Jung Loc: It's not just professional wrestling..
The End: It's a way of life....
Deacon: It's about respect...
The HIT: Honor...
Mang-A-Hero: Dignity...
Jacob Arawn: Class....
"Puroresu...wrestling, at its finest. Tonight, we return to the wars of PURE...we return, to Ikusa.."
**The scene quickly cuts to a security office in the Ikusa Hall. Two security guards are stood by the closed door, with a third sat down at the metal desk. All three are dressed in blue uniforms, with the TokyoPop logo on the breast pockets. The seated guard, his black hair cut short to his head, leans forward.**
Security Guard: Let me get this straight. You were contracted, and then fired. You now have a chance to get your job back, but still aren’t contracted to appear tonight?
**The camera pans out to see the man who will put his life on the line for his job tonight against Darkstar, Joey Flash. Seated opposite the guard who put the question to him, his shoulder length blonde hair looks filthy, and is draped over his blue t-shirt. He looks exhausted, and sighs as he responds.**
Joey Flash: Yes.
Mat Waters: OK...who’s giving him airtime?
Byron Calver: Will you knock it off. He was detained trying to enter the building tonight. Do you not watch the TV channel your beloved TokyoPop has given us? The build up to this aired a few hours ago.
Hitomi Asami: No doubt Mr Wilson trying to break his morale.
Mat Waters: And later we get to see Darkstar break his neck!
Hitomi: Now, no more talking during the segments!!
**Joey leans back in his chair, the gaijin looking up at the ceiling as he folds his arms over his chest.**
Security Guard: So you took it upon yourself to enter with the crowd, then try and get to the locker rooms with no pass, so you could get ready?
**Again Joey sighs as he responds.**
Joey Flash: Yes.
Security Guard: The identification you have given is a British passport, in your name, but the forms you have produced to say you used to work here are in the name of Siena?
**Joey nods his head, and leans forward, resting his arms on the table. He places his chin in his hands, and starts to speak slowly, as if addressing a child, and in fluent Japanese.**
Joey Flash: I have explained this twice. I was hired as Siena. Mr Wilson, on an ego trip, fired me. I decided to make myself heard against the “Corporate America” ideals, and demanded my job back. I now want to wrestle under my real name, Joey Flash, instead of under an assumed pseudonym given to me by that jackass.
**Joey takes a brief pause, as the door opens, and one of the two guards stood by it gets beckoned outside. Joey looks back at the guard opposite him, and continues.**
Joey Flash: I came here tonight to prove myself and to pin Darkstar for my job back, but you have detained me. That brings us to where we are now. Me, sat here, trying to get my job back. You, no doubt with your head stuck up Jamar Wilson’s ass, trying to make sure my morale is broken so that I don’t compete to full ability tonight. Well...It isn’t going to work. Ask Mr Williams if you don’t believe me.
Mat Waters: He can’t. That moron Sean Williams is too busy removing his head from the gutter so that he can get his life handed to him tonight by Jamar!
Byron Calver: Is impartial actually in your vocabulary?
Hitomi Asami: Only in the context that he is impartial to drink. Now stop talking during the segments!!
**The security guard who previously stood by the door returns, and walks over to the seated guard, whispering in his ear. Making their excuses, the two stand and leave, the third guard following behind them. As they do so, the Ikusa Hall crowd erupt into boos and jeers as Jamar Wilson enters, with a suited Caucasian man entering behind him.**
Jamar Wilson: Well, well. What do we have here? Siena trying to ruin my parade. You’re trespassing.
**Jamar, reverting to the English language, smiles. Joey refuses to rise to the bait, and sits back, his expression neutral, but his eyes showing anger.**
Jamar Wilson: This is my lawyer, Simon Goodwill, from Goodwill, Jones and Smite Lawyers. He is here in litigation so that anything you say will be represented in evidence when I press charges against you for trespassing, and trying to enter a secured area without clearance.
**Joey smiles, and sits forward.**
Joey Flash: You seem to forget, Jamar, that tonight I can get my job back. If I do, I’m not trespassing, as the stipulation you agreed to have my contract re-instated as from the beginning of Ikusa 2. If that happens, you can’t press charges, as I am here legally. All above board.
**Joey had answered again in Japanese. Jamar looked at Goodwill and shrugged, before turning back to his “victim.”**
Jamar Wilson: Well, that as may be. But have you seen your opponent? The Mourning Star? The man who exists in your dreams? Darkstar? You’re not going to survive Ikusa, let alone your re-instatement. You won’t beat Darkstar.
**Jamar steps forward, raising his voice now that he’s in full flow.**
Jamar Wilson: A rookie? You’re not even that. You’re a green Brit, with yellow teeth to match. You don’t fit in Siena. You’re not fit to be used for Entertainment value. You’re gaijin. You’re not even puroresu. You don’t deserve to join Sean’s fight. And you sure as hell won’t be wanted in mine.
**Joey looks at Jamar, and smiles. His expression shows that of amusement, as he replies in Japanese again, trying to maintain a balance in the face of Mr. Wilson’s taunts.**
Joey Flash: I wouldn’t want to join your fight. I don’t need to be Japanese to stand up for tradition. You’re trying to destroy years of building foundations. You won’t succeed.
**Jamar, obviously riled by the comments, slams his fist down on the desk.**
Jamar Wilson: I will succeed. I will make sure that this pathetic “tradition” you hold so dear becomes nothing more than a memory. The same way you will be held when I make sure Darkstar wins that match tonight.
Byron Calver: Joey’s struck a chord.
Hitomi Asami: Someone needs to strike something when it comes to him.
Mat Waters: You’re all blind to his wisdom and ideas. What he’s doing will benefit us all. Under Mr Wilson’s expert guidance, we will make sure that entertainment takes control.
Byron Calver: You really have to stop drinking coffee.
Mat Waters: And you really need to screw a good woman. But it’s never going to happen.
Hitomi: Shut up!! Baka!!
**Goodwill steps forward, and whispers something to Jamar, who suddenly smiles again and steps back. He nods at Joey and turns to walk out, looking back once for his final word.**
Jamar Wilson: Oh...and now that you have stepped against me, I’d be watching all angles. Like every other person who steps up in revolt against me, you will fall...
**Jamar is suddenly stopped in mid-flow, as another person enters the room. This time, the Ikusa faithful give out a massive cheer. The man is none other than 80% Owner, Sean Williams.**
Mat Waters: Someone let him off of his leash? DAMNIT!
Byron Calver: Finally we have control backstage.
Hitomi Asami: Sean Williams and Jamar Wilson are on opposite ends of the ring tonight. This should be a good idea to see who has the psychological advantage. Now no more talking!!
**Sean pushes his way past Jamar, who immediately turns to him, firsts clenched. Sean shakes his head, and nods to the door. Stood outside, are two uniformed police officers.**
Sean Williams: Now, now Jamar. You should know better. This is wrongful imprisonment, and you know it. You signed a pre-contract agreement with Joey here that he is to be treat as a roster member tonight, until the match has been finished. Ergo, he is free to access the backstage area as much as the next man.
Jamar Wilson: The next man being you? Then he should be thrown out on the street.
Sean Williams: The next man being every man wrestling tonight. Including me, including you, including your partner, Ali Khadafi, Charlie Loc, Enmity, and all. Until the match is over, he is as active as you and I.
**Jamar curses under his breath, before opening his mouth to retaliate. Sean quickly interrupts him.**
Sean Williams: AND, since I am 80% Owner, and you are only here as a representative of the network, you have no jurisdiction over the building. Oh...and if you interrupt the Japanese Death Match to influence the result, I, having more control than you, will personally withdraw Khadafi from the match.
**Jamar curses again as he exits the room, not saving his energy for the match tonight. He glances back once as he leaves.**
Jamar Wilson: Point taken. However, you remove Khadafi, the fallbacks will be severe. See you out there.
**Wilson leaves the room, Goodwill following close behind. Sean turns to Joey, and sits down.**
Sean Williams: I want to praise you for standing up to Jamar. Not many people would do that.
**Joey smiles, and stands up, facing his boss.**
Joey Flash: I deserve my shot. You flew me out here to compete in PURE. I sacrificed my identity to appear, and he turns up to change things. No. I am here to compete. I had to do something to make sure I do.
Sean Williams: I can see that you have a good sense of commitment. Walk with me...
**Sean stands again, holding out his hand to shake with Joey, and both men leave the room.**
Fireworks go off in the arena as “Fighting Spirit” by Glay plays through the arena. The fans are all cheering in full force, holding up signs and wearing masks supporting their favorite superstar. The camera goes from panning around the arena to the commentary table, where Hitomi Asami sits wearing a black blouse and skirt, with Byron Calver in a white shirt, black tie, and black slacks. Mat Waters is in a Hawaiian shirt and jeans.
Hitomi: WELCOME TO PURE IKUSA!! I’M HITOMI ASAMI! Oh…and this is Byron and Mat.
Byron Calver: Did Sean Williams just recruit Joey Flash?
Mat Waters: I don’t know and don’t care! He just threatened to take Ali Khadafi out of the main event! That is sacrilege and unfair!
The End and Sandy Wong are sitting in the back by the production van, just carrying on small talk between them.
End: Hello.
The End breaks for the greeting of Jung Loc, who has stormed upon them. Giving him that much notice, The End resumes his conversation with Sandy Wong. Jung Loc is visibly angered.
Loc: Hey! You send me this letter?
Loc hands the letter over to The End. The End sighs and rips it to shreds, throwing it back in Loc's face.
End: I'm blind, dumbass. Remember?
Loc steps up to The End, the camera readjusting to show The End on the left side of the screen, Loc on the right, with Sandy's body and face blocked out in the background.
Loc: I know you have it in for me. You sore loser. I win my PURE Junior Hevayweight Title and you want to get back at me.
End: Look down.
Loc's eyes go down to the left side of his neck by the shoulder, where The End is holding his sword at Loc's neck.
End: Does this bother you? I'll put it away.
The End moves his right hand away with the sword. Loc's eyes go with the blade of the sword as The End outstretches his arm to the side and drops the sword on an equipment trunk by his side. Loc's eyes come back to The End, holding a short dagger in Loc's face.
End: I heard about your little threatening letter.
Loc: It you who sent it to me. I know it was you.
