CCW Onslaught! (02/23/07)

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The Onslaught video package plays across the screen, interlacing past matches and profiles of some of the major players of Onslaught while "Best of You" youtube.com/watch?v=Pd_p1A7WVNs plays. When the intro is finished the usual pyro shoots up and the camera pans across an excited audience in Washington DC.

Malenko: "Hello and welcome to another action packed edition of Friday Night Onslaught, I'm Dean Malenko."

Matthews: "And I'm Josh Matthews; and boy, do we have a kickass show for you tonight, folks!"

Malenko: "You're damn straight we do, Josh. With just 48 hours until Night Of The Immortals, CCW Onslaught is defying all rationality by giving our fans a sneak peek of things to come!"

Matthews: "The Neutron Star" Jerome Novaho will take on Jimmie Bones . . . and the team of Full Metal Jack and "Princess" Sophia Simpson will take on the CCW American Heavyweight Champion, "The Enigma" Chris 6yxx, and the challenger to Simpson's Women's Championship at Night Of The Immortals, Rayne. This we do know, and can confirm . . ."

All of a sudden, a guitar begins to play that the crowd instantly recognizes and they take great pride in singing along to the lyrics; cutting off Matthews in mid-sentence.

"RE! SPECT! WALK! What do you say?"

Two figures in familiar garb come out onto the stage to an awe-inspiring round of cheers. Both men sport huge grins, but as they make their way down the ramp, the crowd realizes that something is amiss. One of them holds out a hand to shake with a fan, then pulls it quickly away while slapping the same fan with his free hand as his partner applauds the performance.

Mathews "What the hell? That's not Khaos, it's..."

Malenko "Shut up for once, Josh, and watch your screen!"

The two men continue down and venture across a boy slurping down cola from a straw with a t-shirt sporting the phrase "Let Khaos Reign." One looks to the other, points to the young fan and the slaps the soda out of his grasp. The boy looks to be on the verge of tears which only makes the "champions" laugh harder. By now, it's plain to see that these men aren't Ryan Kage and Kris Kain, but David and Danny Lord dressed as Khaos.

Taking their precious time, they climb the steel stairs and once through the ropes, finally arrive at their destination.

Not-Ryan Kage "Greetings, town, from the 3-time.....*Not-Kris Kain motions to him, correcting him* oh, sorry, I never learned to count. The 2-time World Tag Team Champions! It seems like an eternity since we've been in the ring. I wonder why. Do you know why, Kris?"

Not-Kris Kain "Because we have no talent?" Ryan nods and goes to speak, but his partner interrupts him. "Because our title win at Resurrection was a fluke?" Again, Ryan agrees and tries to continue, but Not-Kris won't let up. "Because....."

Not-Ryan Kage "Alright, Kris!"

Not-Kris Kain "Because we suck!"

Not-Ryan Kage "Okay, Kris, enough. Jeez, your breath reeks. What toilet have you been kissing?"

Not-Kris Kain "Her name is Shirley."

Not-Ryan Kage "My best...okay, my only friend Kris makes a good point. We really got lucky at Resurrection. I mean, who knows what might have happened if we'd been forced to wrestle...uh, what were those guys' names again?"

Not-Kris Kain "Butch and Sundance?"

Not-Ryan Kage "No."

Not-Kris Kain "Siskel and Ebert?"

Not-Ryan Kage "Isn't one of them dead?"

Not-Kris Kain "Oh! I know, Bert and Ernie!"

Not-Ryan Kage "That's them! Nothing but a bunch of muppets!"

Not-Kris Kain "We sure are lucky those Lord guys took care of them for us. We sure wouldn't have gotten the job done ourselves."

Not-Ryan Kage "Kris, that is so true. You know, I think we should thank David and Danny by giving them a shot at the title. What do you think, folks?"

The crowd isn't too fond of the idea, but "Ryan" seems adamant.

Not-Ryan Kage "Yeah, let's get that general manager out here and make this official!"

"There's NO way in HELL you're ever going to get a title shot!"

The crowd bursts into cheers as the real Khaos come walking out onto the stage. Not-Kris Kain slides out of the ring, grabs a chair and then slides back in, ready to introduce it to Ryan and Kris should they try to enter. But they remain calm and start walking down the ramp.

Ryan Kage "You bastards have a lot of nerve coming out here and mocking us. It seems to me you're not in the good graces of a lot of people these days. I mean, you attacked Shane and Cougar for no reason. Why DID you do that?"

Not-Ryan Kage "I don't have....."

Ryan Kage "IT DOESN'T MATTER WHY YOU DID IT!"

This gets the crowd roaring with cheers as "Ryan" grimaces and grips the mic harder, forming both hands into fists.

Ryan Kage "What matters are these." *motions at the real tag team titles* "You see, you may dress like Khaos, you may walk and talk like Khaos, but you'll never be the one thing that Khaos has been - champions!"

He lets this sink in.

Ryan Kage "You're not even a one-time champion. You're both NO-TIME Champions!"

Both members of Khaos begin to laugh, which draws the ire of the men who came out trying to mock them. Not-Kris Kain starts to move for the ropes, but Not-Ryan Kage stops him and shakes his head. He knows that going outside makes them vulnerable to attack.

Ryan Kage "So, at Night of the Immortals II, it's not going to be Khaos versus the Lords no matter how much you wish upon a star. Since we have a say in who we accept challenges from, I'm telling you right now, it'll never be you!"

David pulls off his wig, revealing his short dark hair underneath.

David Lord "Yeah, I bet you think you're so smart, Ryan. Well, let's get Austin out here anyway, because the Lords have an 'ace' up our sleeve."

Mathews "Ace? What does he mean by ace?"

Malenko "If you'll shut up, maybe we'll find out!"

After a few seconds, the sound of broken glass echoes throughout the arena as the general manager Steve Austin comes walking out to thunderous applause. Ryan and Kris look up at him as he stops at the top of the ramp and motions to the four men.

Steve Austin "You asked for the general manager, you got him and it better be damn important. I was busy!"

David Lord "Oh, it's important! I want you to give my brother and I a title match at Night of the Immortals II."

