02/25 NOTI II - Team Onslaught vs. Team Unleashed

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

"Captain Charisma" Adam Matthews, "The Smooth Operator" Marcus Knight, & The Wh_

vs.

Donny Ramon, Vincent Reinhardt, & A Partner Yet To Be Named



Interpromotional 6-Man Tag Team Match:

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Which brand will reign supreme upon the grandest stage of them all?

(2 Promos Each; Now Let's DO The Damn Thing)[/b][/center]

[FrighTy]

The WH_ sits with his head down, Rayne standing beside him, stroking his head. The locker room is empty save or these two. The silence almost deafens before it is broken by the Wh_'s solemn voice.

The Wh_: I don't understand. I truly believed that what I was doing was right.

I believed that my passion for the business... no, the SPORT of wrestling would be a catalyst not many people had. This catalyst would help to put that extra effort into each and every match I had and ultimately lead me to the top.

Well I did indeed reach the pinnacle, but not because of what was right. Not because of wahat I had inside me. That drive and determination. The WILL to OVERCOME....!

All of that was replaced by greed and jealousy. Because of this, I feel as though my reign as Onslaught's Global Heavyweight Champion was marred. Hell I never won that belt in the first place. The Revolution won that belt and kept our relentless grasp of it for months!

That's not what I had wanted.

I wanted balance. I wanted those who truly deserved to be on top to rightfully reign. What ensued instead was myself involving some of the brightest and most talented stars on the show in holding the place hostage for half a year.

The Wh_ stands.

The Wh_: So for the match tonight. Night of the Immortals! I give you people what I can.

I give you the best I have to offer....
... and after that, I walk away.

The crowd cheers suddenly as if their prayers have been answered.

The Wh_: I know I'm not the best in CCW or even on Onslaught by far. So I will do what i can to help win my match with Captain Charisma and Marcus Knight against team Unleashed. After that, Rayne and I are done with CCW.

This is my last match. At least until I can get my head on straight and my life in order.

The Heretic will be back. And when I do return... I guarantee the hell I bring with me will be greater than anything this company has ever seen.

But for now... I bid you all farewell.

The Wh_ walks towards the door with Rayne on his heels. She exits first as The ormer Global champ. turns around to look at his surroundings on last time.

He flicks the wall switch. The lights go out and the door to a man's heart closes.

[Boricua]

The scene: The Georgia Dome parking lot. Dean Stewart is standing, glances at his watch, when almost on cue, an engine noise approaches, and a shining white stretch Escalade limo zooms in, nearly runnign Stewart over! As he regains his compusure, the driver steps out, heads to the back, and opens the door. Dressed in a brand new white suit, Marcus Knight steps out of the car, and is approached by Stewart.

Stewart: Marcus, tonight being the night of the highly anticipated inter-brand showdown, can you give us your perspective on the big match?

Knight: Actually, Dino, I'm a bit confused.

Stewart looks puzzled

Stewart: Really?

Knight: Yeah, man, real confused. When this match was made, I thought about all of last year, about the show that I heard “raised the bar” for American wrestling, that “dominated” CCW, and that some people even called the “A Show.” Can you believe that, Dino?

Stewart opens his mouth to speak, but Knight continues talking.

Knight: So here it is now, Night of the Immortals, the climax of all of wrestling! I fly on down into the ATL, I hit Buckhead and 112, havin’ a good time before the match that’s supposed to settle it all- and what I find? They don’t even show up!

Stewart: . . . What do you mean?

Knight: I looked at the card, and ain’t no way in that the best the “A-Show” could come up with is those three clowns. Or even the second best, or third best. You’re gonna tell me that after all that talk, they send forward that bunch- a guy in makeup, Savio Vega’s bastard cousin, and create-a-wrestler- and they’re gonna beat me? HAAAAAAYYYYYYYYELLLLLLLL NO!

Stewart is taken aback, as Knight considers something.

