24th May 2007

[FWF]

MYLES: Welcome everybody to Live-Wire. I'm Linda Myles here with Sam Strachon bringing you the best from the A-Show.

STRACHON: Let's start things off with singles action, and the return of "The Hellrider" Red Mosier.

The crowd is silent as suddenly the arena darkens to a blue and "Better Then Me" by Hinder hits the PA, Suddenly out of no where Adam Cage runs out down the ramp and into the ring as he patiently awaits his opponent in the middle of the ring.

JENKINS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first ...from Saint Petersburg, Florida... Adam Cage!

The arena lights go out and St.anger plays and fire works shoot out from the stage. The lights then turn back on as Red Mosier walks down to the ring and gets in, he walks to all sides of the ring and raises his arms up in the air.

JENKINS: And his opponent ...from Dallas, Texas... "The Hellrider" Red Mosier!

STRACHON: Will the returning Mosier get a victory, or will he be too rusty.

Mosier starts off the match with a running shoulder tackle on Cage. Mosier grabs Adam Cage's neck, and slams Cage down to the mat. Mosier then drops his fist into the face of Cage, and quickly puts him in a headlock.

MYLES: The newcomer Adam Cage could really use this victory over Red Mosier.

STRACHON: I doubt that will happen, Both Mosiers are incredible athletes.

Mosier goes to pick up Cage, but Cage pokes Mosier in the eyes. He then hits a swift uppercut on Mosier, and whips him against the turnbuckle. Cage begins throwing right hands on Mosier.

MYLES: Looks like Adam Cage is making a comeback in this match.

STRACHON: It won't last for too long.

Cage pulls Mosier away from the turnbuckle, and executes a backbreaker on Mosier. As Mosier is lying on the ground, Cage ascends the turnbuckle, and leaps off with a flying elbow drop. Cage then waits near the turnbuckle, for Mosier to get up.

STRACHON: What's he waiting for?

MYLES: Who knows, but let's wait and find out.

As Mosier stands up, Cage charges at him, knocking him back down with a spear. Cage immediately goes for the pin. ...1 ...2 ...3.

MYLES: He did it!

JENKINS: Here is your winner... Adam Cage!

STRACHON: Don't go away folks, more action when we get back.

Mosier rolls out of the ring and makes his way backstage. Cage celebrates for a moment before getting out of the ring and exiting the arena.

MYLES: Up next we have Dave Mosier taking on the newly crowned Hardcore Champion, Shawn Fuller.

Chapter Four hits hits the PA as David "Shadows" Mosier walks out as fog rolls down the ramp. He walks down to the ring and slides in and walks to the turnbuckles and poses on each one.

JENKINS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first ...from Huntington Beach, California... David "Shadows" Mosier!

STRACHON: It seems both of the Mosiers are making their return tonight.

Remedy by Seether hits the PA as Shawn Fuller enters the stage with his hardcore title strapped across his shoulder. He makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with crowd members, before sliding in the ring and handing his title to the referee.

JENKINS: And his opponent ...he is the FWF Hardcore Champion... "The Showstopper" Shawn Fuller!

STRACHON: If Mosier gets a win over the Hardcore Champion, that may very well put him in the Hardcore title picture later on.

MYLES: He'll have some pretty tough competition in doing so, Shawn Fuller isn't an opponent to be taken lightly.

David and Shawn circle the ring, staring eachother down. After a while Fuller runs at David with a clothesline, as David moves out of the way and kicks Fuller in the stomach. David then backs Fuller into the ropes, and hits several chops to Fuller's chest.

MYLES: Mosier is getting a great start in this matchup.

STRACHON: Indeed he is, hopefully this match will see a Mosier as the victor.

Mosier whips Fuller into the turnbuckles, and runs into him, elbowing him in the chest. He then knees Fuller in the midsection several times, and then hits an uppercut on him.

MYLES: He's not even giving Shawn any breathing room.

STRACHON: That's how a match is supposed to be fought.

Mosier pulls Shawn away from the turnbuckle, as Shawn punches Mosier in the midsection, and pushes him into the corner. Fuller then begins unloading with left and right hands on Mosier.

MYLES: The hardcore champ is bringing himself back into the competition.

STRACHON: Does he have enough energy left for a victory?

Fuller hits Mosier's knee with a dropkick, and immediately gets up to kick him in the stomach. As Mosier is bent over, Fuller grabs him and slams down attempting a DDT, but Mosier grabs the ropes causing Fuller to fall himself.

STRACHON: Mosier with the reversal.

MYLES: That just shows how the FWF Warriors are always prepared for anything.

Mosier picks up Fuller, and whips him against the ropes. Fuller comes running back attempting a clothesline, but Mosier dodges it and directly goes for The Rapture, and drives Fuller's head to the mat. He then goes for the cover. ...1 ...2 ...3.

STRACHON: Yes! He beat the Hardcore Champ!

JENKINS: Here is your winner... David "Shadows" Mosier!

STRACHON: There's still more action to come, so stay tuned.

