"Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money honey we got your disease
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knnn knne knees, knees
I want to watch you bleed
Welcome to the jungle we take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed but it's the price to pay
And you're a very sexy girl that's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights but you won't get there for free
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
Ooh, I want to hear you scream
Welcome to the jungle it gets worse here every day
Ya learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play
If you hunger for what you see you'll take it eventually
You can have everything you want but you better not take it from me
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knnn knne knees, knees
I want to watch you bleed
And when you're high you never ever want to come down
So down, so down, so down, yeah
You know where you are?
You're down in the jungle baby, you're gonna dieee
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to you
Its gonna bring you down, ha!!"
A thundering of pyrotechnics light up the arena as Mayhem hits the air, the fans going absolutely bonkers as fireworks hits the ramp way with a huge explosion. The camera pans around the arena and picks up banners such as "Trinity's The Devil" and "Stay dead Whitecloud" before spinning around to an advertisement for Deliverance, before finally landing on the announce team of Michael Sweeny.
Sweeny : Welcome back to Monday Night Mayhem, ladies and gentlemen. Two weeks ago we got to see Rayne Young come back and deliver his own brand of revenge against Whitecloud. And Two weeks ago we also saw the return of Duane Jacobs, will he be back tonight? Will he have anything to say or do to Rayne after what he done two weeks ago? Stay tuned folks, because this place always causes chaos and controversy. And i'm sure we'll see plenty this evening.
The lights in the arena dim before Just another psycho by Motley Crue hits out of the sound system, after a few seconds Greg Venom appears at the top of the ramp area. He walks to each side and salutes the fans before staring towards the ring, he drops to his knees before fireworks are let off behind him. Once he gets up he walks towards the ring slapping high fives to some of the fans before climbing up the steel steps and making his way into the ring. Greg then walks to the four corners of the ring saluting the fans once again from each side. Once he climbs down off the last corner he removes his hoodie and walks to the centre of the ring with a microphone in hand.
Greg Venom : Detroit, it's good to be back.
The natives amongst the crowd cheer him to the rafters with those words he echoed.
Greg Venom : I've been on the shelf for the past three months. It's been a long three months, but the doctors have cleared me to return and my contract here has been renewed with that news. So MCW i'm back. And i'll be fighting at Deliverance, i just don't know who's my opponent is yet.
The fans cheer even louder at the announcement.
Greg Venom : And this goes out to you, Rayne. I want you to know i hold no grudge against you. Even though i was injured in our match, it wasn't your fault. So i'm not back for vengence. I'm back to grab some Motor City Championship Gold. And to the MCW fans, thank you for welcoming me back. It's been an absoutle pleasure to entertain you in the past. And it'll be the same, going forward. I'm BACK and it feels, so, so good. See you at Deliverance.
Sweeny : Wait, Venom's back? Oh fuck me! We're becoming a retirement home again.
Greg exits the ring, slapping hands with the fans again as he walks backstage to a raptous ovation. Greg Venom is back in Motor City Wrestling.
Greg Venom : Detroit, it's good to be back.
The natives amongst the crowd cheer him to the rafters with those words he echoed.
Greg Venom : I've been on the shelf for the past three months. It's been a long three months, but the doctors have cleared me to return and my contract here has been renewed with that news. So MCW i'm back. And i'll be fighting at Deliverance, i just don't know who's my opponent is yet.
The fans cheer even louder at the announcement.
Greg Venom : And this goes out to you, Rayne. I want you to know i hold no grudge against you. Even though i was injured in our match, it wasn't your fault. So i'm not back for vengence. I'm back to grab some Motor City Championship Gold. And to the MCW fans, thank you for welcoming me back. It's been an absoutle pleasure to entertain you in the past. And it'll be the same, going forward. I'm BACK and it feels, so, so good. See you at Deliverance.
Sweeny : Wait, Venom's back? Oh fuck me! We're becoming a retirement home again.
Greg exits the ring, slapping hands with the fans again as he walks backstage to a raptous ovation. Greg Venom is back in Motor City Wrestling.
Glory is seen going through some paperwork in her office, when all of a sudden the door swings open and in walk the MCW Tag Team Champions, Aubrianna Powers and Melanie McBride. Seeing these two, she rubs her temple already feeling a headache coming on.
Aubrianna Powers : Glory, what the hell is going on here in MCW? We've been Champions here for almost two months, not one title defence and only one match since. We want answers as to why? We're the biggest draw this company has and you're not utilising us properly.
Melanie McBride : Our talents should be viewed every Monday Night Mayhem. Not just once in a blue moon. It's deflating to say the least. We're the best this company has. Yet we're sidelined for no fault of our own.
Glory Braddock : Ladies, thank you for knocking and yes, you can come in.
Glory tells them both sarcastically.
Glory Braddock : But no, you're correct. You have been sidelined through no fault of your own. Unfortunately for you and us, the tag team division hasn't taken off. We've lost a couple and therefore, we haven't had any available opponents for you. If you wish to do singles match, then obviously the scope is more. But as you specifically mentioned you just wanted to tag together, my hands are tied right now.
Aubrianna shakes her head, slamming her heads onto her desk.
Aubrianna Powers : That's not a good enough excuse, Glory. We're your biggest draw. The failure of the tag team division lays squarely at your feet. Sort it out.
Willow Wilkes : I think you'll find, the failure of this division is the fact they haven't got the correct Champions representing the titles nor the company properly.
Hearing that, Powers and McBride swing around and get into a fighting stance, as Jason King and Willow Wilkes walk through the door and into Glory's office.
Glory Braddock : That's fine, just walk in everyone. No need to knock and wait to be asked.
Glory rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
Jason King : We're sorry, Glory. But we came here to ask the exact same question as to why we haven't been booked. But seeing as who you've got as Champions, we can see the problem.
Willow Wilkes : But come, Deliverance. That will all change. The Tag Team division will get the push and prestige it deserves once we're crowned Champions.
Aubrianna and Melanie look at one another and laugh.
Jason King : Ladies, the only funny thing here is your title win and reign. Both of which were pathetic. The Simmonds wasn't a challenge, but we certainly will be.
Melanie McBride : Just as pathetic as you in how quickly you replaced your wife with Willow.
The comment clearly angering Jason as he steps forward, but Willow places her head on his chest and whispers to him.
Willow Wilkes : Not here, not now.
He backs off, nodding in agreement.
Aubrianna Powers : That's right, back of like a good little girl.
With that comment, Willow turns around and strikes Aubrianna with a right hander, knocking her up against Glory's desk. Causing Glory to jump up and interject herself as Melanie tends to Aubrianna making sure she's alright.
Glory Braddock : Jason, Willow. Out now. Otherwise your title shot at Deliverance will disappear.
