Location: Charleston, West Virginia; at a shopping mall
Theme Music: Tool - "Aenema"
The show opens up inside of a shopping mall inside of Charleston, West Virginia, which has been decorated early for the Christmas holidays. People are spread out, except for one group, which is enslaved around the ringside area, watching as tonight's event gets underway.
The cameras then shift towards the entrance of the mall, where Chris Extreme is shown making his entrance. To his right is his dog, Roscoe, and to his left is Booger, looking as hungry as ever. His cock hangs out of his pants, bandaged and stitched up from the damage it sustained at Illusions. He has a mean grimace on his face.
Chris Extreme: Tonight, the whole world changes. Tonight, Chris Extreme makes a big fucking announcement!
Booger: Is it a buffet?
Chris Extreme: Shut the fuck up.
The trio trails off and the cameras go to the ringside area.
The lights dim and a red hue drapes over the arena. The sirens in the beginning of "Straight Hate" by Bloodsimple can be heard faintly for a moment, until the song begins and the hate and anger pours from the PA system. The crowd is silenced, or so it seems from the deafening roar of the lyrical massacre.
The red spotlight moves from panning the crowd to shining towards the entrance, where Vincent Kane steps out from the back, his arms raised high in the air, fists clenched, and walking to the ring in a fluid motion. The fan's reaction is still silenced by the music and it's impossible to tell if they love or hate the man. However, he acknowledges them, trying to get them into the moment.
Vincent Kane uses the steps to enter the ring, but he paces around, outside of the ropes, doing almost a full lap around the ring. Throwing his fist into the air and obviously trying to pump up the crowd, he goes to enter...
Vincent Kane finally steps through the ropes, as the music dies down, and you can finally hear the reaction from the crowd. Vincent just faintly smiles, as he steps to his corner, and props himself against the turnbuckles.
"Stupify" by Disturbed hits and "The Naturalist" Jantz Spalding walks out from the backstage area, where he then walks towards the ring and slides inside.
The two men, who met a few weeks ago, with Jantz Spalding being on the receiving end of a loss, step into opposite corners, keeping a close eye on the other. When the bell rings, both men steps out, facing each other, with Vincent Kane applying a side-headlock. Right away, Jantz squirms, trying to free himself, eventually pushing Vincent off, shoving him into the ropes.
When Vincent comes roaring back, he runs right into a shoulderblock from Jantz, who doesn't lighten up. He goes to deliver an elbowdrop onto Vincent, but the former "Champion of the Year" rolls away, resulting in Jantz landing elbow-first on the canvas.
Getting right back up, Vincent looks to return the fight to Jantz, hovering over him, seconds away from an attack. However, before anything can happen, Jantz double-leg sweeps him off his feet, knocking him onto his back. After delivering a stomp to the gut, Jantz hooks onto both of Vincent's legs, drops back and then catapults him into the turnbuckles.
Landing face-first against the top turnbuckle, Vincent Kane stumbles back, only to walk directly into a schoolboy-rollup from Jantz...
...1...2...
At the count of two, Vincent Kane kicks out, troubling Jantz, who gets right back up. Right away, he kicks Vincent in the side of the head, then picks him up, placing him onto his shoulders with a standing fireman's carry. Before anything can be done, however; Vincent Kane relents with a series of knees to the side of Jantz's skull, dizzying him and allowing Vincent to land on his feet.
Bouncing off the ropes, Vincent Kane returns with a clothesline attempt, only to have it dodged by Jantz, who swings around and then backslides Vincent for a pinfall attempt...
...1...2...
Again, Vincent Kane kicks out.
However, before anything else can happen, the crowd turns their attention to... well, themselves. A person is making his way through the mall crowd, pushing his way past several onlookers and steps over the ringside barriers.
Sliding inside, he attacks Jantz Spalding from behind, clubbing him in the back of the neck, only to then send him flying with a release German-suplex!
Standing up, this man then turns to Vincent Kane, who had been rising to his feet, only to charge full speed ahead at him. Catching Vincent with a clothesline, the person knocks Vincent full out of the ring, sending him flying over the top rope. Left all alone, the man turns around, revealing his bald head to be none other than... Xander Gates!
Xander Gates stands in the center of the ring, getting a mixed reaction from the fans. Seconds later, he walks to the side of the ring, where he requests the microphone from the ring attendant. Standing in the center of the ring, he stands tall, amidst the shouting from the fans.
Xander Gates: Well, well, well... look who has come back to Sin Wrestling, just in time for the end of the year spectacular!
The fans give a mixed reaction.
Xander Gates: I'm here tonight for one reason -- and one reason only. Tonight, I;m here to announce an open challenge to anyone on the roster. No, not for tonight; or not for the next card. My open challenge is set for the final event of 2007! I don't care who you are -- man, woman or child; I want a match. The first person to step up and sign this...
He removes a contract from his back-pocket.
Xander Gates: They will get the pleasure and the honor of fighting me, a Sin Wrestling Hall of Famer, in this ring. The Church of Xander Gates stands strong and I will lead my followers into a new hope!
Dropping the microphone, he exits the ring; but not before he gives Jantz Spalding one final stomp. As he walks to the back, he still gets a mixed reaction, with mostly jeers coming as he argues with a few fan members. Passing the curtains, he leaves Jantz Spalding with a displeased look on his face and the cameras fade out.
Winner: n/a (double disqualification)
Outside of the mall, the sounds of a siren wailing through the air is heard, getting louder and louder as the seconds pass. In the distance, you can see the lights flicker, until the view of an ambulance comes more into view. This ambulance pulls up to the mall, its tires screeching as the automobile roars to a halt.
