Post by Mat on Jul 27, 2018 21:53:48 GMT -5
Saturday, June 15, 2013
BankUnited Center
Coral Gables, Florida
Episode I
The cameras pan across the audience of about 7,000, until settling on the announce table.
Mike Vincent: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the very first show of Alternative Xperience Wrestling! We are live from the BankUnited Center in Coral Gables, Florida, and streaming for free on AXW.com! I'm Mike Vincent, alongside my broadcast partner, Benji Mathews!
Benji Mathews: How do I always get stuck with you? Luke said nothing about you being here.
Mike Vincent: And that's the man we're all expecting now, AXW founder and owner, Luke Mathews!
After a few seconds "We Are" transitions into "This Fire Burns", and out walks Luke Mathews to a mixed reaction. He's wearing jeans and an AXW "Est. 2013" t-shirt. He steps into the ring, receiving a microphone.
Luke Mathews: Welcome, to the first show of Alternative Xperience Wrestling!
Pop.
Luke Mathews: When TCW closed, I could've went somewhere else and continued wrestling, but I wanted to do something different. So here we are, AXW. Also, to make things interesting, we don't have a ten count ring out. We have a twenty count. And we don't sugar coat the Women's Division by calling them "Divas", or anything else, they are strong, powerful, ass kicking WOMEN. Tonight, you'll see a couple women in action as we kick off the AXW Women's Championship Tournament, while the rest of the matches will be a part of the AXW Championship Tournament.
The beautiful sounds of Ludwig van Beethoven’s Ode to Joy plays on the arena sound system to a chorus of boos.
Mike Vincent: Not this buffoon.
Benji Mathews: Cameron Rockefeller is no buffoon, he is a man of integrity, something you have none of.
Mike Vincent: Well fans at home, you got a good minute if you need to take a quick bathroom break or if you need a snack or something.
Benji Mathews: That is completely disrespectful.
As if to further incur the ire of the crowd, "Mr. Integrity" Cameron Kennedy Rockefeller allows the song to play for almost a full minute, emerging at the 52 second mark of the crescendo! "Mr. Integrity" steps through the curtain, and pauses, looking around at the booing crowd. He smirks slightly, soaking in their reaction, while straightening the tie of his perfectly crafted Hugo Boss suit. He then begins to walk slowly to the ring, sneering disdainfully at those sitting ringside as he walks past, ensuring no one is close enough to touch him. As he slowly ascends to the top ring step, he pauses again and looks at the crowd, smirking again, and shaking his head. He wipes off his wrestling boots on the apron, then steps through the ropes, and holds his hands out, and tips his head back ever so slightly, with a huge smile on his face as he soaks in the crowd's hatred. He removes the United States of Integrity Championship, holding it high into the air before resting it onto his shoulder. He shakes hands with Luke Mathews.
Cameron Kennedy Rockefeller: Mr. Mathews, it is an honor that you have signed me to be apart of this alternative experience, however, as the longest reigning champion in this company and the holder of the most prestigious title in this company, why waste everybody's time with this foolish tournament and declare a paper champion, when you can just declare myself as the main champion of this company?
Luke takes a second to ponder this.
Luke Mathews: That's not a bad idea, Cameron, --
Before Luke can continue, he is interrupted by Digital Summer's "Playing the Saint". Duncan Aries walks onto the stage.
Duncan Aries: Now wait just a minute. You know, when I left CCW and later returned, I thought I got rid of the scum that is CK. But then CCW closed, and I went to TCW. And it turns out, a little shithead was waiting for me. (Aries has now entered the ring) And then TCW closed, and I knew you'd try to weasel away from me, and it's then that I realized, it's not that I can't get rid of you, it's YOU that can't rid of ME. Now, Luke, I know you're butt buddies with with this chumpstain, but if you're as big a fucktard as you look and make him the world champion of this company, this place is gonna be on its deathbed before it's even born.
Luke Mathews: Duncan, that's real cute. Butt buddies? Fucktard? That's the best you got? I was generous enough to give you a job, and that's the way you're going to treat me? There's a reason why I hired both of you. You both are phenomenal in-ring performers, and there's still a score to be settled between the two of you. And Duncan, had you not interrupted me and let me finish, you would have seen that I'm NOT going to make the United States of Integrity Championship the main title.