Willow smirks as Jason escorts them out.
Glory Braddock : And same goes for you two. OUT NOW!!!
Glory shouts at Aubrianna and Melanie as they pick themselves up and begin exiting her office, as Glory stands there shaking her head, talking to herself.
Glory Braddock : Same shit, different day.
Glory walks back behind her desk as Melanie slams the door shut behind them as she turns to Aubrianna.
Melanie McBride : I won't let Willow get away with that.
Aubrianna smiles, as her and Melanie walk off backstage.
Sweeny : Like i said, chaos. It's guaranteed every waking moment here in MCW.
Chantelle Chambers is backstage waiting, with a cup of water in hand and walking near a locker room. After a few moments she hears a door opening and a man's voice talking.
Rayne Young : I'm just going to see, Glory. Won't be long. Kids, stay here with Jackie and the security team.
Hearing his footsteps coming towards her, she purposely turns around and walks into him spilling the cup of water all down her front, pretending to be shocked at what just happened.
Chantelle Chambers : Oh dear, i didn't see you there. Now you've gone and made me all wet.
Rayne grins a little, knowing she done that on purpose.
Rayne Young : I have that effect on women, happens all the time. See you in the ring, Chantelle.
He attempts to walk past her, but she holds out her hand against his chest, stopping him from walking past.
Chantelle Chambers : Rayne, i can call you Rayne, can't i? Anyway, let's be honest here. I done that on purpose. Because lets face it, you can't keep your eyes of me, can you? I know you wish and pray, that Jackie could be like me. Everything you you want, isn't that true Rayne? I can see in your eyes, the stuff that you'd like to do to me.
Rayne rolls his eyes.
Rayne Young : I'm not going to stand here and lie, you're a bombshell. And the Rayne Young of a few months ago, would've grabbed a handful of that peachy ass of yours and given it a good smack. And granted, i would've tried to get into your knickers. But truth is Chantelle, i don't need nor want to. I've got my queen. You're nothing compared to Jackie. Her bum, her boobs, her face, her all round body and personality put you to fucking shame. She's my queen. And i have no designs on you what so ever. So go back to wherever it is you came from. And get all those ridiculous thoughts out of your system. Because Jackie's got the gold medal in me, you'll have to settle for Bronze with Mr. Cook.
Rayne smiles at Chantelle, as he brushes past her, walking away.
Chantelle Chambers : I'm not one you can walk away from Rayne, deny it all you want. I'm everything you dream Jackie could be. #AllEyesOnMe not Jackie, ME!!!
Chantelle clearly disgusted at what Rayne said to her as she storms away in the opposite direction, as we cut back to ringside.
Sweeny : Wow! Did you see Chambers. All wet. Wow. Think i need a toilet break right now. DAMN! And now it's time for our first match of the evening.
Shelby Young : Ladies and Gentlemen, it's our first match of the night. And it's scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Houston, Texas.... PRIEST!!
The lights dim as the fans cheer in unison. As Passive by A Perfect Circle hits the pa system, purple lighting fills the arena as the guitars kick in.
Dead as dead can be
My doctor tells me
But I just can't believe him
Ever the optimistic one
I'm sure of your ability
To become my perfect enemy
As pyros hit the stage, Priest steps onto the stage to a loud ovation from the crowd. With his opponent looking on, Priest just glares at them and looks on.
Wake up and face me
Don't play dead cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say
You disappoint me
Maybe you're better off this way
Walking towards the ring, Priest never takes his eyes off of his opponent who is still waiting anxiously in the ring.
Leaning over you here
Cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
Of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become my perfect enemy
At this point, Priest is at the ring steps, he slowly raises his hands and the lights in the arena magically come on. Stepping into the ring, Priest goes to a neutral corner.
Shelby Young : And his opponent, hailing from Chicago, Illinois...... MYA DENTON....
"I am the Fire" by Halestorm cues up as Mya walks out before either walking or skipping(mostly skipping) down to the ring. When she gets to the ring she steps inside after wiping her feet on the apron and then sitting on the middle rope, before entering the ring.
Referee : Dick Hurts
As the referee calls for the bell, Mya starts off with quick chops and right hands and left hands that stagger Priest. She hits the ropes and attempts a spinning heel kick but Priest isn’t moved. She goes for it again but Priest catches her in a side slam. He pulls her up and whips her into the ropes and drops her with a big boot. He whips her into the corner and rushes in with a corner clothesline. Priest pulls Mya up and goes for Snake Eyes but she slips out of it and connects with a spin kick followed by another spinning heel kick.
Mya with several Mexican arm drags, a hurracanrana, and then a front dropkick that sends Priest to the outside. Mya with a plancha over the top rope but Priest catches her. Priest with a power slam on the outside. Priest whips her into the steel steps. Priest rolls her back into the ring. Priest with snake eyes followed up by a big boot and then a running leg drop. He covers…
1!
2!
…NO!
Sweeny : It's been a fast paced match up so far, this one could go either way. Mya almost beat Clay last time out, can she beat Priest?
Priest locks in a bear hug. Mya eventually fights out of it! Mya with a karate kick to the side of his head followed by a jumping calf kick. Priest stumbles down. Mya connects with Demented! She covers!
1!
2!
…NO!
Mya hits the ropes and comes back with a tilt-a-whirl head scissors take down on Priest. Mya with a tornado DDT! Mya goes up top and looks for a frog splash but Priest moves out of the way and Mya hits nothing but canvas. Priest with a back breaker rack. Priest with a choke slam. Priest goes for a last ride power bomb but Mya counters into a sunset flip roll up…
1!
2!
…NO!
Priest pops back up and mows her over with a huge clothesline. He grabs Mya and irish whips her into the ropes, as she hits them and comes back at him, he runs and hits a running DDT. With Mya firmly planted onto the canvas, Priest hooks her leg.
1...
2....
3.... Noooo. Mya manages to somehow kick out at the very last second.
Sweeny : My word, what a DDT by Priest and somehow, some way Mya managed to kick out. She can't have much left in the tank, surely?
Priest gets to his feet, angry that he couldn't put Mya away. Bending down he picks her up and lifts her of her feet and goes for a sidewalk slam. But Mya wraps her legs around the head of Priest and wriggles herself out of his clutches and into her "Cra-Cra" move. Pulling on those arms and neck, Mya is giving it her all.
Sweeny : Priest can't tap out twice in a month, can he? Mya's holding on for dear life, Priest must be too strong for this. Mya is half his size.
Priest drops to his knees, as Mya cranks up the pressure on his arms and neck, until finally, Priest shakes his said and shouts "No More", as the referee rings the bell and Mya finally releases the submission move and drops to the canvas.
Shelby Young : The winner of this match, via submission.... MYA DENTON....
