The Scene opens
in
the boiler room of the arena that Overdrive is being held in tonight.
The
room is dark and has a cold feel to it. You almost know what to expect
as you see Gene Simmons sitting in a dark corner in the large room.
Simmons
is dressed in his normal wrestling gear. Tight leather pants, black
leather
boots, and a t-shirt that only covers up his wounds for the world to
NOT
see.
He also has a
cast
on his left arm, the three thugs from last night really did a number on
him. The camera close in on Gene Simmons as he begins to
speak.
Gene Simmons: Last night I will admit those three street punks got the best of me. I was off my game and not focused. Something I tend to do every now and then. Now everyone thinks I am a hero for saving that bitch from being raped. During the short time I was in the hospitle I recived alot of phone calls from the press wanting to do interviews. ABC, CBS, NBC... All of them wanted an exclusive with the wrestling hero. There's just one problem, I am not a hero... a bastard yes, a satanic freak.. sure, a hero I will never be. Now everyone is thinking "Gene, If you are not a hero then why did you even attempt to save that lady from those men?" And the answer is so simple that all you ignorant fans should even be able to understand it. I did not try to save that bitch from being raped. As far as I care they could have killed her with me siting right there and I would not have given it a second thought. The problem lies in the fact that one of those men thought it would be a smart idea to try and tell me not to watch them and mind my own business. THAT'S why I did what I did. And that poor son of a bitch paid dearly too. I sit here today with a broken wrist and a knife wound in my back. He sits in a hospital not able to move, talk, or even wake up. Right about now he is drinking his apple sauce through a rubber tube thanks to me.
~**Gene takes a pause and a deep breath as he looks around the room then back at the camera.**~
Gene Simmons: Now tonight I face another sorry sack of shit. A man who I cater now respect for what so ever. He is just another pathtic mortal who by some brain altering drug thinks he stands a chance of defeating me tonight. His name is Ruthless. He is the man who should not even be near a ring, not due to injury, but due to the fact that he has zero talent... just like his ass pal Jayzom Williams. Ruthless do you really think you are at my level? Do you really believe that you some how stand a chance at taking me out? I see you sucking up to Maxx Payne, I see you thinking that he will somehow save your ass tonight from the "Immortal Monster" . Ruthless, I understand the fear your feeling right now. I can honestly feel your pain. I know that steping in the ring with me is not only worth earning hazard pay, but also such a tramatic experence that you might just end up down here with me afterwards. You see Ruthless I have no fear of any man, not you, not Payne, and not Douglas. I look at you guys and I see ONE thing. Sheep being lead to the slaughter. Right now everyone is talking about how Douglas ended Stings career, well Ruthless, after tonight they will be talking about how I beat you within an inch of your life, how is had you begging me for mercy, and how... in your words, I made you my bitch.
~**Gene Simmons begins to laugh to himself as he once again looks around the boiler room. then back to the camera**~
Gene Simmons:
Now, Franchise... I have been
listening
to you run your mouth recently. You seem to think that you are better
than
EVERYONE else in the NWO. You seem to think that you are the flagship
of
this company. Well I have news for you, you aren't shit in my book. Do
you seriously think you can stand a chance aginst the NWOs best? Sure
Neil
Styles, Triple H. Sting, The Baltimore Assassin... all men that you
could
easyly out shine. But I am not like these men mentioned. If you want it
I will come after you like Neil Styles on a steak dinner. I will be all
over your ass Franchise. You think that you've done so much to hold
this
company together? Douglas you didn't even have the balls to burn the
title,
you had to have me... a REAL man come down to the ring and do your job
for you. How can a man like that hold a company together? Douglas all
your
friends have left you, I have used you to serve my purpose. Your name
got
me the attention I needed. My abilty got me to the position I am at.
And
that leaves you without me on your side. But thats not the worst of it
Franchise. As I look around you I see that TBA have left you, Maxx
Payne
has deserted your ass. Jericho high tailed it to what ever rock he came
out from under to begin with. And you are left alone. For the first
time
that I can remember The Franchise is left to defend for himself. There
is no group to save your ass not Douglas. You have nothing but that
over
sized whore on your side. And once she feels the heat she will not be
with
you either! So Douglas I want you to watch real hard tonight. I
want
you to see me dismantle Ruthless. Because when it's all said and done I
will be the one who carries this company and it's gold on my
shoulders...
and you will be all but the forgoten champion...