Cameron Kennedy Rockefeller: What?!
Luke Mathews: Here's the deal. The AXW Championship Tournament is still on. Both of you will be competing in it. Cameron, you do make a solid point, being the most prestigious champion here, so if you do win the entire tournament, then your United States of Integrity Championship will be unified with the AXW Championship. You'll also be getting the night off.
Cameron Kennedy Rockefeller: With pay, right?
Luke Mathews: Yes, with pay.
Cameron says something inaudible as he shakes hands with Luke, before exiting the ring and going to the back.
Luke Mathews: Duncan, you can call me whatever childish name you want, but that's not going to get you very far here. I'm not gonna take your crap. You'll be competing tonight. For you, it will be a normal one on one match, but for your opponent, it will be a no disqualification match. Your opponent has the freedom to use any weapon he wants, even kick you right in the nuts, and it's legal. But if you do any of that Duncan, you will be disqualified and out of the AXW Championship Tournament.
Mike Vincent: That's not fair!
Benji Mathews: Duncan got himself into this mess, normally if you call your boss a fucktard you'd be fired on the spot.
Duncan Aries: Okay, Luke. I'll play your games. Throw whoever you want at me, I will beat them.
Luke Mathews: Good to hear. You have one match to get ready.
With that, Luke leaves the ring and we go to a short commercial.
*****SHORT COMMERCIAL*****
The opening riff of "Dammit" kicks in and when the whole band enters, Trent explodes from the curtain.
Salvatore Pellegrino: This opening contest set for one fall, is a first round match of the AXW Championship Tournament! Introducing first, representing Chicks and America, from Owasco, New York, weighing 217 pounds, TRRRRRENT MATHEEEEEWWWWSSS!
Mike Vincent: Jeez, how many of you guys are there?
Benji Mathews: What do you mean "you guys"? I find that derogatory.
He gets pumped up before making his way down the aisle. He high fives some fans before sliding into the ring. He climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle and scans the crowd, before climbing down.
Aerosmith's 'Dream ON' plays on the speakers as the spot lights search the arena. The music plays for quite some time before Kamikaze makes his way out from the back, white towel around his neck.
Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing 178 pounds, "Japanese Nightmare" JUSHIIIIINNNNN KIMMUUURRAAAA!
He holds each side of the towel as he makes his way down the ramp. He reaches ringside and climbs up onto the outside apron, then climbs the turnbuckle on the outside, bringing his hand up over his eyes looking around at them. He leaps into the ring, stretching out in the corner, hanging the towel over the corner.
vs. 
AXW CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
FIRST ROUND MATCH
The bell sounds and Trent extends his hand, but Jushin does not accept. Trent, realizing what kind of match this will now be, gets more serious. They circle the ring real quick before locking up. Trent, who has the slight height and weight advantage, gets Jushin in a side headlock. Jushin, still in the headlock, pushes Trent to the ropes. Trent releases, which is followed by Jushin whipping him to the other side. Trent returns and Jushin ducks down to the mat, Trent jumping over and continuing back to the ropes they started at. He again rebounds off the ropes, Jushin doing a leap frog this time. Trent continues off the ropes, looking now to take Jushin down with a clothesline. Jushin ducks the clothesline, as Trent continues to run the ropes. Jushin, immediately following the clothesline duck, runs to the opposite ropes. Both men hitting the opposite ropes, come running toward each other. They both jump into the air with the same thought in mind: dropkick. They don't accomplish anything, other than kicking each other's feet. They fall to the mat, and remain on one knee, staring down at each other. The fans cheering loud as they know they're in for an intense match.
Mike Vincent: Trent Mathews has only been a pro wrestler for less than a year, is that gonna have any effect against an opponent like Jushin Kimura?
Benji Mathews: Of course not. He may be young, but he's smart. He's got that Mathews blood in him.
Mike Vincent: Mathews blood? He was adopted, he's not related to you guys by blood.
Benji Mathews: Blood doesn't have to be literal.