Sweeny : Well that's a shock. A real shock. I would've thought, Priest would've won that. What's next for Priest?
Watching backstage on a TV in their office is Malakai and a clearly worried, Whitecloud and Eric Sailes.
Malakai Laymon : See, this is what I mean. Having Priest in the World Championship match is a mistake. I feel Trinity would be better off going against Jacob, one on one. What do you think?
Whitecloud : I don't care. I've got more than enough on my plate to worry about Priest. He was only good for the muscle, he's not talented enough to compete in the upper echelons of MCW. He needs to be dropped from "The Company" and I need to know that assurances will be put in place at Deliverance, to ensure that me and Eric walk out and not buried alive. Because brother, I'm worried. Rayne and Kirsta are hell bent on revenge. Their anger is bursting through the seams and i don't think we can fight them off if it comes to it.
Malakai Laymon : Don't worry, my friend. It's all under control.
Whitecloud looks at Malakai, raising an eyebrow.
Whitecloud : So it's gone from brother to friend now? If this wasn't for me, you wouldn't have the power you've got right now. You'll do well to remember that.
Malakai sighs.
Malakai Laymon : I do remember it, but i also don't take kindly to threats, BROTHER! Stop your paranoia and worrying. I've got an ace card up our sleeve tonight. It's so far left field, no one will see this coming. NO ONE! He's going to guarantee you're safe and sound at Deliverance, don't worry about that.
Whitecloud : And who might that be?
Malakai Laymon : You should know by now, these halls have prying eyes. I'll write it down for you instead.
Grabbing a piece of paper and a pen, Malakai scribbles a name down and slides it over to Whitecloud. And upon laying eyes on it, he smiles.
Whitecloud : That's quite the ace up your sleeve, Malakai. Let's hope his arrival doesn't generate higher exposure for MCW. Ultimately we want to destroy this place, not make it successful.
Malakai Laymon : I know, brother. But let's make enough money off the back of this monkey, before burning it down to the ground, once and for all.
Malakai looks at Whitecloud and smiles, as Eric Sailes still has a worried look etched over his face.
Sweeny : Whitecloud and Sailes don't look too happy about their upcoming doom. In what I think will be a first for the wrestling industry. Two rings side by side, in one ring you've got Kirsta Lewis vs. Whitecloud. And in the other ring at the exact same time, you've got Rayne Young vs. Eric Sailes. Two burial plots on top of the stage. Once one is buried alive, that winner is then free to help in the other match. And even during the match, they can swap with one another. So when Rayne has had enough of beating on Eric, he can swap with Kirsta and beat the living hell out of Whitecloud instead. It's going to be a history making match. One for the ages. One you certainly shouldn't miss. Personally, I can't fucking wait.
Hearing a knock on her door, Glory shouts for them to come in.
"Someone here with manners. I'm shocked."
Jacob Laymon walks in, as Glory motions for him to take a seat.
"Jacob, glad you could make it. I need you to sign your life away for Deliverance. Contract here for the World Championship match and gives you a re-match clause if you lose." Glory slides over the paperwork with a pen. And Jacob looks through it all, satisfied with it, he signs on the dotted line.
"I won't need one. Inside of that Cell, i don't intend on losing. And has Trinity signed hers yet?" Glory shakes her head.
"No. No she hasn't. I'm going to take it there myself as soon as you leave." Jacob grins, holding up a hand.
"No, please let me do it instead, Glory?" Glory hesitates for a moment, before answering him.
"No funny business, Jacob. I don't need a further headache before Deliverance comes around. I've got enough on my plate tonight." Jacobs nods in agreement.
"I promise. No funny business." Glory sighs and slides over Trinity's contract for the World Championship match.
"Don't make me regret this, Jacob." Getting up from his seat, he shakes her head and walks out Glory's office, closing the door behind him.
"I won't, don't you worry about that." He whispers to himself with a huge grin on his face.
Sweeny : This isn't going to end well. It definitely isn't going to end well at all. And now it's time for our second match. Shelby, darling, over to you.
Shelby Young : This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Miami, Florida.... CLAY SYUMMERS..
The lights in the arena dimmer, as the fans wait with baited breath.
"Stare in wonder, who's here to bring you down?
Find your martyr, I'm sure you've made the crown
So light a fire under my bones, so when
I die for you, at least I'll die alone
Ain't nothing for me to end up like this
There's no comparing me this time."
The first verses of "Heroes" By Shinedown erupt through the arena, as Clay Summers, the twenty three year old rookie, with a hooded jacket covering his face, arms outstetched as a single spotlight illuminates Summers. Wearing his black and white trunks and boots, he looks ready and willing for competition.
"All my heroes have now become ghosts
Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most
All my heroes are dead and gone
But down inside of me, they still live on
Dark devotion in a beacon paradise
Shows no emotion to a willing sacrifice
You can put a man on trial, but you can't make the guilty pay
And you can cage an animal, but you can't take away the rage."
Walking down the ramp taking in the muted response he's getting, he smirks from ear to ear, knowing they'll be cheering his name very, very soon. Stopping by the ring, taking in his surroundings, he jumps up and down on the spot, before running and sliding into the ring, under the bottom rope.
"Ain't nothing for me to end up like this
There's no comparing me this time
All my heroes have now become ghosts
Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most
All my heroes are dead and gone
But down inside of me, they still live on."
Clay Summers climbs a turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air, again getting little response from the crowd here, as he jumps down into the ring, taking his jacket off and awaiting the match to start.
Shelby Young : And his opponent, hailing from Boston, MA...... CASSANDRA MASON....
"The Devil's Calling" by Parkway Drive plays as two muscular men carrying a flat bed with a throne on top, sitting on the throne is none other than Cassandra Mason. She is greeted by a chorus of boos. She doesn't allow the disdain from the crowd to dampen her mood as the men known as her Blood Knights stop at the ring apron. She stands up to slingshot herself into the ring. She walks over to the turnbuckle, slinks down and stares into the abyss. The two men go walk over to her corner to give words of encouragement as her music fades out.
Referee : Howard Kelly.
Sweeny : I honestly don't know which way to call this match. Clay won, but Mya Denton dominated for large portions of the match. But Cassie is 0-3 right now here in MCW. And she's heading into a HUGE title match at Deliverance.
Cassie starts out with a spinning heel kick, a flying forearm smash, and then a beautiful standing dropkick. Clay is up quickly and charges only to get taken down by an arm drag takedown, another arm drag, and then a third into an arm bar from Cassie. Cassie wrenches the hold in as tightly as she can, putting a lot of pressure on Clay’s arm. Clay fights up and reverses the pressure into a hammerlock on Cassie. Cassie, though, reaches back, grabs his head, and drops down into a jaw breaker, staggering him backwards. Cassie with a pop-up cutter and Clay immediately rolls to the outside to stop her momentum.