The driver's side door flings open and Chris Carson steps out, forcefully pulling out a barrage of IV and bandages from his arm.
Chris Carson: Screw this shit. I've got some ass to kick tonight. I'll find that pinky and ream her face into some steel...
The door to the ambulance is slammed shut and Chris Carson walks up to the mall doors. Expecting them to slide open upon standing there, he waits, but nothing happens. Giving the door a kick, he pulls the doors open and steps inside.
The image of the new Impulse Title is shown on the screen, as it is wrapped around the waist of champion, Sebastian York. York, who has a pair of shades on his face, jumps up and down, readying himself for his upcoming match, where he will be teaming up with Stevie Swing.
The door to his dressing room soon whips open, though, and in walks Dan Black, holding the defunct Purity and Lust Titles in his hands. Dan, who earned himself an Impulse Title shot at Illusions, makes his way inside. He stands before Sebastian York, who remains confused about Dan Black's whereabouts.
Dan Black: I want the Impulse championship. And by winning the last match, I get to do whatever I want with these titles. Guess what that means...
Without further adieu, Dan slams both titles into Sebastian York's skull, dropping the Impulse Champion to the floor, before he can muster a response. Standing above the champ, Dan Black spits at him and then walks off, leaving Sebastian York on his back.
The camera returns and some guy named Adam is in the ring. How amazing.
Nevertheless, "Carry On" by Burn Season starts to play as Lance Ryder heads out to the stage. He looks at the ring, as if it has his total and complete attention. He walks straight to the ring, slapping some fan's hands, sometimes even lifting up a child and pointing at it. After a little interaction, he makes it to the ring and waits for his opponent.
Up next, Shane Donovan's appearance is made, as he walks out to the ring, looking grimly at the people inside. As he nears closer to the ring, Lance Ryder steps towards the ropes, watching as he edges nearer. When the time is right, Lance slingshots himself over the top rope, catching Shane Donovan with a pescado out to the floor.
Straddling over Shane, Lance commences punching at Shane's head, while some guy named Adam exits the ring and walks up behind Lance, calmly watching as Lance batters Shane's skull. In due time, Adam decides to walk up behind Lance, grab him by the hair and lift him to his feet.
Stunned by the cock-blocking of beating down Shane, Lance whips around and punches Adam in the jaw, knocking him into the fans, who try to hold Adam up. Unfortunately their attempts are in vain, as Lance Ryder stomps towards him and knocks him into the fans by throwing him into the crowd, spilling chairs and ringside fans everywhere.
Seeing Lance with his back turned is enough to give Shane Donovan the wisdom to stand to his feet and attack from behind. Clubbing with a double-axehandle to the back of Lance's neck, Shane stands over the fallen Lance Ryder, kicking at his neck, while the referee counts inside of the ring.
...1...2...3...4...5...6...
Picking Lance up, Shane knees him in the stomach and then pulls him into a standing headscissors. Lifting him up, Shane drops down, piledrivering Lance Ryder head-first onto the floor!
...7...8...
Adam walks back into the scene... only for Shane Donovan to kick him in the gut and then dump him head-first into a garbage can.
...9...10...!
The referee calls for the bell, counting all three men out!
Realizing this, Shane Donovan furiously kicks and stomps at Lance Ryder, even kicking the trash-can that Adam is upside-down in. Fed up, he walks to the back, angry at the triple-countout; a first in Sin Wrestling.
Winner: n/a (triple countout)
The scene opens up outside of a Hot Topic in the mall hosting Eternity, where an excited-looking Luxe Libertine peers in through the window, greedily eyeing spiked dog collars, hooker boots and pink hair dye. An obviously bored and impatient Morgana stands next to her, tapping her foot on the ground to signal she wants to leave, which Luxe largely ignores. Compared to her opponents at Illusions, Morgana is actually looking quite healthy; after all, she didn't have to have skin grafts like Chris Carson, she wasn't turned into a zombie like Nikita, and she didn't have maimed genitals like Chris Extreme.
Luxe Libertine: Can we pleeeease go inside? Oh, God, I want that skirt.
Luxe points with longing toward a plaid, safety-pinned skirt on a mannequin, nearly pressing her nose against the glass. Morgana rolls her eyes, tossing her hair in a haughty manner as she does so.
Morgana: Fuck no; I hate Hot Topic. Besides, we aren't here to shop. We're here to observe the card.
Luxe Libertine: Why do you care? You have the week off!
Morgana: Because this is my business, you idiot. I AM this federation, and nothing here gets by me because I'm always around, even when I'm not wrestling.
Luxe Libertine: But aren't you supposed to be at home "injured"?
Morgana: Do you even watch my promos? I straight up said that I'm not injured after Illusions; I just wanted the week off. If Chris Carson wants to complain, he can complain; it's not my fault he didn't have the foresight to ask for the week off if he's so hurt.
Luxe keeps staring into the Hot Topic window, wanting to go in but not wanting to defy Morgana, who practically had her tethered to an invisible leash.
Luxe Libertine: ...Oh. Well, where's Adora?
Morgana: Adora needs some time off; she's burned out, you know?
Luxe Libertine: I guess so. Hey, look over there!
Morgana: What am I looking at?
Luxe points at something in the distance, and Morgy naively follows her gaze. With her back turned, however, Luxe ran into the Hot Topic, leaving a bewildered -- and annoyed -- Morgy standing outside.
Morgana: Hey!
Despite her hatred for Hot Topic, Morgy chases after Luxe -- presumably to beat and/or kill her -- as the scene fades.
There's a group of people inside of the mall that are selling various objects. One such group is a rowdy group of rednecks, outlined by one large and rotund guy that stands before them. Despite their raucous actions, the former Lust Champion, Chris Staggs, tip-toes into the scene, drinking from a juice box.
