Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 30, 2011 18:56:14 GMT -5
[In this special YCW broadcast, five men were picked out of the streets. Five men, simple, common men, living a common life with common jobs, with the only thing in common between them being their passion for the sport of wrestling. And, for one night only, YouTube Championship Wrestling offers them the chance to begin a career in the sport. Five men face one wrestling expert and four debuting wrestling professionals. What is about to go down in history? This is…]
YCW Step Up
“Step Up” by Drowning Pool blasts through the arena as the crowd cheers loudly. We pan throughout the 700 people crowd, where everyone is happy to see the show. We cut to the announcing team.
BM: Welcome, everybody, to this magnificent event called STEP UP! This, ladies and gentlemen, is a one-time, live reality program! It’s odd, it’s different, it makes us different from every other promotion out there!
SS: …Why are you always introducing the shows?
BM: I’m the play-by-play commentator, it’s my duty.
SS: How come I never get to introduce the programming?
BM: You have a different role.
SS: Yes, but do you realize that you’re turning like half a million people off with your horrible voice?
BM: Well, since you’re holier than everyone and you’re rich as hell, why not buy a new play-by-play announcer?
SS: Good idea.
BM: Just try it. You’ll be beaten so bad like Redgate did.
SS: Especially if I was the one who orchestrated the attack on Mr. Redgate…Sheesh.
BM: Anyways, we’re not going to talk of him yet. It's now time for the very first edition of Gangsta Talk with James Baker!
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac hits as James Baker comes out to the stage, with his arm still in a cast and sling while he's wearing a White Button down t-shirt with Blue Jeans. He walks towards the ring, high-fiving the fans before he steps in between the ropes. He grabs a microphone and sits himself down on the couch.
James Baker: Yo, what it do YCW fans?
The fans cheer loudly.
James Baker: Welcome to the premier episode of Gangsta Talk with James Baker. As you all know, I am your host "Da Xtreme Gangsta" James Baker and I must tell you all right now, we got a crazy ass show tonight as my guest for this evening is a man who is an All-American American. Oh shit, that's a different person from another company. Anyways, he's an All-American from the University of Minnesota, he's won countless Tag Team Championships from Mo's World Wrestling Federation and AIW as The All-American Boys and recently, he wrestled as Retribution for companies such as the clusterfuck AWF and the political shithole CWF where he and "The Nitemare" Rob Osbourne soundly beat my boys Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks in his CWF debut match. Yo everybody, get up on yo feet and please join me in givin' out a warm welcome to "Mr. Intensity" KERRY COLLINS!
"Hurt" by Johnny Cash hits the PA system as Kerry Collins walks out, dressed up in a suit to a positive reaction from the crowd. He keeps walking down to the ring.
James Baker: Welcome man, it's been a little while since we have been in the same place at the same time. It's great to see you once again in a wrestling ring.
Kerry Collins: Good too see you to James. I am VERY happy to be part of the YCW family.
James Baker: First off, I gotta ask you, how's Nitemare doin' ever since the screwjob that VS put both him and I in?
Kerry Collins: Not good. Rob is one of the strongest men I know, but when he finally breaks and goes off the deep end, it isn't pretty. That's where we're at right now. He is in a very bad place mentally and spiritually. With time, he will bounce back, but 2010 has NOT been The Nitemare's year.
James Baker: After Nitemare and seemingly everybody and their brother left the CWF, what were YOUR reasons for departing the company and were they at all related to how they treated the Osbourne family like shit?
Kerry Collins: I was asked to stick around, but why in the hell would I do that? Why would I stick with a company that slandered a man that is like a brother to me? Why would I go against the guy that saved my life, on multiple occasions mind you, in favor of a little push? I think I made the right decision...hell, I think we ALL made the right decision James, because as we know, there no longer IS a CWF.
James Baker: Point taken. With that being said, we know that you had quite a few offers from different wrestling federations that were dying to possess your star power. What makes YouTube Championship Wrestling different from those other places?
Kerry Collins: Well, I guess this company just seemed like the right fit for me. I could have taken a gig with more money, but at what cost? For me, it isn't always about money. I see much greater opportunities here to make my mark and leave my legacy. Only time will tell if I made the right choice.
James Baker: And how has your time in YCW been so far?
Kerry Collins: To be honest with you, pretty exciting. When I was in the CWF and the AWF, I was wrestling under a mask, using an alias...now I can just be me. I was shocked at how many fans remembered me. I've had an outpouring of sympathy from the fans about my brothers and that means a great deal to me. More than they could ever know.
James Baker: What are your goals to achieve in this company?
Kerry Collins: That's a pretty dumb question isn't it James? What would your goals be if you hadn't hung up your boots? I plan on dominating that locker room and carrying this company on my back as its world champion. I had a very lucrative tag team career with my brothers Kevin and Keith as the All-American Boys, and I had a hell of a run tagging with Rob as Retribution in the CWF. Now...now I get to go back to the world of singles competition. The last promotion I wrestled full time as a singles competitor in was the AIW, owned by the late Christina Danky-Osbourne. Did you know that I have NEVER lost a singles match James? I plan to keep it that way.
James Baker: Rather lofty goals. Anybody in particular that you want to face off against that you've either defeated before or have never even encountered?
Kerry Collins: Well, I don't think I have actually had the pleasure of facing anyone currently on the YCW roster. I'd like to beat some fucking sense into Mr. Baller's idiotic ass though. And of course, Orlando Cruz is in my sights - that's a given. John Allister seems to be somewhat of a phenom in the making. I hear he's undefeated. I may need to change that.
James Baker: Out of the YCW roster, who impresses you the most, as far as like ability, drive and determination goes?
Kerry Collins: There IS one guy that stands out above all the rest. I read this guy's profile and looked over his history - I think top to bottom, he's the best thing on your roster.
James Baker: And who would that be?
Kerry Collins: Me.
James Baker: Note to self, Kerry Collins is NOT a very humble man. Any advice that you would like to give to those people you mentioned?
Kerry Collins: Advice? Advice?!?! Yeah...I've got some advice for them. Run. Run now. Run fast. Run hard. Do NOT end up across the ring from me. You won't like what happens. Your families will like it even less. Don't worry though - I'll leave just enough teeth in your head for them to ID you through the dental records.
James Baker: Do you have any last minute words that you want to share with everybody here and at home?
Kerry Collins: I'm a man of few words James. Unlike my best friend, I don't feel the need to run my mouth about what I am going to do to a man - I just do it. And I do it with an intensity unlike anything any of these "men" have ever witnessed. May God have mercy on their souls, for their day of Retribution is near.
"Hurt" by Johnny Cash plays again as Kerry Collins shakes James' hand once more as he leaves the ring and proceeds to walk up towards the ramp.
James Baker: As for final words on my behalf, tune in to the next installment of Gangsta Talk as I will introduce you to another guest. Oh shit, that's all the time we have. I am "Da Xtreme Gangsta" James Baker and i'm out of here. Tune in to the rest of this bad ass broadcast and that's that and nothin' more, believe that.
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac hits as James Baker plays up to the audience once more.
BM: That sure was an interesting show.
SS: Yeah, I guess it was, not like I was listening anyways.
BM: You sure missed out on some interesting stuff Saint.
SS: I'm sure I did.
BM: It’s now time for a debut in YCW… Of mister Israel Steele! He’s going to be facing Owen Anderson…Here’s a package so we know more on him!
[Promo Package: Owen Anderson]
Narrator: Our first wrestling wannabe of this evening is Owen Anderson. Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Owen works at a local Subway restaurant.
Cut to Owen, about to talk.
Owen: You know, I’ve always loved the sport. I’ve been watching it since the bright days of Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart, etc, and I’ve grown with them. I’m a long-time WWE fan, and I have followed them through the Monday Night Wars, which they won. Now, I’m a bit tired of standing on the sidelines…So, yup, here I am. I’m Owen Anderson, and I’m ready to take the risk to become a professional wrestler.
Narrator: The prize set is ten thousand dollars and a one-month YCW contract. The only problem is, will he be able to overcome the debuting YCW beast, Israel Steele? We’re about to see…
[End of Package]
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina... weighing in at 333 pounds... Israel Steele!
"Rush" by Tom Sawyer hits as Israel walks to the ring not looking at the crowd. get up on the apron and pushes down the top rope and steps over and waits for the slaught to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, already in the ring, Owen Anderson!
The sound of crickets chirping occurs at the mentioning of Owen Anderson.
*DING! DING! DING!*
BM: Izzy wastes little time as he plants Anderson down with the big boot!
SS: This is so fair to Blair!
BM: Say what?
SS: You don't remember! His brother is Paul Blair!
BM: Well that's neat because Izzy just nailed Anderson with a vicious spear!
SS: I'm surprised Owen is still...
BM: Don't you dare!
SS: What?
BM: I know where you were going with this and that's really inappropriate and in bad taste!
SS: Whatever... Izzy going for a pin!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
BM: Izzy lets up at the last second and I really have to question him here!
SS: What's there to question about?
BM: Because if you don't remember the Ray MacCord vs Mr. Baller match, MacCord beat Baller!
SS: In a fluke match Brandon! In a fluke match!
BM: Geez! Izzy has Anderson on his shoulders! Huge running powerslam by Izzy!
SS: I'm surprised Owen's spine...
BM: Can it asshole! I don't want to hear any disrespectful comments at all!
SS: Gee! Suck a fucking cock!
