NCW Prime- Episode #47- 5/13/17 (Taped May 7th)- NCW Arena- Johnstown, PA
The 47th edition of Prime didn't kick into high gear with the opening riff of George Thorogood's 'Gear Jammer'. In fact, there was no flashy intro. The screen was black as the TBS logo faded into view in the bottom right hand corner. A few seconds elapsed before we fade to a view of a packed NCW Arena. Unlike last week's taping, the building appeared sold out (though in reality there were a dozen seats unfilled). But unfortunately it wasn't for a positive suspicion. Rather it was the fanbase's horrified response to what had transpired last week. For years, there had been a mainstay in NCW. But last week, what had become to be known as the "Bandicoot Era" of NCW had come to a sudden, abrupt and gory end. All were confused on what was to come for NCW Prime.
And the sight we were greeted with was the entire Prime Roster having filed out on the somewhat condensed stage and down the ramp and even around ringside everyone was there, regardless of their allegiances. Well, minus Christopher House and his two 'mentors'. But that is another story. The question on everyone's mind, whether face or heel, was what the hell was the direction was Prime going to go now. NCW had never had to deal with a legit authority. In fact it's an oxymoron to say the word 'Authority' and NCW in the same sentence.
(It Is Darkest Just Before The Dawn)
(And I Promise You The Dawn Is Coming!)
(The Dawn Of A New Era!)
(The Era Of The Three Rivers Syndicate!)
With audio bits of various members attached before, "Shot 'Em" by [Q]Brick blasts through the audio system in the NCW Arena to the most harsh response it had ever received thus far in this faction's tenure. White strobes flashed on the steel trusses of the stage and through the slits of the covering of the light columns flanking the titantron. The cameraman at ringside was narrowing the sight of the camera up the aisle, which was clogged with wrestlers just like the stage. Zoomed in now on the stage, we can begin to see wrestlers starting to be forcefully pushed aside by someone coming through the mob. Soon a path is punched through the roster by Ben Tennyson and Mako; with Ben sporting a black and silver variation of his often green and black jacket and Mako sporting a silver scarf. They continued down the ramp, clearing a path for the remainder of the stable. Next to emerge was the NCW Television Champion, accompanied by his lover Eureka; both her and Renton hard their arms locked with one another while purposefully acting oblivious to the crowd around them. Behind them was the 'other' veteran of NCW, Brad Carbunkle. For years he had been in the company but for years he had remained just another face. Unfortunately that was the case here also but at the very least he now got a group to have his back. Following him were the founders of the TRS, Danny Phantom & Tucker Foley. Danny was silent and had a smirk on his face while Tucker was talking trash as they passed the camera.
But the crowd was saving their stinging remarks for the last one to step out into the arena. The record tying 3 time NCW World Heavyweight Champion paused on the stage as the NCW roster that surrounded him were stabbing through him with stares. The crowd shot their spin on an old chant.
"YOU SOLD OUT, YOU CUNT! YOU SOLD OUT, YOU CUNT!"
Sokka, though for sure battered after taking a 15 foot plummet just to be the top of the iceberg of the ordeal he had gone through, had come out on top with two things. One, the NCW World Heavyweight Championship. That was obvious with the belt firmly strapped around his waist. But he had accomplished another; sending Crash Bandicoot packing from NCW for as long as the Three Rivers Syndicate had authority on Prime. Including the authority of speech, with every member in the ring armed with a microphone.
"Welcome To Saturday Night Prime, Airing Exclusively On TBS From The NCW Arena In Johnstown, Pennsylvania!" Tucker gleefully declared, but the crowds weren't buying into any of it.
"YOU SOLD OUT, YOU CUNT! YOU SOLD OUT, YOU CUNT!"
"Wait, Wait. You referring to him?" Tucker asked as members of the TRS pointed to the holder of the Hypersonic Championship, Hernan Ortiz to the dismay of him and the audience together.
"Or what about him?" Tucker questioned as Mako looked like he had de-evolved into a five year old by quickly pointing at Zach Cage.
"What about them?" Tucker questioned as Ben and Brad we're pointing toward Team HeroKazu. Kazu looked ready to rush into the ring but Kenta restrained him.
"Well Streak doesn't want any cunts in that locker room. If you are one, walk through the very exit Crash took!" Tucker decreed as the TRS was laughing and just having a blast taunting and teasing everyone around the ring and in the building.
"Oh why do you all got to be so serious? Lighten up! Relax, take a deep breath. Streak told us to inform you all he isn't going to fire any of you now that DXP is out of here. I mean, that would just be stupid. You are all talented…to some, but talented to some never the less." Danny said, now the Halfa having a go at it. "So while fighting as too and nail is going to make your lives all miserable, everyone is allowed to stay."
