Post by Joshua Samson, ESQ on Nov 3, 2016 23:02:55 GMT -6
The scene fades in backstage with the camera facing a dark corridor, light only filling the front half of the hallway. A half hearted chuckle is heard from further down the hall, and a man dressed in a Deathstroke costume slowly appears in front the camera, emerging from the darkness he was once in.
Man: "So, fans, I take it everyone is enjoying this holiday weekend?"
Some cheers are heard from the crowd.
Man: "Heh,I figured you were all enjoying yourselves. Well tonight isn't all about Halloween, tonight is about the second Underground house show of UGZ. I do have to say, the gentlemen that have brought this place up are doing a swell job in making sure this boat floats. So........I decided to jump on board and become this ship's newest privateer."
The man reaches behind his head with one hand, and the other hand grabbing the chin of the mask. He slowly removes the mask off of his face to increase the suspense, but as he reaches the top of his head, he quickly yanks it off, revealing himself to be "The Mercenary of Destruction" Hunter Storms.
Storms: "You folks scared now? Surprised even? It matters not. I've come here to help this company rise up from its ashes, and return to its glory like a phoenix, filled with burning passion."
He reaches out to his side, and draws back into his hands, a championship belt.
Storms: "For those of you who haven't known, the last company I was with, I walked out a champion. Kept the belt, and now this is going to be turned into something spectacular for this company."
He smirks as he looks up into the camera.
Storms: "The UGZ Crank Championship."
The crowd can be heard cheering and roaring with applause.
Storms: "It's been a major topic on social media, and I'm here to say those rumors are being confirmed as true. You see it here in my hands, and soon you'll see me down in that ring with this beauty, taking on someone who calls themselves Jazmin Davis."
He slings the title over his shoulder, as he continues to coldly stare into the camera.
Storms: "Let me tell all of you something about me. The past month or so, I've been destroying people getting in my way. I even got a list of it, and the next name that's appearing on that list, is Jazmin Davis....."
The lights suddenly start to flicker, then blackout entirely. When the lights do come back on, Storms is nowhere to be seen, except for a Deathstroke mask lying empty on the ground.
29 October 2016
Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO THE UNDERGROUND!! TRICK OR TREAT!!
The web streaming pans about the capacity crowd of about one hundred or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “I STILL Miss GZW2K1”, “I Have A Belt! Can I Be The Champ?”, and “How Do I Sign Up?!” The camera finally lands on the commentating table near ringside where The Stooges – Patrick Nelson, Todd Crumb, and Joshua Samson – are seated.
Nelson: We are streaming live from the Underground Zero Trouble Trax located in Atlanta, Georgia!
Suddenly “Blue God” hits the PA system, sending the crowd into a frenzy.
Crumb: And what better way to kick off tonight’s show than in the presence of an Icon?
Samson: Bah!
The doors separate and in a cloud of dry ice and smoke, there is Jon Kellar. He is decked out in jeans, and a “Club Dynamite” t-shirt, but is not wearing his signature hooded jacket. The crowd roar as he makes his way to the ring, Sean O’Riley in tow wearing a matching hoodie and carrying Kellar’s GPC World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder.
Nelson: So, Samson, who have you picked to answer Icon Lord Kellar’s challenge to you over Twitter?
Samson: What?
Crumb: Yeah come on, Joshua, who have you picked. Is it Champa? Is Champa going to get his head kicked in?
Samson: One…Champa would paste Lord Fathead all over this arena. Two…it isn’t Champa. He’s too busy giving Man Munin a good hiding…
Crumb: Then who?
By this time Kellar has reached the ring and is climbing the stairs. Sean, meanwhile, jumps up onto the apron. He drops the middle rope for Kellar, who steps into the ring, followed by his manager/trainer.
Samson: Just wait, Crumbbum… I promise you won’t be disappointed…
Kellar calls for a mic and addresses the crowd as the music dies down.
Kellar: Thank you all for coming out tonight. It really is great to see that this little vanity project of ours is growing up fast. This looks like a full house!
The crowd cheer.
Kellar: We’ve got some great matches for you here at the Underground. Some familiar faces making their first appearance here, and a few students making their debuts as well. Get behind them all, and lets have a great night of it.
Crumb: Well said.
Samson: Ah, shut up!
The crowd cheer and applaud.
Kellar: But now… I’m here with an announcement. As you all know, we had an absolutely stellar show in support of Children’s Healthcare here in Atlanta. Fantastic wrestling, great guests, I think we can all agree it was a fantastic event.
The crowd sound their agreement.
Nelson: No argument here.
Samson: Well of course, it had the Force of Nature and a REAL Icon in the main event!
Kellar: And since that event it seems all people have been asking is, when are we going to do it again? ARE we going to do it again? show Underground Zero’s next Supercard…
Kellar smiles.
Kellar: Well, lets bring an end to that here and now… on behalf of the Icons’ Circle I am pleased to announce that the next event will be right here in the Trouble Trax; 19th November 2016.
The crowd explodes!
Kellar: Tickets will go on sale at 9am Monday morning, for those of you streaming this over the Internet, the number should be appearing on screen now. These include a limited number of VIP package tickets which will get you the best seats in the house.
Kellar turns and points up towards the Booker’s lounge and the “balcony” just in front of it.
Kellar: Food, drink, and fantastic company. Meet the Icons, and get a look inside the booker’s lounge, then take your seat on the balcony and watch the show. Check the website for prices and further information.
Samson: This idiot realizes that this is a LIVE streaming show on the Internet right?
Nelson: Quiet, Samson.
Kellar smiles.
Kellar: But Jon, I hear you say, who will be there? Well, there will be a number of stars from around the world and we’ll be announcing those over the next few weeks, but there is one match that we’re going to announce right here, right now!
Kellar looks towards the announce table.
Kellar: Aren’t we, Joshua?
The crowd applaud as Samson folds his arms and looks smug.
Samson: Oh you have no idea Lord Fathead…
Kellar: Because on November 19th, I won’t be the Master of Ceremonies… I will be in this ring, going one on one with an opponent of Joshua Samson’s choosing. Now Joshua has an exceptionally large black book and I’ve no doubt he’s got just the man - or woman - in mind.
Kellar smiles.
Kellar: So Joshua… who’s it going to be? John Champa? Amanda Reynolds? One of your “Heathens”? Maybe you’ve dragged Jericho Cross out of yet another retirement? Maybe you’ve brought somebody over from that decrepit funfair you got so fond of? Please Joshua, I’m dying to know.
Samson stands, and reaches down under the table as he does, producing a microphone.
Samson: That’s always been your problem, Lord Fathead… you think you’re so clever, and yet time and time again you prove just how wrong you are. Always predictable, always disappointing, always….Kellar.
Kellar rolls his eyes.
Samson: Fortunately, the good people of this federation can count on me to deliver the unexpected, and deliver something worthy. You wanted an opponent Lord Fathead, well I have just the man.
Samson raises his hand and points towards the newly-installed big screen above the entrance doors. It sparks into life and shows an unrecognizable silhouette backstage where someone is warming up.
Crumb: Wait? What? Who?
The screen cuts to black, leaving a visibly bewildered Kellar in the ring staring up at it. Kellar’s shocked face stays put as he slowly turns back towards his long-time verbal rival.
Samson: You think you run this, Lord Fathead? You think you can just waltz back through those doors all willie-nillie as if the wrestling world revolves around you? Fuck that and fuck you, buddy!
Crowd: OHHHHH!!!!!
Samson: Icon Davis runs this ship. He’s THE MAN….he’s the one that busts his ass day in and day out! He is the TRUE Icon of this sport! If are a sorry ass excuse for an example to any student of this school and it’s going to be my pleasure to play a part in seeing your ass gotten rid of! And the person that I have picked will indeed be getting rid of you. Oh as far as who it is….you’ll know when the time is right!
Kellar drops the mic and stares daggers at Samson. Samson shoots the Ring of Honor Icon double birds.
Ring Announcer Herbert Torres: The following singles contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
As the beat of "Leave It All Behind" by Cult to Follow plays,the lights dim down,as a figure walks out onto the center of the stage.
As the song intensifies and repeats the chorus again, the figure swiftly lifts their head up as the lights suddenly brighten up.
Torres: Coming to the ring making his Underground Zero debut….he is HUNTEEERRRR STORMSSSSSSSSSS!
Storms takes a long look at the crowd, scanning it from side to side before shrugging and proceeding to walk down the ramp.
Reaching the bottom of the ramp, he takes another look at the crowd with that piercing stare as they loudly boo him.
He walks over to the steel steps and cracks his knuckles a few times at the base step before climbing up into the ring.
Upon entering the ring, he walks to the center of it and gives a slow cut throat gesture before backing up into his corner, waiting for the match to start.
Samson: Patticake and Crumbbum, you are paying witness to the present and future of this company. Hunter Storms has arrived and has brought with him the UGZ Crank Championship!
Crumb: UGZ Crank Championship? When did we get a championship? Wait a minute, isn’t that the now defunct PAW Crank Championship?
Nelson: Underground Zero does not have any championships at the moment, Crumb. Hunter Storms was the last Pure Amusement Wrestling Crank Champion before its untimely closure.
Samson: First of all, Hunter IS the first and only UGZ champion. Secondly, isn’t it sweet justice that Lady Itty Bitty’s amusement park sham of a wrestling company has closed down?
Crumb: You know Lady Munin is rumored to be backstage tonight.
Samson: And….it’s not like I won’t say it to her pretty little Japanese face.
"Real World" by All American Rejects begins to play and Jazmin Davis appears at the double doors. She tosses her arms up in the air, catching a positive reaction in return. Jaz smiles, the warm welcome seeming to grow on her. She begins to make her way down to the ring, stretching an arm out to slap hands with the fans as she passes. Trotting up the steps, she winks cockily to the crowd before climbing in to prepare for the match.
Crumb: Jazmin is prepared to face her toughest opponent to date.
Nelson: This will indeed be the young woman’s most experienced challenger since returning to the United States.
Jazmin Davis eyes Hunter Storms uneasily, who is staring at her, grinning widely. The bell sounds signaling the start of the match.
Crumb: HERE WE GO!!!!!
Immediately Hunter dives at Jazmin, causing her to jump back. Hunter chuckles, pleased with his fake out. Jazmin and Hunter circle each other before Hunter dives at Jazmin again. Jazmin goes to step back, stumbles, and falls back on the mat. Hunter scrambles over and lifts her up, backing her into the corner. The referee steps in between them, telling Hunter to loosen his grip. Hunter concedes, releasing his hold. Jazmin uses this to her advantage and nails Hunter with a side elbow!