Steve Austin "Why the hell should I do that? What have you done lately to prove you deserve one? You attack my wrestlers, you ruin the matches I book. No! I may not like these sumbitches between us..." *motioning at Ryan and Kris* "....but I'll be damned if I'm going to let you two in-bred jackasses lead me around by the collar, either. So you ain't getting no title match!"

David Lord "Is that your final answer?"

Steve Austin "Who are you, Alex Trabek? You're damn right it's my final answer."

David begins to laugh and his brother follows suit, prompting Austin to wonder what's up.

Steve Austin "Why the hell are you laughing?"

David Lord "Oh, Steve." *Austin takes great offense to this and walks down a bit further* "I hate to break this to you, but you really don't have any choice in the matter. You're going to give a title match whether you want to or not."

Steve Austin "I sure as hell would like to know why I am!"

David Lord "Well, it's simple. You see, back in September, we faced Ryan and Kris in a match with a unique stipulation. I do believe....yes, it was called an Anytime Contract Match. And gosh, who won that contract, Danny?"

Danny Lord "We did, David."

David Lord "Indeed we did, indeed we did. So, Steve, you have no choice in the matter....because at NOTI II, we're cashing in our contract....and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it!"

Both Lord brothers start laughing at their actions which have forced both Austin and Khaos into a corner.

Ryan Kage "No! We refuse to acknowledge that contract. Steve....er, Mr. Austin, you can't seriously consider that stipulation valid! I mean, that was almost six months ago! It's become null and void."

David Lord "Wrong! The contract is valid anytime, whether it be next week or next year. So, it's crystal clear, there's nothing you or Kris can do, except lose at NOTI II!"

Josh Mathews "What a bomb David just dropped! How is our general manager going to respond to this?"

Dean Malenko "If he's smart, he'll give the Lords what they deserve - a title shot."

David Lord "So, what do you have to say about that, Steve?"

Steve Austin "First off, if you call me Steve one more time, I'm going to take those titles that you seem so fond of winning and shove 'em up your ass. As for the title match, I can't change you cashing in that Whatever Wussy Contract, so at NOTI II.....you got your title shot!"

The crowd begins to boo heavily, upset that the Lord have seemingly outsmarted both Khaos and Steve Austin with a long forgotten stipulation.

Ryan Kage "You can't be serious!"

Steve Austin "Well, hell, what other choice do I have?"

The general manager ponders his options for a few seconds and then smiles a big toothy grin.

Steve Austin "Yeah, okay, I can't change who you face at Night of the Immoratals II, Ryan. But I can add onto it."

David Lord "What....what do you mean?"

Steve Austin "I mean that I'm giving Ryan and Kris the option of adding onto this match. They can make it a No Disqualification match. It can be a Falls Count Anywhere match. Hell, they can say Hell in a Cell and it's a done deal."

David Lord "That's not fair!"

Steve Austin "Look at it as my way of painting myself out of a corner."

Josh Mathews "I wonder what Khaos will decide."

Dean Malenko "Whatever it is, the Lords can handle it."

Ryan Kage "Well, that's quite an opportunity. Kris, what do you think we should choose."

Kris Kain "Gosh, I don't know, we could make it a cage match."

The audience cheer at this possibility.

Ryan Kage "No, I think we should keep it simple."

Kris Kain "Hey, there's this promotion I heard about that has ropes crossing the ring and you have to shimmy across to grab the belts..."

Ryan Kage "That's the lamest thing I've ever heard."

Kris Kain "Well, how about scaffolding?"

Ryan Kage "Are you kidding? No, but you're on the right track. I think I've figured it out. We'll give the Lord brothers a sporting chance, even though they denied others such luxuries."

Steve Austin "What do you have in mind?"

Ryan Kage "Mr. Austin...we're going to take these titles and hang them high above the ring..."

The crowd begins to roar when they realize what Ryan is leading to.

Ryan Kage "And the only way to get to them will be from this!"

Ryan runs down to the ring with Kris not far behind. He rummages underneath and finding what he was looking for, pulls out at 30 foot ladder. He throws it forward, sending it falling against the ropes and pushes it into the ring. David and Danny run for cover as the ladder flies towards them.

Kris Kain "YES! David and Danny, we may have to face you, but it's going to be in a Ladder Match! How does that sound, Mr. General Manager?"

Steve rubs the stubble on his chin, but smiles after a second.

Steve Austin "I like it! It's official! Khaos vs. Lords of Flatbush at Night of the Immortals II for the World Tag Team titles in a Ladder Match! And that's the bottom line....cause Stone Cold says so!"

Josh Mathews "Oh wow! Night of the Immortals II just took another step up the wrung of success with this announcement! I can't wait to see this!"

Dean Malenko "It appears so, Josh. I have to say I'm impressed."

Steve Austin's music begins to play as he exits the arena, most likely to go back and drink more beer. Ryan and Kris slide into the ring and set up the ladder. Mounting it, they gaze down upon David and Danny as the crowd cheers them, excited for the future match.

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

Camera cuts backstage to the Revolution lockerroom and we see each member of the stable along with Chris 6yxx prepping for his match

6yxx: "Just a few days away T-Rex...and on the grandest stage of them all, I will prove to the world why I am 'The Enigma' and I will walk out with the American championship right around my waist."

Both men chuckle and Fantomas enters

Fantomas: "Hey man excited to finally see Sophia in action?"

6yxx: "Naw man I think you got it the other way around. She is the one excited to see 'The Enigma' in action. And she will watch in awe as Chris 6yxx beats Jack down to a bloody pulp!"

T-Rex: "Whats up with you two anyway?"

6yxx: "Well like all the women millions of women around the world, Sophia Simpson is infatuated with 'The Enigma'. Its obvious she wants me and lets be real...who doesnt? It is only a matter of time until Sophia realizes that she needs to be around quality talent with the likes of T-Rex, Fantomas, and 6yxx instead of those Dallas Justice bastards."

Fantomas: "What about The Wh_?"

6yxx: "What about him? He will get whats coming to him sooner or later...you just wait and see."

T-Rex and Fantomas look puzzled

6yxx: "Haha...I'm playin with yall you know I wouldnt do that. Besides I got bigger and better things going on right now. We are a team and teams stick together to the end. But nothing lasts forever. Now if you dont mind, I gotta get ready."

