5th June – Mayhem
WORLDS COLLIDE RECAP
Jayce pulls Matt back out the ring and gets his face and they begin to talk trash between each other before exchanging punches over by the barricade, Matt gets the better of the exchange and delivers a knee to the gut of Jayce and sends him over the barricade but before Matt could get back in the ring, Jayce pulls him over the barricade and they begin to brawl throughout the crowd and then out of a sight as they spill out to the back of the arena.
Mike Fisher: Jayce and Matt have let their anger get the bets of them as they take themselves out the Championship match for now as they worry more about trying to beat the hell out of the other.
Meanwhile back in the ring Kenny Pryce measures Enigma up for a superkick and time AOT just right as Enigma turns around but Enigma catch’s his leg in mid strike and reverses into Questions & Answer (Sit down chokeslam)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!
*Bell Rings*
Alice Goldier: Here is your winner by pinfall and new and first ever Legacy Champion, The Monster Machine” ENIGMA!!!!!!!
Mike Fisher: History has been made here tonight in the opening match here at Worlds Collide, Enigma has written himself into the history books of IIW, what a moment for him in his career.
Scott James: Great moment for Enigma here tonight a she can now call himself not only a Champion but the first ever Legacy Champion but I can’t help but mention how Jayce could be standing their as Champion right now if it haven’t been for Matt Shepard.
Mike Fisher: Yea for a moment it did look like was Jayce match to win but tonight belongs to these new and first ever Legacy Champion Enigma!!!!!
Enigma climbs down to outside the ring and walks up to the podium and retrieves his Legacy Championship and then rises into the air as the sold out crowd chant his name.
Mac surprises Maverick with a thunderous headbutt that rocks Maverick backwards and then Mac delivers a kick to the gut and hits his finisher Good night princess (Shouten) and goes for the cover.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!
*Bell Rings*
Alice Goldier: Here is your winner by pinfall and NEW IIW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION, MAC BANE!!!!!!!
Mike Fisher: What a finish to an outstanding tournament, Mac Bane and Maverick put on an instant class in the finals of this tournament but only one man could reign supreme tonight and that man is Mac Bane our new International Champion!
The refere retrieves the IIW International Championship off the podium by ringside and hand sit over to Mac Bane. Mac admire Steph belt for a moment and then walks over to the turnbuckle to climb up to the top and then raises the Championship high up in the air to celebrate.
Aiden taking the least of the damage is the first one back up, he looks at the carnage around him before picking up Tyler Debonair and getting him stood up with him, he motions to go for the man mointain Enigma… As Tyler steps forward Aiden PUNTS HIM as hard as he can between the legs as Tyler just collapses to the ground as Aiden Cain smirks and slides out of the ring.
Removing his boot on the way out he throws away the steel cap he had laced his boot with as he sniggers once more before disappearing to the back.
In the ring we see J Mont signal for Enigma to hold up the fallen Tyler Debonair ……
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He’s out as Kim, Bam, Fred and Xavier hold back the other members of Team Osh.
J Mont drops for the pin
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Your Winners…… TEAM MECCA!
The War Game cage lifts up as The Mecca come together in the ring to celebrate their victory as a unit. Shaun Hart comes down the ramp with the help of Goliath as he still feels the pain from his last man standing match, Mac Bane comes to join the celebration as well.
Mike Fisher: I may not like it and I know many in attendance and around the world aren’t happy with tonight’s results because we know with The Mecca winning , Shaun Hart is now in full control of IIW and that Osh must walk away from the company he built.
Scott James: Not to mention not only with this victory but now finding out the Enigma is in fact with The Mecca, The Mecca now hold the International, Legacy and World Heavyweight Championship. They have Mayhem by the throat right now and I don’t know if anyone can stop this unit.
Meanwhile Max Stone exits the cage and walks around the ringside area as he huffs and puffs after a brutal match. He approaches the guard rail and slaps hands with some fans. He puts his hand on the rail and bends over while holding his abdominal section that’s starting to sting. The fans in front of Max scatter backward and yell at Max to warn him of something.
Scott James: Who the hell are they?!
A man in WHITE SCRUBS sneaks up from behind Max and grabs a hold of him. He is joined by three others who are attempting to subdue him.
Mike Fisher: What is this?! Max just went to war with the Mecca and now he’s got these people attacking him!
Max shakes one of the orderly looking people off of his back and manages to superkick another off his feet. Max wildly throws punches into the air to try to dissuade any of them from getting any closer. They back off and create some distance between them.
Scott James: I don’t know what’s going on, Fisher! Can you clue me in?
Mike Fisher: I don’t either!
Just then, from through the crowd comes three more orderlies who manage to jump the guard rail and tackle him down to the ground. Max wiggles and tries to fight back but they got him locked down.