[The Thursday Night Overdrive fireworks begin to blast away in the B. C. Place in Vancouver, Canada, as twenty-thousand screaming Canadians rise to their feet. The camera takes numerous shots at different angles, every one showing a mass of excited Canucks. The camera finally arrives to the announcing booth, where Jerry “The King” Lawler and Jim Ross are sitting with headsets on.]
Jim Ross: Welcome to the B. C. Place Arena, for another edition of Thurday Night Overdrive! And King, this long-overdue Canadian tour is starting off with a bang! Can you imagine some of the matches expected for tonight? First off, we have The Rock squaring off with “Stone Cold” Steve Austin in a non-title cage match.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: That is simply going to be an unbelievable match. Austin has been stalking The Rock for a week now, attacking him at any chance he could get. I’m sure that both of these men can’t wait to tear each other apart!
Jim Ross: And how about X-Pac against the new-and-improved Jack Jacobs? X-Pac is looking for a bit of revenge after losing his chance against the current Television Champion, Dex Holland. But Jack Jacobs is here just looking for a break in the wrestling world.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: I don’t know what to make of this match, JR. Two stablemates, X-Pac and Jack Jacobs are being forced by Maxx Payne to fight each other. I think this match has no place in happening, and that this is just sabotage!
Jim Ross: And let’s not forget the main event tonight, King. Gene Simmons will do battle with CEO Maxx Payne’s hand-picked contender for the United States Title, a returning Ruthless.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Well, we all know how Ruthless always manages to have choice words for anyone and everyone, but the real question in this match is who this secret special guest referee of Maxx Payne’s is.
Jim Ross: And just who do you think that might be?
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Oh, come on, Ross! Maxx Payne has made it painfully obvious that he is going to be the special guest referee. I mean, he has that fixation over the United States Title that just won’t stop. But the moment Maxx Payne enters the ring with the zebra shirt on, he leaves himself vulnerable to yet another beating by Gene Simmons.
Jim Ross: Well, that much remains to be seen, King.
Lilian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match—
[Lilian is immediately cut off by the sound of glass shattering as Austin bolts from the back and into the ring with The Rock. Seconds later, the two are face to face, delivering devastating blows back and forth to one another. The fist fight continues as the cage lowers slowly to the ring. As the cage nears the ring, The Rock Irish whips Austin to the ropes, spits on his hand, and delivers a smack across the face that sends Austin to the outside. The Rock follows him out of the ring, just before the cage lands down.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: JR, what in the world are these two doing? They have a match to do, and it can’t start unti they’re both in the cage!
[The referee inside the cage demands that the cage door be opened for the two wrestlers, but they are to busy fighting on the opposite end of the ring. The referee yells to The Rock and Austin to get inside the cage, but The Rock is too busy throwing Austin into the barricades to hear. Finally, The Rock goes in front of the cage door. Instead of entering the ring, though, The Rock grabs a steel chair, laying in wait for Austin. Austin sees The Rock laying in wait, and strolls over to him confidently. As the Rock makes a home-run swing to Austin’s head, “Stone Cold” slams the cage door in The Rock’s face, knocking him back. Austin then grabs The Rock and the chair, and tosses both of them into the ring. After that, he climbs through the cage door, too. At that, the bell rings.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: What was that? Is it the end of the match?
Jim Ross: Actually, King, it’s just the beginning!
[Steve Austin wastes no time in using the chair, as he begins smashing The Rock over the head with it. He picks up the already battered Rock, and Irish whips him into the ropes. Steve Austin swings with the chair, but The Rock ducks it. The Rock bounces off the opposite side, and kicks Austin in the gut, following with a DDT.]
Jim Ross: What a great comeback from The Rock!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: I don’t know how Rocky can come back from all these situations. First with Blade, and now this!
[And keep up he does, as The Rock sets Steve Austin for the Rock Bottom onto the steel chair. Steve Austin anticipates the move, though, and elbows The Rock in the side of the head to escape. Steve Austin throws The Rock to the ropes, and hits him with a Lou Thesz Press. Austin begins pounding away at The Rocks skull, as Rocky begins kicking his feet in anguish. Finally, Austin stops, and picks The Rock up to his feet. He grabs The Rock’s head, and throws it straight into the side of the cage. As The Rock bounces off the cage, Austin grabs his head again, bouncing it off the opposite side. Again, The Rock bounces, and Austin smashes his head on the adjacent side. One final time, The Rock bounces off, and is smashed against the opposite side, and falls back down to the mat.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Did you see how Austin played a game of ring-around-the-rosie with The Rock’s head? There’s no way The Rock can even see straight after that one!