[FWF]

FWF comes back from commercials with Esteban Moralis standing in the ring. "Marcia Religiosa" blares over the PA system as the fans errupt in a chorus of jeers. Ever so slowly a black Caddillac pulls into the arena and rolls down the ramp. A man gets out of the drivers seat and opens the back door and Don Lepore steps out. As Don Lepore walks into the ring, the driver drives away. Don Lepore gets in the ring and then begins to taunt the fans who boo him loudly and chant foul remarks towards him.

JENKINS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring,... Esteban Moralis! And making his way to the ring, from Boston Massachussettes... Don Lepore!

STRACHON: Don Lepore is a veteran in FWF, he shouldn't have to face a no name!

MYLES: Well somebody has to do it.

Esteban runs at Don Lepore, who lifts his foot up, and hits the Italian boot on Esteban. Lepore then begins stomping at the midsection of Esteban. Lepore then picks him up, and lifts him up by the neck and hits a chokeslam.

STRACHON: Lepore is decimating this guy.

Lepore then locks in the Primo Clutch. After about ten seconds of struggling, Esteban begins to tap out.

MYLES: Moralis didn't even have a chance!

JENKINS: Here is your winner... Don Lepore!

Lepore exits with the crowd booing. Moments later, Esteban makes his way to the back. The arena turns blue with flashing white lights as the fans erupt in cheers, snow flakes ascend from above. Ice makes his way through the curtain. He stands on the stage taking in the cheers then starts to raise his arms. He continues down the ramp, and gets in the ring. Ice removes his mask and places it on the ring apron, as he awaits his opponent.

JENKINS: The following is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Antarctica... Ice!

Headstrong by Trapt then begins to play as the lights in the arena go dim. Mark Heresy makes his way onto the stage as red white and blue spotlights begin roaming around the arena. He begins walking down the ramp and slides in the ring as the normal lights turn back on.

JENKINS: And his opponent from Scottsdale, Arizona... "Mr. America" Mark Heresy!

The bell rings, and Ice and Heresy begin to circle each other slowly. They then lock up, and push against each other viciously. Ice backs Heresy up to a corner, then backs up, grinning at his opponent. Heresy walks from the corner, and slaps himself, pumping himself up further. The two then lock up again, and Heresy takes Ice down in an arm drag, before locking an arm bar on, and sinching it in tight.

MYLES: Great Mat work by “Mr. America”

STRACHON: Anyone could look great next to that hack, Ice, though.

MYLES: Need I remind you Ice is a former TV champion?

STRACHON: For less than a week! Then he lost it to that hack, Raven!

Ice pushes himself up on one arm, then rolls forward, taking Heresy with him, he then wrenches his arm free, and gets to his feet. Heresy follows, and dives for Ice. Ice catches him, and Heresy begins to drive Ice to a corner, Ice counters with a swift DDT, though, taking Heresy down. He then climbs to the second rope, and hops off, crashing down onto Heresy with a leg drop.

MYLES: Impressive move by Ice!

STRACHON: Oh, come on, who the hell uses leg drops anymore?!

Ice goes for the pin, the referee counts. ...1 …2. Heresy kicks out. Ice gets up slowly, and takes Heresy with him. He then locks him into a side headlock, and backs up to the corner again, he climbs up to the second turn buckle again, then hops off, and takes Heresy down in a tornado DDT. He goes for the pin again. ...1 …2. Heresy gets his foot on the bottom rope.

MYLES: Two near falls!

STRACHON: Heresy is clearly going easy on Ice…

MYLES: Sure, whatever helps you sleep better at night.

Ice sits up on his knees, looking at the ref with a hint of frustration. He stands then, and pulls Heresy with him. Suddenly, Heresy throws Ice’s arms off of him, and goes for “Mark of America”. However, Ice takes him down in a head scissors. The fans scream in approval, and both men lay motionless.

MYLES: What an amazing match up we’ve seen so far!

Heresy gets to his feet first, Ice follows soon after. Heresy runs at Ice, going for a clothesline. Ice ducks though, and wraps his arm around Marks’ head, and hits “Put on Ice”. He goes for the pin, hooking the leg. The referee counts. ...1 …2 …3.

JENKINS: Here is your winner….Ice!

MYLES: What an amazing match! And there’ll be more... right after this.

[FWF]

FWF returns from commercial as Anthony Douglas walks down the ramp, wearing a referee's shirt. “Defy You” was playing over the sound system as the fans booed his arrival. A fan with a seat at the ramp waved a sign promoting Devil a little too close, and Tony grabbed it, ripping it up and tossing it to the ground. Continuing down the ramp, he continued to taunt the crowd, returning their shouts. Going up the stairs, he walked between the ropes and snapped his finger towards the announcers table. Jenkins tossed the microphone to Douglas, and he caught it, turning to address the audience.

DOUGLAS: I think I can take it from here. Ladies and gentlemen, while I grace you with my presence, I ask that you all SHUT UP!

The crowd, doing the exact opposite, roared in response.

MYLES: Well, that didn't help him.

STRACHON: I really don't think he cares.

DOUGLAS: The next event is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...some guy noone cares about!