"The reason Crash Bandicoot was booted out of here was very simple guys….he was not WORTHY of this championship!" Sokka decreed, holding up the belt for full view. We can now also notice that one of the intangible side plates of national flags had been replaced with part of the Water Tribe symbol. "In this day of wrestling we have MANY problems. One of them is championships are treated like an accessory item. That's all. It bears no importance. They make them look like an accessory to. Giant heavy jewels that make you have to bend over while wearing them. Or ridiculous colors like ketchup red. You got Brock Lesnar running around as the Ketchup Champion Of the Universe. At least that's what it looks like. Or you kill a belt by putting it on someone who can never win a match like Jinder Mahal. Or you let a belt rot away on a individual like Gwen Tennyson. You see this…"
Sokka held up the belt again for all to see. "You see this signifies ultimate power. There were once tiers of power in wrestling. You had your tag teams that made up the foundation of you roster, you then had your trampoline. TV, Intercontinental, so many names for them. But above them all, there's one title all wanted. It goes by many names in different companies. You got Magnus, Omega, Global, Universal; it's all the same though. Those belts, those belts are to symbolize absolute power. The one holding the belt should be the top wrestling on that show or that company or whatever the hell its defended on. Only the most worthy should have that belt. If you are not the best, you then cannot EVER take this belt. You will always fail. This consistent rematches every single week is stupid. It devalues the belt. No, if you challenge for this championship you are saying that you are the best. There can not be two who are equally the best, there can be only one. I don't care if outside of wrestling you can do some weird sparky-sparky boom magic. It means nothing in here. If you cannot beat the best fairly by your own strength, then you are not the best or ever will be the best. Therefore you should go bye-bye. That's right. Anyone who wants to come for this belt, that's fine. But if you cannot take this championship from me, you have failed. No 155th chance, no rematch on the next PPV. Nothing. Case close, MOVE ON! In fact, to ensure we won't be dragging this belt through eight of the same matches this year those who loose in a world championship match on Prime shall be hanging out in the Loser Lord corner where Crash currently is!"
The roster was growing ever more enraged as Sokka continued on and on, now laying down the law that world title matches involving him as champion would place the challenger's career on the line. Someone was going to finally snap and get in the ring.
But not a former NCW world champion, not even a major NCW wrestler. Someone who many would forget was on the roster.
"I Never Thought Streak Would Need A Mouth Piece! And I Have Known Him The Longest!" Hiccup Haddock, who had taken the microphone of Stephen DeAngelis, shouted. "Heck I shouldn't even be pointing the finger at Streak who is cowering in the production truck, what about you Sokka? What about you Danny? What about you Mako? And I'm referring to you too in particular. It was just a few years ago we along with Drew, Zach, Korra, Tsubaki, heck I forget how many were actually a part of it!"
"Apart of what?" Sokka asked, not sounding to please with where Hiccup was going.
"Apart of What?...The Extreme Alliance, That's What! It may have been a childish group but I thought even if it was just a loose organizations we were going to be the gate keepers of NCW, we were going to ensure it remained true to its word. Remember our fights with the Hardcore Foundation? That traversed BOTH NCW and CXWE, remember-"
"REMEMBER! REMEMBER-REMEMBER-REMEMBER-REMEMBER-REMEMBER-REMEMBER-REMEMBER!" Tucker budded in, whining over and over.
"Stop sounding like the Remember-berries….you want I remember about the Extreme Alliance?...I remember one-no, two things actually." Sokka stated. "One, an endless stream of arguments because of 'love this', 'love that'. Two, You And Streak Got Yourself And The Name Buried By The Frozen Asylum At WrestleWars 2013!"
Hiccup grimaced, knowing full well what Sokka was talking about.
"Unlike Streak who tried to move on, you left yourself become stuck in the wheel of jobbers. You couldn't even get the Hypersonic Title. You just left yourself fall into obscurity." Sokka stated.
"….That's a load of garbage and you know it. Don't you ever view other wrestling companies. I didn't leave a few missteps let me turn into some Judas like you, I looked to other oppurtunities, I went to CEW, And I Became Its World Heav-" Hiccupp began to decree before his microphone suddenly cut out.
"OH BOY, look at the time. Another new objective in our restoration of the company. Keeping opening segments to a minimum in order to not make the audience fall asleep. So sorry but you ramblings of the past must come to a close. Time to do what you do best Hiccup, make way for other talent." Tucker declared.
Hiccup tried messing with the microphone but to no avail. Although some did indeed cheer this action because hey, we can all agree on that one; the crowd returned to hating on the TRS when they all began to grow their arrogant smiles once more. But as much as Hiccup would have loved to take a cheap shot, he merely dropped the microphone at Sokka's feet and slowly made his way out of the ring to the dismay of all; crowd and roster.
"COWARD!" someone was hear shouting.
