Post by Shaun Hart on Feb 27, 2023 20:16:55 GMT
OPENING SEGMENT
A ferocious display of pyrotechnics erupts throughout the Accor Arena in Paris, France signaling the beginning of tonight’s edition of Monday Night Mayhem.
Mike Fisher: We are live in PARIS, FRANCE for an action packed MONDAY NIGHT MAYHEM!!
Scott James: That’s right, Mike! 15,000 plus IIW fans have jam packed the beautiful Accor Arena and they’re ready to see some ACTION! They’re ready to see some EXCITEMENT! They’re ready to see some MAYHEM!!!
Mike Fisher: We’ve got four exciting matches on hand for tonight and it’s anyone’s guess as to what else is in store for us here as we march towards KEYS 2 SUCCESS in just a few short weeks!
The hype music stops and the bassline to “N.I.B” by Black Sabbath starts to play. A smiling Max Stone appears on the Tron and the fans continue their cheering. Golden pyrotechnics shoot out of the Tron as Max Stone appears from the back and the crowd goes insane.
Oh yeah!
Mike Fisher: Look at Max Stone! He’s full of energy here tonight.
Scott James: And this crowd is giving it right back to him! Don’t ask me why, though!
Mike Fisher: Max Stone has found himself becoming one of the most popular stars with the fans here in the IIW as of late.
Max slides into the ring and slowly lifts his arms into the air. The crowd mimics him by doing the same. He smiles and looks around the arena and takes it all in. Someone at ringside hands him a microphone.
Max: BONJOUR!! Bienvenue à MONDAY NIGHT MAYHEM!!! I used Google Translate for that so hopefully I said it right but NEVERTHELESS I am JACKED to be here tonight. Now you’ll be seeing me again tonight in action right here in this ring but I’ve got a few things I wanna say before we kick this show off. Fred Debon…
Before Max could finish saying his name, the Motörhead version of “Sympathy for the Devil” fills the arena and the crowd starts to boo.
Scott James: And there’s the UK Champion himself, there’s “THE KINGDOM” FRED DEBONAIR!!
Mike Fisher: Scott, do you think these two are going to wait until Keys 2 Success or are we going to have a title match right here to kick off Mayhem?!
“The Kingdom” Fred Debonair emerges from the back dressed in a pair of blue and white Nike Air Huarache, black jeans and a white hooded top with “MECCA” written across the front in graffiti font. The JIWC Championship and IIW United Kingdom Championship belts proudly on display around his waist and over his shoulder, a smile on his face.
Scott James: I don’t know, Mike but look at Fred. He looks as cool as cucumbers right now.
Mike Fisher: I’m still wondering why he came out to help Max two weeks ago in Berlin.
Scott James: I think we’re all wondering that!
Fred walks up the ring steps and ducks under the top two ropes into the ring. Much like Max did a moment ago, Fred looks around at the crowd and takes in their reaction. Instead of scoffing or mouthing off to them, he keeps his smile until a crew member supplies him with a microphone.
Fred: So what’s on your mind, Max?
Max: For two weeks now I’ve been wondering why you came out to help me during my match with Liam Cain. Maybe there’s something I’m not seeing here but that match wasn’t close to over and I was fending for myself just fine.
Fred: From my perspective, you had just about gotten knocked out cold and were seeing little birdies around your head like Sylvester the Cat, so I figured you could use a helping hand…
Max: I don’t need help winning matches. If I lose, I lose… but I win my matches on my own. And why help ME win a match?
Fred: You wanna know, Max…? Alright look here it is…
Fred raises a hand and rolls his index finger, as if trying to find the right words, he stops as the crowd chant “Connard, Connard, Connard” which is French for asshole. He shrugs and lifts the mic again.
Fred: I’ve been doing some thinking the past two weeks after we had our little chat. You had me thinking about how we define ourselves and how our actions shape who we are. So I asked myself, Max… Just who is Fred Debonair?
Fred paces back and forth as the crowd let out low boos, but some cheers are hidden underneath.
Fred: Fred Debonair is the boy whose dad tried to stop him becoming a Professional Wrestler despite running a promotion himself all because he wanted him to take over the family business someday and I’m not talking about a furniture store or bookshop… Fred Debonair is the guy who despite his father trying to hold him back, went on to become a MAJOR PLAYER in this industry!
More cheers flow through the boos from the crowd as Fred stops pacing and raises a hand.
Fred: So you’re right, Max… Fred Debonair wouldn’t even let his own father or family history define him! Fred Debonair is one of the best damn wrestlers in the world today. Fred Debonair is THE BEST DAMN United Kingdom Champion that’s ever held this belt. You made a challenge to the Fred Debonair that defines championships and here he is RIGHT HERE looking you in the eyes!
Max smiles and nods at him.
Fred: And I intend to defend this United Kingdom Championship against the best challenger available and as of right now, everybody's saying that's you. Did you really want a potential loss to Liam Cain to muddy all that up for you? Or, what if you don't get it done tonight and all of the sudden everyone's questioning if you're really the guy that deserves this shot?
Max: Well that's for me to worry about on my own. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the sentiment but when it comes to my matches, I'll kindly ask you to remain an observer.
Fred nods and holds up a hand.
Fred: Okay, I’ve got it. Just know I took everything you said on board. Mecca? That relationship doesn’t make Fred Debonair who he is! These belts? They don’t make me, as I said… I - MAKE - THEM. And hey if you do need me… I’ll be just back there.
Fred nods towards the back before he drops the mic and "Sympathy for the Devil" picks up at the song's chorus. Fred exits the ring smiling and waving at the fans who are continuing to chant French obscenities at him.
Scott James: If I were Max, I'd take Fred up on that offer because the odds are against him tonight when he faces Celtic Club's Andy Donahue and the impressive newcomer, DeAndre Williams!
(Jessica Banks looks to bounce back after taking a loss to Denise Simarco but it won't be easy as one of the top competitors in the women division Latoya Hixx looks to continue her rise in IIW.)