The End shakes his head.
End: You should know that I've never needed words to be threatening.
The End slips the dagger back behind his belt and retrieves his sword, sheathing it in his walking cane.
End: If I can hold you at bay like this, why the need for mind games? I don't like you, it's a given; but I don't obsess over you. You flatter yourself.
The End turns and walks away, Sandy hurrying to his side.
End: I'm not involved in whatever is happening to you, but I don't feel sorry for you. You bring these things on yourself.
Loc is left by himself. He looks around in a paranoid manner before going back to his locker room. And the camera feed goes back to the ringside commentators.
Mat: I can't believe that they actually booked this next match! Ladies and gentlemen, Joey Flash died a little later tonight. He was 22.
Byron: Joey Flash isn't just some rookie they threw in there, he's a very competent wrestler.
Mat: GOING AGAINST DARKSTAR! Seriously, what did he do to deserve this? Flirt with Ms. Gotabody? Take VP Wilson's parking space?
Hitomi: Well, he is opposed to TokyoPop like all Puroresu fans should be, stemming from his being fired on his first Ikusa by losing an impromptu Pink Slip Match. We don't have pink slips in Japan, companies are loyal to their employees, and employees are loyal to their companies. Must be one of those American things. And even if an employee is released, save for terrible misconduct they are given a good severance package and a sterling letter of recommendation to work anywhere else they desire, not thrown out on the street after a great performance like Flash did when they had him wrestle under the name "Siena" just to hide his identity.
Byron: Little bit o' animosity to VP Wilson, I see.
Mat: She'll be gone before the main event.
Hitomi: Actually, my contract states that I answer only and directly to the President of PURE, so President Sean Williams is the only person with legal authority to fire me.
Byron: I should have done that.
Mat: Quiet, Big Gay Al, the lamb slaughter begins!
"Creature of the Wheel" by White Zombie plays over the speakers, with Darkstar walking out with a confident smirk on his face.
Hitomi: Darkstar is very sure he will win this match.
Mat: The only one who doubts him is "Bi-ron" here.
Byron: What's with the break in syllables? You're making a play on my name again!
Mat: And what're you going to do about it?
Byron: *Cries*
Mat: Haha.
Darkstar slides into the ring and stays at the ropes close to the backstage entrance, even though Taki Kuonji tries to back him away.
Taki: You must move back.
Darkstar: What're you going to do, disqualify me?
Expansion Union's "Playing with Lightning" is thrown on the sound system. Joey Flash comes jogging out, determination upon his brow, hanging high above a stoic face.
Hitomi: Poetic narration. *Nods*
Flash stops outside the ring, Darkstar sitting on the middle rope holding the ropes open. Shooting a hostile glare at the former PCW Continental Champion, Joey Flash walks around and climbs in on the side.
Byron: Darkstar is one twisted individual. He may have wanted to disembowel Flash from the ropes.
Mat: That is why Flash will die. And I call his parking space right now.
Hitomi: Shh!
Taki Kuonji separates the men to their corners and Hanza Kibagame does his mike spiel.
Hanza: Welcome, PURE fans, to the first ever PURE JAPANESE DEATH MATCH! There will be no time limit, no rope breaks, no submissions... absolutely no rules until one man wins by pinfall anywhere in the arena!
Byron: No submissions? A man could be crippled many times over before the match is over.
Mat: That man being Flash Gordon, there.
Back in the ring...
Hanza: In the red corner, he is one of the PURE Jr. Heavyweight Elite Eight, and former PCW Continental Champion DARKSTAR!
Some cheers from the crowd.
Hanza: And in the blue corner, he wrestled formerly under the identity Siena, and has returned to prove that he is indeed worthy of being a PURE wrestler JOEY FLASH!
Hanza climbs out of the ring and the bell rings.
Hitomi: There are more cheers actually for Flash.
Mat: He's still the 6-feet-underdog going into this match.
Darkstar and Flash lock up in the middle of the ring. Darkstar backs Flash to the corner; Flash, not wanting to be caught at a disadvantage, falls down into an arm drag. Darkstar tumbles to his feet and feints a charge at Flash. Flash flinches and Darkstar just laughs and circles the former Siena.
Byron: Darkstar just wants to play with Joey Flash.
Mat: Nothing wrong with playing with your prey before you finish it.
Darkstar moves back in to lock-up, as does Flash, but Darkstar instead opts to kick Flash in the gut. He follows up with some sucker punches and a close diving clothesline. Flash gets back up and gets whipped to the ropes, with Darkstar setting up in a three-point stance and clocking Flash with a jumping shoulder block to the head.
Hitomi: Not the most damaging offense, Darkstar wants to show up Flash.
Mat: He can do that just by standing still.
Darkstar follows in as Flash rolls over to the ropes.
Mat: Running away already.
Byron: Darkstar grabs a head of Joey Flash's hair.
Low blow! Darkstar hunches over from the temporarily legal move. Joey Flash gets to his feet and locks Darkstar in a standing gutwrench, and lifts him up and over throwing him over the top rope.
Byron: 360 gutwrench suplex to the floor!
Darkstar cracks a tooth on the floor from the landing. Flash crouches down and pulls himself up on ropes.
Byron: Springboard somersault leg drop!
Hitomi: THUNDER CLAP!
Flash lands on the back of Darkstar's head, but also seems to hurt his tailbone from the move.
Mat: Idiot. All he did was make Darkstar angry.
Flash gets up and rolls back into the ring. He stands up with his hand over his lower back.
Byron: That move may have lasting effects on Flash as well as Darkstar.
Joey Flash turns around and catches a chair flying at his head.
Hitomi: SPRINGBOARD SOMERSAULT DROPKICK!
Mat: Hahahaha!
Byron: Joey Flash suffers the chair shot to the face from the dropkick!
Darkstar thinks about pinning Flash, but decides to have more fun.
With the chair lying on the mat, Darkstar picks up Joey Flash in a Fireman's Carry and moves over to the corner.
Mat: "Bi," can you name that move?
Byron: Unholy Driver onto the top turnbuckle. And don't call me "Bi."
Locking his arms around the waist/upper-thighs of Joey Flash, Darkstar lifts up and spins Flash 360 to drive his face back down into the turnbuckle.
Hitomi: Wheel of Pain!
Darkstar repositions himself and pulls the falling Flash down over his knees in a backbreaker rack variation. Turning from 100 Proof, Darkstar goes into a deep Boston Crab.
Hitomi: This submission will not win the match for him, but it will damage young Flash's back.
Mat: He's not thinking about winning, even though he will. He's destroying Flash-in-the-Pan.
The Boston Crab goes into a Camel Clutch.
Byron: Darkstar is weakening Joey Flash, as scary and demented as he looks he is a very competent wrestler and always has a game plan.
Mat: Now you're getting it.
Pulling up, Darkstar brings Flash to his feet out of the submission. Flash is locked in an inverted facelock and lifted up off the mat, then carried a short distance and dropped onto the chair with a twisting elbow drop.
Mat: Endorphine Rush!
Hitomi: And he will pin Joey Flash on the chair.
Taki Kuonji dives to count the pin.
1... 2... KICKOUT!
Darkstar just laughs at Joey Flash and backs away to the ropes as the underdog tries to stand.
Byron: Joey Flash is getting up to his knees.
Darkstar springs off the second rope for the Prayer Wheel DDT.
Hitomi: SUPERKICK!
Mat: Lucky hit.
Darkstar falls flat on his back from the kick to the chin. Joey Flash drops to his knees and rests his head on the mat.
Crowd: LIGHT-NING! LIGHT-NING! LIGHT-NING!
Hitomi: The fans are behind Flash, hoping for him to recover.
Darkstar recovers first, holding his jaw and spitting a little bit of blood on the mat from his mouth. He grabs Flash for a Russian Legsweep. Arm free, Joey Flash throws a couple of back elbows at Darkstar's nose. A spinning leg sweep goes into a standing corkscrew elbow drop.
Byron: Flash at Heart!
Taki: 1... 2... ......2!
Joey Flash brings Darkstar back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Darkstar reverses the whip, but Flash flips over the ropes to the apron. A follow-in extended crescent kick.
Mat: Can you feel the music? The Sweet Chin Music?!
Byron: Flash ducked it.
Hitomi: And Darkstar crotched himself on the ropes.
Darkstar falls off the ropes and rolls back to the middle of the ring to prevent immediate attack from Joey Flash.
Mat: Darkstar is the only one who can beat Darkstar, Joey Flash's offense won't do anything.
Darkstar sits up to his knees. STORM BREWING!
Hitomi: Joey Flash is neglecting the cover following the Springboard Spinning Heel Kick.
Mat: Rookie mistakes from a supposed acclaimed international wrestler. Please.
Joey Flash sets the chair up in the middle of the ring. Darkstar steps on the chair and jumps onto Flash's shoulders to give him a Frankensteiner back onto the chair.
Byron: Flash blocked it!
Flash holds Darkstar from the flip, but Darkstar releases his legs and swings his legs back to the floor, taking Joey Flash over with a back body drop.
Hitomi: Flash held on, Sunset Flip!
Joey Flash stands up and pulls Darkstar back up onto his shoulders. Darkstar punches Flash in the head and drops to the mat on his feet.
Mat: Darkstar's just the better--
Byron: Knee Lift!
Joey Flash doubles over his opponent and lifts him back up for a powerbomb. A flipout with the head locked. Samurai Driver! No, Darkstar just lowers Flash's head to lift him up in his own powerbomb, but the fall is forward with the head locked for a 3/4 Headlock Bulldog.
Hitomi: CROSSBEARER! Flash's chin impacts the shoulder of Darkstar but his body crashed down on the chair!
Darkstar rolls Flash back to the mat and pins him.
1... 2... 3No!
Darkstar stomps down on Joey Flash and pulls him up, whipping him into the ropes. Flash manages to reverse it. Drop Toehold on the chair! Flash comes back behind Darkstar. German Suplex!
Byron: Two desperation moves, but the lifting aggravated that injured back.
Mat: Can't capitalize because he's stupid!
Darkstar and Joey Flash get up slowly, rising at the same time. Darkstar lunges at Flash with a forearm to the head and throws a few more weak ones to back Flash to the corner. Caught in the corner, Darkstar just unloads with punches to the face.