As 6yxx turns around he bumps into the chest of The Wh_ along with Rayne

6yxx: "Aint this a bitch?"

Wh_: "Now Chris what were you saying about "nothing lasts forever"?"

6yxx: "I was talking about Full Metal Jack's "Vote Jack" campaign. He figures that he can win over the minds of people when they already know that he has no chance against me."

Wh_: "Yeah thats what I thought. I trust everything is in order?"

6yxx: "We were just waiting for you. We were wondering how you wanted things to go down during the match."

The Wh_: "Good. Now I was thinking that first...."

Camera slowly fades to black as The Wh_ discusses strategy

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The video fades into the Onslaught backstage area where Dean Stewart can be seen listening with a glass up to a door, voices can be heard inside including a female giggling, Dean crouchs down to look through the keyhole, all of a sudden the voices stop and the door flies open causing Dean to fall back onto his ass in shock, standing before him is the CCW Global Heavyweight Title holder J-Man.

J-Man: "Dean, what the hell are you doing?"

Dean: "How did you know I was listening?"

J-Man: "Easy, your heavy breathing through the keyhole there, god it sounded worse than a Walrus combined with the worlds loudest fart and don't ever answer my questions with another question or I'll give you a stern kick to the head"

Dean: "But why?"

Realising what he's just done, Dean covers the top of his head not noticing his face is fully exposed, J-Man gives him a firm kick to the face but nothing too strong.

Dean: "Oh my god, I think you broke my nose"

J-Man: "Well serves you right for eavesdropping, now if I were you I'd run along to your Closet Homosexuals Anonymous meeting before you miss it"

Dean: "They actually have those?"

J-Man looks surprised and looks strangely at Stewart, who is now the colour of a ripe tomato, he quickly runs off down the corridor before he embarasses himself anymore, just as J-Man is about to walk back into his suite he looks in the opposite direction to where Dean ran and comes face to face with JD Wheeler....

J-Man looks Wheeler up and down as he just stands there staring straight J-Man into J-Man's eyes.

J-Man: "You ever get deja vu? What the hell do you want? I'm a little busy right now."

Wheeler stares into J-Man's eyes for a few more seconds before laying his eyes on the Global Heavyweight title on J-Man's shoulders. J-Man clutches his title a little harder and begins to prepare himself for any problems in the very near-future. Wheeler then looks back at J-Man.

Wheeler: "So this is what has become of my precious title? Stuck on the shoulder of an absolute asshole. God I'm so depressed."

J-Man: "Why? Because you've realized that the title is now in the hands of a worthy champion?"

Wheeler: "No...that won't happen until this Sunday when Shawn Greene wipes the floor with you."

J-Man: "Oh please. Shawn Greene the champion of this brand? The title would be as out of place as you are in a library. He has no chance in hell of walking out of Night of the Immortals as the champion. This title will still be around my waist."

Wheeler: "Didn't you say that sometime....oh I don't know....last year? And look what happen. You let Versus walk out as the champion. I have a feeling the fans are gonna see a repeat."

J-Man: "Very funny. Speaking of Versus, good luck in that match. I don't think I should be telling you this what with me not liking you and all, but he's not one to go easy on someone just because they're still not big enough to ride the big kid rides."

Wheeler: "Careful J-Man. Keep that tongue going and you might just start walking around with my boot lodged where mommy used to put the thermometer. By the end of my match, the whole world will see that I would have been the World champion last year."

J-Man: "Sure....if you hadn't gotten eliminated in the first round."

Wheeler: "Hey! Accidents happen....which explains you. But rest a sure, I would've brought the World Heavyweight title to Onslaught simply because I'm better than you. That's why I became a 2-time Global champion before you could even win your first."

J-Man begins to shake a little with anger.

Wheeler: "And I'm willing to prove it even more. How about you and I meet in the ring later tonight?"

J-Man: "Why do you think I would get the ring a little smurf such as yourself? How about this? You go back to circle jerking with your buddies while I go back to (Looks in the direction of his locker room) entertaining my female guests."

Wheeler: "Leave my friends out of this J-Man. Unlike some of the worthless cunts in this business...namely you, they are winners."

J-Man: "JD, even a man of obvious limited intelligence such as yourself can see that your friends are nothing more than deadbeat leeches, especially those two you call the Midnight...something or other."

Wheeler: "Hey! No one makes fun of my friends except me! And....maybe Stone Cold. If you don't want to face me in a one-on-one match, then how about tonight you find yourself two friends and meet Danny, Steve, and myself in the ring?"

J-Man thinks it over a few moments.

J-Man: "Alright. You're on though I do feel somewhat bad that Versus won't get the chance to put you in the hospital himself."

Wheeler: "Well if I were you, which thank God I'm not, I would be spending as much time with that title (Points to the Global title) as possible before Sunday. 'Cos after Night of the Immortals, you'll never get to see that title ever again."

The two get into an intense stare down for a few seconds. The tension between the two begin to rise and it's possible they could start the match right then and there. But before any violent actions can take place, Wheeler walks right by J-Man and heads back to his locker room as J-Man looks on with cold, evil eyes.

Camera fades to black.

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The camera fades back in from black, and opens on a shot of Bruce Buffer standing in the ring; ready to make an announcement:

Bruce Buffer: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first . . .”

As the infamous intro riff to “Bad To The Bone” begins playing over the P.A., Jimmie Bones steps out onto the stage to a more mixed reaction than his appearance usually evokes. Of course, he doesn’t even pretend to acknowledge their reaction, and continues walking down the length of the aisle as Buffer wastes no time in going through his introduction . . .

Buffer: “From Detroit, Michigan . . . weighing in at three hundred and twenty eight pounds . . .

Jimmie BONES!”

Bones reaches the ringside area, and hops up onto the apron in order to crack his knuckles before entering the ring; completely unaware that Jerome Novaho has since hopped over the security barrier, and started sizing him up for the following until it is entirely too late . . .

SMACK

“OH!”

