A loud raucus can be heard emanating from outside of Corey Page's office, which is where the current camera is set-up. From the other side of the door, roaring voices from the likes of Danny Boy Vegas, Tony Millennia, Shane Donovan, Vincent Kane, Flame, etc. can obviously be heard. Suddenly, the door to Corey's office bursts open and in steps the owner himself, Corey Page.
Wiping sweat from his brow, he takes a deep sigh of relief, hoping to escape from the excitement happening on the opposite side of his door. Despite the loud roars and shouts continuing, he leans up against his door, wishing to keep it closed, and then looks to his right.
It is then that he sees the last remnants of Chris Extreme's SW occupation. Sitting side-by-side on a mantle is two miniature versions of a Sin Wrestling ring, with several action figures resting on them, including Nikita, Destiny Daniels, Flame, et al. Most importantly, though, Corey notices the steel cage that covers both rings, keeping everyone inside.
As if a light goes off in his head, Corey arches an eyebrow, places his thumb to his chin and thinks to himself.
Corey Page: Hmmm... War Games...
With that, the scene fades out, last showing Corey Page locking his office door.
"Master Your Demons" by Ramesses blasts over the PA system, and Danny Boy Vegas walks out from behind the curtain, wearing a black t-shirt with the word "SOCIETY" written on it in white letters. He walks down to the ring, climbing onto the apron and stepping in, awaiting his opponent.
"Shitlist" by L7 blares throughout the arena and Summer Ashton slowly steps out onto the stage. In her own world, she walks down to the ring and climbs in, waiting impatiently for the bell.
Summer starts things off immediately after the bell with a throat punch. Danny Boy Vegas is taken aback and coughs his way to the ropes. Summer follows closely, pushing him against the ropes and then launching him to the other side. When he comes rushing back, Summer takes him down with a clothesline. Keeping the upper hand, Summer attacks DBV’s head and chest with several hard kicks. Summer pulls Danny to his feet and hits him with a few forearms to the face.
With a burst of adrenalin, Danny grabs Summer and whips her into the ropes. As she comes back, he bends over for a back body drop, but before she's thrown over, she frantically grabs at the top rope to prevent being dumped on the outside. DBV turns around and Summer grabs him by the hair, jumping backwards and yanking his throat down over the top rope. Danny springs back up and falls right over onto his back.
Leaping over the top rope, Summer swiftly moves in for an early pin, though, only getting a two count. While Summer yells at the ref, Danny Boy crawls to his feet. Summer turns around and attacks his knees rapidly and then boots him in the stomach. She hits the ropes and comes back, but Danny bursts forward and decapitates her with a Swordstroke. With that, he drops to his knees and pins his opponent.
...1...2...
He gets a near three count but Summer just barely manages to kick out. Pulling Summer to her feet, Danny kicks her to the stomach and pulls her in for a powerbomb, which he lands. He rips her up from the mat by her hair and drags her over to the corner where he rams her head into the turnbuckle. Turning her around, he whips her into the opposing corner, chasing quickly and body checks her, squishing her into the corner. He steps away, allowing her to stumble a few feet before falling over. He goes for the pin.
...1...2
Summer Ashton promptly kicks out, infuriating Danny Boy Vegas. He jumps up, pulling her up with him and kicks her in the stomach. But she recovers quickly, grabs his head, and head butts him. Dazed, he stumbles in a circle, allowing Summer to go for a bulldog. She follows with a rake to the eyes before placing him in a tight sleeper hold. She yanks him back, digging her knee between his shoulder blades. After it becoming clear that he refuses to give up, she lets him go and tosses him to the side. Leaping to her feet, she drops her knee into his head, for good measure, before climbing up to the top turnbuckle. She goes for a moonsault, but Danny Boy is coherent enough to roll out of the way.
Danny slowly crawls to his feet as Summer writhes around on the mat, clutching her stomach. Stomping over to Summer, Danny grabs her head and brings her to her feet. He then scoops her up for a tilt-a-whirl piledriver. Once again, he scoops her up, but this time, for a spinebuster. Summer, in obvious pain, lays on the mat moving very slowly to reduce the discomfort.
For the last time, Danny brings Summer to her feet and whips her, hard, into the ropes. As she comes flying back with great momentum, he catches her with his right arm, going for his Napalm Hammer. As he hoists her into the air, though, Summer manages to flip full circle around his arm and land on her feet. As Danny stand there stunned for a moment, Summer hops up and puts him in a bodyscissors, then drops down, bounces off the mat by her hands, and comes back up to nail a DDT, hitting her own finisher, Spontaneous Combustion. With this, she goes for the pin.
...1...2...3!
