12th April 2007

[FWF]

STRACHON: Hello all and welcome to another exciting edition of Live-Wire!

MYLES: No time to spare here. Let’s get on with the show.

Drugs, Money and Sex begins playing. The lights dim a little and a little light show comes on with just white lights streaming across the arena. Rampage comes out when the music starts. He looks around at the people and doesn’t really care. He flips some of them off and talks shit to them. He walks down to the ring walks in and rests on the turnbuckles waiting for his opponent. He takes off his beanie and his shirt and is ready to brawl.

JENKINS: The following contest is a triple threat match and is scheduled for 1 fall! Introducing first ...from New York City ...weighing 220 pounds ...Rampage!

The lights go black, and Slow Chemical hits the P. A. system. The lights turn back on, and a 6'8 in. man stands in the middle of the ramp. He walks up the ramp and jumps over the top rope. He jumps up and down in the middle of the ring, like he is doing jump ropes. He then stands in the middle of the ring.

JENKINS: And the opponent ...from Atlanta, Georgia ...weighing 250 pounds ...Jermaine Thomas!

Hunter's theme hits and the lights dim to almost nothing. After about ten seconds or so the lights flicker back on again and Hunter is on the stage facing directly towards the ring, arms at his side, with a focused look on his face. He then walks to the ring ignoring anything around him, up the steel steps and into the ring where he stands in the middle of the ring and awaits the beginning of the match.

JENKINS: And the opponent ...from St. Louis, Missouri ...weighing 250 pounds ...Hunter!

MYLES: Three new additions to the Live-Wire roster about to get it on here!

STRACHON: Where do we keep getting these guys from?

The bell rings. Thomas charges at Rampage and spears him. Hunter then grabs Thomas and throws him to the outside of the ring. He then makes the cover on Rampage. ...1 ...2. Rampage kicks out. Hunter then picks Rampage up, but is met with a low blow. Rampage rolls him up. ...1 ...2. Thomas slides in and breaks it up.

MYLES: Rampage almost had him!

STRACHON: Wake me up when this is over...

Thomas begins stomping on Rampage. He picks him up and whips him off the ropes. Thomas attempts a back body drop, but Rampage lands on his feet. Rampage taunts Thomas from behind, but Hunter grabs him and pushes him into Thomas, who nails an overhead Belly-To-Belly suplex, sending Rampage outside the ring.

MYLES: What a suplex!

Hunter and Thomas then stare each other down in the centre of the ring. They lock up, but Hunter knees Thomas in the gut. He then nails him with the Phobia.

MYLES: Phobia!

Hunter makes the cover. ...1 ...2 ...3. 96 Quite Bitter Beings plays once more, as the referee raises Hunter’s hand in victory.

STRACHON: Wuh? Is it over?

JENKINS: Here is your winner, Hunter!

MYLES: We'll be right back, don't go away.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Welcome back, up next we have a Hardcore title defense.

The arena turns blue with flashing white lights as Ice enters the arena. He then walks down the ramp and gets into the ring to a cheering crowd.

JENKINS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Fantasy Wrestling Federation Hardcore championship! Introducing first, the challenger ...from Antarctica ...weighing 235 pounds ...Ice!

The light fades and The Pursuit Of Vikings starts to play. As Oswald appears on the stage the light comes back on and smoke starts to cover the stage. As he walks towards the ring, he drinks mjöd (Viking wine) from a horn, which he has cut off from an ox. He slowly steps into the ring, and takes his coat and helmet off as he waits for his opponent.

JENKINS: And the opponent ...from Denmark ...weighing 275 pounds ...he is the FWF Hardcore champion ...Oswald Brodd!

MYLES: The Hardcore champion, armed with his trusty horn tonight!

STRACHON: That thing is dangerous! And what kind of message does that put out, drinking alcohol before a wrestling match? It should be banned, I tell you!

The bell rings. Brodd charges at Ice and nails him with his horn. He then rolls out of the ring, and begins rummaging underneath it. Ice then rolls slowly out, dropping to the floor. A huge roar erupts from the crowd, as Brodd pulls out his axe.

MYLES: The axe!