Match One
Standard Singles Match
Latoya Hixx vs Jessica Banks
Mike Fisher: Up next we start our in ring action off with the competitors in the Women's division as Jessica Banks looks to bounce back from her defeat to Denise last Monday Night Mayhem but it won't be easy as Latoya Hixx looks to pick up a win and move higher up in the rankings.
Scott James: The fans here tonight have been going back and forth on social media about this one, and now their Bout to find out which one these competitors will make them look like a genius or a mark.
Mike Fisher: They won't have to wait long because that match is up next.
Jessica and Hixx lock up and Hixx hits anarm drag on Jessica and then follows up with a running knee to the face. Hixx then kicks her in the gut and goes for a suplex but Jessica reverses and rolls Hixx up into a small package--and grabbed her tights!
1!
2!
Kick out!!
Mike Fisher: Jessica went for the pin to early in this contest.
Scott James: I disagree, she almost had her right there
Jessica smacked Hixx with a forearm! And another! And one more! With her leaned on the ropes, Jessica went to whip her off the ropes!
Hixx countered the Irish whip and kicked Jessica in the stomach!
Hixx immediately thumbed Jessica in her eye to get the quick advantage, and SPIKED her to the mat with a sudden DDT!
Scott James: Spiked her head into the mat like a football!!!
Hixx flaunted when she got up and stalked the veteran until she was on her knees. Page had her sized up and.
BOOM!--SUPERKICK
Jessica was down!
Mike Fisher: This one looks like it's over.
Hixx pulled her up by her hair and dragged her to the center of the ring. Then Hixx goes to the top ropeand points to the sky...!
Latoya Moonsault!!!
She hooked both legs AND pulled Jessica's tights for extra leverage!
1!
2!
3!
Alice Goldier: Here is your winner by pinfall Latoya Hixx!!!
Mike Fisher: Impressive win by Hixx tonight, she continues to move up the rankings in the women's division and can very well be on her way to knocking on the Champ's door very soon.
Scott James: Beckett Marisol might want to start looking over her shoulder right now.
Hixx continues to celebrate in the ring while the fans give her a standing ovation.
( The Brooklyn star looked fantastic in his in-ring debut and looks to continue his winning streak against Knox, who's looking to bounce back after taking a defeat to Deandre Williams)
Match Two
Standard Singles Match
Clyde Newton vs Knox
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit.
There I sat awaiting on my turn to walk out from the back when my theme song "Look In My Eyes" hit on the sound system hyping me up to make my way down towards the ring side area. I pulled the black curtain from out of my way and walked to the top of the stage and hit my signature dance to entertain the crowd before I made my way down the ramp. I rolled myself into the ring under the bottom rope and made myself at home inside the ring awaiting for my opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: Please welcome "Muscle & Flow in the flesh making his way towards the ring he stands at six foot one and weighs in at 201 pounds coming all the way from Brooklyn, New York. We are proudly to introduce a IIW superstar who will certainly be a household name in just a matter of time Clyde Newton.
His music plays over the speakers and he walks out with hardcore look on his face as he marges to the ring and stomps on the steel steps before entering the ting. He walks over to the corner and waits on his opponent.
Announcer: And his opponent, hailing from Brooklyn, New York, standing at six feet, four inches tall and weighing in at 334 pounds…KNOX!!!
Mike Fisher: ååThis should be quite the contrast of styles. Clyde Newton a bit more athletic, Knox a bit more powerful.
Scott James: You mean Clyde Newton a bit slimmer, Knox a bit obeser?
Mike Fisher: That’s not a word.
Scott James: Sure it is, I just said it so it works.
The bell rings and Knox charges trying to wrap his arms around Newton but Newton ducks and delivers a shin kick, followed by another, then a thrust kick to Knox’s gut. Newton hits off of the ropes and takes to flight but Knox catches his crossbody attempt and takes him over with a tabletop suplex. Newton rolls out of the ring clutching the small of his back.
Mike Fisher: Shades of the late, great Scott Hall.
Scott James: This guy has zero shades of Scott Hall, where is all the machismo?
Knox invites Newton into the ring. Newton goes to slide in but Knox comes after him for the boots but Newton slides back out. Knox kicks the bottom rope but Newton grabs his foot, tripping him to the mat and then pulling him to the outside. Knox hits the floor but quickly gets to his knees and is greeted with a running knee to the face from Newton. Knox shakes his head, no selling, and gets to his feet. Newton delivers a few chops, the crowd wooing with each. Knox, his chest red, lets out a roar as the crowd boos the brawling brute.
Mike Fisher: It’s safe to say that this audience is firmly behind Clyde Newton. They love this newcomer!
Scott James: It’s the honeymoon phase, that’s all. Knox will crush him, or maybe not.
Knox chugged towards Newton but Clyde ducked. Knox’s momentum took him forward until he collided face first with the steel ring post. Newton got to his feet and dropkicked Knox in the back, sending Knox’s face back into the post a second time. Newton breaks the referees count at seven. Knox stumbles away but Clyde sprints and hops up the stairs, flying off of them and taking Knox down with a flying bulldog on the outside as the crowd pops.
Mike Fisher: Muscle and Flow seems as if he has found a way to bring the large man down to his level.
Scott James: I’ll give him credit, also a little bit of the credit belongs to the ring post if we’re being real about all of this.
Clyde pulls himself up to the ring apron. The referee urges him to bring the match into the ring, he obliges and enters. Clyde hits off of the ropes and sprints, clearing the far ropes and crashing down onto Knox with a flipping senton. Newton lets out a howl to the crowd who are firmly behind him. Knox shakes it off and begins to get to his feet, Newton grabs him by the head and rolls him into the ring. Clyde turns around to give a few high fives.
Mike Fisher: Clyde, you’re in control of this one, no time to get cocky.
Scott James: You said it, the fans love him. They’ll be his downfall, they always are!
