AN: It might go without saying but i'm gonna anyways. Screw the new wwe rules, every match you read in this fic is Extreme Rules. And I just got a whole batch of new ideas. This ECW fic is back and now we're really gonna start gettin' extreme. Read and review, critique, drop suggestions, tell me I suck, do whatever you want. No matter if a flame or not, i'd rather have reviewers be honest.
ECW
Chapter 6- "Philadelphia" part 1 of 2
The live two hour show came on the air not to a big event taking place in the ring or to the opening theme song but to a montage. It showed light into The Arena and exactly what this place meant to ECW as a whole. Wrestlers such as Tommy Dreamer, Rob Van Dam, Justin Credible, Al Snow and Balls Mahoney explained in their own words what this place had... the magic and excitement it gave off. Little by little, as the arena filled with the masses, ECW seemed to be having new life breathed into its lungs because this was home. ECW had come home! Fuck the New Alhambra Arena. Call it what you want but this could be none other than the ECW Arena.
At that point, the opening theme played through and then Joey Styles, alongside Tazz, welcomed the tv audience to this very special event.
"Welcome one and all to a very special broadcast of Extreme Championship Wrestling live from South Philadelphia where ECW was born and raised. I'm Joey Styles with my commentating partner Tazz to my right. Tazz, any thoughts before we begin?"
Tazz looked into the camera, taking off his shades in the process. "I got the distinct feeling huge stuff is going to go down tonight. We got two debuts, huge matches! Ladies and gentlemen, get ready because I believe this show here will either make or break ECW. It's setting the standard for how things are gonna operate here."
"Couldn't of said it better myself. Without delay, here's our first match. CW Anderson goes one on one with Kurt Angle." Styles said.
CW's music hit the speakers and he made his entrance first with the Philly crowd giving him a very warm reception. Next, out came Kurt Angle to a lukewarm welcoming. After a quick standoff, the match was ready to get underway. They started with a collar and elbow tie-up which resulted in Anderson backing Kurt to the ropes. Kurt powered back though and they ended up rolling through the ropes and out onto the floor. Using this as an opportunity, Kurt snuck in some rights and lefts, backing CW up against the safety railing then shoving him into the ring post. Kurt then motioned for the first row to clear out, which they did and he belly to belly suplexed Anderson into the first row, crashing through about three or four chairs in the process!
"ECDUB! ECDUB! ECDUB!"
"Suplex over the rail! Kurt Angle is taking it to CW in the early going. I apologize, fans, but we need to take a quick commercial break. Don't go anywhere." Styles explained while Kurt let out a yell of pure adrenaline and excitement.
When the show came back from the break, Kurt and CW were back in the ring and Angle had a rear naked choke locked on tight. After a short period of time, CW came alive. Somehow, he managed to get up to a standing position then fell back with force and the hold was broken. Both competitors slowly rose up to their feet, Anderson striking with a few punches, then Kurt firing back with his own. They went back and forth until Angle set his sights on another suplex but Anderson blocked and hit his own! CW then waited for Kurt to get back up, and planted him with a spinebuster! The crowd started cheering as things swayed CW's way. He raised a hand just before dropping to the mat and rolling out to ringside where he looked under the ring and found himself a table. He slid it into the ring and then slid himself in as well. He propped the table up in the corner, failing to realize Angle had gotten up and was right behind him! Angle surprised his opponent with a german suplex, and then was going for another one through the table but CW knocked him in the jaw with an elbow strike and broke the move.
He then got behind Angle and was attempting his own german suplex through the wood but Angle was aware enough to roll forward and get in an anklelock! Anderson's face screwed as the pain shot up his leg from his ankle. CW summoned all of his strength and managed to roll onto his back and kick Angle off. Kurt then went for another try but was booted in the face for his efforts. This gave CW enough time to get back on his feet, albeit limping slightly, and mount some offense against his olympic opponent. He layed in a few rights and lefts then swung Angle into the ropes and kneed him in the gut which sent Kurt rolling to the mat.
Taking a short breather, Anderson then positioned the table in the middle of the ring. Then he picked up Angle and was attempting a vertical suplex but Angle slipped out of it and hit an awesome Angle Slam right over the top rope! Kurt then went outside, picked CW up and was gonna whip him into the safety rails but Anderson reversed and now Angle was back first into the rail. Anderson then picked up a chair and drove it down across Angle's forehead. After that shot, Anderson dropped the chair flat and vertical suplexed Kurt down on it, Angle in serious pain upon impact. The crowd cheered and CW rolled Angle back into the ring, leaving the chair behind. He then got a headlock applied and started wearing down the olympic gold medalist. It wasn't long until Kurt was fighting back though, and went for another Angle Slam but CW held on and managed to execute a modified bulldog! Anderson picked up Kurt, looking to swing him into the ropes but Kurt reversed by swinging him and then executing an overhead suplex but CW's momentum sent him over the table in the middle of the ring instead of through it!