Both men have reached their feet. Jushin delivers alternating kicks to the sides of Trent, before Trent manages to catch a leg. Jushin simply jumps into the air with his free foot, nailing Trent with an enzuigiri. Trent falls to his hands and knees, crawling to the ropes, trying to shake the kick off. He reaches the ropes but is met with a running face wash from Jushin. Trent rolls out to the apron, Jushin slingshots over the top rope, drilling his knee in the back of Trent. Trent rolls back into the ring. Jushin from the outside quickly climbs to the top rope, but even as quick as he was, Trent is just as quick to stop him from jumping. Trent climbs up with him, the two starting to trade blows. This goes until Jushin gives Trent a good shove, sending him crashing to the mat. Jushin leaps, hitting a Kamikaze Elbow.
One...
Two...
kickout by Trent.
Mike Vincent: Trent not looking so good in the early part of the match.
Benji Mathews: As you just said, it's early, give him some time.
Jushin brings Trent to his feet. Trent turns things around, hitting Jushin with knee strikes to the midsection. The knee strikes send Jushin back to the ropes. Trent looks to irish whip Jushin across the ring, but Jushin reverses the whip, Trent goes running instead. Trent rebounds with a leg lariat. Trent follows that up with an over head belly to belly suplex. Jushin is back to his feet and finds himself on the receiving end of a dropkick. Jushin falls backwards, the ropes right behind him, thus falling through the ropes and down to the floor. Trent goes off the far ropes, then dives out of the ring with the suicide dive. Both men on the floor, Trent is the first one to get up. Trent jumps onto the apron and jumps back off with an apron Trent's Twist. Both men down again, it takes a bit longer this time for Trent to get back up. Trent lifts Jushin up and rolls him in the ring at the ref's count of 8. Trent climbs back onto the apron. He turns to the crowd, yells "Altrentative!" signalling his finisher. He springboards off the rope, looking for Altrentative, but Jushin moves out of the way and Trent lands back first on the mat. Trent sits up, holding his back in pain. Jushin nails him with a buzzsaw kick, and goes for a cover.
One...
Two...
kickout.
Mike Vincent: Trent able to turn things around, until he missed the Altrentative.
Benji Mathews: He didn't miss, he was spot on. Not like he can change direction mid-air.
Jushin brings Trent up, and again Trent turns things around. Trent clocks Jushin with a forearm. Trent grabs Jushin's head and runs to the corner, then runs up the turnbuckles, looking for Trent the Ninja, but Jushin pushes him off and Trent goes falling over the top rope and down to the floor. When Trent begins to stir is when Jushin gets some speed, before exiting the ring via Kamikaze Suicida, taking Trent back down. Both hit the barricade pretty hard. At the ref's count of 10 is when Jushin gets up. He rolls Trent in the ring, but it takes him a second before he enters. When he does, he ends up getting caught in a Penetrention, but he manages to wiggle out of it. Jushin takes Trent down with some Japanese Takeout, and goes for a cover.
One...
Two...
kickout.
Mike Vincent: Trent barely kicking out of that.
Benji Mathews: Hey, he has a full three count. Using up as much time as he can to catch his breath before he takes it to Jushin.
Jushin decides enough is enough. He lifts Trent up, only to bring him back down with a Hurts Donut. Jushin then double rope bounces to get speed for the Kamikaze Kick, and finishes it off with the Kamikaze Driver.
One...
Two...
Three!
"Dream On" plays in the arena.
Salvatore Pellegrino: The winner of this match, JUSHIN KIMURA!
The scene ends on Jushin with his arm raised, looking down on Trent. The camera cuts backstage.
Craig Brooks: Ladies and gentlemen my guest at this time, Duncan Aries.
The camera zooms out to see Duncan Aries.
Craig Brooks: Duncan, it seems no matter where you go, the odds are always against you. In CCW, TCW, and now here, you're already in an unfavorable match.
Duncan Aries: Unfavorable? You got it wrong, Greg. Y--
Craig Brooks: It's Craig.
Duncan Aries: Don't interrupt me.
Craig Brooks: Sorry.
Duncan Aries: Anyway, you say this match isn't in my favor, but I say it is. Whoever my opponent is can use whatever he wants. He can hit me with a chair, or any other weapon, and it's legal. If I do that, I get disqualified. But that's okay. I don't need a weapon. I got these. (He raises his fists into frame, before looking right into the camera) So, "mystery opponent", whoever you may be, bring everything you want to the table, bring the damn kitchen sink, nothing will help you beat me. I will be victorious, and do you know why, Craig? (his eyes never leave sight of the camera)
Craig Brooks: Be--
Duncan Aries: Because I'm Duncan fuckin' Aries!