"We Have DELIGHTFUL Show For All Of You Tonight! We Kick Off With A Six Man Tag Between YOUR Television Champion And Two Partners Of His Choosing…spoilers, its Mako & Ben, taking on the team of Bolin and uh, some anime dudes." Tucker announced to the crowd, with a uncaring tone at the end before the show went to commercial break.
Bolin, Takato Matsuki & Henry Wong vs. Renton Thurston w/ Eureka, Mako & Ben Tennyson
(Static Transition)
"F*** THE UNIVERSE!" Ben shouted as he had a seemingly unconscious Takato tied up for the Ten-Plex (Half Nelson Choke Suplex). But Out Of Instinct Knowing It Would BE Game Over, Takato Managed To Gain Enough Strength To Drive Ben Back Into His Own Corner! Just long enough for Henry to manage to tag himself in. As Bolin pried Takato away from Ben's grasp and onto the outside, Henry unloaded a series of chops into the chest of the 10th Wonder of The World. Henry whipped Ben forward.
Just to execute a double knee stranglehold backbreaker and Rolling Through To Lock Ben In A Mounted Strangehold!
"And A Beautiful Transition By Henry Wong, Backbreaker Into The Strangehold!" Joey exclaimed. "He Has Ben Dead Center, No Where To Go!"
Henry continually yanked back on Ben's arms, for sure causing discomfort that'll last for days after this match but the submission is not to be as Mako flies into the ring and breaks up the submission, drilling his fist into the skull of the wrestling technician over and over.
"And Mako Desperately Reminding NCW He Exists!" Critic declared, with Referee Mike Attitude quick to separate Mako from Henry although the damage has already been done. Mako refuses to return to his corner, providing just enough distraction for Renton to also race in the ring to deliver the death blow. BUT RENTON IS TURNED INSIDE OUT WITH A VIOLENT CLOTHESLINE FROM BOLIN TO THE DELIGH OF ALL IN THE NCW ARENA!
"Bolin Preventing Things From Escalating!" Joey described, but it may have backfired as the Referee turns his attention to Bolin being in the ring. Mike begins backing Bolin into the corner, oblivious to Renton in the ring who is crawling back to his on corner. By the time the ref is done with Bolin, Henry and Ben are both to their feet once more. Ben is favoring his shoulders while Henry is shaking his head trying to knock away the effects of the punches. He tries charging toward Ben BUT GETS CAUGHT AND SENT FLYING NECK AND SHOULDERS FIRST INTO THE CORNER FROM THE TEN-PLEX!
"OH MY GOD, THE TEN PLEX JUST DESTROYED ALL HOPE FOR HENRY!" Joey exclaimed as Ben pulled Henry back up, running into the center of the ring before dropping him with the Intergalatic (Jumping Cutter) And hooking the leg…
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"Ben Tennyson Reasserts His Dominance In Northern Carnage Wrestling!" Critic declared over the boos from the Johnstown audience. "And Also Asserting the Three Rivers Syndicate's Power As A Unit!"
"What Critic said is indeed true, but did you see how Bolin turned Renton inside out!" Joey reminded the audience as the three representatives of the Three Rivers Syndicate had quickly exited the ring and where already heading back through the aisle as Bolin, Opal and Takato all hurried into the ring to tend to Henry who was mentally on the other end of the Conemaugh Valley following the Intergalactic.
"And that's exactly why he is no longer in the Hypersonic Division." Critic stated.
"Why, because Bolin is that damn good?" Joey asked.
"Exactly…waaaaiiiit." Critic replied seeing the error he had made.
(Static Transition)
Hernan Ortiz © vs. Drew Cage vs. Brad Carbunkle - Three Way Dance- Hypersonic Championship
Hernan was standing tall on the ring apron, facing out to the crowd with both arms curled around the ropes and Hypersonic Championship proudly shining in the spotlight. But Brad Carbunkle Looked To Take Any Cheap Shot He Could, And If That Meant Attacking Hernan In The Midst Of His Entrance, He Would!
While Hernan lay in a heap against the barricade after his nasty fall, Drew had attempted to take advantage of Brad's attack and jump the Three Rivers Syndicate member from behind. While initially successful, Brad was soon able to swing momentum back into his favor. The first two minutes were 1v1 until Hernan began to pull himself back up with the ropes and DIVED ON BOTH COMPETITORS WITH PLANCHA BACK INTO THE RING!
Drew took the brunt of the plancha, with Brad being lifted and quickly dropped with a swinging cradle suplex. From their Hernan tried to maintain dominance in the Three Way Dance, but after a few minutes Drew managed to whip Hernan over the ropes and dropped him to the floor with a dropkick. With Hernan out on the floor, Drew attempted to pick up speed for some aerial attack out to the floor. But Was Brought To A Screeching Halt By A Gritty Roundhouse Kick Square To The Mouth!
"Adrenaline Rush In All Of Us Has Been Brought To A Screeching Halt, Good God I Think A Tooth Came Out!" Joey exclaimed.