Novaho executes a Shawn Michaels-esque Superkick to the back of Bones’ right knee; the force of which causes Bones to loose his footing, and fall back toward the black protective mats along the floor in obvious pain. Novaho simply smirks at this, and follows through with a few well-placed stomps to the kneecap as Bones lies on his left side; each strike eliciting a cry of both anger, and concern, as Bones grits his teeth in an attempt to fight through the pain.

Novaho doesn’t allow this to go on for too long, however, as he then bends down take control of Bones by the base of his neck, and forces him back up to a wobbly, semi-lackadaisical base near the apron. Novaho then proceeds to pound away at the sore right leg of his opponent whilst at the same time pushing him into the ring underneath the lull of the bottom rope . . .

SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK

“AH!”

Bones cries out even louder, as the damage is increasing with every strike, and Novaho is finally able to push him inside. Jerome then jogs up the nearby section of steel stairs, steps inside through the gap of the top and middle ropes, and goes right back to work on the leg with a knee drop as the official reluctantly signals for the bell.

The match is now officially underway . . .

DING! DING! DING!

Bones struggles to pull himself up with the assistance of the east side set of ropes as Novaho poses near the center of the ring to an uncharacteristic chorus of boos. His efforts prove futile, however, as Jerome responds with a running dropkick to the point of his right knee at the very moment it appears as though he is about to succeed . . .

SMACK

“OH!”

Bones collapses back to the canvas, and Novaho pushes back to his feet in order to drag Bones’ body toward the center of the ring; softening him up with a few more stomps to the inflicted area before performing his signature taunt to yet another rousing chorus of boos. He then crosses his arms over one another as to tell Bones, and the fans, to “fuck off”, before turning his attention toward the northwest corner. He steps out onto the apron of the east side set of ropes, jogs up to the top turnbuckle pad, squats down to maintain his balance, and then leaps forward as to not waste any valuable time . . .

“OH!”

Novaho connects with the Swan Dive Headbutt to Bones’ right kneecap, and although it harms him, as well, the solid connection is more than worth the self-inflicted pain as Bones once again rolls over onto his left side; grasping at the lifeless limb, and trying his best to dull the pain as Novaho slowly rises back to a vertical base. He then bends down at Bones’ head, forces him up onto one foot, and cradles his body in position for a T-Bone Suplex; slightly hyper extending the sore right knee, in his left arm, and using it for leverage as he pushes back to throw Bones overhead!

“OH!”

Bones lands on the base of his neck, and tumbles through to where he is lying on his back along the canvas; the amount of vigor behind the throw leaving him unable to comprehend what is going on, as his body is reaching near unconsciousness due to the amount of pain he is fighting in his leg. Novaho responds to this by scurrying back to his feet, performing his signature taunt yet again in order to increase the amount of heat being guided in his direction, and forcing Bones back to a lackadaisical base; taking him right back down with an unnecessarily devastating version of “The Nova Effect”!

“OH!”

Bones’ body bounces off of the canvas, and then remains stationary as Novaho rolls over onto his chest for the attempted cover:

ONE . . .

TWO . . .

THREE . . .

DING! DING! DING!

Novaho pushes back to his feet, proud of what he has accomplished, and allows the official to raise his left arm overhead as to signify his victory . . .

Buffer: “Here is your winner . . . ‘The Neutron Star’; Jerome NOVAHO!”

Novaho then pushes the official away, and proceeds to taunt near the west side set of ropes as “Crawl Through Knives” begins sounding over the loudspeakers for the first time, thus far. The boos being directed at his person inexplicably transition into an immense chorus of cheers, however, as Matt Downing hops over the security barrier near the announce table, and slowly crawls inside the ring behind his former best friend.

He continues crawling on his belly until he is directly behind Novaho, and watches on from the ground until he turns around; popping back to his feet (ala Randy Orton), giving him a swift right boot to the midsection, and driving him face first into the canvas with an emphatic “Downward Spiral”!

“YEAH!”

Novaho is rendered immobile almost immediately, and Downing wastes no time in removing him from the ring by pushing him under the bottom rope with his feet; the cheers reaching an all-time high, in terms of volume, as the former fan favorites body hits the protective mats along the floor with a splat.

Matt Downing then crouches down into a fighting stance, should Jerome try to answer back, and pops back up into a vertical base to perform his signature taunt to an even louder, more enthusiastic chorus of cheers than his original appearance had brought about. He remains in this pose as the screen fades to black for a much-needed commercial break . . .

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The camera opens on a shot of four members of Dallas Justice in their locker room. JD Wheeler is busy lacing up his boots for the tag match tonight. Next to him on his right, Amy Wheeler is busy doing nothing. Danny is busying stretching various parts of his body. Sitting to JD's left, Steve is busy checking his phone to see if any of the girls he gave his number to called. To his disappointment, none did.

JD: "You know, I've been thinking....what the hell is going on in CCW lately? First, Nathan Versus cheap shots me last week after our tag match. Then again, I probably should have expected that. Can't believe I thought that guy could change. And then there's J-Man. I mean, I thought I knew the guy. He was kinda like the poor man's version of me. Then, he goes and turns on Greene and gets in my face. What the fuck?"

Danny: "What exactly is your point?"

JD: "My point is, you can never truly know who someone is. In fact....(Looks at the others)....how do I know I could trust any of you guys?"

Amy: "What?!"

JD: "No seriously. Do I really know you guys? I never thought y'all would rob me of my money, but y'all did anyway. In fact, do any of us really know anything about each other? I think we need a little test."

JD turns his attention to Steve.

JD: "Hey Steve. Quick, when is Amy's birthday?"

Steve: "Well...it was yesterday JD."

JD eyes grow wide as he is surprised by the news. He slowly turns his attention to Amy who's nodding in agreement. Seeing this, JD has a look of surprise, nervousness, and fear.

JD: "Oh....uh.....gee......I-I-I......I'm sorry I missed it sis."

Amy doesn't respond. Instead, she just stares at him coldly as JD swallows hard. An awkward silence fills the locker room as no one knows what to say next....not to mention the fact JD looks like he's walking his last mile. The silence is eventually broken though when Onslaught GM Stone Cold Steve Austin enters the locker room. For the first time since joining CCW, JD is glad to see Stone Cold. JD quickly gets out of his seat and heads to Austin.