"Angle's strength coupled with Anderson's momentum fouled Angle's attempt at a win in this tables match." Styles commented. "Man, we are witnessing exactly what was expected of these two fine wrestlers. One hell of a contest."
Angle then set the table accordingly so it was lined up to a corner. He then rocked CW with a few right hands but CW retaliated out of desperation with an abdominal drop. Then another... then another! Acting fast, mostly on pure instinct, Anderson then set Kurt on the turnbuckle and quickly put in his standing vertical suplex. The seconds seemed like hours as Anderson held Angle high then dropped him through the table! The bell rang and the crowd went crazy...
"C FUCKIN' DUB! C FUCKIN' DUB!"
"What a match, Styles. What a good match! It's only gonna get better at Heatwave." Tazz mentioned.
Joey couldn't agree more. "Let's not forget, it won't be a tables match at Heatwave and it will be for the vacant ECW Television Title. At any rate, don't go anywhere fans because we're coming right back with the women's weapons match for the title between Mickie James and Trinity."
Tazz chuckled. "Yeah, this is definetly going to be something none of you want to miss. Trust me."
Mickie James vs. Trinity...
With four trash cans full of weapons hanging from each ringpost respectively, this next battle was set to be a doozy. Trinity had already made it to the ring, ready to fight. After a moment or two, Mickie James made her way to the ring amidst a massive round of boos. The ECW crowd wasn't liking this former WWE Diva. Mickie let it all sink in though to motivate herself for a great performance. After the introductions and the belt being held up by the ref, there was the bell and the match began. Mickie quickly went for some fists and forearm shots but Trinity ducked and hit a kick to the gut, followed by a nice ddt. She then quickly slipped out of the ring, grabbed her weapon of choice, a kendo stick, and then slid herself back in the ring and brought the stick down across Mickie's back! Mickie screamed in pain and the crowd reacted with cheers. James crawled to the ropes and was hit again. After that crack, Trinity ripped Mickie's tank top down the back then started laying shot after shot across Mickie's back until slivers of skin started to break! Trinity smiled and held the kendo stick up high as the crowd cheered.
"ECDUB! ECDUB! ECDUB!"
Nearly in tears, Mickie made it to her feet with help from the turnbuckle and saw Trinity coming out of the corner of her eye so she quickly put a foot up and caught her opponent in the chin. Mickie then hit a nice dropkick. Her back still hurting, Mickie took off the torn tank top, revealing the slim wounds and leaving her in a black sports bra. She then rolled out of the ring, grabbed a trash can and threw the whole thing in. She then got back in the ring and emptied the contents of that can. She sifted through the choices for a moment and found a handicapped parking sign. She smiled and smacked it over Trinity's forehead... twice! The challenger dropped to the mat in a heap. Mickie then picked up a broom handle and held it against Trinity's throat, causing her to writhe in pain and gasp for breath. After that, Mickie jabbed it in her ribs then tossed the weapon aside.
"I told ya, I told ya this was something ya wouldn't want to miss." Tazz said excitedly.
Mickie then got Trinity with a swinging neckbreaker down onto a sign. She then ran to the ropes and back, going for an elbow drop but Trinity rolled and Mickie ended up driving her own elbow into the sign and feeling pain shoot up her arm. The challenger saw this opening and executed a nice suplex. Trinity then made her way to the turnbuckle, climbed up and signaled for a moonsault. The crowd got behind her and she became ariborne but Mickie moved! Trinity hit the canvas flat and hard! The champion took her chance and set Trinity up for a tornado ddt and hit it to perfection... driving her opponent's head directly into a trash can! Nobody knew what was sicker. The move itself? The sound it made? Or how it looked? Either way, this high impact move got a nice roar from the crowd and Mickie pinned Trinity for the 123 win.
"Oh my lord, did you hear the sound Trinity's head made when it hit the trash can?" Styles asked.
Tazz answered. "Oh yes I did. Hey, looks like these ECW fans are ready to give Mickie a chance."
"How could they not after that?" Styles said. "Fans, up next, we have a four-way eliminat..."
Promo...