Mat: CHEAP SHOT!
Darkstar is hunched back down from the second low blow of the match from Joey Flash, and dragged down into a Manhattan Drop. Darkstar tenderly steps away, Flash follows him in kicks him in the gut. Evenflow DDT!
Byron: Darkstar's head got spiked harder than a volleyball from that DDT!
Mat: You just made me think about Dead Or Alive Beach Volleyball for the X-Box. Mmm... smoothly pixelated bouncing breasts... *Orgasms*
Joey Flash still favors his back, but steps out to the apron as Darkstar attempts to rise.
Hitomi: SLINGSHOT DDT!
1... 2... .....3No!
Joey Flash rolls out of the ring and goes under the ring.
Mat: A ladder? Joey Flash can't keep this a clean match?
Byron: Darkstar's made very clear use of a chair.
Mat: But it's cute when he uses weapons!
Joey Flash jabs Darkstar in the midsection through the ropes with the ladder. Releasing the ladder, it falls to the mat underneath Darkstar.
Hitomi: Joey Flash is climbing up to the top rope. He's walking the ropes... Sitting Splash onto the ladder crashing into Darkstar's face!
Byron: It's all legal.
Joey Flash slides into the ring and brings the ladder with him, placing it on top of Darkstar. He runs off the ropes and steps on the ladder, hopping to the ropes, and springing back off with a moonsault.
Hitomi: FLASH OF BRILLIANCE!
Crowd: LIGHTNING KID! LIGHTNING KID!
Byron: That's Joey Flash's old ring name from when he wrestled in Mexico.
Joey Flash rolls off of the ladder, holding his chest.
Mat: Now he's created two injuries for himself. Jesus, were does Williams find these people?
Darkstar pushes the ladder off of himself and tries to pull himself up on the ropes.
Byron: Darkstar is quickly recovering, he's been in matches that could make this one seem tame.
Mat: Darkstar has been fighting since he was a kid. Can't get tougher than that.
Darkstar gets up first and brings Joey Flash to his feet first. He just deadlifts Flash into the air and drops him onto the ladder with Static Cling. Flash flails his arms and legs in pain but doesn't move.
Hitomi: That might have been the move that broke his back.
Darkstar tilts his head and ceases his attack for a moment, just looking at Flash. He laughs, though A sick cackling of a laugh. Darkstar drags Joey Flash to his feet and whips him away. Flash falls to the ropes. Darkstar turns his back and laughs even harder.
Byron: I've never seen Darkstar laugh like this.
Darkstar turns back to Joey Flash. SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK!
Hitomi: Joey Flash will not give up!
Slapping the mat with his hands to psyche himself up, Joey Flash charges Darkstar as he tries to get to his feet. A whip away to the ropes, Darkstar reverses the whip. Joey Flash pulls Darkstar along with him. Jump Swinging DDT! Joey Flash brings Darkstar back to his feet and lifts him up for a Fisherman's Buster!
Mat: It's only a matter of time before his body gives up.
Joey Flash rolls onto Darkstar for the cover.
1...
2...
NO!
Joey Flash sets up the ladder and starts to climb to the top.
Mat: Amazing the sheer amount of idiocy he displays by the second. Anything he can do from up there will ruin his back whether or not he lands it.
Hitomi: Some people would be impressed by his willingness to throw caution to the wind to put on a good show and win his match.
Mat: Those people are workman's comp lawyers.
Darkstar gets up a bit wobbly but sees Flash climbing the ladder. Instead of knocking the ladder over, Darkstar climbs up with him.
Byron: Darkstar has seen the tops of many ladders, but it's almost never a good place to be.
Hitomi: Joey Flash can only wait for Darkstar to get to the top of the ladder.
Darkstar hurries up the ladder and punches at Flash; the two exchange blows until Flash blocks a punch and throws a roundhouse kick over the ladder to Darkstar's head.
Mat: Vicious kick... against a kid.
Flash grabs Darkstar and lifts him up high.
Hitomi: Flash is known to use a stalling brainbuster. From this height it would surely end the match.
Byron: If not a career.
Against the strain of his injured back, Joey Flash holds Darkstar in a vertical suplex position until he just can't stand anymore, dropping down with Darkstar.
Hitomi: DARKSTAR LANDED ON TOP OF JOEY FLASH!
1!
2!!
3!!!
Winner: Darkstar
Darkstar rolls off, and pulls himself up on the ropes. He looks at Joey Flash, seemingly concerned that he's okay. But the Mourning Star leaves it at that and exits the ring with his hands raised above his head.
Byron: Where's Mat?
Mat is up in the crowd with a vendor's outfit on.
Mat: Get your "I Saw Darkstar Kill Light-Bulb" T-shirts here!
The screen goes black as the word-DILUTED flashes across the screen,
dripping with blood. “Diluted” by Slipknot begins to play as a picture of
the Gekito Cup flies from left to right. A TokyoPop logo fades in as a
distorted Japanese woman’s voice begins to grow ever louder. The TokyoPop
logo blinks a few times then shatters as a picture of Enmity appears on the
screen. She speaks English, but the voice is very distorted.
Voice: Raised in a broken home...dealt with a broken society...hate flows
through his veins.
One after another, images of Enmity’s PURE acts flash across the screen.
From his entrance with winning the Gekito Cup, to his attempted murder of
his father. From ending Christopher Kanox’s career... to beating Deacon
senseless.
Voice: His alliance falls with the infamous TokyoPop...his fate rests in
Jamar Wilson’s hands. His sudden impact on this Puro federation has been
felt by the roster; particularly Christopher Kanox and Deacon.
Voice: Faced with adversity...drowned in sorrow...torn by anger...hate flows
through his veins. He feels nothing...no remorse...no pity...nothing. And
with all this sh*t thrown into his face...hate flows through his veins.
The image of the cars smashing one another grows ever big on the screen, and
then the image of Sean Williams announcing Enmity will be facing a mystery
opponent on this Ikusa.
Voice: What does Williams have in store for him...tonight? What new obstacle
could be possibly thrown at Enmity on this eve? Only time will tell...
Another shot of Enmity appears on the screen as the TokyoPop logo resides
over it. The woman’s voice fades out, as Enmity’s fades in.
Enmity: And with that...hate flows through my veins...
The screen fades to black...
Byron: Our next match looks quite interesting. It’s a Survivor match-up with ten of PURE’s newest stars, even including the veteran Carl Cash.
Hitomi: All of our competitors are already in the ring, so let’s bring it to the introductions.
In the ring, all ten bloodthirsty newcomers eye each other, the sides already drawn. Carl and Jay Cash whisper something to each other as the ring announcer climbs through the middle ropes. Both teams warm-up a little as the crowd grows restless.
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen… The following match is Survivor Series rules! To my left, the team of Vito Wynn, Agent X, Aaron Moore and Phreak!!
A small pop for the team, but the crowd is getting anxious to see some action.
Ring Announcer: …and to my right, the team of Carl and Jay Cash, Adrian Kade, Scottywood and A-J Paaaalmer!!!
A slightly large pop for the better-known names, but nothing fascinating. Carl stays in the ring as his partners exit, while the Phreak is the first man in from his team. The bell rings and the two circle each other.
Byron: Well, these former N-Dubbers look like they’re about to get it on!
Mat: You’d like that, wouldn’t ya By.
Cash locks up with Phreak and flips him with a snapmare. Phreak gets to his feet quickly and walks into an armdrag. He gets up again and charges, but Cash tries yet another armdrag. Phreak sees it coming however, and plants his feet. He rolls Cash into Tiger position and suplexes him. He covers, 1…kick out by Cash.
Hitomi: Fast paced action to start the match.
Cash gets up but is caught by a hurricanrana by the Phreak, sending him slamming onto the mat. He rolls to his feet and baseball slides under the Phreak, catching him off guard, only to bounce off the ropes and come back with a huge bulldog. Almost just as quick, he takes to the top rope and comes off with a frogsplash, taking the air out of the Phreak. 1…2…kick out! Cash gets up and tags in AJ Palmer, allowing him to take a breather.
Byron: These newcomers are moving fast tonight, I can barely keep up with the action in the ring!
Mat: God, someone wake me when something cool happens.
Palmer comes in and drags the Phreak to his feet, then quickly executes a quick DDT. He reaches down to lift the Phreak to his feet, but is surprised by the wrestler suddenly kicking him in the forehead sickeningly, staggering him. The Phreak kip ups and drives a knee to his abdomen and lifts him into the air, delivering a sick GANSO BOMB! He quickly hooks the leg, 1…2…3!!
AJ PALMER IS ELIMINATED!
Byron: WHOOOOOOA!!!!!!
Hitomi: Just goes to show you that unlike certain ‘federations’ over-seas, finishes can come from nowhere, even on seasoned wrestlers like AJ Palmer!
Byron: Regardless, AJ Palmer is eliminated early on in a shocking turn of events! The Phreak came outta nowhere with that!
Mat: *snore*
As the Phreak is recovering though, he doesn’t Adrian Kaid moonsault from the top-rope. It isn’t an ordinary moonsault however, as he turns it into a DDT in mid-flight, bouncing the Phreak’s head off the mat.
Hitomi: What innovation!
Kaid quickly lifts him off the ground and sets him up in a Tigerbomb position, but before he can get him off, the Phreak breaks free and sends a kick to Adrian’s abdomen. Instead of capitalizing though, he rolls off his back and tags in Aaron Moore.
Byron: “Infamous” Aaron Moore takes the ring now to face off against Adrian Kaid.
Moore gets up in Kaid’s face quick by pushing him, but Kaid reacts with a scissor sweep. Moore’s face bounces off the mat, but he gets up quick and snap suplexes Kaid to the mat. Adrian gets up but stumbles into another suplex, tiring him out. Once he staggers to his feet again, Moore rolls him onto his shoulders and DVDS HIM INTO THE MAT!
Byron: What an impact Moore is making tonight!
Instead of covering though, Infamous tags in his partner, Agent X, who throws himself to the top-rope and comes off the top with a twisting body splash. The ref hits the mat while X hooks both legs. 1…2…3!!
ADRIAN KAID IS ELIMINATED!
Byron: After a good showing, Kaid is eliminated! These N-Dubbers are sure showing off skill tonight!!