Israel picks Anderson up by the head as if he were a basketball. He places him on his feet and just nails him in the face with the Superkick. Israel thinks of going for the cover, but changes his mind at the last second. Israel picks Anderson up and places him in position for a choke slam. After a delay, he drops the choke slam down into a powerbomb to complete the Death Drop!
BM: Jesus christ! That's over!
SS: Cover the asshole!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... Israel Steele!
"Rush" by Tom Sawyer plays as the referee raises Israel Steele's hand in victory.
BM: Well, there goes Owen’s chance of becoming a pro wrestler!
SS: He just couldn’t cut the mustard!
BM: Cough cough, your miserable attempt at wrestling.
SS: EXCUSE ME?!
BM: Just did some research to found you once tried a job at wrestling, but lost ten consecutive bouts and quit.
SS(nervous): I’m a fucking SAINT, how should I ever lose?
BM: You’re a Saint? Ever wondered if you were from Johnny Saint’s family?
SS: He’s a man I’d proud to be a familiar of. He’s the damn legend of the UK wrestling circuit!
BM: Back to our business, thought, since Owen didn’t do it, let’s see if the next guy can! We’ll be right back after a quick break, folks!
*BREAK*
BM: Welcome back! Now, here’s a package for the next contestant in this show…
[Promo Package: Aaron Thomas]
Narrator: The following competitor is…
The narrator suddenly is cut out by a familiar, angry voice.
Voice: You will understand everything in due time!
[End of Package]
BM: What the hell?!
SS (innocently): These things happen sometimes, no one you can blame.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! In the ring, from New York City, weighing in at 287 pounds… AARON THOMAS!
No reaction ensues.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent…From Goldfield, NV, he is the former YCW World Heavyweight Champion…ERIC REDGATE!!
“Master of Puppets” plays to a loud ovation, but, similar to Wrestling Extravaganza, no one comes out. Yet, this time, the theme song fades away and we cut to a scene in the titantron, where Eric is speaking with an unknown woman.
Eric: What the hell are you talking about? I wasn’t informed of any match!
Woman: I wasn’t informed either, this was just in!
Eric: I can’t compete, I’m beaten and battered!
Woman: Sorry, Eric, it says here if you miss another match your contract will be terminated.
Eric: WHAT?!
Woman: Sorry.
Eric: You…You’re an incompetent little bitch! Why didn’t you tell me this before? YOU’RE FIRED!
Eric walks away, furious. The lady looks at him and cries away.
“Master of Puppets” by Metallica blasts again in the PA system to a lot of cheers. Eric Redgate comes out, his arm still in a cast, and the scorpion pendant around his neck, furious. Eric slides beneath the bottom rope and unleashes a pounding attack on Aaron.
*DING DING DING*
BM: And look at Eric, he’s pummeling away! With one arm, he has grounded our rookie, Aaron!
SS: Damn.
BM: Legdrop by Eric! He gets up and stomps away! It’s the best he can do! Eric now, picking up Aaron with one hand…HIP TOSS! Wow! He grabs him…One armed DDT!
SS: Uh…
BM: Eric bounces off the ropes…SENTON! WOW! What a move for such a big guy!
SS: Wait a damned minute!
BM: Well…Wait, where are you going, Shannon?! Saint is in the ring… And he makes Eric trip! OH! Right in his arm! Oh my god, what a cheating little squat! Aaron with the damn roll-up! NO!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING DING DING*
BM: Eric was screwed once again!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here’s your winner, and the newest member of the YCW Roster…AARON THOMAS!
Shannon Saint enters the ring, smirking, and raises Aaron’s fist. Eric storms out of the ring, furious, and looks at the crowd rabidly.
BM: Poor Eric…
Eric Redgate snaps, grabs a piece of the announce table and throws it away. He grabs a camera from a cameraman nearby and throws it right into the steel post, destroying the camera. Eric, in his wave of fury, grabs the time keeper and knocks him down with his free hand. Redgate, not done yet, grabs a steel chair and throws it against the steel post. A referee comes in to calm down, but Eric, furious, grabs the referee by the throat, hoists him up high and puts him through the table with a vicious chokeslam.
BM: OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL! This official has been destroyed by Eric Redgate!
Eric grabs an office chair and tosses it away. Eric spits on the floor, and flips off Shannon Saint and Aaron Thomas, before walking away through the crowd.
BM: What an attack! Eric Redgate just went berserk! We have no announce table, one less cameraman, one less referee, and one traumatized timekeeper! We’ll have to take a break!
*BREAK*
BM: Welcome back, after this moment of Eric Redgate snapping out…
SS: Looks like the master of puppets has his strings being pulled…
BM: But why are you doing this to Eric?! What is your problem?!
SS: I have my reasons!
BM: Well, you just earned the YCW roster another member! And by his muscular composition, seems a little HANDPICKED to me!
SS (ironical tone): Smart feller!
BM: Fart smeller!
SS: Oh glory, crude Family Guy humor! Let’s just sit back and see that you can only win an YCW contract when someone’s on your side!
[Promo Package: Alex Vane]
Narrator: The following competitor is a man who is trying to receive wrestling glory. After being cut from WWE programs such as Tough Enough and NXT. Alex Vane looks to rebound from those shortcomings and gain a contract in YouTube Championship Wrestling.
The camera goes up to Alex Vane, who is sitting on his couch with a newspaper beside him.
Alex Vane: I am Alex Vane. I competed on the third season of Tough Enough, where I was runner up to Matt Cappotelli and John Morrison. I also auditioned for NXT, but WWE management didn't think I was good enough to compete with their so-called talented guys. I am here in YCW to not only gain the prestigious contract, but I am here to make a statement to every single guy in the back. So when I win a contract, you suckers will be put on notice and that's real talk.
[End of Package]
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Burbank, California... weighing in at 239 pounds... Shaggy "Mr. 420"!
"Hell Yeah" by Rev Theory begins to play as Shaggy and his dog Dooby makes his way to the stage. A green laser pot leaf flies around the arena as he and his dog walk down the ramp. Halfway down Shaggy stumbles and bit, rolls and kips up with arms flailing. The fans make a huge pop and Shaggy slides into the ring.
BM: What the hell are you doing?
SS: I'm lighting one up! Is there a problem?
BM: We're on the air you idiot!
SS: Well fuck me! I haven't smoked a bowl all day!
BM: Jesus Christ!
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, already in the ring, Alex Vane!
The crowd doesn't even react to Alex.
*DING! DING! DING!*
BM: And here we go! This match is underway!
SS: I think you meant this sparring session is underway!
BM: Whatever!
SS: Look at Shaggy! He just hit Alex Vane with a powerslam!
BM: Impressive! Wait... what's this?
SS: He's taking out a joint and he takes a hit of it!
BM: Oh god! Well he does live up to his name afterall!
SS: Did Shaggy just trip over his own feet or am I seeing things?
BM: You're exactly right Saint and as a result, he headbutts Vane right in the nuts!
SS: Oh look at you! You're saying less wussy shit now!
BM: Can it!
SS: Piss off!
BM: ...Anyways! Shaggy goes to the top rope!
SS: He's going to slip! I'm calling it right now!
BM: How much are you willing to bet?
SS: $1,000!
BM: I bet $500 that he does it perfect!
Shaggy looks as if he is going to do a flip, but instead, he slips and lands himself into a knee drop to the head of his opponent.
BM: Oops!
SS: I can't tell whether he fucked that one up or not?
BM: He did land a move on him, but i'm not sure if it was the one he intended though!
SS: That means I win asshole! Now give me my money!
BM: NO! Shaggy now locks Vane in an Elevated Octopus Stretch!
SS: Token is the name of the move! It's funny because i'm going to be token the fuck out after this match!
BM: Shaggy is just pulling back, harder and harder!
SS: If Vane was smart enough, he would tap out right now!
BM: Vane taps out! Shaggy wins! Shaggy wins! SHAGGY WINS!
SS: Lay off the fucking pills!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... Shaggy "Mr. 420"!
SS: What the hell? Brandon, you are everything but a trustworthy source, but am I high?
BM(sarcastic): No, you’re a saint, aren’t you up in heaven all day?
SS: I don’t know, it’s probably heavenly steam up my nose, because I can’t distinguish which one of them is the punchbag beeotch! Did Shaggy win $10,000?
BM: He’s just a little clumsy in my opinion…
SS: He’s a fucking disaster!
BM: Whatever. Ladies and gentlemen, we still have one match, the debut of Leon Lonewolf! Just after this commercial break!
*BREAK*
[Promo Package: Vance D'Arc]
The camera goes up to Vance D'Arc, who is standing in a dark alley with chaos around him.
Vance D'Arc: My name is Vance D'Arc. I inflict more pain and punishment than anybody can imagine. I'm the most ruthless guy to ever exist in this world and I will show all of YCW why I will gain a spot on the roster.
[End of Package]
"Maybe I'm a Lion" by Black Mages plays through the arena and flames and fireworks go off synchronized with the music. 12 seconds into the song, Fireworks go off one more time and Leon Lonewolf appears to a positive reaction. Leon makes his way down the ramp in a normal pace, but taking time to socialize with fans.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 285 lbs, making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut…LEON LONEWOLF!
Leon makes his way to the ring, climbs up the turnbuckle, posing for the crowd by extending his thumb, middle and little fingers of both hands in the air: his symbol of honor. He climbs up another turnbuckle and taunts again. He jumps down and readies himself for the match.
BM: Here is the newest addition to the YCW roster, Leon Lonewolf!
SS: What's so impressive about him?
BM: In every promotion that he's been a part of, he has been a champion!