Samson: WHAT IN THE HELL?! Is this a one-on-one match or is Hunter facing Jazmin and the ref?!
The referee scrambles out of the way and Jazmin hits Hunter with another side elbow, causing him to stumble. Jazmin runs and bounces off the ropes. She leaps into the air, taking Hunter down with a cross body block! However, Hunter holds onto her and gets to his feet, still clutching her across his chest. Hunter goes to scoop her onto his shoulders, but Jazmin slides behind him and rolls him into a schoolboy!
One…Hunter quickly kicks out!
Both Hunter and Jazmin get to their feet. Jazmin winds up for a punch, but Hunter ducks and wraps around Jazmin, putting her into a full Nelson hold! Jazmin struggles for a bit, then slips out of Hunter’s grip, dropping down to the mat between his legs and flipping him over into a pinning maneuver!
One…
Two…kick out!
Nelson: Davis utilizing her speed and quickness on the much larger Storms to not only get him in one pinning predicament but two!
Crumb: I don’t think Hunter was in no way prepared for any of this either.
Samson: This all a part of Hunter’s plan, you idiots. There is a reason why he’s the UGZ Crank Champion!
Crumb: That’s not even a thing.
Samson: Shaddup!
This maneuver visibly catches Hunter off guard. Both wrestlers get back to their feet. Before Jazmin can do anything however, Hunter quickly beheads her with a clothesline!
Samson: All a part of his plan.
Smirking, Hunter quickly brings Jaz back to her feet and drags her into the turnbuckle corner. He grabs her head and bashes Jaz with a knee to the face! He holds onto her head and hits her with a second knee to the face! Hunter doesn't let up and hits Jazmin with a third knee! Jazmin puts her arms in front of her face to cover up as Hunter grips her head, smirking.
Suddenly, Jazmin kicks Hunter in the stomach, trying to fight back! Hunter responds with a sharp knee to the stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of her. Hunter hits Jazmin with a second knee before lifting her and throwing her violently out of the corner to the center of the ring! Jazmin staggers to her feet, holding her back and runs right into a spinning backfist! Jazmin goes down and Hunter hooks the leg for the pin!
One…
Two…
THRE…KICK OUT!
Crumb: Jazmin’s still in this one!
Samson: If she keeps taking shots like that she won't be!
Hunter slams a grounded Jazmin Davis with a back elbow in the face! He then applies an arm trap crossface!
Nelson: Storms has that submission locked in. I am not sure that Davis will have any other choice but to tap out here!
Jazmin grits her teeth in pain while Hunter looks pleased with himself. Hunter yanks back on Jazmin’s head to inflict more pain. Jazmin squirms and manages to hit Hunter in the face with a back elbow! Jazmin hits another one and another, causing Hunter to loosen the hold and enabling Jazmin to flip out of the hold! The crowd show their approval for Jazmin’s success.
Samson: I really hate wrestling fans!
Nelson: No you do not, Samson. If it were not for the great wrestling fans of the world, we would be unemployed.
Samson: Maybe you and Crumbbum would be out of work but I have too many irons in the fire!
Hunter grips the side of his face as both competitors get to their feet. Jazmin takes down Hunter with a dropkick! They scramble back up and Jazmin takes down Hunter with another dropkick! Both wrestlers are slower to get back to their feet. Jazmin attempts to go for a third dropkick, but Hunter swats away the attempt! Jazmin crashes to the mat and Hunter steps forward and kicks Jazmin in the face, knocking her back down to the mat! Hunter grabs Jazmin’s leg and applies an over-the-shoulder single leg Boston crab!
Nelson: Painful submission applied by Storms!
Crumb: Any momentum Jazmin had may be gone!
Samson: And that is why Hunter is the greatest UGZ Crank champion ever!
Crumb: That is not even a thing, Joshua!
Samson: SHADDUP!
Jazmin cries out in pain as Hunter crouches, sitting on the hold, causing her to cry out more. Jazmin begins to will herself out, twisting her body to try and escape. Jazmin kicks Hunter in the side of the head and follows it up with a second kick, pushing him off of her. However, Hunter maintains his grip on one leg. Jazmin pushes herself up on one leg and manages to blast Hunter in the head with an enziguiri! Jazmin falls back down to the mat with Hunter, gripping her leg.
Crowd: JAZMIN! JAZMIN!
A few moments pass before both Hunter and Jazmin attempt to get to their feet. Jazmin goes to swing at a rising Hunter, but he kicks her in the leg, before grabbing her around the neck, setting up for his Hunter’s Mark (chokeslam transitioned into a thumb thrust to the throat)! He holds her for a second before executing it perfectly, slamming Jazmin down to the mat!
Samson: Put a fork in her….she’s done!
Hunter drops down for the cover!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner...HUNTER STORMS!
Samson: And STILL UGZ Crank Champion!
Crumb: That is not a thing!
Samson: SHADDUP!!
Nelson: Valiant effort from Jazmin Davis, but Hunter Storms takes the victory here tonight in his debut match!
Torres: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
“light em up” by fall out boy begins to play. Ryan simply walks to the ring occasionally touching hands with some of the ringside audience. In the ring he stands on the second turnbuckle and signals to the crowd.
Nelson: Ryan Gaines is coming off a major loss at the hands of The Mongrel at our first The Underground house show.
Samson: It’s not like this Ryan kid had a chance of winning against Mongrel.
Crumb: And now he’s about to face a returning to wrestling living legend.
“Applause (Sindre Myskja Metal Remix)” by Lady Gaga erupts from the PA as a deep blue spotlight in the shape of an inverted pentagram illuminates the entrance area. Vernon Vanderbilt emerges from the back, resplendent in blue and black, including a luxurious, feathered cape. He basks in the spotlight's glow for a moment, arms outstretched, flashing the Vs for victory, then regally strolls down the aisle toward the ring.
Samson: Welcome back to wrestling, Mister Mercy!
Crumb: Man, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen Vernon in a ring!
Vernon ascends the steps and climbs to the top turnbuckle, leering and taunting the audience for a few moments as he removes his cape, before moonsaulting into the ring, landing on his feet.
Nelson: Vanderbilt is arguably one of the most underrated GroundZero Wrestling 2K1 World Heavyweight Champions.
The bell sounds.
Crumb: HERE WE GO!!!
Vernon lunges forward, only for Ryan to perform a roundhouse kick, which Vernon dodges and causes him to step back. Ryan circles around Vernon, who looks to lunge a second time, but Ryan performs a second roundhouse kick, this time only narrowly missing Vernon’s head!
Nelson: Gaines exhibiting his martial arts skill!
Samson: And? You think that’s going to do anything against Mister Mercy?!
Vernon suddenly rushes Ryan, hitting him with a series of furious lefts and rights! Vernon backs Ryan up into the corner and then whips him to the opposite side of the ring. He charges at Ryan, who flips over the ropes. He grabs Vernon arm from on the apron and locks him in armbar! Vernon’s eyes widen in pain as the referee warns Ryan to let go and then begins to count.
One…
Two…
Three…Ryan releases Vernon’s arm, breaking the hold.
Vernon steps back, clutching his arm as Ryan steadies himself on the apron. Ryan propels himself onto the top rope and then leaps off, hitting Vernon with a back elbow! Ryan attempts to go for the cover.
Nelson: Ryan Gaines has started this match off strong and is fully in control!
Crumb: Vernon isn't looking so hot!
Samson: Finally peeking out that closet, huh, Crumbbum?
Vernon shoves him off, and moves away from him, getting back to his feet. Ryan blasts Vernon with a kick to the back of the leg, then a kick to the midsection and finally with a kick to the side of the head! The blow causes Vernon to stumble backward into the corner. Ryan runs to the opposite turnbuckle before running at Vernon, nailing him with a spinning wheel kick! Vernon crumbles to the mat as Ryan goes for the cover!
One…
Two…
T…Vernon kicks out!
Crumb: WHAT CAN VERNON VANDERBILT BE THINKING AS HE IS ALMOST PINNED BY RYAN GAINES?!?!
Samson: Probably, “it’s time to stop fooling around with this young punk!”
Ryan goes to grab Vernon, who swats his hand away! Vernon makes his way over to the turnbuckle and Ryan follows him, only to be nailed with a huge forearm. Ryan goes down hard. Vernon gets his bearings, before dropping down to the mat and raining down on Ryan with right hands! He starts to choke Ryan angrily.
Nelson: This is completely uncalled for! Vanderbilt does not have to resort to this behavior!
Samson: Sure he does. Ryan wants to be a professional wrestler well this is what happens to professional wrestlers!
The referee yells at him to stop, which he surprisingly does. Vernon gets to his feet, runs to the ropes and then leaps up into the air, crashing down with an elbow drop across Ryan’s chest! Vernon gets up and repeats the action, sending a second huge elbow across Ryan’s chest! Ryan tries to turn over onto his stomach, clutching his chest, but Vernon flips him back over onto his back and goes for the pin!
One…
Two…Ryan kicks out!
Nelson: Now that Vanderbilt has found his footing, he does not seem to be letting up!
Crumb: If he wants to win, he better not!
Samson: This is Mister Mercy you’re talking about. A win for Vernon is a far gone conclusion.
Vernon glares at Ryan before lifting him up. Vernon drills him with a knee to the midsection, causing Ryan to drop to one knee! Vernon brings him up and then executes an inverted atomic drop!
Nelson, Crumb, and Samson: OHHHHH!!!!!
Vernon runs to the ropes before coming off with a vicious clothesline! Vernon admires his work as he watches Ryan get back to his feet. Vernon pushes Ryan against the ropes and then Irish whips him to the other side of the ring. Vernon bends over, looking for a back body drop, but Ryan counters, kicking a bent over Vernon in the face!
Ryan runs against the ropes and goes for a clothesline on the rebound, but Vernon ducks and spins behind Ryan. He wraps his arms around his waist and then plants him to the mat with a German suplex! Vernon waits for Ryan to get back up and then runs and bounces off the ropes, sending Ryan back down with a flying shoulder tackle! Vernon goes for the cover!
One…
Two…
THR…Ryan gets the shoulder up!
Nelson: Gaines continues to impress against the veteran Vanderbilt!
Crumb: I can't argue with that!
Samson: You both are idiots.