Afterwards, Summer Ashton sides out of the ring, proud of her victory, while Danny Boy Vegas remains inside, upset with his second straight loss.
Winner: Summer Ashton
The camera follows a candy apple green Katana 750 motorcycle zipping through the parking lot. The paint job is obviously custom and it sparkled brightly when it caught the light. Finally, it came to a halt beside a brand new silver Eclipse Spyder. Ever so calmly, the person steps off of the bike with a messenger bag on their back. They go to remove their matching coloured helmet, revealing that it's none other than Nikita with her jet black hair falling out of her helmet.
Nikita sets her bag and helmet on the ground before bending over and pulling out a crowbar. Whistling, she casually makes her way to the front of the car, raises the crowbar, and smashes it through the driver's side of the windshield. She retracts the crowbar, only to do it over and over until the entire windshield laid in shards all over the front seats. Moving on, she breaks the small side windows of the convertable and moves on to the headlights. She begins denting and putting holes in the entire of the exterior.
As if this wasn't bad enough, Nikita hops into the convertable and begins ripping and destroying the interior with the hook of the crowbar. Stepping further inside, Nikita begins kicking the gear shift until it practically breaks off.
Finally, she exits the car, and as one last insult, pries the Mitsubishi logo ornament off the front of the car and shoves it in her pocket. She throws the crowbar down and brushes off her hands. Now whistling again, Nikita grabs her stuff and hops back on her bike, zooming off out of sight. Before the camera cuts out, it focuses on a piece of the interior that, now vaguely, shows the (V) symbol.
These three Sin Wrestling stars were making their debuts tonight, and all wanted to make a big first impact! The fans were solidly behind all three men, with chants for all three fan-favorites rising during this intense matchup! Early on, all three men began feeling each other out, with Phayze's and Pierce's brawling skills on display as they battered each other and Kyphael in and out of the ring! Once outside, however, the tide turned distinctly in the favor of "The Bastard", and he used the ringside area to get an advantage.
Kyphael was able to turn it around with a surprise shot on Phayze, and get back in the ring, using his technical abilities to work over Pierce. But once Phayze got back in the ring, he attempted to propose a team with Kyphael. They worked together for a few minutes, but Pierce ducked under a double elbow and hit a big double clothesline on his opponents!
Trenton backed up, and prepared to hit his trademark spear on Phayze, but The Bastard moved, and Pierce plowed through Kyphael with the spear! Pierce got up, shrugging his shoulders at the downed Kyphael, but turned right into Phayze, who spun his opponent upside down and hit him with a sitout tombstone! He went for the pin, but Kyphael recovered enough to break the pin just in time!
Phayze and Kyphael got up, and traded punches before Phayze grabbed Kyphael's arm and attempted to leap onto him with his legs, going for a triangle choke! Kyphael got caught in the hold, but fought off the pressure, lifting Phayze up and dropping him in a powerbomb style maneuver! The lock on his arm was released, and Kyphael proceeded to re-arrange his body to pick Phayze up and hit another powerbomb!
Trenton Pierce had recovered, however, and ran up to Kyphael as he picked Phayze up again for a second powerbomb! He took Kyphael up and over with a belly-to-belly suplex, slamming both Kyphael and Phayze into the mat, as the fans erupted into chants for Pierce! He stood up, and screamed, ready to end it! He pulled Kyphael up, and seemed to be setting him up for the UnderOath, when Phayze kicked Pierce in the gut! Kyphael attempted to use that to his advantage, pulling Pierce into a backslide, but Phayze pulled Kyphael out at two!
The two argued as Pierce got up, and charged again at both men, but they stepped back, and he fell into the turnbuckle! Phayze made the mistake of looking at Pierce crash into the corner, and Kyphael slipped behind him and hit a german suplex! Phayze rolled out of the ring holding his head, while Kyphael got ready for Pierce, who turned right into the Starlight Extinction!
...1...2...3!
The pinfall was academic, despite an attempt by Phayze to break the pin! Kyphael escaped the ring, victorious in his first Sin Wrestling bout!
Winner: Kyphael
( Jay-Z voice over… )
“This is a state of emergency…”
All of a sudden, the following flash on the screen...
IMMORTAL LEGEND STATUS
THE PAST.
THE PRESENT.
THE FUTURE.
"Show Me What You Got" by Jay-Z hits over the P.A. as the lights start to flicker until it becomes pitch black for a brief moment. Then a string of white, red, and green pyros explode as the lights slowly turn back on. The smoke clears, and Jimmy Luciano is standing at the top of the entrance ramp with his hands raised up. Luciano is wearing the usual black Armani suit. He walks down slowly pacing himself. He then walks up the stairs, turns for a brief second and finally enters the ring… The crowd erupts. A small “Luci” chant breaks out. He loosens up his tie a bit and then looks around at the Boston crowd.