Chris Staggs: Hmmm...
Seeing his chance, the large redneck steps up, looking to take advantage of Staggs.
Chris Staggs: Is that... is that...?!
Chris Staggs looks at the table, where someone is selling a lifesized version of a Scooby-Doo doll. The large redneck nods his head, steps towards Staggs and then pats him on the back.
Cooter McCoy: You betcha.
Staggs turns to Cooter, still drinking his juice.
Cooter McCoy: That right there is a lifesize Scooby Doo. Too bad it costs so much money, hey?
Looking at the price tag, Chris Staggs looks sad.
Cooter McCoy: But I tell ya what. You hand that wrestling contract to me and we'll call it a deal. You have that Scooby Doo and I have your wrestling contract.
Chris Staggs doesn't hesitate, as he removes his contract from his back pocket.
Chris Staggs: FO SHO!
Gleefully receiving the contract, Cooter hands the lifesized stuff doll over to Chris Staggs, who calmly bounces off, glad to have the Scooby Doo in his hands. Cooter McCoy, meanwhile, happily looks at his newfound contract and steps towards the ring.
Dan smirks to himself as he shows the fans that he has come down with the now-defunct Lust and Purity titles, one on each shoulder. He appears ready to rub into Chris Staggs’s face that he is the one with titles, even though the titles probably wouldn’t even get much from a pawn shop nowadays. He leans nonchalantly against the turnbuckles and waits for Staggs.
But...
Trailer Park Life" by The Trailer Park Boys blares as Cooter McCoy steps out from behind the curtain. He looks out over the crowd, as he raises an empty coke bottle to his lips and spits some skoal in it. He then proceeds to the ringside area, sets the spit bottle in the corner and slides into the ring.
Dan is flabbergasted that he isn’t getting a shot at the smaller Staggs, but has to face off against someone just as tall and mean as him. He turns to shout obscenities at the referee, the audience, the timekeeper...just about everyone, while Cooter gives a dumbfounded, yet smarmy grin, tobacco juice rolling down his chin and onto his wifebeater.
The bell rings, and Dan turns back to Cooter to state his own protests, only to get a running forearm flat across his face from Cooter, sending the big man back into the ropes. Black takes a moment to smear his hand across his mouth to check for blood as he rests on the ropes, then gets back up, getting into a serious wrestling mode, as the two circle up.
They hook up in the center of the ring, and Cooter gets Dan in a quick headlock. Cooter spits on his fist and starts slugging away at Dan’s head, leaving disgusting wads of Skoal on Dan’s forehead. Dan switches momentum quickly and shoves Cooter into the ropes. Cooter ducks a clothesline, bounces off the other rope, and prepares for another running forearm, only for Dan to duck and get the big man across his shoulders, rattling the ring with a Samoan Drop.
Dan brings Cooter back up and starts to slug at him, backing the Redneck into a corner. The “Bulldozer” starts to ram his shoulder into Cooter’s midsection, softening him up just a bit before pulling Cooter forward, clasping his arms under Cooter’s, and giving another large move--a belly-to-belly that barely gets Cooter over Dan’s head.
Dan pulls Cooter back up again, and starts to go to work on his right shoulder, yanking Cooter’s arm and laying hard punches to the back of his shoulder. Cooter gets down to a knee, but soon the rookie gets back up after using his free hand to punch Dan in the gut. He runs to the ropes while Dan is bent over and hits a running bulldog to plant Dan’s face against the canvass.
Cooter lays a few stomps to Dan’s back, then wanders over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles, making the ring creak a little. He gives out a pig squeal, then comes down with a heavy leg-drop against the back of Dan’s head.
Cooter seems to have liked that move, and he gives a sneer with his tobacco-stained teeth showing. He pauses to pop some more Skoal in his mouth and mounts the ropes again, only for Dan to stagger to his feet and lay a good punch at Cooter’s stomach to get him down to the second turnbuckle. Dan strains a little, but he manages to get Cooter up, a Superplex putting both men down on the canvass.
The referee starts a slow count, but Dan manages to get up first, bragging to the audience a bit. He drags Cooter up and softens him with a few more hits to the shoulder. Hen tosses Cooter against the rope, then gets a strong hand around Cooter’s neck when he bounces back, preparing a Chose Slam, but Cooter knees Dan in the stomach and gets his own meathooks around Dan, hoisting him up and getting a devastating Brainbuster on him. Cooter gets to a knee afterwards and holds Dan’s face down, spitting the entire contents of his mouth right into Dan’s face!
Dan writhes in both pain and disgust, managing to get back to his feet, but is blinded by the Skoal, wandering over into a deliberate Impact DDT from Cooter. The redneck howls to himself, showing the crowd his dirty teeth and tongue. He get Dan back to his feet, then attempts to lift the big man in a reversed Death valley Driver--his finisher, the Welfare Check! Dan’s smarter than that, managing to wiggle himself out of the move and grab Cooter from behind, a strong Choke Sleeper Hold slowing the redneck down. But Cooter’s no novice himself, backing Dan into the corner twice to make him release the hold.
Cooter stumbles back into the center of the ring to get his breath, while Dan leans against the ropes in his corner. Once he gets his breath, Cooter turns to Dan to get back to work, only for Dan to charge forth with both the Lust and Purity titles around his right shoulder, using them both to clobber Cooter across the face and get the wrath of the referee in the form of...the disqualifying bell.
The crowd boos as Dan leans back against his corner, Cooter having fallen like a cut redwood. Cooter manages to get back to his knees, only for Dan to grab a title in both hands and use them like a pair of crude crash cymbals, squashing them around Cooter’s head three times until Cooter falls back down to the canvass.