SS: Okay and the same could be said about everybody else!
BM: Just watch and see what happens!
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, from parts unknown... Vance D'Arc!
The crowd gives out no reaction whatsoever as Vance D'Arc walks down to the ring.
*DING! DING! DING!*
BM: Here we go! Look at Vance D'Arc. He's scared out of his mind!
SS: That's how all these scrubs are Brandon!
BM: Leon wastes little time as he nails a big boot that could've taken Vance's head off his shoulders!
SS: I'm not going to lie! This kid looks the part, but can he actually play it as well!
BM: So far he's proving that theory to us! Leon's got Vance by the neck... could it be!
SS: Oh hell yeah! Leon plants Vance down with a sickening two handed chokeslam!
BM: Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
NO!!!!
Leon breaks his own cover!
BM: What the hell is up with him? He had the pin all day!
SS: Leon wants to inflict as much damage upon Vance D'Arc as humanly possible!
BM: Leon picks Vance's head up like a basketball! Leon has Vance up on his shoulders... and he plants him down with a thunderous Death Valley Driver!
SS: Leon's continuing the assault as he's just stomping away at any available part that Vance is leaving open!
BM: If I were the YCW roster, I would start fearing this man right now!
SS: I can tell you're scurred because you just wet yourself. Disgusting!
BM: ...
SS: Look at the power that Leon is displaying here! He's got Vance in between his legs. He elevates him up high in the air... LIONHEART! Leon just planted Vance D'Arc with the Lionheart!
BM: Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner.... Leon Lonewolf!
BM: Leon Lonewolf impressive in his YCW debut match here on Step Up!
SS: I'm not going to lie! I like this kid! He has a tremendous upside and if he keeps up with the path of destruction that he left tonight, he's going to be a top star here very soon.
BM: We will now take the final break of the evening. When we come back, the beatdown of the bitch known as Jake Norton will proceed to happen!
SS: I can't stand that racist mother fucker!
*BREAK*
BM: Well folks it is time for us to have our main event...a main event that will feature TWO YCW Debuts!!
SS: That’s right – we will be seeing the YCW in ring debut of Jake Norton and “Mr. Intensity” Kerry Collins. Make no mistake about it though, neither of these men are rookies and both have seen their fair share of the squared circle.
BM: Indeed. Norton was most recently a member of the Violent Society, where he was brutalized by our own Resident Pimp, James Baker. Collins comes to us from the Classic Wrestling Federation where he went by the in-ring name of “Retribution” and had more of a bodyguard role alongside “The Nitemare” Rob Osbourne…
SS: Who, ironically enough, is now Collins’s manager. Should be an interesting match to say the least. Let’s get to the announcer for the introductions…
Jimmy Wilkes: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall…
“Starfuckers, Inc" by Nine Inch Nails hits the sound system as Norton trots onto the stage.
Jimmy Wilkes: From Birmingham, England, weighing 195 pounds... Jake Norton!
Jake Norton walks out to chorus of boos. He is wearing black tights and a "Fuck N*ggers" t-shirt. He walks down to the ring and jumps in quickly, dodging the rain of garbage being tossed at him by the irrate fans. He races to the corner and begins climbing the ropes and throws his shirt into the crowd. He jumps off and turns to face the entrance ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent…
Jimmy Wilkes continues to speak, but his mic goes dead. Just then “Hail Mary” by 2Pac kicks in and the fans rip the roof off as James Baker once again makes his presence felt as he steps out onto the ramp with a mic in hand.
James Baker: Yo, yo, yo, yo! I was thinking bout how Jake Norton thinks he’s hotter than fire and has made the claims of bein able to “fuck up anything you cunts have to offer” – what say we make Jake put his money where his mouth is. You think you got the shit to run through the best in YCW? Fine bitch…prove it….cause this is now a GAUNTLET MATCH!!
“Hail Mary” plays once more as the fans explode and Norton flips out in a fit of rage as “No One Gets Left Behind” by Five Finger Death Punch plays and the fans go crazy again as the Broadcast Champion, John Allister jogs onto the ramp. He hoists his title belt in the air, drops it to the ramp and sprints to the ring.
SS: It looks like the YCW Broadcast Champ John Allister gets first dibs at Norton.
BM: The champ slides under the bottom ropes and nails Norton with a clothesline. Norton gets up quick, only to be met with another clothesline by Allister on the rebound. Three more rounds of clotheslines later Norton, dazed, stands up and Allister hooks him on his shoulder…MURDER…
SS: That’s Allister’s modified F5 slam…and he hooks the leg….
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner….JOHN ALLISTER!!!
“Hail Mary” by 2Pac plays as Baker walks back onto the ramp.
James Baker: Nah son…it ain’t working like that. The winner tonight is the YCW Universe. Allister was just the beginning Norton. I hope your ass is ready for hell.
"Midwest Choppers" by Tech N9ne hits the PA system as Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks emerge on the stage on either side of Baker. They receive a huge pop from the crowd.
James Baker: Lemme learned ya somethin. Yo ass is bout to get toe up from the flow up. Believe that.
Baker drops the mic and walks backstage as Da Xtreme Dynasty makes their way to the ring with sick and demented smiles on their faces. They stop at the ring before they go under to get some weapons. The notable weapons that they pull out are a Barbed Wired chair, a Kendo Stick, a Cheese Grater, a Table, lighter fluid, gasoline and of course, a Spiked Out Baseball Bat that was made famous by their leader James Baker.
BM: Holy shit! These guys are fucking psychotic!
SS: I may not like these guys, but god damn, they are ruthless and we all know that mother fucker Jake Norton deserves every bit of this!
Styles and Banks start throwing the items into the ring before they slide in as well. Banks immediately hits Norton with a Lariat clothesline that could've taken his head off. Styles springs himself off of the ropes and hits Norton with a Springboard Moonsault floated over into an Inverted DDT that he called The Paramour DDT. Styles motions for Banks to grab the barbed wired chair. Banks runs up to Norton and starts blasting him repeatedly with the chair without any remorse whatsoever. Once Banks stops the attack, the chair is literally bent in two and Norton is just covered in blood.
BM: Wow! Look at the carnage in the ring! It's like a demolition derby up in here!
SS: I'm telling you, if you think this is the most brutal thing Jake Norton has had so far, well he hasn't seen anything yet!
Banks picks Norton up and puts him on the table that's set up in the ring. He and Styles start wrapping barbed wire across him. Banks grabs the gasoline and starts pouring it on Norton. As that is done, Styles proceeds to light the match and throw it on Norton as Norton's flesh is burning in flames.
BM: Damn! These guys have no remorse whatsoever!
SS: You're forgetting one thing!
BM: And what's that?
SS: They're associated with a complete psycho, known as James Baker!
As the flames continue to soar. Styles goes to the top rope. After waiting for a while as the flames start to die down a bit, Styles dives off the ropes and hits Norton with the 450 Splash that he calls The Cleveland Hangtime. Styles immediately gets Norton to his feet and after a short delay, he nails him with the Stylish Execution. On impact of the move, Banks picks up Norton and nails him with New York State of Mind and back to back, they call that Lights Out. Banks with the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners of round 2 of the Norton Gauntlet…. Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks.
"Here to Stay" by Korn hits the PA system as Danielle Lopez walks to the stage with her half of the YCW World Tag Team Championship slinged on her right arm. She walks down the ramp with a smile on her face as she gives high fives to the fans over the guard rail. She slides in through the bottom rope and just stares at Norton. Styles and Banks bring the little bitch to his knees before Danielle just kicks the living shit out of him. Danielle motions for Styles and Banks to get Norton up, which they immediately do. Danielle nails Norton right in the skull with the Roundhouse Kick that she calls Potential Brain Damage. Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: The winner of round 3 of the Norton Gauntlet…and one half of the YCW World Tag Team Champions... "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez!
"In the End" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as Phillip Mustang just casually walks to the stage with his half of the YCW World Tag Team Championship around his waist. He immediately runs down to the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope. He high-fives Styles and Banks and he hugs Danielle. His eyes lock onto Norton, who is scared shitless. Phillip cracks Norton in the head with the title belt. Phillip then grabs the kendo stick and starts whacking Norton with it repeatedly and anywhere he can. Phillip points up to the sky and then hits Norton with the Mustang-Plex.
Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
NO!!!!
Mustang breaks up the cover so he can inflict more damage upon this asshole! Phillip starts stomping on Norton until blood starts foaming out of his mouth. Phillip then gets Norton up and places him between his legs. Phillip then elevates Norton up in the air and after a short delay, he plants the mother fucker down onto the mat with a sickening Elevated Powerbomb that he calls The Saving Grace. Phillip makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: The winner of round 4 of the Norton Gauntlet…the OTHER half of the YCW World Tag Team Champions... Phillip Mustang!
Phillip, Danielle, Styles and Banks disregard the announcement and just start beating on Norton 4 on 1... After they brutalize him some more, they stop and wait for the next person to come in.
SS: I wonder who's next?
BM: We're about to find out!
After a brief moment, "Maybe I'm a Lion" hits the P/A and the crowd gives a decent pop as Leon Lonewolf runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. The bell rings and Leon immediately delivers a HUGE Big Boot. Cover.
1...
2...
3!
NO!
BM: Wow. This jackass sure can put up a fight.
SS: Shut up, you idiot, before I change your initials from BM to BO.
BM: Can I have BA instead?
SS: No.
Leon taunts the crowd, signaling the end. He pulls Norton to his feet, sets him up, elevates him - LIONHEART! He connects the Lionheart! Cover
1...