The screen turned to static, interrupting Styles, and the camera cut to somewhere dark backstage, where there was a young woman with long black hair, dressed in a gothic style. In front of her was a table with black cloth and many Tarot cards placed in proper position. She looked up from the cards into the camera rather seductively, her lips pursing into a devious smile. "What does the future hold?" she asked, still staring into the camera.
From behind, a young man with brown hair, dressed in a black suit and red tie, came into the picture, seemingly appearing out of thin air. "The future holds..." then he spit crimson onto the camera lens and showed off his teeth which were... fangs?
The girl smiled and titled her neck, revealing what looked to be bite marks. "The future holds... blood... for ECW."
The screen turned to static once more and ECW on SciFi went to commercials. When the show returned, the camera was locked on Joey Styles and Tazz who were both flabbergasted by what they had just seen and witnessed. Joey was first to talk...
"Did... did we just see what I think we saw? A... a vampire and a fortune teller?" Styles asked, not really believing what he saw.
"Umm... I guess so. Sorry, still a little surprised by some nutjob dressed up as a vampire. The fortune teller's fine with me though." he laughed. "No complaints there."
"Yeah... yeah, somehow I figured that gimmick would be fine with you. Nonetheless, fans, we're scheduled to have the four corners elimination style match right now."
Sandman vs. Credible vs. Big Show vs. Test
All 4 wrestlers were in the ring. The ref seperated them and it started off with Test and Sandman facing each other. The fans got on Test's case bad, chating things like steroids and you suck more than Big Show. He shrugged it off and locked horns with Sandman. He overpowered the ECW veteran and sent a knee to the gut, followed by an elbow to the shoulder blades. He went for a reverse chinlock next and sinched it in. In a few seconds, Sandman reached the rope and the hold was broke. Test wasn't content yet though. He stomped down on Sandman repeatedly then whipped him into the corner and charged but Sandman got a boot up! He then started firing back on Test with a few right hands. Next, he went for a suplex but Test shoved him off then grabbed him and prepared for a gut wrench power bomb.
In the corner, though, Justin had picked up Sandman's cane and climbed the turnbuckle. Then, he jumped off with the cane and drove it down onto Test's back. At that point, Sandman regained his bearings, picked up his cane and cracked it over Test's head then executed a perfect white russian leg sweep and went for the cover. 1... 2... 3! The crowd went wild! Test was eliminated! Just as soon as Sandman got back on his feet and turned though, he was met by Justin Credible who drove his head to the mat with a tombstone piledriver! Credible covered Sandman. 1... 2... 3! Now 2 men were eliminated and it was down to Big Show and Credible. Big Show got in the ring, taking his time, and stalked Justin.
"BIG SHOW SUCKS! BIG SHOW SUCKS!"
Credible didn't back down. He came with right after left but no punches were doing any good. Show stopped the useless onslaught with a headbutt followed by a big knee to the gut. Show was in control, and took this time to debut a new move. He locked Credible in a cobra clutch then picked him up and dropped him across his knee! He then tossed him aside like yesterday's garbage. But out of nowhere, the Sandman re-entered the ring with steel chair in hand and broke it in two over Show's skull! The 500 pounder dropped to the canvas like a rock!
"ECDUB! ECDUB! ECDUB!"
Sandman then slammed Credible down onto Big Show. From there, the ref made the count. It was 1 and 2 and 3. Justin Credible won the four corners match! Sandman climbed the turnbuckle, held a beer up high, chugged it then smashed himself in the forehead with it. Little did he know, the Big Show had gotten up and was waiting. Sandman turned, Show hoisted him up for a chokeslam, then dropped him down over the top and onto the floor!
"Oh my god! To quote JR, Big Show just chokeslammed Sandman straight down to hell!" Joey exclaimed.
Backstage...
Al Snow, with mic in hand and Head in the background, had something important to say. "Guys, believe it or not, I just received word from a very reliable source that Raven has been spotted in this arena right here tonight!"
"Oh my god, Al, is this true?" Tazz asked. "Who's the source?"
Al gestured with his hand to Head. "Mark my words, big things are gonna happen tonight."
Joey's voice lowered as he rolled his eyes. "Al, your mannequin head told you Raven had been spotted tonight?"
Tazz laughed as Al nodded.
Styles continued. "Fans, get the snacks now because our 2nd hour starts off with a bang. We have CM Punk and RVD up next!"
XXX
ECW in Philly continues in the next chapter. CM Punk versus RVD. Dreamer versus Richards in a first blood match, Sabu defends his ECW Heavyweight Championship against Balls Mahoney, and its all in one chapter.