With that, Duncan walks out of frame.
*****COMMERCIAL*****
Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest set for one fall, is a first round match in the AXW Championship Tournament! Now for Duncan Aries, he will be competing under standard rules, whereas his opponent will be competing under No Disqualification.
"Playing The Saint" by Digital Summer blares as ice blue strobelights pulse and flash. Aries emerges in his taped wrists, and ice blue leather pants with a spade printed on each leg.
Salvatore Pellegrino: Introducing first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 238 pounds, "The Spade" DUNCAAAAAAN AAAAAARRRIIIIIEEEEES!
Aries looks out at the crowd who give him a mixed reaction, bumps his fists together and walks down the ramp to the ring. He slides under the ropes into the ring and leaps up onto a turnbuckle, another look at the crowd, before jumping off and throwing some kicks and punches as his music fades.
A few seconds pass, before "Sad, but True" by Metallica blares out of the speakers and Michael Jacobs comes out of the curtains. He raises his two fists in the air, while his head is down, soaking up the reaction from the crowd.
Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 214 pounds, "Checkmate" MICHAAAEEELL JAAAACOOOBS!
He then makes his way to the ring as the crowd chants, "Check Mate, Check Mate!" He can't help but smirk, loving the fans and their support. He jumps on the apron and hops to the ring. He then walks to the middle of the ring and raises his fists up high again while lowering his head.
vs. 
AXW CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
FIRST ROUND MATCH
The match begins with a lockup, which sees Duncan gaining control. Duncan has control until Michael manages to exit the ring, grabbing a chair, handing it to Duncan, telling Duncan to hit him. Duncan would hit him, with a hard right hand. Michael would try to use the chair to his advantage, but Duncan would prevent him from doing so. During the match, Ms. Integrity would come down to ringside, in an effort to try to distract Aries. Instead Jacobs is distracted, telling her to leave and that he needs no help. Jacobs then found himself in an Ace of Spades. He refuses to tap out, and eventually passes out, giving Aries the win.
Post match, Aries backs up the ramp, blowing a kiss at Ms. Integrity, mocking the backfired plan. That is until CKR runs from the back, delivering a loaded punch to the back of Aries' head.
The cameras cut to the locker room, where we see Chicks and America.
Hoffman LeGrand: Dude, tough loss, man.
Ricky Diamond: Good match though.
Trent Mathews: Well, I may not get a world title shot, but hey, there's still tag team titles to be won, too.
Ricky Diamond: Yeah, what's the deal with those? Your old man tell you anything?
The Heroes of Today walk in.
Richard Flare: Hang on just a minute, fellas.
George Massari: If anyone wins the tag titles, it's the HOTtest tag team out there, Heroes of Today.
Richard Flare: Not only that, but one of us will also win this AXW title tournament as well.
George Massari: Yeah, and tonight I have to face sasquatch here.
Trent Mathews: Hey man, don't hassle the Hoffman!
Ricky Diamond: There's certain things you don't do around here, you don't talk smack about Hoff's hair, my beard, or Trent's ninja skills.
Trent pulls out nun chucks out of nowhere and twirls them around, before inadvertently smacking himself in the face with them.
Ricky Diamond: ...He's still learning.
George Massari: Weirdos. Let's get out of here, Rich.
Richard lets out a "WOO!" before HOT leave the room.
Blue strobe lights roams around the arena like a trance as the opening beat of "Titanium" plays. Once we hear the verse, out comes Janet Hurricane, her hoodie veil blinding her face. As the tempo gets faster and faster, we see her jumping up and down, still cannot see her face. Once the chorus begins, Janet reveals her face to the crowd and starts shadowing punching and kicking, feeling the energy of her theme song and the fans cheering.
Salvatore Pellegrino: This contest set for one fall, is a first round match in the AXW Women's Championship Tournament! Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, JAAAANEEETTT HURRICAAAAAAANE!
Then she starts walking her way to the ring, slapping a few hands from the crowd and bopping her head to the music. Once she enters the ring, she takes off her hoodie and does a couple of fist pumps, again feeling the energy of the music.