The crowd boos heavily as Dan gets back out of the ring and hoists both titles, Cooter’s arm raised by the referee in vistory while the redneck drools half-unconscious in the ring.
Winner: Cooter McCoy
Instead of a mall, the scene shifts to an Ontario hospital, where Nikita is sitting in a bed, bandaged up, having some of her hair singed. She lays motionless in the bed, her eyes closed, with a monitor beeping in the background. Nikita's doctor soon shows up on screen, giving some details on Nikita's condition.
Doctor: Ah, yes, Mrs. Dolore-Graff is currently suffering from various contusions, several first-degree burns, and a cracked rib; one of which happening to slice through her skin.
The camera flashes to Nikita, who moans in pain.
Doctor: She's not well, that's for sure. As of now, there's no timestamp on her returning to the ring. Hopefully, she will make a full recovery, but we really don't know if and when it'll happen.
Nikita blinks, as she desperately tries to flinch.
Doctor: As you can see, things are not looking too good for her.
The camera flashes out, showing a final image of Nikita lying in the bed, in a rack of pain.
Action Action’s “Don’t Cut Your Fabric” hits, and Stevie Swing slowly walks out to face the crowd. In his hand is a cigarette, which he takes one last puff from, before flicking it into the crowd. Around his neck is a collar with a leash going back to Stevie’s manager/master, Gail/Breeze.
pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed.
Head back, obsolete...
trapped with the secrets that I can not keep today.
Stevie breaks into a loose shuffle as the fans taunt him, chanting “emo-fag!”, as Stevie’s bondage pants stop him from fully busting out. Swing makes it to the ring and is unclipped from his leash. He rolls into the ring...
Intrusive
Erotic
Elusive
Your heart aches
Infliction
Sporadic in an aging contradiction
Stevie Swing adjusts his arm bracelets and goes to the corner, where he dances around a little bit, but nothing too much while Gail/Breeze screams in the background. The crowd try to drown her out with their booing, but Swing ignores it all, just waiting for the match to start.
In a daze, Sebastian York walks out as "Can't tell me Nothing" by Kanye West begins to blast throughout the arena. His head hurts and his head is ringing from the prior cheapshot from Dan Black, using the two defunct titles to club against Sebastian's head. Sliding into the ring, he keeps a close eye on Stevie Swing, whom he has had a growing rivalry with. Taking his position on the outside of the ring, away from Stevie, Sebastian York waits for his competitors to make their entrance.
The arena goes dark as the words blaze across the viewscreen.
"I Get It" by Chevelle explodes over the arena sound system as a huge pyrotechnic display goes off on the center stage. Declan Turner walks out from the back, wearing his wrestling gear and long black leather coat. Ignoring the crowd, he leaps into the ring and sheds the coat, waiting for the bell to ring.
"Somewhere" by Soundgarden hits and everyone's attention turns towards the entrance, where they expect former SW Television Champion, Adora, to make her entrance. As the song proceeds, it appears to everyone; including Declan Turner, who looks towards the entrance, that Adora is not coming out.
Apparently clued in to the fact that Adora is not here tonight, Stevie Swing uses this time to spring across the ring and attack Declan Turner from behind! Dropping Declan down to his knees, Stevie begins kneeing him against the side of his head and neck, resulting in Declan being hung out to dry across the middle rope.
Taking full advantage of this, Stevie climbs to the outer portion of the ringside apron, chokes Declan across the middle rope, kicks him some more and then charges forward, hitting him with a guillotine-swinging neckbreaker across the middle rope!
With the back of his neck being guillotined across the middle rope, Declan flops back, allowing Stevie Swing to jump back up onto the apron. Slingshotting himself back inside, Stevie Swing hits a somersault somersault splash onto Declan, keeping him down and out. Springing right back up, Stevie nails some kicks and then uses the middle turnbuckle pad as another springboard. Flying back, he hits a picture-perfect slingshot suplex onto Declan, who is then covered.
Dropping down the referee makes the count...
...1...
However, Declan easily kicks out, not appealing to Stevie's mental well-being.
Seconds after, Stevie lifts Declan up, backs him into the corner with some kneelifts and then unloads with a series of chops into his chest. Whipping Declan out, Stevie goes to charge in, hoping to second his previous attacks; but has Declan step to his right, getting out of Stevie's crosshairs.
As a result, Stevie crashes into the turnbuckle pads, turns around and then walks directly into a side-headlock attempt from Declan, who quickly transforms that into a reverse-neckbreaker across his side!
This time, it's Declan Turner making the quick cover...
...1...2...
Despite being handicapped in this match, Declan almost gets the victory with a quick pinfall over Stevie. Fortunately for Stevie and Sebastian, Stevie is able to kickout at the last second.
Lifting Stevie up, Declan begins unloading with a series of kneelifts to the base of Stevie Swing's skull, bounces off the ropes and then returns with an attempted-clothesline. Stevie notices this incoming attack and decides to toreador around it, as if he were fighting a bull. Delivering a kick to Declan's gut, he immediately lifts him up into a suplex position.
Motioning to the side, Declan lands behind Stevie, knees him in the kidneys and then shoves him towards the ropes, near Sebastian York. As he speeds against the ropes, Stevie is swatted by Sebastian York, who tags himself in, unbeknownst to Declan Turner, who readies himself for Stevie Swing.
Charging ahead, Declan goes to spear Stevie Swing off his feet, but he is stopped by Sebastian York, who ironically saves his own partner, whom has gone out of the way to leave Sebastian York to the wolves. Diving into the ring, Sebastian catches Declan with a double-kneeshot to the skull, dropping Declan to the ground, in an obvious daze.