"I Hope It Came Out, The Last Think We Need Is Drew Choking To Death On A Tooth!" Critic added.
"I think any chances of Streak getting Drew to join the TRS have just been accidentally dashed. Good for us though." Joey stated as Drew had dropped to the canvas, hands over mouth.
Brad booted Drew out of the ring beside the time keeper's table before running the opposite direction AND HITTING A SPRINGBOARD SENTON TO LEVEL HERNAN ONCE MORE, THIS TIME IN THE AISLE!
(Commercial Break)
After a annoying commercial pause, Prime resumed the airing of the Three Way Dance for the Hypersonic Championship as we find Hernan and Brad scuffling back toward the ring. Hernan at some point had been dropped to the floor, in prime position for Brad to slingshot him into the ring post!
Hernan slowly slid down the length of the metal post and crumbled over against the ring apron. Brad would have the best chance anyone would want to eliminate Hernan from the match. But Drew Delivered The Receipt For The Missing Tooth With A Running High Knee To Brad's Jaw!
Brad was in la-la land for the moment, for not only did his jaw feel as if a 1000 knifes pierced it but the whiplash effect caused the back of the cranium to smack off the concrete floor! Drew too a moment to admire his handwork, spitting off too the side as we can see his jaw has become concealed by a lava flow of blood. Merely wiping it off with his hand but at the cost of forever staining his glove, Drew rolled Brad back into the ring while following up by scaling the turnbuckle.
And Landing On Top Of The TRS Member With A 450 Splash!
Drew clutched at his ribs with one hand, and with the other rolled Brad into the center of the ring and going for a pin attempt…
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The bulk of the next several minutes delt with Brad and Drew both trying to put one another way with increasing more high risk moves. It all came to a head as Brad was laid out on the canvas and Drew was walking the top rope, trying to carefully position himself for some sort of splash. But Hernan Had Climbed Up Onto the Ring Apron And Shoved Drew Off And Down On Top Of Brad! Drew and Brad were both piled on top of one another, but Brad was on the bottom and had his shoulders to the mat.
AS HERNAN DRILLED IS ELBOW INTO THE SPIN OF DREW, COMPRESSING DREW ON TOP OF BRAD FOR THE PIN!...
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Hernan rolled off of the pile of humanity, for a brief moment he tended to his elbow while Drew struggling to roll off of the victim of the pinfall. Brad was out of it completely, with Referee Jim Molineaux having to kind of roll Brad with his feet to the edge of the ring.
"At 11:26, Brad Carbunkle Has Been Eliminated, The Match Continues!" Stephen DeAngelis announced.
(Skip To Finish)
Drew whipped Hernan into the ropes hard, but the elasticity of the blue ropes propel Hernan back toward Drew who ducks a clothesline from the defending champion. Hernan repels off the other ropes and comes running back toward Drew whose also used the opposing ropes for speed. Both manage to duck each other's clotheslines and end up springboarding off of the opposite set of ropes, hoping to hit one another but instead come crashing onto the canvas.
"Twin Springboards That Find Nobody! The Mimicking Act Backfires On Both!" Joey exclaims as the crowd begins chanting, "YINZ F***ED UP! YINZ F***ED UP!"
It seemed like an eternity on the mat for the two athletes, but in actuality it was only a few seconds until they began to stir. Soon both men had pivoted on their knees to face one another and slowly began to deliver punches to one another.
"BOO!" The crowd went for Hernan (not out of hate, but Hernan was the lesser proven of the two in NCW) while the audience were delighted to shout "YES!" as Drew returned fire.
"BOO!"
"YEAH!"
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"BO-YEAH!"
"BOOO!", Drew swung back after getting decked with a hard forearm but soon he rebounded with a series of forearms of his on.
"We got a war or fists, now to the forearms!" Joey exclaimed.
"Drew's Up To His Feet!" Critic stated.
Indeed The Ghost Rider was, as he cupped the back of Hernan's head and brought the face down onto his knee! Hernan flopped forward and fell face first on the mat and was left in a awkward position. If Drew wanted to leave Johnstown and become the Hypersonic Championship, this would be the ideal situation to do it in. Groggily he wobbled to the turnbuckle, scaling to the top with spaghetti legs. He ensured to be perfectly positioned before leaping off with The Omega Bomb That Missed Its Target, Or More Like The Target Had Slid Several Feet Away!
"NO! NO! DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN DREW!" Critic hollered as Hernan slowly crawled to the corner of the ring, the bloodied Drew unable to get to a stance do to his entire spin being controlled only by pain. Hernan at long last managed to get to his feet, rushing to the ropes and springboarding back toward Drew to drill his skull into the mat with the Enigma Guillotine (Springboard Cutter)!