Hitomi: I agree fully, so far the match has been fast paced with quick eliminations!
Jay Cash slowly climbs through the ropes, looking around noticing only he and Carl are left on there team. He looks at X, who is sitting in the corner waiting for his…
“YOU WANNA SEE AN IMPACT?”
A voice rips through the crowd as two figures slide into the ring. Jay Cash is whirled around by the two men and DOUBLE CHOKESLAM HIM TO THE MAT. X charges at the two men, but the two catch him with synchronized SUPER-KICKS TO THE TEETH!
Byron: HEY! THAT’S MICHAEL HAKIASHU AND PAUL MCMUNSON OF THE FIGHT CLUB!! WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE?!
Hitomi: AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHY ARE THEY RUINING WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN A DECENT MATCH?!
“THIS IS AN IMPACT! BURY THEM!”
The source of the voice is seen when Andrew Maclellan, Leader of the Fight Club, hops the guardrail with a microphone in hand. Meanwhile in the ring, Carl Cash slides into the ring to aid his partner, as do Aaron Moore, Vito Wynn and the Phreak! Hakiashu sees Moore coming and counters with a Greco-Roman Toss, sending Moore flying, even clearing the top-rope and collapsing at the outside.
“MCMUNSON, DESTROY THEM YOU PUSSY!”
Paul nods in agreement, exchanging rights with both Vito and the Phreak. The two men start to get the advantage however, taking McMunson into the corner. Hakiashu rescues him though by tearing Vito off of him and driving a knee into his stomach. Hakiashu then follows through lifting him up into a suplex position. When he’s on his way down though, Michael turns it into an OSAKA STREET CUTTER AT THE LAST SECOND!
Crowd: PURO! PURO! PURO!
Mat: *snore* Huh…Wha…HEY! I thought I told you to wake me up when something cool was happening!!
Meanwhile, the Phreak and McMunson exchange open-fists and Hakiashu lays the boots into Wynn’s body. Mike is surprised though, when Carl Cash whirls him around DDTs him to the floor. Carl is about to head over to Hakiashu but he’s turned around by Maclellan, who grabs him by the scruff of the neck. Andrew drops the mic and starts cursing at Cash, who downed his partner.
Byron: We all know Andrew has a short fuse…
That he does, and he proves it by with both hands actually tossing Cash up, onto his shoulders in a Powerbomb position. He brings him down hard, but groans, bringing him back up for a DOUBLE POWERBOMB! He still doesn’t break the hold though, lifting him back up a second time, completing a TRIPLE POWERBOMB! Andrew groans and strains more, pulling the now heavy but limp Cash up a third time. Instead of letting him go down for the ride again, however, he flips Cash out of the position onto his shoulders and ends it with a huge DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!
Mat: GOOD LORD! CASH BETTER HAVE INSURANCE!
Andrew leaves his mess in the ring and picks up the mic while his partners double team the Phreak in the corner, making sure he doesn’t get interfere. Andrew smirks at the destruction in the ring, then looks to the announcing booth.
Andrew: CALVER! WHOSE MAKING AN IMPACT NOW!?
Byron acts professionally, not addressing the angry man in the ring while Mat laughs.
Mat: Oh, your gonna get it now By.
Andrew: YOU WANNA IGNORE ME?! Fine. I’LL LET MY ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS! MICHAEL, PAUL, FINISH THAT NTICW PIECE OF TRASH!
The other two fight club members nod in unison, and lift up the Phreak in a double suplex position. They hold him far above their heads, but instead of finishing the suplex, they both carefully move themselves so they are in Reverse Brainbuster position. Then, at the same time, they grab different parts of the Phreak’s tights and take him down with a DOUBLE MICHINOKU DRIVER!! The crowd goes silent in awe as Andrew laughs.
Andrew: YOUR WINNERS BY TKO, THE FIGHT CLUUUB!! Heh, that’s an impact.
The fans start to litter the ring with trash as “Fight Music” by d12 hits the speakers, allowing the shoot fighters to exit the ring area. A few trainers come down to help the few wrestlers who haven’t fled yet.
Mat: An impact is right! The Fight Club single-handedly took out EIGHT of the TEN men here!
**Scene opens in Jamar’s office where he’s playing some Final Fantasy X for Playstation. The next match is about ten minute away and Jamar is just passing the time before Melina comes in to assure him everything is good to go. **
Jamar: Goddamn that monster dude keeps cramping up my hp.
*Knock on door*
Jamar: Come in!
*Melina comes in through the door and hops on top of Jamar’s desk and passes him some papers to sort through. *
Jamar: What do we have today? Okay blah blah blah blah blah…wait, what’s this?
Melina: It’s the list of guys fighters who punched in today for Ikusa.
Jamar: Yea, I know that but why isn’t Mr. Sushiman’s name on here?
Melina: I’m not sure; he must have not arrived yet.
Jamar: ARRIVED! We’re ten minutes away from the match and Arawn needs a tag team partner. Get on the phone as soon as possible and see if we can get someone else to cover up.
Melina: Well there is one man!
Jamar: Well who is he?
Melina: He’s a DJ at Tokyo Pop clubs. He calls himself DJ Enygma and he wants to be in PURE real badly for some reason. I mean the guy has been here free styling in the parking lot since noon and has drawn quite a large crowd.
Jamar: Just let him come in and make sure he has life insurance. Right now I have no other options.
Melina: Right Away, BOSS!
** Scene fades to the Ikusa Hall parking lot, where DJ Enygma is performing in front of about fifty PURE fans. **
DJ Enygma: Okay people. I’ve been here since 11:45 this morning and I’m still holding it down for yall. So let’s start is up.
*DJ Enygma pops in a prerecorded mix of his and then grabs the microphone. *
Hour by hour I sit here and wonder
If my life was just another big blunder
Was it worth it all along?
Could I put it in a song?
What’s the difference between right and wrong?
Cause I’m giving my all
And I don’t want to fall
My dream in the end is to stand high and tall
I’m the D to the J
Nygma in the day
Don’t try and play
Cause I’m here to stay
PURE is the place I want to be
It shouts my name like its destiny.
I will prevail and be the best
I’ve been in jail and I took the test
I’m ready!
For every man and woman in my path
I’m steady!
Holding back the anger and my wrath
Michette!
Is what I’ll use to kick your ass?
The time has come and the place is here
2002 is DJ Enygma’s year.
So step to the side
Buckle up for the ride
Cause DJ Enygma is the mastermind.
WORD!
*The crowd cheers for DJ Enygma as he drops back and takes a drink from the water bottle he placed on top of his stereo. The claps slowly end, but one person is still left putting their hands together. When the crowd clears, DJ Enygma sees Melina standing there and clapping. *
Melina: Excellent performance, now be ready in five minutes for your fight.
*Melina throws Enygma a pass and a set of keys. *
Melina: Your locker room is on the third floor. There’s the key and the pass, you shouldn’t have any problems getting in. Good Day!
DJ Enygma: WORD!
The scene turns back to the announce table.
Mat Waters: Like it or leave it, just find me some scantily clad females and I’ll be good for the rest of the night.
Byron Calver: Like that’ll be the case.
Hitomi Asami: Cut it out you two, we’ve got a tag team match to get towards. Neither one of you two’s bickering shall be needed tonight!
Mat Waters: Can it lady, I can do whatever I want. If it were necessary, I’d jump on this table and have sex right out here in public!
A digestive groan is heard from Byron as he slaps his head in moral disgust of his commentating friend. As Hitomi snatches Waters off of the table, “Gothic Metal” by Tristiana cues up on the public announce system. The Arawnsaniac, Jason Arawn walks through the curtains, getting not the pleasant reception that usual PURE heads would give.
Rei Sasiki - PURE Ring Announcer: The following tag team contest is for one fall, enterting the battlefield first, from the lands of the United States, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, JASON ARAWN!
Hitomi Asami: Arawn showed great prowess in almost defeating the Mourning Star, Darkstar in the amazing ladder match showcasing Ikusa last week.
Mat Waters: He didn’t win, so why care about him?
Byron Calver: You’re supposed to care, because he is representing the federation. And you, for your heel tactics.
Mat Waters: Didn’t I tell you last week to NOT SPEAK TO ME?!
Kei Kawahara switches off “Gothic Metal” as the sound converges into a drum line sound, before...
WHOO HOO!
Suddenly, “Blur 2” breaks out as the crowd rushes into a frenzy as the spiky cardinal haired man comes into view. The absolute shock of fans to see the man sends them into more of a complete cheer as the man begins to take steps out onto the entry ramp, rushing his way to the ring.
Mat Waters: Who in the hell is that?
Byron Calver: Its...its...
Hitmoi Asami: DJ Enygma!
Rei Sasiki: His partner, from Tokyo, Japan weighing in at a crisp 210 pounds, he is the one and only....DJ ENYGMA!
Mat Waters: Wait, what happened to Mr. Sushiman?
Byron Calver: I think he ate some of -
Mat Waters: SHUT UP!
As the DJ steps into the ring, Kei Kawahara switches the music once again, causing the cheers to stagger a bit as Prayer by Disturbed as the boos begin to come into play, as the known giant Faithful Youth steps onto the entry way, methodically stalking his way to the ring.
Rei Sasiki: Their opponents, first from Sarnia, Ontario, Canada weighing in at three hundred and twenty five pounds, he is FAITHFUL YOUTH!
Hitomi Asami: Youth looking impressive as of late, coming into PURE with an objective.
Mat Waters: Yeah, an objective to stunt his growth.
Byron Calver: Hitomi, I think I can say for all of us that, you can’t deny that Faithful Youth would crush Mat Waters in a fight.
Hitmoi Asami: Amen.
As Prayer dies down, Kei Kawahara switches the music one final time as a song comes into the heads of the audience as many can’t seem to recognize who it belongs towards. The lights fall out, causing various screams from the patrons in attendance. Suddenly, a visage comes onto the screen as a most remembered mask comes into view.
Hitomi Asami: That mask, it looks familiar...
Mat Waters: Who is it? Jushin Lyger? The Great Muta? Who Hitomi?!
The visage continues as the mask dims backwards as the words; “HE’S BACK” appear on the screen, the screen shuts off, before the lights come back on and a hole appears in the middle of the entryway.