JD: "Oh hey Stone Cold! Come on in! Come on in! Boy, you don't stop by often enough! How's it going buddy!"

Austin is taken aback by JD's attitude and takes a second look around locker room.

Stone Cold: "Wrong locker room."

Austin starts to head out the door, but JD clutches his arm preventing him from leaving. JD closes in on Austin so none of the others can hear him.

JD: "Look....your arrival is just a matter of convenience. That's all. Just stay here because (Looks at Amy, then back at Austin) if you leave, I have a feeling I'm gonna be gutted."

Stone Cold: "Son...would you let go of my arm?"

JD lets go of Austin's arm and backs away giving Austin breathing room again.

JD: "Anyway, what are doing here?"

Stone Cold: "Two things, first....who gave you the authority to book matches on Stone Cold's show?"

JD: "You got a problem with the tag match?"

Stone Cold: "Yes I do. In case you've forgotten son, Onslaught has the main event for Night of the Immortals, and I would prefer it if my competitors in the match were at 100%. Gotta keep the match quality up to Onslaught standards. Know what I mean son?"

JD: "So you want Greene and J-Man protected."

Stone Cold: "Exactly."

JD: "Yet, you've never had any qualms about squashing the life out of me, your top draw."

Stone Cold: "Well that's not entirely true right now. And that brings me to my next problem. I also need you at 100% for your match Nathan Versus."

JD: "I didn't know you cared about me."

Stone Cold: "I don't. What I do care about is another victory for Onslaught over Unleashed. I want to keep the streak alive. Now despite the traitor James jumping ship, Knight, Matthews, and Wh_(The loud sound of the air conditioner kicking on drowns out Stone Cold) have guaranteed victory in their tag match against the Unleashed team. I'm hoping I can expect the same for you."

JD: "Look Austin, my victory over old man Versus is a lock, but it's not because of you or for Onslaught's pride. I couldn't give a shit about any of that right now. You see, Versus decided to make this personal between us and that was his first mistake. His second mistake will occur when he's actually stupid enough to step in the ring with me. This victory....Nathan's execution....is for me and not you."

Stone Cold doesn't seem to take kindly to those words and stares directly into JD's eyes. Sensing this, Danny quickly steps in between the two.

Danny: "Uhh...he didn't mean that Mr. Austin. Of course he's doing it for Onslaught. Onslaught's pride and your happiness is always a top priority for Dallas Justice."

JD turns Danny around pushes him out of the middle of Stone Cold and JD.

JD: "Stop sucking up to him!!"

Stone Cold laughs to himself.

Stone Cold: (To Danny) "That's what Stone Cold likes to hear. (To JD) It would be a nice thing to rub in Bret Hart's face knowing I have the top wrestlers on my show. Just think, Onslaught Icon vs. Unleashed Icon with the winner becoming the top man of CCW. And I want that man to be on my show. So think about it JD, you win and you'll have the bragging rights for the rest of your life. You might even get a title shot in the future, but I can't guarantee that. And if you lose....you get a good swift kick in the ass. How does that sound?"

JD: "How about you give me a real incentive? If I win, I get to kick you in the ass."

Stone Cold: "You know son if you really wanted another title shot, instead of thinking about kicking my ass, you should be thinking about kissing it."

JD: "Hey...what do you think I look like? One of your monkeys?"

Sensing more trouble, Danny turns to Steve.

Danny: (Whispering) "Hey Steve...you say something now. And make sure it's good enough to get on Austin's good side."

Steve: "Oh...."

Caught off guard, Steve gets out of his chair and heads over to Stone Cold.

Steve: "Ummm....you know Mr. Austin, I'm sure those are some lucky monkeys."

Everyone just stares at Steve....except Danny who slaps him in the back of his head. Steve steps back into the background.

JD: "I don't have to suck up to you Austin because I know if you ever want Onslaught to have the ratings it did when it first debuted, you'll give me the title shot I deserve."

Stone Cold: "We'll see about that. As for right now, that tag match for tonight is not happening."

JD: "Oh...yes it is."

Stone Cold: "What?"

JD clenches his fists in anger and looks like he's about to strike Austin, but he calms himself down.

JD: "You heard me. The match is going to happen. Whether you sanction this match or not, it's gonna take place. Only, if you don't sanction the match, the chances of J-Man surviving for Night of the Immortals decreases drastically."

Stone Cold gets into JD's face. With neither man backing down, it looks like things are about to reach a boiling point. Before anything happens though, Stone Cold smiles.

Stone Cold: "Not bad Wheeler. There may be hope for you yet. Fine...the match is on."

Austin turns around and starts to head out the door. But before he leaves, he turns back to JD.

Stone Cold: "Oh....and good luck Sunday."

Austin then exits the room. JD turns his attention to the others.

JD: "Well that was....strange. Anyway, I can't believe you guys keep buttering him up."

Amy, who's been keeping quiet the whole time, gets up out of her chair.

Amy: "Well you know JD, that's easy for you to say. After all you, Jack, and Sophia have matches on CCW's biggest PPV of the year and Danny, Steve, and myself got the left in the dust."

JD: "Oh so you guys are jealous. Well you know, you don't really have to be. Well....you do have to be jealous of Sophia and me, but you don't have to be jealous of Jack. You see, I don't know about a lot of things. I don't know about life. I don't know about the world. And...I don't want to know anything about Brittany Spears' home life. But I do know that Jack is a member of Dallas Justice. Sophia hasn't been with us long enough. Anyway, Jack is a member and I do know that there is no way in the world that God will ever let a member of Dallas Justice succeed in anything. Now then, do y'all feel better now?"

The three look at each other.

Steve: (Sarcastic) "Oh yeah JD. We're high as kites now."

JD: "Good. Now that that's all behind us, we need to concentrate on tonight."

Amy: "Wait. Hold on JD. So are you saying God also won't let you win against Versus?"

JD: "Uhh...I....ummm....n-no. Shut up."

Danny: "And if we're not allowed to succeed in anything, how did you become a 2-time Global champion and Amy a former Women's champion?"

JD: "I.....I can see y'all thought this through a little bit more than I did. Fine. I don't know anything about anything. You happy now? Can we focus on the tag match please?"