Mike Fisher: Oh no.. no…
One of the orderlies pulls out a LARGE SYRINGE. The others pull Max’s arms out to each side.
Scott James: Don’t do this! The man just went through hell!
The orderly JABS Max in the arm. His kicking legs start to slow down until he falls unconscious.
Mike Fisher: Someone get security out here to stop this!
Another orderly wheels a stretcher up to the scene and they all work together to lift Max onto it. They quickly get the stretcher away from the ringside area and bring it up the entrance way.
Scott James: Max Stone is being taken away against his will! For God’s sake, they just drugged him and knocked him out!
The camera follows the stretcher into the backstage area where Max is loaded up into a WHITE VAN. They close the back and all jump in and drive away.
The Mecca watch on as all this happens, Shaun laughs it up along with the rest of the Mecca as they have some ladies bring champagne bottles into the ring to help add to the celebration, Then Shaun Hart has Goliath retrieve him a microphone.
Shaun Hart: We’ll well, you might as well call
Me a prophet because what I said would happen has come to pass.
Shaun smirks.
Shaun Hart: Mecca was already on top of this company, now we can just sit comfortably knowing we have three of the most prestigious titles in IIW.
Mac Bane, Enigma and Joe lift their respective titles in the air as the fans give them a mix reaction of cheers and boos.
Shaun Hart: And soon enough Fred will recapture the UK Championship and then will turn our attention to The Gangster of Christ that currently holds some gold we never lost. Yeah there is nothing that can stop us now!!!!!
As Shaun Hart finishes speaking a loud TAPPING sound echoes throughout the arena as it draws everyone’s attention up towards the entrance ramp where Osh nephews stands tapping his fingers against the microphone, Shaun and the rest of Mecca look at him with disgust.
Jay: Hey guys, nice win by the way , looked very good out there. I was pulling for my uncle’s teams but you know things happen and that’s why it’s always good to have an ace up your sleeve right Shaun?
Jay smirks as he ask the question.
Shaun Hart: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?
Jay smirks at Shaun then points to the entrance as Osh walks out with the head of the board of directors John Travolta who shakes hands with Osh and Jay and then turn his atteion to Shaun and The Mecca.
Mike Fisher: We haven’t seen John Travolta since he had a meeting with Shaun and the rest of the board months ago.
John Travolta: Shaun, last time we spoke you convinced me you was best for business and at the time you were right and that’s why I allowed you to stay in power, but you see recently I learned some valuable information that has made me rethink my decision.
Shaun looks at John with a worried look.
Shaun Hart: And what the hell does that mean!?
John Travolta: What it means is Shaun, I know that you’ve been stealing money from the company. I know you’ve been lying to us about profits, we’ve been making way more then what you’ve been reporting. That money should’ve been going around to not only the company but the people with it.
So it is with great pleasure that based on this new information I reversed the stipulation of this match. Now let me make myself clear The Mecca earned that win and was the better teams so I will not take the win away from them but as far as Shaun becoming the sole owner of IIW that is now rescinded and therefore Osh will stay in power as Owner of IIW and as far you Shaun Hart, you are FIRED!!!!!
Shaun facial expression turns to disgust and starts kicking at the ropes and looking around with a crazy look in his eye.
Shaun Hart: YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!!!!
John Travolta smirks down at Shaun.
John Travolta: I can and I just did and by the way these officers would like a word with you back at the jailhouse.
Osh smiles as the police officers make their way down the ramp and enter the ring to arrest Shaun, Shaun try to resist and Goliath even thinks about interfering but Joe gives him a look that it’s not a good idea. They finally get Shaun to the ground and put the cuffs on him and then take him out of the ring.
Mike Fisher: What a trust of events that just happened The Mecca wins big but Shaun Hart still gets fired and looks to be off to jail for the time being and on top of all that Osh keeps his company.
Scott James: This is a conspiracy I tell you, I don’t believe anything that John just said and regardless of Shaun being out of power Mecca still stands tall tonight with all the Gold!
The police force Shaun up the ramp and as they make it to the top he stops and looks at Osh.
Shaun Hart: You think you’ve won haven’t you!?
Osh smirks in his face.
Osh: I have and I just did, now officers get this trash out of my company!
The police escort Shaun to the back as the show closes out with Osh smiling towards The Mecca.
Mike Fisher: WELCOME TO MONDAY NIGHT MAYHEM!!!! Tonight we have an awesome card lined up for you tonight but before we get to the first match of the night we are going to start things off with the winners of War Games…… The MECCA!!!!
The ring has a giant red carpet laying on it along with red ribbons on the ring ropes and Mecca balloons tied up around the ring pole and a huge banner that hangs from the rafter that says 2023 War Games Champions The Mecca. The fans in the sold out arena go nuts as they chant for The Mecca and after a few minutes of anticipation The Mecca make their way out as IIW staff roll out a red carpet down the entrance. The World Champion Joe Montuori stays front in center with Legacy Champion Enigma and International Champion Mac Bane standing beside him , along with Fred Debonair, Kim Pain, Bam Miller, and Goliath.
