WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT
Written by: Andrew & Donnie
The screen goes green with gold lettering littering it as the countdown starts.
The Game Changes in
...5 ...4 ...3 ...2 ...1
Then the opening cords of Slash's "Godfather Theme" solo start to echo throughout the arena. After a few moments Tony Field finally steps out on the ramp. The crowd cheers as "Real Deal" chants start to light up the arena. Field glances to one side, then to the other, then stalks to the ring with a purpose.
Field slides under the bottom rope, then glares out into the crowd with a million mile gaze as he pulls a microphone from his back pocket. He makes a "cut it" motion with his hands.
Tony Field: Cut the fucking music....
All is silent for a moment just as the music cuts, then Tony begins to speak.
Tony Field: Glen, get your ass out here, you have something of mine and it's time you pay your debt. I'm not playing around. Get your ass out here and bring Rochelle with you.
"JUMP THE FUCK UP!!!"
Twin burts of white pyrotechnics go off as Jump the Fuck Up" thunders over the arena. As the crowd Terminus steps through the curtain and takes a moment to stare out at the throng in attendance with an expression of contempt apparent beneath his mask. He then turns his attention toward his arch rival, and smirks in his direction as a nasty grin appears beneath his mask.
Terminus: Evening, Tony. You bellowed...?
Tony glares at Terminus a moment with a look that could kill.
Tony Field: I did what you asked. I laid down, I blew my title shot. I held up my end, but I'm still yet to get Rochelle back. Or are you not a man of your word?
The smile on Glen's face becomes even more pronounced, and takes on a diabolical egde as he keeps his gaze focused upon the man in the ring.
Terminus: Oh, after all we've been through these past couple of years, you should know me better than that. I always keep my promises, Field...And rest assurred, I did in this case, too....
Tony gives Terminus a look of disbelief.
Tony Field: A man of your word? Then explain to me why I haven't gotten her back yet.
Terminus: Well, that's the thing, Tony. I'm really not in a position to return her. See, as you may recall, it wasn't actually MY decision to separate you and Rochelle from one another, Tony. That was the result of my girlfriend's latest stroke of inspiration. Cassandra Chase was the one that took Rochelle, Tony...And she's the one that's been..."looking after" the love of your life for these past few days.
Terminus takes a step forward, and his eyes glean with a mixture of condescension and triumph as he folds his arms across his chest.
Terminus: The only thing that I promised you, Field, was to discuss this situation with Cassie. And I've lived up to that promise...I talked things over with the love of MY life...
Tony shakes his head as he clinches the microphone even tighter, his knuckles turning white.
Tony Field: So what? I laid down for nothing? I blew a shot at the belt so you'd fucking talk to her? That's a cop out and you damn well know it.
Tony takes a few steps toward the ropes.
Tony Field: You do know that more than one person can play this little game of yours.
At that point, the smile slowly dissolves from Glen's face.
Terminus: How could I forget that, Tony? After all, you spent most of last year playing games at MY expense. Now, I could stand here and ask you how if feels to be on the receiving end of it for once in your life, and you can respond by hurling insults and meaningless threats, like you always do....
The masked man takes another step forward and his voice assumes a commanding tone.
Terminus: ...Or, we can skip all that, and discuss the current situation, and what can be done about. The choice is yours, Tony...What's it gonna be?
Tony Field: Let me guess. You wan to discuss this current situation. Let me save you the time...I say - what do I have to do to get her back...you say (trying to do his best Terminus impersonation) you have to jump through another hoop...I say - okay...and then next week we are still right back at this same song and dance. Does that just about sum it up?
Glen chuckles slightly, and shrugs his shoulders.
Terminus: Yeah...That sounds about right...If it were up to me, that's the route we'd go. But it's not up to me, Field. It's up to Cassandra to decide how this whole matter plays out. So, without further ado, allow me to introduce the prettiest, and deadliest, woman you'll ever meet...The love of my life....Cassandra Chase.
"Here Comes The Raaaaaaaaiiinnnn!!!"
As Black Stone Cherry's "Rain Wizard" plays over the PA system, a gorgeous young brunette, clad head to toe in black, appears at the top of the entrance ramp, and blows a kiss toward the fans as they greet her with catcalls, before she sashays toward Glen and nestles close to him as he wraps an arm around her shoulder. Cassandra Chase then raises the mic in her hand to her lips and smiles toward Field while addressing him in a cold, almost cruel tone of voice.