Hitomi Asami: Black Dragon a.k.a. Suicidal Stevenson!
The fans gawk in excitement as their hero, the Black Dragon hops from the inside of the hole. S2 as he’s now known today!
Mat Waters: FMV King of Extreme, it means only one thing - JAMAR SIGNING BABY!
Hitomi Asami: This is both DJ Enygma and S2’s respective debuts in the PURE ring, let’s see how the both of them start off.
Both Faithful Youth and Jason Arawn exit the ring as S2 and DJ Enygma start off the match, both of them circling each other with whimsical effect. They lock up, both men jarring for position as S2 wins the battle, being the stronger man and pushing Enygma back into a corner. S2 backs off, before, rushing back to Enygma and knocking him down with a stiff clothesline.
Byron Calver: Nice Clothsline by S2
Mat Waters: That made Byron wrestling look like Xavier Kannon!
Calver sneers at Waters as the bell sounds for this match to begin. S2 wastes no time whatsoever, taking Enygma down with a charging spear. Referee Kaneda Kasuko looked at Suicidal and saw he was using “closed fists” and pulls him off of Enygma, much to his chagrin. Suicidal explodes out of the corner, before being dragon screw leg whipped by the recovering Enygma.
Hitomi Asami: Using his leverage, Enygma pulled off that amazing move.
Mat Waters: Don’t count on it to get him points for technicality.
Byron Calver: I’d think he’d get a 9.1 on that one.
Mat Waters: Who cares about you?
Kasuko stands back, letting everything go as Enygma charges forward to meet S2, only to receive a drop toe hold for his troubles. S2 rolls back on Engyma’s ankle, locking in a Sitting Toe Hold Face Lock, better known as an STF. Enygma swings his free arm and clocks Suicidal on the side of the head repeatedly, before he breaks the hold. Enygma hobbles his way to his feet, before being dropped down with a thunderous clothesline.
Mat Waters: Die fan liker die!
Hitomi Asami: Maybe you want to be touched with your inner child Mat?
Mat Waters: Up yours!
The fans, not knowing what side to cheer for, cheer automatically. Enygma sprung back to his feet, ducking under an on coming clothesline from S2 to bounce back with a springboard elbow. Kasuko nodded, as Enygma went for the pinfall.
1
2
Kickout!
Hitomi Asami: That was a rather fast count by Kasuko.
Mat Waters: Man, that pin was so slow, my ball ha-
Hitomi Asami: If you want to keep your job, don’t finish that sentence.
Enygma sends accusing stares at Kasuko who just shrugs his shoulders, as the offense of Enygma continues. He snatches S2 up, before body slamming him hard onto the canvas. Suicidal grits his teeth in pain as the wound from his battles before happens to be objected into his present. The Enygma waste no time, putting hard boots to Stevenson’s spine, before locking in a Dragon Sleeper!
Mat waters: He’s going to tap!
Hitomi Asami: Trying to power out of it, S2 showing some great resiliency!
Byron Calver: Come on S2!
S2 fights it off, trying to wriggle free of the submission hold, even placing his foot on the rope and trying to push his way through. The ref, Statuz Kasuko doesn’t even recognize S2 foot is on the rope, even when he can clearly see it! Enygma lets go of the hold, and has a few words with Kasuko, who brushes him off.
Mat Waters: S2, he was doing his job.
Hitomi Asami: Doing his job? He was breaking the rules cleanly, you saw it and I saw that!
Mat Waters: He’s the ref, his own rules apply.
S2, seeing this opportunity, rolls up Enygma!
1...
2....
Thr- Nowhere near the three.
Hitomi Asami: Slow count!
Mat Waters: Are you blind? That was the most academic count in the history of refereeing.
S2 picks up Enygma, dodging wild forearm shots, before kneeing Enygma in the solar plexus. The enygma doubles over in pain, before S2 leaps onto the second round, holding the arm of Enygma and flipping him back down with AN UNORTHODOX TOP ROPE NECKBREAKER!! Another pin.
1...
2...
Kickout.
Hitomi Asami: What a move! A leaping arm hold neckbreaker, I’ve never seen that before!
Mat Waters: Maybe he’d like to come over here and announce; it’d be a triple threat!
Byron Calver: We’d know you’d want that ring announcer over here wouldn’t you Mat?
Mat Waters: Hell yeah, that girl could be working my (expletive) all night long!
S2 doesn’t care for Kasuko at this moment as he locks in a rear naked chokehold on The Enygma. S2 tightens the hold as Enygma begins to fade and fade more out of consciousness. Kasuko lifts his arm up slowly, checking for vitals and it falls once. Lifting again, he checks and it falls twice. Checking for the final time, Kasuko lifts the arm up and Enygma punches Kasuko square in the jaw!
Hitomi Asami: He punched the referee!
Mat Waters: Disqualify him Kasuko!
Hitomi Asami: Enygma was pumped so much by trying to stay in the fight that he inadvertently punched Kaneda Kasuko!.
Enygma feeling the adrenaline rush, powers his way to a knee, and bashes S2 in the face with a hard right hand. He lands in another right hand before whipping him across the ropes and nailing him with a WHIRLING IMPACT DTT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!! He rolls him over and makes the pin.
1
2
3!!!
Rei: Winners…Jason Arawn and DJ Enygma!!
Hitomi: Well…that was a sudden win from the two newcomers after that amazing move from the DJ!!
The scene turns to the back stage area of PURE, where PURE newly re-signed PURE star, Cianan stands, leaning against a wall, fiddling with a strand of his hair, looking rather bored. As a lovely young girl hops into the picture, she grins cutely, and waves to the camera. This causes Cianan to raise a slender black eyebrow, and pull himself up.
Reporter: Hiyo! My name is Akiko Hirosaki! A new reporter for PURE! I have come here to ask Cianan a few questions, about his career in PURE!
Cianan just blinked, tilting his head to the side.
Cianan: Don't I get a say in this?
Akiko: Iie! (no!)
Cianan sighs, and gives a nod.
Akiko: Have you given thought about what side you are going to join? Will it be Puro or Pop?
Cianan brushed his hair from his face, and a slow grin spread from his lips.
Akiko blinked, tilting her head to the side.
Cianan: I choose neither. Neither has approached me, and neither seems to be interesting to me. I am here for me. To make up what happened to me when Miyagawa SCREWED me out of the Asian Title.
Akiko: So, you're here for revenge, ne?
Cianan: Correct. Revenge against PURE, against Japan. I worked in Japan before PURE. Every time I come back to Japan, I get the raw end of the stick. Now it's time to fuck this country, and it's people right back. No more shit.
Akiko: Harsh words.. What happened in the past to make you so bitter?
Cianan: Don't worry about it. What matters, is that my revenge is coming, for Puro, Sports Entertainment, and Japan. Haven't you noticed? People like The Pharaoh, and Darkstar, getting more press then me? I was here for the first PURE! I crippled Kensuke Suzahara! I beat Miyagawa AND Jeremy Johnson! When will I get noticed? Now.
Akiko blinked, and spoke into the microphone softly.
Akiko: And how do you plan to be noticed?
Cianan: I'll start by grabbing that PURE, Jr. Heavy Weight Title. I'll start by waging a personal war against Japan. A war against all factions of PURE, the sports entertainment, the Puro, everything in my way from getting noticed. The respect, the honor, I was stripped of! The honor I, more then anyone else here deserve!
He grinned, and tossed his pony tail over his shoulder, quickly walking down the hallway. Leaving a smiling Akiko, staring at him.
Akiko: There the Cianan I remember! Yippee!
She turned back to the camera with a sweet smile.
Akiko: This is Akiko Hirosaki, for PURE! And more specifically, for Cianan! Aiyah! Cianan, wait up!
She dropped the mic, and ran after him, hooking her arm in his as they walked away together.
Hitomi: While that was going on, Gina Minuz and Deacon have both come out and are now ready to get on with their match!
Byron: This looks to be a terrific-
Mat: Suckfest?
Hitomi: Mr. Waters, you are a disgrace.
Mat: And bigger than any Asian guy you’ve ever had.
Hitomi just rolls her eyes, as both Gina Muniz and Deacon lock up in the ring, Gina spinning from the lock-up and taking down Deacon with a rear naked choke drop and then a quick cover.
1….2…NO!
Byron: Gina almost pulled out the first fall like (snaps fingers) that!
Hitomi: Indeed, this match looks to be fast-paced if Ms. Muniz continues that type of offense.
Mat: Christ….this is turning from a suckfest to Nerdapalooza.
Deacon hops up quickly and charges Gina, trying for a running elbow, but Gina ducks and throws Deacon to the mat with a hip toss. Deacon gets up quickly again, but Gina is right there with a sweeping kick that knocks Deacon back to the mat.
Hitomi: Gina is very powerful, although she is larger, despite being a female.
Mat: Yeah, whatever. I’m sure Byron’s forced to fight females larger than him in the girl’s locker room.
Byron: Can we PLEASE watch the match?
Deacon is up more slowly this time, and as Gina charges she goes for a flying headscissors, but Deacon quickly counters the move into a spinning Jacknife powerbomb!!
Byron: What a power move! Gina could lose the first fall right here!
Mat: Gah…females are all inferior anyway.
Hitomi: Mr. Waters, I may be a professional, but that will not stop me from hurting you.
Deacon, however, doesn’t take the chance to go for the cover, and bounces off the ropes, then drives a knee hard into Gina’s stomach, causing Gina to curl up, grabbing at her stomach. Deacon then tries to kick Gina in the gut, but Hell Kat pulls her feet over her head and flips onto her feet, quickly driving Deacon to the ground with a jumping calf kick.
Mat: YES! She may be a girl, but she’s got spunk!
Byron: Are you just required to be evil and mark for everyone who is evil like you?
Hitomi: I believe that is what he is paid for, Mr. Calver.
Gina waits for Deacon to rise, and charges him with a cross body block, but as Deacon rises, he catches her, and uses her own momentum to bring her to the mat with a falling powerslam!!
Byron: That move will take the wind out of her sails!
The cover is counted by the ref
1…2…3NO!
Hitomi: Yet again, Gina barely escapes.
Mat: Yeah right, like she’d job to that dwarf autistic jobber Deacon.