"The Enigma Guillotine! Drew's Head Didn't Literally Get Sliced Off But Sure As Hell Felt Like It!" Joey declared as Hernan rolled up Drew for the pin…
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Hernan let go of the legs and rolled out into the center of the ring as the bell rung for the second and final elimination of the Three Way Dance for the Hypersonic Championship, the crowd a mixed bag as Jim Molineaux returned the black and white belt to the champion.
"Your Winner Of The Three Way Dance At 15:42 and Still NCW Hypersonic Champion, Hernan Ortiz!" Stephen DeAngelis announced.
(Static Transition)
Following shortly after the Three Way Dance, we are taken backstage were Drew Cage is found having ben sat up on a pair of cases for sound equipment which is being used for the moment as a bench. Trainers were tending to Drew, confirming some of his teeth had been seriously damaged.
"It wasn't knocked out, but it's going to have to come out." One of the trainers stated as Drew was holding a white towel tightly to his jaw. Then a black and white TRS shirt fell down onto his lap.
Streak appeared, with the entirety of the Three Rivers Syndicate appearing to occupy the entirety of the background around Drew as the trainers got the hell out of there not wanting to deal with any trouble (…some trainers -_-).
"heh, look…"Streak trailed off. "Brad tends to get….in the heat of the moment at times. I mean after all, when the pencil won't put him over in this place, wouldn't you go to those lengths."
"So….ho hard feelings, right?" Tucker asked with a grin that hid fear.
Drew just gave the entire stable a deadpan glare, eyeing all the members of NCW's new authority. Then tossed the shirt right in Streak's face.
"Ah…I see." Streak quietly states realizing Drew wanting nothing to do with the Three Rivers Syndicate, not after tonight.
"So, you're going to be foolish and screw your own career in NCW, that's how it is?" Sokka asked, stepping forward, with Drew only responding through looks rather than words.
"If you're doing it just because you think you got a chance at getting this back." Sokka stated, placing the World Championship right in front of Drew's eyes. "I need to remind you what happened when you last touched gold…..it ruined your entire life. No unlike me who OBVIOUSLY isn't that much of a mush head….minus that time with cactus juice…BUT WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT! Minus that, I have been able to hold this belt not one, not twice, but thrice. While your off rebuilding bridges that have been burned, your keeping yourself from success. But I'm burning bridges left and right, and I am having the time of my life."
Sokka paused, he and the TRS's attention now being drawn away from Drew as Hiccup Haddock entered the picture, not done with his gripes with the Three Rivers Syndicate in the slightest.
"Go away Hiccup, this is talk between world champions." Danny was heard somewhere in the background waving off the NCW veteran.
"Oh, well I could go around hammering into everybody's head about my two CEW title reigns but I'm sure everyone in the arena already got a headache from having to hear about Sokka's three reigns." Hiccup stated. "And Danny, if that were the case then why do we got that paperweight champion (Renton), insecure firebender (Mako) & the mouth piece." Hiccup stated.
"Which one?" Drew jokingly asked, though his speech was a bit slurred.
"Take your pick. We got angst hockey player (Streak) or Harvey Dent Super Fan (Tucker)."
"I thought you wanted to preach about rebuilding the S***y Alliance, now here you are spitting names….forced names mind you." Sokka said.
"Well I tried that and I wasn't getting anything through your thick skull so maybe this will." Hiccup stated. "So let's play fire with fire, I love playing fire with fire, don't you?"
"I do when I am not playing with a second rate star from a company that thinks itsbeing original by flopping around the ECW letters." Sokka replied.
"Well I pretty sure the entire CEW locker room could kick your a**." Hiccup declared.
"Oh, numbers game. I love numbers games." Sokka replied. "But I want to take a look at this….see this?"
Sokka held up the world championship just millimeters from Hiccup's face.
"See it….oh there it is…..come on now, you want it. You want it? Just reach for it. Come on now, jump up for it. Come on….Come on….Come On!" Sokka playfully said in a high pitch voice, like a owner would to their pet, moving the belt up and now and teasing Hiccup who shows only a face of pure distain.
"Guess what? It ain't going to be yours. Years from now when people skim through Wikipedia, they'll see 3x World Champion under the TRS's championship history….and all you will have under your NCW category is a meaningless tag team reign…..no offense." Sokka declares, the last two words being directed to Streak. "Well, have fun putting others over."
The Three Rivers Syndicate departed leaving Drew and Hiccup alone; fury building in both of their hearts.
"So…..you want to kick their a**es in Philly?" Drew asked.
"Do I need to answer that?" Hiccup answered with a question that meant yes.
(Static Transition)
Naruto Uzumaki vs. Adam Price
Adam Price was on a mission on trying to cement his name alongside NCW's most famous wrestlers: Christopher House, Sokka, Jesse Alvarez, Crash Bandicoot, Bolin. But he had yet to get a chance to shine, not even a roll up victory. It would be cheap but at least one would attach his name to a victory. And as things were going tonight, he was going to have to wait a little longer for his big break as Naruto countered an Irish Whip into a lariat.