2...
3!
NO!
Leon breaks his own cover. the hell? He grabs Norton - WOLVEN ASSAULT! He locks in the Wolven Assault! Norton fights with himself not to tap, but he begins coughing up blood. He rapidly taps out and the ref calls for the bell, but Leon does not let go. The ref tries pulling Leon off, but Leon lets go after Norton is completely passed out. Leon taunts the crowd as he heads backstage. Several refs and medical staff surround Norton, checking to see if he's okay.
Jimmy Wilkes: Your winner of round 5 of the Norton Gauntlet... Leon Lonewolf!
SS: Who's next to beat on this mother fucker?
Jimmy Wilkes: And his next opponent, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland, standing six feet, four inches and weighing in at two hundred and fourty-eight pounds..."The Dark Cloud"...OSIRIS!!!!!
"It's Dark & Hell Is Hot" by DMX hits the sound system with ominous bells sounding and the arena is instantly plunged into darkness. The lights start to flicker ice blue erratically as thick smoke fills the stage. A single spotlight follows Osiris as he walks slowly to the top of the ramp, receiving a mixed reaction from the crowd as he looks round the building, his face grim. Dressed in a long black open coat, black pants with grey symbols and black boots, Osiris moves down the ramp. He glances at the fans either side of him and shakes his head in disgust, a snarl across his face. He reaches the ring and climbs up the steel steps and through the ropes. The referee takes the coat to ringside while Osiris stands still on the right side of the ring, eyes fixed on Jake Norton, who is nervously jogging up and down.
SS: You know, I think this is the only time Osiris will ever get cheered here.
BM: Well even Jake Norton is more hated than "The Dark Cloud", who also happens to be the number one contender to the YCW Broadcast Title.
SS: I can't wait for John Allister vs Osiris for the belt, that'll be one hell of a match - no doubt about it.
BM: Despite the smattering of cheers, Osiris still loathes these fans. I don't really see why-
SS: They don't follow The Code of Truth & Virtue, Brandon. Maybe you should think about following it yourself.
BM: Do you? Wait, do you even know what it is? Does anybody?
SS: Shut your mouth.
BM: -Sigh-
SS: Osiris charges, look at that pace!
BM: He's pretty damn quick for a big man. Osiris connects with several lefts and rights, Norton's stumbling. He's back in the top right corner, taking punch after punch.
SS: Oooh, Osiris is going in with some knife-edge chops, Ric Flair style!
BM: Norton with a poke to the eye, I always knew he was a bad sport. He hoists himself up onto the second rope of the turnbuckle - goes for a diving clothesline!
SS: Osiris saw it coming and moved out the way, hahaha. He's too smart for Norton.
BM: Anybody is really. Norton's up now, Osiris goes for a lariat but Norton ducks it. "The Dark Cloud" turns quickly though and connects with some stiff shots to the lower back. I think I know what's coming-
SS: Afterburn! Osiris just hit Norton with the Afterburn!
BM: He's not going for the cover though. Osiris is going to make Norton tap out - look, he's locked in the Unnatural Selection already!
SS: We saw Rosalie tap to this modified Gogoplata at Electricity - it's a deadly submission move.
BM: I didn't think it would take long, this one's over already. Osiris' streak continues, 3 and 0 - this guy is a real beast of a wrestler.
SS: You're talking sense for a change, Brandon. Osiris is the future, look at the way he manhandled Norton before making him scream for mercy. It was an utter annihilation.
BM: But it's not over for Jake Norton yet, oh no! There's still more to come for the cocky wrestler even if he doesn't want it.
SS: Hehehe, I can't wait - who's out next? Lets get them down here now before Norton does a runner!
BM: Norton's out the ring, he's trying to escape through the crowd... but look at Osiris, he's on him! Osiris has caught him in the busy crowd. They're exchanging punches, Osiris has the advantage, he slams Norton's head into the end of the back of a steel chair.
SS: That's gotta hurt! Now Osiris is dragging Norton back towards the ring. Clothesline over the barrier and they're back at ringside - there's no escaping for Norton!
BM: Osiris throws him back into the ring and climbs in himself - looks like he isn't finished here just yet. Norton's up but he looks groggy, eyes glazed over...
SS: He lifts him up for the Intrinsic Evil... he hits it! Listen to the crowd pop for that lethal finisher - even though they can't stand Osiris himself.
BM: Cover by Osiris
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: The winner of the 6th round of the Norton Gauntlet…OSIRIS!!!!!!
SS: This is insane…the guy has had his lunch handed to him by 7 people now. How much longer can this go on?!?!
BM: I think that question is about to be answered….
Ring Announcer: And the final opponent in the Norton Gauntlet….standing six feet, ten inches, and weighing in at three hundred and twenty-five pounds….hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota, being accompanied to the ring by his manager “The Nitemare” Rob Osbourne, making his YCW in ring debut…” Mr. Intensity” KERRY COLLINS!!!
The lights drop and darkness sets in the arena. Smoke begins to billow from out of the ring on all sides as "Hurt" by Johnny Cash begins playing. A super spot shining from BEHIND the curtain blinds the camera giving a negative image in the screen as Kerry Collins steps out with Rob Osbourne at his side. He lets his head hang forward with his chin touching his chest…as the spot fades out, he snaps his head back and then walks to the ring with purpose, stepping over the top rope. He drops to a knee as smoke fills the ring and then he raises both arms and pyro explodes as he stands, ready for the fight.
BM: I have to tell you Saint…I’ve heard some great stuff about this guy Kerry Collins and cannot wait to see him in action here tonight.
SS: You’re sickening the way you get all ga-ga over this stuff sometimes, ya know?
BM: I’m very passionate about what we do Saint. Not that that’s something I’ d expect you to know anything about.
SS: Whatever.
BM: Here we go…Norton can barely stand, and Collins looks like the kind of brawler that would hurt you if you were fresh.
SS: Finally!! We agree on something!! Norton doesn’t stand a snow balls chance in hell of winning this round.
BM: Norton stumbling around, swinging wildly at the air. His right eye is swollen shut and he’s been roasted like a marshmellow, though he continues to fight. Remarkable.
SS: No…it’s just stupid on his part. The idiot should just lay there and not move. Collins looks like a humane person. He’d probably just cover him and get this over with. Look…he’s telling Osbourne he doesn’t want to hit the guy.
BM: I don’t think that’s what he’s saying to Osbourne Saint…he’s offering his mentor a crack at Norton. Osbourne nods and climbs in the ring. He saunters up to Norton…boot to the gut…Norton doubles over…Osbourne tucks his head beneath his arm….BADD DREAM!!!!!
SS: And Osbourne pulls him back to his feet and whips him across the ring towards Collins…SPEAR! GOOD NIGHT IRENE!!! I THINK HE JUST SPLIT HIM IN TWO!!!!
BM: I know I heard ribs cracking from the impact of that spear by Collins. Uh-oh.
SS: Stick a fork in him Ma…he’s done!!
BM: Collins pulls Norton up by his hair….he gets him into position for The Final Judgment….
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac plays once more as James Baker runs out from the back…
James Baker: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! Hold it right there.
Collins pauses, with Norton on his shoulders, and looks up at the ramp where James Baker has just emerged from the backstage area. Collins drops Norton out of the powerbomb position and Norton's body hits the mat with a sickening thud.
James Baker: Norton, you're a fuckin' joke. First, Drastic beat you into oblivion even though you got the win in that first blood match in that other promotion, he won the war. Then I beat your ass into nothingness in that same promotion....then you drop off the face of the planet. Now you wanna show up here in my boy Terrell Ryder's house? You can't hang in YCW Jake Norton. Shit..you can't hang with college kids....or even high schoolers for that matter. You know what? You can't even hang with little kids fool.
The crowd errupts in laughter as Baker nods
James Baker: Ya'll know how the Notorious Pimp does shit...I don't like rumors...I don't like bullshit comments...and I don't like two bit hack mother fuckers who can't, don't, or won't back up what they say. So I'm going to pick a kid from the audience to prove my point....
The kids in attendance all go nuts as Baker looks around the arena. He points to a kid of no more than 10 year's old and motions to security to bring the kid forward. The young boy climbs through the ropes as Baker motions to Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks and they pull Norton up off of the canvas and stand him up right. Baker whispers in the kids ear and the boy gets a running start and mule kicks Norton right between the legs. Instead of the cry of pain that would be expected from a high impact groin shot, Norton just falls backwards...into the waiting arms of Kerry Collins who laucnhes him out of the ring with a methodical belly to back suplex. The crowd tears the roof off of the building as Norton's head bounces off of the cement. Osbourne runs over to Norton and pulls him back up and rolls him into the ring to Kerry Collins who pulls him back up into the powerbomb position.
BM: NOW Jake Norton gets his Final Judgment!!!!
SS: CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB BY COLLINS!!!!!! Good Lord this guy is a machine!!!
BM: Wait…who’s getting all ga-ga now Saint?
SS: Shut it!
BM: Cover by Collins….
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the final leg of the Norton Gauntlet…”MR. INTENSITY” KERRY COLLINS!!!!
"Hurt by Johnny Cash as everybody that was involved in the gauntlet celebrates in the ring as Norton just lays there on the ground as he's not moving. James and Danielle put the ten year old boy on their shoulders and celebrate, while Kerry Collins and Rob Osbourne shake hands and celebrate with everybody else present.
BM: Well, that was indeed an ass kicking for the ages!
SS: No joke. I hope the next victim is Brian Adams!