STRACHON: THAT should be banned, too! In fact, we should just get rid of the Viking altogether! He’s dangerous!

Ice begins to back away as Brodd raises the axe into the air. He then charges at Ice, who runs from him. Ice rolls onto the ring. Brodd follows, but Ice cuts him off with an elbow to the back. He then begins stomping away at Brodd.

STRACHON: Smart move! Come on, Ice!

MYLES: I thought you hated Ice?

STRACHON: I love anyone who can take out that Danish oaf!

Ice then drops to the floor, and grabs a chair. He rolls back into the ring with it, and measures up Brodd. As Brodd gets back to his knees, Ice sends the chair crashing across his face. He makes the cover. ...1 ...2. Brodd gets his foot on the bottom rope.

STRACHON: Damn! That was lucky!

MYLES: Great ring presence shown by the champ!

Ice picks the chair back up, and swings at Brodd again. The champ ducks, and he grabs his axe. Ice drops the chair in shock, and Brodd then raises it in the air, and sends the flat side crashing down on Ice’s skull, to the roar of the crowd.

STRACHON: No! Disqualification!

MYLES: It’s Hardcore rules! Anything goes, Sam!

Ice crashes to the mat, as Brodd covers him. The referee begins the count. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: Here is your winner and still FWF Hardcore Champion... Oswald Brodd!

All of a sudden, Gasoline by Audioslave blares through the arena’s PA system, as a deafening ovation of roars and cheers echo’s through the rafters and the ‘Impact Machine’ Billie Stradlin steps out from behind the curtain as the crowds ovation soars to a new level. Causally dressed in a pair of grey tattered jeans and his Impact Machine shirt, he lets out a small smile as the crowd continue to cheer. He stays at the top of the arena stage, microphone in hand as Oswald Brodd stares back at him, more in confusion than anything, as Billie begins speaking.

STRADLIN: This is gunna’ be short and straight to the point, because I ain’t got time to beat around the bush. Oswald, our match last week, Champion versus Champion. Hardcore versus Cruiserweight, two completely different styles of wrestling. I like flying around the ring, jumping from heights, running rings around my opponent. You on the other hand, beat people with objects that wouldn’t tickle, or feel nice at all.

At this point Oswald seems to be offended by Billie’s comment, as he moves closer towards the ropes closest to the entrance ramp and leans over them, staring down Billie intensely.

STRADLIN: Don’t get offended Oz, I respect that, I respect your ability in the ring and that’s why I am here. Respect. Last week, our match was an injustice; I mean a double count out, that’s not what the fans want to see, and that’s what where here for the fans.

The crowd roars as Billie mentions them, and he begins to speak once again.

STRADLIN: So Oswald, out of respect for you, and to give the fans what they want, at Code Red, ‘The Great Dane’ Oswald Brodd versus ‘The Impact Machine’ Billie Stradlin, one on one.

The crowds roars pierce through the air as Billie awaits a response from Brodd. The Great Dane strokes his beard and asks from a mic, raises it to his lips and says:

BRODD: See you at Code Red!

The crowd erupt once again as The Pursuit of Vikings by Amon Amarth blares through the PA system, and Oswald continues to keep his eyes on Billie, as Billie gives him a quick smile and turns away to the back as the scene fades out to a commercial break.

[FWF]

MYLES: And we’re back.

STRACHON: Still to come tonight... Sah’ta Thor will face Calaz.

MYLES: And in our main event, we have a loser leaves Live-Wire tag team match.

STRACHON: But first...

JENKINS: The following match is for one fall. Introducing first ...from Derby, England ...weighing 260 Pounds… “King of Kings” Joe Page!

Black Sheep by Siliva hit the P.A. and the arena goes black except for a blue light on the top of the arena by the entrance. Just before entrance there is smoke from the floor as KOK enters and walks through it and walks down to the ring. Climbs into the ring using the steps and once in the ring removes the sunglasses and the coat.

JENKINS: And his opponent ...from Duram, North Carolina ...weighing in at 264 pounds… Shawn Fuller!

Remedy By Seether hits the P.A. and Fuller goes on the stage and he gets half way down then stops then fire works like go off and they catch him he then head to the ring.