Cassandra: Hello, Tony. Whether you want to admit it or not, my boyfriend is indeed a man of his word. He DID discuss the situation with me, and ask me what it would take for me to return that little hell-whore back to you. I, in turn told him that I wanted the chance to look you directly in the eye, and tell me point me JUST how much Rochelle meant to you. So, here I am, Field. Let's hear what you have to say.
Tony glares at Cassandra for a long awkward moment.
Tony Field: What do you want to hear? That, I, Tony Field, actually love someone? That she's the first woman I've been faithful to, something I couldn't even give my first wife? That for the first time ever, last week I put her needs above mine when I laid down for the belt? Is that what you want to hear? Or would you much rather hear just what I'm wiling to do get her back?
Tony leans out over the ropes and stares right into the eyes of Cassandra.
Tony Field: So here you go, you have me. You've got the chance to look directly in my eyes, just as you wanted. So are we going to get something done here, or am I wasting my time and need to take matters into my own hands.
Cassandra directs an icy stare toward Field.
Cassandra: Christ, Glen WAS right about you....Y'know that? He said that everything always has to be about you, even when someone else is involved. And just from standing here and listening to you done on for one single moment, I can see exactly what he meant.
Now it's Cassandra's turn to step forward, all the while meeting Field's glare with her own.
Cassandra: You wanna know why I took Rochelle, Field? It wasn't because of what that bitch did to Glen in the past...It wasn't even because I knew it would give him an advantage in this conflict. It was to remind you that this ISN'T about you anymore. It's about all the people that YOU hurt during the course of your life, and my way of saying what goes around comes around...BIG TIME!
Cassandra takes a deep breath, and levels an annoyed glance out toward the crowd as they chant "Shut the Fuck Up!", among other things. After Glen leans forward and whispers into her ear, she manages to compose herself, and turns her attention back to Field.
Cassanda: You want me to release Rochelle, Field? You really care about her that damned much? Prove it...To me. Put yourself into a situation where you HAVE to face a succession of people you hurt in the past...And if you can survive that experience, then I'll have no problem with returning the woman you claim to love.
Tony Field: A succession of people? So what, are we talking weeks here? Because if that's the case, it's going to cut it.
Terminus: Yeah...But since this is more of a symbolic gesture than anything else, I'm thinking that running a Gauntlet of thee...nah, let's make it four...people that you've used and abused will suffice.
Terminus nods his head and smiles at his nemesis.
Terminus: I think, all things considered, that's a pretty fair offer, don't you, Field? And just 'cause I'm a good sport, I'll even give you till next week to prepare for it. After all, you're already scheduled to be the guest referee my match against Bryce this week...And I don't want you to be distracted from the task of calling the match the way it needs to be called...
Tony gives her a long serious look, then nods his head.
Tony Field: Fine, line up whatever four people you won't, I don't care. I'll fight your little match if that's what it takes. And don't worry...
Field flashes his patent smirk.
Tony Field: I'll call this match tonight just the way I feel it needs to be called.
Terminus returns Field's smirk with one of his own.
Terminus: You know, Tony? That was exactly what I was hoping you'd say. Anyway, we should be going. I've got a match to prepared for, after all...
Cassandra: Actually, Glen...I have one final thing to say to Field before we take off.
Cassandra Chase looks up and directs a dazzling, if completely false, smile toward Field.
Cassandra: I just wanted to let you know that Rochelle is doing just fine at that moment, Tony....And she'll continue to be fine- just so long as you continue to find it in your heart to do what you KNOW needs to be done. That's all I have to say to you, Field...for now.
And with that, Cassandra Chase and Terminus spin on their heels and make their way up the exit ramp, not bothering to acknowledge the presence of the man standing inside the ring.
Jack Gaither vs. Dexter Davis ©
Written by: Neil
The opening phrase "God works in mysterious ways..." from Queen's "One Vision" is played, but the lights go out, and the intro to Drowning Pool's "Bodies" starts up. Various images of Jack Gaither's matches flash by on the big screen; at the height of the intro, the words "GOLDEN EAGLE" appear on screen. Gold-colored pyro and green confetti go off as Jack Gaither--wearing his signature white robe with warrior's mask--suddenly appears on stage before making his way to the ring and giving every fan sitting near the ramp a high-five along the way. Once in the ring, Jack poses to the cheering crowd as more green-and-gold confetti falls from the ceiling. As a token for his fans, Jack takes off his mask and gives it to one lucky fan sitting ringside; underneath the mask, we see that Jack has painted his face gold, blue, and green.