Sebastian hastily lifts Declan up, unloads a flurry of chops and then Irish-whips him across the ring. He ducks down, looking for a backdrop, but Declan has other plans. Instead of running into a backdrop, Declan grabs onto Sebastian's head, drops his face down onto his knee, prompting Sebastian to snap back.
Leaping up, Declan strikes with a climbing-enziguiri, which does not take Sebastian down. Alternatively, he gets right back up, latches onto Sebastian with a full-nelson and then flings him back with a full-nelson suplex. Still holding onto Sebastian, Declan rises to his feet, lifting Declan up with him. From here, Declan Turner applies a half-nelson and then flings Sebastian overhead with a release half-nelson suplex!
Declan makes the cover...
...1...2...!
Thanks to having the numbers, Stevie Swing is able to jump inside and halt the count via a kick to the skull. He lifts Declan up, swings a strike at him, but Declan ducks down. Leaping into the air, Declan swings around and strikes with a perfect leaping spin-kick to the butt of Stevie's jaw, knocking him over the middle rope and to the floor, much to the delight of the fans!
Turning his attention towards Sebastian, Declan picks him up, knees him in the chest and then positions him between his legs with a standing headscissors. Backing into the corner, Declan lifts Sebastian up onto his shoulders, placing him into a powerbomb position. He drives forward, hoping to hit a running powerbomb, but Sebastian is able to roll things up into a hurricanrana of his own!
Straddling atop Declan, Sebastian holds Declan's legs down, looking for the pinfall...
...1...2...
Declan rolls out, only to roll Sebastian up into a cover of his own. The referee counts in favor of Declan...
...1...2...
However, Sebastian rolls out of it, deciding to instead jack-knife roll Declan Turner into a pinfall...
...1...2...
Again, Declan kicks out, with him being able to bridge his way to his feet. From this position, he hooks onto Sebastian's arms, swings him around and tries for a backslide. Realizing this danger, Sebastian York uses the momentum to backflip over Declan's back, wishing to strike quickly with a seated-dropkick to Declan Turner's knee!
The Impulse Champion gets to his feet, scurrying into his corner, where tries to tag out to Stevie Swing. However, just as Sebastian enters, Stevie turns his attention away, only to feign a knee injury.
Thanks to Stevie's trickery, Declan is able to shrug off the dropkick-to-the-knee and walk up to Sebastian York, waistlocking him. He seemingly goes for a German suplex, but Sebastian elbows him in the head, reversing things. Instead, it's Sebastian York with the waistlock. He pretends to go for a full-nelson, but at the last second, he pulls up and swings his hands down to Declan's feet, tripping him.
Grabbing the knee he dropkicked, that being Declan's right knee, Sebastian drops an elbow and follows that up by applying a spinning toehold, applying as much pressure to Declan's right leg and knee, as possible. After having dropped his very own knee across Declan's knee, Sebastian rises back up and hangs the leg across the middle rope.
Moving to the middle rope, Sebastian York motions to the audience and then leaps off, hoping to hit a diving splash onto Declan's knee, wishing to further damage it. At the last possible second, though, Declan tucks his right leg in, resulting in Sebastian York splashing nothing but canvas.
Despite the sore knee, Declan rises before Sebastian, kicks him with his left leg, hoists him up and then backs him into the corner with a double throat-thrust. Using some charging-shoulderblocks, Declan is able to position Sebastian onto the top rope, following that up with a rising uppercut, which receives a big cheer from the fans.
Climbing onto the middle turnbuckle, Declan gives Sebastian a few more strikes, opting to try an exploder-superplex from the top rope. Just as he goes to release Sebastian, though, Stevie Swing again moves into gear. Stepping into the corner, Stevie, whose leg has suddenly healed via a miracle, grabs onto Declan's right leg, forcing him to stay on the turnbuckle pads with Sebastian York.
Thanks to Adora's no-show, the numbers are not in Declan's favor. Thanks to this, he has to focus on two opponents; which really shines through, as Stevie retains his clutches on his leg. Facing Stevie, he strikes with some elbows to the head, trying to knock the current Television Champion away from him.
Stevie's hold is enough to allow Sebastian York to come up with a plan of his own. Kneeing Declan in the gut, Sebastian York is able to sunset-flip over him and then powerbomb him onto the canvas! Sebastian seconds this with a jack-knife pinfall attempt...
...1...2...
However, Stevie Swing grabs Sebastian's foot and then slides him out of the ring!
The fans in the arena are stunned, as Stevie slides back inside, hoping to take a page out of Chris Carson's handbook. Hoping to capitalize on Sebastian's sunset-flip powerbomb, Stevie makes the cover, instead!
Confused, the referee shrugs and makes the count...
...1...2...
Declan Turner kicks out, charging the audience up into a frenzy!
Trying hard to believe what just happened, Stevie Swing gets to his feet and argues with the referee. Turning back to Declan, Stevie lifts him up and then delivers a European uppercut. With Declan in perfect positioning, Stevie steps back, looking to hit his Last Dance Superkick.
...As he does this, though, Sebastian York slides back inside, obviously peturbed abput the recent happenings. He does not allow Stevie to connect the kick. In fact, he doesn't allow Stevie to even face Declan. Instead, he swings Stevie Swing around and gets in his face, shouting at him.
Angry that Sebastian disrupted his potentially match-ending move, Stevie argues back; only to have the impulse Champion knock him backwards with a superkick of his own! Exiting the ring, Sebastian shrugs off Stevie Swing, leaving him all alone with Declan Turner, thus evening the odds.
Not only that, but the superkick from Sebastian York is enough to twist Stevie around, allowing him to walk right into the "Blood Money" from Declan Turner, which takes Stevie by complete surprise!