"Adam Price, another L may be added to his NCW record after that vicious lariat from Naruto!" Joey exclaimed.
"And….And…..and…" Critic began trailing off his is attention was being drawn away from the match ongoing in the ring. While Naruto was oblivious, trying to set Adam up for something involving a fireman's carry. But now the crowd's medicore interest in what was occurring surged to the ceiling. Whatever was making them explode was unable to be seen by the home audience who were still viewing the ring from the hard camera Point-Of-View.
"…Varrick…..Varrick's out here and….Oh My God!" Joey exclaimed as Varrick soon appeared on the ring apron to the left…
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WITH A SIX FOOT SIX, THREE HUNDRED PLUS POUND MAN PULLING HIMSELF UP ON THE RING APRON AND STEPPING OVER THE ROPE INTO THE RING!
"That's Titus Titan Blake, He Has Come Down From The Mountain And Into The Valley! But Why?" Joey asked.
"He's Huge!" Critic exclaimed. "He's Huge, He's Being Followed By The Best Manager In The Sport…..And HE GOT NARUTO!"
Indeed he had, as Naruto turned around with Adam on his shoulders, grabbing the arm. Adam slide off Naruto's shoulders and in shock of seeing Titus fled the ring to coward in the corner of the barricade…
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AS NARUTO WAS CUT DOWN BY THE SIFFEST LARIAT ONE CAN EXECUTE!
"And The Orange Spark Has Been Cut Down By The Stiffest Lariat Since The Days Of Stan Hanson!" Joey exclaimed.
The crowd was in complete shock just for the size of Titus. NCW was known for small, 'average' billed with a few exceptions such as the Frozen Asylum….but even the greatest tag team in the company's history paled in comparison to the scale of the Titan who….WAS SCALING THE TURNBUCKLE!?
"….the….the man's…..cl-….climbing the turn-" Critic stuttered in astonishment much like the crowd as a cry of "OH S***!" came from someone in the upper tier. Varrick was standing off to the side, egging on what we can assume is his new client…
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AS TITUS COMPRESSES NARUTO LIKE A CAN WITH A DIVING SPLASH!
"FALL OF THE TITANS! FALL OF THE TITANS ON TO A TITAN OF FICTIONAL WRESTLING!" Joey shouted in complete shock.
Titus got to a stance, one knee at a time, as Varrick was going crazy around the ring with his Varrick Industries Towel in hand. He places said towel over the shoulder of Titus who doesn't really need it since he didn't even break a sweat.
(Static Transition)
The Digital Dragons vs. The Outlast
"We Are One" by 12Stones had faded out, leaving the older counterpart of Takeru Takaishi and Nathan Blair in the ring, both discussing strategy.
"Takeru Takaishi, known simply as TK in the States. He along with Nathan Blair have competed in UWE, Progress, GPW, and once in the old FTW that is now SPARK. These Digital Dragons along with the Digital Angels over on Electric are collectively known as The Multiverse Defenders. They have accumulated an assortment of championships across the Fiction Wrestling Multiverse…" Joey droned on.
"And They Are WISH fulfillment, Joey! That's what they are. Nothing but wish fulfillment." Critic declared. "TK, Aelita & Kari are to Nathan as Pearl, Amethyst & Garnet are to Steven Universe."
"Wow, bring out the Steven Universe references are we Doug?" Joey asked.
"You can do A lot on commentary that you normally can't when DXP is around." Critic replied.
In a instance though, the arena was covered in the darkness as the house lights went black. The crowd cheered, knowing that whenever the lights when out something shoign was about to go down…
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AS THE RETURNING OF THE LIGHTS REVEAL CHRIS L WALKER AND EDDIE GLUSKIN LEVELING THE DIGITAL DRAGONS WITHS CHAIR SHOTS!
"And There They Are! It Has Taken Years But At Long Last They Make Their Offical NCW Debut! Chris L Walker, Eddie Gluskin, and I'm sure Richard Trager is around here somewhere. The Outlast!" Joey exclaimed as Referee Troy Davis called for the bell and was just going to let the chaos unfold.
(Skip To Finish)
On the outside, Nathan Blair was gasping for air. He was completely exhausted and clearly had been through a war, although a brief one. His partner though tried has hardest to reach out to attempt ant tag Nathan in…
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TO NO AVAIL AS CHRIS SLAMS TK INTO THE OPPOSING CORNER WITH A TURNBUCKLE BOMB!
"Chris Tried To Pop TK's Shoulder Out!" Critic exclaimed as TK slummed down to the mat just under the corner. Chris wasn't done, pulling TK into the center of the ring before tagging Eddie who went up top…
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And Drove His Feet Into The Abdomen of TK With A Diving Double Stomp For The Pin!