The excited start of "What's Golden" starts to play through the arena's P.A. system as out comes Dexter Davis with Freya right behind him. He looks thrilled at the reception he's getting from the crowd this evening. Dexter starts to walk to the ring slapping as many hands as he can with a giant smile on his face. Once he gets to the ring he slides in before hopping up to his feet and jumping to the top. Dex yells out loudly with smile still on his face. He leaps off, landing on his feet before backing into the corner.
Referee Andy Sheppard points to the outside and calls for the bell...DING! And we are underway in this Primetime Championship match! The two light heavyweight wrestlers circle around the ring before locking up. Arm and shoulder tie up leads to Gaither bringing Dexter Davis down to the mat with a head lock applied. Davis uses his skills to battle back to his feet despite Gaither holding onto his head firmly.
Dexter Davis showing some strength as he powers Gaither's grip over his head before scoring a back elbow to the sternum! Forearm to the face by Dexter Davis! He attempts an Irish whip. Reversed mid-ring by Gaither! Dexter Davis bounces off the ropes just as Gaither telegraphs a back body drop. High lifting kick to the chest by Dexter Davis stands up Jack Gaither! Forearm to the face! Forearm! Forearm! Forearm! Standing dropkick to the chest drops Gaither! 'The Golden Eagle' pops back up only to get caught with an old school body slam. Dexter Davis executes a standing moonsault pin! Cover! 1!...2!...TH...KICK OUT!
Franks: Dexter Davis showcasing his skills!
Quadros: Dude is so arrogant right now he actually challenged Chris Card to another title defense. No respect towards Gaither tonight in this title match. For the first time ever I'm hoping Jack Gaither wins to knock this punk down a few pegs.
Franks: Hell has indeed frozen over.
Dexter Davis gets back to his feet and he's waiting for his opponent to do the same. Gaither gets up just in time to see the savate kick headed towards his face. Ducks! He catches Dexter off balance with a knife edge chop! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! Whips him towards the turnbuckles. Davis hits hard with his spine. Running spear from Jack Gaither nearly breaks him in half! Snapmare out of the corner by Gaither drops Dex on his rear end. Low dropkick to the back of the head by Jack Gaither as Freya cringes! Gaither now with a cover! 1!...2!...TH...KICK OUT!
Again another side headlock applied on the mat by Jack Gaither as he aims to wear the Primetime Champion down. Dexter Davis tries once again to get to his feet but Gaither has played this game all ready. He releases and boots Davis in the back of the neck to keep the advantage. He brings Dexter Davis up from behind by the trunks. German suplex! He leaves the Champion down and runs towards the ropes. Bounce off elbow drop! Hooks the leg...1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!
Jack Gaither maintains control as he begins stomping away on his opponent. Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! He grabs Dexter by the head and brings him back up for a vertical suplex. NO! Dexter Davis shifts his momentum and lands on his feet! Gaither turns around and...pele kick!
Franks: Oh! Right to the face!
'The Golden Eagle' wobbles backwards and falls against the ropes, completely stunned. The Primetime Champion regains his composure and charges at Gaither with a running superman punch! Jack Gaither flails over the top rope and down to the floor after hitting his back on the apron! Here comes Dexter Davis with a running suicide tope con hilo over the ropes and landing on the stunned Gaither! The Primetime Champion gets back to his feet and pumps his fist as the crowd begins to cheer him loudly.
Franks: What a show of athleticism by Dexter Davis!
Quadros: Of course he can jump...
Referee Sheppard wants the match to return to the ring but Dexter Davis is in control and will do whatever he pleases. He brings Gaither up and punches him in the face. Gaither returns a punch as Freya is standing behind him. Dexter with another punch! Gaither returns one! Dexter! Jack! Dexter! Jack! Davis! Gaither! Davis! Gaither!...Oh! Freya Davis falls backwards onto her rear end after eating an accidental elbow from Jack Gaither as he reared back for a punch!
Franks: Jack Gaither hasn't changed one bit! He just elbowed Freya in the face!
Quadros: You are off base, Carl. That woman put herself in that position.
Dexter Davis is fuming mad now as he points at Gaither and tells him he did that on purpose! Jack Gaither throws his hands up and tries to explain that it was only a mistake. Regardless, Dexter Davis aims to defend his wife as he takes a wild swing. Gaither ducks under it and catches Davis off guard with a drop toe hold. The crowd roars as Davis lands face first between Freya's legs!
Quadros: There's no time for a mid-match meal, Dexter.
Franks: You are sick, Ray.
Quadros: What, you mean you wouldn't?
Freya is just as shocked as anybody as Dexter Davis picks himself up onto his hands and knees. Gaither doesn't seem to be in the mood for any fun and games as he kicks Davis in the ribs, sending him rolling towards the barricade. He begins stomping on Dexter Davis against the barricade, softening him up more. Again Referee Sheppard asks for the match to return to the ring. This time Gaither follows directions as he rolls Davis back into the ring. He slides in and makes a cover...1!...2!...THR...KICK OUT!