Declan Turner makes the cover...
...1...2...3!
Even with Adora not showing, Declan Turner gets the victory. Hearing the bell ring, he triumphantly gets to his feet and has his hand lifted into the air by the referee.
As Declan celebrates his huge victory, Sebastian York walks to the back, laughing at Stevie Swing's expense. Stevie, meanwhile, starts throwing a fit of rage in the ring, even kicking the bottom rope, out of sheer anger.
When all is said and done, Declan Turner remains the last person standing in the ring, proud of his victory.
Winner: Declan Turner (sans Adora)
I alone am best!
#I hope ya flip some guy the bird
#He cuts you off and you’re forced to swerve
#In front of the Beatles’ tour bus
#A bookmobile and a mack truck
#Hauling hazardous biological waste
#The light turns red, you have no brakes
#And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape
#So you can see the look on your face
#Die Die Die Die Die Die Die
#Die Die Die Die Die Die Die
With "I Hope You Die" by the Bloodhound Gang playing in the background, a blue spotlight rains down at the entrance and the curtains pop open, revealing the form of Corey Page, who walks to the ring, carrying a the Tag Title Trophy in his right hand and a microphone in his other.
Climbing inside. he places the Tag Trophy -- which will be officially given out at the end of the year pay per view, entitled "Santa Claus is Dead!" -- near the corner and then stands in the center of the ring, where he begins to talk.
Corey Page: Right now, I want Chris Carson and Morgana to come out.
True to Corey's words, both competitors oblige to enter; without their theme music, just to the sound of the fans either cheering, or in Carson's case, jeering them.
"The Creep" is the first person out, as he walks out, bandages and all, with his head down. Keeping a close eye on his on-again/off-again enemy, Corey Page, Chris Carson creeps -- no pun intended -- around the ringside area, taking a spot next to the the turnbuckles, much like the trophy.
Next, the World Champion, Morgana, makes her way out, much to the pleasure of the fans. Buried in cheers, she casually walks to the ringside area, still a little wobbly from her Illusions match, and steps inside. She stands in the opposite corner of "The Creep", keeping her title slung over her left shoulder.
Corey Page: Now that we're all here, can we just all kiss and make-up?
A disgruntled look is given from both Morgy and Chris Carson.
Corey Page: Oh. Well... I guess not.
Shrugging his shoulders, Corey Page gestures to the Tag Trophy.
Corey Page: Tonight, we've seen one team advance. Right now, before I move onto the big business, I announce the second match.
Removing pictures from the back of his pants, Corey Page holds the first one high...
Corey Page: Jantz Spalding will team with...
The next person's picture is shown...
Corey Page: Oh boy... he's teaming with... The Cooter! Cooter McCoy! Yeehaw!
The fans give a decent reaction to this news; but they mostly want Corey Page to move on. Before he does, though, he announces the opponents for Jantz and Cooter.
Corey Page: And they will be facing... dum-dee-dum...
He turns to face Chris Carson.
Corey Page: They will be facing you, Chris Carson!
Perplexed, "The Creep" raises his left eyebrow, wondering who his partner will be.
Corey Page: And you will be teaming with...
Corey Page: ...Wow. Holy Jesus. You'll be teaming with Morgana!
Rolling his eyes, Chris Carson beckons for Corey to speed things up, while Morgana remains in the corner, not issuing a word.
Corey Page: You have your Tag Trophy Match for next week; but now, we're going to jump ahead in time by just a bit. I'm talking about "Santa Claus is Dead!", the year-end pay per view for Sin Wrestling. Last year, Santa Claus may not have gotten his revenge; but the bastard is dead this year, so it's time to get things started. I need you, Morgana, and you, Chris Carson, to step forward and deliver the first set of partners that you have chosen for the big main event.
With a swagger, Chris Carson steps forward and snatches the microphone from Corey's hand.
Chris Carson: All right, I'll go first. Since we all know Pinky over here will be drafting Adora, I'm going to one-up her. I, Chris Carson, am drafting Stevie f'n Swing!
The crowd "ooooh"s this selection, while "The Creep" confidently hands the microphone back to Corey Page. He walks back into his corner, expecting Morgana to make an obvious selection.
Corey Page: Well then. I guess that's been decided. Chris Carson has chosen Stevie Swing as his first selection. How interesting. Morgy, I do believe it's your turn.
Gesturing the microphone towards Morgy, who prances over and grabs the microphone, as if it were a stiff cock, Corey Page watches as the current World Champ makes her selection. Joyfully, Morgana steps back and announces her choice...
Morgana: Actually, no. I'm not choosing Adora.
Everyone in attendance is amazed at this.
Morgana: Because I'm choosing...
Corey Page looks at Morgana, in awe.
Morgana: ...your opponent tonight, Chris Extreme!
Everyone is bewildered at Morgana's selection, while she calmly drops the microphone, watching as Chris Carson's jaw drops. Finished with his business, Corey Page grabs the Tag Trophy and exits the ring, while Chris Extreme's music hits.
Morgana, in the meanwhile, rolls out of the ring and takes a seat near the commentator's desk, where she will view the action from up close.
A giant, blood dripping globe with a swastika carved into it appears. Chris Extreme's voice is heard shouting viciously in the background.
DIE WHORES!
DIE FAGGOTS!
DIE NIGGERS!
DIE SPICS!
DIE CHINKS!
DIE MUSLIMS!
DIE JEWS!
DIE JESUS!
DIE GOD!
DIE MOTHER EARTH!
DIE HUMANITY DIE!