BM: Haha! Well that's all the time we have for Step Up! We will see you this upcoming Monday Night. On behalf of Shannon Saint, goodnight everybody!
End of broadcast.
YCW Step Up
“Step Up” by Drowning Pool blasts through the arena as the crowd cheers loudly. We pan throughout the 700 people crowd, where everyone is happy to see the show. We cut to the announcing team.
BM: Welcome, everybody, to this magnificent event called STEP UP! This, ladies and gentlemen, is a one-time, live reality program! It’s odd, it’s different, it makes us different from every other promotion out there!
SS: …Why are you always introducing the shows?
BM: I’m the play-by-play commentator, it’s my duty.
SS: How come I never get to introduce the programming?
BM: You have a different role.
SS: Yes, but do you realize that you’re turning like half a million people off with your horrible voice?
BM: Well, since you’re holier than everyone and you’re rich as hell, why not buy a new play-by-play announcer?
SS: Good idea.
BM: Just try it. You’ll be beaten so bad like Redgate did.
SS: Especially if I was the one who orchestrated the attack on Mr. Redgate…Sheesh.
BM: Anyways, we’re not going to talk of him yet. It's now time for the very first edition of Gangsta Talk with James Baker!
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac hits as James Baker comes out to the stage, with his arm still in a cast and sling while he's wearing a White Button down t-shirt with Blue Jeans. He walks towards the ring, high-fiving the fans before he steps in between the ropes. He grabs a microphone and sits himself down on the couch.
James Baker: Yo, what it do YCW fans?
The fans cheer loudly.
James Baker: Welcome to the premier episode of Gangsta Talk with James Baker. As you all know, I am your host "Da Xtreme Gangsta" James Baker and I must tell you all right now, we got a crazy ass show tonight as my guest for this evening is a man who is an All-American American. Oh shit, that's a different person from another company. Anyways, he's an All-American from the University of Minnesota, he's won countless Tag Team Championships from Mo's World Wrestling Federation and AIW as The All-American Boys and recently, he wrestled as Retribution for companies such as the clusterfuck AWF and the political shithole CWF where he and "The Nitemare" Rob Osbourne soundly beat my boys Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks in his CWF debut match. Yo everybody, get up on yo feet and please join me in givin' out a warm welcome to "Mr. Intensity" KERRY COLLINS!
"Hurt" by Johnny Cash hits the PA system as Kerry Collins walks out, dressed up in a suit to a positive reaction from the crowd. He keeps walking down to the ring.
James Baker: Welcome man, it's been a little while since we have been in the same place at the same time. It's great to see you once again in a wrestling ring.
Kerry Collins: Good too see you to James. I am VERY happy to be part of the YCW family.
James Baker: First off, I gotta ask you, how's Nitemare doin' ever since the screwjob that VS put both him and I in?
Kerry Collins: Not good. Rob is one of the strongest men I know, but when he finally breaks and goes off the deep end, it isn't pretty. That's where we're at right now. He is in a very bad place mentally and spiritually. With time, he will bounce back, but 2010 has NOT been The Nitemare's year.
James Baker: After Nitemare and seemingly everybody and their brother left the CWF, what were YOUR reasons for departing the company and were they at all related to how they treated the Osbourne family like shit?
Kerry Collins: I was asked to stick around, but why in the hell would I do that? Why would I stick with a company that slandered a man that is like a brother to me? Why would I go against the guy that saved my life, on multiple occasions mind you, in favor of a little push? I think I made the right decision...hell, I think we ALL made the right decision James, because as we know, there no longer IS a CWF.
James Baker: Point taken. With that being said, we know that you had quite a few offers from different wrestling federations that were dying to possess your star power. What makes YouTube Championship Wrestling different from those other places?
Kerry Collins: Well, I guess this company just seemed like the right fit for me. I could have taken a gig with more money, but at what cost? For me, it isn't always about money. I see much greater opportunities here to make my mark and leave my legacy. Only time will tell if I made the right choice.
James Baker: And how has your time in YCW been so far?
Kerry Collins: To be honest with you, pretty exciting. When I was in the CWF and the AWF, I was wrestling under a mask, using an alias...now I can just be me. I was shocked at how many fans remembered me. I've had an outpouring of sympathy from the fans about my brothers and that means a great deal to me. More than they could ever know.
James Baker: What are your goals to achieve in this company?
Kerry Collins: That's a pretty dumb question isn't it James? What would your goals be if you hadn't hung up your boots? I plan on dominating that locker room and carrying this company on my back as its world champion. I had a very lucrative tag team career with my brothers Kevin and Keith as the All-American Boys, and I had a hell of a run tagging with Rob as Retribution in the CWF. Now...now I get to go back to the world of singles competition. The last promotion I wrestled full time as a singles competitor in was the AIW, owned by the late Christina Danky-Osbourne. Did you know that I have NEVER lost a singles match James? I plan to keep it that way.
James Baker: Rather lofty goals. Anybody in particular that you want to face off against that you've either defeated before or have never even encountered?
Kerry Collins: Well, I don't think I have actually had the pleasure of facing anyone currently on the YCW roster. I'd like to beat some fucking sense into Mr. Baller's idiotic ass though. And of course, Orlando Cruz is in my sights - that's a given. John Allister seems to be somewhat of a phenom in the making. I hear he's undefeated. I may need to change that.
James Baker: Out of the YCW roster, who impresses you the most, as far as like ability, drive and determination goes?
Kerry Collins: There IS one guy that stands out above all the rest. I read this guy's profile and looked over his history - I think top to bottom, he's the best thing on your roster.
James Baker: And who would that be?
Kerry Collins: Me.
James Baker: Note to self, Kerry Collins is NOT a very humble man. Any advice that you would like to give to those people you mentioned?
Kerry Collins: Advice? Advice?!?! Yeah...I've got some advice for them. Run. Run now. Run fast. Run hard. Do NOT end up across the ring from me. You won't like what happens. Your families will like it even less. Don't worry though - I'll leave just enough teeth in your head for them to ID you through the dental records.
James Baker: Do you have any last minute words that you want to share with everybody here and at home?
Kerry Collins: I'm a man of few words James. Unlike my best friend, I don't feel the need to run my mouth about what I am going to do to a man - I just do it. And I do it with an intensity unlike anything any of these "men" have ever witnessed. May God have mercy on their souls, for their day of Retribution is near.
"Hurt" by Johnny Cash plays again as Kerry Collins shakes James' hand once more as he leaves the ring and proceeds to walk up towards the ramp.
James Baker: As for final words on my behalf, tune in to the next installment of Gangsta Talk as I will introduce you to another guest. Oh shit, that's all the time we have. I am "Da Xtreme Gangsta" James Baker and i'm out of here. Tune in to the rest of this bad ass broadcast and that's that and nothin' more, believe that.
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac hits as James Baker plays up to the audience once more.
BM: That sure was an interesting show.
SS: Yeah, I guess it was, not like I was listening anyways.
BM: You sure missed out on some interesting stuff Saint.
SS: I'm sure I did.
BM: It’s now time for a debut in YCW… Of mister Israel Steele! He’s going to be facing Owen Anderson…Here’s a package so we know more on him!
[Promo Package: Owen Anderson]
Narrator: Our first wrestling wannabe of this evening is Owen Anderson. Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Owen works at a local Subway restaurant.
Cut to Owen, about to talk.
Owen: You know, I’ve always loved the sport. I’ve been watching it since the bright days of Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart, etc, and I’ve grown with them. I’m a long-time WWE fan, and I have followed them through the Monday Night Wars, which they won. Now, I’m a bit tired of standing on the sidelines…So, yup, here I am. I’m Owen Anderson, and I’m ready to take the risk to become a professional wrestler.
Narrator: The prize set is ten thousand dollars and a one-month YCW contract. The only problem is, will he be able to overcome the debuting YCW beast, Israel Steele? We’re about to see…
[End of Package]
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina... weighing in at 333 pounds... Israel Steele!
"Rush" by Tom Sawyer hits as Israel walks to the ring not looking at the crowd. get up on the apron and pushes down the top rope and steps over and waits for the slaught to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, already in the ring, Owen Anderson!
The sound of crickets chirping occurs at the mentioning of Owen Anderson.
*DING! DING! DING!*
BM: Izzy wastes little time as he plants Anderson down with the big boot!
SS: This is so fair to Blair!
BM: Say what?
SS: You don't remember! His brother is Paul Blair!
BM: Well that's neat because Izzy just nailed Anderson with a vicious spear!
SS: I'm surprised Owen is still...
BM: Don't you dare!
SS: What?
BM: I know where you were going with this and that's really inappropriate and in bad taste!
SS: Whatever... Izzy going for a pin!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
BM: Izzy lets up at the last second and I really have to question him here!
SS: What's there to question about?
BM: Because if you don't remember the Ray MacCord vs Mr. Baller match, MacCord beat Baller!
SS: In a fluke match Brandon! In a fluke match!
BM: Geez! Izzy has Anderson on his shoulders! Huge running powerslam by Izzy!
SS: I'm surprised Owen's spine...
BM: Can it asshole! I don't want to hear any disrespectful comments at all!
SS: Gee! Suck a fucking cock!
Israel picks Anderson up by the head as if he were a basketball. He places him on his feet and just nails him in the face with the Superkick. Israel thinks of going for the cover, but changes his mind at the last second. Israel picks Anderson up and places him in position for a choke slam. After a delay, he drops the choke slam down into a powerbomb to complete the Death Drop!