He calls for Davis to get up as he backs away. The Primetime Champion gets to a knee and here comes Gaither with a Shining Wizard kick to the head! NO! Davis ducks it and catches Jack Gaither with a roll up! 1!...2!...TH...KICK OUT! They both scramble to their feet but Davis is faster. Knife edge chop! WHOOO! Another chop! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! One more! WHOOO! Spinning reverse slap! WHOOO! Roundhouse kick to the side of the head drops Jack to a knee! Busaiku knee strike to complete the D.J.D. IV! The Primetime Champion covers for the win! 1!...2!...THREEEENNNOOOO!! KICK OUT says Referee Sheppard!
Franks: Near fall there! Dexter Davis turned things around in a hurry!
The Primetime Champion looks to maintain the advantage while his opponent is stunned. He brings Gaither up by the head...vertical suplex! Pulls him up again...vertical suplex! Pulls him up again...holding! Holding! Holding as Gaither's face begins to turn red! And drops him face first onto a knee strike! He hooks the leg for the win! 1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!! Freya Kane-Ragnal-Davis can't believe it! She was sure it was three for her hubby!
Quadros: Damn close.
Dexter Davis doesn't complain as he continues to keep the momentum rolling in his direction. He brings Gaither up and sends him hard into a corner back first. Running full head of steam and NO! He eats a Gaither elbow to the jaw! The 'Golden Eagle' explodes out of the corner with an Iron Claw to the face for the stun!
Franks: Iron Claw! What a move by Gaither to halt Davis' momentum!
Davis tries to fight it off by powering the Claw away from his face! No good! Gaither has it in deep as he's pushing his opponent back towards mid-ring. He releases Davis with a push off, allowing the Primetime Champion to stand in the middle of the ring stunned. Right jab from Gaither. Right jab! Right jab! Right jab! Right jab! He whips Davis off towards the ropes. Here comes Dexter Davis and BOOM! Jack Gaither leveling spear!
Quadros: That's what this arena sounds like after that.
Hook of the leg for the win! 1!...2!...2.99989898489787898799!! Clutch KICK OUT!! “Dexter! Dexter! Dexter!” Jack Gaither gets to his feet and knows his has his opponent right where he wants him. He's calling for Dexter Davis to get up as he stands behind him. The Primetime Champion gets up and Gaither pounces for the SAMBA SLAM!!
Dexter Davis rolls through and lands on his feet! He catches Gaither as he turns around with a rana into a cover! 1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!!
Quadros: Dexter Davis almost retained again, Carl.
They both scramble to their feet once again for vie for the advantage. Chop Dexter! WHOOO! Chop Gaither! WHOOO! Chop Dexter! WHOOO! Chop Gaither! WHOOO! Davis! WHOOO! Gaither! WHOOO! Davis! WHOOO! Gaither! WHOOO! Dexter...NO! Ducked by Gaither as he goes around the back! German suplex! Bridge! 1!...2!... THREEEEENOOOO! KICK OUT! Both back up! Gaither swings but this time Dexter Davis ducks! Kick to the gut of the challenger...New York Drive-By driver! Cover by Dexter Davis! 1!...2!... THREEEEEENOOOOO!!
Franks: Hell these two are taking it to each other!
Quadros: This opportunity must mean a lot to them both.
Dexter Davis sends Jack Gaither off towards a corner. Reversed! Davis hits the turnbuckles. Here comes Gaither with a full head of steam. NO! Dexter Davis powers himself up and does the splits like he's a friggin gymnast!
Quadros: Freya liked that too. Probably didn't know her man was that flexible.
Davis grabs Gaither by the head from the top turnbuckle and hits a Tornado DDT! The 'Golden Eagle' has been spiked head first into the mat! Dexter Davis scrambles to his feet and runs towards the corner again, leaping to the top. Without hesitation he jumps off with an imploding somersault legdrop! FREYA'S WISH!! Jack Gaither has been flattened! Cover! 1!...2!...THREE!! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ferdinand: The winner of this match and STILL Premiere Wrestling Alliance Primetime Champion...DEXTER DAAAAAVIS!!
Franks: Dexter Davis does it again and retains! If you aren't taking notice of this kid by now then you will be in for a rude awakening when you find yourself matched up against him.
Quadros: Fair dues to him. Jack Gaither just knows how to lose these matches I think. But so did Nighthawk so meh, who knows?