Vernon grabs Ryan and locks him in an abdominal stretch! Ryan struggles to break the hold. Vernon realizes this and pounds at Ryan’s mid-section furiously, trying to get his opponent to tap. Once Vernon sees it isn't working, he spins Ryan up onto his shoulders, attempting a pumphandle slam, but Ryan slides behind him!
Ryan pounds the back of Vernon and spins him around, attempting to go for a belly to belly suplex, but Ryan’s back fails him and he can't execute the move. Vernon takes advantage and spins around Ryan again, nailing him with the second German suplex of the match! Ryan nearly flies to the corner due to the impact.
Crumb: I honestly didn’t think that this match would be lasting so long. I mean, no disrespect to either Ryan or Vernon but Ryan is a rookie while Vernon is a vet that hasn’t been in the ring in a long, long time.
Samson: It’s because Mister Mercy is only using this match to let everyone know that he is truly back.
As Ryan uses the ropes to get to his feet, Vernon moves to the opposite side of the ring, eyeing his young opponent. Vernon runs at Ryan, but Ryan pops up and drills Vernon with a shining axe kick!
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!
Ryan holds his back as he gets up, looking at the turnbuckle.
Crumb: I think this could be it! Ryan is looking for Spin Cycle (630 splash)!
Ryan ascends the turnbuckle, his back to the ring, but Vernon comes up from behind and clubs Ryan in the back. Vernon sneaks under Ryan and puts him on his shoulders and then slams him down to the mat with a powerbomb!
Samson: Put a fork in him,,,this one’s done!
Vernon goes for the pin.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner….VERNON VANDERBILT!
Nelson: Vernon Vanderbilt caught Ryan Gaines off guard and picked up the win here tonight in his in-ring return match!
Backstage Sophia Wilson is warming up, cue a knock at the door.
Sophia: Come in!
Enter Jon Kellar, who greets her with a big hug.
Kellar: Hey Silver…
Sophia: It’s good to see you sensei… I saw the feed from Japan, I’m amazed your face isn’t still blue.
Kellar: And I’m amazed you’re still here.
Sophia: Well, I needed to tighten up a few skills and to be honest, it’s nice to have a base here. Plus, these house show broadcasts… I got to hand it to Davis, he made a good call on this one.
Kellar: I can’t argue with that… I may have to swing by more often.
Sophia: Sounds like you will be, Supercard II?
Kellar: Anyway, you all set?
Sophia smiles and takes off her jacket, revealing that she has replaced her usual wrestling gear with an orange coloured version, complete with pumpkin eyes and teeth. She also pops in her gumshield, a black number with white vampire teeth painted on it. As she bites into it, a red liquid flows down her face.
Sophia: Well?
Kellar: Very festive.
Sophia smiles, then takes out her shield, wiping her face with a nearby towel.
Sophia: Well, it was going to be facepaint, but that’s more your thing…
Kellar walks over and takes a seat on a nearby bench
Sophia: You here to wish me luck?
Kellar shrugged.
Kellar: I think you may need it. I don’t like the look of your partners… nor your opponents…
Sophia: Alex trusts them, and you trust Alex
Kellar: Alex earned that trust, the hard way. His word goes some way, but when I look at these guys? I dunno… something’s off about them.
Sophia picks up her jacket and throws it back on.
Sophia: So long as they have my back tonight…
Kellar: Yeah I guess.
Sophia: So…
Kellar nods
Kellar: Good luck… and go give Champa a damn good kicking. God knows the boy needs it…
Sophia smiles as she "reloads" her gumshield.
Sophia: Anything for you Sensei
Kellar smiles back as Sophia gets back to warming up.
Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Kick Axe's 'Nothin's Gonna Stand in Our Way' plays, he crouches low at the entrance, crosses himself, looks to the sky and then bursts into a headlong sprint for the ring.
Nelson: We have seen this young man wrestle years ago in GroundZero Wrestling 2K1 and we have seen him wrestle well!
Samson: Yeah but I'm not entirely sure that Mongrel is the man that you want to be wrestling against…
"No Rest For the Wicked" by Godsmack starts and a small boo goes through the crowd as The Mongrel enters the Trouble Trax. He looks straight ahead, and stalks to the ring, like a lion slowly but fluidly descending to its hunting grounds. He ignores the fans.
Crumb: You might be right, Joshua, that this man is not the person that you really want to get into a fight with.
Samson: I mean, I guess I understand it! If you've got a death wish and all...
The referee looks at both men to make sure that they're ready for the upcoming match before calling for the bell.
Crumb: HERE WE GO!!!
Knightmask decides that he's going to waste almost no time in getting things started, running across the ring and hitting Mongrel in the mouth with a forearm smash. Knightmask follows it up with a second and then a third. Noticing that Mongrel is barely flinching from the blows, Knightmask shakes his head and decides to pick up speed. He bounces off of the ropes and charges at Mongrel, who steps forward and kicks Knightmask in the masked mouth with a big boot! Knightmask groggily tries to drag himself back up to his feet, hoping to create a bit of space between himself and Mongrel in the process. Unfortunately for him, Mongrel closes the gap and begins to pound away on Knightmask's back.
Nelson: I am surprised that Knightmask decided that he was going to take the fight to The Mongrel the way that he did.
Samson: Well, you saw how well it worked out for him!
Mongrel grabs Knightmask and holds him against the ropes. He nails him in the face with an elbow shot to knock him groggy before shooting him across the ring. Mongrel steps toward the middle of the ring to meet him, hoisting Knightmask into the air as soon as he comes back on the rebound. Mongrel holds him there for a moment before slamming him down to the mat with a gorilla press slam!
Crumb: The whole ring shook after that press slam!
Knightmask pulls himself over to the nearest turnbuckle and uses it to slowly pull himself back up to his feet. Mongrel watches him with pure malice in his eyes. Once Knightmask is standing, Mongrel shakes his head and charges at him. He tries to hit Knightmask with a running clothesline in the corner. Knightmask ducks out of the way at the last possible second! The impact sends Mongrel crashing into the turnbuckle! Knightmask knocks the big man groggy by hitting him in the back of the head with a clothesline before lifting Mongrel into the air for a back suplex! The fans can't help but show respect for the show of strength. Knightmask covers.
One…
Two…
TH…Mongrel powers out!
Nelson: Knightmask almost had the pinfall win!
Samson: Almost only counts in…
Crumb:…horseshoes and hand grenades!
Samson: Nope…catching STDs and illegitimate pregnancies!
Nelson: What?!
Mongrel tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Knightmask closes the gap between the two men and begins to use his knees to try and wear him down. Blow after blow connects with Mongrel as he slows a bit while trying to reach his feet. Knightmask grabs Mongrel and tries to lift him back up to his feet. Again, he hits the big man with a few leg strikes before trying to get him into position for a suplex. Knightmask tries to power Mongrel into the air. Mongrel blocks the attempt. Knightmask decides that he's going to try again, only to once again have Mongrel block the attempt. Mongrel shoves Knightmask away before hitting him with a throat thrust that sends Knightmask staggering!
Nelson: You must appreciate the strategy that Knightmask was using, though it did not work for him quite as well as he wanted it to.
Samson: Look, if he can find a way to continue that approach, he might have a chance! That's more than I was expecting a bit earlier in this one!
Knightmask recovers and shakes his head. He almost immediately charges at Mongrel to try and keep the momentum on his side, only to have Mongrel step forward and send him crashing to the mat with a spinning side slam! Mongrel hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!!
Crumb: WHAT CAN THE MONGREL BE THINKING AS KNIGHTMASK KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND?!?!
Knightmask slowly drags himself back up to his feet and crawls over toward the ropes. He uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. Mongrel shakes his head, grabs hold of Knightmask, and tries to drag him toward the middle of the ring. He gets him there when suddenly, Knightmask reaches up and gets a thumb into Mongrel's eye!
Samson: WHAT THE HELL?!
Nelson: A blatant thumb to the eye there by Knightmask. Though I do not condone such things it was a very savvy move to escape The Mongrel.
Crumb: Agreed.
Knightmask blasts Mongrel in the mouth with an elbow shot. He follows it up with a second and then a third. Knightmask then tries to send Mongrel crashing to the mat with a dropkick. Mongrel instead catches him and lifts Knightmask into the air! Seconds later, he slams him down to the mat with The Doomsday Disaster (Argentina backbreaker)!
Samson: And so much for this masked idiot…
Mongrel hooks the leg and covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match...THE MONGREL!!!
Nelson: Knightmask had a strategy, but The Mongrel is just too dangerous.
Mongrel gets to his feet and beckons for a microphone. Torres quickly gives him.
Mongrel: Once again I have soundly thrashed yet another competitor placed before me. Another bright eyed hopefully looking to make his mark within the world of professional wrestling yet another one to fall victim to that of The Mongrel.
The near seven-footer glares down at Knightmask as he is assisted out of the ring.
Mongrel: Underground Zero, when will there truly be that hero that will attempt to endure my ferocity? I have challenged and berated Mister Konrad Raab, ad nauseam. Perhaps I was incorrect concerning the mettle of Mister Raab? He is far more interested in his prospering career in Supreme Championship Wrestling, in which no way do I begrudge him, and apparently his growing celebrity upon Twitter. If he cannot muster the energy or creativity to carry a verbal feud, then indeed Mister Raab may not be the one I am in search of.
Samson: I have no idea whatsoever why Mongrel would try to waste his time with Konnie?!
Nelson: Well for one, Samson, Raab is a heavily touted athlete worldwide. It would only make sense that The Mongrel would want to test his skills against someone like that.
Mongrel: But on the oft chance you are still committed to our impending encounter, Mister Raab, how does the upcoming Supercard Two tickle your fancy?
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THE MONGREL CHALLENGES KONRAD RAAB TO A MATCH AT THE SUPERCARD TWO EVENT ON NOVEMBER NINETEENTH?!?!
Samson: Probably, “I guess we’ll be celebrating Thanksgiving a week earlier because that turkey Konnie is going to be cooked!”
Mongrel: The contract has been signed on my end, Mister Raab. Now we only await your commitment.
Icon Lord Jon Kellar is walking down a backstage hallway, politely greeting various employees and students en route to his destination. Suddenly, and without warning, he is clocked with something from behind and falls forward to the unforgiving floor. Standing above him is none other than Vernon Vanderbilt, wielding a shillelagh encrusted with blue and black glitter, because of course that's a weapon Vernon would use.
Vernon: Icon Lord? Please. Ego much?
As Kellar struggles to get out of the prone position he's found himself in, a trickle of blood tracing a path down the back of his head, Vernon puts the kibosh on the potential retaliation, pressing his foot to Kellar's throat and pushing him back to the floor, pinning him beneath a patent leather boot.