Jimmy Luciano: Hey, this isn’t Wonderland.
Pausing for a brief moment, he just nods his head as if he looks lost.
Jimmy Luciano: Where is the nearest exit?
He begins to exit the ring by ducking under the top rope, but then he pauses… you see a chuckle. He turns around and gets back into the center of the ring.
Jimmy Luciano: Unfortunately, I’ve been forced to make my first move. So this is Sin Wrestling? This is Eternity? This is what you call history in the making? I could give a fuck about the show tonight. It flopped. It crashed and burned like Cory Lidle. People are tired of watching the on-going melodramatic bullshit with Chris Extreme. You act like it’s the hottest feud in wrestling! It never was hot. Nah, it just goes to show how weak SIN truly is. It’s sad when it overshadows the entire roster. Yes, months were invested to build this confrontation up. It only tells me Corey Page can’t find a legitimate superstar to carry Sin. I’m millenniums farther along than Tony. Everybody knows Flame is eventually going to burn out. He ain‘t built to last as a World Champion. Every title division is weak. I’m bored. People tuned the fuck out considering this was supposed to be a big night. Call me crazy, I’m not impressed with this bush league roster. Seems pretenders and fakes migrated into one tiny shit hole namely Sin Wrestling before I got here. Last week was one big flood of talent and then they realized what a mistake they made. They left. When I’m right, I’m right. I call it like I see it.
He shrugs his shoulders. A couple of fans yelling in the front row catch his attention for a brief moment. And he gives the fans who overpaid for their front row seats the middle finger.
Jimmy Luciano: This ring right here is the lost and found of the industry right now. Think about it. Jimmy Luciano was lost and now he has found himself the center of attention in Boston. It’s no coincidence why I‘m here. What’s been missing in the industry lately? Immortal Legend Status. No man in this industry has been able to drag me out of my vacation. No one out there is on my level. Nothing has rivaled the previous promotions I headlined, not even close. I got bored plain and simple. Got tired of waiting for the right opportunity to open up where I’d feel the least bit challenged. Take a look at the present state of Sin Wrestling. Wander outside of Sin Wrestling for that matter. There is nothing honorable left. The allure is gone. This business is dead. This is industry is no longer appealing period. I plan on changing all that… that’s my challenge. To repair what some may call irreparable damage courtesy of you fucking morons. How? Stay tuned. I’m back. And I’m bringing the swagger back.
Luciano launches the microphone into the crowd and waits for his opponent to show up...
Downer and Luciano stepped into the ring, each with their own agenda. Downer wanted to prove himself to new fans, while Luciano wanted to continue his own career in a new environment. The man who has been called the "Immortal Legend" immediately went on the offensive, backing Downer into the corner and pounding away with punches, forearms, chops, and any other strikes he could come up with.
From there it was seemingly one-sided. Downer attempted to make a comeback, but Luciano used his power to catch his opponent off guard again, hitting a tilt-a-whirl slam and comboing it into a STF. Downer was able to break the hold, but the damage had been done! Luciano quickly went for the jugular, pulling Downer into position before lifting him up and tossing him back down with the Crucifx Powerbomb! Luciano fell on top...
...1...2...3!
...Got the pin, and seemed satisifed.
But Downer seemed to get up too quickly for "The Notorious One", and he tossed the hurt Downer outside! Luciano kicked him several times before grabbing a television monitor from the commentary table! The referee attempted to stop him, but to no avail, as Jimmy Luciano slammed the monitor into Downer's head! Johnny Downer fell to the ground, blood beginning to pour from his head, as Luciano grinned.
Fade out.
Winner: Jimmy Luciano
In the back, the ladies, who will be wrestling in the upcoming match, are shown. They seem to be preparing, when out of the blue, Captain Isiah Morgan leaps into the scene.
Captain Isiah Morgan: Arrrrrr...! Mighty fine wenches here, I see!
He goes to lift up Christina Dark's skirt, only to get a shrill cry of defiance from her.
Captain Isiah Morgan: Arrrr... me likes what I sees!
Like a bat out of hell, all the women quickly scatter, leaving Captain Isiah Morgan stand alone and aloof.
Captain Isiah Morgan: Was it something I said?!
...Unfortunately for Captain Morgan, he isn't alone for much longer, as a chair soon graces the back of his head. Falling on his face, Captain Isiah Morgan still has his back turned to his attacker -- Danny Boy Vegas, who holds the chair in his right hand and dusts his left off.
Danny Boy Vegas: Well, that redeems last week's loss. Now onto that Tony Millennia guy.
He throws the chair down, while the camera checks on Captain Morgan one last time.