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"Well That Was Mercifully Quick!" Critic declared as the crowd was giving The Outlast a standing ovation, even though in context the bookers would want you to boo them.
"Here Are Your Winners At 5:18, The Outlast!" Stephen DeAngelis announced.
"On one hand I hope TK wakes up….on the other hand I don't since the pain he will feel will be something he has not felt or will want to feel." Joey stated as Chris and Eddie had their hands raised over the fallen TK.
Nathan was full of illogic but heroic thoughts, one of them executed at that moment as he bolted through the ring and managed to grab TK by the waist band of his wrestling trunks. He pulled him out to the floor and started to drag him up the aisle, having avoided a post-match attack from The Outlast.
"Nathan getting him and his partner far, far away from here." Joey stated. "I don't blame him in the slightest."
The camera views shift to a angled view of the ring from what would be the left hand side of the arena based on the hard camera. The camera zooms back and turns to the inside of one of the four 'luxury suites' in the NCW Arena. There isn't anything really luxurious about them though. They are brick and stone walls painted white with a few tables for concession, a small private bathroom, a television and a few plain seats. Many are surprised by the fact NCW would even offer anything like this. We find Steven Prazcek has somehow been able to get a interview with the three individuals sittings in the cushioned eats. 'The Butcher' Bill Cunning, Vaas Montenegro & Chris House; whose face was obscured by a torn up black towel.
"Steven Prazcek here with William Cunning, Vaas and Chris. Now I can see Chris is a bit…unresponsive…is he um….even alive?" Steven asked with a bit of concern.
"Oh don't you worry there Steve, he's live and well. Just studying, like the many uptight college students running around throwing tantrums today. Difference is Chris here releases his frustration in the ring. Though similarly both love destruction." Vaas stated.
"Look, we know what you've come to inquire about." Bill begins with. "About what we intend to do with Christopher. You see what we have here is a great opportunity to make something better than before. I see all around me today people buying new things, and just when they slightly improperly operate toss it in the trash and get something new. I hate waste, I hate filth. That's exactly what became of Chris; waste. Discarding to a land-fill to make room for the next. But me and Vaas, we're not going to add to the trash of this world. We saw an opportunity to pull back our sleeves and rebuild this boy from the ground up and turn him into a man, no; a machine of carnage. A machine of carnage that will take out everyone who clutters the world with trash and filth such as Johnny Alvarez, no; the entire Alvarez family. We want to eliminate the filth of the planet, you start with getting rid of those freeloaders riding off the coattails of the success paved by Christopher House."
"Um….okay….so what are your plans on how you will….'rebuild' Chris?" Steven asked.
"Well you're in luck, we're gonna start with a series of dry runs. Y'know, don't wanna through him in the water and drown. Just some simple tests. The first of which, ones who question his abilities just because of a few losses." Vaas added as Bill walked off behind Steven. "We would like some proper documentation cameraman so keep rolling. Don't give a s*** what TBS wants or not."
"Um….okay….wait…."Steven said, beginning to piece together what Vaas said…
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As Bill Quickly Rushed Up Behind Steven And Handcuffed Him.
"My Apologies, I Hope This Dump Provides You With Some Form Of Health Insurance!" Bill declared as he shoved Steven into the center of the room. The cameraman frantically backed away AS CHRIS JUMP ON STEVEN AND DROPPED HIM WITH THE LEMON BROOK PLUNGE (Fisherman Buster)! The towel dropped to the floor, though we are not able to see Chris's face. Steven struggles to a stance…
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BEFORE LEVELING HIM WITH THE CARBON FOOTPRINT (RUNNING BIG BOOT)!
By this point a good portion of the crowd had directed their attention toward the assault ongoing in the private box with fans chanting, "MASSACRE CHRIS! MASSACRE CHRIS! MASSACRE CHRIS!"
The camera cut away to the hard camera which has turned as far left as it could to try and document the attack. We can only see the tops of heads….
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UNTIL STEVEN'S BODY WAS SENT FLYING OUT OF THE PRIVATE BOX AND DOWN SEVERAL ROWS INTO THE CROWD, AT LEAST A DOZEN FANS CAUGHT IN THE DESTRUCTION!
"OH MY GOD!" Joey exclaimed.
"….WELL I'M GETTING OUT HERE! THE INTERVIEWERS ARE BEING KILLED, WE'RE NEXT!" Critic cried out over chants of "HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***!"
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NexGen w/ Yaseen Khan vs. Frozen Asylum vs. X-Dynamics vs Team D.E.A.D w/ Luna Rose- Fatal Four Way Tag Team Match
It was main event time in Johnstown, PA. Last week's main event had completely change the balance of power in the company. So the sky was the limit for what was to occur in the Four Way Tag Team Match. It was clear Streak had some common sense knowing a traditional four way would not satisfy the four teams only wished one another apart. So instead of the tag rule, this bout was turned in a Fatal Four Way Tornado Tag….well, let's take bets on how long the arena will be left standing. The only thing that was going to cut this match short would be the run time of 2 hours for the show.