Vernon: It's easier for me if you don't struggle, so how about you just lie there and listen and I'll extend a little Mercy your way. For now.
Kellar wriggles a bit but, realizing Vernon has him in a precarious position right now, he stills, glaring daggers in place of the words that are currently choked off.
Vernon: I agreed to lend my fame and notoriety to this insignificant pittance of a company in exchange for being given the opponent of my choosing, and I choose you, Weak-achu. You have been delivered to me, bound and basted on a silver platter. You are the sacrifice for the greater good, Kellar, and if you play your cards right, you may just survive long enough to reap the benefits that my participation will bring this fly-by-night operation of yours.
Kellar tries to speak, but Vernon twists his foot and cuts him off.
Vernon: No one cares, Kellar. It's my turn right now. I'm giving you this warning because I take my Mister Mercy moniker seriously. I'm not here to hurt you, Kellar. I'm not here to hurt anyone, only to help. And here's my help for you, giving you this warning. You can do with it what you will, but if you want my advice, I suggest you concede before this match takes place. You're as tired as you are dull, Kellar, and it is patently obvious that you won't stand a chance against me in a legitimate battle. This is your opportunity to do the right thing, the smart thing, and bow out gracefully. It will save the both of us a significant amount of trouble in the future. And if you should decide to meet me in the sacred squared circle?
Vernon removes his foot; Kellar grabs his throat, coughing. Vernon kneels, placing a knee where his foot used to be. He plants his shillelagh firmly in Kellar's crotch with one hand, while the other makes a fist mere inches from Kellar's face.
Vernon: Well, this fist is going to stop...your...heart. Here's your mercy – you choose what to forfeit, the match, or your career, your health, maybe even your life. You're the one who is responsible for the consequences of your decision. You know me, you know what I can do, and most importantly, you know what I will do. Think it over, Icon Lord.
He draws back as if to punch the prone Kellar, but instead gently strokes his cheek before striking with a vicious backhand, splitting Kellar's lip. Vernon smiles, almost benevolently, and stands.
Vernon: Think about those you love and those who love you. Better to run and live to fight another day than to throw it all away in a futile pursuit. Look at you. You can't beat me.
He starts to walk away, then turns back one last time, grinning.
Vernon: You're going to be picking glitter out of your head for months, you know. Ta ta!
Vernon departs, leaving Kellar pained and bleeding on the ground.
Samson: That was the single greatest thing I’ve seen in a long ass time!
Nelson: Are you referring to the cowardly assault that Vernon Vanderbilt just perpetrated against Icon Lord Jon Kellar?!
Samson: Cowardly?! That was in no way cowardly, Patticake.
Crumb: Joshua, did you have something to do with that attack?
Samson: Of course I did! Lord Fathead wants to call me out on Twitter then so be it! He wanted a challenger….now he has one! Have MERCY on his soul!
Nelson: You are not right in the head.
Samson: Whatever, Patticake. I’ll be back in a minute. I need to go confer with my clients.
Torres: The following contest is The Underground main event! It is a six-person tag team match and it is scheduled for one fall!!!
"Princess of China" fills the arena, and the crowd sings along with the "OHHHHH" as they await Sophia's arrival.
When the "OHHH" stops and the vocals start, Sophia emerges from behind the curtain. She walks to the ring, arms out wide and her head down and hidden under a silver hooded jacket. She looks focused and determined as the crowd continue to join in on the "OHHHHH"s.
When she reaches the ring, she jumps up onto the ring apron, grabs the top rope and leaps over it. She lands in the ring and rolls into a crouched position, holding that pose for a few seconds before throwing back her hood and standing, spreading her arms out wide. She retreats to the corner and removes her jacket.
Nelson: It is good to see Sophia Wilson returning to the ring as we were unsure if she was seriously injured when she faced John Champa at the first The Underground house show.
Crumb: You got to think Sophia is looking for any measure of revenge against Champa after the last show!
"Bad Company" by FFDP plays as the doors pull open. Zachary Ryan and Colton Storm step out and head towards the ring ignoring the outstretched hands that reach for them. Colton climbs into the ring first as heads to the far side of the ring climbing to the top. Zachary follows him into the ring and climbs the nearby turnbuckle. The two men look to one another before looking back over the crowd and lift their arms high above their heads.
Nelson: The tag team of the Southern Xchange is by their own admission basically mercenaries; two men that travel the world working for the highest bidder until the assignment is done.
Crumb: I wonder how well Alex Cross knows these guys? They aren’t the type that look completely trustworthy.
The lights go out, bathing Trouble Trax in darkness. As the siren goes off, red lights start flashing and Hellyeah’s “Startariot” starts up. Joshua Samson steps through the sliding doors and leads his charges, John Champa and The Heathens, towards the ring. They walk down the aisle, almost seemingly enjoying the scorn heaped on them by the onlooking crowd. Samson walks up the steps, slips through the ropes and then strides to the middle of the ring. Champa and The Heathens make their way to opposite corners. All four raise their arms triumphantly as the crowd continues to boo them harshly.
Torres: Their opponents accompanied to the ring by their executive representative, Joshua Samson, ESQ, the team of “The Big Shot” John Champa, Eric and Dexter Calloway….this is the SAMSONNNNNN FAMILLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The bell sounds as Samson makes is way out of the ring and makes it over to the commentator’s table.
Nelson: Nice of you to rejoin us, Samson.
Crumb: You remembered that you’re also a color commentator, huh?
Samson: Shaddup!
Sophia Wilson walks out to the middle of the ring motioning at Champa to come out and meet him. Champa smirks cruelly nodding to The Heathens standing next to him. Behind Sophia, Colton glances at Zachary. Southern Xchange nod and then charge across the ring, launching themselves into flying clotheslines at Eric and Dexter. Colton and Eric go over the top rope to the floor together while Dexter and Zachary land against the ropes.
Dexter sends Zachary into the corner and starts to throw punches, wailing away, while Eric and Colton get to their feet and start exchanging shots on the floor. The crowd explodes at the action. Zachary starts to fire back, Dexter retaliating and the two trading shots the same as Colton and Eric.
Crumb: The fight is going on like crazy!
Samson: And it’s only gonna get crazier!
Nelson: What more could they possibly do?
Samson: Just wait and see, Patticake!
Colton and Eric hammer away on each other, Eric grabbing Colton and trying to bounce his face off the railing. Colton blocks that and bounces Eric’s off the steel instead. Eric kicks back, catching Colton low and spins, his blood flowing from a fresh wound on his forehead. He grabs Colton and bounces his face off the railing, busting him open as well. Colton starts to go down but then backdrops Eric into the first row. Eric pops right back up and jumps after Colton, flying over the guardrail and tackling him to the floor.
Crumb: Those two are going to kill each other the way they’re going!
Samson: They’re gonna try anyway!
Nelson: And Zachary Ryan and Dexter Calloway seem to be trying to do the same!
Samson: Just wait until Champa starts to beat the hell out of Sophia!
Inside the ring, Dexter grabs Zachary and bounces him face first off the top turnbuckle. Zachary staggers back, catching Dexter with an elbow to the face. Dexter grabs at Zachary and the two men fall towards the referee, bouncing off of him and then tumbling through the ropes to the floor. As they reach the floor, Dexter gets up and then drags Zachary up as well. They start trading shots again and the crowd goes wild.
Nelson: Goodness gracious, Southern Xchange and The Heathens are bleeding from the fight now!
Samson: This is gonna be good now that the referee is down too...
Crumb: Oh no!
Samson: Oh yes! I’ll be right back…
With everybody else on the floor, Sophia squares off with Champa. The two begin to fire away on each other, neither noticing Joshua Samson sneaking into the ring.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JOSHUA SAMSON HAS LEFT THE BROADCAST TABLE AND GOTTEN INTO THE RING?!?!
Samson checks on the referee and then runs towards the fight. Champa manages to spin Sophia and Samson catches her with a clumsy looking jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick.
Crumb: That was the Crossfire! Joshua just performed the Crossfire!
Nelson: Joshua Samson just sent a clear message to Alex Cross!
Samson rolls out of the ring and gently revives the referee. Champa drags Sophia up and snaps off the Star-struck (RKO). Champa scoops her back up, Irish whips her into the ropes, and turns it into the Rise and Fall (pop up powerbomb), holding for the cover. The referee crawls over and counts.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Nelson: NO!!
Crumb: Joshua and his cronies stole one!
Torres: Here are your winners….THE SAMSON FAMILY!!
The fight continues between Southern Xchange and The Heathens on the floor. In the ring Champa and Samson commence to putting the boots to Sophia. The bell rings over and over but no one is paying it the slightest attention.
Crumb: THERE IS NOTHING BUT MAYHEM AND BEDLAM THROUGHOUT TROUBLE TRAX!
Nelson: We need to get some order out here as soon as possible! But I hate to say it but The Underground is out of time!
Suddenly ”Invincible” by Adelitas Way blares and Alex Cross, kendo stick in hand, charges out the double doors to the ring.
Crumb: Wait, wait, not yet!
Nelson: We will see everyone next time!
Man: "So, fans, I take it everyone is enjoying this holiday weekend?"
Some cheers are heard from the crowd.
Man: "Heh,I figured you were all enjoying yourselves. Well tonight isn't all about Halloween, tonight is about the second Underground house show of UGZ. I do have to say, the gentlemen that have brought this place up are doing a swell job in making sure this boat floats. So........I decided to jump on board and become this ship's newest privateer."
The man reaches behind his head with one hand, and the other hand grabbing the chin of the mask. He slowly removes the mask off of his face to increase the suspense, but as he reaches the top of his head, he quickly yanks it off, revealing himself to be "The Mercenary of Destruction" Hunter Storms.
Storms: "You folks scared now? Surprised even? It matters not. I've come here to help this company rise up from its ashes, and return to its glory like a phoenix, filled with burning passion."
He reaches out to his side, and draws back into his hands, a championship belt.
Storms: "For those of you who haven't known, the last company I was with, I walked out a champion. Kept the belt, and now this is going to be turned into something spectacular for this company."
He smirks as he looks up into the camera.
Storms: "The UGZ Crank Championship."
The crowd can be heard cheering and roaring with applause.
Storms: "It's been a major topic on social media, and I'm here to say those rumors are being confirmed as true. You see it here in my hands, and soon you'll see me down in that ring with this beauty, taking on someone who calls themselves Jazmin Davis."