Clyde rolls back into the ring but is met with a big boot to the side of the face from a groggy Knox. Knox pulls Clyde up by his hair and tosses him into the ropes before taking him down with a massive lariat. Knox covers …1 …kickout!
Mike Fisher: A one count! You’ve got to love the psychological play from Clyde Newton. He could have taken that extra second to catch a breath but he decided to kick out immediately!
Scott James: Jesus, you’re excited over a one count? Now I’ve seen everything.
Knox grabs Clyde and puts him into a sleeperhold in the center of the ring. Clyde fights the hold off and moments later begins to deliver elbows to Knox’s midsection. After a few elbows Clyde is able to break free. Clyde runs up the turnbuckles and comes off with a moonsault, Knox moves, Clyde spots it and lands on his feet. Knox goes for a big boot but Clyde ducks. Knox turns to Clyde and is met an Uso-esque superkick.
Mike Fisher: Street King!
Scott James: Knox’s little brain looks like scrambled eggs right about now.
Knox doesn’t topple over, it wasn’t enough as he shook his head off and was met with another Street King. Knox began to sway back and forth before Clyde hit him with a Stunner.
Mike Fisher: Fetal Impact!
Scott James: Well, it sure as hell stunned Knox but this big oof is not going down!
Knox’s legs were jelly as he seemed out of it on his feet. Clyde put his hands in the air to single for one more. He cut his throat with his thumb and nearly sawed the bewildered Knox in half with a spear.
Mike Fisher: Brooklyn’s Finest!
Scott James: That has got to be it, right?
Clyde made the cover …1 …2 …3!!!
Announcer: Here is your winner, “Muscle and Flow” Clyde Newton!!!
SEGMENT
The scene cuts backstage to the office being occupied by Shaun Hart. He is sat at the desk having just got off his cell phone when there’s a knock at the door, looking up he sees Fred Debonair step in. Fred grabs the chair opposite Shaun’s desk and pops himself in it, putting his feet on the table.
Fred: What’s up, Shaun? You called me in here?
Shaun looks at Fred with a smirk and pushes his feet off the table.
Shaun: Fred c’mon you know even I don’t put my feet on my desk, get ‘em down! But listen, I wanted to ask you something… You ok?
Fred: My bad man… Yeah, I’m good, why do you ask??
Shaun: Well, I mean you’ve been saying recently that since joining CCPE, since forming Mecca… You’ve never had it so good.
Fred: Right?? I’m… Not quite sure where you’re going with this, hoss?
Shaun leans forward in his chair, a very serious look on his face.
Shaun: Right… But a couple of weeks ago, you took it upon yourself to go out there in that ring and speak your mind. This was before coming to me, to us. Then you went and you helped, you HELPED, Max Stone?
Fred sits forward himself now hand on his chin, rubbing it. He nods and pushes his chair back standing up slowly…
Fred: You know Shaun, you’re right… That’s my bad, I should probably open up a little more to you guys in Mecca and my CCPE family, but as for the other stuff? You can bet your ass on one thing…
Shaun stands up with Fred and leans across the desk.
Shaun: Oh yeah, Fred? What’s that??
Fred: I haven’t been thinking any clearer than I am right now… My mind hasn’t been as free as it is at this very moment. Now don’t you, or the other boys worry about me ok? I’m good… I’m very good.
Fred winks at Shaun with a big smirk and turns, leaving the door open as he leaves, causing Shaun to shake his head and huff as we cut back to ringside.
(Ryan Hawkins requested a match against Joe because he blames him for his officiating skills during his Championship match with John Cavanagh and now looks to make the International Champion pay with pain but Joe Montuori has other plans as she looks to show Cavanagh that anything he can do, Joe can do better.)
Match Three
Standard Singles Match
Joe Montuori vs Ryan Hawkins
For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Metallica continues it’s iconic introduction, upon each toll of the bell appears a flash of strobe lighting, revealing a figure in the darkness standing in the centre of the entrance stag, his appearance now revealed by the strobe lighting... it is Ryan Hawkins.
Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from parts unknown, I give you RYAN HAWKINS!!!!
Ryan Hawkins remains still on the stage, his face covered by his intimidating the entrance mask, his eyes focused intensely on the ring. The lights flicker and then go out and once they come back.on Ryan stands in the ring
See I believe in money, power, and respect
First You get the money
Then you get the muthafuckin, power
After you get the fuckin' power
Muthafuckas will respect you
Pyros shoot off like its the 4th of July. When the smoke clears, standing on the entrance way with a grin that all the fans cant stand. He walks down the aisle to cheers and boos and just laughs it off.
Announcer: Making his way to the ring, he is your IIW International Champion "Twizted Thoughtz" Joe Montuori!!!!!
When he gets into the ring, he climbs up the top turnbuckle, looks around then raises his arms like he is the king of the world.
Mike Fisher:
Scott James:
*Bell Rings*
As soon as the bell rings, both men meet up in the center of the ring. Hawkins and Jmont meet in a fiery exchange of fists. It’s hard to tell who strikes first, but Hawkins takes the upper hand over his opponent. Hawkin whips Jmont into the ropes, but Jmont uses this to his advantage with a springboard to set up for a big move. Springboard Running Bulldog to a caught offguard Hawkins has Jmont with the advantage!
Mike Fisher: Face paced action out of the gate.
Hawkins slams face first into the canvas while Jmong gloats. He even goes so far as to slap the back of Hawkins head with each harsh remark. The egotistical side of Jmont is showing out in full force tonight as he puts the brakes to the leader of The Purge. The crowd begins to chant Hawkins name, trying to will him back o his feet. Just as Jmont levels him once more with a stomp to the back of the head.
Scott James: The International Champion sending a message to the fans, Hawkins and to the World Heavyweight Champion John Cavnagh.
Mike Fisher: Ryan Hawkins requested this match bit so far you have to wonder if he regrets this now.