[Austin begins climbing the cage slowly. Austin has one leg over the top when The Rock gets to his feet. The Rock sees Austin inches from winning the match, and dives up the cage in a last ditch effort. With a rush of adrenaline, The Rock reaches Austin, and the two of them start a fist fight on the top of the cage. With each punch, the two men teeter to a very grisly fall. Suddenly, The Rock hits Austin hard enough to make Austin lose his balance, and fall to the outside. Austin takes quite a flight, and lands directly onto the Spanish announcer’s table, which doesn’t break entirely.]
Jim Ross: Good Gawd, King! Austin must be broken in half after that one! Why isn’t this match over?
Jerry “The King” Lawler: The winner needs to have both feet on the ground, and as our amigos over at the Spanish announcing booth can see up close, Austin has neither of his feet on the ground!
[The Rock sees the damage that he has done, and begins climbing down the cage slowly. While he makes his way down the cage, Austin begins regaining composure. He removes one leg from the rubble, and places it on the ground. Just as Austin is about to get up, The Rock jumps off of the cage, and lands on both of his feet, and the bell rings three times.]
Jim Ross: King, I think The Rock just won this match!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: No, JR! Austin is standing on both of his feet now!
[A silence falls on the crowd as the cage rises, and Lilian Garcia enters the ring. She hesitates to make her announcement to add some suspense, but then finally speaks.]
Lilian Garcia: Your winner of this match, by means of exiting the cage first, The Rock!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: What? Who was the one judging this match, JR?
Jim Ross: Whoever it is, that person has just become an enemy of Stone Cold Steve Austin!
[Just then, Austin attacks The Rock from behind, and they continue to battle up the stage, and out of sight.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: It looks like Austin doesn’t take loss too well!
Jim Ross: King, I just think we may have not seen the last of this one yet.
Lilian Garcia: This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the number one contendership to the television championship. Introducing first, hailing from the country of Canada, he is Jack Jacobs!
Jim Ross: King, it looks like there are quite a few Jack Jacobs fans here in Canada.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: At least there are some somewhat intelligent wrestling fans out there! It’s about time someone gave Jacobs the respect he deserves!
[“The Kings” by Run DMC restarts its loop, this time with green lasers and pyro coming from the stage. Out of the back comes X-Pac, who enters by giving many crotch chops. When X-Pac enters the ring, the bell rings, and the match starts. The two men begin by sizing each other up a bit, circling around the ring to find an opening. Finally, they lock up, and the action begins. Jacobs starts with control, and pushes X-Pac to the corner, and begins stomping at his fellow stable-mate. The referee separates Jacobs from X-Pac, but Jacobs insists on furthering the assault.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: That Jack Jacobs is a changed man! He definitely is a lot more aggressive in the ring than from when I last saw him.
[X-Pac gets a jolt all of a sudden, and jumps up with a series of kicks to Jacobs’ head. Jacobs is defenseless from the kicking, and backs away a bit, finally climbing to the outside of the ropes for a breather. X-Pac eyes Jacobs on the outside as Jacobs walks around to the ring post. Suddenly, Jacobs grabs X-Pac’s legs, and trips him onto his back. Despite X-Pac’s pleading, Jacobs pulls him in, only for the ring post to smash into X-Pac’s groin. X-Pac turns red, and gasps for air as the referee scolds Jacobs.]
Jim Ross: Now that was simply uncalled for! X-Pac and Jacobs are supposed to be on the same side!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Ahh, Jacobs just wants the title more. That’s what Degeneration-X is all about.
[Jacobs picks X-Pac up, and whips him to the corner. X-Pac reverses the whip, and limps to Jacobs to deliver a kick to the gut, a kick to the knees, a kick to the face, and finally a spinning kick to the chest. Jacobs falls down to a sitting position on the mat, as X-Pac calls for the Bronco Buster. He runs to Jacobs, and delivers the move!]
Jim Ross: Good Gawd! I think X-Pac might just have this one in the bag!