MYLES: Former partners and tag champs facing off right now.

Shawn and King of Kings approach each other, they lock eyes, and remain motionless. King of Kings suddenly shoves Shawn away, Shawn backs up a few steps then comes back, and slaps King of Kings across the face. King of Kings swings on Shawn, infuriated. Shawn ducks the fist, and King of Kings turns into another slap.

MYLES: Both of them disrespecting the other.

STRACHON: They are no longer friends and both of them want to prove they don’t need the other.

Infuriated now, King of Kings takes Shawn down with a powerful clothesline. He then follows him down, and begins to choke the life out of his former partner. The referee counts. ...1 ...2 ...3 ...4.

MYLES: He'll be DQed!

King of Kings lets off of Shawn, then grabs him by his hair, and pulls him to his feet. After a moment’s hesitation, King of Kings whips Shawn to a corner. Shawn hits it hard, arching his back forward in pain. The pain is doubled, though, as King of Kings runs, and drives his shoulder into Shawn’s upper body.

MYLES: Each blow is delivered with extra hate.

King of Kings grabs onto Shawn’s wrist, and slowly begins to back out of the corner. With a pull of his right arm, he starts to whip Shawn, only to stop short, and attempt to bring him into a clothesline. King of Kings knocks Shawn to the mat. He then picks up Shawn and sets up for the pedigree, and drives Shawn's face to the mat. He makes the cover. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: Here is your winner... “King of Kings” Joe Page!

STRACHON: I can’t believe these two used to be a team.

MYLES: Stick around, guys... more to come right after this.

[FWF]

STRACHON: Well here we are at the Calaz and Thor match and well these two cannot stand each other Linda.

MYLES: That is right Sam ever since they met backstage there has been a clash and now we get to see what is going to happen between the two.

JENKINS: Introducing first hailing from the United Kingdom and weighing in at two hundred and thirty four pounds he is “The New Era Icon” David Calaz!

The Arena lights cut of, it is pitch black for a couple of seconds, strobe lighting starts to flicker on and off violently as Sorry, Your Not A Winner by Enter Shikari hits, The camera zooms in on the titontron watching the entrance video of Calaz, when it cuts back to the crowd, showing a spotlight searching around, slowly skimming from one section to another, the spotlight makes its way to the top corner of the arena and stops, revealing the hooded figure known as Calaz, the spotlight follows him down the stairs of the arena while the strobe lighting gives an effect of slow motion almost, he reaches the bottom and hops the barricade, he scuttles up the stairs and quickly hops through the middle and top rope, as he raises up again he throws his arms up and over his head, his hood flies down and droops over the back of his jacket, he then spreads his arms out and walks over to the other side of the ring holding the pose, the strobe lighting dies down as Calaz walks over to the corner awaiting his opponent.

STRACHON: Yes he is and well if Calaz had to find one man who matches him for his surrealism this guy is it. Thor is bizarre.

MYLES: You just don’t understand him.

STRACHON: Understand him the man near damn frightens me.

Pitch black darkness descends upon the area. Entrance music starts to play as walls of fire line the ramp a hooded figure in black on a black throne with a chained black mastiff sitting on each side of it as a fog starts to cover the arena. The man on throne lets his hood fall back revealing white horns as he sips a mug of blood. The mug comes down and the man smiles revealing a pair of fangs. He stands up then sets the mug on the seat of the throne as a pair of black feathery wings spread. He slowly walks down the ramp as a light rain starts to fall a lightning bolt hitting the center of the ring every few seconds until his feet hit the steps. He slowly steps into the ring in between the second and top ropes. He walks to the center of the ring and then lifts his arms and then drops them as the lights come back up. Unbuttons his black cloak as the wings fold back down and then takes it off the revealing his black shirt and jeans and his midnight black hair flowing down his back as he grins. On his waist is strapped a sword that is drawn to reveal a bluish tinted blade. He raises the blade as balls of ice fall on the ring posts. He sheathes the sword and then unstraps his sword belt. Walks to his corner the winged cloak and sword belt handed to bell ringer. His hands were covered in a pair of black leather striking gloves.