Scott James: Look at that collection of talent and Championship Gold on that stage right now.
Confetti drops from the rafters as The Mecca makes their way down the ring. The fans give them mixed reactions but loud nonetheless as they step into the ring and take their position in the center of the ring and then Mac, Enigma and Joe raise their Championships high up in the air as Pyro goes off around the arena. After a few minutes of taking it all in , Joe Montuori walks over and retrieves a microphone and then slowly walks back to center stage and lifts the microphone up to his lips.
J MONT:Two weeks ago at Worlds Collide we swept the competition!!! We started the night off with Enigma tearing through three other competitors that Osh saw as worthy competitors for the Legacy’s championship.
Joe points to Enigma then hands him the microphone as he takes center stage with The Legacy Championship draped over his massive shoulder.
Enigma: I told you what was going to happen. Isn’t it funny how everything I said has now come to fruition? Here we stand, the most dominant group – not just in IIW, oh no – the most dominant in this business. We are the MECCA, the true measuring stick of the industry. I am sure some would question my allegiances here, but I made it no secret why I came to this company, why I answered the call. This man, our esteemed World Champion, brought me here to the right place at the right time. We are making history now and it is time for you all to sit up and take notice, to watch as a new era begins, much like it did at Worlds Collide. None on this roster are worthy enough to take my championship, to TARNISH MY LEGACY.
Enigma gets done speaking and heads the microphone back to Joe.
J MONT: That’s exactly why I wanted him to be apart of this because I knew I could count on him to deliver and that he did in more ways than one but that party didn’t stop for us that night, Mac Bane went through a tournament that featured some of the best in the world but when it was all said and done he walked away as the new International Champion!
Joe passed the microphone off to Mac Bane.
Mac Bane: If the outcome was ever in question, you’ve not been paying attention to this business over the last 20 years! This is simply the beginning of things to come. We don’t use kids gloves, and we don’t hesitate to pull the trigger.
After Mac finishes he hands the microphone back to Joe.
J MONT: I couldn’t agree more but the victories for us didn’t stop there because in The Main Event with the entire world watching, we defeated the best IIW had to offer. A hall of Famer in Scotty Adams, a former International Champion in Tyler Debonair, a key holder in Aiden Cain who smarten up and left you dorks hanging and of course the best loser of them all the former World Heavyweight Champion John Cavanagh who I made my bitch once again!!!
The fans give Joe a loud reaction of disapproval.
J MONT: Now while I did make the winning pinfall over Tyler Debonair I didn’t do it alone. I had the best damn UK Champion Fred Debonair with me, I had the two toughest sons of bitches in the locker room Bam Miller and Kim Pain with me and of course Weapon X, Xavier Lux who wasn’t able to be here tonight. But let me put the spotlight on the competitor that started the match for us and showed IIW just how much punishment she could take and give back in double.
J MONT: I’m glad she’s on my side, but what about you Slayer you want a chance on the mic?
Joe extends the microphone to Bam but Bam shakes his head, letting Joe know he’s good.
J MONT: I get it killer, you and Goliath the silent type, but how about you Fred?
Fred Debonair: When was I ever going to say no to being alongside these chaos creators?! When was I going to turn my back on The Mecca?! When you all thought that there was some kind of toxicity running through the ranks and that The Mecca was crumbling nah, we were building more than you ever believed could be possible… And you know Joe, you’re right. I AM THE BEST IIW UK Champion there’s ever been! I gave credence and legitimacy to that title and look at what’s happening to it now?! The current “Champ” got hauled off somewhere… Let’s just hope he’s back to see me crowned for a second time, eh? AND NEW!!!
Fred laughs and hands the microphone back to Joe…
J MONT: I really need to buy a pair of sunglasses because all of this gold is starting to blind me. Even with 20/20 vision, there is a lot of gold here and don’t worry, there is more to come. The tag title and UK titles will be coming home to The Mecca where they belong. I have added another World Title to my IIW one as well in an outside company for fun. And that is what we do here in The Mecca. Wherever we go, we win gold and do what the fuck we want to do. Just like here in the IIW. They tried to stop us at War Games but once again, they….
FAILED
J MONT: I wonder what OSH has up his sleeves now. He is running out of ideas. He needs to call Mark Cuban on Shark Tank to get some help to stop us, but even if OSH finds his Dirk Nowitizki, that still can’t stop The Mecca.
J Mont turns around and looks at the team that is assembled.
J MONT: Not even the best Dream Team assembled could stop us. Everyone brags about the 1992 Dream Team for the Olympics. Fuck them. They don’t hold a candle to THE MECCA!