”I Ain't Like You” starts to play as Devil walks quickly out onto the stage. The crowd shouts a mixture of cheers and boos to him as he stopped, staring down Anthony Douglas. As he walked down the ramp, green spotlights shined down on him. Despite the green glow, Devil was red with anger. Sliding into the ring, he stood up and for Anthony.

DOUGLAS: Try it, I'll disqualify you!

Devil stopped and backed up a step or two, showing he would keep his distance. With a growl, he knelt down a bit and began to stretch.

DOUGLAS: ...and the challenger, the King...of...Kings!

The lights in the arena went dark and a blue glow came from above the entrance. Smoke filled the stage and ramp, leading into “Black Sheep” blaring through the arena. The crowd again shouted a mix of cheers and boos as the King of Kings walked slowly onto the stage. King walked down the ramp slowly, not paying any attention to the fans nearby. Stepping up the stairs and climbing into the ring, he glared behind his sunglasses at Devil. Devil moved back and forth from foot to foot, keeping himself warmed up as King removed his jacket and sunglasses, putting them outside the ring.

MYLES: Now, for those of you who forgot, King was taken out in a bad way during last weeks Live-Wire.

STRACHON: How can someone forget? He got DDTed onto a chair! The only one who could forget that is King, and that would be from brain damage.

Anthony motioned for the bell to ring and the match was started. Devil and King circled the ring, glaring at eachother, before coming in towards the center and squaring up. King quickly grabbed Devil's head and brought it down while his knee came up. The blow to Devil made him reel back, but he recovered almost instantly and clotheslined King with all his weight. King's legs went out from under him as he landed on the mat. Devil wasted no time kicking at King's chest and head, but Anthony ran up and got into Devil's face, yelling at him. Devil backed up a step and watched as King slowly rose to his feet. Devil grabbed King's arm and irish whipped him into a corner. King hit the turnbuckle with his back and stayed there for a few moments.

STRACHON: Looks like that chair may have taken more out of him than he thought.

Devil ran full speed at King as he started to stand from the corner, spearing him back into it. Climbing the turnbuckle, Devil grabbed King by his head and unleashed a volley of punches to his face. Anthony Douglas again went to yell at Devil, but he continued to assault King's face and head. Anthony Douglasfuriously pulled Devil off of King, making him slam hard onto the mat. Anthony Douglas continued to yell at Devil, pointing at himself from time to time to remind Devil who was in charge. King, regaining his composure, climbed to the top of the ropes backwards, then jumped off and landed a knee drop on Devil's chest, almost knocking the wind out of him. Devil writhed in pain as King stood up and played a little to the crowd. Slowly, Devil stood and got in Anthony Douglas's face. A grin crossed Douglas's face as he pointed towards the bell, threatening to DQ him. King strolled up behind Devil as he and Douglas were arguing, pointing to Devil and grinning to the crowd. He stood and mocked Devil for a few seconds.

MYLES: What an insult to wrestling. Why can't they just get on with it?

STRACHON: Why can't you just go find a different job if you don't want to watch this? This is pure competition at its finest.

King, having enough fun, grabbed a shocked Devil and whipped him into the ropes. Waiting for the Side Effect, King only had a moment to grin before Devil jumped and grabbed King's neck, swinging into a DVO. King laid on the ground and held his neck, not moving. Devil went for the cover, pulling up King's leg. After a few seconds, Devil looked up at Douglas, who wasn't even watching the match anymore, but instead decided to strike up a conversation with some ringside fans, leaning on the ringpost. Devil released King's leg and stood, furious. Walking to Tony, he pulled his fist back and hit the referee hard enouth to make his face slam into the post. Anthony Douglas fell to his knees, supporting himself with his arms around the ropes, then stood back up and turned to Devil, who immediately started to yell at Douglas. Anthony Douglas ignored him, checking to find that his nose was bleeding. He raised his blood-covered hand and face to show Devil, but Devil kept yelling. Anthony Douglas pulled his hand back and slapped Devil across the face, his own blood smearing across the man's face.

MYLES: I take that back. THAT was an insult to wrestling!

STRACHON: In all it's splendor!

Devil tried to wipe the blood off his cheek and didn't notice as Anthony Douglas leaned down, then grabbed Devil and lifted Devil up and over his head, dropping him down with the Divine Innovation.

STRACHON: What?

King is up now and quickly covers Devil. ...1 ...2 ...3. Douglas stood up, yelling for the bell to be rung. He grabbed the microphone and went stood over Devil, leaning down and started as if he was speaking directly to him.

DOUGLAS: The winner of this match ...King of Kings!

King, while getting to his feet, stopped and looked at Anthony. Douglas walked over quickly and raised King's hand, helping him to his feet. “Black Sheep” began to play again as King continued to look confused at Douglas, then Devil. Anthony Douglas went back to Devil's motionless body and laughed into the microphone, then quietly spoke into the microphone again.

DOUGLAS: I'll see you at Code Red.

The microphone was dropped onto Devil's back as Anthony Douglas walked out of the ring, passing King who was still trying to figure out what happened. The crowd booed Anthony Douglas as he walked out of the arena.