The others nod and they begin discussing strategy.

Camera fades to black.

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The camera opens on a shot of the soon to be CCW American champion Full Metal Jack and CCW Women's champion Sophia Simpson backstage talking with each other and getting ready for their tag match.

FMJ: "You know Sophia, I'm getting real excited about Night of the Immortals. Just think of what is waiting for me when I become America's new champion. I'll be a national celebrity. TV.....movies.....or made for TV movies......or...uh....or movies made from old TV. The possibilities are endless."

Sophia: "Yeah....sure Jack. But let's just focus on tonight. It's best we get a jump start on those knuckle walkers. Then come Night of the Immortals, both our matches will be a walk in the park."

FMJ: "You sure?"

Sophia: "Is the Pope Catholic?"

FMJ: "How the hell should I know?"

Sophia sighs and shakes her head.

Sophia: "Yes Jack, I'm sure. How about this...don't worry about the title match and treat this match as another showing of Dallas Justice's dominance over The Revolution. Hell, it's not like they're really a group anymore."

FMJ: "They weren't really a group to begin with."

Jack and Sophia laugh together.

FMJ: "Alright then. Let's get to it. After you."

Sophia: "hank you."

Sophia walks past Jack, who then follows her as they both make their way to the ring.

Camera fades to black.

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The camera pans around the audience and then cuts to the announcers at ringside.

Mathews: "Our next match combines two of the matches for Night of the Immortals, the womens title and the American Title"

Malenko: "The tension backstage for these two matches has reached boiling point, Dallas Justice and Revolution have been at ends with each other for months now and it continues at Night of the Immortals"

Mathews: "Firstly Chris 6yxx, our American Champion, takes on a man who he has had several runs in with in the past, but at our last Pay Per View, Full Metal Jack won a Triple Threat to earn himself a title this Sunday!!"

Malenko: "Then we have the Womens match, Sophia Simpson continues her fantastic reign with a defence against Revolution queen, the silent but deadly Rayne, can she topple the unstoppable diva, we will find out this Sunday!!"

Right at the moment, "Miami" by Will Smith hits the speakers and The Womens Champion, Sophia Simpson walks out with the Womens title attached around her waist, she waves out to the crowd and starts to walk slowly down the ramp, tagging a few of the younger fans hands on the way down.

Bruce Buffer: "The following match is scheduled for a one fall, making her way to the ring first from Miami, Florida.... weighing in at 135 pounds.... she is the CCW Womens Champion.... Princess Sophia Simpson!!"

Sophia slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle on the right and takes the title off her waist to hold up in the air with her right hand while she blows kisses at the fans with her left, she jumps down and hands the title over to the referee and settles into a corner of the ring while her music fades out, after a few moments of just hearing the noise of the crowd along with the odd wolf-whistle directed at Sophia, suddenly the lights turn a green hue and "I Disappear" by Metallica then booms out of the speaker as Full Metal Jack walks out on stage.

Bruce Buffer: "And her partner, from Dallas, Texas.... weighing in at 291 pounds.... he is the number 1 contender for the American Title.... Full Metal Jack!!"

After hearing his name called, Jack lets out a deafening shout and springs his arms out wide, pyro shoots up from behind him before he heads towards the ring, he also tags a few fans on his way down, once in the ring he walks to the ropes nearest the camera and lets out another shout with his arms out wide, he then joins Sophia in the corner and the two start discussing tactics as Jack's music fades off, after a few short seconds, Tool's "Parabola" flares up and the crowd takes an instant disliking to whoever is going to walk out through the curtain, which happens to be both Rayne and Chris 6yxx, Rayne walks on past the entrance while 6yxx hangs back to do his pose and to have the firework waterfall flow behind him.

Bruce Buffer: "And their opponents, from Miami, Florida.... weighing in at 243 pounds.... he is the CCW American Champion.... Chris 6yxx and from Regina, Saskatchewan.... weighing in at 120 pounds.... she is the number 1 contender for the Womens title.... Rayne!!"

Both members of Revolution head down the ramp towards the ring, absorbing the hatred that gets thrown their way, they slide into the ring simultaneously and immeadiately get into the faces of Sophia and Jack, the referee has to step in and separate the two teams, 6yxx and Rayne head to their corner and discuss who is going to start the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Chris points to the corner and Rayne nods in agreement, so Chris walks to the centre of the ring, Jack sees that 6yxx is starting and walks towards him as Sophia goes behind the ropes, Jack throws a quick punch which knocks 6yxx off his feet, Chris jumps back up only to get knocked back down again with another right hand, Jack then lifts 6yxx up and then picks him up off the mat and slams him down with authority with a Powerslam, while he is on the mat Jack drops his knee onto 6yxx's face, Jack stands up and pulls 6yxx back to his feet again, he whips 6yxx into a corner and follows up with a clothesline.

6yxx Staggers away from the turnbuckle and goes past a waiting FMJ, who grabs 6yxx by the scruff of the neck and pulls him back to lock in a Full Nelson hold, Jack keeps the hold for a few moments before lifting the smaller man up and dropping him for a Full Nelson Slam, Jack follows up with a few Elbow Drops to the mid-section, continuing his dominance over the match so far, he then grabs 6yxx by the throat to pick him up again, he grabs Chris's weaker arm, holds it out and chops down on it a few times before using to control the distance between him and 6yxx, he holds the arm up and pulls it firmly dragging 6yxx towards him, forcing 6yxx's upper arm to collide with his shoulder, he pushes 6yxx away and repeats the same motion, Jack eventually lets go of 6yxx's arm, only to lift 6yxx up into a Fall Away Slam position, but instead of throwing him, Jack lifts 6yxx's groggy body up and above his head and poses to the crowd, before dropping Chris down behind his back, Jack makes a cover.