Each disrespectful tap with his boot is another grimace from Hawkins. Ryan grabs Jmonts boot on the last tap, yanking it until Jmont falls face first into the canvas this time. Hawkins sends MVP into one of the ring corners, where Hawmins swiftly follows behind. He lays into his opponent with alternating strikes, seemingly trying to cave in Jmonts chest.
FOREARM
CHOP
FORARM
CHOP
FOREARM
CHOP
Mike Fisher: Ryan Hawkins is lights the International Champion up right now.
Scott James : Jmont needs to find a way to get back on offense.
Jmont drops in the corner, though tries to catch his breath as he slumps down into the corner. Hawkins has him scouted and charges forward. But, Jmont rolls out of the way and gets Hawkins tangled in the corner! Jmont laughs in Hawkins face, slapping him across the face hard enough to leave a bright red handprint. He situates Hawkins properly properly before firing away with wicked chops of his own as Hawkins drops to the canvas after. Jmont is seemingly pleased with his handiwork as he gives his opponent just a bit of breathing room.
Mike Fisher: Jmont is back in control and looks ready to put this one away.
Scott James: Will see about that.
Hawkins gathers himself together and comes running at Jmont but Jmong scoops him up real quick for a slam and then Ryan gets back up Jmont takes him down with a close line and then proceeds to stomp away at all his limbs.
Scott James: Ryan Hawkins looks like he's in a bad way right now.
Ryan gets up and Jmont hits a quick DDT and then kicks Hawkins head into he staffers back up and then Jmont kicks him in the gut and then hits the JKO(RKO)
One…
Two..
Three!!!
Alice Goldier: Here is your winner by pinfall, your IIW International Champion Joe Montouri!!!!!
Mike Fisher: Joe Montoyri didn't waste time tonight, he came to handle business.
Scott James: Showing the World Champion, anything you can do, so can I.
Joe Montouri kicks Ryan out of the ring, so that he can celebrate in the ring as the fans give him a mix reaction
SEGMENT
Back from commercial break we see The General Manager of Monday Night Mayhem, Shaun Hart standing in the ring with a microphone in his hand as he smirks.
Mike Fisher: Shaun only has a smile on his face because he survived his meeting last Mayhem with the board but he's on thin ice as far as I'm concern.
Scott James: Well good thing it's not your concerned, now just as our great leader speaks.
Shaun raises his microphone up.
Shaun Hart: SHOW ME SOME RESPECT!!!!
The fans book even louder towards Shaun as he just smirks and waits for them to settle down.
Shaun Hart: Got it all out of your system? Good now let's get done to business because I have an update concerning the Keys 2 Success Ladder Match. As you all have heard or seen but certain people like Justin York , Axel and Blondie are no longer with the company and the reasons for that may vary, but with that information they are no longer a part of that match.
The fans give a mixed reaction to the news.
Shaun Hart: I know that's their loss but for Liam Cian, Aiden Cain, Bobby Bourbon, Union Jack, Eoin O’Rourke, Maverick Tatum, and Pequeño Dinosaurio. Two of them now have a better chance to walk out of Key 2 Sucess with a Key that can unlock themselves a Championship match… But remember the first competitor to come down with the first key gets first choice and opportunity to use their Key for a Championship match, which means the second Key holder won't be able to challenge until after the first key holder has their match and that they can't challenge for the same belt that the first key holder us.
Shaun smirks.
Shaun Hart: So while yes there are two winners for this match, there is truly only one that will be able to truly sit at the top.of the mountain.
Shaun laughs as he paces.
Shaun Hart: Now with that said let's get down to personal business!!! You see at Keys 2 Success Mecca is going to sweep the competition in one night, we are going to take out all our enemies that oppose us. Fred Debonair is going to show your favorite rebellious hero Max Stone that no matter how hard he tries to climb the mountain top, he will never sit at the top of this Kingdom.
And as for the World Champion John Cavanagh his reign is coming to an end real soon because The first undefeated International Champion is going to kick his Irish ass right off the throne!!!
The fans boo at Shaun Hart but he just waves them off with an unfazed look.
Shaun Hart: Boo all you want but that's not the only thing you're going to be sad to see, because come Keys 2 Success I'm going to kick the ASS!!!! Of Mr.Intensity all over the arena and then when I stand over him as the winner I'm going to unmask that bastard and expose him for who I know him to be!!!
The fans boo again at Shaun but only for a moment as the light would go out and bring a hush over the arena until they flicker back on and Mr. Intensity stands in front of Shaun with a microphone in his hand.
Mr. Intensity: Boo!!!
Shaun jumps back and puts on a disgusted facial expression a she started down Mr. Intensity, but Mr. Intensity just laughs.
Mr. Intensity: Don't be so scared now Shaun, you was just talking real big but now you're leaping back like a little frog, but I'm glad you finally got some fire in your belly and your ready to actually put up a fight, because at Keys 2 Success, I will show you just how intense I can get and if you think your one match with an afterthought like Anthony Phoenix is going to help prepare you got me you might want to get with your little jerk off club and come up with a new plan because at Keys 2 Success your going to fuck around and find out!!!
Mr. Intensity drops the microphone and tackles Shaun to the crowd and starts laying punches on him and the fans in the arena go nuts as they start chanting the name Mr. Intensity! Loudly throughout the arena. Mr. Intensity stands Shaun up and throws him into the top corner and starts raining punches down on him but the beats of The Mecca Goliath comes down the ramp and up the steel steps and into the ring without Mr. Intensity noticing.
Mike Fisher: Look out Mr. Intensity!!!
Scott James: Are you taking sides now?
Mike Fisher: Oh shut it, you've had your lips on Shaun's ass for the longest!
Goliath grabs Mr. Intensity and throws him off Shaun, Mr. Intensity goes to get back up and rushes Goliath but gets met with a big boot and then Goliath puts his giant foot on the back of Mr. Intensity and then puts all of his weight on it as he steps on him and then lifts Mr. Intensity up for a brutal choke slam.