The sound of an Air Raid Siren ominously rings through the arena as Toxic by Britney Spears begins to play, but after only 7 seconds, the song transitions into a hard rock instrumental cover. Kendra steps out from the back and stops at the mouth of the ramp, hands on her hips. She glances around at all the whistles and cat calls and just shakes her head and stomps down to the ring.
Salvatore Pellegrino: And her opponent, from New York City, New York, KENDRAAAAAA RAAAYYYYNNNE!
She climbs the stairs and steps out across the apron, wiping her feet on the apron skirt before entering. She again glances a hard stare around the arena, before stretching in the corner.
vs. 
AXW WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
FIRST ROUND MATCH
Kendra Rayne and Janet Hurricane both stepped forth to the center of the ring and the referee quickly called for the bell to start the match. The two women circled up and caught each other in a collar-elbow tie up only for Kendra to back Janet towards one of the corners nearest the entrance. Kendra broke the tie up and unleashed a few stinging chops to Janet's chest to some loud groans from the audience. After a few chops connected, Janet managed to duck and run to the center of the ring where she awaited Kendra, quickly yanking her down to the mat with a fujiwara armbar as soon as Kendra approached her! She wasn't able to keep her in the move long however as Kendra quickly rolled through it to her feet and caught Janet for an impressively swift snap powerslam that she would transition almost seamlessly into a cobra clutch on the mat!
Mike Vincent: Two nice submissions from the ladies.
Benji Mathews: This is a straight up battle of the weather in this match.
Kendra yanked Janet around on the mat for a few seconds before Janet managed to get to her feet, still in the hold and jabbing elbows into Kendra's side as hard as she could. Eventually Kendra broke the hold and Janet quickly spun around with a drop toe hold that hung Kendra up over the second rope. The look on Janet's face said, “time to improvise” as she looked at the prone Kendra and rebounded off the ropes on the other end of the ring, bolting back and flying into the air with a double foot stomp straight down on Kendra's arched back! Kendra let out a yell as she fell to the mat and gripped her back while Janet pulled her to the center of the ring and went for a pin...
...One
...Two-Kickout!
Janet pulled Kendra up to her feet, making sure to plant a couple knees into Kendra's abdomen in the process before hooking Kendra's head for a vertical suplex. Kendra wrapped her leg around Janet's to stop Janet from lifting her into the air and instead countered it by lifting Janet into the air and driving her into the mat with an alabama slam! Kendra then went for the cover...
...One
...Two-Kickout!
Mike Vincent: Janet in control until Kendra turned the tables.
Kendra returned to her feet, pulling Janet up by the hair with her only to snapmare her back down by the hair again followed by a sharp kick to the spine that made even the audience cringe! Kendra picked Janet up once again and threw her shoulder first into a ring post on the far the far side of the ring before working her over with several strikes in the corner. Janet slumped to the mat but Kendra wouldn't let her stay down for long as she pulled her in towards the center of the ring and lifted her to her shoulders in a powerbomb position. Kendra walked back towards the turnbuckle, aiming to powerbomb Janet straight into it when Janet managed to slip out over her shoulders behind her, only to plant Kendra with a huge and somewhat unorthodox roundhouse kick to the side of the head! Kendra stumbled back into the corner and Janet jumped on the opportunity, lifting Kendra onto the turnbuckle and following her to the top as well! Janet rose an arm into the air upon reaching the top of the turnbuckle with a smile on her face, playing to the audience as she lept into the air and wrapped her legs around Kendra, looking to throw her to the mat with a frankensteiner, but Kendra countered! Kendra used her impressive strength to pull Janet back up to her shoulders in a powerbomb position and threw her mercilessly down to the mat where Janet collided with the hard canvas with a horrific thud!
Mike Vincent: Kendra's strength might be too much for Janet to handle.
Benji Mathews: You'd think a hurricane would be stronger.
Janet rolled around in pain on the mat and Kendra threw her arm into the air to a chorus of boos from the audience before jumping down to the mat and lightly kicking Janet, saying, “that's it?” Kendra shrugged he shoulders and yanked Janet's stumbling carcass to a standing position and to the center of the ring, taunting the audience by shouting, “Tell AXW that you want to see me face some real competition next time!” Kendra spent a little too much time with her boasts however as Janet regained her composure enough to start slamming desperate forearms into Kendra's face followed by the Tropical Storm (Forward Russian Legsweep)! Kendra's face bounced off the mat and Janet scrambled in for the pin, still holding her back...