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The crowd pop a little as the longest reigning Womens Champion on Onslaught, now enters the ring, she smiles at Rayne looking happy that she now gets to face her in the ring before the match at NOTI 2. Sophia begins to circle the ring and goes around her opponent who is waiting in the centre for the Womens champion to make her move, just as Sophia goes for the lock Rayne pulls away and moves to the ropes, Sophia doesn't waste anytime and follows her, but Rayne jumps through the ropes and out of the ring, the two exchange words (by Simpson) and gestures (by Rayne) before Rayne starts to make her way back into the ring, Sophia grabs her to pull Rayne back into the ring but Rayne grabs Simpson by her hair and hangs Sophia up on the ropes sending her bouncing back and onto the mat, Rayne then slides into the ring and mounts the champion and lays in some punches to try and gain an advantage in the match, after a few punches the Womens Champ is on dream street, seeing an opportunity, Rayne heads to a corner of the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, she flips off to the booing crowd and does a Diving Elbow from the 2nd rope. She then covers Sophia.

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No! Sophia kicks out of the move with intent to try and keep this match going, Rayne sits Sophia up and puts her in a Rear Chinlock, feeling cocky the revolution lady actually bites Sophia in the face when the ref is behind her, this draws some major heat from the crowd, Jack tries to draw the refs attention to the goings on in the ring but this just helps Raynes cause, after about a minute of this going on, Rayne lets go of the hold and pulls Sophia to the Revolution side of the ring, where she tags in Chris 6yxx.

Mathews: "He wouldn't dare hit a woman, would he?"

Malenko: "This is Chris 6yxx, Josh, if there is something standing in his way, he will remove it, regardless of gender."

Mathews: "He is one sick man"

Rayne holds the Womens Champion's hands behind her back to prevent any retaliation, Chris then to the shock of the crowd punches the Women's champion in the face, he smiles after doing so, meanwhile Full Metal Jack is a man possessed in the corner, dying to get into the ring, but the referee keeps preventing him from doing so, 6yxx then moves in to behind Sophia and dry humps her a few times to really get the crowd going before German Suplexes her across the ring, at this moment Jack just snaps and forces his way into the ring and attacks 6yxx, he beats down on the American Champion so hard that he busts 6yxx open on the 2nd or 3rd shot, the referee has no choice but to call for the bell and disqualify Jack and Sophia . . .

DING! DING! DING!

But even though the bell has been rung, Jack continues to Pummel on the American Champion, Rayne tries to pull him off but Jack is too strong for her and he shoves her away, she staggers back and right into The Stroke from Sophia, The Womens Champion then goes over to Jack who is now calming down and relaxes him leading him away from the ring and the bloody mess that he has left Chris 6yxx in.

Malenko: "That man is an Animal."

Mathews: "6yxx deserved everything he got and there will be more to come on Sunday"

Malenko: "You know what? I think Jack might have awoken a beast after this monstrousity, this Sunday will be very interesting to watch.

Mathews: "It sure will, stay tuned we still have some more action for you after the break"

The camera fades out on a satisfied Jack and on the Titantron behind him as he backs up the ramp, a groggy and bloody Chris 6yxx being seen to by medics with Rayne looking worried by his side.

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

The camera cuts back to outside J-Man's lockeroom where J-Man walks out dressed for his match and holding his title on his shoulder, he looks around the corridor and smirks a little before looking back into his suite.

J-Man: "I'll be back to celebrate later sexy, I just have to take care of a few things . . ."

He closes the door and walks away, all along the brightly lit corridor he receives glares from the competitors of Onslaught, some disapproving of what he did to Shawn Greene and some just looking at the title.

J-Man: "Whats the matter with you all? Never seen a credible champion before? Oh yeah that's right, I'm the first!"

He walks a little futher down the corridor and comes across the Tag Team of Khaos, Ryan Kage and Kris Kain.

J-Man: "Ah, just the guys I wanted to see, the Tag Team Champions of Onslaught, how are ya lads?"

Kain: "Piss off J-Man."

J-Man: "Whoa there a minute Kage, whats with the hostility?"

Kain: "I'm Kris, he's Kage and I think you know why, you double crossing son of a bitch."

J-Man: "Oh I see, this is about Shawn Greene, isn't it?"

Kage: "You catch on fast."

J-Man: "You shut your mouth before I shove my fist down it, now what is happening between myself and Greene is none of your goddamn business, in my situation you two would have done the exact same thing."

Kain: "I don't think so, we would never backstab a friend like you did last week."

J-Man: "Oh really? so that's why a couple of months back you two retards were at each others throats?"

Kage: "That was different, what the hell do you want anyway?"

J-Man: "Well I was going to come and ask for your help for my match tonight, but I see it's a waste of my time."

Kain: "Damn right, get the fuck out of here."

J-Man then shapes up, as if to hit one of them, but both men stand up ready for him, seeing he's outnumbered J-Man starts to walk away.

J-Man: "Good luck with your match this Sunday, your going to need it, the Lords of Flatbush are going to wipe the floor with you."

Kage: "I think it's you who needs the luck, finally we will have a champion again that's not a 'has-been' ."

J-Man: "Better to be a 'has-been' then a 'never-been', enjoy the rest of your title run, it won't last."

Khaos ignore his last comment and J-Man walks away still trying to find some assistance for the night's match, all of a sudden he stops and smiles, the camera pans around to show Danny and David Lord talking to one another in front of their lockeroom, J-Man nods in satisfaction and walks over to them as the camera fades out

[+Donald $. Carlos+]

Bruce Buffer: "The following contest is the main event of the evening."

"Bodies" by Drowning Pool hits the speakers and the crowd go wild. The lights change to a blue hue and a fog appears from behind the curtains. JD Wheeler then appears from behind the curtain, stops at center stage, and poses for the crowd. After a few seconds, The Midnight Riders then appear from behind the curtain wearing leather sports jackets. They approach the middle of the stage and pose for the crowd by crossing their arms in the air (Ray will be standing and Corona will be crouching). , the trio then rushes to the ring. JD poses for the crowd again by climbing the turnbuckle, rolling his forearms, and then does a back flip off the turnbuckle. Ray and Corona will then climb opposite turnbuckles and pose for the crowd once more. They then go to their corner and psych each other up for the match.

Bruce Buffer: "Introducing first.... at a combined weight of 658 pounds..... JD Wheeler & The Midnight Riders..... Dallas Justice."