Shaun Hart finally gets himself back together and comes in a laugh at a falling Mr. Intensity.
Shaun Hart: What was that you said about having so much fire in your belly?
Shaun laughs in his face as Goliath holds him down with his foot.
Shaun Hart: Oh that's right about being ready for a fight, well I'm glad you are, because at Keys 2 Success our match is now a No Disqualification Handicap match!!!
Shaun order for Goliath to lift him and deliver another brutal choke slam that lays out Mr. Intensity. Shaun Hart pretends to wipe his feet on him and then exit the ring with his now partner for Keys 2 Success.
(Max Stone looks to continue his winning streak as he looks ahead to K2S for his UK Championship match but it won't be easy as he takes on the impressive powerhouse Deandre Williams who made a statement in his debut match and looks to pick up another win but The Celtic Clubs beast Andy Donahue is ready to bring another victory to the club.)
Main Event
Triple Threat Match
Deandre Willians vs Max Stone vs Andy Donahue
What's Left of the Flag" by Flogging Molly plays over the speakers and Andy comes out flexing his muscles to a loud ovation and then make this way down the ramp.
Alice Goldier: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 290 pounds, from Hell's Kitchen, New York, I give you The Heir Apparent" Andy Donahue!!!!
Andy make this way up the steel steps and enters the ring and wits for the match to start.
Clips of Deandre hitting various moves begins to play on the screen, interspersed with images of the man himself, with the sounds of "O Fortuna" playing throughout the arena as the lights around the JumboTron periodically flash, before focusing on a shot of DeAndre's face before turning to pitch black as the music changes to Walk it, Talk it. Smoke then begins to rise from the stage with a spotlight shining on Deandre, who is wearing a silver hooded jacket, with "DeAndre" written across the right and "Williams" written across the left and his head bowed. Lifting his head, he walks down toward the ring, intensity in every step and focused solely on the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: Making his way to the ring, from Joplin, Missouri, I give you Deandre Williams!!!!!
Reaching the bottom of the ramp, he slides in under the bottom rope, standing before walking across to the opposite ropes and pushing the hood back, letting out a roar as he does. Making his way to his corner, he takes off the jacket, tossing it to an attendant before leaning against the turnbuckle.
smiling Max Stone slowly fades in. The guitar plays as golden pyrotechnics shoot from the stage floor.
Oh yeah!
Alice Goldier: Making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, CA, I give you MAX STONE!!!!!
The
Max Stone emerges from the curtain with a smile on his face and walks down the aisle pointing to the fans and singing the lyrics to his theme song. He enters the ring and slowly raises his arms, expecting the energy of the crowd to ascend. He removes his jacket and gets ready for his match.
Mike Fisher: It's been an exciting night of action but next is the MAIN EVENT!!! We will see the number on contender to the UK Championship Max Stone in action a she tries to continue his momentum towards his title but Deandre Williams who was impressive in his debut match looks to open even more eyes in the main event as he looks to separate himself more from the pack but The right hand man to the World Heavyweight Champion and the man know as the next big thing Andy Donahue looks to make his own mark tonight.
Scott James: I love it when you get three talented competitors together in ring that are all highly motivated for the win. This is going to make for an absolute classic of a slobber knocker.
Mike Fisher: Yes indeed it will, and I for to tell you I don't know who to pick in this one, this is truly one of those matches where the outcome can go either way.
Scott James: Well we don't have to wait long because that match is up next.
*Bell Rings*
The bell sounds and all three competitors keep their eye on each other as they circle the ring. Deandre make the first move as he takes Max Stone down with a quick close line but then gets blindsided by Andy with a big boot and the former college football player staggers back towards the ropes and then Andy closeline him love the top rope and Deandre falls to the outside. Meanwhile Andy picks Max up and gives him a knee to the gut and then swings him to the opposite side of the ropes and wits for him to come back to hit a scoop and slam but Max has another Roland as he leaps over Andy and the ropes and hits a flying swanton on Deandre on the outside.
Mike Fisher: Crazy athleticism by Max Stone, such an acrobat in the air.
Scott James: Max speed and agility will give him an edge over the two powerhouses.
Max gets up and hits a drop kick to the face of the Deandre as he tried to get up and then Max meets Andy as he comes out to the outside to join them, Max unloads with punches and kicks to try to take the powerhouse Andy off his game but Andy uses his power to push Max away from him and then takes him down with a close line and then takes his large forearm and smashes him over the back with it. Max yells out in pain but he unable to get any space as Andy grabs him by the head and throws him into the barricade and then follow sup with some punches and turns around just to get speared into Max Stine by Deandre Williams and all three of them break through the barricade and the fans let out a HOLY SHIT CHANT.
Scott James: TALK ABOUT BOOM!!! I see why Deandre Williams was a DT at the college level, look at the power and speed he posted in order to make such an impact.
Mike Fisher: That he did, and he's got these fans rolling.
Deandre lifts Andy up on his feet and let's off a couple of punches and then slings him into the steel post chest first and as he staggers, Deandre lifts Andy up on his shoulder and backs up looking to ramp Andy face-first into the pole but Andy slips out of his grasp at the last second pushes Deandre into the pole himself and then throws him inside the ring. Once back inside Andy waits for Deandre to get up and then hits a belly-to-belly suplex and goes for the pin.
One….
Two…
Kick out!!!
Deandre gets the shoulder up but Andy keeps up with the assault as he lays some firearms into the back of Deandre and then lifts him up and lays into with some quick chops and then slings him towards the ropes and waits for him to come back to hit a spine buster but Deandre comes back and hits a shoulder tackle to take down Andy but Ansy gets rights back up and comes charging in on Deandre but he ducks and scoops Andy up for a sidewalk slam and then follows up with a big time leg drop but doesn't go for the pin he backs up instead and waits for Andy to get to his feet and then takes him out with a bicycle kick but before he can follow up for a pin, Max Stone comes flying off the top turnbuckle and nails Deandre with a middle drop kick.