BM: Jesus christ! That's over!
SS: Cover the asshole!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... Israel Steele!
"Rush" by Tom Sawyer plays as the referee raises Israel Steele's hand in victory.
BM: Well, there goes Owen’s chance of becoming a pro wrestler!
SS: He just couldn’t cut the mustard!
BM: Cough cough, your miserable attempt at wrestling.
SS: EXCUSE ME?!
BM: Just did some research to found you once tried a job at wrestling, but lost ten consecutive bouts and quit.
SS(nervous): I’m a fucking SAINT, how should I ever lose?
BM: You’re a Saint? Ever wondered if you were from Johnny Saint’s family?
SS: He’s a man I’d proud to be a familiar of. He’s the damn legend of the UK wrestling circuit!
BM: Back to our business, thought, since Owen didn’t do it, let’s see if the next guy can! We’ll be right back after a quick break, folks!
*BREAK*
BM: Welcome back! Now, here’s a package for the next contestant in this show…
[Promo Package: Aaron Thomas]
Narrator: The following competitor is…
The narrator suddenly is cut out by a familiar, angry voice.
Voice: You will understand everything in due time!
[End of Package]
BM: What the hell?!
SS (innocently): These things happen sometimes, no one you can blame.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! In the ring, from New York City, weighing in at 287 pounds… AARON THOMAS!
No reaction ensues.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent…From Goldfield, NV, he is the former YCW World Heavyweight Champion…ERIC REDGATE!!
“Master of Puppets” plays to a loud ovation, but, similar to Wrestling Extravaganza, no one comes out. Yet, this time, the theme song fades away and we cut to a scene in the titantron, where Eric is speaking with an unknown woman.
Eric: What the hell are you talking about? I wasn’t informed of any match!
Woman: I wasn’t informed either, this was just in!
Eric: I can’t compete, I’m beaten and battered!
Woman: Sorry, Eric, it says here if you miss another match your contract will be terminated.
Eric: WHAT?!
Woman: Sorry.
Eric: You…You’re an incompetent little bitch! Why didn’t you tell me this before? YOU’RE FIRED!
Eric walks away, furious. The lady looks at him and cries away.
“Master of Puppets” by Metallica blasts again in the PA system to a lot of cheers. Eric Redgate comes out, his arm still in a cast, and the scorpion pendant around his neck, furious. Eric slides beneath the bottom rope and unleashes a pounding attack on Aaron.
*DING DING DING*
BM: And look at Eric, he’s pummeling away! With one arm, he has grounded our rookie, Aaron!
SS: Damn.
BM: Legdrop by Eric! He gets up and stomps away! It’s the best he can do! Eric now, picking up Aaron with one hand…HIP TOSS! Wow! He grabs him…One armed DDT!
SS: Uh…
BM: Eric bounces off the ropes…SENTON! WOW! What a move for such a big guy!
SS: Wait a damned minute!
BM: Well…Wait, where are you going, Shannon?! Saint is in the ring… And he makes Eric trip! OH! Right in his arm! Oh my god, what a cheating little squat! Aaron with the damn roll-up! NO!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
*DING DING DING*
BM: Eric was screwed once again!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here’s your winner, and the newest member of the YCW Roster…AARON THOMAS!
Shannon Saint enters the ring, smirking, and raises Aaron’s fist. Eric storms out of the ring, furious, and looks at the crowd rabidly.
BM: Poor Eric…
Eric Redgate snaps, grabs a piece of the announce table and throws it away. He grabs a camera from a cameraman nearby and throws it right into the steel post, destroying the camera. Eric, in his wave of fury, grabs the time keeper and knocks him down with his free hand. Redgate, not done yet, grabs a steel chair and throws it against the steel post. A referee comes in to calm down, but Eric, furious, grabs the referee by the throat, hoists him up high and puts him through the table with a vicious chokeslam.
BM: OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL! This official has been destroyed by Eric Redgate!
Eric grabs an office chair and tosses it away. Eric spits on the floor, and flips off Shannon Saint and Aaron Thomas, before walking away through the crowd.
BM: What an attack! Eric Redgate just went berserk! We have no announce table, one less cameraman, one less referee, and one traumatized timekeeper! We’ll have to take a break!
*BREAK*
BM: Welcome back, after this moment of Eric Redgate snapping out…
SS: Looks like the master of puppets has his strings being pulled…
BM: But why are you doing this to Eric?! What is your problem?!
SS: I have my reasons!
BM: Well, you just earned the YCW roster another member! And by his muscular composition, seems a little HANDPICKED to me!
SS (ironical tone): Smart feller!
BM: Fart smeller!
SS: Oh glory, crude Family Guy humor! Let’s just sit back and see that you can only win an YCW contract when someone’s on your side!
[Promo Package: Alex Vane]
Narrator: The following competitor is a man who is trying to receive wrestling glory. After being cut from WWE programs such as Tough Enough and NXT. Alex Vane looks to rebound from those shortcomings and gain a contract in YouTube Championship Wrestling.
The camera goes up to Alex Vane, who is sitting on his couch with a newspaper beside him.
Alex Vane: I am Alex Vane. I competed on the third season of Tough Enough, where I was runner up to Matt Cappotelli and John Morrison. I also auditioned for NXT, but WWE management didn't think I was good enough to compete with their so-called talented guys. I am here in YCW to not only gain the prestigious contract, but I am here to make a statement to every single guy in the back. So when I win a contract, you suckers will be put on notice and that's real talk.
[End of Package]
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Burbank, California... weighing in at 239 pounds... Shaggy "Mr. 420"!
"Hell Yeah" by Rev Theory begins to play as Shaggy and his dog Dooby makes his way to the stage. A green laser pot leaf flies around the arena as he and his dog walk down the ramp. Halfway down Shaggy stumbles and bit, rolls and kips up with arms flailing. The fans make a huge pop and Shaggy slides into the ring.
BM: What the hell are you doing?
SS: I'm lighting one up! Is there a problem?
BM: We're on the air you idiot!
SS: Well fuck me! I haven't smoked a bowl all day!
BM: Jesus Christ!
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, already in the ring, Alex Vane!
The crowd doesn't even react to Alex.
*DING! DING! DING!*
BM: And here we go! This match is underway!
SS: I think you meant this sparring session is underway!
BM: Whatever!
SS: Look at Shaggy! He just hit Alex Vane with a powerslam!
BM: Impressive! Wait... what's this?
SS: He's taking out a joint and he takes a hit of it!
BM: Oh god! Well he does live up to his name afterall!
SS: Did Shaggy just trip over his own feet or am I seeing things?
BM: You're exactly right Saint and as a result, he headbutts Vane right in the nuts!
SS: Oh look at you! You're saying less wussy shit now!
BM: Can it!
SS: Piss off!
BM: ...Anyways! Shaggy goes to the top rope!
SS: He's going to slip! I'm calling it right now!
BM: How much are you willing to bet?
SS: $1,000!
BM: I bet $500 that he does it perfect!
Shaggy looks as if he is going to do a flip, but instead, he slips and lands himself into a knee drop to the head of his opponent.
BM: Oops!
SS: I can't tell whether he fucked that one up or not?
BM: He did land a move on him, but i'm not sure if it was the one he intended though!
SS: That means I win asshole! Now give me my money!
BM: NO! Shaggy now locks Vane in an Elevated Octopus Stretch!
SS: Token is the name of the move! It's funny because i'm going to be token the fuck out after this match!
BM: Shaggy is just pulling back, harder and harder!
SS: If Vane was smart enough, he would tap out right now!
BM: Vane taps out! Shaggy wins! Shaggy wins! SHAGGY WINS!
SS: Lay off the fucking pills!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... Shaggy "Mr. 420"!
SS: What the hell? Brandon, you are everything but a trustworthy source, but am I high?
BM(sarcastic): No, you’re a saint, aren’t you up in heaven all day?
SS: I don’t know, it’s probably heavenly steam up my nose, because I can’t distinguish which one of them is the punchbag beeotch! Did Shaggy win $10,000?
BM: He’s just a little clumsy in my opinion…
SS: He’s a fucking disaster!
BM: Whatever. Ladies and gentlemen, we still have one match, the debut of Leon Lonewolf! Just after this commercial break!
*BREAK*
[Promo Package: Vance D'Arc]
The camera goes up to Vance D'Arc, who is standing in a dark alley with chaos around him.
Vance D'Arc: My name is Vance D'Arc. I inflict more pain and punishment than anybody can imagine. I'm the most ruthless guy to ever exist in this world and I will show all of YCW why I will gain a spot on the roster.
[End of Package]
"Maybe I'm a Lion" by Black Mages plays through the arena and flames and fireworks go off synchronized with the music. 12 seconds into the song, Fireworks go off one more time and Leon Lonewolf appears to a positive reaction. Leon makes his way down the ramp in a normal pace, but taking time to socialize with fans.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 285 lbs, making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut…LEON LONEWOLF!
Leon makes his way to the ring, climbs up the turnbuckle, posing for the crowd by extending his thumb, middle and little fingers of both hands in the air: his symbol of honor. He climbs up another turnbuckle and taunts again. He jumps down and readies himself for the match.
BM: Here is the newest addition to the YCW roster, Leon Lonewolf!
SS: What's so impressive about him?
BM: In every promotion that he's been a part of, he has been a champion!
SS: Okay and the same could be said about everybody else!
BM: Just watch and see what happens!
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, from parts unknown... Vance D'Arc!
The crowd gives out no reaction whatsoever as Vance D'Arc walks down to the ring.