He slings the title over his shoulder, as he continues to coldly stare into the camera.
Storms: "Let me tell all of you something about me. The past month or so, I've been destroying people getting in my way. I even got a list of it, and the next name that's appearing on that list, is Jazmin Davis....."
The lights suddenly start to flicker, then blackout entirely. When the lights do come back on, Storms is nowhere to be seen, except for a Deathstroke mask lying empty on the ground.
~~
29 October 2016
Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO THE UNDERGROUND!! TRICK OR TREAT!!
The web streaming pans about the capacity crowd of about one hundred or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “I STILL Miss GZW2K1”, “I Have A Belt! Can I Be The Champ?”, and “How Do I Sign Up?!” The camera finally lands on the commentating table near ringside where The Stooges – Patrick Nelson, Todd Crumb, and Joshua Samson – are seated.
Nelson: We are streaming live from the Underground Zero Trouble Trax located in Atlanta, Georgia!
Suddenly “Blue God” hits the PA system, sending the crowd into a frenzy.
Crumb: And what better way to kick off tonight’s show than in the presence of an Icon?
Samson: Bah!
The doors separate and in a cloud of dry ice and smoke, there is Jon Kellar. He is decked out in jeans, and a “Club Dynamite” t-shirt, but is not wearing his signature hooded jacket. The crowd roar as he makes his way to the ring, Sean O’Riley in tow wearing a matching hoodie and carrying Kellar’s GPC World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder.
Nelson: So, Samson, who have you picked to answer Icon Lord Kellar’s challenge to you over Twitter?
Samson: What?
Crumb: Yeah come on, Joshua, who have you picked. Is it Champa? Is Champa going to get his head kicked in?
Samson: One…Champa would paste Lord Fathead all over this arena. Two…it isn’t Champa. He’s too busy giving Man Munin a good hiding…
Crumb: Then who?
By this time Kellar has reached the ring and is climbing the stairs. Sean, meanwhile, jumps up onto the apron. He drops the middle rope for Kellar, who steps into the ring, followed by his manager/trainer.
Samson: Just wait, Crumbbum… I promise you won’t be disappointed…
Kellar calls for a mic and addresses the crowd as the music dies down.
Kellar: Thank you all for coming out tonight. It really is great to see that this little vanity project of ours is growing up fast. This looks like a full house!
The crowd cheer.
Kellar: We’ve got some great matches for you here at the Underground. Some familiar faces making their first appearance here, and a few students making their debuts as well. Get behind them all, and lets have a great night of it.
Crumb: Well said.
Samson: Ah, shut up!
The crowd cheer and applaud.
Kellar: But now… I’m here with an announcement. As you all know, we had an absolutely stellar show in support of Children’s Healthcare here in Atlanta. Fantastic wrestling, great guests, I think we can all agree it was a fantastic event.
The crowd sound their agreement.
Nelson: No argument here.
Samson: Well of course, it had the Force of Nature and a REAL Icon in the main event!
Kellar: And since that event it seems all people have been asking is, when are we going to do it again? ARE we going to do it again? show Underground Zero’s next Supercard…
Kellar smiles.
Kellar: Well, lets bring an end to that here and now… on behalf of the Icons’ Circle I am pleased to announce that the next event will be right here in the Trouble Trax; 19th November 2016.
The crowd explodes!
Kellar: Tickets will go on sale at 9am Monday morning, for those of you streaming this over the Internet, the number should be appearing on screen now. These include a limited number of VIP package tickets which will get you the best seats in the house.
Kellar turns and points up towards the Booker’s lounge and the “balcony” just in front of it.
Kellar: Food, drink, and fantastic company. Meet the Icons, and get a look inside the booker’s lounge, then take your seat on the balcony and watch the show. Check the website for prices and further information.
Samson: This idiot realizes that this is a LIVE streaming show on the Internet right?
Nelson: Quiet, Samson.
Kellar smiles.
Kellar: But Jon, I hear you say, who will be there? Well, there will be a number of stars from around the world and we’ll be announcing those over the next few weeks, but there is one match that we’re going to announce right here, right now!
Kellar looks towards the announce table.
Kellar: Aren’t we, Joshua?
The crowd applaud as Samson folds his arms and looks smug.
Samson: Oh you have no idea Lord Fathead…
Kellar: Because on November 19th, I won’t be the Master of Ceremonies… I will be in this ring, going one on one with an opponent of Joshua Samson’s choosing. Now Joshua has an exceptionally large black book and I’ve no doubt he’s got just the man - or woman - in mind.
Kellar smiles.
Kellar: So Joshua… who’s it going to be? John Champa? Amanda Reynolds? One of your “Heathens”? Maybe you’ve dragged Jericho Cross out of yet another retirement? Maybe you’ve brought somebody over from that decrepit funfair you got so fond of? Please Joshua, I’m dying to know.
Samson stands, and reaches down under the table as he does, producing a microphone.
Samson: That’s always been your problem, Lord Fathead… you think you’re so clever, and yet time and time again you prove just how wrong you are. Always predictable, always disappointing, always….Kellar.
Kellar rolls his eyes.
Samson: Fortunately, the good people of this federation can count on me to deliver the unexpected, and deliver something worthy. You wanted an opponent Lord Fathead, well I have just the man.
Samson raises his hand and points towards the newly-installed big screen above the entrance doors. It sparks into life and shows an unrecognizable silhouette backstage where someone is warming up.
Crumb: Wait? What? Who?
The screen cuts to black, leaving a visibly bewildered Kellar in the ring staring up at it. Kellar’s shocked face stays put as he slowly turns back towards his long-time verbal rival.
Samson: You think you run this, Lord Fathead? You think you can just waltz back through those doors all willie-nillie as if the wrestling world revolves around you? Fuck that and fuck you, buddy!
Crowd: OHHHHH!!!!!
Samson: Icon Davis runs this ship. He’s THE MAN….he’s the one that busts his ass day in and day out! He is the TRUE Icon of this sport! If are a sorry ass excuse for an example to any student of this school and it’s going to be my pleasure to play a part in seeing your ass gotten rid of! And the person that I have picked will indeed be getting rid of you. Oh as far as who it is….you’ll know when the time is right!
Kellar drops the mic and stares daggers at Samson. Samson shoots the Ring of Honor Icon double birds.
---Debut Match: Hunter Storms vs. Jazmin Davis---
Ring Announcer Herbert Torres: The following singles contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
As the beat of "Leave It All Behind" by Cult to Follow plays,the lights dim down,as a figure walks out onto the center of the stage.
Suffocate, everything
They complicate, everything
They seal your fate, everyday
But you can't believe it!
Take yourself, far away
From nothingness, a million miles
From emptiness...
.They complicate, everything
They seal your fate, everyday
But you can't believe it!
Take yourself, far away
From nothingness, a million miles
From emptiness...
As the song intensifies and repeats the chorus again, the figure swiftly lifts their head up as the lights suddenly brighten up.
Torres: Coming to the ring making his Underground Zero debut….he is HUNTEEERRRR STORMSSSSSSSSSS!
Storms takes a long look at the crowd, scanning it from side to side before shrugging and proceeding to walk down the ramp.
Remember the days of innocence
Before it came in waves
Remember the trust, it was blown away
Into oblivion....
Before it came in waves
Remember the trust, it was blown away
Into oblivion....
Reaching the bottom of the ramp, he takes another look at the crowd with that piercing stare as they loudly boo him.
Remember love
Remember hate
Remember everything
They said just to break you again!
Remember hate
Remember everything
They said just to break you again!
He walks over to the steel steps and cracks his knuckles a few times at the base step before climbing up into the ring.
Remember all
All of your enemies
Forever and ever they
Suffocate, everything
They complicate, everything
They seal your fate every day
But you can't believe it!
All of your enemies
Forever and ever they
Suffocate, everything
They complicate, everything
They seal your fate every day
But you can't believe it!
Upon entering the ring, he walks to the center of it and gives a slow cut throat gesture before backing up into his corner, waiting for the match to start.
Samson: Patticake and Crumbbum, you are paying witness to the present and future of this company. Hunter Storms has arrived and has brought with him the UGZ Crank Championship!
Crumb: UGZ Crank Championship? When did we get a championship? Wait a minute, isn’t that the now defunct PAW Crank Championship?
Nelson: Underground Zero does not have any championships at the moment, Crumb. Hunter Storms was the last Pure Amusement Wrestling Crank Champion before its untimely closure.
Samson: First of all, Hunter IS the first and only UGZ champion. Secondly, isn’t it sweet justice that Lady Itty Bitty’s amusement park sham of a wrestling company has closed down?
Crumb: You know Lady Munin is rumored to be backstage tonight.
Samson: And….it’s not like I won’t say it to her pretty little Japanese face.
"Real World" by All American Rejects begins to play and Jazmin Davis appears at the double doors. She tosses her arms up in the air, catching a positive reaction in return. Jaz smiles, the warm welcome seeming to grow on her. She begins to make her way down to the ring, stretching an arm out to slap hands with the fans as she passes. Trotting up the steps, she winks cockily to the crowd before climbing in to prepare for the match.
Crumb: Jazmin is prepared to face her toughest opponent to date.
Nelson: This will indeed be the young woman’s most experienced challenger since returning to the United States.
Tale of the Tape
| Hunter Storms | Name | Jazmin Davis |
| 6'3 | Height | 5'4 |
| 231 lbs | Weight | 115 lbs |
| Washington, D.C. | Hometown | Marietta, GA |
| Hunter's Mark | Finisher | Valium Skies |
Jazmin Davis eyes Hunter Storms uneasily, who is staring at her, grinning widely. The bell sounds signaling the start of the match.
Crumb: HERE WE GO!!!!!
Immediately Hunter dives at Jazmin, causing her to jump back. Hunter chuckles, pleased with his fake out. Jazmin and Hunter circle each other before Hunter dives at Jazmin again. Jazmin goes to step back, stumbles, and falls back on the mat. Hunter scrambles over and lifts her up, backing her into the corner. The referee steps in between them, telling Hunter to loosen his grip. Hunter concedes, releasing his hold. Jazmin uses this to her advantage and nails Hunter with a side elbow!
Samson: WHAT IN THE HELL?! Is this a one-on-one match or is Hunter facing Jazmin and the ref?!
The referee scrambles out of the way and Jazmin hits Hunter with another side elbow, causing him to stumble. Jazmin runs and bounces off the ropes. She leaps into the air, taking Hunter down with a cross body block! However, Hunter holds onto her and gets to his feet, still clutching her across his chest. Hunter goes to scoop her onto his shoulders, but Jazmin slides behind him and rolls him into a schoolboy!