Captain Isiah Morgan: Arrr... me poor skull. I just wanted a bit of wench-lovin'!
The camera fades out.
When the camera returns to the ringside area, it shows Jimmy Luciano finally walking to the back. Along his way, he passes the line of girls that are coming to the ringside area, who will be working in the upcoming match. Before he can pass through the curtain, they circle around him and admire his body, which Jimmy soaks up, allowing them to touch and feel him.
Unfortunately for the ladies, Jimmy soon blows them off, calls them "cunts" and walks to the back, leaving them strung out and horny. Nevertheless, they walk to the ring and get inside, where they await their match to start.
The bell rings and the women walk to-and-fro, trying to find an open on each other...
Until Johnny Downer is able to stand back up, dust off the glass shards on his head and smear away the blood from his forehead. Rolling inside, he interrupts the women's preparations and stands in the middle of them.
From his pants, he pulls out a wad of cash and hands it over to the ladies. As if on cue, the girls share a glance between each other and then nod their head. Having been rejected by Jimmy Luciano, the girls jump Johnny Downer and then proceed to have an orgy in the ring with him.
Hey, Johnny Downer doesn't mind; and neither do the fans who witness this spectacle.
The scene fades out, last showing one of the ladies sitting on Johnny's face, while another one rides his penis; and the third fingers her butthole. Fuck having a match.
Winner: No Contest (due to in-ring orgy)
The cameras peel away to the backstage area, which is where Corey Page can be found, gathered next to Ace Rodgers, who has a microphone pointed directly into the owner's face. Right away, Ace begins firing words at Corey Page.
Ace Rodgers: Corey, things here have been friggin' nuts lately! People are turning on each other, we have new champions, people are at each other's throats. This is almost more chaotic than when Chris Extreme was in charge of everything. What the hell is happening?!
Corey Page: Good lord, don't insult me by comparing me to Chris Extreme, that filthy pederast.
Ace Rodgers: Fine, but...
Corey Page: You also neglected to mention the fact that people have been hounding me about the titles! Yes, tonight, the Tag Team Titles are officially retired. Yes, that means that we will have one less title. Yes, the rumors are true; I am bringing back another title.
Ace Rodgers: Whoa...! The Platinum Title? I mean, we did see Nikita with it last week!
Corey Page: ...Uh... no.
Ace Rodgers: Oh.
Corey Page: Yep.
Ace Rodgers: Good enough!
Corey Page: Word.
Ace Rodgers: ...
A minute of silence passes.
Ace Rodgers: So, uh, which title?
Corey Page: The Television Title, you goddamn mook. We're back on TV, we may as well bring it back! And starting next week...
Ace Rodgers: Whoa... next week...
Corey Page: Yes... next week... it's tournament time!
Ace Rodgers: ...We have about 40 tournaments per year, though.
Corey Page: Yes. Shut the fuck up. This one is different. This one is the...
Dramatic pause.
Corey Page: The Television Title Tournament!
Ace Rodgers: Oh.
End of drama.
Ace Rodgers: Awesome! So, who is in it? 8 people or what?
Corey Page: 8 people? Fuck nah; this is Sin Wrestling, we're better than that.
Ace Rodgers: Good point. So... 9 people?
Corey Page: Page: 9 people? Fuck nah; this is Sin Wrestling, we're better than that.
An echo causes both men to look around, trying to figure out what that sound is.
Ace Rodgers: Someone really needs to fix the acoustics in this arena.
Corey Page: Ditto. Anyhow, this is a 12-person tournament! That's right; you heard me. The first round will consist of 4 triple-threat matches; the second round will have 2 singles matches and the winners of the second round matches will meet in the finals, which will take place at our upcoming Pay Per View.
Ace Rodgers: Oh boy. I'm quivering in manticipation.
Corey Page: Manticip--... nevermind. Transition time!
Corey Page: Speaking of our upcoming pay per view, we have major, major news about it. And these 8 people better listen up -- stop your bickering, fighting, whining and bitching -- and listen to me.
Corey looks at the camera, looks down and one-by-one lifts up an action figure. Up first, we have Xander Gates.
Corey Page: Congratulations to Xander Gates, the captain of team number one!
Ace Rodgers: Team number one... of what, exactly?
Corey Page: We'll get to that in a second.
Ace Rodgers: All kies!
Corey Page: Anyhow, your useless partners will be...
Corey holds up the figures of Vincent Kane and Shane Donovan.
Corey Page: Vincent Kane and Shane Donovan! The possible final Tag Champions? Maybe! We'll see by the end of the night. That's if the other partner can team well with Nikita. Yes, I'm talking about...
Corey Page holds up a Zimdela Brudon figure.