Cassie charges and leaps over the top with an over the top rope moonsault plancha onto Clay to the outside! She pulls him up and rolls him back into the ring. She goes for a rolling senton back into the ring but Clay moves out of the way to avoid contact. She charges but gets caught with a roundhouse kick from Clay!
Sweeny : Ouch. Cassie started off well enough, but like that, a roundhouse kick later and things change.
Clay pulls her up and drops her with a double arm DDT. He locks her in a Texas Cloverleaf. The referee is in a position to ask her if she submits but she refuses. She fights and struggles to get to the ropes and eventually she does reach the ropes. Clay drags her back out to the centre and applies a sharpshooter.
The referee is in a position to ask her if she submits but she refuses. She fights and struggles to get to the ropes and eventually she does reach the ropes. Clay pulls Cassie up and whips her into the ropes and drops her with a spine buster. He covers…
1…
…2Kickout!
Clay locks her up in a figure four. The referee is in a position to ask her if she submits but she refuses. She fights and struggles to get to the ropes and eventually she does reach the ropes.
Sweeny : That was close. Clay almost made Cassie submit. That would've been funny.
Clay with a Samoan drop. He heads up top and goes for a diving headbutt but Cassie moves out of the way. Cassie with a slingshot cutter! She heads outside and goes for a springboard crossbody but the leg Clay had worked over for most of the match almost gives way, but she manages to fly off and hits a missle dropkick sending Clay back down to the canvas, just as soon as he got up.
Putting weight on her leg, she gets up and manages to force herself to run at Clay, who's quickly getting to his feet and hits him with "Bow To Me" taking Clay of his feet and to the canvas, as Cassie floats over and hooks his leg.
1...
2....
3.....
Sweeny : Wow, she's done it. She's won. Miracles do happen.
Shelby Young : The winner of this match via pinfall..... CASSANDRA MASON.....
The referee walks over and raises her arm in victory as the lights go out and “Fabuless” by Stone Sour hits the speakers. The room remains dark for a moment before a pop of pyros go off above the big screen and as the stage lights rise, Tommy Cook stands in the middle of the stage, a sinister grin on his face and a microphone in his hand, as his music dies down.
Tommy Cook : Cassandra Mason. Congratulations. You finally break that horrible losing streak. You've finally gotten that monkey of ya back, so to speak. But it's all for nothing, don't you agree? You've won tonight, built up abit of confidence and you might go into Deliverance with the mindset that you COULD win. But you won't. At Deliverance, your quest to become Motor City Champion, will end up fruitless. You won't win, Cassie. And in fact seeing Clay almost beating you and injuring your leg, gives me even more reasons to be cheerful about Deliverance. The MCW Motor City Championship will look beautiful around my surperb waist. And Cassie, i can't wait to knock your head clean off those shoulders.
Tommy grins from ear to ear, as he drops the mic, but Cassie clearly isn't done. Grabbing the mic from Shelby.
Cassandra Mason : You know what, Tommy. Now that Stevenson has been fired, it's made it perfect that it could potentially just be me and you. But Deliverance is two weeks away, why wait?
Dropping the microphone, Cassie sits on the middle rope and opens them up, inviting Tommy into the ring to sort this out now.
Sweeny : Who knew Cassie had such big balls. Maybe even bigger than mine.
"We Takin Over" rips through the Joe Louis Arena as the boos intensify tremoundously, as Tommy turns around and see's Malakai walking through the curtains. He offers his hand to Tommy, who accepts as he says something to Cook, as he looks at Mason in the ring and smiles before making his exit backstage, allowing our Owner the chance to speak.
Malakai Laymon : I know, i know. You'd much rather see Glory come out here than me, but it's tough shit frankly. You don't always get what you want. Isn't that so, Cassandra? I had a quiet word with Tommy and advised him going backstage and leaving you be, would be of benefit to all of us. Because i'd hate to see him destroy you in that ring. Ending your title shot at Deliverance, before it began.
Cassie smiles, hiding the anger buidling up inside of her. Allowing Malakai to continue.
Malakai Laymon : So i suggest you calm yourself down, exit that ring and head backstage and leave Mr. Cook alone this evening. Because if you don't, they'll be severe repercussions for you. And i mean SEVERE.
Malakai drops the mic and looks at Mason who ponders what to do with herself. After a few moments, she decides to see sense and exits the ring.
Sweeny : Looks like Mason is abding by Malakai's law.
Mason walks up the ramp, hearing the fans begin to cheer somewhat for her. Malakai steps aside, motioning for her to pass. But she stops and turns to him. And in one sweeping motion, connects with a roundhouse kick to his head, causing Malakai to fall to his knees as the fans cheer wildily not believing what Cassie's just done.
Cassandra bends down and grabs the mic as she stands over her boss.
Cassandra Mason : Nothing personal, boss.
Cassie smiles as she drops the mic, laughing as she walks off leaving Malakai to hold his hands up to his head in agony.
Sweeny : Holy shit, Cassie Mason just roundhouse kicked our owner. That's going to cost her.
Jacob Laymon : Is it done?
Standing before Jacob is a man, suited and booted. Hearing Jacob's question, he nods in head in agreement.
?? : Yes, Jacob it's all done.
Jacob grins and takes some paperwork from the man in question, before rolling it up and walking off. Jacob walks through the corridor for a few moments and sees Mr. Ginn standing outside a locker room door, which Jacob realises is Trinity's. He sees Jacob coming and turns to him.
Mr. Ginn : You're not getting close to Trinity. Not tonight at anyways.
Jacob thrusts the contract for their World Championship match at Deliverance, into the chest of Mr. Ginn. The power of which pushes him back a bit. Steadying himself, he grabs the contract and knocks on the door.
Trinity Street : Come on in.
Mr. Ginn hands Jacob back his contract and steps aside, letting Laymon in. Trinity sees it's him and immediately has her back up!
Trinity Street : What do you want, Jacob?
Jacob Laymon holds up his hands.
Jacob Laymon : I come in peace. I've signed my part for our World Championship match at Deliverance, Glory just needs your signature.
He hands Trinity the contract and catches a glimpse of the MCW World Championship, which Trinity notices.
Trinity Street : Enjoy the view, Jacob. Because that's as close as you'll ever be to MY CHAMPIONSHIP!
Jacob shows no emotion what so ever.
Jacob Laymon : I've worn it once, Trinity. I will wear it again. And it could even happen at Deliverance. Because we all know what happened at your last MCW PPV in a title match, don't we?
Jacob smirks as Trinity looks up from the contract, glaring at him.
Trinity Street : I suggest you take your leave now, Jacob. I'll have a look over the contract and sign it later tonight. Don't worry, i'll hand personally hand it over to Glory.