One…Hunter quickly kicks out!
Both Hunter and Jazmin get to their feet. Jazmin winds up for a punch, but Hunter ducks and wraps around Jazmin, putting her into a full Nelson hold! Jazmin struggles for a bit, then slips out of Hunter’s grip, dropping down to the mat between his legs and flipping him over into a pinning maneuver!
One…
Two…kick out!
Nelson: Davis utilizing her speed and quickness on the much larger Storms to not only get him in one pinning predicament but two!
Crumb: I don’t think Hunter was in no way prepared for any of this either.
Samson: This all a part of Hunter’s plan, you idiots. There is a reason why he’s the UGZ Crank Champion!
Crumb: That’s not even a thing.
Samson: Shaddup!
This maneuver visibly catches Hunter off guard. Both wrestlers get back to their feet. Before Jazmin can do anything however, Hunter quickly beheads her with a clothesline!
Samson: All a part of his plan.
Smirking, Hunter quickly brings Jaz back to her feet and drags her into the turnbuckle corner. He grabs her head and bashes Jaz with a knee to the face! He holds onto her head and hits her with a second knee to the face! Hunter doesn't let up and hits Jazmin with a third knee! Jazmin puts her arms in front of her face to cover up as Hunter grips her head, smirking.
Suddenly, Jazmin kicks Hunter in the stomach, trying to fight back! Hunter responds with a sharp knee to the stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of her. Hunter hits Jazmin with a second knee before lifting her and throwing her violently out of the corner to the center of the ring! Jazmin staggers to her feet, holding her back and runs right into a spinning backfist! Jazmin goes down and Hunter hooks the leg for the pin!
One…
Two…
THRE…KICK OUT!
Crumb: Jazmin’s still in this one!
Samson: If she keeps taking shots like that she won't be!
Hunter slams a grounded Jazmin Davis with a back elbow in the face! He then applies an arm trap crossface!
Nelson: Storms has that submission locked in. I am not sure that Davis will have any other choice but to tap out here!
Jazmin grits her teeth in pain while Hunter looks pleased with himself. Hunter yanks back on Jazmin’s head to inflict more pain. Jazmin squirms and manages to hit Hunter in the face with a back elbow! Jazmin hits another one and another, causing Hunter to loosen the hold and enabling Jazmin to flip out of the hold! The crowd show their approval for Jazmin’s success.
Samson: I really hate wrestling fans!
Nelson: No you do not, Samson. If it were not for the great wrestling fans of the world, we would be unemployed.
Samson: Maybe you and Crumbbum would be out of work but I have too many irons in the fire!
Hunter grips the side of his face as both competitors get to their feet. Jazmin takes down Hunter with a dropkick! They scramble back up and Jazmin takes down Hunter with another dropkick! Both wrestlers are slower to get back to their feet. Jazmin attempts to go for a third dropkick, but Hunter swats away the attempt! Jazmin crashes to the mat and Hunter steps forward and kicks Jazmin in the face, knocking her back down to the mat! Hunter grabs Jazmin’s leg and applies an over-the-shoulder single leg Boston crab!
Nelson: Painful submission applied by Storms!
Crumb: Any momentum Jazmin had may be gone!
Samson: And that is why Hunter is the greatest UGZ Crank champion ever!
Crumb: That is not even a thing, Joshua!
Samson: SHADDUP!
Jazmin cries out in pain as Hunter crouches, sitting on the hold, causing her to cry out more. Jazmin begins to will herself out, twisting her body to try and escape. Jazmin kicks Hunter in the side of the head and follows it up with a second kick, pushing him off of her. However, Hunter maintains his grip on one leg. Jazmin pushes herself up on one leg and manages to blast Hunter in the head with an enziguiri! Jazmin falls back down to the mat with Hunter, gripping her leg.
Crowd: JAZMIN! JAZMIN!
A few moments pass before both Hunter and Jazmin attempt to get to their feet. Jazmin goes to swing at a rising Hunter, but he kicks her in the leg, before grabbing her around the neck, setting up for his Hunter’s Mark (chokeslam transitioned into a thumb thrust to the throat)! He holds her for a second before executing it perfectly, slamming Jazmin down to the mat!
Samson: Put a fork in her….she’s done!
Hunter drops down for the cover!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner...HUNTER STORMS!
Samson: And STILL UGZ Crank Champion!
Crumb: That is not a thing!
Samson: SHADDUP!!
Nelson: Valiant effort from Jazmin Davis, but Hunter Storms takes the victory here tonight in his debut match!
---Commercial---
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---In-Ring Return Match: Vernon Vanderbilt vs. Ryan Gaines---
Torres: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
“light em up” by fall out boy begins to play. Ryan simply walks to the ring occasionally touching hands with some of the ringside audience. In the ring he stands on the second turnbuckle and signals to the crowd.
Nelson: Ryan Gaines is coming off a major loss at the hands of The Mongrel at our first The Underground house show.
Samson: It’s not like this Ryan kid had a chance of winning against Mongrel.
Crumb: And now he’s about to face a returning to wrestling living legend.
“Applause (Sindre Myskja Metal Remix)” by Lady Gaga erupts from the PA as a deep blue spotlight in the shape of an inverted pentagram illuminates the entrance area. Vernon Vanderbilt emerges from the back, resplendent in blue and black, including a luxurious, feathered cape. He basks in the spotlight's glow for a moment, arms outstretched, flashing the Vs for victory, then regally strolls down the aisle toward the ring.
Samson: Welcome back to wrestling, Mister Mercy!
Crumb: Man, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen Vernon in a ring!
Vernon ascends the steps and climbs to the top turnbuckle, leering and taunting the audience for a few moments as he removes his cape, before moonsaulting into the ring, landing on his feet.
Nelson: Vanderbilt is arguably one of the most underrated GroundZero Wrestling 2K1 World Heavyweight Champions.
Tale of the Tape
| Vernon Vanderbilt | Name | Ryan Gaines |
| 6'2 | Height | 5'11 |
| 230 lbs | Weight | 212 lbs |
| San Francisco, CA | Hometown | Tallahassee, FL |
| The End of the End | Finisher | Spin Cycle |
The bell sounds.
Crumb: HERE WE GO!!!
Vernon lunges forward, only for Ryan to perform a roundhouse kick, which Vernon dodges and causes him to step back. Ryan circles around Vernon, who looks to lunge a second time, but Ryan performs a second roundhouse kick, this time only narrowly missing Vernon’s head!
Nelson: Gaines exhibiting his martial arts skill!
Samson: And? You think that’s going to do anything against Mister Mercy?!
Vernon suddenly rushes Ryan, hitting him with a series of furious lefts and rights! Vernon backs Ryan up into the corner and then whips him to the opposite side of the ring. He charges at Ryan, who flips over the ropes. He grabs Vernon arm from on the apron and locks him in armbar! Vernon’s eyes widen in pain as the referee warns Ryan to let go and then begins to count.
One…
Two…
Three…Ryan releases Vernon’s arm, breaking the hold.
Vernon steps back, clutching his arm as Ryan steadies himself on the apron. Ryan propels himself onto the top rope and then leaps off, hitting Vernon with a back elbow! Ryan attempts to go for the cover.
Nelson: Ryan Gaines has started this match off strong and is fully in control!
Crumb: Vernon isn't looking so hot!
Samson: Finally peeking out that closet, huh, Crumbbum?
Vernon shoves him off, and moves away from him, getting back to his feet. Ryan blasts Vernon with a kick to the back of the leg, then a kick to the midsection and finally with a kick to the side of the head! The blow causes Vernon to stumble backward into the corner. Ryan runs to the opposite turnbuckle before running at Vernon, nailing him with a spinning wheel kick! Vernon crumbles to the mat as Ryan goes for the cover!
One…
Two…
T…Vernon kicks out!
Crumb: WHAT CAN VERNON VANDERBILT BE THINKING AS HE IS ALMOST PINNED BY RYAN GAINES?!?!
Samson: Probably, “it’s time to stop fooling around with this young punk!”
Ryan goes to grab Vernon, who swats his hand away! Vernon makes his way over to the turnbuckle and Ryan follows him, only to be nailed with a huge forearm. Ryan goes down hard. Vernon gets his bearings, before dropping down to the mat and raining down on Ryan with right hands! He starts to choke Ryan angrily.
Nelson: This is completely uncalled for! Vanderbilt does not have to resort to this behavior!
Samson: Sure he does. Ryan wants to be a professional wrestler well this is what happens to professional wrestlers!
The referee yells at him to stop, which he surprisingly does. Vernon gets to his feet, runs to the ropes and then leaps up into the air, crashing down with an elbow drop across Ryan’s chest! Vernon gets up and repeats the action, sending a second huge elbow across Ryan’s chest! Ryan tries to turn over onto his stomach, clutching his chest, but Vernon flips him back over onto his back and goes for the pin!
One…
Two…Ryan kicks out!
Nelson: Now that Vanderbilt has found his footing, he does not seem to be letting up!
Crumb: If he wants to win, he better not!
Samson: This is Mister Mercy you’re talking about. A win for Vernon is a far gone conclusion.
Vernon glares at Ryan before lifting him up. Vernon drills him with a knee to the midsection, causing Ryan to drop to one knee! Vernon brings him up and then executes an inverted atomic drop!
Nelson, Crumb, and Samson: OHHHHH!!!!!
Vernon runs to the ropes before coming off with a vicious clothesline! Vernon admires his work as he watches Ryan get back to his feet. Vernon pushes Ryan against the ropes and then Irish whips him to the other side of the ring. Vernon bends over, looking for a back body drop, but Ryan counters, kicking a bent over Vernon in the face!
Ryan runs against the ropes and goes for a clothesline on the rebound, but Vernon ducks and spins behind Ryan. He wraps his arms around his waist and then plants him to the mat with a German suplex! Vernon waits for Ryan to get back up and then runs and bounces off the ropes, sending Ryan back down with a flying shoulder tackle! Vernon goes for the cover!
One…
Two…
THR…Ryan gets the shoulder up!
Nelson: Gaines continues to impress against the veteran Vanderbilt!
Crumb: I can't argue with that!
Samson: You both are idiots.
Vernon grabs Ryan and locks him in an abdominal stretch! Ryan struggles to break the hold. Vernon realizes this and pounds at Ryan’s mid-section furiously, trying to get his opponent to tap. Once Vernon sees it isn't working, he spins Ryan up onto his shoulders, attempting a pumphandle slam, but Ryan slides behind him!