...One
...Two
...Three-No!
Kendra got her shoulder up at the last second!
Mike Vincent: Close call, Janet almost got the win.
Benji Mathews: Almost doesn't count, she needs to do more to keep Rayne down.
Janet grabbed at her hair before standing up, weakly still sporting a noticeable look of lingering pain on her face and back, but Kendra was soon to follow with an angry look on her face. Janet tried once more to lob punches in Kendra's direction, but Kendra quickly blocked and kicked Janet in the gut, and pulling her in, shouting, “This is wrestling!” out to the audience before hoisting her into a standing butterfly cradle and dropping her with a suspended snap butterfly DDT! Kendra went in for the pin...
...One
...Two
..Three!
"Toxic" plays throughout the arena.
Salvatore Pellegrino: The winner of this match, KENDRA RAYNE!
With Kendra's win, we go to commercial.
*****COMMERCIAL*****
The Replacements' "Anywhere's Better Than Here" kicks off and Hoffman LeGrand saunters down the aisle, smoking a cigarette and sipping a margarita. He wears a tweed jacket, horn-rimmed glasses, vintage rock tee, corduroy pants, and beat up Chuck Taylor shoes.
Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest set for one fall, is a first round match in the AXW Championship Tournament! Introducing first, representing Chicks and America, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is "The Shizz" HOFFMAAAAN LEEGRAAAANNNDD!
Basically looking like he just got out of bed, he tosses off the jacket and tee and snaps his ever-present suspenders, finally removing his glasses as he climbs the apron and lounges in the corner waiting for the match to start.
“YES” by LMFAO plays as George Massari comes out with Richard Flare trailing behind him along with two beautiful models on each arm and wearing their merchandises. George bends down in one knee and does the Tim Tebow pose while his entourage praises him Richard Flare starts wooing as the group known as HOT struts their way to the ring.
Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, being accompanied by Richard Flare, representing Heroes of Today, weighing in at 221 pounds, GEOOORGE MAAAAASSARRRIIII!
We hear George singing the lyrics of the song and grooving to the beat. Once they approached the ring, one of the models gives George a good luck kiss and Richard Flare screams that he is the man! George takes off his “Finally Infamous” t-shirt before tossing it to the crowd. He slides into the ring and goes straight to the turnbuckle. He does the “Number one” pose before jumping off and awaits for the match to start.
vs. 
AXW CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
FIRST ROUND MATCH
A pretty even back and forth match. Richard Flare at ringside has been a bit of a distraction to LeGrand, which would cause "My Own Worst Enemy" to play, signalling the arrival of LeGrand's teammates. Trent and Ricky would walk to ringside, carrying trampolines with two chicks in American Flag bikinis walking after them. They would set the trampolines down, and the chicks then bounced on them for the rest of the match. Despite the bouncing distractions, George Massari found victory by a pinfall which saw grabbage of tights as well as use of ropes. This would ignite a brawl between the two teams, which saw C&A standing tall in the ring, as HOT were outnumbered and decided the trio was not worth their time.
*****COMMERCIAL*****
A LOUD Freight Train Whistle Blows, before the starting intro of “Here comes the Boom” – by Nelly begins as the big man from the D, known as FRAY8TRAIN makes his way out from behind the curtain. He flexes his pecks and rolls his shoulders as he looks around at the audience. He then poses in a slow double arm muscle pose in front of his chest, then mimics’ his ‘Dropping Da Bomb’ first drop on the floor, before looking up towards the ring with a smile. He then rises to his feet and lightly bounces on the balls of them, while shadow boxing.
Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest set for one fall is your main event, and is a first round match in the AXW Championship Tournament! Introducing first, representing Ground N' Pound, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 250 pounds, "The GameChanger" FRAAAAAAYYYY8TRAAAAIIIIIN!
He then begins towards the ring while slapping as many hands fans as possible. He reaches ringside and leaps up onto the ring apron, gripping the top rope. He ducks under the top rope and enters the ring. He rises to the nearest corner and repeats the strong man pose, showing off his Adonis like physique.