Michael Jordan? Please- J Mont is Better
Scottie Pippen? HAHA- Mac Bane is Better
Magic Johnson? Good one- BUT Enigma is better
John Stockton? HAHA- Fred Debonair is better
Larry Bird? HAHA- Kim Pain is better
Patrick Ewing? Please- Bam Miller is better
Charles Barkley? Fat Bastard- Goliath is better
Clyde Drexler- HAHA- Xavier “X” Lux is better
J MONT: As you can see, you can say your the best, but until you can stop THE MECCA, just shut the fuck up and WATCH the NEW ERA in wrestling and the IIW do the damn thing.
Osh comes out on stage with a smirk on his face and a microphone in hand.
Osh: Congratulations on the win Mecca, you all prove to be all you claim to be but let’s stop beating around the bush and get down to business! Shaun Hart is gone and you no longer have an ace in the hole and you will no longer be able to do as you please because I have a new general manager ready to lay down the law!!!
J MONT: Oh look, the defeated man is here. You think you got the last laugh firing Shaun Hart, but think again asshole. The Mecca runs your company. Not you. Not the New GM. Not the owners. Without us, you don’t have shit here.
Just then the theme Jay Z runs this town tonight begins to play over the speakers and then out walks a muscular built balled man that has a charismatic smile that can light up a whole arena. He waves to the fans and then shakes Osh’s hand and takes the microphone from him and then stares down The Mecca as he lifts the microphone.
Tristian King: Ladies, Gentleman, and The Mecca my name is Tristian King and I once wrestled in this ring before going to the NFL and becoming a General Manager. I’ve run many successful franchises and have turned mediocre ones into success stories now. I’ve done it all in the NFL, there was nothing left for me to do so when my old friend Osh gave me a call about coming back to pro wrestling to run Monday Night Mayhem I couldn’t refuse. It’s a new challenge for me to conquer and it’s one that I don’t take lightly.
He focuses on Mecca now.
Tristian King: You all have been running through IIW with no repercussions for some time now and that’s mostly because you had a crooked man like Shaun Hart in your back pocket but that’s changed because there’s a new sheriff in town and I can not be bought!
Joe looks at Osh and Tristain with disgust.
J MONT: Oh look, there is a new sheriff in town. It doesn’t matter what power you think you have. You can never tell J MONT what to do. I do what I want, when I want. If you don’t like it, then I suggest you find another company to work for. And I would love to see you tell Mac Bane or Kim Pain what to do. I will grab popcorn and sit in the front row for that.
Tristian King smirks.
Tristian King: That’s actually what I plan to do Joe, because see some have said you guys have had an easy road in this company but not anymore. So speaking of Mac Bane I’ve got a surprise for you International Champion! You ran through a lot of great competitors to get that belt but now we are going to find out in 8 weeks if you can keep that belt when we head to Tokyo Japan for Gates Of Immortality because next Mayhem it’s going to be Jay Vaughn vs Scotty Adams to determine the number one contender to your International Championship!
Mac steps up holding the International Championship up high as he takes the microphone from Joe.
Mac Bane: It doesn’t matter who it is, you can line them up and I will smash them down to keep MY INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP.
Mac hands the microphone back to Joe as Tristian King begins talking again.
Tristian King: Glad to hear you’re up for the challenge but you aren’t the only one who’s title will be one the line at Gates Of Immortality. Mr. Enigma you too will have an opponent named at a later date for for the PPV and so with the Tag Team Champions and of course you Joe you will be putting that World title on the line!!!
Joe looks at Tristian with even more disgust.
J MONT: Let me remind you of a few things here. I am the WORLD CHAMPION. I am undefeated since I joined here in September. Your ratings and revenue are the best they have ever been since that time. I don’t listen to anyone. If you have a problem with the way I do business, then I dare you to do something about it. No one has the balls to tell J MONT what to do. Osh, your a big fuckin pussy and i already laid you out. The IIW originals and posse already felt this wrath. What’s next? Just more gold coming to The Mecca is what I see….. And hey, Mr. New General Manager, I have something to tell you.
You can suck a big fat DICK and shut the fuck up. You’re on MY SHOW. The Mecca’s SHOW!
Tristan’s smile goes away and his facial expression becomes series.
Tristian King: Joe you’ve gotten away of doing what you want around here like you own this company but you don’t and here’s your first reality check! You are nearby suspended for the rest of this show and next Mayhem without pay but before you go let me introduce you the man you will face in Tokyo Japan at Gates of Immortality , he’s a former World Champion and someone that has unfinished business with you.
Osh and Tristian move out of the way as “King of Kings” by Motörhead plays over the speakers and out comes the former World Champion John Cavanagh with a microphone in hand.
John Cavanagh: ROUND TWO BITCH!!!!