[X-Pac lifts up Jacobs, and kicks him in the gut, setting up the X-Factor. Jacobs reverses with fast reflexes, giving a belly-to-belly suplex to X-Pac instead. Jacobs lifts X-Pac to his feet, and suddenly connects with the Speed Limit! He goes down for the pin, 1… 2… 3!!]
Lilian Garcia: Your winner, and NEW Number One Contender for the Television Title, Jack Jacobs!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Wait a minute, JR! How did Jacobs come back from defense so quickly? X-Pac had him right where he wanted.
Jim Ross: I don’t know, King, but Jacobs just proved why he is a force to be reckoned with here in the NWO!
[Triple X enters the stage to a mixed reaction of boos and cheers. Right behind him is his tag team partner, The Undertaker. Both have a looming presence in their entrance, as they slowly approach the ring. Triple X enters the ring, and poses a little bit, until “The Kings” by Run DMC begins to play, introducing Neil Stylez to the match.]
Lilian Garcia: And his opponent. He is the Net World Order’s first World Champion, and the current Intercontinental Champion. He is Neil Stylez!
[Neil shows his face through the curtain, and struts down the ring in a very cocky manner. The fans boo as loud as they can, but Neil just ignores their hatred. Neil tosses the Intercontinental Title aside, and dives into the ring.]
Jim Ross: What a match this is going to be, King! These two men have shown the Net World Order that they really know what they’re doing.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Maybe, but Triple X has the Tag Team Championship to worry about, now that The Undertaker and him are the number one contenders.
[Triple X takes advantage of Neil Stylez leaving himself open in his ring entrance, and begins stomping him down to the ground. After a while, Triple X stops the stomping, and picks Neil to his feet. He whips Stylez to the ropes, and goes for a clothesline with much momentum. Neil ducks it, and comes back with a sleeper hold. Triple X is stunned at first, but quickly reacts by backing up into the corner, squashing Neil.]
Jim Ross: What a great counter by Triple X! Triple lifts Neil Stylez up, and begins softening his face up by pounding Neil into the turnbuckle!
[Just before Triple X slams Stylez’ head into the turnbuckle for the last time, he spits straight in Neil Stylez’ face.]
Jim Ross: What a blatant show of disrespect shown here by Triple X! That’s just disgusting.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Ha! I love it. This is just the fire that Triple X needs to get himself to the top.
[Neil Stylez stumbles back a bit, but regains his stability just in time to see Triple X kick him straight in the gut. Neil Stylez bends forward, and leaves himself open as Triple X sets him up for a powerbomb. As he tries to lift Neil off the ground, Triple X begins to have a little bit of trouble. Neil Stylez takes this opportunity to lift Triple X off the ground, carry him around a bit, and slam him back on the mat. Neil Stylez then lifts Triple X back up, looking to end this one quickly. Neil sets up the Hellz Fury, and connects successfully. Neil attempts to go for the pin, as the referee counts. 1…2…3 NO! Triple X is close enough to the ropes to hook his foot onto the bottom one. Neil Stylez angrily picks Triple X up, and whips him to the ropes. In a moment of rage, Neil swiftly kicks Triple X in the groin, and goes for a powerbomb of his own. Neil lifts Triple X a little too quickly, as Triple X uses the extra leverage to fly over Stylez’ head, and roll him up. Triple X grabs hold of Stylez’ trunks, and tells the referee to count. 1…2…3!!]
Jim Ross: Good Gawd! That move just came out of nowhere! Neil Stylez didn’t even see it coming!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: What? Triple X can’t beat Neil Stylez! Neil Stylez is a legend here, JR! The referee counted too fast! Triple X cheated!
Jim Ross: Nonetheless, King, this match will go into the record books as a victory for Triple X. Coming up next, ladies and gentlemen, Shane Douglas and Dominic Marzetti fight to settle a score started months ago. Coming up next!
All eyes are on the NWO-tron with a silence in the arena. Suddenly, “Perfect strangers” by Deep Purple plays up, and "The Franchise" runs in the arena with tremendous boos from the Canadian fans.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: JR, these fans in Canada are all backwards! Where is their respect for the champion?
Jim Ross: Well, the Franchise has a habit of getting on peoples’ bad side, I suppose. But I bet Dominic Marzetti wasn’t expecting Douglas to recover so quickly!
[Dominic Marzetti makes the first move by trying to smack Douglas across the face with a wild swing. Douglas avoids the blow with a duck, and puts all of his body into a swift European uppercut to Dominic’s jaw. With a bit of dried blood down his forhead from the baseball bat shot, Douglas hits Dominic Marzetti with fists of fury.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Look at the Franchise go! That’ll teach Dominic for all that stuff he pulls backstage.