Corey Page: ...Okay, so your partner isn't Tony Millennia. I couldn't find a Tony Millennia figure; but Zimdela and Tony look alike, anyhow... just throw some dark, metrosexual garb on Zimdela and you'll have Tony.
Ace Rodgers: Good point.
Corey Page: So, yes... the team of Xander Gates, Shane Donovan, Vincent Kane and Tony Millennia will take on a team captained by...
A figure of Flame is lifted up, complete with face-paint and new faux-World Title.
Corey Pager: Flamer! On his team, Flamey, the new World Champion, will have...
Nikita walks into the scene.
Nikita: Yes, what do you want? Is this about bringing back the Platinum Title?
Corey appears silent, but thinks quickly.
Corey Page: On Flame's team will be Nikita...!
He then proceeds to shove Nikita to the right, pushing her out of screen.
Nikita: Hey, wait...!
Corey Page: Can Nikita finally trust someone enough to not stab her in the back?
Ace Rodgers: Probably not, no.
Corey Page: Agreed. Next!
Corey holds up an action figure of Danny Boy Vegas.
Corey Page: D-B-V, the man who is looking for his Lust Title. Sure, I said that you would face Tony at the Pay Per View, but I didn't specify in which fashion. So, say hello to your partners: Flame, Nikita and...
The Danny Boy Vegas figure is thrown over his right shoulder, allowing him to show the Destiny Daniels figure. True to life, the figure has a bandage wrapped around her left leg.
Corey Page: If she's ready to go, Destiny Daniels. If this tough bitch can't wrestle, well... I'll find a way to work around it. But nevertheless, there is your second team.
Ace stands, shocked, and in silence. He finally speaks up.
Ace Rodgers: Wow... 4-on-4... what kind of match?
Corey Page: Not just any match, Ace. At our Pay Per View, we will have two rings side-by-side, and you know what that means...
Ace Rodgers: No way...
Corey Page: Yes way...
Ace Rodgers: You've got to be kidding me...
Corey Page: I shit you not, my pal. 4-on-4, two-rings... and a cage. Say hello to "War Games"!
Ace appears overly-excited, as Corey walks off, giving a dramatic finish.
Ace Rodgers: Oh my God...
Suddenly, Corey appears back on scene.
Corey Page: That was a pretty lame ending. Let me try again.
Corey thinks to himself, trying to figure out a way to properly end this interview.
Corey Page: Ah, fuck this...
Again, he walks off, leaving Ace behind, still stunned over the War Games announcement.
“Bodies” by Drowning Pool plays throughout the arena. After some fireworks, Arran Hayden walks down to the ring, slides under the ropes and soaks up jeers and a few cheers from the crowd.
The sound of crickets chirping echoes through the arena as Remy Amour waddles down to the ring as if he had just received a severe wedgie. Eventually, he walks into the ring and stands in the middle, twitching nervously.
As the bell sounds, Remy soon reveals that it wasn’t bunched up boxers riding up his ass, it was a gun. He pulls the handgun out of his ass and points it in Arran’s direction, shaking immensely. Changing his mind for a split second, he turns the smelly gun to his own head and threatens to shoot. He waits, hoping the crowd will convince him not to, but rather, they lean back in their seats, as does the ref. Jude Malice comes running down to the ring and pleas with Remy Amour not to do it, which only infuriates Remy. He turns the gun to Jude and blasts his face off before he blows his own brains out.
Arran Hayden kicks Remy’s lifeless body, shrugs, and heads backstage. Soon after, a medical crew hoists the two bodies into body bags and wheels them backstage on two stretchers.
Winner: No contest; due to homicide+suicide.
Taken backstage, we immediately see Tony Millennia making his way down the hall, presumably on his way to his match with Vincent Kane and Shane Donovan. However, not long into his walk, he passes by Summer Ashton, who is going the opposite direction. Millennia doesn't seem to notice her, but Summer stops him, as the camera focuses on her.
She looks into his eyes with a sinister smile on her face. There's an odd harshness to her gaze that seems to dance in a strange manner.
Summer Ashton: Nice work last week. I do so enjoy watching things burn.
Millennia pauses, clearly taken back by this response to his actions. Returning her smile with a half-smile of his own, he snickers.
Tony Millennia: Me too.
Starting to walk away again, he halts, turns back around, and shoots Summer one final glance.
Tony Millennia: And thanks. That isn't the last of it, though -- not by a long shot.
She laughs in a short, low manner. There's a sick sharpness to it.
Summer Ashton: Good. I'm looking forward to it.
Tony Millennia (to himself): As am I...
With that, he heads off down the hall as the scene fades out.
Dan "The Bulldozer" Black is the first to enter, running all the way down to the ring. After sliding into the ring, he goes about his usual pre-match festivities.