Mike Fisher: Max Stone coming in hot.
Scott James: Surprised the big man from above.
Max Stone then waits for Deandre to get back up on his feet and then nails him with a combination of kicks to the leg and punches to the face until the Deandre drops down to one knee and Max backs up and delivers a devastating spinning heel kick to the head of Deandre, that sends him falling over to the ground and then rolling out to the outside of the ring. Max celebrates in the ring for a moment but only for a moment as Andy turns Max around and unloads on him with punches and chops to the face. Andy then hits a kick to the gut and a quick snap Suplex and immediately goes for the pin.
One…
Two…
No… KICKOUT!!!!
Max Stone gets the shoulder up and you can see the look for frustration sit in on the favor Andy as he slaps the mat and then gets on top of Max and start hammering him with punches and then grabs his head and bangs it against the mat but then let’s go as the referee gives him a warning.
Mike Fisher: Andy getting more aggressive with each passing second that this match continues on.
Andy lifts Max up and sends him into the corner and then goes to hit a close line on Max in the corner , he moves out the way and Andy eats the turnbuckle and Max takes advantage by kicking Andy in the gut and then hits a Suplex but doesn’t let go of the holds as he forces Andy back up and hits another Suplex and then another. Andy rolls around in pain as Max backs up against the ropes as he waits for Andy to get up but then Mac gets pulled out the ring and then tossed over by the steel steps by Williams.
Scott James: Max looks like he was looking to put this one away but Deandre has different plans.
Deandre gets inside the ring as Andy pulls himself up in the corner and then Deandre delivers a shoulder to his gut and then again and again until he’s sure he knocked the air out of Andy and then follows up with tossing Andy over his hand and towards the opposite side now and then Deandre stands in the corner waiting for Andy to get up and as he does he goes for a big boot but Andy ducks and turns it into a soman drop and the fans pop with excitement.
Andy shakes the ropes and looks ready to end the match but as he looks up Max Stone flys off the top rope looking for a hurricanrana but Andy turns into a pier bomb on top of Deandre and now Andy pins the both!
One…
Two…..
KICKOUT!!!
Scott James: Andy tries to stack them and pin but it just wasn’t enough.
Andy looks at Deandre and then at Max before decided to take his anger out on Max as he picks him up and rocks him with punches and then hits a choke slam on Max but he doesn’t stop him assault a she lifts Max back up and delivers a kick to the gut and then slings him into the ropes and waits for Max to come back and hit a spinebuster but Max reverses it into a DDT!!!
Mike Fisher: Just spiked his head like a football.
Max climbs to the the top turnbuckle now and then points down to Andy before launching and hitting a double foot stomp but before he can capitalize on it, Deandre tosses him back outside the ring and then Deandre takes advantage of the beaten Any and lifts him to hit Lights Out (Sit out Chokebomb)!!!!
Scott James: What a thunderous impactful move.
Mike Fisher: It looks like indeed it’s lights out for Andy.
Deandre hooks both legs as the referee comes running in for the count.
One……
Two….
Three!!!!!!
*Bell Rings*
Alice Goldier: Here is your winner by pinfall Deandre Williams.
The bell rings to signal the end of the match and the referee holds Williams’ arm up as his music plays… Andy Donahue groggily rolls out of the ring as Max Stone sits despondent, arms hanging over bent knees, in a corner. DeAndre Williams begins to make his way back up the aisle to the locker room along with the referee as Max stands up and, uncharacteristically, walks around the ring applauding the fans. As he turns toward one section away from the aisle, the crowd go ballistic with boos and jeers as Mecca member Goliath comes stomping down the aisle towards the ring. He pulls himself up onto the apron and steps with ease over the ropes, but Max still hasn’t seen him as he’s clapping and pointing out toward the fans who are trying to warn him.
Scott James: Oh looky here! Surprise surprise! Fred Debonair said all that earlier tonight and yet Mecca have sent out their attack dog!
Goliath suddenly hits Max with a huge lariat as he turns around, sending him spinning in a one-eighty midair and down to the canvas. He then shoves Max into the corner and grabs him by the throat. With pure strength and relative ease, Goliath lifts Max onto the top turnbuckle, maintaining the chokehold.
Mike Fisher: C'mon… this is just a dirty attack!
As Goliath goes to slam him down, the crowd let out a chorus of mixed reactions as Fred Debonair comes sprinting down the aisle, dressed as he was at the top of the show, this time without his belts but carrying his Louiseville Slugger, Cindy-Lee.
Scott James: Okay perhaps I was wrong that Fred had something to do with this, he’s bolting down that aisle like a bat out of hell!
Mike Fisher: Goliath has seen Fred and he’s dropped Stone, but he looks extremely confused by Fred being out here!
Debonair gets to the ring and slides in as Goliath holds his hands up and Fred points to the outside swinging the bat and screaming at him to get out. Fred drops the bat and walks over to Max who’s doubled up, holding both his ribs and his throat.
Mike Fisher: Fred checking on Max Stone now after berating Goliath to leave the ring, the giant of a man just standing at the aisle watching them both.
Fred looks at Goliath, eyes narrowed as he leans down, placing both hands on Max’s shoulders asking if he’s ok. Max nods and Fred mouths “ok buddy”, patting him on the shoulder, before gripping both shoulders again, smirking at Goliath, jumping up and BAM! Fred nails Max Stone with the Enigma Divide! (Double knee Facebreaker). The crowd goes absolutely nuts and rains pure toxic chaos in Fred’s direction.
Scott James: What the hell?! I don’t believe it! I was right all along! Fred was behind this!
Mike Fisher: Well, I could have probably told you that…
Fred laughs as he lays the boots in on Max, Goliath striding back to the ring and climbing inside, as Fred picks up Cindy-Lee and rams the butt end into Max’s ribs calling for a microphone. Goliath drags Max up to his knees, bending his head to the side and holding him there.