John spikes the microphone on the stage and signals to Joe that the World Championship is coming back home with him while Joe just stares him down with disgust and then walk sup to the ropes to stand on them and hold up his World Title as the camera fades out.
(Matt Shepard and Jayce Carver find themselves being forced to work together in order to pick up a win but that might be easier said than done as both men can be linked for causing the other to miss out on becoming the Legacy Champion and Team Olympus is hoping to capitalize on that weakness and get back in the tag team title hunt. Will Team Olympus capitalize or will Matt and Jayce be able to put their differences aside and walk away with the win? )
Match One
Standard Singles Match
Team Olympus vs Matt Shepard and Jayce Carver
Team Olympus are standing inthe ring as we await the arrival of Matt Shepard and Jayce Carver
Matt walks to the ring head down trying not to look to much to the crowd. When he does, its trash talk the whole way. He exudes confidence, machismo, and toughness….. Suddenly he’s attacked from behind
Mike Fisher: WHO IS THIS????
The man pulls of his mask to reveal himself as Trent Maddox
Jayce Carver quickly legs it out to save Trent. He stops him and asks him what the hell he’s doing… Trent shrugs then Jayce lays out Matt Shepard with a microphone, as they both lift him up and deliver an inverted Piledriver onto the steep ramp
Mike Fisher: OH GOD!!!!
Scott James: Looks like Trent is Jayce’s new tag team partner?
Jayce immediately rolls Zeus over as he enters the ring, dropping a knee on his injured limb, causing him to cry out in pain before going for a quick cover…
ONE
TWO
Zeus kicks out at two.
Hercules is finally up at on the apron as Jayce measures Zeus up, delivering a stiff stomp right to the side of his head. He pulls Zeus up and whips him into the ropes, going for a lariat…but Zeus ducks! He springboards off the ropes, grabbing Jayce as he comes around, looking for a Tornado DDT…But Trent clips his leg off the ropes! Jayce swings Zeus around…Spinebuster! Jayce makes a quick tag to Trent, who flips over the ropes with a senton bomb.
ONE
TWO
THR–NO! The Hercules dives for the save just in time!
Trent charges at Hercules, looking for a clothesline, but Hercules ducks underneath. Trent runs into the ropes as Hercules follows behind…FLYING THUNDER GOD! TO THE BACK OF TRENT’S HEAD! He stumbles into Jayce who makes a quick tag and charges over, though, and nails Hercules from behind with a huge elbow right to the back of his head, sending him slumping to the mat. He goes to pull him up…Only to have Zeus pull his down from behind! SCHOOLBOY ROLL-UP WITH A SHITLOAD OF TIGHTS!
ONE
TWO
THRE–NO! Jayce JUST manages to kick out before three!
Mike Fisher: The new team are still in this damn thing!
Scott James: BOOOO!
Mike Fisher: You are such a bandwagon jumper its unreal.
Jayce comes back up furious, and looks to absolutely CRUSH Zeus with a superkick…But Zeus evades it at the last minute with a forward roll! He dives for the corner, where Hercules is waiting for the tag…ONLY TO HAVE TRENT PULL HERCULES DOWN FROM THE APRON! Hercules hits face-first on the apron as Trent immediately grabs him, slamming him into the barricade spine-first. Hercules goes down with a cry of pain as Jayce absolutely LEVELS Zeus with a superkick to the back of his head back in the ring. Jayce falls on top for a cover…
ONE
TWO
NO! ZEUS GETS THE SHOULDER UP.
Jayce shakes his head, rolling to his feet and stomping away at Zeus’s knee before pulling him up and planting him with a suplex. Jayce signals for the end as Trent slides into the ring. They pull Zeus up, and Jayce plants him with the release German, folding him up on his neck. Jayce and Trent set up for the double Buzzsaw kick…BUT HERCULES SLIDES IN! UNCUT BOLIVIAN CUTTER ON TRENT! HE GOES FOR GOD COMPLEX ON JAYCE BUT HE SHOVES HIM OFF! Jayce clotheslines Hercules over the ropes to the floor! He turns round…RIGHT INTO A KICK TO THE GUT FROM ZEUS! EYE RAKE! Zeus goes for a an Ace Crusher, but Jayce shoves him off now…AND TRENT LEAPS UP ONTO THE APRON TO NAIL HIM WITH ANOTEHR SUPERKICK
Fisher: NO!
Zeus stumbles back into a Dragon suplex!
ONE
TWO
Hercules tries to slide in, but Trent tackles him to the floor!
THREE!
“A Country Boy Can Survive” By Hank Williams Jr hits the airwaves as the crowd rises to their feet. Out from behind the curtain is Michael Dawson, father of the IIW Tag Team Champions and coming out only a few seconds later are his two sons, Gabriel “Pope” and Jethro Dawson.