The heavy metal tune of "Sonne" by Rammstein blasts over the speakers. Chris Extreme marches out, swastika scarred on his naked chest, and geared up in white boxers and white socks. To a roar of hateful boos, he swaggers cockily down to the ring, spitting racial slurs and sacrilegious blasphemies at the crowd. Threatening fans in the front row by getting in their faces, he slowly enters the ring up the steel steps. Arrogantly he strides back and forth through the ring, teasing and taunting the fans some more before his match begins.
Standing across the ring, glaring him down, is Chris Carson, who is still in the ring, thanks to announcing his first partner -- Stevie Swing. Just as the bell rings, both men rapidly charge at each other, like two wild, rabid animals. Their histories collide, as they smash against each other, delivering a flurry of punches, fists, chops and forearms.
Eventually, both men knock each other down and begin exchanging fisticuffs, rolling back and forth, until both men fall out of the ring. Out here, they still exchange punches, this time factoring in the plunder that can be found out on the floor; including smashing each other's face off the apron, announcer's table where Morgana is seated and even having Chris Extreme pick up a random fan and toss it at "The Creep"!
Thinking quickly, "The Creep" catches the fun, taking his attention off Chris Extreme, who lathers Carson's face with a punch to the nose. As a result, both "The Creep" and the fan crumple to the floor.
Stomps galore are sent to "The Creep"'s spine, as Chris Extreme continues to hover over "The Creep", striking at him wildly. Picking Chris Carson up, Chris Extreme throws him against the ring post and then forcefully rolls him back inside.
Sliding in behind "The Creep", Chris Extreme hopes to apply more damage, but as he hovers around Chris Carson, "The Creep" is able to reach up and lowblow the aggressor, Chris Extreme.
Like a predator attacking its prey, Chris Carson gets to his feet, jabs his knuckles into Chris Extreme's skull and then wraps his right arm around his neck. He hoists Extreme up into a suplex position, but then drops him forward, slinging him across the top rope, almost leaving him hanging upside-down. With "Lord Nazi" in this position, "The Creep" bounces off the adjacent set of ropes and returns with a running-knee to the side of Extreme's head, knocking him off the ropes and apron, dropping him all the way to the floor!
Climbing to the outside, joining Chris Extreme, it's now "The Creeps" turn to inflict damage whilst on the floor. Picking Chris Extreme up, he bashes his face off the announcers desk, sending a trail of Extreme's spit flying into Morgana's face, as she does the announcing. Furthermore, "The Creep" hoists Extreme up into a back-suplex position, charges forward and then crotches him against the steel post! Releasing his grip, he allows Chris Extreme to drop to the cold, hard floor like a sack of bricks.
Chris Carson, who receives as many jeers as Chris Extreme, continues to bash his opponent, lifts him up and then flings him across the announcer's desk, nearly taking out pinky herself, Morgana.
Chairs, announcers and the World Champion, Morgy, all go scattering as Chris Extreme goes crashing towards them. Picking up the desk, Chris Carson shows no compassion in letting it drop onto Chris Extreme's back; even momentarily rolling himself back inside the ring, making sure that the referee doesn't count him out.
Focusing solely on Chris Extreme, "The Creep" pulls him out from beneath the plunder, lifts Extreme up and goes to whip him into the post. However, before the whip can be done, "Lord Nazi" is able to reverse it! In return, Chris Carson goes hurdling towards the solid steel structure, smashing headfirst into it, resulting in "The Creep" bowling to the floor with one of his wounds from Illusions gushing open.
A wide grin forms on Chris Extreme's face, as he slowly rises and wiggles his cock in Morgana's direction. Turning attention back to "The Creep", he charges at him... only to have Chris Carson duck down and backdrop Extreme high into the air! With a sickening, disgusting thud, Chris's back smacks into the floor, while Chris Carson stumbles around, finding enough energy to roll back into the ring.
Once inside, Chris Carson cautiously stands to his feet, in the center of the ring, watching as the referee starts his 10-count.
...1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...
When the referee reaches the 8 mark, Chris Extreme stands to his feet...
...9...
Before the 10 is made, Chris hurriedly rolls inside, feeling the pain of being literally dumped onto his back. Showing no mercy, Chris Carson, complete with bloody forehead, immediately begins stomping on Chris Extreme's back, hoping to cripple him. He even takes a page out of Chris Extreme's playbook by throwing him into the corner and placing him face-down onto the bottom turnbuckle.
In an act that would make John Madden grimace in horror, Chris Carson gives Chris Extreme a taste of his own medicine, as he begins to recklessly stomp on the back of Extreme's head, literally curbstomping him!
Dragging a lifeless Chris Extreme into the center of the ring, "The Creep" begins dropping some knees into Extreme's spine, furthering the pain by wrapping his own hand around Chris's jaw and yanking back. Not only that, but Chris Carson even fish-hooks Chris Extreme, while pulling back on his head; and jamming a knee into his spine. It isn't long until "The Creep" is looking for a submission from the man that claims himself to be the lord of the Nazis.
Unfortunately for Chris Carson, Chris Extreme's inner-match Reich is able to maintain a semblance of hope, as he is able to swat some elbows to Chris Carson's bloody forehead, finding a release.
Two of the most-hated men in Sin Wrestling both approximately rise at the same time, using opposite ends of the ring to get up. Chris Carson walks towards Chris Extreme, wishing to inflict more damage, but again, Chris Extreme has other plans; mostly thanks to an insidious kneelift, which catches "The Creep" between the legs.
Dropping to his knees, holding his junk in his hands, Chris Carson can only watch, as Chris Extreme bounces off the nearest set of ropes and returns with a crushing kick to the face... followed by another... and another... and another! The wound on Chris Carson's forehead opens up, spilling out more blood, thanks to these kicks, almost making it resemble a vagina on its period.