Knight: But then again, it might not be a mistake. I mean, let’s look at the last time the Marcus Knight went down to Georgia. Both brands came together, in the biggest spectacle the business had witnessed at the time- and baby, I didn’t steal the show, I WAS the show!

Either way, I’m not all sure what to do here. I could just go out, make quick work of them, and prove my point. Or I could make it interesting and take them on by myself. Hell, I may just skip this joint, fly over to Pebble Beach and play me some golf.

As he says this, he opens the door, and two glammed-up blondes step out of the limo and join him.

Knight: Either way: It’s just another night of pleasure for the Smooth Operator!

They exit.

[Carl]

The shot opens to Vincent Reinhardt walking through the backstage area of the Georgia Dome. As usual he is clad in black but with the gold of his Global Tag Title belt appearing through the gap in his trench coat. He has a frustrated look on his face as he arrives at his locker room. The door is closed and smoke billows out of the gap at the bottom. Reinhardt smashes the door open and walks through the smoke.

As the smoke clears Reinhardt can see Donny Ramon sitting against a locker with a Cigar in hand. His title belt resting on his shoulder. Ramon seems surprised as Reinhardt stands over him.

Reinhardt: What in the hell is your problem. I thought there was a fire in here or something. Just because we're tag partners don't expect me to tolerate any stupid shit.

Ramon: You need to relax man. 'Cause that's exactly what I'm doing. Chilling out with some of my best Cubans. This is how I'm gonna relax before we kick Team Onslaught's ass. You understand my friend.

Reinhardt: Yeah whatever. You seen James.

Ramon: Our new pal didn't like the smoke so he went to train down the hall. He isn't a fan of such fine Cigars like you and I.

Reinhardt shakes his head in dismay as Ramon takes another puff.

Ramon: You know sometimes I think that's the only reason we get on.

Reinhardt nods and exits the locker room heading down the corridor. As he turns the corner he finds Joshua James performing some Hindu squats. Upon seeing the big man, James stops.

Reinhardt: Just checking your ready for our match tonight.

James has a determined look on his face as he answers Reinhardt.

James: I'm gonna make Steve Austin realize how much he messed up by making an enemy of me. I don't care if I have to snap Knight's arm. Hell even if I have to break Matthews ankle. If need be I'll kill The Wh_

Reinhardt cuts James off before he can finish the name.

Reinhardt: We're not exactly looking to commit a homicide tonight. We just wanna kick some ass and walk out as the victors.

James: Well I'm gonna make sure that happens. Tonight the three baddest men on the planet will be UNLEASHED!.

James then goes back to his Hindu squats. Reinhardt grins and then heads off to get prepared. Ramon can be heard coughing in the distance as the screen fades to black.

[Andy_3:16]

The camera fades in outside of the Georgia Dome, where Night of the Immortals will be held. A cloud of smoke comes into the picture, and Donny Ramon steps in. He is wearing a suit with a hat, and he's smoking his trademark cigar. He looks at the Dome, and turns to the camera.

Donny Ramon: Well, here it is: the Georgia Dome, where Night of the Immortals will be held. We are about 26 hours away from show time, and what a show it's going to be! Also, you can't have a show without this man.

Ramon smiles, and points to himself.

Donny Ramon: Tomorrow night, I'm involved in an Unleashed vs. Onslaught Six-Man Tag Match. My partners, one half of the CCW Tag champions, Vincent Reinhardt, and a newcomer on Unleashed, a former Onslaught competitor, Joshua James. On behalf of Unleashed, welcome Joshua James.

Now, our opponents, Onslaught. The team will consist of "The Smooth Operator" Marcus Knight, "Captain Charisma" Adam Matthews, and The Wh_ (A car suddenly crashes into a parked car. Donny turns to look and shakes his head.)

Donny Ramon: Now I'm not really taking this time to talk about my match, I'm...well...actually I am here to talk about my match, but I'm here because tonight, I'm going to have some fun. I need to take my mind off snapping each and everyone of their necks tomorrow night. Vincent is somewhere in Atlanta having a good time, so why can't Donny Ramon have some fun? Tonight, I'm going to have some fun. I'M OFF!