The trio slowly walk down to the ring, basking in the reaction of the fans which is a bit mixed if we are being fair.
Once in the ring the Dawson boys hold their titles up high in the air for all to see before placing them over their shoulders.
Michael calls for the microphone as Pope and Jethro stand with their tag titles over their shoulders while Michael raises the microphone and starts to address the IIW crowd.
MICHAEL DAWSON: IIW…
He emphatically states.
MICHAEL DAWSON: I really don’t know what to say for your lack of Tag Teams that seem to be nonexistent when it comes to making sure my boys stay active in the ring. It’s actually kind of embarrassing knowing that we’ve run through every formidable team that has shared the ring with us.
Boo’s start to echo throughout the building as Michael scoffs at the crowd before turning around and facing the Gangsters of Christ.
MICHAEL DAWSON: Since leaving Lizard Lick, North Carolina my boys have suffered but just ONE defeat… that DID NOT come by the hands of anyone affiliated with the IIW, mind you. We have grown tired of having our time wasted, and to think with Shaun Hart getting the boot the powers that be might start putting the focus back on the talent and not themselves.
Michael points to Jethro.
MICHAEL DAWSON: Jethro Dawson CHOKED OUT your IIW World Champion leaving him unconscious… BEATING him… in the middle of the ring where it matters, and did you see Osh use his brain when selecting his War Games team?
Michael turns and faces the camera as he shakes his head back and forth from right to left.
MICHAEL DAWSON: No.
Michael stops shaking his head.
MICHAEL DAWSON: I mean, it would make too much sense to recruit the only guy in THIS federation to BEAT J Mont elsewhere but when your head is shoved up your own ass it’s hard to see the light of day. Let me get to the point because I have TWO things to get off my chest; the first, Jethro better get a shot at the World title soon, and two… Do your job and FIND us QUALITY opponents.
Just then new General Manager Tristan King comes out on stage with a microphone in hand.
Tristan King: Gangster of Christ and Father Dawson I hear you loud and clear. Shaun Hart didn’t pay much attention to the Tag Team division but that’s going to change now under my leadership because as I said earlier I had a big announcement for the tag team Division.
Tristian pauses for a moment.
Tristan King: That announcement is that starting next Mayhem there will be eight tag teams from the inside of IIW and the outside of IIW that will compete for an opportunity to challenge you the Tag Team Champions at our next PPV The Gate of Immortality.
The fans go wild for the announcement of the tournament, while the Gangster of Christ and Michael Dawson look on.
Michael Dawson: And what about my sons World Title match?
Tristian King: Now usually here in IIW we don’t acknowledge what happened outside these wall but I’m a fair General Manager, so Jethro will get his opportunity down the line and have a chance to challenge for the World Title after the PPV but for now it’s best you boys focus on the tag team tournament.
Dawson nods his head in acceptance.
Michael Dawson: It’s about time we be recognized!
Tristian King: Everyone will be given opportunities to shine going forward, the spotlight no longer just hangs over The Mecca anymore around here. I mean what I said earlier , this is a new ere for IIW and I plan to make it a game changing one.!!!!
Tristian King tosses the mic down on the stage and walks back behind the curtain as Michael Dawson stares him down as the camera fades out.
(Coming off a win and an impressive showing at Worlds Collide, Kim looks to erase a fluke win off her resume as she looks to beat Kenny Pryce and silence any doubts left about her but Kennynon the other hand is looking to prove his win was legit and bounce back after losing out on becoming Legacy Champion. )
Match Two
Standard Singles Match
Kim Pain vs Kenny Pryce
NO CONTEST.
The scene cuts backstage to see FRED DEBONAIR pacing as he speaks on the phone.
FRED: “I don’t care, are you sure he’s there?!? Yeah fine I’ll check for myself, but hold fast ok??”
FRED turns and we see he’s at the door to OSH VAUGHN’S office where just before he knocks, OSH opens the door to leave, he sees FRED and removes his shades looking him dead in the eye…
OSH: “You’ve got some nerve coming to my door Debonair…-“
FRED: “Look Osh no offence but I really don’t give a shit right now what went down between you and Shaun, that’s your business. I was on his team at Wargames because I’m part of The Mecca it’s that simple I just wanna ask you something… I’ve heard rumours that the people who took Max Stone are from… You know where, is that true??”
OSH just looks at FRED for a moment, before sighing and shrugging…
OSH: “You mean Resnick? Yeah Fred they were… Now if you don’t mind I’ve got somewhere to be…”
OSH shoves past FRED who pulls his cell phone back out cursing as he does, looking up and down the corridor before the call is picked up.
FRED: “Kai, it’s me… Listen, I’ve had confirmation Stone is in Resnick… You need to get him out of there brother, you know as well as I do that place ain’t safe! Max and I have had our issues but I definitely wouldn’t want him stuck in there… Okay let me know.”