JENKINS: From Parts Unknown Sah’ta Thor.

The two men look at each other before without giving him a chance Calaz throws himself shoulder first into the stomach of Thor, knocking him back into the turnbuckle he stands up as Thor grabs for his stomach but before he gives him a chance he runs at him and monkey flips him across the ring.

MYLES: Calaz is out to prove who is the better of the two men.

STRACHON: In his first ever singles match don’t you find that unbelievable Linda? The time he has been here.

Calaz runs at Thor and goes to drop an elbow to the head but Thor sits up just in time and jumps to his feet he grins back at Calaz before hitting him with a clothesline and goes to try bite Calaz around the neck only to be fought off from punches to the head. Calaz pulls himself up as Thor runs at him again Calaz pulls the top rope down and sends Thor over the top rope. Calaz senses his chance and bounces off the far ropes jumps onto the top rope and goes sailing down onto Thor only to be caught!

MYLES: Where is he getting that strength from to catch Calaz.

STRACHON: I am telling you this guy is not human!

MYLES: Well if he is as old as he claims to be I guess he isn’t.

The referee begins to count ...1 …2. As Thor runs Calaz into a steel post, he lets out an almight roar as he jumps back onto the apron and into the ring. Calaz holds his back as he uses the apron to pull himself up. The referee counts to 5 as Calaz stands on the apron and climbs in between the ropes only to be hit with a knee leaving him hanging between the ropes Thor bounces off the ropes and hits a leg drop over the neck of Calaz smashing his face off the mat as Thor grabs the leg. ...1 …2 …3.

MYLES: Thor has won it!

JENKINS: Here is your winner... Sah'ta Thor!

MYLES: Great match there, but we are far from over. Don’t go anywhere.

[FWF]

MYLES: Welcome back.

Pyro erupts like machine gun fire and ends in a huge explosion before The Original Horsemen Theme starts playing. Ernest comes out from back stage and head to the ring.

JENKINS: The following match up is for one fall. Introducing first ...from New York City ...weighing in at 320 pounds …Ernest “The Beast” Bethea!

Defy You begins as the video shows Anthony Douglas entering numerous events as the words are about to kick in to the song. Anthony Douglas steps out onto the stage as he steps out with his title on his shoulder he runs around at pace, title over his shoulder he runs over to one side of the stage, and looks into the crowd beating his title the fans boo, as he turns away and does it to the otherside too. Lisa Jones follows from behind as Anthony moves back to the middle and raises his title at the same time he does that the pyros go off behind him as he begins to walk down to the ramp. Anthony Douglas holds Lisa around the waist as they continue to be booed by the fans.

STRACHON: Here comes the champ.

The lights flicker a blue and yellow as he makes his way to the ring steps he runs up them as Lisa Jones walks up them, Anthony moves to the middle and looks into the crowd again as the crowd boo he sits on the middle rope, and pulls the top one open as Lisa moves into the ring, he passes Lisa the belt as he goes through the middle rope and takes the belt back off Lisa as he climbs the turnbuckle and raises his title, pointing to himself, so the fans know that he is number one. Anthony stands there before jumping off the corner and moving to the opposite corner, he gets the same reaction in that corner he stands in the corner as the song fades out before jumping down and passing Lisa the title.

JENKINS: And his opponent ...from Los Angeles, California ...weighing in at 210 pounds ...he is the FWF Heavyweight World Champion …"The Innovator" Anthony Douglas!

Right at the beginning Ernest runs at Douglas, taking him to the mat with a clothesline. He then starts to viciously kick his chest. Douglas catches his foot but Ernest jumps and hits a leg drop right across his neck.

MYLES: The big man is starting off in a big way. Douglas is really at a disadvantage with size.

STRACHON: Never count Douglas out how many times does he have to prove that.

Ernest gets to his feet then lifts Douglas up off the mat. Jake runs and bounces off the rope, then hits Douglas with a running DDT. He rolls over closer to Douglas and locks in a head lock.

MYLES: Ernest is taking it a bit easier and not trying to destroy his opponent right from the start this time.