Gina just barely gets her shoulder up off the mat in time, and Deacon curses to himself as she does. He walks over to the turnbuckle, and hops onto the top, waiting for Gina to rise. She rises slowly, and turns just in time TO SEE DEACON COME CRASHING DOWN WITH A SHOOTING STAR DDT!!
Byron: WOW!
Hitomi: That was, indeed, a terrific maneuver.
Mat: Pardon my French, but….BOOOORING!
Deacon covers yet again on Gina, who seems almost out.
1…2…3NO!
Gina just escapes again as the ref sees her foot go up onto the ropes. Deacon looks shocked as she escapes from the pinfall yet again.
Hitomi: The first fall should be near now.
Mat: My nap is coming nearer too.
Byron: How can you nap with all this excitement?
Mat: Easy, I put my head down on this table and close my eyes, lulled by the sounds of that dwarf jobber.
Deacon pulls Gina up by the hair, and throws her off the ropes. As she comes back, he throws out an elbow, knocking her back to the ground. He then runs off the ropes himself, and tries to hit her with a senton splash, but Gina slides away, leaving Deacon with no one home.
Byron: That could be a grave mistake for Deacon…
Mat: It was a grave mistake to ever take this job.
Hitomi: May I remind you Mr. Waters, that my offer from before of hurting you does indeed still stand?
Gina now pulls up the smaller Deacon, throws a few punches to him, then kicks him in the gut and DROPS HIM WITH THE FALLING ANGEL!!
Mat: HE’S GONNA JOB TO A GIRL! HE TRULY IS A DWARF JOBBER!!
Hitomi: Mr. Waters, you disgrace this job.
Byron: I second that, Hitomi.
Mat: Oh shut up Byron, you’re a stupid Canadian anyway.
Gina covers this time and the ref counts
1…2…3!
Winner Of The First Fall: Gina Muniz
Byron: Gina gets the first fall over Deacon with the Falling Angel, but Deacon doesn’t look like he’s got much left anyway.
Mat: He’s got nothing left because of Gina’s spunk, say I.
Hitomi: Byron, would you tell anyone if I perhaps by accident were to spill this boiling coffee onto Mr. Waters’ lap?
Byron: No, I might congratulate you though.
Gina celebrates, taunting the crowd to boos, on the rope. Deacon slowly rises behind her and lifts her up onto his shoulders, THEN SLAMS HER TO THE MAT WITH AN ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP!!
Byron: Deacon may have just won the second fall!
Mat: Either that, or he’s too busy being a retarded jobber!
Deacon quickly covers and the referee counts
1…2…3! NO!
Hitomi: I’m not sure how Gina escaped that one.
Mat: Her spunk saved her.
Gina grabs at her chest in pain, rolling on the mat, while Deacon begins to stomp into her. He then grabs her by the legs and tries to lock on a sharpshooter, but Gina hits a mule kick onto Deacon, and he falls to his knees.
Mat: I wonder if his dwarfism extends to his-
Byron: DON’T SAY IT!
Gina tries to pick him up for The Falling Angel again, but Deacon throws punches at her from his point atop her shoulders. He nails a good punch, and brings her down into a pinning combination with a sunset flip!
1…2…KICKOUT!
Hitomi: Gina didn’t kick out with much authority on that one.
Mat: Spunk reserves are running low.
Gina is now looking pretty groggy as she rises, and Deacon waits, poised, for her to turn around, but as she turns around, she grins and spins with a STIFF KICK TO THE THROAT OF DEACON!!
Byron: It was a ploy!!
Mat: Brilliant, Holmes!
Hitomi: Gina has a terrific shot to win the match here.
Deacon writhes in pain on the mat, but Gina doesn’t go for a pinning combination, she walks towards the turnbuckle, ascending to the top rope, and waiting for her opponent to rise. Deacon rises, trying to clear his head, and out of the corner of his eye sees Gina comes flying off. She flies at him with a HUGE cross body block, but DEACON JUMPS UP AND CONNNECTS WITH HELL’S SPIRAL!!!
Byron: HE JUST KICKED GINA STRAIGHT OUT OF THE AIR!!
Mat: Mistress of Spunk!
Hitomi: That was an awesome display of mechanics and timing.
Deacon slowly crawls over and drapes an arm over Gina, who looks fairly unconscious.
1…2…3!
Winner Of The Second Fall: Deacon
Byron: It’s all tied up now, we’ve got one fall to one fall!
Mat: The She-Spunk shall mount a comeback now.
Hitomi: You do not quit, do you?
Mat: Nope, never have.
Gina is beginning to bleed from her mouth now from the brutal kick to the chin, and Deacon is almost hobbling on his ankle, which seems to be partly injured from the irregular landing from the kick.
Hitomi: Both competitors could be injured from match.
Mat: Spunk is untouchable, what are you talking about?
Deacon rests on the ropes while Gina slowly crawls to her knees, licking some of the blood from the corner of her mouth. Deacon watches on and walks over to Gina, pulling her up. He tries to lift her onto his shoulder, and his ankle almost gives out, but he heaves her up and then SLAMS HER BACK DOWN WITH A SPINEBUSTER!!
Byron: There’s some rare power for you!
Mat: From that dwarf it’s not a spinebuster, it’s a backtickler.
Deacon is visibly now feeling the effects of his ankle’s pain, and is struggling to even walk on the foot. Gina is not exactly doing well either, but she can at least stand without a lot of pain. She pulls herself up onto the rope, and charges Deacon, who tries to lift her up into a powerbomb, but SHE DROPS HIM TO THE MAT WITH A SAMURAI DRIVER!!
Hitomi: The Samurai Driver!
Mat: Oh sure, all you Asians gotta do that stupid martial arts crap.
Byron: Mat….that’s just rude.
Mat: Oh I’m sorry I don’t meet your virgin standards, Calver.
Hitomi: Samurai Driver isn’t even a martial arts move, baka!!
Gina goes for a cover on Deacon, pulling her body over his as the ref counts
1…2………NO!
Byron: The VERY last second!
Hitomi: Yes, Deacon is almost done, but the same can be said for Gina.
Deacon just barely kicks out though, barely lifting his shoulder off the mat, and looking almost done. Gina looks pissed, and goes to cover again, this time hooking the leg of the smaller man.
Mat: Join the spunk side, my son…
Byron: Do you ever have anything relevant to say?
Mat: Yeah sure, how about you’re gay?
Byron: You can go back to being randomly annoying, thank you.
1…2………3!…..NO!
This time, Deacon’s kickout is even less enthusiastic, looking somewhat like a fish flopping helplessly on a dock.
Hitomi: Deacon is surely done for.
While Gina argues with the referee, Deacon crawls to the corner, trying to pull himself up unsuccessfully on the turnbuckle. Gina spies him flopping, and charges, DELIVERING A BRONCO BUSTER!!
Mat: I WISH THAT WAS ME!!
Byron: Ermm….you’re a pervert.
Hitomi: We have known for a long time.
Deacon is pretty much out cold at this point, and Gina pulls him up, Deacon trying to stand on one foot, moving very slowly to Gina, who kicks him in the gut and then hops up onto the top turnbuckle, reminiscent of Rob Van Dam.
Byron: Gina can end it here!
Mat: Yeah, she should. It’s light out time for dwarf jobber man.
She perches up on the turnbuckle, taunting the crowd and THEN COMES FLYING OFF WITH THE HURRICANRANA FROM HELL!!!!
Hitomi: Gina has hit her finisher! This is all but over!
Byron: I’m sad to agree, but it looks that way.
Mat: Don’t be so sad, virgin boy, maybe if Deacon’s feeling depressed after this loss, he’ll rid you of your virginity.
Byron: That’s….disgusting.
Gina looks like she’s still in pain, but she still crawls over to Deacon, hooking his leg as the ref counts.
1…2…3!!!!
Mat: SPUNK WINS!!
Byron: NO!!! DEACON GOT THE LEG UP!!!
Hitomi: THE MATCH SHALL GO ON!!!
The crowd roars for Deacon, who tries to hop back up slowly, but does. And the injured man throws a huge right at Gina, but the Hell Kat ducks and quickly rolls Deacon up!!
1…2….3!!!
Winner: Gina Muniz
Byron: WHAT AN UPSET!!
Mat: SPUNK OVER JOBBER!!
Hitomi: That certainly was an exciting finish.
Byron Calver: But now we have another hot match!!
Hitomi Asami: Up next, we have the red hot Enmity, taking on his mystery opponent. Say what you will about the young man's attitude, he has been on fire ever since winning the Gekito Cup.
Mat Waters: And he's allied with Jamar, which means he's cool. Hey, did I tell you about the time Jamar and I went to the strip cl--?
Byron Calver: Let's just go on with our match...
Kenji Fujishima: This contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first....
"Diluted' by Slipknot plays, as Enmity walks out, carrying the Gekito Cup. He smiles, raising it high in the air as he soaks up the boos from the Ikusa Hall faithful
Kenji Fujishima: He is the reigning Gekito Cup holder! His title is not on the line, but, as always, he represents the TokyoPop consortium...HE.......IS......ENMITY!
Enmity stands mid ring, his Gekito Cup trophy resting on the outside, as he awaits his opponent...
Kenji Fujishima: And, his mystery opponent....
Silence pervades throughout the arena...as the words hit the PA system...
HARDCORE ISOSC-ELES TRAPEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZOOOOOOOIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDD!
"I'm Gonna Kick Yo' Ass: Cows, Meat, and Little Sister Remix" blasts, as the Hardcore Isosceles Trapezoid steps into Ikusa Hall for the first time, to a rousing ovation.
Kenji Fujishima: MAKING HIS DEBUT IN IKUSA HALL.....HE IS THE HARDCORE ISOSCELES--
The Trapezoid wastes no time, sliding under the ring ropes, spinning, and cracking Enmity across the jaw with the NUMBERLINE! Enmity goes down hard, and immediately rolls outside to regain his bearings.
Hitomi Asami: The HIT has returned to PURE, on the side of tradition!
Mat Waters: DAMNIT! Come on Enmity....he's just a shape!
Byron Calver: Enmity could not have expected this! Smart move though by our Gekito Cup Champion to get out of there and recuperate...facing the Trapezoid is facing a man who has maneuvers from any style of wrestling, that he can utilize at any time.