FRED hangs up the phone and heads off down the corridor as we cut back to ringside.
( The Mechanics looked impressive with a debut win over the Bum Squad and look to continue their role as they take on veteran tag team Pretty Technical who will attempt to give the duo their first loss and get back in the tag team title hunt.)
Match Three
Standard Tag Team Match
The Mechanics vs Pretty Technical
[The IIW Arena lights dim and the video wall sparks to life with a blue wrench and a white background inside a hexagon box. Letters appear in an arch over the logo spelling out The Mechanics and the crowd roars with cheers as Nobody’s Nobody by The Brothers Osborne plays over the sound system.]
Some wind up in the hall of fame
Some go down in the blaze of glory
Some people never ever make a name
But change the game in someone’s story
I’m still tryna leave my mark
[Pretty Technical music and video package plays to a loud chorus of jeers and boos. Colorful spotlights swirl throughout the IIW Arena as Ryan McCann and Chris Morton roll out onto the mainstage seated on InMotion V13 electric unicycles, striking a pose in glitter covered hot pink helmets. Wearing black hardcover rucksacks laced with white fur trim strapped to their backs, Pretty Technical ride down the ramp with swagger and style while successfully avoiding being touched by what they view to be inferior fans.]
Mike: “Can you believe the nerve of these delusional derelict fans?! You DO NOT touch art this prestigious and Pretty Technical are a tag team masterpiece!”
Scott: “These pretty boys are going to be more than touched by The Mechanics once the bell rings.”
[Ryan McCann maneuvers to the left and Chris Morton circles to the right, simultaneously dismounting the electric unicycles next to the ring posts then leaning them against the kickstand catycorner to each other before sauntering and sashaying up the steel staircase, flamboyantly playing to the crowd before stepping through the ropes. Pretty Technical removes their helmets and strike a trademark pose in the center of the ring as boos continue to cascade down from the Manchester fans in attendance.]
Webb steps over the top rope to get in, and knocks McCann right back down with a clothesline. He pulls Ryan McCann off the mat, and hoists him onto his shoulder to hit a Running Powerslam! He signals for the end now and he raises his arm in the air. McCann stumbles up, but Norton warns him. Zeb Webb charges BUT MCCAN DROPKICKS HIM BEFORE HE CAN HIT! McCann rolls over to tag in Chris Norton, and he climbs in before exploding on Zeb Webb with a series of right hands. He whips him into the corner and runs in to hit a clothesline. He tries to run out with a Bulldog, but Webb shoves him off the ropes. Donahue tags himself in, and cuts off Norton with a Springboard Front Dropkick!
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TWO…
Norton kicks out!
Mike Fisher: Norton doing much better than his partner here.
Donahue pulls Norton off the mat and tries to send him to the ropes, but Norton uses his power advantage to send Donahue to the ropes instead, and he hits a Powerslam! He runs to dropkick Webb off the apron to get Donahue to himself, and he pulls him up to hit the Inverted Headlock Backbreaker!
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TWO…
T – NO!
Donahue kicks out! Chris Norton pulls him up, and he signals for the end. He tries to lift him for the Special Effects Driver, BUT DREWTWISTS OUT ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND HITS A REVERSE FRANKENSTEINER! sending them otuside the ring!
(Outside of the ring)
[Pretty Technical cheap shots Zeb Webb off the ring apron then works together to tie up the arms of Drew into the top and middle ropes, slapping and berating Donahue. Zeb Webb enters the ring to help his partner only to be double clotheslined over the top rope soon as he steps through the ropes, hitting face first on the edge of the apron before crashing to the floor.]
Scott: “Deadly Technical cleaning house!”
Mike: “That’s how a veteran tag team gets things done and it looks like they’re not finished yet either.”
[Ryan McCann baseball slides under the bottom rope, dropkicking Zeb Webb into the baracade then grabs a bearhug and runs him spine first into the ring post! Chris Morton climbs out to assist, grabbing Webb’s arms from behind and pulls back pinning Zeb against the ring post, leaving him defenseless as Ryan McCann walks over to one of the electric unicycle.]
Scott: “This doesn’t look good for The Mechanics hopes of winning tag team gold.”
Mike: “Forget about gold, The Mechanics just might be leaving on a stretcher tonight!”
[Ryan McCann lifts the unicycle up into striking position and runs it at Zeb Webb who leans forward using arm strength causing Chris Morton to be pulled face first into the ring post! Parts go flying as Ryan McCann slams the electric unicycle against the ring post due to Webb falling under the attack at the last second. The referee finally unties Drew Donahue freeing him from the ropes inside the ring. Zeb Webb grabs Ryan McCann by the hair and throws him into the ring, feeding the waiting Drew Donahue who snatches him up for a falling PowerSlam as Zeb Webb slides in and jumps on Drew for an assisted piggyback slam.]