The cheers are cut short as "Lord of This World" by Black Sabbath begins to play. The Lords of Flatbush appear through the array of fireworks carrying a ladder. They set it up at ringside before waiting on the outside for their tag team partner.

Bruce Buffer: "Their opponents..... from Flatbush, New York and weighing in at 429 pounds..... David & Danny..... The Lords of Flatbush."

Jeers can be heard from the crowd and they rise when "Spitfire" by Prodigy hits the air. J-Man slowly walks to top of the ramp and points around the crowd at either side of the ramp and gradually brings his hands together to point toward the ring, a small shot of pyro shoots out from behind him. One his way down the ramp he removes the Global Heavyweight Title from his waste.

Bruce Buffer: "Their partner..... from Toronto, Canada and weighing in at 242 pounds..... the CCW Global Heavyweight Champion..... J-Man."

J-Man and The Lords have a quick talk and then all three slide into the ring kicking off a six man brawl with Dallas Justice. David Lord and Danny Ray share punches until David rakes at Danny's eyes and tosses him through the ropes, quickly following him to the outside to continue the brawl. Steve Corona gets the better of J-Man sending him flying over the top rope following a European Uppercut. The referee finally calls for the bell to start the contest with JD and Danny as the legal men.

Mathews: "What a chaotic start to tonight's main event. Less then 48 hours away from Night of The Immortals II."

Malenko: "Speaking of which I think The Lords are trying to send a message to Khaos with that Ladder at ringside."

Danny takes a wild swing at JD but he ducks and then catches him from behind with a Reality Check. Instead of going for the cover though JD tosses Danny to his corner and demands a piece of J-Man. The champ seems weary but after a 'PUSSY' chant from the crowd he tags himself in.

The electricity fills the air as JD and J-Man lock up in the middle of the ring. Both struggle for the advantage until J-Man pulls on JD's hair. He follows it up with a sly knee to the groin unseen by the official. With JD doubled over clutching at his groin J-Man pulls off a DDT. Followed by a cover.


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JD shoots his shoulder up off of the mat. J-Man seems pissed off and pulls JD to his feet with a handful of hair. He then shoves him into the ropes and sends him off with an Irish whip. J-Man then bounces off the ropes looking to catch JD with a Cross Body block. JD though has the same idea and both men collide in mid-air with a sickening CRUNCH.

Malenko: "Neither of these guys wanna pick up an injury. But I gotta say Shawn Greene and Nathan Versus will be enjoying this."

Mathews: "JD Wheeler has shown time and time again just how big his heart is. I don't think tonight will be any different. Even against the number 1 guy on Onslaught."

With both JD and J-Man struggling to get to their feet in the ring, outside the ring David Lord and Danny Ray continue to brawl. Back inside J-Man tries to cut off the ring and block JD from tagging out. JD charges at J-Man and at the last moment t slides through the gap in between his legs. As J-Man turns around he sees JD tag in Steve Corona.

He enters a house on fire flooring J-Man with a Leg Lariat and then knocking Danny Lord off of the apron with a Dropkick. J-Man gets to his feet but is sent sprawling back as Corona connects with a Spinning Heel Kick. As J-Man falls back he bumps into the referee knocking him out cold.

Corona continues to put the boots to J-Man in the ring while The Lords double team Danny Ray on the outside. JD sees it and climbs into the ring. The crowd watch on as JD sprints toward the ropes and hits a Suicide Dive to the outside taking out both The Lords and Danny Ray. The crowd go wild as the bodies are laid out on the concrete.

Mathews: "JD just flew through the air to the aid of his Dallas Justice teammate. What high octane action."

Malenko: "You have to wonder how that effected JD. Not only did he take out The Lords he also caught his buddy."

All four men slowly get back to their feet and begin to exchange punches with JD and Danny Ray getting the edge. The tide turns though when Nathan Versus appears jumping over the barrier and attacking JD from behind. In the ring Corona tries to revive the referee as J-Man tries to clear the cobwebs.

As Versus beats down JD, The Lords go back to double teaming Danny Ray. The loud boos then turn to cheers as Khaos charge down the ramp and turn the contest back into the favor of Dallas Justice as they battle The Lords. With The Lords busy Danny Ray comes to the aid of Wheeler.

With the six men brawling in the entranceway JD starts to scale the ladder. The fans begin to stand and watch as JD reaches the top of the ladder. JD says a small prayer before diving off of the ladder with a Corkscrew Moonsault. He picks up speed before smashing into the six men below and taking them all out like pins in a bowling alley. The roof is blown off of the arena as all seven men are laid out on the concrete. 'HOLY SHIT' chants bounce off of the walls with the main event engulfed in madness.

Malenko: "He must have been about 20 to 25 feet in the air. I think JD Wheeler is on a suicide mission."

Mathews: "He will do whatever it takes to give his team the advantage. This match is gonna come down to Steve Corona and J-Man."

Corona looks on in shock wanting to check on Danny Ray and JD. J-Man takes advantage with an uppercut to the ball sack. Corona drops to his knees in agony as J-Man grins. He then pulls Corona to a vertical base and connects with the J-Man Judgement. J-Man then drops down hooking the leg as the official crawls over the make the count.


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Bruce Buffer: "Here are your winners by pinfall..... J-Man & The Lords of Flatbush."

Following the sound of the ring bell medics and officials rush down to the ring to check on all the man laid out at ringside. J-Man pays no attention as he celebrates in the ring kissing his belt.

Malenko: "I've gotta admit that was one hell of a war zone out there tonight. Not the greatest match in wrestling history but I won't be forgetting it."

Mathews: "Just think most of these guys have to compete once again in just 2 days at Night of The Immortals II."

J-Man's over the top celebration as abruptly cut short as "Big Time " by The Soundtrack of our Lives hits the sound system. J-Man's smile disappears as Shawn Greene appears on top of the ramp. Greene stares down J-Man and then motions with his hand that soon the belt will be around his waist. J-Man shakes his head and the two stare each other down. As Onslaught draws to a close J-Man and Greene don't take their eyes away from each other.

Mathews: "J-Man..... Shawn Greene..... Global Heavyweight Championship..... Night of The Immortals II..... THIS SUNDAY!"

The screen then fades to black, and the CCW logo swipes across the screen . . .