As if to prove Calver right, the Trapezoid runs towards the ring ropes, and springboards off them, extending his legs for a hurricanrana....BUT GETS ANNIHILATED BY ENMITY WITH A POWERBOMB! The back of The HIT makes a sickening thud off the lightly padded concrete as a "Uwaaaahhhhh!" comes over the Japanese crowd.
Mat Waters: Hah! So much for the HIT's triumphant return! This match is over 30 seconds in!
Byron Calver: Enmity is not called "PURE's Big Thing" for nothing. While the name may be a tad trite, the fact remains that this young man has the talent to hang in Japan, the U.S., anywhere. But don't count the HIT out! He has taken much worse punishment than a powerbomb on concrete in his storied career!
Enmity rolls the Trapezoid back into the ring, and immediately drives a knee into the HIT's back. Enmity hooks the head and legs, and rolls back, trapping the Sultan of Sides in a bow and arrow submission hold.
Hitomi Asami: Enmity is going to focus on the back of the Trapezoid this entire match. Solid strategy, because the Trapezoid's move set is useless without a vertical base.
Enmity releases his submission hold, only to pick the HIT up again, and drill him with a hard right hand. Trapezoid sags, leading Enmity to throw another big time right. HIT ducks this blow though, and catches Enmity in a half nelson-chicken wing.
Byron Calver: The Extraneous Solution! Trapezoid wrenching on both the neck and right arm of Enmity! This is an EXTREMELY painful submission maneuver...
Enmity drives backward, ramming the Trapezoid back first into the turnbuckle. HIT gasps as the air is driven out of him. Enmity quickly slashes his throat, and catches Trapezoid, driving him down with a Downward Spiral...
Mat Waters: Yes! Trapezoid's going down in flames! That's the setup to Animosity!
Enmity goes to lock in the crossface, but Trapezoid fights the hold, and grabs Enmity's arm. He attempts to roll into La Magistral, but Enmity keeps rolling through, and grabs a leg, swinging the rollup over into a half Boston crab.
Hitomi Asami: Enmity remaining focused on that back! He has one solitary focus in this matchup, and that is to cripple the Trapezoid's vertical base!
Using his leg strength, the Trapezoid manages to push Enmity off of him. Using the ropes to make his way to his feet, Trapezoid stands, and catches a running Enmity with a shot to the gut. He locks on a reverse full nelson, and takes his nemesis over with a Triangle Trapplex, floating over into the first cover of the match.
Byron Calver: Trapplex by HIT! Cover....
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Enmity kicks away, lifting his shoulders off the mat. He seems somewhat surprised at the HIT's resilence, as he steps forward, throwing out a roundhouse kick to the face. It scores, and Enmity quickly hooks Trapezoid's head and arm, trying to drive him down for another attempt at Animosity, but the HIT will have none of it, instead shifting to lock ENMITY'S head and arm, driving him down with a Rock Bottom.
Hitomi Asami: Trapezoid counters the Animosity to a uranage!
Mat Waters: Whatever. Wake me when this is over...technical wrestling blows.
Enmity apparently begins to realize that he can't outpoint The HIT. Grabbing him by the back of his mask, he sends the Trapezoid over the top rope. Enmity smirks, as he ascends the top turnbuckle, and flies off into a regrouping Trapezoid with a cross body block.
Mat Waters: THERE WE GO! HANGTIME FOR ENMITY! PAIN FOR TRAPEZOID! I LOVE IT!
Enmity picks the HIT up, and drops him, forehead-first, across the guardrail. The crowd's concern grows, as the black portions of his mask begin to stain from a cut under the mask.
Byron Calver: Enmity has busted the Trapezoid open!
A look of triumph appears on Enmity's face, as he begins to open up with vicious right hands to the forehead of The HIT. He attempts to send HIT into the ringpost, but Trapezoid reverses, sending the TokyoPopper into the post.
Hitomi Asami: Enmity cannot match hardcore wrestling with the HIT! He has been in many of the sickest, most depraved contests ever witnessed in wrestling!
The HIT grabs hold of Enmity's Gekito Cup. The referee begins warning Trapezoid not to use the weapon, and hops outside the ring to reinforce the point. Enmity charges, attempting to level the HIT with a spinning heel kick, but he catches the referee instead.
Byron Calver: Our official is down.....and here comes the violence!
Trapezoid swings, knocking the Gekito Cup Champion down with his own trophy. Trapezoid goes over to the announce position, laying Enmity down upon it...and dragging the table away from our commentators, nearer the post...
Mat Waters: And THIS is puroresu? THIS is the guy Sean backs?
Byron Calver: Sometimes, it becomes necesary to fight fire with fire! And if this hits, Trapezoid has this matchup won!
HIT ascends the turnbuckles, and flies off to the floor with his patented Y-Axis Transformation moonsault. Unbelievably, Enmity manages to roll off the table. Trapezoid adjusts in mid air, landing just short of the table. Enmity though, manages to catch him, and DRIVES HIM BACK THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A DOWNWARD SPIRAL! Floating over, he locks the Trapezoid in a Crossface, completing the Animosity!
Mat Waters: ANIMOSITY IS LOCKED IN! THIS MATCH WOULD BE OVER IF THERE WAS A REF!
Byron Calver: No it wouldn't! Enmity has the hold locked in on the outside!
Indeed, Enmity quickly realizes that he has Trapezoid for dead, but not in a place where he can win with it. Disgusted, Enmity releases the hold, and rolls both Trapezoid and the official in. He slides in himself, and locks the Trapezoid back in the crossface, cranking on the neck and the back.
Mat Waters: NOW it's over! The referee just has to come to!
Using the little energy he has, the Trapezoid begins crawling for the ropes. His screams of pain echo throughout Ikusa Hall, as the referee finally regains his consiousness, and checks Trapezoid near the far side ropes.
Hitomi Asami: Trapezoid's inches away! Enmity's positioning on the Crossface is such that he cannot get HIT back into the center of the ring!
The HIT finally makes the ropes, his arm falling limp across them. Still Enmity holds the crossface, only breaking on the official's count of four. Enmity drags the Trapezoid to center ring, and executes his first cover of the match.
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As the official's hand comes down, The HIT escapes Enmity's clutches.
Mat Waters: COME ON! THAT WAS THREE!
Waters looks on disgustedly as The HIT gets back to his feet, shaking out the pain in his back, as he doubles Enmity over with a boot to the stomach. Crossing the arms, he lifts him up in powerbomb position, driving him down with an over-the-shoulder variant..
Byron Calver: LOGARITHMIC FUNCTION! TRAPEZOID'S CALLING FOR FOUR-THIRDS!
Seamlessly, HIT gets up from the move he delivered, and climbs the top rope. He leaps, spinning 450 degrees...into a swanton...into a frog splash! He lands hard across Enmity's midsection, the impact bouncing him a few feet away.
Byron Calver: FOUR-THIRDS PI TIMES RADIUS CUBED! ONLY ONE MAN HAS EVER SURVIVED THIS MOVE, AND THAT IS OSW'S IVAN STANISLAV! THIS MATCHUP IS OVER!
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Byron Calver: IT'S OVER!
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Byron Calver: IT'S.......
Enmity's right shoulder comes peeking out from the canvas...
Mat Waters: IT'S NOT OVER! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Trapezoid's finishing manuever couldn't get it done!
Hitomi Asami: Trapezoid is in absolute shock! His main weapon could not pin Enmity!
The Trapezoid grabs Enmity in a front facelock, attempting to take him up in something, but Enmity blocks, and lifts Trapezoid up, drilling him with a brainbuster!
Byron Calver: ENMITY DROPPED TRAPEZOID RIGHT ON HIS HEAD!
Enmity tenaciously holds on, lifting himself and HIT back up, and hits a SECOND BRAINBUSTER!
Hitomi Asmai: My God....
Byron Calver: ROLLING BRAINBUSTERS! I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!
Enmity lifts Trapezoid up one final time. With everything he has left, Enmity forcefully plants Trapezoid skull first in the canvas. Enmity covers, desperately hooking any and all limbs in reach.
Hitomi Asami: THIS IS THE BIGGEST UPSET IN PURE HISTORY! TRAPEZOID IS TOE-TAGGED!
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Byron Calver: NO! TRAPEZOID'S SHOULDER CAME UP AT THE LAST SPLIT SECOND!
Enmity is in disbelief after having come so close. He attempts to follow up, but he has next to nothing left. Trapezoid seizes the opportunity. He bends Enmity over, and pumphandles him up into a Michinoku Driver, dropping Enmity on his head!
Hitomi Asami: PARALLEL BASES! THAT IS ALL!
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Mat Waters: ENMITY ESCAPES!!!
Byron and Hitomi: WHAT?!
Yes! Enmity's shoulder came up before the three, as a desperate Trapezoid picks up a still groggy Enmity with another pumphandle...
Hitomi Asami: HE'S GOING FOR A SECOND PARALLEL BASES!
Instead of a Michinoku Driver..he shifts Enmity's weight.....placing him over his shoulder...
Byron: NO! THIS IS PARALLEL.....
......holding him in position, as he begins to drop......
Byron: BASES..............
Trapezoid drops, spiking Enmity's neck with a Pumphandled Emerald Fusion!
Byron: II! PARALLEL BASES II BY THE HIT! WILL THIS BE ENOUGH?! AND, BY GOD, WHAT WILL IT TAKE IF IT'S NOT?!
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The crowd counts along......screaming the numbers out....
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3! COUNTO THREE!
*DING DING DING!*
Kenji Fujishima: YOUR WINNER, IN THIRTEEN MINUTES AND THIRTY-FIVE SECONDS VIA PARALLEL BASES II, THE HIT!
Byron Calver: Trapezoid wins in his debut in Ikusa Hall, but I'll be damned if Enmity didn't put on the best showing of his career here!
Hitomi: Now we have a match between the PURE debuting Pharaoh and Jung Loc! Two men from PCW!
“Hate Me Now” by Nas and P. Diddy hits as the tokyopop representative Jung Loc comes walking down the aisle. He slides into the ring and raises his hand up, drawing a boo from the fans.
Hitomi: This guy has a real arrogance problem.