*DING! DING! DING!*
BM: Here we go! Look at Vance D'Arc. He's scared out of his mind!
SS: That's how all these scrubs are Brandon!
BM: Leon wastes little time as he nails a big boot that could've taken Vance's head off his shoulders!
SS: I'm not going to lie! This kid looks the part, but can he actually play it as well!
BM: So far he's proving that theory to us! Leon's got Vance by the neck... could it be!
SS: Oh hell yeah! Leon plants Vance down with a sickening two handed chokeslam!
BM: Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
NO!!!!
Leon breaks his own cover!
BM: What the hell is up with him? He had the pin all day!
SS: Leon wants to inflict as much damage upon Vance D'Arc as humanly possible!
BM: Leon picks Vance's head up like a basketball! Leon has Vance up on his shoulders... and he plants him down with a thunderous Death Valley Driver!
SS: Leon's continuing the assault as he's just stomping away at any available part that Vance is leaving open!
BM: If I were the YCW roster, I would start fearing this man right now!
SS: I can tell you're scurred because you just wet yourself. Disgusting!
BM: ...
SS: Look at the power that Leon is displaying here! He's got Vance in between his legs. He elevates him up high in the air... LIONHEART! Leon just planted Vance D'Arc with the Lionheart!
BM: Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner.... Leon Lonewolf!
BM: Leon Lonewolf impressive in his YCW debut match here on Step Up!
SS: I'm not going to lie! I like this kid! He has a tremendous upside and if he keeps up with the path of destruction that he left tonight, he's going to be a top star here very soon.
BM: We will now take the final break of the evening. When we come back, the beatdown of the bitch known as Jake Norton will proceed to happen!
SS: I can't stand that racist mother fucker!
*BREAK*
BM: Well folks it is time for us to have our main event...a main event that will feature TWO YCW Debuts!!
SS: That’s right – we will be seeing the YCW in ring debut of Jake Norton and “Mr. Intensity” Kerry Collins. Make no mistake about it though, neither of these men are rookies and both have seen their fair share of the squared circle.
BM: Indeed. Norton was most recently a member of the Violent Society, where he was brutalized by our own Resident Pimp, James Baker. Collins comes to us from the Classic Wrestling Federation where he went by the in-ring name of “Retribution” and had more of a bodyguard role alongside “The Nitemare” Rob Osbourne…
SS: Who, ironically enough, is now Collins’s manager. Should be an interesting match to say the least. Let’s get to the announcer for the introductions…
Jimmy Wilkes: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall…
“Starfuckers, Inc" by Nine Inch Nails hits the sound system as Norton trots onto the stage.
Jimmy Wilkes: From Birmingham, England, weighing 195 pounds... Jake Norton!
Jake Norton walks out to chorus of boos. He is wearing black tights and a "Fuck N*ggers" t-shirt. He walks down to the ring and jumps in quickly, dodging the rain of garbage being tossed at him by the irrate fans. He races to the corner and begins climbing the ropes and throws his shirt into the crowd. He jumps off and turns to face the entrance ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent…
Jimmy Wilkes continues to speak, but his mic goes dead. Just then “Hail Mary” by 2Pac kicks in and the fans rip the roof off as James Baker once again makes his presence felt as he steps out onto the ramp with a mic in hand.
James Baker: Yo, yo, yo, yo! I was thinking bout how Jake Norton thinks he’s hotter than fire and has made the claims of bein able to “fuck up anything you cunts have to offer” – what say we make Jake put his money where his mouth is. You think you got the shit to run through the best in YCW? Fine bitch…prove it….cause this is now a GAUNTLET MATCH!!
“Hail Mary” plays once more as the fans explode and Norton flips out in a fit of rage as “No One Gets Left Behind” by Five Finger Death Punch plays and the fans go crazy again as the Broadcast Champion, John Allister jogs onto the ramp. He hoists his title belt in the air, drops it to the ramp and sprints to the ring.
SS: It looks like the YCW Broadcast Champ John Allister gets first dibs at Norton.
BM: The champ slides under the bottom ropes and nails Norton with a clothesline. Norton gets up quick, only to be met with another clothesline by Allister on the rebound. Three more rounds of clotheslines later Norton, dazed, stands up and Allister hooks him on his shoulder…MURDER…
SS: That’s Allister’s modified F5 slam…and he hooks the leg….
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner….JOHN ALLISTER!!!
“Hail Mary” by 2Pac plays as Baker walks back onto the ramp.
James Baker: Nah son…it ain’t working like that. The winner tonight is the YCW Universe. Allister was just the beginning Norton. I hope your ass is ready for hell.
"Midwest Choppers" by Tech N9ne hits the PA system as Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks emerge on the stage on either side of Baker. They receive a huge pop from the crowd.
James Baker: Lemme learned ya somethin. Yo ass is bout to get toe up from the flow up. Believe that.
Baker drops the mic and walks backstage as Da Xtreme Dynasty makes their way to the ring with sick and demented smiles on their faces. They stop at the ring before they go under to get some weapons. The notable weapons that they pull out are a Barbed Wired chair, a Kendo Stick, a Cheese Grater, a Table, lighter fluid, gasoline and of course, a Spiked Out Baseball Bat that was made famous by their leader James Baker.
BM: Holy shit! These guys are fucking psychotic!
SS: I may not like these guys, but god damn, they are ruthless and we all know that mother fucker Jake Norton deserves every bit of this!
Styles and Banks start throwing the items into the ring before they slide in as well. Banks immediately hits Norton with a Lariat clothesline that could've taken his head off. Styles springs himself off of the ropes and hits Norton with a Springboard Moonsault floated over into an Inverted DDT that he called The Paramour DDT. Styles motions for Banks to grab the barbed wired chair. Banks runs up to Norton and starts blasting him repeatedly with the chair without any remorse whatsoever. Once Banks stops the attack, the chair is literally bent in two and Norton is just covered in blood.
BM: Wow! Look at the carnage in the ring! It's like a demolition derby up in here!
SS: I'm telling you, if you think this is the most brutal thing Jake Norton has had so far, well he hasn't seen anything yet!
Banks picks Norton up and puts him on the table that's set up in the ring. He and Styles start wrapping barbed wire across him. Banks grabs the gasoline and starts pouring it on Norton. As that is done, Styles proceeds to light the match and throw it on Norton as Norton's flesh is burning in flames.
BM: Damn! These guys have no remorse whatsoever!
SS: You're forgetting one thing!
BM: And what's that?
SS: They're associated with a complete psycho, known as James Baker!
As the flames continue to soar. Styles goes to the top rope. After waiting for a while as the flames start to die down a bit, Styles dives off the ropes and hits Norton with the 450 Splash that he calls The Cleveland Hangtime. Styles immediately gets Norton to his feet and after a short delay, he nails him with the Stylish Execution. On impact of the move, Banks picks up Norton and nails him with New York State of Mind and back to back, they call that Lights Out. Banks with the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners of round 2 of the Norton Gauntlet…. Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks.
"Here to Stay" by Korn hits the PA system as Danielle Lopez walks to the stage with her half of the YCW World Tag Team Championship slinged on her right arm. She walks down the ramp with a smile on her face as she gives high fives to the fans over the guard rail. She slides in through the bottom rope and just stares at Norton. Styles and Banks bring the little bitch to his knees before Danielle just kicks the living shit out of him. Danielle motions for Styles and Banks to get Norton up, which they immediately do. Danielle nails Norton right in the skull with the Roundhouse Kick that she calls Potential Brain Damage. Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: The winner of round 3 of the Norton Gauntlet…and one half of the YCW World Tag Team Champions... "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez!
"In the End" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as Phillip Mustang just casually walks to the stage with his half of the YCW World Tag Team Championship around his waist. He immediately runs down to the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope. He high-fives Styles and Banks and he hugs Danielle. His eyes lock onto Norton, who is scared shitless. Phillip cracks Norton in the head with the title belt. Phillip then grabs the kendo stick and starts whacking Norton with it repeatedly and anywhere he can. Phillip points up to the sky and then hits Norton with the Mustang-Plex.
Cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
NO!!!!
Mustang breaks up the cover so he can inflict more damage upon this asshole! Phillip starts stomping on Norton until blood starts foaming out of his mouth. Phillip then gets Norton up and places him between his legs. Phillip then elevates Norton up in the air and after a short delay, he plants the mother fucker down onto the mat with a sickening Elevated Powerbomb that he calls The Saving Grace. Phillip makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: The winner of round 4 of the Norton Gauntlet…the OTHER half of the YCW World Tag Team Champions... Phillip Mustang!
Phillip, Danielle, Styles and Banks disregard the announcement and just start beating on Norton 4 on 1... After they brutalize him some more, they stop and wait for the next person to come in.
SS: I wonder who's next?
BM: We're about to find out!
After a brief moment, "Maybe I'm a Lion" hits the P/A and the crowd gives a decent pop as Leon Lonewolf runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. The bell rings and Leon immediately delivers a HUGE Big Boot. Cover.
1...
2...
3!
NO!
BM: Wow. This jackass sure can put up a fight.
SS: Shut up, you idiot, before I change your initials from BM to BO.
BM: Can I have BA instead?
SS: No.
Leon taunts the crowd, signaling the end. He pulls Norton to his feet, sets him up, elevates him - LIONHEART! He connects the Lionheart! Cover
1...
2...
3!
NO!