Fred: Hey Max! How’s it going?! How are you feeling now, knowing you’ve just been completely duped?! How does it feel, knowing that you got completely taken for a ride, eh?! I mean JUST HOW STUPID ARE YOU HOSS?! But honestly I can’t blame you, for going soft Max… This isn’t on you, this all happened after your Demon disappeared! This happened when The Maniac decided you just weren’t a good enough conduit!
Fred takes the barbed wire bat and swings it around his free hand before slamming it down on the bent thighs of Max Stone as both he and Goliath just laugh.
Mike Fisher: Oh this is just getting out of hand now… Somebody has to come out and stop this!
Scott James: Well, the one guy who could stop this, Shaun Hart, probably doesn’t want to…
Fred: You’ve gone very, very soft, Maxwell! And that’s been a huge mistake on your part! You see my Demons?! They’re raging Max! They’re in full flow and since I’ve welcomed them, nothing has touched me!! Look at me Max, as I said earlier I am THE BEST DAMN UNITED KINGDOM CHAMPION IIW HAS EVER SEEN! I have been absolutely demolishing the JIWC scene! And then along comes you, Maxwell! Trying to do the right thing and trying to help me…
DID I ASK FOR YOUR HELP OR YOUR OPINION?! DID I ASK FOR YOUR INPUT MAXWELL?!
Fred holds up the barbed wire bat by his face and smiles an evil smile. He laughs to himself and once again jabs the bat into Max's lower back.
Fred: The answer of course is no, but you coming along and giving me your utmost attention on the subject of my qualms and my woes gave me the perfect opportunity to get inside that head of yours, better than any Demon ever could! And I did it without even having to lie to you, Maxwell. Because my dad was a bitter son of a bitch who didn’t want his son wrestling and I did break through barriers to spite him and I am one of the best Goddamn athletes to have ever graced a Wrestling ring PERIOD!
Max is fighting to get back to his feet. He manages to get to his hands and knees but before he can get vertical, Fred cracks him across the back with Cindy-Lee once more.
Fred: But I’ve always known this, Maxwell. I’ve always known it and I’ve always known that it’s ME who defines ME, it’s ME who defines these belts, it’s ME who defines where I stand and it’s ME who defines the United Kingdom Title match you and I are going to have at K2S in a few weeks time, because no Maxwell you don’t define Fred Debonair either… You attempting to sidle up to me did not go unnoticed, you tried to play it off but I saw right through it but you forgot one thing brother.
I… Am… THE KINGDOM!
And you’re just living here! But it’s about time you and everybody else started to pay rent, Maxwell… And at Keys 2 Success, Fred Debonair is coming to collect!
Fred drops the mic as Goliath pulls Max Stone up to his feet and holds him there with his arms behind his back… Fred stands there like a Baseball player at bat, ready to swing Cindy-Lee at Max Stone’s midsection. He backs up slightly, goes to turn then runs two steps, swinging hard and nailing Max directly in the midsection. Goliath let’s him drop to the mat as “Sympathy for the Devil” cues up again and Fred places a foot on the prone back of Max Stone, raising Cindy-Lee in the air as the crowd boo immensely. Fred walks to the ropes, drops down and rolls out as Goliath steps over the top rope and drops down, both men headed to the back.
Mike Fisher: That was disgusting and I truly hope Fred and Mecca get what’s coming to them!
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Mike Fisher: God damn it, was all of that necessary?
Scott James: I hope there are still some fireworks left for the 4th of July!
Mike Fisher: Im either semi deaf or have a terrible ear ear wax build up.
Scott James: Probably an ear wax build up because sitting next to you all of these shows, i didn't want to say anything, but i've seen some stuff going on in your ears.
Mike Fisher: You need some help.
[The arena goes pitch dark. All you see is some camera lights from cellphones and some highlighted colored posters. Then the Titantron lights up.]
MONEY
[Flashes again.]
POWE
[Flashes again.]
RESPECT
[Flashes again.]
NEXT WORLD CHAMPION
[Money, Power and Respect hits the PA system. It’s a laser and light show going on as well. The spotlight hits the entrance way and out walks J Mont dressed to the T. You want to know what a million bucks looks like, just look at J Mont. And that is not including his International Title over his shoulder. He observes all the fans around and just smiles.]
Mike Fisher: This guy has an ego bigger than planet earth.
Scott James: And why shouldn't he? He is undefeated and has a chance to add more gold to his collection coming up.
Mike Fisher: I hope Cav finally shuts this guy up.
Scott James: Cav might just get added to the long list of guys who have tried, but have failed.
[J Mont slowly makes his way down to the ring, as he enjoys all the cheers and boos like always. He slides the International Title belt under the bottom rope, and walks over to the stairs. He takes a few steps up and climbs through the middle rope. He picks up his title and sees the long table in the ring with 2 chairs and 2 mics and a contract in the middle of the table. There is a chair at each end of the table to give some separation because things could get heated at any time. J Mont takes a seat at one end as he lays his International title on the table. He picks up the mic as he kicks up his feet on the table showing off his fancy pair of Ferragamo dress shoes.]
J Mont: The day is finally coming. J Mont vs Cav. Cav vs J Mont. No matter how you say it, there is only one name that is going to matter when the smoke clears. And that name is J Mont. I'm here to make money, win GOLD and make sure the IIW stays at the top of the wrestling food chain. It’s that simple. Everyone here in the company other than a select few HATE ME, and i love that. That means I am doing my job and doing it very well. A lot of those guys told me I needed to get in LINE before I got a World Title shot because they have been here longer and deserve it. I said ok, I will play your little game until it's time to strike. Ice Crown Rumble came around and I waited to announce my entrance so the other guys would think they had a chance. But once I signed up, I knew I had my match with Cav in the bag. And what do you know? I was right AGAIN. Maybe everyone here will start to listen to me because when I speak, it's the TRUTH, not some bull shit like everyone else speaks.