Ryan pounds the back of Vernon and spins him around, attempting to go for a belly to belly suplex, but Ryan’s back fails him and he can't execute the move. Vernon takes advantage and spins around Ryan again, nailing him with the second German suplex of the match! Ryan nearly flies to the corner due to the impact.
Crumb: I honestly didn’t think that this match would be lasting so long. I mean, no disrespect to either Ryan or Vernon but Ryan is a rookie while Vernon is a vet that hasn’t been in the ring in a long, long time.
Samson: It’s because Mister Mercy is only using this match to let everyone know that he is truly back.
As Ryan uses the ropes to get to his feet, Vernon moves to the opposite side of the ring, eyeing his young opponent. Vernon runs at Ryan, but Ryan pops up and drills Vernon with a shining axe kick!
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!
Ryan holds his back as he gets up, looking at the turnbuckle.
Crumb: I think this could be it! Ryan is looking for Spin Cycle (630 splash)!
Ryan ascends the turnbuckle, his back to the ring, but Vernon comes up from behind and clubs Ryan in the back. Vernon sneaks under Ryan and puts him on his shoulders and then slams him down to the mat with a powerbomb!
Samson: Put a fork in him,,,this one’s done!
Vernon goes for the pin.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner….VERNON VANDERBILT!
Nelson: Vernon Vanderbilt caught Ryan Gaines off guard and picked up the win here tonight in his in-ring return match!
---Commercial---
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---Backstage---
Backstage Sophia Wilson is warming up, cue a knock at the door.
Sophia: Come in!
Enter Jon Kellar, who greets her with a big hug.
Kellar: Hey Silver…
Sophia: It’s good to see you sensei… I saw the feed from Japan, I’m amazed your face isn’t still blue.
Kellar: And I’m amazed you’re still here.
Sophia: Well, I needed to tighten up a few skills and to be honest, it’s nice to have a base here. Plus, these house show broadcasts… I got to hand it to Davis, he made a good call on this one.
Kellar: I can’t argue with that… I may have to swing by more often.
Sophia: Sounds like you will be, Supercard II?
Kellar: Anyway, you all set?
Sophia smiles and takes off her jacket, revealing that she has replaced her usual wrestling gear with an orange coloured version, complete with pumpkin eyes and teeth. She also pops in her gumshield, a black number with white vampire teeth painted on it. As she bites into it, a red liquid flows down her face.
Sophia: Well?
Kellar: Very festive.
Sophia smiles, then takes out her shield, wiping her face with a nearby towel.
Sophia: Well, it was going to be facepaint, but that’s more your thing…
Kellar walks over and takes a seat on a nearby bench
Sophia: You here to wish me luck?
Kellar shrugged.
Kellar: I think you may need it. I don’t like the look of your partners… nor your opponents…
Sophia: Alex trusts them, and you trust Alex
Kellar: Alex earned that trust, the hard way. His word goes some way, but when I look at these guys? I dunno… something’s off about them.
Sophia picks up her jacket and throws it back on.
Sophia: So long as they have my back tonight…
Kellar: Yeah I guess.
Sophia: So…
Kellar nods
Kellar: Good luck… and go give Champa a damn good kicking. God knows the boy needs it…
Sophia smiles as she "reloads" her gumshield.
Sophia: Anything for you Sensei
Kellar smiles back as Sophia gets back to warming up.
~~
---Debut Match: Knightmask vs. The Mongrel---
Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Kick Axe's 'Nothin's Gonna Stand in Our Way' plays, he crouches low at the entrance, crosses himself, looks to the sky and then bursts into a headlong sprint for the ring.
Nelson: We have seen this young man wrestle years ago in GroundZero Wrestling 2K1 and we have seen him wrestle well!
Samson: Yeah but I'm not entirely sure that Mongrel is the man that you want to be wrestling against…
"No Rest For the Wicked" by Godsmack starts and a small boo goes through the crowd as The Mongrel enters the Trouble Trax. He looks straight ahead, and stalks to the ring, like a lion slowly but fluidly descending to its hunting grounds. He ignores the fans.
Crumb: You might be right, Joshua, that this man is not the person that you really want to get into a fight with.
Samson: I mean, I guess I understand it! If you've got a death wish and all...
Tale of the Tape
| Knightmask | Name | The Mongrel |
| 5'7 | Height | 6'11 |
| 185 lbs | Weight | 377 lbs |
| Sparta, MI | Hometown | Chandler, AZ |
| Knight Lock | Finisher | Doomsday Disaster |
The referee looks at both men to make sure that they're ready for the upcoming match before calling for the bell.
Crumb: HERE WE GO!!!
Knightmask decides that he's going to waste almost no time in getting things started, running across the ring and hitting Mongrel in the mouth with a forearm smash. Knightmask follows it up with a second and then a third. Noticing that Mongrel is barely flinching from the blows, Knightmask shakes his head and decides to pick up speed. He bounces off of the ropes and charges at Mongrel, who steps forward and kicks Knightmask in the masked mouth with a big boot! Knightmask groggily tries to drag himself back up to his feet, hoping to create a bit of space between himself and Mongrel in the process. Unfortunately for him, Mongrel closes the gap and begins to pound away on Knightmask's back.
Nelson: I am surprised that Knightmask decided that he was going to take the fight to The Mongrel the way that he did.
Samson: Well, you saw how well it worked out for him!
Mongrel grabs Knightmask and holds him against the ropes. He nails him in the face with an elbow shot to knock him groggy before shooting him across the ring. Mongrel steps toward the middle of the ring to meet him, hoisting Knightmask into the air as soon as he comes back on the rebound. Mongrel holds him there for a moment before slamming him down to the mat with a gorilla press slam!
Crumb: The whole ring shook after that press slam!
Knightmask pulls himself over to the nearest turnbuckle and uses it to slowly pull himself back up to his feet. Mongrel watches him with pure malice in his eyes. Once Knightmask is standing, Mongrel shakes his head and charges at him. He tries to hit Knightmask with a running clothesline in the corner. Knightmask ducks out of the way at the last possible second! The impact sends Mongrel crashing into the turnbuckle! Knightmask knocks the big man groggy by hitting him in the back of the head with a clothesline before lifting Mongrel into the air for a back suplex! The fans can't help but show respect for the show of strength. Knightmask covers.
One…
Two…
TH…Mongrel powers out!
Nelson: Knightmask almost had the pinfall win!
Samson: Almost only counts in…
Crumb:…horseshoes and hand grenades!
Samson: Nope…catching STDs and illegitimate pregnancies!
Nelson: What?!
Mongrel tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Knightmask closes the gap between the two men and begins to use his knees to try and wear him down. Blow after blow connects with Mongrel as he slows a bit while trying to reach his feet. Knightmask grabs Mongrel and tries to lift him back up to his feet. Again, he hits the big man with a few leg strikes before trying to get him into position for a suplex. Knightmask tries to power Mongrel into the air. Mongrel blocks the attempt. Knightmask decides that he's going to try again, only to once again have Mongrel block the attempt. Mongrel shoves Knightmask away before hitting him with a throat thrust that sends Knightmask staggering!
Nelson: You must appreciate the strategy that Knightmask was using, though it did not work for him quite as well as he wanted it to.
Samson: Look, if he can find a way to continue that approach, he might have a chance! That's more than I was expecting a bit earlier in this one!
Knightmask recovers and shakes his head. He almost immediately charges at Mongrel to try and keep the momentum on his side, only to have Mongrel step forward and send him crashing to the mat with a spinning side slam! Mongrel hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!!
Crumb: WHAT CAN THE MONGREL BE THINKING AS KNIGHTMASK KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND?!?!
Knightmask slowly drags himself back up to his feet and crawls over toward the ropes. He uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. Mongrel shakes his head, grabs hold of Knightmask, and tries to drag him toward the middle of the ring. He gets him there when suddenly, Knightmask reaches up and gets a thumb into Mongrel's eye!
Samson: WHAT THE HELL?!
Nelson: A blatant thumb to the eye there by Knightmask. Though I do not condone such things it was a very savvy move to escape The Mongrel.
Crumb: Agreed.
Knightmask blasts Mongrel in the mouth with an elbow shot. He follows it up with a second and then a third. Knightmask then tries to send Mongrel crashing to the mat with a dropkick. Mongrel instead catches him and lifts Knightmask into the air! Seconds later, he slams him down to the mat with The Doomsday Disaster (Argentina backbreaker)!
Samson: And so much for this masked idiot…
Mongrel hooks the leg and covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match...THE MONGREL!!!
Nelson: Knightmask had a strategy, but The Mongrel is just too dangerous.
Mongrel gets to his feet and beckons for a microphone. Torres quickly gives him.
Mongrel: Once again I have soundly thrashed yet another competitor placed before me. Another bright eyed hopefully looking to make his mark within the world of professional wrestling yet another one to fall victim to that of The Mongrel.
The near seven-footer glares down at Knightmask as he is assisted out of the ring.
Mongrel: Underground Zero, when will there truly be that hero that will attempt to endure my ferocity? I have challenged and berated Mister Konrad Raab, ad nauseam. Perhaps I was incorrect concerning the mettle of Mister Raab? He is far more interested in his prospering career in Supreme Championship Wrestling, in which no way do I begrudge him, and apparently his growing celebrity upon Twitter. If he cannot muster the energy or creativity to carry a verbal feud, then indeed Mister Raab may not be the one I am in search of.
Samson: I have no idea whatsoever why Mongrel would try to waste his time with Konnie?!
Nelson: Well for one, Samson, Raab is a heavily touted athlete worldwide. It would only make sense that The Mongrel would want to test his skills against someone like that.
Mongrel: But on the oft chance you are still committed to our impending encounter, Mister Raab, how does the upcoming Supercard Two tickle your fancy?
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THE MONGREL CHALLENGES KONRAD RAAB TO A MATCH AT THE SUPERCARD TWO EVENT ON NOVEMBER NINETEENTH?!?!
Samson: Probably, “I guess we’ll be celebrating Thanksgiving a week earlier because that turkey Konnie is going to be cooked!”
Mongrel: The contract has been signed on my end, Mister Raab. Now we only await your commitment.
---Commercial---
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---Backstage---
Icon Lord Jon Kellar is walking down a backstage hallway, politely greeting various employees and students en route to his destination. Suddenly, and without warning, he is clocked with something from behind and falls forward to the unforgiving floor. Standing above him is none other than Vernon Vanderbilt, wielding a shillelagh encrusted with blue and black glitter, because of course that's a weapon Vernon would use.