The opening chill and beat of “Hell” by Disturbed comes forth from the PA system, red strobelights pulsing to the beat, a very eerie hue of red. When the guitar and roar of vocals hit, flames explode. Through the smoke comes Fallen Angel, clad in a long crimson colored trenchcoat, which is covering his black t-shirt and matching leather pants. He holds a black scepter cane in his hand as he begins his slow walk to the ring, a truly sinister stare plastered on his face.
Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from Devil's Tower, Wyoming, weighing in at 280 pounds, FALLEEENN AAAANGEEELLL!
He pays no mind to the crowd and reaching the steel steps enters the ring. Holding up his arms, gazing up at the heavens, he then slams his arms down, causing flames to erupt from all four posts in the ring. Sliding off his jacket and placing it next to his cane in a corner, he prepares for his encounter.
vs. 
AXW CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
FIRST ROUND MATCH
The two behemoths approached each other in the center of the ring and began to trade inaudible words back and forth to a loud cheer from the audience! The referee called for the bell as Train's body motions began to emit louder and more explosive bursts, saying things like, “WHATCHU SAY BOY?! THIS IS FRAY8TRAIN's SHOW, SO CALM YO ASS DOWN 'FORE I KNOCK IT DOWN! WOOT WOOT!” Fallen Angel's disgruntled demeanor only grew more violent and he began to raise his voice as well, shouting, “Boy!? Who are you calling a boy you fool? Even the most powerful of machines can and will be broken and you are-”. Suddenly he is interrupted by Train, who ignores him and turns to the crowd shouting, “FRAY8TRAIN IS GOING TO BEAT THIS BOY'S ASS! YEAH! YEAHHHHH-” before being blindsides with a huge forearm to the back of his head from Fallen Angel, knocking him down onto one knee!
Benji Mathews: Fray-eight-train is obnoxious.
Mike Vincent: I don't know if it's wise to anger someone like Fallen Angel, also it's pronounced "freight train".
Benji Mathews: No, it isn't. That's not how English works.
Fallen Angel continued to bludgeon Fray8train with a series of furious strikes and stomps pushing him towards the ropes. Train crawled his way towards the ropes, absorbing the attacks until he managed to get to one knee and shoved Fallen Angel with enough force to uproot Angel's footing and make him stumble back towards the center of the ring! Angel, looking furious, managed to recover quickly while Train was on one knee and he came back quickly, blasting Train with a boot to the face that caused him to fall out through the middle and top ropes to the floor below hard! Fallen Angel quickly followed him to the outside despite the referee's protests looking to begin hammering away at Train again when Train stood up suddenly and blasted Angel with another forceful push that sent Angel flying back into the turnbuckle post and the steel steps! Train charged in, looking to pancake Angel against them, but Angel saw it coming and snagged his leg for a drop toe hold, sending Fray8train bouncing off the steel steps face first! Angel returned to his feet and dislodged the steel steps, raising them high above his head readying himself to smash Fray8train with them with a psychotic look in his eyes until the referee jumped out of the ring and pleaded for him to stop lest he be disqualified!
Mike Vincent: Fallen Angel needs to be careful not to be disqualified if he wants to continue in the tournament.
Benji Mathews: He should do it anyway.
Angel's expression lightened up as he came to his senses an dropped the steel steps to the side with a thunderous crash. The referee told him and Train to return to the ring before sliding in himself and resuming his count...
...3
Train capitalized on Angel's broken attention and grabbed him around the waist, blasting him over the remaining bottom portion of the stairs into the corner post, causing his head to bounce off of it!
...4,
...5,
...6,
Train took a moment to taunt to the fans. And then returned to be caught with a massive throat thrust from Fallen Angel, sending him stumbling backwards!
...7,
...8,
Angel stood up and jumped off the lower portion of the stairs, spearing Fray8train into the barricade with a sickening thud! Angel proceeded to stomp him into oblivion as the count continued...
...9,
...10,
...11
Noticing the count, Fallen Angel moved swiftly back to the ring, rolling in and back out to break the count, intending to keep the fight going on the outside!
Mike Vincent: Angel has until the count of 20, remember.