Soon thereafter, the SW World Champion makes his entrance. As soon as the lights come up, Flame is shown standing in the middle of the ring -- right behind Dan Black. As a result, Flame is able to get the early advantage, blindsiding Dan from behind with a series of vicious shots, accented with an inverted DDT.
And it continues on like this -- that is, until Dan Black reverses an attempt at a vertical suplex by Flame. Lifting Flame up into a vertical suplex of his own, Black instead chooses to hang him out to dry on the ropes, after which he slams his elbow into the back of Flame's skull, causing him to slump over into a heap on the mat.
Dan Black continues his assault, using his raw power to maintain control of the match. At one point, he has Flame up in a fireman's carry, flipping Flame through the air and slamming him on his back with considerable might. After this, Dan goes for a pin.
...1...2...
At the last second, Flame kicks out, which doesn't seem to please Dan Black at all. Pulling Flame to his feet, he attempts a running powerslam on the SW World Champion, only to have Flame slip right out of his grasp and send him stumbling headfirst into the corner, crushing his skull up against the steel ring post.
Flame quickly moves into position and school boys him.
...1...2........
After a long two count, Dan Black powers out of the pinning predicament, and once again, he doesn't pleased at all. Charging right toward Flame, he nearly knocks the champ clear out of the arena with an earth-shattering clothesline.
Back in control, Dan Black stays as such for awhile longer, until he plants Flame on the mat with a hefty powerbomb and attempts another pin, at which time Flame coils him up in a small package. Though Dan manages to kick out rather quickly, this provides Flame with the tiny crumb of momentum he needs, as he hops up and dropkicks Black straight out of the ring.
However, this would soon prove trouble for Flame, as the referee finds himself focused on Dan Black, thus missing the interference of Xander Gates. Xander slides in the ring at lightning speed, burying Flame in the mat with an X Marks the Spot half a second later.
From there on out, all Dan Black has to do is cover Flame, once he re-enters the ring.
...1...2...3...
As Dan Black celebrates his victory, Flame comes to. Severely disappointed, he makes his way to the back, his title slung loosely over his shoulder.
Winner: Dan Black
Returning from his previous match, holding the World Title over his right shoulder, Flame walks right into Sin Wrestling interviewer, Ace Rodgers, who is looking to get a few words with him.
Ace Rodgers: Flame... Flame... Flame, I just wanted to congratulate you on your World Title win, even if you did lose tonight, thanks to that one idiot. Nevertheless, everyone counted you out, but you did it. What are your words?
Flame: You better believe it. Everyone -- and I mean everyone -- counted me out, but I showed them all. I showed everyone. Things are going to change around here. Destiny, you put up one hell of a fight, but in the end, it all fell in my favor.
Ace Rodgers: About that... some people say you had a bit of luck, due to Xander Gates previously injuring Destiny Daniels' leg. What do you say to that?
Flame: Who cares about Xander Gates. That guy is a...
Walking into camera view is Xander Gates, who is wearing a referee t-shirt, ready to ref the upcoming Tag Title matchup.
Xander Gates: Speak of the Devil, look who's here.
Ace Rodgers: Xander Gates, shouldn't you be out in the ring, right now? Shouldn't you be more focused on refereeing that upcoming match than getting into Flame's business?
Xander Gates: There's ton of time, Lex. Right now, I just want to congratulate Flame on his win, as well. I'm sorry to say that you didn't do it by yourself, as you had some help from me beating Destiny within an inch of her life at Illusions. Although, I am quite sorry about your recent loss.
Flame smirks.
Flame: I see. Nevertheless, you had your shot at the title; but who currently holds it?
In spite, Xander rolls his eyes, slaps the title which is around Flame's shoulder and winks.
Xander Gates: You do your namesake and you keep that title warm for me. Until then, I'll meet you at War Games, where we are both team captains. Will you even be able to walk out with that title?
Xander laughs to himself.
Xander Gates: We'll see about that.
Finished talking, Xander walks off, leaving Flame next to Ace Rodgers.
Special Guest Ref: Xander Gates
The lights in the arena dim and the audience hushes to a silent suspense, waiting for the final match of the evening to get underway. Once the time is right, "Straight Here" by Bloodsimple hits the sound system and the fans immediately unloads with an influx of jeers, knowing what's about to go down.
Stepping out onto the top of the entrance is the Lust Champion, Vincent Kane, along with the Purity Champ, Shane Donovan. After making an unholy alliance at the last Eternity show, these two form a tandem wanting to become the final Tag Team Champions, for now.