...Speaking of which, a hazy Chris Extreme stands before Chris Carson, who remains on his knees, in a state of delirium. Dropping his boxers, he shows off his stitched=up cock to everyone in attendance, including "The Creep", whose forehead he simulates intercourse with a vagina with.
Sickened by this horrifying display, Chris Carson swats Chris Extreme's penis away and then bites into the side of "Lord Nazi"'s thigh, using the only possible escape he can find.
A thunderous roar emits from Chris Extreme, who instantly pulls up his boxers to focus on the gash on his leg. This gives a woozy Chris Carson the chance to stand to his feet, only to drop down a second later with a chopblock to the back of Chris Extreme's bitten right leg!
Having knocked the other Chris down, "The Creep" makes a cover...
...1...2...
Chris Extreme kicks out!
Madness pervades throughout Chris Carson, who cannot believe the lack of a three-count. Standing back up, Chris Carson stomps on Chris Extreme's right leg and then plucks him back up to a standing base. Up here, "The Creep" knees Extreme in the spine, holds him into a back-suplex position and then swings him forward, dropping Chris Extreme down with a Blue-Thunder Backbreaker!
Thinking he has the match won, Chris Carson stands to his feet, gloats and glares angrily at Morgana, who speaks some words of angst to him. Turning back around, he makes the long-awaited cover...
...1...2...
Again, Chris Extreme kicks out; partially due to Chris Carson waiting too long to make his move and partially due to Extreme's own resilience.
Frustrated, Chris Carson stands back up and wastes no time in picking Chris up with him. In the center of the ring, he hunches Extreme over, standing headscissoring him. He goes to lift him up into a powerbomb/piledriver position, but Chris Extreme blocks in. Incidentally, this allows for Chris Extreme to bob down and use his very own bald head to headbutt Chris Carson's crotch!
Breathless, "The Creep" is taken aback by this shot; and is also surprised by the big backdrop performed by Chris Extreme, who happens to find a surge of energy in his body... or in his cock... or something.
Nevertheless, both men lay dormant on the canvas: Chris Carson on his back, while Chris Extreme on his knees, holding his lower back, trying to return to his feet.
After about a minute of downtime, the duo soon crawl towards each other, where they soon trade punches and forearms back-and-forth. Soon enough, these shots turn to vicious headbutts, which results in both men going blow-for-blow with headbutts; "The Creep" widening his gash, while Chris Extreme's forehead becoming covered in Chris Carson's own blood.
Strike-for-strike, blow-for-blow, they both get to their feet, with Chris Carson gaining momentum in his favor. Backed against the ropes, "The Creep" lifts Chris Extreme up, seconds away from suplexing him to the floor -- but Extreme is able to land on the side of the apron. Seeing this, "The Creep" quickly steps out, where he and Extreme begin to exchange chops and slaps; which soon tranfers into punches.
Unfortunately for Chris Extreme, one of his punches miss, allowing for Chris Carson to hit an STO onto the side of the apron, dropping Chris harshly down!
Sliding in from the floor, Chris Carson returns inside, where he commences stomping on "Lord Nazi". He hunches over, about to pick Chris Extreme up, but is surprised when Extreme inside-cradles him!
Right away, the referee makes the count...!
...1...2...
The surprise rollup doesn't get the victory, though, as Chris Carson is able to kickout!
Motoring up to his feet, a stunned and bloodied Chris Carson catches Chris Extreme with a blow to the neck, wanting to keep him grounded, which he successfully obtains. After delivering a legdrop across the back of Chris Extreme's neck, Chris Carson again rises, this time pulling Chris Extreme into the corner.
In here, "The Creep" climbs to the second-rope, his back facing his opponent, and leaps back, delivering a double-kneedrop to Extreme's spine. Grabbing the former World Champ's ears, Chris Carson throws him into the turnbuckle pads, where he then lifts Extreme into a sitting position on the top turnbuckle.
Climbing up alongside him, "The Creep" blisters Extreme with a flurry of punches, all while attempting to superplex him. Aware of this terrible predicament, Chris Extreme fights back, striking Chris Carson with even more headbutts, widening the gap on the flesh wound. When all is said and done, he is able to force Chris Carson to relinquish his attempt at a superplex, enabling him to grab onto "The Creep"'s head/hair and leap off the top rope.
Both men go flying through the air, with Chris Carson being struck with the "Cock Factor" from Chris Extreme!
Feeling dead to the world, Chris Extreme collapses onto Chris Carson, while the referee makes the count.
...1...2...
...
...3!
The bell rings, signalling the end of the match and the victory of Chris Extreme. At ringside, Morgana looks on, pleased at what she has just witnessed -- mostly because both of her enemies have just beaten the snot out of each other.... literally.
Chris Extreme stands to his feet, having a big, green snot hang from his nose. Right away, he calls for the microphone, about to speak, despite the dazed condition he is in.
Chris Extreme: I prom--p--p---prom---promised you'all maj- major news tonight! Her... here... goes!
Rubbing some of Chris Carson's blood off his face, Chris Extreme continues on.
Chris Extreme: I, Chris Extreme, off-- off- officially announce my running f- for... the...
His tone becomes clearer and louder.
Chris Extreme: For the... PRESIDENCY OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!
"Hail to the Chief" plays; and red, white and blue balloons fall from the mall ceiling, while a dizzy Chris Extreme stands in the ring, receiving a furious amount of boos. Nevertheless, he falls to his knees, celebrating his announcement and defeat of Chris Carson, one of his future opponents at Santa Claus is Dead!
Winner: Chris Extreme
Tune in to the next Eternity to find out the impact of this; along with the next Tag Trophy Match and the announcement of Morgana's and Chris Carson's next partners!
Fade out.