The referee checks on Douglas, seeing if he's going to tap. Douglas starts to shake his head, as if he's not going to give-up. Suddenly Douglas elbows Ernest in the head, and he breaks the hold, grasping his forehead. Douglas gets to his feet and sneaks up behind Jake, hitting a bulldog. He springboards back to his feet, then runs at the ropes and jumps off them, hitting a lionsault. …1. Bethea kicks out.

MYLES: Too soon to keep the big down.

STRACHON: Don't count Douglas out yet.

Douglas slowly gets back to his feet and tries to lift Ernest up, but once Ernest is to his feet he comes out swinging then he hits a hard uppercut which sends Douglas down. Ernest bounces off the rope and runs at the down Douglas. Douglas quickly moves and uses a drop toe hold on Ernest. Ernest falls on his arm wrong and he begins to roll around holding his arm.

MYLES: That looked like it hurt.

Starchon: Thank you Captain Obvious. Lets see if Douglas can capitalize on it.

MYLES: Oh shut up. And we shall see.

Douglas sees his chance and gets to his feet and starts stomping on Ernest’s hurt arm. Douglas then locks in an armbar but Ernest refuses to tap out.

Starchon: Yup he goes for it and presses the advantage going for a submission.

MYLES: And Ernest in not going to throw in the towel here.

Douglas lets go of the hold and gets to his feet and drags Ernest up as well. Douglas then bounces off the ropes, but when he comes back, Bethea nails a Spinebuster. He picks Douglas up and raises him into the powerbomb position, but Douglas counters into a roll up. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: Here is your winner... Anthony Douglas!

STRACHON: Great win by the champion.

MYLES: Well our main event is up next.

[FWF]

MYLES: I can't believe it! Up next is the main event, where one tag team will be sent over to the B show!

STRACHON: Hopefully to rid us of that worthless James Bohne and his cheap prostitute of a girlfriend.

Line in the Sand hits the PA as Don Lepore and The Devil come out to the ring with green spotlights shining down on them as they walk. The fans boo them and they taunt them back. Once they get in the ring they both stick their fists in the air, they then ascend the turnbuckles and raise their fists again.

JENKINS: The following Tag Team matchup is a loser leaves Live-Wire match for the Fantasy Wrestling Federation United States Tag Team Championships! Introducing first ...the team of Devil and Don Lepore ...The Weird World Order!

Over The Mountain blares over the P.A. system as James comes out through the curtain, with Kyndal Stone following directly behind holding his hand, both with their tag team championships. They make their way down the ramp as a mix of blue and green pyro explode on the stage. They then enter the ring and go to the middle. They both make gun symbols with their fingers and put their arms in an X over their heads as aqua colored pyro shoots out from each turnbuckle. The crowd's cheer becomes deafening as James places a kiss on the lips of Kyndal and the referee takes their titles from them.

JENKINS: Introducing next ...the current FWF United States Tag Team Champions... James Bohne and Kyndal Stone ...The Untouchables!

STRACHON: And now it all begins, Lepore finally gets to get revenge on Bohne for ruining the wWo's name!

James and Lepore start out the match. James is about to grapple with Lepore, when he stops and drops down and slides out of the ring. He tells Jenkins to give him a microphone, and he does so. James raises the mic to his lips and begins speaking.

BOHNE: Well, I bet you're all excited that you get to find out who the better team is. But I'm sorry to say that will not happen tonight, because I have a couple things I “owe and explanation” for. First off why i agreed to defend the tag titles in this match in the first place. The truth is... I've been trying to achieve a Monday Night Rampage contract since i was first signed to Live-Wire, and I figured if i can't get out of my Live-Wire contract to do so, I'll just have to do it this way. So congratulations on your new tag championships Final Glory, and may i never have to see your hideous faces again.

STRACHON: What the hell?

MYLES: No! He can't abandon us like this!

James slides back in the ring, and immediately drops down on his back. Don Lepore looks down at him confused, and covers him. The referee counts the pin. ...1 ...2 ...3.

JENKINS: Here are your winners and new United States Tag team Champions... The Devil and Don Lepore... wWo!

James immediately gets back up and raises the microphone again.