Of course, not long after their arrival, Tony Millennia slowly walks out, looking disjointed and not really wanting to take part in tonight's activities. He will be taking Destiny Daniels' place in tonight's matchup, thanks to the injury she sustained at the hands of tonight's referee. Not long behind him, of course, is Nikita, who seems to be at odds with Nikita... you know, considering how he blew up her godforsaken car.
Nevertheless, she suspiciously enters the ring, keeping a distance from all competitors, including Vincent Kane, whom she has an upcoming Lust Title match against.
Finally, tonight's referee, the man who put Destiny Daniels on the injured list, Xander Gates, makes his way out and rolls into the ring. Dressed in his black and white referee shirt, Xander looks at everyone, who, ironically will be his partners at the upcoming Pay Per View. Well, except for Nikita, who will be on the other side of things.
In any event, Tony Millennia decides to start things off, which doesn't seem to phase Nikita, who casually steps out onto the outer portion of the apron, not kicking up a big stink about sitting out, thus far.
Xander calls for the bell and the match commences, with Tony and Shane facing off. After some back-and-forth chain wrestling, it is Tony that comes out on top, much to the chagrin of Shane, who tags out to his partner.
Vincent Kane calmly steps inside of the ring and unleashes hell onto Tony, striking him with knees, forearms and kicks. Eventually, he is able to wear him down enough to position him into a modified armwrench/sleeperhold combination. This allows for Vincent to soon tag out to Shane, who springs back in, ready to take it to Tony, his future partner.
After locking Tony in the corner, using a reverse Tree of Woe type maneuver, Shane continues to belittle him, striking him with kicks and stomps. He even backs into the opposite corner and charges out, hoping to hit a running knee-strike to Tony's back.
...Which he successfully hits!
Go figure.
Unfortunately for Tony, his beatdown continues, as Vincent Kane and Shane Donovan are able to showoff their new tag team awareness, unleashing a flurry of double-team moves onto him. These moves include a spike piledriver, with Shane diving off the middle turnbuckle, helping Vincent spike Tony's head into the canvas; a powerbomb/neckbreaker combo, with Vincent hitting the neckbreaker part; and they even hit a double superplex, sending Tony flying high off the top turnbuckle.
After having his neck and back worked over, movement becomes quite difficult for Tony, who ironically doesn't even try to tag in Nikita. Despite this, Nikita still reaches out, hoping to swipe her hand off Tony's back, allowing herself to enter the ring and mix things up.
She finally gets a chance after Tony capitalizes on a mistake made by Vincent Kane, which allows Tony to knee him in the jaw and then Russian Legsweep him. Up against the ropes, Tony tries to stand, unbeknownst that Nikita is stepping up behind him and is about to slap him on his right shoulder.
Having the tag made, Nikita climbs to the top turnbuckle pad and leaps off, catching both Shane Donovan and Vincent Kane with a double-flying dropkick. She instantly focuses on Vincent Kane, leapfrogging up-and-over him and catching him on his way back with a twisting hurancanrana. She tries to continue the rollup into a pinfall, but Xander Gates, the referee, has other plans.
......1......2......
Not surprising at all, Xander makes the slowest count in Sin Wrestling history, thus allowing Shane Donovan to come up from behind and strikes Nikita with a running boot to her neck. He then hoists her up and tries for a vertical suplex. Her agility, though, gives her the ability to slip out behind him, unleash a beautiful dropkick and thus send Shane Donovan colliding face-first into Vincent Kane.
She turns towards Xander Gates, mouths the words "Fuck you" to him and then flips him off. Turning away, with retribution on her mind, Nikita blinds both Vincent and Shane with a baseball-slide dropkick that sends both men reeling up against the steel guardrail. Climbing to the top turnbuckle, she soon dives off, twirling her body through the air with a corkscrew plancha, knocking her competitors off their feet.
Tony Millennia, meanwhile, still stands on the ring apron, not moving an inch, not even wanting to help Nikita in her domination of both men. He can only stand up and watch as Nikita rolls Vincent back inside, climbs to the top rope and flip off with a somersault legdrop. She goes for another cover, but again, Xander makes a horrendously slowly count...
.........1.........2.........
As a result, Shane Donovan interrupts the count -- this time by placing Vincent's right foot on the bottom rope, at the count of two, while standing on the floor.
Shane climbs up onto the ring apron and gets in Nikita's face, giving Vincent the chance to recover... thanks to Xander Gates, who shakes Vincent Kane awake.
After a slap from Nikita is blocked, Shane strikes her with a forearm to the face, forcing her to stumble back into a release-German suplex from a now revitalized Vincent Kane, no less.
Having landed on her skull, Nikita, one half of the Tag Team Champions, can only lay prone on the canvas, alone in the ring, despite having her partner in her corner. Once again, Xander allows Shane and Vincent to perform some double-team attacks on Nikita, sending her into the corner, where they both start stomping and kicking at her stomach and head.