Jacob Laymon : Good to hear.
Jacob turns around and begins walking out. As he reaches the door, he turns his head.
Jacob Laymon : Trinity, you and the muppets you obey, you won't win this war. That's a gurnatee. MCW will stand tall. I will stand tall.
Trinity just rolls her eyes, as she watches Jacob walk out, as Mr. Ginn closes the door behind him.
Mr. Ginn : Are you sure you don't want me to give him a "gentle" reminder?
Trinity Street : No, don't worry. Jacob will get what's coming to him this evening. Thank you though.
Mr. Ginn smiles at Trinity, as he exits the locker room and stands guard outside her door. Hearing her phone ringing, she picks it up and answers.
Trinity Street : You're here? Now? Great. I can't wait to see you and for everyone to witness our era. Ok. See you soon.
Hanging up, Trinity beams a huge smile as we head back to ringside.
Sweeny : Chaos, chaos and more chaos. Both Jacob and Trinity are up to something. And it's going to reach a climatic end. Just not a joyous one for Jacob.
Shelby Young : This match is our Main Event and is a Tag Team match that is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing a combined weight of 370lbs... THE TEAM OF RAYNE YOUNG AND JACKIE DANIELS...
The lights dim as a women's voice starts talking.
"Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die."
Walking through the curtains, hand in hand. Rayne smiles from ear to ear as he looks at Jackie.
"I want it, I'm comin' to get it
So you son of a bitches don't duck you’re gonna get Riddick Bowe’d
Critics'll end up in critical, think your shit is dope all you're gonna get is smoked
And I'm not stopping 'til I'm on top again, all alone and on a throne
Like a token of respect, or a homage poem, or an ode I've been owed
Tossed in the air by my own arm, and launched so hard it broke my collarbone
And when it's my time to go, I'm still not leaving
Stop for no one, I don't know but I've been told an obstacle that
Blocks your road, knock it over, time to go for that pot of gold, cause.
Walking down the ramp together, they both take in the reception they've been given, as they look around at the fans cheering their names.
"They say kings never die
Just ask Jam Master Jay
They just grow wings and they fly
So, hands up, reach for the sky
Try to hold and prolong these moments
Cause in a blink of an eye
They'll be over."
Entering the ring, he mouths to the fans "I'M THE KING AND SHE'S MY QUEEN" before climbing the turnbuckle, raising his arms as he looks into the crowd.
"If I stay passionate maybe I can stage a miraculous
Comeback as if I went away
But detractors just say so much for the Renegade
Someone's gonna make me blow my composure
Here I go again, center stage and I feel like I'm in a cage
They so want a champion to fall
It's no wonder why I laugh at 'em, cause why can't we win 'em all?
So fuck what these cynics say
(It) just goes ta show that when my back's against the wall
And I'm under a tack again, that I'll act as if I'm 'posed ta
With this pent up rage, cause all these plaques in my office
On the floor stacked against the door
Are they just metaphors for the odds of me comin' back again?
Cause all the accomplishments, accolades, awards
And trophies just don't mean jack anymore
If I'm here today and gone tomorrow
And I'm not gonna be.
KINGS NEVER DIE!!!"
Their music dies down as Rayne jumps down onto the canvas and walks over to Jackie, as they converse between one another.
Sweeny : Jackie is looking mighty fine these days. Rayne's a lucky man, a very lucky man.
The lights go out and “Fabuless” by Stone Sour hits the speakers. The room remains dark for a moment before a pop of pyros go off above the big screen and as the stage lights rise, Tommy Cook stands in the middle of the stage, a sinister grin on his face which shows off the gum shield in his mouth. As the lyrics kick in, Tommy begins to walk down the ramp, now one hundred percent focused on the ring.
Shelby Young : “From Birmingham, England; weighing two hundred and seven pounds… TOMMY COOK!”
With a minimum of fuss, Tommy shrugs off his jacket and drops it at the bottom of the ramp before quickly sliding into the ring. He walks to the ropes on the far side of the ring and grabs the top rope, pulling back on it before spinning and leaning back into the corner, resting his arms on the top rope on either side of him as he grins once again, waiting for his opponent as he and Rayne exchange plesantries across the ring.
(“The Brod” Broderick Chase steps out on top of the ramp, microphone in hand…)
Brod : “Madame, I’ll take it from here…”
(He clears his throat.)
Brod : “Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you a woman who is far beyond any others. The most alluring, the most bombastic, the most athletically gifted and dare I say most beautiful woman in all of the Motor City. She is coming out here to give your women a jealous streak, and give your men second-thoughts about their life choices. I present to you wrestling’s most vivacious and greatest Knockout, the Beverly Hills Bombshell… CHANTELLE CHAMBERS!! WOOOOO!!!”
Then, “All Eyes On Me” by LeToya feat. Paul Wall begins to play out over the crowd. Chantelle Chambers steps out on top of the stage, her arms already stretched out to receive her adulation from the crowd – and ignoring that it is boos that shower her. She throws her sunglasses aside and begins to walk down towards the ring, followed by The Brod, who’s grinning like a Cheshire cat the whole way. When they get to the ring, The Brod rushes to the apron first, lifting the ropes up for his client to step through. Chambers does and stands in the ring, removing her ornate robe and handing it aside to The Brod. She poses in the middle of the ring as the crowd boos her…
Referee : Alex Johnson
Chantelle and Tommy talk to one another as to who's going to start this match, as Rayne and Jackie don't wait for the bell. Rayne clocks Tommy with a hard right, whilst Jackie takes Chantelle to the canvas with a dropkick. Jackie runs over to the corner and jumps up to the top rope. Balancing herself for a few seconds as she sees Rayne and Tommy exchaning right after right, back and forth. In that moment she flies off the top rope and hits a moonsault onto Chambers. Rayne begins getting the better off Tommy and clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside.
Sweeny : The match hasn't even started yet and Rayne and Jackie have got the upper hand. This is going to get messy.
Alex Johnson pushes Rayne into his corner, letting the ladies officially get this match underway. Jackie walks over and leans down to the pick Chambers up, but she fires a right hander into Jackie's jaw which forces her to take a step back. Chambers springs to her feet and grabs Jackie around the neck and slams her face against the canvas with a reverse STO. Chambers cheekily hooks the leg of Jackie as the referee begins a count, as Rayne storms into the ring and hits her with a kick to the head.
But Tommy is up and about and enters the ring and clotheslines Rayne to the canvas, before jumping into the air and hitting a double foot stomp onto him. Rayne rolls around holding his face as Tommy grins through his mouth guard. As the legal one, Chambers grabs the leg of Daniels and hits her with a leg DDT. Chambers grabs that same leg and attempts a figure four leg lock, but Jackie manages to push her away with her legs, sending Chantelle into the ropes.