Jim Ross: That was lucky, don't you see?
[Marzetti blocks a punch, tosses Douglas over his shoulder. Marzetti runs to the ropes and fist drops the world champion, but Douglas gets up in time to see Dominic hit the mat. Douglas starts jabbing Dominic with lefts and punching the stomach with rights. Marzetti can't defend the blows, and ends up being whipped into a corner. Douglas steps back, and jumps on Marzetti with a forarm smash.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Douglas is really taking a beating to Marzetti!
Jim Ross: Marzetti really needs to wake up in order to get back in the game here!
[Douglas whips Marzetti to the opposite corner, but Marzetti gets out of the way just in time as Douglas makes a mad dash into the post. Marzetti makes the situation useful, and gets Shane's arm into an armbar. Douglas gets to the ropes as soon as possible, and the referee breaks the hold. Douglas meets with Marzetti on the way up, but finds an eye rake from Marzetti before he can do anything. Marzetti elbowdrops Douglas two times before Shane gets back to his feet. Douglas grabs Marzetti by the head after kicking him in the gut, and DDT's him. Shane Douglas goes for the pin 1...2.. kick out! Marzetti gets up angrily and pushes Douglas to a fireman's carry. Marzetti chokes Douglas against the mat and punches Douglas nose trying to break it. He lets go, and gets up. With Douglas on the mat, Marzetti climbs the top rope, and lands with his knee on Shane's nose. Douglas gets up in pain, and we can see by the blood pouring all over the place. Shane rolls out of the ring, and grabs a steel chair from the timekeeper. While that is happening, Olga gets on the apron to keep the referee occupied. Douglas rolls back into the ring, but Marzetti steals the chair and hits Douglas straight across the head.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: It looks like someone lit a fire under Marzetti! He’s really starting to take it to Douglas!
Jim Ross: But I think the chair shots are only making Douglas angrier. He’s asking for another from Marzetti!
[Marzetti complies, and swings the chair with great force. Shane avoids the shot, and Marzetti stumbles a bit. Shane puts Dominic’s head between his legs, and pulls Marzetti up for a piledriver. After connecting, Shane places the chair on a certain part of the mat, and goes for another piledriver.]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Dominic Marzetti just got Franchised by Shane Douglas! Dominic is trying to get up, but can’t seem to see straight after that one.
Jim Ross: I think we’re going to need a doctor in there! Dominic could be seriously hurt!
[Olga the Colossus, having distracted the referee long enough, gets down from the apron, and lets the referee do his job. Douglas moves the chair out of the ring just in time so the referee doesn’t notice, and picks Dominic Marzetti up to deliver a Pittsburgh Plunge. Shane hooks Dominic Marzetti’s leg, and the referee counts: 1…2…3!]
Jerry “The King” Lawler: What a match! I knew Douglas could carry himself to another win! Dominic didn’t stand a chance.
Jim Ross: Give Marzetti a little credit. He roughed Douglas up a bit. Because of Dominic, Douglas is bleeding profusely on the face.[Suddenly, Triple H dashes down from the aisle-way, and dives into the ring. Douglas sees him just in time, and the two battle it out right in the middle of the ring!]
Jim Ross: Oh my God, King! Triple H is and Shane Douglas are going at it! Hunter obviously wants the World Title off of Douglas’ waist, and in Degeneration-X’s corner!
[Just then, the lights go out, and “When Worlds Collide” by Powerman 5000 begins to play. Shane Douglas and Triple H don’t stop battling, as Gene Simmons runs down to get a piece of the action. He drops the United States Title on the ground, and climbs in the ring. He runs up to the two Net World Order legends, and dives on both of them. A three-way brawl ensues between the three.]
Jerry Lawler: JR, what the Hell is Gene Simmons doing out here? He should be worrying about his match with Ruthless!
Jim Ross: Remember, though, King. Gene Simmons has made it very clear that he wants that World Championship taken from Shane Douglas at any cost! Look at these three men go!
[All of a sudden, the lights shut off to leave the B. C. Place Arena in complete darkness. As the screeching of The Ministy’s “Bad Blood” introduction is heard, and as the eye of Maxx Payne appears on the NWO-tron, the entire arena erupts in greetings to their newest CEO, Maxx Payne. As Maxx makes his way down the ring, four white pyros erupt from the stage. The lights turn on, showing to the world that Maxx has a referee’s shirt on.]