Mike Fisher: Do we really need to listen to this guy anymore?
Scott James: He is speaking the truth. What is wrong with that?
Mike Fisher: His EGO is the problem.
Scott James: If you had a hot fiancee at home. And you're making zillions of dollars and winning all kinds of gold, you would have the same EGO.
Mike Fisher: What does Mia see in this guy?
Scott James: Just look and listen.
[J Mont drops his feet to the floor and stands up.]
J Mont: Now, I'm not gonna sit out here and bore you guys. Truth be told, I just want to get this over with because I have better things to do than sit here and talk with a piece of shit like Cav. I just want to get this match signed, sealed and delivered. Because that World Title is coming to the home where it belongs, and that's THE MECCA. I'm tired of hearing his stupid mouth say the same things over and over and over. If he wants to sound like a broken record, I will punch him so hard in the face that after he recovers, all he can say is uh uh uh uh uh uh……..I already have ideas and plans in mind for the International Title once i win the World Title, but i'm not going to ruin that surprise yet. I want big Cav to come down to this ring right now and get this contract signing over with. And I have something I want to say to his face as well.
Mike Fisher: I don't think J Mont realizes what he is getting himself into.
Scott James: This is going to be the match of the year, hands down.
Mike Fisher: First Page, now J Mont. Mark my words.
Scott James: I beg the differ and think it's going to be sweet revenge.
A guitar chord is heard followed by a voice "Behold the Kings. The King of Kings." Lights begin to flicker with the music "on your knees, dog". At the 0:13 mark, out from the darkness of the tunnel emerges the “One Man Dynasty” John Cavanagh in a hooded black robe with green trim, He holds the IIW World Heavyweight Championship up in the air and then proceeds to head down towards the ring.
Mike Fisher: The Champ looks dressed for business!
Cavanagh takes a microphone from ringside before walking up the steel steps to a standing ovation of cheers. He steps inside the rings and holds up the Championship again as he stares down J Mont and then walls over towards the table and takes a look at the contract and then back at J Mont with a smirk on his face.
Cav: You done throwing yourself a premature party? You haven't won a damn thing yet and I can promise you at Keys 2 Success that you aren't taking this Championship belt away from me.
Cavanagh looks serious and focused now as he lifts the Championship up in J Monts face.
Cav: Yeah that's right, take a strong and long look at it because I can promise this will be the only time you'll get this close to being a World Champion of IIW!
Cav takes a moment to pause as he looks at the Championship.
Cav: I went through hell and then some more just to win this Championship and ever since then I’ve treated each match as if it could be my last. I’ve walked into every match like it’s the bloody World Series and since capturing this belt, I’ve been knocking it out of the park and come Keys 2 Success I’m going to hit a home run and strike you and The Mecca out of this company.
I've been nice enough to let you boys play in the backyard where nobody would notice you but now you think you can step into the front yard and have all the eyes on you? Not on my watch! I've worked too damn hard for this, just to let someone like you take this away from me!
[J Mont starts to crack up as he looks at Cav.]
J Mont: Dude, you just found your calling after I took that World Title off your shoulders. You got a chance to be a pretty good comedian. I hear Kevin Hart needs an opening act for his upcoming tour. I'm sure that will pay pretty good money and you know all the expenses will be covered. Come on Cav. Do you really think you have what it takes to stop the J Mont Express? I'm going to roll over you like everyone else and be at the top of the mountain where I already am. All that is missing is that World Title that I will get at Keys 2 Success. And after I win, I will stand over your dead body holding both belts high, as the IIW will become the home for THE MECCA. You got lucky last time versus Page, but I promise you that your luck has run out. Just like the Celtics tonight, they will lose to the Knicks just like you are going to lose to J Mont.
[Fans start a MECCA Chant that is starting to annoy Cav.]
Cav: Last time I checked the Celtics have 17 Championships and just one win away from another unlike you Knicks that can't even find their way out of the first round but enough of that bullshit, let's get down to business. You keep talking about how much you want this match with me, yet I don't see you putting pen to paper.
[J Mont is laughing again.]
Cav: You think this is a joke?
J Mont: Only thing that is a joke is this little title reign of yours. Once I win this World Title from you, I will show you how to do the damn thing. And putting the pen to the paper I will, but there is one thing that needs to be added. This is the biggest Main Event in 2023 for the IIW. I dont give 2 shits. There are another 9 and half months left. This is the match everyone wants and this is the match everyone will get. But, let's spice it up. I say, let's do a ladder match and see who really has the balls to be the REAL World Champion?
Cav: I can't wait to see that cocky smile disappear from your face when I climb up the ladder and take my Championship and look down upon you from the Kingdom I built! I'm going to make you feel the failure and pain that I gave your idol and mentor Page!
Cav picks up the contract and puts his signature to it and then tosses the contract at J Mont.
J Mont: He is not my IDOL, but I will be singing a Billy Idol song when I get done with you. REBEL YELL! Cause i will be screaming down to you from the top of the ladder saying i told you so. And MENTOR? You have no idea who you're dealing with then because I have 20 years in the business and I'm the one doing mentoring around here with the younger generation. I am going to do the IIW and wrestling world a favor and get rid of you once and for all.
[J Mont signs the contract as well and when he gets done, he throws it at the face of Cav.]
Mike Fisher: Looks like the contract is signed and all that's left is for us to get to K2S and see which one will be Champion once the dust settles.
Cav raises the IIW World Heavyweight Championship up in the air and then stares down the challenger J Mont as he raises his IIW International Championship in the air. With his other hand, J Mont points up to the sky implying he will be the one to make it to the top of the ladder. Cav then does the same thing as both men really want to be THE MAN here in the IIW. This match is going to be the stomping ground and proving point here. When the dust settles, there is going to be a number 1 and a number 1A. The camera’s fade away as J Mont and Cav have not looked away from one another.