Upon her return, Jackie is up and clothesline Chantelle to the mat. But Chantelle is instantly back on her feet. Jackie swings around and unleashes a huge superkick, planting her boot right onto the chin of Chambers, which sweeps her clean of her feet and to the canvas. Cook grabs a handful of Jackie's hair and pulls her back, as he bites down on her shoulder, but before he can do too much damage. Rayne is up and grabs Tommy's shoulder, spinning him around to face each other. A swift kick to his mid-section, and Rayne locks Tommy's head and brings him crashing to the canvas with an Evenflow DDT.
Sweeny : This is one huge clusterfuck and you know it's only going to get worse, let's not kid ourselves here. This is Motor City Wrestling after all.
Chambers pulls herself up to her feet and sees Rayne and Jackie standing over her partner. Running over to Rayne, she spins him around and grabs his head, shoving his face into her clevage.
Sweeny : YOU BASTARD! YOU LUCKY BASTARD!!!
Jackie turns around and notices what she's doing. Chambers pushes Rayne away, as Jackie runs at her, but Chambers connects with the "Nightly Knockout" connecting with Jackie square in the face. Chambers looks at Rayne and winks, before running towards him and jumps into the air and manages to connect with a swinging neckbreaker, putting Rayne down to the canvas. Tommy holds his head as he climbs to his feet and walks into his corner and begs Chambers for the tag, to which she duly obliges.
Tommy enters the ring and takes Rayne's head off his shoulders almost with a clothesline, sending Rayne over the top rope and to the outside. Instantly Cook turns around and his attentions set on Jackie. Chambers has already softened her up for him, as he wills her to get up. After a few moments, she begins pulling herself up and turns around as Cook flies out the corner and slams her to the canvas with a thunderous "Pull No Punches" knocking Jackie clean of her feet in the process, as he floats over and hooks her leg.
1...
2....
3.....
Shelby Young : The winners of this match, via pinfall. The team of TOMMY COOK and CHANTELLE CHAMBERS....
Sweeny : And just like that, this match is over. And Tommy gets the pin over Jackie for the second time in a row. This will prove huge for Deliverance.
Trinity Street : Come on in.
Mr. Ginn hands Jacob back his contract and steps aside, letting Laymon in. Trinity sees it's him and immediately has her back up!
Trinity Street : What do you want, Jacob?
Jacob Laymon holds up his hands.
Jacob Laymon : I come in peace. I've signed my part for our World Championship match at Deliverance, Glory just needs your signature.
He hands Trinity the contract and catches a glimpse of the MCW World Championship, which Trinity notices.
Trinity Street : Enjoy the view, Jacob. Because that's as close as you'll ever be to MY CHAMPIONSHIP!
Jacob shows no emotion what so ever.
Jacob Laymon : I've worn it once, Trinity. I will wear it again. And it could even happen at Deliverance. Because we all know what happened at your last MCW PPV in a title match, don't we?
Jacob smirks as Trinity looks up from the contract, glaring at him.
Trinity Street : I suggest you take your leave now, Jacob. I'll have a look over the contract and sign it later tonight. Don't worry, i'll hand personally hand it over to Glory.
Jacob Laymon : Good to hear.
Jacob turns around and begins walking out. As he reaches the door, he turns his head.
Jacob Laymon : Trinity, you and the muppets you obey, you won't win this war. That's a gurnatee. MCW will stand tall. I will stand tall.
Trinity just rolls her eyes, as she watches Jacob walk out, as Mr. Ginn closes the door behind him.
Mr. Ginn : Are you sure you don't want me to give him a "gentle" reminder?
Trinity Street : No, don't worry. Jacob will get what's coming to him this evening. Thank you though.
Mr. Ginn smiles at Trinity, as he exits the locker room and stands guard outside her door. Hearing her phone ringing, she picks it up and answers.
Trinity Street : You're here? Now? Great. I can't wait to see you and for everyone to witness our era. Ok. See you soon.
Hanging up, Trinity beams a huge smile as we head back to ringside.
Sweeny : Chaos, chaos and more chaos. Both Jacob and Trinity are up to something. And it's going to reach a climatic end. Just not a joyous one for Jacob.
Shelby Young : This match is our Main Event and is a Tag Team match that is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing a combined weight of 370lbs... THE TEAM OF RAYNE YOUNG AND JACKIE DANIELS...
The lights dim as a women's voice starts talking.
"Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die."
Walking through the curtains, hand in hand. Rayne smiles from ear to ear as he looks at Jackie.
"I want it, I'm comin' to get it
So you son of a bitches don't duck you’re gonna get Riddick Bowe’d
Critics'll end up in critical, think your shit is dope all you're gonna get is smoked
And I'm not stopping 'til I'm on top again, all alone and on a throne
Like a token of respect, or a homage poem, or an ode I've been owed
Tossed in the air by my own arm, and launched so hard it broke my collarbone
And when it's my time to go, I'm still not leaving
Stop for no one, I don't know but I've been told an obstacle that
Blocks your road, knock it over, time to go for that pot of gold, cause.
Walking down the ramp together, they both take in the reception they've been given, as they look around at the fans cheering their names.
"They say kings never die
Just ask Jam Master Jay
They just grow wings and they fly
So, hands up, reach for the sky
Try to hold and prolong these moments
Cause in a blink of an eye
They'll be over."
Entering the ring, he mouths to the fans "I'M THE KING AND SHE'S MY QUEEN" before climbing the turnbuckle, raising his arms as he looks into the crowd.
"If I stay passionate maybe I can stage a miraculous
Comeback as if I went away
But detractors just say so much for the Renegade
Someone's gonna make me blow my composure
Here I go again, center stage and I feel like I'm in a cage
They so want a champion to fall
It's no wonder why I laugh at 'em, cause why can't we win 'em all?
So fuck what these cynics say
(It) just goes ta show that when my back's against the wall
And I'm under a tack again, that I'll act as if I'm 'posed ta
With this pent up rage, cause all these plaques in my office
On the floor stacked against the door
Are they just metaphors for the odds of me comin' back again?
Cause all the accomplishments, accolades, awards
And trophies just don't mean jack anymore
If I'm here today and gone tomorrow
And I'm not gonna be.
KINGS NEVER DIE!!!"
Their music dies down as Rayne jumps down onto the canvas and walks over to Jackie, as they converse between one another.
Sweeny : Jackie is looking mighty fine these days. Rayne's a lucky man, a very lucky man.
The lights go out and “Fabuless” by Stone Sour hits the speakers. The room remains dark for a moment before a pop of pyros go off above the big screen and as the stage lights rise, Tommy Cook stands in the middle of the stage, a sinister grin on his face which shows off the gum shield in his mouth. As the lyrics kick in, Tommy begins to walk down the ramp, now one hundred percent focused on the ring.