Jim Ross: Good Gawd, King! Gene Simmons was right! Maxx Payne is the secret special guest referee for tonight! Simmons’ days as the United States Champion are at an end!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: JR, shut up! Maxx has something to say!
Maxx Payne: Well, let me start off by congratulating Shane Douglas on his win against Dominic Marzetti tonight. But what it looks like to me is that what we have now is a disagreement on who deserves to have their next shot at Shane Douglas at the December Pay-Per-View, appropriately named “Bad Blood”. Well, Triple H, Gene Simmons, I realize that you both have been putting your hearts and souls into this business, and you just want to be recognized for it. But don’t get me wrong. I’m not giving any favors to either of you. Let’s put it simply here. Until either of you can show me without a shadow of a doubt that you deserve to be the number one contender to Douglas’ World Title, Douglas will have the night off on December 31st!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: What? No World Title match? What is Maxx Payne thinking? A Pay-Per-View without a World Title defense is like… like Christmas without a tree!
Maxx Payne: So my advise to both of you men is to start busting your asses for this, because it is a once in a lifetime chance, here. Simmons, you can start off the deal by getting ready for your United States Title defense, because I demand that it happen right now! Ruthless, get out here!
[No sooner does Maxx Payne call Ruthless out for the match does his music begin to play. Ruthless strides down the ramp, but stops halfway down when Gene Simmons grabs a microphone. Gene Simmons is about to talk, but gets his by a bag of popcorn from someone in the crowd. Gene Simmons starts by letting off some steam at the fan.]
GENE SIMMONS: Throw whatever you want you pussies, we all know that none of you have the guts to step in the ring with a killing machine like myself. ~*~Security is working there ass off trying to hold outraged fans back. One fan breaks through security only to be stoped right before he reaches the ring~*~ Come on, you dumb asses can do better than that. If you really wanted a piece of me then not even your own God could hold your fat redneck asses back! Now why don't you all shut the fuck up and listen to what I have to say! At NWO When Worlds Collide for those of you who can not afford Pay Per Views that was the Net World Orders latest Over rated event. The only good match on the card was my match with that sorry sack of shit turned CEO Maxx Payne! I threw his ass off the roof of the school building and ended his pathetic career. Now he is the CEO of the Net World Order and he thinks he is going to make my life hell? Well Payne I have news for you, I am Hell! ~*~The fans continue to scream insults and boo Gene Simmons. A few in the front row are still trying to get into the ring, but security is holding them back for now~*~ Now Payne tonight you have set me to go up against Ruthless, the NWOs number one NOBODY... Or was that Blade? Either way this will not only be the quickest match in NWO history, but the most pointless as all these fans watch me run through Ruthless like a hot knife though butter. Now I understand that you have hand picked a guest Ref, and you have done everything in your power to keep me from knowing who it is... Well Payne do I look like I was born yesterday? Don't you think I know it's your cripple ass. I know your game Payne, and I know you are going to try and fuck me out of the United States title. You know that I am a better champion than you ever hoped to be. Now Payne if you think for a second that your going to come out here and screw me out of the United States title then you've got another thing coming. I know how you love to break necks, so if you even step foot out here tonight I will break you damn neck and finish you off like I should have at WWC!~*~Gene Simmons voice is over powered by the 20,000+ fans who are all chanting "Ass-Hole....Ass-Hole...Ass-Hole!"~*~ Shut the hell up! Payne, go ahead and send Ruthless to the Slaughter, tonight he will come face to face with Hells fallen angel.
Jim Ross: WOW, is it just me or has Gene Simmons attitude changed alot since he won the United States Title at When Worlds Collide?
Jerry Lawler: I like it! Gene Simmons has finally got a fire lit under him, with this new attitude we could see some great things come out of this superstar!!!
[Ruthless, at this point, has heard enough. He runs down toward the ring, and begins to brawl with Gene Simmons. Maxx Payne turns around and begins to leave, until he suddenly turns around with the microphone up to his mouth.]
Maxx Payne: Hey Simmons, you really thought you had me all figured out, didn’t you? Well, guess again, champ. I’d like to introduce both of you flunkies to my hand-picked special guest referee, and the real number one contender for the United States Title… Sean Ransom!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Sean Ransom!? Wasn’t he the one fired from the Net World Order a while back for creating such havoc in such a short amount of time?