Ramon takes a puff of his Cuban and walks off. The camera fades out. The camera fades in on the Atlanta streets, where Donny Ramon is walking around having a good time. A gorgeous woman passes him and he turns around to look. He's still watching, still walking, and he bumps into a pole. His cigar pops out of his mouth and falls down in a gutter. He sits up, and realizes his cigar is gone. He looks down the gutter and he sees his cigar still lit. He pounds the ground.

Donny Ramon: Oh no, no, come on! That was my last one! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck! God damn fucking pole making me drop my fucking last cigar! Motherfuckin' pole. Why the fuck is it right there in the way! Damn it.

He continues to ramble on, as people around him are staring at him, and children are covering their ears. They just walk away. Ramon continues, but he is distracted by another woman. He gets up and walks by her.

Donny Ramon: Hey baby, how you doin'?

We fade out, and it fades in on a bar, where Donny is drinking his Heineken. He's not very drunk, just a little zoned out.

Donny Ramon: Oh man, I'm so going to kick Onslaught's ass tomorrow night. They have no idea what they're going to go through. I need another Heineken over here!

The bar-tender hands him another beer and a woman sits next to him. He looks over at her and smiles, and she does the same, except when he turns back she makes a weird face. Donny gets a little closer to her her, and she feels a bit uncomfortable.

Donny Ramon: I was thinking, after Team Unleashed's win at Night of the Immortals, you and me, back at the hotel for some fun. How does that sound, baby?

She stands up and smacks him across the face. She leaves, and Donny just stares on.

Donny Ramon: She likes me, I know it.

He sips on his beer, and it fades out. It fades in on the streets again, where Ramon is walking around enjoying the night-life. He looks at the different stores and places. He then passes a strip club, but he walks off.

Donny Ramon: Not going in there, after what happened last time.

He continues to walk, and he spots Reinhardt and James sitting on a bench.

Donny Ramon: So what did you guys do tonight?

Reinhardt: We just walked about, got something to eat, that's about it.

James: We went into the strip club over there.

Reinhardt hits James in the stomach.

Donny Ramon: Oh really? Well did anything exciting happen in there?

Reinhardt: We were there for about 5 minutes, because I had to take a piss.

James: While he was going, I watched the fine women in there doin' their stuff.

Donny nods. Reinhardt and James get up and they start walking. They suddenly stop.

Donny: So are you guys ready for tomorrow night?

Reinhardt: I'm so ready. How about you, Joshua?

Joshua: I'm ready. Austin doesn't even know what's in store.

Donny: Good, good. Lets get back to the hotel and relax. We have a along night ahead of us.

Oh, and Onslaught, be ready, because the three of us...

They stand together. They all yell.

WILL BE UNLEASHED!

They walk off, as the screen fades to black.

[Stinger Splash]

'Captain Charisma' Adam Matthews is shown in the locker room sitting on a bench. He's just finished lacing up his boots as the camera zooms in on his face. He looks up with a determined look and begins talking.

Matthews: I'm not one for brand unity but...

He pauses, waiting for the right words to come to them.

Matthews:...tonight is about more than brand unity. You see, i don't really care all that much about Onslaught to be completely honest but let's face it, it's far better than Unleashed. Although it is true that the best on Onslaught are just average compared to me, the best on Unleashed suck. I was champ and would still be champ on that show if I hadn't gotten bored. That's right, I got bored. There was really no competition on that show and I want to be challenged. After a while, I needed to start fresh. I proved I was best by even winning my last match on that show on a PPV against one of their top talents.

Matthews laughs to himself.

Matthews: If that's what you can call it. Tonight, every fan in this arena will see Team Onslaught and see greatness and Knight and The Wh...

Matthews sneezes before he can finish the name and just continues his thought

Matthews:...are going to be there too. Unleashed will be exposed for what it is: a fraud.
Tonight, everyone in the arena will remember this: ain't nobody dope as me.