BOHNE: And I suppose i have to address why i turned on who I'm going to be partnering with at Warzone on Rampage. Well, I think it speaks for itself really, if anyone here actually believed I would associate myself with the likes of Pain then you're obviously not as smart as you say you are, which isn't very smart to begin with. And Matthew Knox? Are you kidding me? The guy pretends to be a bird and flaps his wings instead of wrestling. So i just wanted to make my presence known on the newly transformed A-Show. Matt Knox, I plan to come to Rampage and you better believe you will be my first victim.

James lets out a laugh, and looks out across the booing audience. He raises his arms, taunting them as he speaks again.

BOHNE: And El Mundo... Pathetic little El Mundo. You left FWF because of some little injury and you're the reason the true wWo is no more. If you had stepped up when needed and actually done something for us maybe we'd still be around, maybe we'd still be the most destructive stabe in the FWF's history... but you blew that chance. You had to watch back as Lepore brainwashed Couch Potato, leaving just me and Kyndal to fend for ourselves against four members of Final Glory. So in other words, instead of taking your precious Nerina out of the team to allow El Mundo to compete, let her in the match because if you haven't noticed yet... I quit your team and i really hope you get your asses handed to you by Ross Walker. He'd make a hell of a lot better champion than you, Pain. Oh, and good luck to you new tag champs going against eachother at Warzone, I really hope that goes well for you. So now, without further ado, i hand the mic to a Miss Kyndal Stone.

MYLES: Oh boy we get to hear from them too?

STRACHON: Quiet this is getting interesting.

Kyndal walks over to James smiling, as he hands the microphone to her. She then winks to him and begins talking.

STONE: Why thank you, Mr. Bohne. Now, as you all may know Monday Night Rampage is the home of the FWF Women's Championship, which was recently vacated by the pregnant Katherine Brock, who i give my best wishes to. And I think it's time i prove why I am here in the wrestling world. I am the most dominant woman in the FWF, and i will prove that by capturing the Women's championship at Warzone, which i was already informed i would be in by Joseph Stall, who was in on this whole thing by the way. Oh and Donnie boy, don't think you're safe just because we decided not to embarrass you in front of everyone, James has taken the liberty of hiring a very great friend of ours to do it for us, and since he has personal reasons to do so, he gladly accepted. But of course we'll just have to wait and see who it is, but i'm going to warn you... It's going to be one hell of a stormy night.

STRACHON: They have someone to embarrass Lepore? I wouldn't mind seeing that.

MYLES: You were just kissing his ass a few minutes ago...

STRACHON: Yeah but the speech by the Untouchables just gave me a new respect for them.

MYLES: Right...

Don Lepore looks on and shakes his head at James and Kyndal, who then leave the ring and make their way up the ramp when all of a sudden Matthew Knox comes from behind the curtain and spears James to the mat.

STRACHON: That little...!

MYLES: It seems Knox wants some revenge from Rampage.

Matt Knox begins punching James repeatedly as Don Lepore laughs from the middle of the ring. Matthew Knox then taunts Lepore as Lepore's smile fades away into an angry glare. Knox continues stomping away at James as he is clotheslined from behind by Ross Walker.

STRACHON: Walker too?

MYLES: Well he is against Matt Knox at Warzone, he probably wanted a head start.

Ross helps James up, and the two quickly begin stomping away at Matt Knox. Ross Walker is then elbowed in the back by Devil, and thrown into the barricade. James goes to hit a superkick on Devil, but Devil catches his foot, and pushes Bohne to the ground. Lepore then bulldogs Devil from behind, driving his face into the concrete flooring.

STRACHON: That's his tag team partner!

MYLES: But it's also his Warzone opponent, he needs to show Devil he'll do anything to win that match.

Kyndal Stone goes over to James and helps him up. James notices he has a bloody nose, and shakes his head mouthing the words “Forget them”. The two of them make their way through the curtain as Devil, Lepore, Knox, and Walker keep brawling on the entrance ramp.

MYLES: Enough is enough! James started this mess now everyone stop it!

STRACHON: Well, we'll see you all next week, that is if this fighting stops by then.