Vernon: Icon Lord? Please. Ego much?
As Kellar struggles to get out of the prone position he's found himself in, a trickle of blood tracing a path down the back of his head, Vernon puts the kibosh on the potential retaliation, pressing his foot to Kellar's throat and pushing him back to the floor, pinning him beneath a patent leather boot.
Vernon: It's easier for me if you don't struggle, so how about you just lie there and listen and I'll extend a little Mercy your way. For now.
Kellar wriggles a bit but, realizing Vernon has him in a precarious position right now, he stills, glaring daggers in place of the words that are currently choked off.
Vernon: I agreed to lend my fame and notoriety to this insignificant pittance of a company in exchange for being given the opponent of my choosing, and I choose you, Weak-achu. You have been delivered to me, bound and basted on a silver platter. You are the sacrifice for the greater good, Kellar, and if you play your cards right, you may just survive long enough to reap the benefits that my participation will bring this fly-by-night operation of yours.
Kellar tries to speak, but Vernon twists his foot and cuts him off.
Vernon: No one cares, Kellar. It's my turn right now. I'm giving you this warning because I take my Mister Mercy moniker seriously. I'm not here to hurt you, Kellar. I'm not here to hurt anyone, only to help. And here's my help for you, giving you this warning. You can do with it what you will, but if you want my advice, I suggest you concede before this match takes place. You're as tired as you are dull, Kellar, and it is patently obvious that you won't stand a chance against me in a legitimate battle. This is your opportunity to do the right thing, the smart thing, and bow out gracefully. It will save the both of us a significant amount of trouble in the future. And if you should decide to meet me in the sacred squared circle?
Vernon removes his foot; Kellar grabs his throat, coughing. Vernon kneels, placing a knee where his foot used to be. He plants his shillelagh firmly in Kellar's crotch with one hand, while the other makes a fist mere inches from Kellar's face.
Vernon: Well, this fist is going to stop...your...heart. Here's your mercy – you choose what to forfeit, the match, or your career, your health, maybe even your life. You're the one who is responsible for the consequences of your decision. You know me, you know what I can do, and most importantly, you know what I will do. Think it over, Icon Lord.
He draws back as if to punch the prone Kellar, but instead gently strokes his cheek before striking with a vicious backhand, splitting Kellar's lip. Vernon smiles, almost benevolently, and stands.
Vernon: Think about those you love and those who love you. Better to run and live to fight another day than to throw it all away in a futile pursuit. Look at you. You can't beat me.
He starts to walk away, then turns back one last time, grinning.
Vernon: You're going to be picking glitter out of your head for months, you know. Ta ta!
Vernon departs, leaving Kellar pained and bleeding on the ground.
~~
---Commercial---
Underground Zero
Proudly presents
Supercard
19 November 2016
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Underground Zero
Proudly presents
Supercard
19 November 2016
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Samson: That was the single greatest thing I’ve seen in a long ass time!
Nelson: Are you referring to the cowardly assault that Vernon Vanderbilt just perpetrated against Icon Lord Jon Kellar?!
Samson: Cowardly?! That was in no way cowardly, Patticake.
Crumb: Joshua, did you have something to do with that attack?
Samson: Of course I did! Lord Fathead wants to call me out on Twitter then so be it! He wanted a challenger….now he has one! Have MERCY on his soul!
Nelson: You are not right in the head.
Samson: Whatever, Patticake. I’ll be back in a minute. I need to go confer with my clients.
---Main Event: Debut Match: Sophia “Silver” Wilson and Southern Xchange (Colton Storm and Zachary Ryan) vs. “The Big Shot” John Champa and The Heathens (Eric and Dexter Calloway)---
Torres: The following contest is The Underground main event! It is a six-person tag team match and it is scheduled for one fall!!!
"Princess of China" fills the arena, and the crowd sings along with the "OHHHHH" as they await Sophia's arrival.
When the "OHHH" stops and the vocals start, Sophia emerges from behind the curtain. She walks to the ring, arms out wide and her head down and hidden under a silver hooded jacket. She looks focused and determined as the crowd continue to join in on the "OHHHHH"s.
When she reaches the ring, she jumps up onto the ring apron, grabs the top rope and leaps over it. She lands in the ring and rolls into a crouched position, holding that pose for a few seconds before throwing back her hood and standing, spreading her arms out wide. She retreats to the corner and removes her jacket.
Nelson: It is good to see Sophia Wilson returning to the ring as we were unsure if she was seriously injured when she faced John Champa at the first The Underground house show.
Crumb: You got to think Sophia is looking for any measure of revenge against Champa after the last show!
"Bad Company" by FFDP plays as the doors pull open. Zachary Ryan and Colton Storm step out and head towards the ring ignoring the outstretched hands that reach for them. Colton climbs into the ring first as heads to the far side of the ring climbing to the top. Zachary follows him into the ring and climbs the nearby turnbuckle. The two men look to one another before looking back over the crowd and lift their arms high above their heads.
Nelson: The tag team of the Southern Xchange is by their own admission basically mercenaries; two men that travel the world working for the highest bidder until the assignment is done.
Crumb: I wonder how well Alex Cross knows these guys? They aren’t the type that look completely trustworthy.
The lights go out, bathing Trouble Trax in darkness. As the siren goes off, red lights start flashing and Hellyeah’s “Startariot” starts up. Joshua Samson steps through the sliding doors and leads his charges, John Champa and The Heathens, towards the ring. They walk down the aisle, almost seemingly enjoying the scorn heaped on them by the onlooking crowd. Samson walks up the steps, slips through the ropes and then strides to the middle of the ring. Champa and The Heathens make their way to opposite corners. All four raise their arms triumphantly as the crowd continues to boo them harshly.
Torres: Their opponents accompanied to the ring by their executive representative, Joshua Samson, ESQ, the team of “The Big Shot” John Champa, Eric and Dexter Calloway….this is the SAMSONNNNNN FAMILLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tale of the Tape
| Sophia Wilson | Colton Storm | Zachary Ryan | Name | John Champa | Eric Calloway | Dexter Calloway |
| 5'4 | 6'4 | 6'6 | Height | 6'3 | 6'2 | 6'0 |
| 115 lbs | 250 lbs | 275 lbs | Weight | 240 lbs | 231 lbs | 229 lbs |
| Southamton, ENG | Beaumont, TX | Gainesville, GA | Hometown | Pearl River, MS | Birmingham, AL | Birmingham, AL |
| Silverstrike | Total Domination | Total Domination | Finisher | Star-struck | Southern Pride | Southern Pride |
The bell sounds as Samson makes is way out of the ring and makes it over to the commentator’s table.
Nelson: Nice of you to rejoin us, Samson.
Crumb: You remembered that you’re also a color commentator, huh?
Samson: Shaddup!
Sophia Wilson walks out to the middle of the ring motioning at Champa to come out and meet him. Champa smirks cruelly nodding to The Heathens standing next to him. Behind Sophia, Colton glances at Zachary. Southern Xchange nod and then charge across the ring, launching themselves into flying clotheslines at Eric and Dexter. Colton and Eric go over the top rope to the floor together while Dexter and Zachary land against the ropes.
Dexter sends Zachary into the corner and starts to throw punches, wailing away, while Eric and Colton get to their feet and start exchanging shots on the floor. The crowd explodes at the action. Zachary starts to fire back, Dexter retaliating and the two trading shots the same as Colton and Eric.
Crumb: The fight is going on like crazy!
Samson: And it’s only gonna get crazier!
Nelson: What more could they possibly do?
Samson: Just wait and see, Patticake!
Colton and Eric hammer away on each other, Eric grabbing Colton and trying to bounce his face off the railing. Colton blocks that and bounces Eric’s off the steel instead. Eric kicks back, catching Colton low and spins, his blood flowing from a fresh wound on his forehead. He grabs Colton and bounces his face off the railing, busting him open as well. Colton starts to go down but then backdrops Eric into the first row. Eric pops right back up and jumps after Colton, flying over the guardrail and tackling him to the floor.
Crumb: Those two are going to kill each other the way they’re going!
Samson: They’re gonna try anyway!
Nelson: And Zachary Ryan and Dexter Calloway seem to be trying to do the same!
Samson: Just wait until Champa starts to beat the hell out of Sophia!
Inside the ring, Dexter grabs Zachary and bounces him face first off the top turnbuckle. Zachary staggers back, catching Dexter with an elbow to the face. Dexter grabs at Zachary and the two men fall towards the referee, bouncing off of him and then tumbling through the ropes to the floor. As they reach the floor, Dexter gets up and then drags Zachary up as well. They start trading shots again and the crowd goes wild.
Nelson: Goodness gracious, Southern Xchange and The Heathens are bleeding from the fight now!
Samson: This is gonna be good now that the referee is down too...
Crumb: Oh no!
Samson: Oh yes! I’ll be right back…
With everybody else on the floor, Sophia squares off with Champa. The two begin to fire away on each other, neither noticing Joshua Samson sneaking into the ring.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JOSHUA SAMSON HAS LEFT THE BROADCAST TABLE AND GOTTEN INTO THE RING?!?!
Samson checks on the referee and then runs towards the fight. Champa manages to spin Sophia and Samson catches her with a clumsy looking jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick.
Crumb: That was the Crossfire! Joshua just performed the Crossfire!
Nelson: Joshua Samson just sent a clear message to Alex Cross!
Samson rolls out of the ring and gently revives the referee. Champa drags Sophia up and snaps off the Star-struck (RKO). Champa scoops her back up, Irish whips her into the ropes, and turns it into the Rise and Fall (pop up powerbomb), holding for the cover. The referee crawls over and counts.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Nelson: NO!!
Crumb: Joshua and his cronies stole one!
Torres: Here are your winners….THE SAMSON FAMILY!!
The fight continues between Southern Xchange and The Heathens on the floor. In the ring Champa and Samson commence to putting the boots to Sophia. The bell rings over and over but no one is paying it the slightest attention.
Crumb: THERE IS NOTHING BUT MAYHEM AND BEDLAM THROUGHOUT TROUBLE TRAX!
Nelson: We need to get some order out here as soon as possible! But I hate to say it but The Underground is out of time!
Suddenly ”Invincible” by Adelitas Way blares and Alex Cross, kendo stick in hand, charges out the double doors to the ring.
Crumb: Wait, wait, not yet!
Nelson: We will see everyone next time!
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