Setting her up in the center of the ring, both Vincent and Shane bounce off opposite set of ropes and recoil back -- Vincent chopblocks Nikita's leg out from underneath her, while Shane hits a vicious leaping clothesline. Having been flipped over in mid-air, Nikita lands awkwardly on her back, allowing for Shane Donovan to cover her.
Xander makes the count, with much gusto.
1, 2...
However, Tony Millennia, of all people, returns inside of the ring and stops Xander from slapping the mat for a third time. He gets in Xander's face, only to turn back around, lift Nikita up and drop her back down with the Millennia Descent to a chorus of boos.
Once he stands up, he blows a wad of snot onto her fallen body and leaps out of the ring and walks to the back, leaving everyone, sans Nikita, looking pleased.
Having Nikita prone and unconscious in the middle of the ring, she is easy-pickings for Shane Donovan, who instantly goes to lock in "The Clincher". However, Nikita becomes aware of her situation and immediately starts elbowing Shane Donovan in the head, forcing her releasal.
Seeing this Vincent Kane charges at Nikita, who shakes off the damage done to her, ducks beneath a clothesline attempt and nails him with a reverse huracanrana, driving his head into the canvas. She's about to continue pounding on him, until Shane Donovan steps in, hammers Nikita across the broad of her back, and then hoists her into the air for a powerbomb.
However, Nikita is able to huracanrana out of that, as well. With no one left in the ring against Nikita, except for Xander Gates, Nikita is then attacked by Xander, who delivers a punch to her spine. He then positions Nikita into the X Marks the Spot, standing her in the center of the ring. Before he can flip her over, though, the World Champion, Flame, charges to the ringside area and smacks his World Title belt against the back of Xander's head, knocking him silly.
Having saved Nikita, Flame jumps off the apron and returns to the backstage area, allowing for the match to commence.
When Nikita rises, trying to shrug off even more damage done to her, she turns around, only to walk right into a belly-to-belly suplex attempt from Vincent Kane. Well, it was a belly-to-belly attempt... but she decides to find safety by kneeing Vincent in the groin. Standing to her feet, she looks into the corner and charges in, allowing her to vault to the top turnbuckle pad and dive off, hitting a perfect version of The Aura.
Having Vincent Kane pinned, she realizes that the referee is down, forcing her to reach over, grab onto Xander's hand and make the three herself.
...1...
Xander's hand hits the mat again, thanks to Nikita...
...2...
Shane Donovan returns to the action...
...3...
Shane's recovery is too little, too late, as Nikita forces Xander's hand down for the third time, thereby allowing her to retain the Tag Titles.
Upset at this conclusion, Shane Donovan whisks Nikita up by her raven hair and starts punching and kicking at her, even finishing her off with an Air Raid Crash. He helps Vincent Kane up, and they both continue to unload some damage onto Nikita, who cannot remove herself from the chaos in the ring.
Out nowhere, Samhein's "Mother of Mercy" begins to blare over the PA system. The crowd's gaze turns from the mayhem in the ring, to the entrance ramp, where Danny Boy Vegas, Nikita's upcoming War Games partner, is seen jogging down with a chair in hand. Once he slides into the ring, holding the chair wildly in his hands, Vincent and Shane scatter, both sliding out of the ring.
BAM!
Danny Boy's act of heroism soon turns into an act of evil, as he hurls the chair at the back of Nikita's head, dropping her face-first onto the canvas. Without hesitation, DBV grabs Nikita by the waist and hoists her into the air -- a pure display of power -- in which he holds her for a minute, before aligning her face with the chair. He then viciously drops her, face-first, down on to it, in a devastating Wheelbarrow Face Buster.
As Vincent and Shane watch on from outside of the ring, overjoyed, they soon roll back inside, where they are soon greeted by Danny Boy Vegas, who hands them each their own shirt, which reads "Society" on the front. Soon enough, the trio stands over a beaten Nikita, with Danny Boy plucking her up to her feet for a second time.
DBV grabs ahold of Nikita's lifeless body and lifts her up onto his shoulders, facing upwards. He takes a few steps around the ring, before finding the chair, which is located in the center of the ring. With a big lift and slam, he lands his Burning Hammer '97, inverse Death Valley Driver, straight down onto the chair.
Seconds later "Mother of Mercy" begins to play once again and the three men stand over Nikita, smiling at their dastard plan.
But with their War Games match fast approaching, will they be able to co-exist, even if they are on opposite sides?
Will Nikita be able to handle the haunting of 1000 knives in her back?
How will everything play out?
Tune in next time to see.
Winners: Tony Millennia and Nikita