Jim Ross: That’s right, King. And I think you might have just guessed why he’s Maxx Payne’s choice for the United Sates Title contendership!
[Sean Ransom shows his face in the Net World Order for the first time in months as he is welcomed with Kid Rock’s “Bawitaba”. Decked in a referee’s outfit, Ransom makes his way to the ring, and calls for the bell.]
Jim Ross: King, any way you look at this, it is nothing more than a robbery! Gene Simmons and Ruthless deserve better than this!
Jerry “The King” Lawler: JR, I don’t see what you’re so hyped up about. Ransom just wants to do a job here. I’m sure he’ll call it right down the middle!
[Ransom orders the two combatants to fight, as both Ruthless and Gene Simmons keep an eye on him with distrust. The two hook up, as Gene Simmons gains the early control by pushing Ruthless into the corner. Simmons pushes up Ruthless’ face, as Ransom begins counting to five, threatening to disqualify Gene. Suddenly, Ransom gets in between Gene and Ruthless, and shoves Simmons back hard. Gene is ready to react, but Ransom reminds him who the official is for the match. Gene passes by Ransom, and gets met with a kick to the gut by Ruthless. Ruthless starts stomping away at Simmons in the corner, but suddenly gets pulled away by Ransom. Ruthless retaliates by hitting Ransom in the face with an elbow, but this ends up infuriating the special guest referee. Ransom charges at Ruthless, but is quickly met by a Drive-By from Ruthless.]
Jarry “The King” Lawler: What is Ruthless thinking? He can get disqualified for doing that! [With the referee out, Ruthless turns around to continue his work on Simmons. Simmons, by then, is already at his feet, and takes Ruthless to the ground with a breath of fire to the face!] Jim Ross: Good GAWD! However Simmons did it, Ruthless is now blinded from the fire breath! Look at Ruthless squirming on the ground in pain! Somebody stop this, dammit!!
[Simmons is quick to take advantage of Ruthless’ vulnerable state, and picks him up to his feet. Simmons throws Ruthless to the ropes, and tries to lift him for a spinning backbreaker, but Ruthless blocks, and drops Simmons onto his knee. Ruthless goes to the top rope, and jumps off with an elbowdrop, landing straight onto the back of Simmons. After the slashing attack, Simmons’ back is obviously extremely vulnerable, as he begins to favor it. Ruthless sees this, and grabs Simmons from behind, and rips off his shirt. Ruthless sees the deep scars on Simmons’ back, and delivers a punch strait into it. Simmons falls down in anguish, as Ruthless begins stomping on his weak spot.]
Jim Ross: Now this just isn’t right! Simmons doesn’t belong in this match so soon after such an attack.
Jerry “The King” Lawler: Hey, if Shane Douglas can beat Dominic Marzetti after being hit in the head with a pipe and a baseball bat, I think Gene can handle a couple cuts and bruises!
[Ruthless lifts Simmons up, ready to put the finishing touches on his fallen opponent. He grabs Simmons, sets him up, and nails the Drive By! Ruthless covers, but Ransom is still out from the Drive By delivered to him. Ruthless goes over to revive Ransom, wondering why he was taken out for so long from that one shot. Ruthless helps Ransom to his feet, and Ransom has a groggy look on his face. Suddenly, Ransom kicks Ruthless in the stomach, throws him to the corner, and lifts him on top of the turnbuckle. Ransom climbs after him, and hooks his head for a top rope DDT. Ransom falls back with Ruthless, and nails the Masterpiece! He grabs Simmons, who is knocked out from the Drive By, and places him on top of Ruthless. Ransom then makes the fast count, 123, and ends the match.]
Jim Ross: What the Hell was that, King? Ruthless was just screwed out of the United States Title by Sean Ransom! And now look at Sean Ransom, he’s grabbing Gene Simmons’ United States Title. What’s he doing with it?
[Ransom drapes the United States Title over the two fallen men, and leaves the arena to Gene Simmons’ theme, “When Worlds Collide”.]
Jim Ross: King, Sean Ransom has sent a message loud and clear that he does not favor either Gene Simmons or Ruthless! Fans, we are dead out of time! Be sure to catch us when Monday Night Anarchy hits the airwaves! Good night, and take care.