Fallen Angel rolled back to the outside of the ring, but he didn't notice that Fray8train had set himself up in a two-point stance while he was in there. When Angel turned to face him, he was immediately floored with a high-impact Caught On the Tracks (Running spear slamming spinebuster) out on the floor! The crowd went wild as Fray8train took another moment to play to their reactions with a loud, “WOOT-WOOT!” before turning his attention back to the broken heap that was Fallen Angel. Fray8train went back on the attack, pulling Angel into a ragdoll bearhug in an impressive feat of strength before running to the other near turnbuckle and driving him full force into the steel ring post back first! Fallen Angel fell to one knee gripping his back in pain and rage as Train unloaded a series of punches to his forehead before darting up to his feet with a psychotic look on his face, gripping Train's throat and squeezing the life out of it as hard as he could! Fallen Angel backed Train up a few steps before Train returned his goozle with a goozle of his own, the both of them choking each other as hard as they could with different brands of crazy looks in their eyes! They both shoved each other back and forth in their holds until Train managed to drive through Angel's iron grip and get close enough to land a sickening headbutt straight to Angel's forehead! Angel staggered a bit and Train repeated his headbutts faster and faster until Angel's grip on his throat loosened and broke, and once it did, Fray8train immediately followed in up with a huge two handed choke slam on the floor!
Mike Vincent: Both men need to be careful not to get counted out!
...17
Fray8train noticed the referee's count and moved back into the ring, playing up the crowd the whole while!
...18
Fallen Angel got to his knee slowly, holding his back and wearing an absolutely enraged look on his face as he began to dig under the ring!
...19
Fallen Angel slid into the ring, but he wasn't alone as as he carried with him a steel chair! Fray8train was on the other side of the ring playing up the audience with his back turned when Fallen Angel shot forth and as soon as Train turned around, Angel leveled him with a huge chair shot right to the forehead!
Salvatore Pellegrino: The winner of the match by disqualification, FRAY8TRAIN!
Mike Vincent: What's Angel doing?!
Benji Mathews: Pummeling Fray-eight-train. Good for him.
Fallen Angel went absolutely nuts, slamming the chair down into Fray8train's back over and over as he squinted and shouted in pain! The referee called for the bell and again, but it was no use! Eventually the referee touched Fallen Angel on the shoulder, trying to get him to break off the attack, but with one lightning fast motion, Angel whipped around and flattened the referee with another chair shot to the head before refocusing his attention on Fray8train!
Mike Vincent: I don't think Fallen Angel cares about the AXW Championship, he just wants to hurt people.
Benji Mathews: Good. That ref sucked anyway.
After a few more swings, several officials came down to the ring and pleaded with Fallen Angel to stop. The pyschotic look on Angel's face faded momentarily as he surprisingly complied and moved to the outside of the ring accompanied by an uproar of boos and shocked reactions from the crowd! The officials moved to check on the referee and Fray8train when Fallen Angel moved around the outside of the ring and stopped suddenly, noticing that the steel stairs were still laying on the ground! With a malevolent smile, the psychotic look started to return as he picked up the steel steps and tossed them into the ring, shocking and scaring the officials! Fallen Angel moved in after the stairs and quickly picked up the chair again, swinging it around furiously which caused the officials to dive to the outside of the ring in fear for their own safety! Angel kicked the fallen referee to the outside of the ring carelessly and picked up the steel stairs, waiting for the now bloody and disoriented Fray8train to stagger to his feet!
Mike Vincent: Don't turn around, Fray8train!
Benji Mathews: Turn around! Turn around!!
Fray8train stood up slowly with a far off look in his eyes as the audience pleaded for him to not turn around, but he did anyways, and when he did, Fallen Angel rushed forward crashing straight into Train's forehead with a horrifying blast of the steel steps, dropping Train to the mat almost motionless! Fallen Angel began to laugh malevolently as he dropped the steel steps in the center of the ring and pulled Fray8train's carcass to his feet! Showing impressive strength, Angel pulled the dead weight of Fray8train onto his shoulders, dragging his thumb across his throat!
Mike Vincent: Don't do it Angel!
Benji Mathews: Do it!
Fallen Angel swiveled with the large mass of humanity on his shoulders and drove him face first into the steel steps with the Euphoria (F-5)! Fray8train's body draped motionlessly over the steel steps as Fallen Angel kicked him a few times, admiring his work as he began to laugh again, raising his arms in the over Fray8train's fallen body as the show went off the air.