Shelby Young : “From Birmingham, England; weighing two hundred and seven pounds… TOMMY COOK!”
With a minimum of fuss, Tommy shrugs off his jacket and drops it at the bottom of the ramp before quickly sliding into the ring. He walks to the ropes on the far side of the ring and grabs the top rope, pulling back on it before spinning and leaning back into the corner, resting his arms on the top rope on either side of him as he grins once again, waiting for his opponent as he and Rayne exchange plesantries across the ring.
(“The Brod” Broderick Chase steps out on top of the ramp, microphone in hand…)
Brod : “Madame, I’ll take it from here…”
(He clears his throat.)
Brod : “Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you a woman who is far beyond any others. The most alluring, the most bombastic, the most athletically gifted and dare I say most beautiful woman in all of the Motor City. She is coming out here to give your women a jealous streak, and give your men second-thoughts about their life choices. I present to you wrestling’s most vivacious and greatest Knockout, the Beverly Hills Bombshell… CHANTELLE CHAMBERS!! WOOOOO!!!”
Then, “All Eyes On Me” by LeToya feat. Paul Wall begins to play out over the crowd. Chantelle Chambers steps out on top of the stage, her arms already stretched out to receive her adulation from the crowd – and ignoring that it is boos that shower her. She throws her sunglasses aside and begins to walk down towards the ring, followed by The Brod, who’s grinning like a Cheshire cat the whole way. When they get to the ring, The Brod rushes to the apron first, lifting the ropes up for his client to step through. Chambers does and stands in the ring, removing her ornate robe and handing it aside to The Brod. She poses in the middle of the ring as the crowd boos her…
Referee : Alex Johnson
Chantelle and Tommy talk to one another as to who's going to start this match, as Rayne and Jackie don't wait for the bell. Rayne clocks Tommy with a hard right, whilst Jackie takes Chantelle to the canvas with a dropkick. Jackie runs over to the corner and jumps up to the top rope. Balancing herself for a few seconds as she sees Rayne and Tommy exchaning right after right, back and forth. In that moment she flies off the top rope and hits a moonsault onto Chambers. Rayne begins getting the better off Tommy and clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside.
Sweeny : The match hasn't even started yet and Rayne and Jackie have got the upper hand. This is going to get messy.
Alex Johnson pushes Rayne into his corner, letting the ladies officially get this match underway. Jackie walks over and leans down to the pick Chambers up, but she fires a right hander into Jackie's jaw which forces her to take a step back. Chambers springs to her feet and grabs Jackie around the neck and slams her face against the canvas with a reverse STO. Chambers cheekily hooks the leg of Jackie as the referee begins a count, as Rayne storms into the ring and hits her with a kick to the head.
But Tommy is up and about and enters the ring and clotheslines Rayne to the canvas, before jumping into the air and hitting a double foot stomp onto him. Rayne rolls around holding his face as Tommy grins through his mouth guard. As the legal one, Chambers grabs the leg of Daniels and hits her with a leg DDT. Chambers grabs that same leg and attempts a figure four leg lock, but Jackie manages to push her away with her legs, sending Chantelle into the ropes.
Upon her return, Jackie is up and clothesline Chantelle to the mat. But Chantelle is instantly back on her feet. Jackie swings around and unleashes a huge superkick, planting her boot right onto the chin of Chambers, which sweeps her clean of her feet and to the canvas. Cook grabs a handful of Jackie's hair and pulls her back, as he bites down on her shoulder, but before he can do too much damage. Rayne is up and grabs Tommy's shoulder, spinning him around to face each other. A swift kick to his mid-section, and Rayne locks Tommy's head and brings him crashing to the canvas with an Evenflow DDT.
Sweeny : This is one huge clusterfuck and you know it's only going to get worse, let's not kid ourselves here. This is Motor City Wrestling after all.
Chambers pulls herself up to her feet and sees Rayne and Jackie standing over her partner. Running over to Rayne, she spins him around and grabs his head, shoving his face into her clevage.
Sweeny : YOU BASTARD! YOU LUCKY BASTARD!!!
Jackie turns around and notices what she's doing. Chambers pushes Rayne away, as Jackie runs at her, but Chambers connects with the "Nightly Knockout" connecting with Jackie square in the face. Chambers looks at Rayne and winks, before running towards him and jumps into the air and manages to connect with a swinging neckbreaker, putting Rayne down to the canvas. Tommy holds his head as he climbs to his feet and walks into his corner and begs Chambers for the tag, to which she duly obliges.
Tommy enters the ring and takes Rayne's head off his shoulders almost with a clothesline, sending Rayne over the top rope and to the outside. Instantly Cook turns around and his attentions set on Jackie. Chambers has already softened her up for him, as he wills her to get up. After a few moments, she begins pulling herself up and turns around as Cook flies out the corner and slams her to the canvas with a thunderous "Pull No Punches" knocking Jackie clean of her feet in the process, as he floats over and hooks her leg.
1...
2....
3.....
Shelby Young : The winners of this match, via pinfall. The team of TOMMY COOK and CHANTELLE CHAMBERS....
Sweeny : And just like that, this match is over. And Tommy gets the pin over Jackie for the second time in a row. This will prove huge for Deliverance.
Malakai, Whitecloud, Eric Sailes, Priest and Trinity all run out and down the ramp, as Malakai, Priest and Trinity slide into the ring. Whitecloud and Sailes grab ahold of Rayne Young and throw him into the ring with the others as they follow in after them. The boos immediately turn to cheers as Kirsta, Jack, Mark Dela Vega and Jacob Laymon hit the ramp running and all slide into the ring as Jacob strikes Trinity, who strikes back. Kirsta slams a knee into Whitecloud's face, staggering him backwards. Jack and Mark begin attacking Priest and Eric Sailes, but Chambers and Cook look at one another and shrug their shoulders and join in and begin beating on Jack and Mark.
Sweeny : And just like that, chaos ensues and violence erupts. This war doesn't seem like it's going to end. So much hate.
Rayne climbs to his feet and checks on Jackie, but she's still unresponsive and decides to drag her out the ring and out of harms way, putting her down by the announce table. Getting to his feet, his anger reaches boling point and he grabs the nearest steel chair to him and folds it up before sliding himself and the chair into the ring. Picking the chair up, he slams it against the back of Priest. Eric see's Priest fall to his knees and turns around and eats a face full of steel as Rayne brings it crashing down onto his face.