Scott: “The Quick Fix!
(The referee drops down and begins to count.)
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THREE!!!
Mike: “We’re going to need a giant spatula to scrape up the remains of Ryan McCann after that.”
[The Mechanics hug and embrace after a hard fought win against Pretty Technical. Climbing opposing turnbuckles, Zeb Webb and Drew Donahue raise a pair of clenched fists high overhead as multicolored pyro eruption above the ring.]
( The Street God Anthony King looks to add another win to his resume and an impressive one at that as he takes on former World Heavyweight Champion John Cavanagh in the main event. A win over the former World Champion could open up more doors for King, but it won’t be easy as John looks to establish his dominance on Mayhem and remind everyone just how damn good he is.)
Main Event
Standard Singles Match
Anthony King vs John Cavanagh
John Cavanagh rolls to his feet, immediately grabbing Anthony King’s leg before he can start to get up, gripping him by the ankle and driving sharp kicks into the back of his knee with pinpoint precision. Anthony King claws at him, trying to fight him off, but John Cavanagh extends his leg out and drops down on it with an elbow, driving it into the mat and hyper-extending it. Anthony King winces in pain as John Cavanagh wrenches back, trying to rend the Japanese giant’s knee from the bone. Anthony King catches hold of John Cavanagh, grabbing his head and wrenching back with a chinlock, trying to force John Cavanagh to break his grip. John Cavanagh instead just bites Anthony King’s fingers, eliciting the first sound coming close to a cry of pain from the monster. Anthony King sneers and absolutely UNLOADS on John Cavanagh with a ferocious chop to the side of his neck that rings out with a sickening sound. John Cavanagh’s grip on Anthony King’s leg loosens as Anthony King unleashes another chop, and another, and another, finally sending John Cavanagh into retreat, rolling away as he covers up to try and protect himself from the onslaught Anthony King stumbles upright, clutching at his knee as John Cavanagh redoubles his efforts, coming in with a sharp elbow right to the side of Anthony King’s head.
Anthony King merely grunts in pain…then fires back with one of the most savage knife-edged chops ever recorded, the cracking sound ringing out through the entire arena. John Cavanagh stumbles back clutching at his chest in pain before charging back in with another elbow…only to receive an even MORE vicious chop for his efforts! John Cavanagh charges right back…and drives a stiff kick into Anthony King’s knee, doubling him over as he grips at it. John Cavanagh unleashes a series of vicious elbows to Anthony King’s head before charging into the ropes…but getting caught around the throat as he comes back! CHOKESLAM FROM KING! Anthony King grimaces as he sits on one knee, punching at it to get the blood flowing again before pulling John Cavanagh up by the hair. He hits him with a vicious slap right across the face before throwing him hard toward the corner, sending him crashing in with authority. Anthony King heads toward the opposite corner, limping slightly, still favoring his knee as he charges John Cav to the corner but Cav jumps out the way in time
Fisher: Close Call!
Anthony King hits the buckles chest-first HARD! John Cavanagh slides out of the ring, grabbing the dazed Anthony King by the ankle and tripping him up. He pulls his leg out…and SLAMS IT AS HARD AS HE CAN INTO THE RING POST! Anthony King writhes in pain, clutching at his knee as John Cavanagh smiles to himself. he rolls back in, grabbing Anthony King in a pinning predicament, making sure to hook the injured leg as tightly as possible…
ONE
TWO
THR–NO!
Fisher: Anthony King escaped that time, but even the effort put extra strain on that knee. I don’t know how much longer the big man can last.
John Cavanagh rises to his feet, clearly confident in his victory, signalling for the end before motioning for Anthony King to get up. Anthony King rolls over, slowly but surely trying to find his way up. He throws a desperate haymaker at John Cavanagh, who stumbles back, but quickly comes back with a series of clubbing blows to the back of Anthony King’s neck to drive him back down. He again signals for the end, pulling Anthony King in and hooking his arms for Hell’s Kitchen Drop
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TWO….
Three….
Mike Fisher: Jon Cavanagh wins!
Scott James: Cavanagh sending a message to Joe that he’s coming for the World Title and there’s nothing he can do about it.
Chris Trigger cheers on Cav from ringside as Cav gets on the top turnbuckle to flex and celebrate his win but out of nowhere Joe Montuori jumps over the barricade and strikes Trigger with a JKO right on the steel steps and then poses over him as John realizes what just happened and comes to check on Trigg and confront Joe but before he can Joe hightails it out of there through the crowd with his World Championship in hand and then once he makes his way halfway up steps he turns around with a smirk at Cav and then shoots him a wink as he raises the World Championship in the air and the last image we see is a pissed off John Cavanagh staring down a smirking Joe Montuori.