Frozen Asylum were obviously the crowds favorites has they got a unchallenged pop during their entrance. The most loathed were some of newest arrivals to the land of extreme, NexGen; Iggy and Fuzzy Khan who had the third man for support in the form of Yaseen on the outside. Team D.E.A.D got lukewarm responses, only do to the fact they were unknowns to those who did not follow NCW's developmental. And all three teams turned their attention to the fourth team, the X-Dynamics. It was a 6-on-2 assault to start the match.
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Fuzzy Khan had Kevin Kenneth lifted up and then dropped with the pop up powerbomb…
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AND DOWN CAME IGGY WITH A BLACK HOLE SPLASH ONTOP OF THE RECENTLY POWERBOMBED KEVIN!
"NexGen Have Vaporized Keven Kenneth! Three Seconds To A New Champion!" Joey exclaimed…
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BUT NOT TO BE AS SAMUEL DARTED THROUGH FUZZY WITH A SPEAR!
"SPEAR! FAZAL FUZZY KHAN IS SLICED INTO TWO SLIDERS!" Joey exclaimed.
But Samuel would not be able to capitalize as one Khan was back to their feet and Samuel had his lights shut out with the Lunar Death (Rolling Cutter)!
"Lunar Death! YES! YES! COVER HIM! COVER HIM DAMIT!" Critic shouted in great glee as Iggy went for the cover…
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"…YOU HAD ONE FREAKIN JOB IGGY!" Critic hollered in rage as the X-Dynamics looked to regain the Tag Team Championships…
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"….oh My GOD!" Joey exclaimed from the nasty chair shots that dropped the X-Dynamics to their knees and for sure knocked off a few months of their lives.
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Van meanwhile was launched head first into the turnbuckle by Jason..WITH SNAKE EYES!
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AS JASON KRUEGER DROPPED HIS MEANT DOWN ONTO COREY WITH A SUICIDE DIVE WHILE VAN SUFFERED FROM THE YAMI DRIVER!
"….Rest In Peace X-Dynamics." Joey stated as the crowd was on their feet as David rolled up Van For The Pin..
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The crowd was ecstatic. Having gone from last week with the ultimate villain of the company at the time taking the top prize, seeing the loyal team that had been the foundation of the NCW Tag Team Division double their amount of gold was something everyone could be satisfied with.
"Your Winner Of The Match At 23:15….and the NEW NCW World Tag Team Champions…Jason Krueger, David Williams, The Frozen Asylum!" Stephen DeAngelis made official.
"The greatest tag team today are back on top." Joey cemented. "The longest reigning NCW World Tag Team Champions are holding the belt for a second reign!"
"Well, expect another year plus reign from them. Give Them Their Belts! Let Them Keep Their Belts! Let Them Bolt Those Belts To The Wall Because Nobody Will Be Able To Take It From Them!" Critic decreed.
Jason groggily rolled back in to the ring, for sure having some splinters stuck to his shoulders. But those would be dealt with at a later time. What he and David wanted now more than anything was to hold those belts once again…
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"Congratulations Boys!" Streak was heard announcing from the entry way.
"Ah great, haven't we seen his mug enough tonight?" Joey asked with great distain as the camera focused on the Co-Owner of NCW and the General Manager of Prime.
"Give Us Our F***in Titles!" David could be heard shouting, even without a microphone.
"Do not fret; you two will get your trophies for your victories. You are after all the greatest tag team of NCW's past. A near 500 day reign as tag team champions, something unheard of in recent memory. In fact its quite funny that the last reign you had was kicked off by you beating me and killing Hiccup at the original WrestleWars. So I thought it would be nostalgic to kick off your second reign as champions….but ushering in the next age of NCW's Tag Team Division and your first challengers." Streak stated.
"New Challengers?" Joey asked…
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AS THE FROZEN ASYLUM WERE CUT DOWN BY HAVING THE WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS BEING DRILLED INTO THE BACK OF THEIR HEADS BY DANNY PHANTOM AND TUCKER FOLEY!
"ITS DANNY AND TUCKER, TO OF THE FOUNDING MEMBERS OF THE TRS!" Joey exclaimed as the crowd hissed.
"What A Nice Delivery Service…" Critic trailed off.
"I Thought Tucker Could Only Move His Lips, Didn't Know He Could Move His Legs!" Joey insulting added as Danny and Tucker stomped away at the newly crowd Tag Team Champions. It was a brief but vicious assault.
When it was all over, the Frozen Asylum were mentally off in la-la land while Danny and Tucker held up the championship belts for all to see before wrapping them around the waists of the actual champions. The image all were given as NCW went off the air.