Dropping the chair, he runs over and helps Kirsta and rocks Whitecloud with a few vicious right handers, all that anger unleashing. But Cook grabs the chair and slams it across the back of Rayne, not once, not twice, but three times, taking him out onto the canvas. Keeping hold of that chair, he turns it onto Kirsta and slams it across her skull as Whitecloud manages to compose himself and leans against the ropes, nodding his head thanking Tommy.
Malakai and Trinity beat on Jacob and put him to his knees, as Cook walks over and hands the chair over to Trinity who smiles and brings the steel crashing down onto Jacob's cranium and then onto his bodyand face, not once, but several times as blood flows from his forehead. Trinity asks Mr. Ginn for something and hands her a pen, microphone and the contract for the World Championship match.
Trinity Street : Want me to sign this, Jacob? Well your wish, is my command.
Grabbing the pen and jabbing it in his open wound as Jacob yells out in agony. Pulling it out, she takes the pen to paper and signs her name in Jacob's blood. Signing it before throwing onto his motionless body.
Trinity Street : At Deliverance, you shall succumb Jacob. And you will realise this is my time. This is OUR TIME...
Trinity smiles and drops the mic and looks to the ramp.
Sweeny : What the hell is going to happen now.
The lights flicker and the crowd fall silent. Suddenly the lights go out and "Alpha King" by Rev Theory erupts through the arena, as the fans automatically begin booing.
Sweeny : It can't be? What a coup for MCW if it is.
As their boos intensify when the man known as Lucas Knight steps out from beneath the curtains, a huge grin etched over his face as he smiles in the direction of his wife. Slowly walking down the ramp taking in the fans reaction which doesn't bother Knight in the slightest.
Sweeny : MY GOD! It's him, it's really him. Damn it. Now i've got no chance with Trinity.
Lucas Knight walks up the steps and enters the ring as Malakai, Whitecloud, Eric Sailes, Priest, Tommy Cook, Chantelle Chambers and Trinity Street form a circle around Jacob Laymon, Rayne Young and Kirsta Lewis.
Making his way over to his wife, he gives her a kiss, as he looks to the three on their knees before him. Smiling he grabs Rayne and kicks him in the mid-section, doubling him over and setting him up ready for the "Knight-Driver" as Rayne hits the canvas, neck first and crumbles into a heap. Trinity grabbed Jacob at the same time and fnished him off with "Thy Kingdom Come" and he joins Rayne laid up in a heap on the canvas.
Sweeny : This is nasty. "The Company" are making a real statement of intent here this evening.
Whitecloud grabs Kirsta and drives her to the canvas with a "Tomahawk Drop" as they all stand over their defeated opposition as Whitecloud and Malakai walk over and shake the hand of Knight before raising his and Trinity's arm into the air.
Sweeny : MCW's saviours have been demolished here this evening. This hasn't been a good evening for the good guys. And "The Company" stand tall victoriously over their enemies. And with Deliverance around the corner, what implications will this bring. But it could see the end of Kirsta Lewis and Rayne Young once and for all. And with her husband in the mix now, the odds of Jacob becoming Champion are diminishing every day now. But ladies and gentlemen it's been fun. We'll see you in two weeks at Deliverance.
Sweeny : And just like that, chaos ensues and violence erupts. This war doesn't seem like it's going to end. So much hate.
Rayne climbs to his feet and checks on Jackie, but she's still unresponsive and decides to drag her out the ring and out of harms way, putting her down by the announce table. Getting to his feet, his anger reaches boling point and he grabs the nearest steel chair to him and folds it up before sliding himself and the chair into the ring. Picking the chair up, he slams it against the back of Priest. Eric see's Priest fall to his knees and turns around and eats a face full of steel as Rayne brings it crashing down onto his face.
Dropping the chair, he runs over and helps Kirsta and rocks Whitecloud with a few vicious right handers, all that anger unleashing. But Cook grabs the chair and slams it across the back of Rayne, not once, not twice, but three times, taking him out onto the canvas. Keeping hold of that chair, he turns it onto Kirsta and slams it across her skull as Whitecloud manages to compose himself and leans against the ropes, nodding his head thanking Tommy.
Malakai and Trinity beat on Jacob and put him to his knees, as Cook walks over and hands the chair over to Trinity who smiles and brings the steel crashing down onto Jacob's cranium and then onto his bodyand face, not once, but several times as blood flows from his forehead. Trinity asks Mr. Ginn for something and hands her a pen, microphone and the contract for the World Championship match.
Trinity Street : Want me to sign this, Jacob? Well your wish, is my command.
Grabbing the pen and jabbing it in his open wound as Jacob yells out in agony. Pulling it out, she takes the pen to paper and signs her name in Jacob's blood. Signing it before throwing onto his motionless body.
Trinity Street : At Deliverance, you shall succumb Jacob. And you will realise this is my time. This is OUR TIME...
Trinity smiles and drops the mic and looks to the ramp.
Sweeny : What the hell is going to happen now.
The lights flicker and the crowd fall silent. Suddenly the lights go out and "Alpha King" by Rev Theory erupts through the arena, as the fans automatically begin booing.
Sweeny : It can't be? What a coup for MCW if it is.
As their boos intensify when the man known as Lucas Knight steps out from beneath the curtains, a huge grin etched over his face as he smiles in the direction of his wife. Slowly walking down the ramp taking in the fans reaction which doesn't bother Knight in the slightest.
Sweeny : MY GOD! It's him, it's really him. Damn it. Now i've got no chance with Trinity.
Lucas Knight walks up the steps and enters the ring as Malakai, Whitecloud, Eric Sailes, Priest, Tommy Cook, Chantelle Chambers and Trinity Street form a circle around Jacob Laymon, Rayne Young and Kirsta Lewis.
Making his way over to his wife, he gives her a kiss, as he looks to the three on their knees before him. Smiling he grabs Rayne and kicks him in the mid-section, doubling him over and setting him up ready for the "Knight-Driver" as Rayne hits the canvas, neck first and crumbles into a heap. Trinity grabbed Jacob at the same time and fnished him off with "Thy Kingdom Come" and he joins Rayne laid up in a heap on the canvas.
Sweeny : This is nasty. "The Company" are making a real statement of intent here this evening.
Whitecloud grabs Kirsta and drives her to the canvas with a "Tomahawk Drop" as they all stand over their defeated opposition as Whitecloud and Malakai walk over and shake the hand of Knight before raising his and Trinity's arm into the air.
Sweeny : MCW's saviours have been demolished here this evening. This hasn't been a good evening for the good guys. And "The Company" stand tall victoriously over their enemies. And with Deliverance around the corner, what implications will this bring. But it could see the end of Kirsta Lewis and Rayne Young once and for all. And with her husband in the mix now, the odds of Jacob becoming Champion are diminishing every day now. But ladies and gentlemen it's been fun. We'll see you in two weeks at Deliverance.