Leon breaks his own cover. the hell? He grabs Norton - WOLVEN ASSAULT! He locks in the Wolven Assault! Norton fights with himself not to tap, but he begins coughing up blood. He rapidly taps out and the ref calls for the bell, but Leon does not let go. The ref tries pulling Leon off, but Leon lets go after Norton is completely passed out. Leon taunts the crowd as he heads backstage. Several refs and medical staff surround Norton, checking to see if he's okay.
Jimmy Wilkes: Your winner of round 5 of the Norton Gauntlet... Leon Lonewolf!
SS: Who's next to beat on this mother fucker?
Jimmy Wilkes: And his next opponent, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland, standing six feet, four inches and weighing in at two hundred and fourty-eight pounds..."The Dark Cloud"...OSIRIS!!!!!
"It's Dark & Hell Is Hot" by DMX hits the sound system with ominous bells sounding and the arena is instantly plunged into darkness. The lights start to flicker ice blue erratically as thick smoke fills the stage. A single spotlight follows Osiris as he walks slowly to the top of the ramp, receiving a mixed reaction from the crowd as he looks round the building, his face grim. Dressed in a long black open coat, black pants with grey symbols and black boots, Osiris moves down the ramp. He glances at the fans either side of him and shakes his head in disgust, a snarl across his face. He reaches the ring and climbs up the steel steps and through the ropes. The referee takes the coat to ringside while Osiris stands still on the right side of the ring, eyes fixed on Jake Norton, who is nervously jogging up and down.
SS: You know, I think this is the only time Osiris will ever get cheered here.
BM: Well even Jake Norton is more hated than "The Dark Cloud", who also happens to be the number one contender to the YCW Broadcast Title.
SS: I can't wait for John Allister vs Osiris for the belt, that'll be one hell of a match - no doubt about it.
BM: Despite the smattering of cheers, Osiris still loathes these fans. I don't really see why-
SS: They don't follow The Code of Truth & Virtue, Brandon. Maybe you should think about following it yourself.
BM: Do you? Wait, do you even know what it is? Does anybody?
SS: Shut your mouth.
BM: -Sigh-
SS: Osiris charges, look at that pace!
BM: He's pretty damn quick for a big man. Osiris connects with several lefts and rights, Norton's stumbling. He's back in the top right corner, taking punch after punch.
SS: Oooh, Osiris is going in with some knife-edge chops, Ric Flair style!
BM: Norton with a poke to the eye, I always knew he was a bad sport. He hoists himself up onto the second rope of the turnbuckle - goes for a diving clothesline!
SS: Osiris saw it coming and moved out the way, hahaha. He's too smart for Norton.
BM: Anybody is really. Norton's up now, Osiris goes for a lariat but Norton ducks it. "The Dark Cloud" turns quickly though and connects with some stiff shots to the lower back. I think I know what's coming-
SS: Afterburn! Osiris just hit Norton with the Afterburn!
BM: He's not going for the cover though. Osiris is going to make Norton tap out - look, he's locked in the Unnatural Selection already!
SS: We saw Rosalie tap to this modified Gogoplata at Electricity - it's a deadly submission move.
BM: I didn't think it would take long, this one's over already. Osiris' streak continues, 3 and 0 - this guy is a real beast of a wrestler.
SS: You're talking sense for a change, Brandon. Osiris is the future, look at the way he manhandled Norton before making him scream for mercy. It was an utter annihilation.
BM: But it's not over for Jake Norton yet, oh no! There's still more to come for the cocky wrestler even if he doesn't want it.
SS: Hehehe, I can't wait - who's out next? Lets get them down here now before Norton does a runner!
BM: Norton's out the ring, he's trying to escape through the crowd... but look at Osiris, he's on him! Osiris has caught him in the busy crowd. They're exchanging punches, Osiris has the advantage, he slams Norton's head into the end of the back of a steel chair.
SS: That's gotta hurt! Now Osiris is dragging Norton back towards the ring. Clothesline over the barrier and they're back at ringside - there's no escaping for Norton!
BM: Osiris throws him back into the ring and climbs in himself - looks like he isn't finished here just yet. Norton's up but he looks groggy, eyes glazed over...
SS: He lifts him up for the Intrinsic Evil... he hits it! Listen to the crowd pop for that lethal finisher - even though they can't stand Osiris himself.
BM: Cover by Osiris
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: The winner of the 6th round of the Norton Gauntlet…OSIRIS!!!!!!
SS: This is insane…the guy has had his lunch handed to him by 7 people now. How much longer can this go on?!?!
BM: I think that question is about to be answered….
Ring Announcer: And the final opponent in the Norton Gauntlet….standing six feet, ten inches, and weighing in at three hundred and twenty-five pounds….hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota, being accompanied to the ring by his manager “The Nitemare” Rob Osbourne, making his YCW in ring debut…” Mr. Intensity” KERRY COLLINS!!!
The lights drop and darkness sets in the arena. Smoke begins to billow from out of the ring on all sides as "Hurt" by Johnny Cash begins playing. A super spot shining from BEHIND the curtain blinds the camera giving a negative image in the screen as Kerry Collins steps out with Rob Osbourne at his side. He lets his head hang forward with his chin touching his chest…as the spot fades out, he snaps his head back and then walks to the ring with purpose, stepping over the top rope. He drops to a knee as smoke fills the ring and then he raises both arms and pyro explodes as he stands, ready for the fight.
BM: I have to tell you Saint…I’ve heard some great stuff about this guy Kerry Collins and cannot wait to see him in action here tonight.
SS: You’re sickening the way you get all ga-ga over this stuff sometimes, ya know?
BM: I’m very passionate about what we do Saint. Not that that’s something I’ d expect you to know anything about.
SS: Whatever.
BM: Here we go…Norton can barely stand, and Collins looks like the kind of brawler that would hurt you if you were fresh.
SS: Finally!! We agree on something!! Norton doesn’t stand a snow balls chance in hell of winning this round.
BM: Norton stumbling around, swinging wildly at the air. His right eye is swollen shut and he’s been roasted like a marshmellow, though he continues to fight. Remarkable.
SS: No…it’s just stupid on his part. The idiot should just lay there and not move. Collins looks like a humane person. He’d probably just cover him and get this over with. Look…he’s telling Osbourne he doesn’t want to hit the guy.
BM: I don’t think that’s what he’s saying to Osbourne Saint…he’s offering his mentor a crack at Norton. Osbourne nods and climbs in the ring. He saunters up to Norton…boot to the gut…Norton doubles over…Osbourne tucks his head beneath his arm….BADD DREAM!!!!!
SS: And Osbourne pulls him back to his feet and whips him across the ring towards Collins…SPEAR! GOOD NIGHT IRENE!!! I THINK HE JUST SPLIT HIM IN TWO!!!!
BM: I know I heard ribs cracking from the impact of that spear by Collins. Uh-oh.
SS: Stick a fork in him Ma…he’s done!!
BM: Collins pulls Norton up by his hair….he gets him into position for The Final Judgment….
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac plays once more as James Baker runs out from the back…
James Baker: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! Hold it right there.
Collins pauses, with Norton on his shoulders, and looks up at the ramp where James Baker has just emerged from the backstage area. Collins drops Norton out of the powerbomb position and Norton's body hits the mat with a sickening thud.
James Baker: Norton, you're a fuckin' joke. First, Drastic beat you into oblivion even though you got the win in that first blood match in that other promotion, he won the war. Then I beat your ass into nothingness in that same promotion....then you drop off the face of the planet. Now you wanna show up here in my boy Terrell Ryder's house? You can't hang in YCW Jake Norton. Shit..you can't hang with college kids....or even high schoolers for that matter. You know what? You can't even hang with little kids fool.
The crowd errupts in laughter as Baker nods
James Baker: Ya'll know how the Notorious Pimp does shit...I don't like rumors...I don't like bullshit comments...and I don't like two bit hack mother fuckers who can't, don't, or won't back up what they say. So I'm going to pick a kid from the audience to prove my point....
The kids in attendance all go nuts as Baker looks around the arena. He points to a kid of no more than 10 year's old and motions to security to bring the kid forward. The young boy climbs through the ropes as Baker motions to Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks and they pull Norton up off of the canvas and stand him up right. Baker whispers in the kids ear and the boy gets a running start and mule kicks Norton right between the legs. Instead of the cry of pain that would be expected from a high impact groin shot, Norton just falls backwards...into the waiting arms of Kerry Collins who laucnhes him out of the ring with a methodical belly to back suplex. The crowd tears the roof off of the building as Norton's head bounces off of the cement. Osbourne runs over to Norton and pulls him back up and rolls him into the ring to Kerry Collins who pulls him back up into the powerbomb position.
BM: NOW Jake Norton gets his Final Judgment!!!!
SS: CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB BY COLLINS!!!!!! Good Lord this guy is a machine!!!
BM: Wait…who’s getting all ga-ga now Saint?
SS: Shut it!
BM: Cover by Collins….
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the final leg of the Norton Gauntlet…”MR. INTENSITY” KERRY COLLINS!!!!
"Hurt by Johnny Cash as everybody that was involved in the gauntlet celebrates in the ring as Norton just lays there on the ground as he's not moving. James and Danielle put the ten year old boy on their shoulders and celebrate, while Kerry Collins and Rob Osbourne shake hands and celebrate with everybody else present.
BM: Well, that was indeed an ass kicking for the ages!
SS: No joke. I hope the next victim is Brian Adams!
BM: Haha! Well that's all the time we have for Step Up! We will see you this upcoming Monday Night. On behalf of Shannon Saint, goodnight everybody!
End of broadcast.
