Chill Factor, drops Jason across the top rope. Jason hung up as Frostbite grabs the opening here, Frostbite lifting Jason to his feet...Jason drops straight down with a jaw breaker, Snapmare followed by a Kick to spine.

Webber: Frostbite's dazed, Jason climbing up to the top rope quickly with that great agility of his and come on now! Frostbite's bodyguard Doomsday up on the ring apron, but knocked off with an enziguiri from the top rope by Jason. He hops back down the canvas turns around and Frostbite has him up for the Snowstorm looking to take advantage of the distraction. Jason elbows his way free, lands on his feet and rocks the Champion with a hard european uppercut. Lifting him up and spikes him with the Bittersweet Symphony! Wait, what's this ... someone running in through the crowd. Is that Jamie Dearmon with Jason's Hamilton Cup Trophy? What is this idiot doing here? Turn around Jason ... no, he's leveled by a hard shot from his own trophy! Then it's driven down onto his skull again as he's already down. And there's no DQs of course. Now she's rolling out of the ring, grabbing a ring mic. What the hell does she want to say now? She's just ruined this main event, listen to the crowd booing her.

Jamie: Thank you! Thank you! I know you all missed me. But don't worry, I'm back and taking my rightful place here in the main event here as your Hamilton Cup Champion of the World! We all know it should be me fighting Frostbite instead of Jason there, I won a tournament against 4 men that I didn't even wrestle a match in. Let that serve as a warning not to steal the spotlight of the biggest star this sorry piece of crap promotion has ever seen! You hear me? I ... Hey! Get your hands off of me!

Frank: Jamie getting dragged away by security now, but more importantly Frostbite's rolled an arm over Jason back in the ring following that whole mess and the referee has dropped down to make the count!

Referee Danny Sloan:
1.....
2.....


Chester: Here is your winner and STILL SWAT Mid-South Heavyweight Champion, Frostbite!

Frank: Frostbite's done it, he's successfully retained his title and proven he was the better man! What a victory for the Cold Hearted Bastard. And what's that Philbrick doing out here again? Hey, he's walking off with the Mid South title? What does he think he's doing?

Webber: First off, I don't think he proved anything but Frostbite is livid! And Jason is as well over the blatant screwjob by someone who had no business being out here! This crowd is not pleased in the least bit either. A great show with an all around screwy ending. Hopefully we'll get some answers at the Massacre. For Frank Salazar, I'm Warren Webber ... good night everyone!
Edited by Packer, Feb 13 2010, 05:00 PM.
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Seems this Cats of Alley make big bark but when time to bite, they have little time and no ass to cash this check, as always this one called Tum have no balls to put to this wall,!!
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;) Shiek listen good say it only once You better listen to daddy before camel step on your foot.
:( I did ask for a chance to wrestle you but their was no spot left on Massacre else you dress wearing hairy guy I cleaned your clock.
Shiek you and me will meet eye to eye and body to body soon enough stay out of the yard when don,t want get bitten!
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You make big flapping from the jaws, but come up with these blanks to shoot, when Camel step on your head you gonna make cry like this girl of the school,!!
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(The scene opens in the backstage area where Eric is seen sitting in his locker room with a mask in his hands. He stares deeply into it as if he had blood on his hands. He smirks and slowly nods his head, the camera fading back to see the National Title draped over an open locker.)

Eric: You doubted I had the possibility of being vicious. You even doubted how badly I would fight to keep this title. Well, now everyone is aware of how much I care about this business. Now everyone is aware of the fact that no Latvia sentences can ever prepare you for someone like me. No amount of brutal punishment can combine to the experience I possess. Honor will never die as long as I have this mask in my hands. An art that is usually taken for granted will now be exposed for the world to see. My teacher was exiled from his previous residence as World Champion and now the world must pay for their sins. You didn't appreciate Sickle during his dominance and now you'll be forced to deal with his direct descendant. I am the hardcore messiah and this name will echo through these halls for all eternity. Try to shake it off and you'll find yourself in Brock's shoes. I will don this mask in honor of my fallen teacher to remind you of the destruction you shunned. This mask will serve as your reminder to repent of your sins and give him his much deserved respect. With this mask, I shall return to my roots and show people what real wrestling is all about.

(Fade.)
Edited by Nash, Feb 13 2010, 08:45 PM.
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