“The Nomad” by Iron Maiden hits, and the entire Ikusa Hall rises to their feet. Out walks The Pharaoh, looking ready to fight. He slides into the ring and Jung and he immediately go toe to toe, glaring at each other and drawing a pop from the fans. Taki Kuonji parts the two men into their corners and signals for Hanza to announce them.
Hanza: This match is scheduled for ONE FALL!! In the left corner, from Tokyo via Saigon, weighing in at 207 pounds and representing TOKYOPOP…THE VIETNAMESE VIPER, JUNG LOC!!
Before Jung can make a move, Hanza immediately goes to announce Pharaoh.
Hanza: And in the right corner, weighing in at 229 pounds and representing PCW, THE PHARAOH!!
Taki checks both men’s gear before signaling for the bell. The two men immediately go into circling each other in the ring. Then they lock up, where Jung goes right away into scissor sweep. He gets down and locks in a sleeper, trying to wear down Pharaoh. Pharaoh gets his leg on the ropes, and Jung gets up and starts kicking into his back. Pharaoh gets back up and the two fo them lock up again. This time, Loc tackles Pharaoh to the ground and starts hammering hard punches into his face. Just then, Pharaoh reverses and sends in hard rights of his own!!
Hitomi: Nice reversal by Pharaoh!
Pharaoh stands up and boots into the head of Loc himself, showing that he wont take that disrespect lying down! Then he grabs his leg and hooks in a single leg crab. Loc yells in pain, trying to fight back. He breaks free, and goes right into an armbar on Pharaoh! Pharaoh crawls towards the ropes and breaks free. The fans clap as Pharaoh stands back to his feet.
Mat: Come on Loc!
Loc sweeps the legs out from Pharaoh again, and locks in a single leg crab. Pharaoh crawls with all his might and grabs the ropes! Loc lets him go, and whips him into the ropes. He ducks underneath, and when Pharaoh comes back he nails him with a hard spinning heel kick. Then he picks him back up and whips him into the corner, following with a running dropkick. Pharaoh slinks into the corner, but Loc picks him back up and whips him across the ring. Pharaoh reverses, and Loc hits the turnbuckle. Then he grabs him and sends him hard into the mat with the UNRAVELLMENT!
Byron: Nice tilt-a-whirl reverse DDT from the PCW star!
Pharaoh goes for the cover.
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KICKOUT!!!
Pharaoh picks Loc back up and whips him into the ropes. Loc comes back and sneaks in a roll up out of the clothesline attempt from Pharaoh!
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3-NO! KICKOUT!!
Mat: That’s right…quickness is the key!
Loc starts stomping away on Pharaoh as hard as he can. Then he backs up and prepares to charge Pharaoh as he rises. He runs at Pharaoh, but Pharaoh sends him over the top rope with a shoulder back toss!! The crowd cheers as Pharaoh backs up into the ropes, preparing to leap over the top! Loc stands up and is immediately flattened with the TREASURE OF A PHARAOH!!
Hitomi: Excellent work there!!!
Pharaoh rolls Loc into the ring and makes a cover.
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KICKOUT!!
Mat: Not enough skill there, Puro boy!
Pharaoh picks Loc back up and hits him with the Valley of the Kings before making another cover.
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3-NO! KICKOUT!!
Pharaoh looks up annoyed as Loc starts to get back to his feet. He then grabs him for a suplex. He lifts up, but doesn’t get Loc up all the way. Then Loc comes back with a Falcon Arrow on Pharaoh hard in the center of the ring!! He hooks the leg.
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KICKOUT!!!
Hitomi: Pharaoh’s not going down that easily!!
Loc says that’s it and goes up to the top rope.
Mat: Here comes Leing Sei!! Finish this early Loc!!
Just then, a security guard comes rushing down the aisle. He hops up onto the apron and waves a letter at Loc, yelling at him to get his attention. Loc jumps down and takes the letter from him, reading it carefully. He looks off with an upset look on his face….and never notices Pharaoh with the roll up from behind!!
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3!!! Hanza: Winner…THE PHARAOH!!!
Loc slams his hands on the mat, but the guard yells at him again. Loc remembers the emergency and rushes out of the ring. Pharaoh shrugs his shoulders and lifts his arm up for the victory.
Hitomi: Whatever that was…it cost Loc the match.
Mat: It was..uh…T-Pop business.
The scene changes to backstage, where Inphino Blitz is sitting in front of a TV monitor with his arms crossed over his chest. He’s dressed in his black bondage pants, black long sleeved mock tee, and his white taped hands. Mina de Margo is next to him watching TV in the next chair, wearing red and black plaid hip huggers and a black crop top that says BLITZ across the front in white glitter.
Inphino: Who is this Black Dragon character?
Mina: Suicidal Stevenson. You want we should rough him up for the whole Black Dragon name?
Inphino: There are too many calling themselves Black Dragons these days…I wonder why.
Mina: Because they’re trying to be like you?
Inphino cocks an eyebrow at her, shaking his head.
Inphino: And there are a lot of new faces in the staff, not to mention the talent.
Mina: Yeah, who is Kenji Fujishima, or Kaneda Kasuko, or Byron Calver, or Mat Waters??
Inphino sighs as he tosses his black and blue hair out of his face. Just then, Sean Williams comes rushing into the locker room, looking ready for a fight.
Sean: Are you ready?? This is it! We’re up next!!
Mina: Of course he’s ready! He’s Inphino Blitz! The Black…Dragon…Master.
Sean: Oh yeah, before we go out there, let me congratulate you on winning the third bracket of the Golden Turnbuckle Tournament. You truly deserved it.
Inphino: Arigato.
Sean: But…there’s a lot of talk about you moving on after you’re finished with GTT. Now, I know you have offers coming from everywhere trying to sign you, and I know you have to deal with them accordingly. I just want you to know that PURE…is also a part of that bidding for your services.
Inphino stands up and sighs. Mina grabs his trench coat and helps him put it on. She hands him his black sunglasses and watches as he slides them onto his face. Then he pats Sean on his shoulder.
Inphino: Let us deal with the present before we deal with the future.
Sean: You’re the boss…no, I’m the boss.
The three of them exit the dressing room, heading for the ring.
Hanza Kibagame: Tonight’s main event is a tag match scheduled for one fall!!!
“Roll Out” by Ludacris hits the speakers, drawing boos from the fans.
Mat: And here comes the boss of PURE!
Jamar Wilson comes walking out with Melina Gotabody on his arm. Behind him sulks Ali Khadaffi, his arms flexing the entire way. They all climb into the ring and Jamar flaunts himself by snatching off his suit jacket and tie, wearing a pair of black trunks and a toned physique.
Hitomi: Jamar Wilson’s said to be trained in some martial arts!
Mat: He’s more than trained to take care of SEAN!!
Just then, the lights all-lower in the arena, and the fans immediately go into applause and cheer. They all clap their hands in unison for the entrance of Inphino Blitz. Their cheers lower as silence fills the arena. Then from out of nowhere, a mellow beat plays through the speakers, blue lights flashing moderately to the music. Then suddenly, smoke fills the entrance way as hard guitars roar out, and Dragon Ash’s “Glory” breaks into full beat.
Hitomi: Here he comes now!
From out of the smoke walks Inphino Blitz, with Mina de Margo by his side and the PURE CEO Sean Williams behind them. The people all stand to their feet and cheer as he bows his head, his hand going up in a single palm prayer position. Then he and Mina dash towards the ring, sliding in and climbing up on the turnbuckles. Mina de Margo blows a kiss to the fans as Inphino claws his hands at his face and roars at the people. Mina stands by Inphino as he comes down, and the two of them stare at Ali Khadaffi in the corner across from them. Sean Williams climbs into the ring and waves to the fans before stretching his arms.
Byron: Sean and Jamar look ready for this!!
Hanza: In this corner, representing Tokyopop, accompanied to the ring by Melina Gotabody, the team of Ali Khadaffi and the PURE VP AND TOKYOPOP REPRESENTATIVE…JAMAR WILSON!!
Jamar steps out of his corner and blows kisses to the fans. They all boo the hated enemy of Puro.
Hanza: And his opponents, accompanied to the ring by Mina de Margo and representing Puro/DX…THE TEAM OF THE PURE PRESIDENT SEAN WILLIAMS AND…THE BLACK DRAGON MASTER, INPHINOOOOOOO BLITZ!!
Blitz steps forward and bows his head as the entire arena calls out “BLITZ!!” Mina de Margo takes Blitz’s coat and sunglasses and steps out of the ring after tapping knuckles with him. Sean trades words with Blitz, and taps knuckles with him as well before climbing out of the ring.
Hitomi: Looks like Sean’s letting Blitz start for the match.
Byron: As well as Jamar letting Ali start.
Head PURE referee Taki Kuonji checks the limbs of all four men before calling for the bell. Inphino Blitz and Ali Khadaffi go straight into the middle of the ring, staring at each other with solid faces. Just then, the crowd pops as Inphino holds his hand out in sportsmanship!
Hitomi: Now that’s class! Bitter enemies, and he still wishes to shake hands!
Mat: He only wants to make sure Ali knows he respects and fears him before Ali makes him job!
Ali looks down at his hand, and suddenly snaps out with a right hand! Inphino blocks and slams in a loud chop across his chest! The fans pop as Ali holds his chest, but then he comes back with a left hand! Inphino blocks that and chops him with the other hand! The fans cheer as Ali reels from the smack. Inphino motions for him to advance.
Inphino Ikuze!
Crowd: LET’S GO!!
Ali comes in with a kick to his gut, but Inphino steps over and nails him in the face with a sharp hooking back kick! Ali drops to the mat as Inphino looks to the people.
Inphino: Yoshaa!
Crowd: I DID IT!!
Hitomi: That’s interaction between the fans and the Black Dragon Master! Shows the mark of a true man of the people.
Mat: Bah!
Inphino goes back over and makes the pin.
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KICKOUT!!
Taki holds up the two fingers as Blitz stands back up. He pulls Ali with him and whips him into the ropes. Then he comes at him with a clothesline, but Ali ducks underneath and grabs him from behind, nailing him with a pumphandle axe kick!! He drops down and makes the lateral press, pressing his forearm into the face of Inphino!
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KICKOUT!!!
Ali yells at Taki before whipping him into the corner. He then runs at him, but Inphino slides down between his legs! Ali hits the turnbuckle hard, allowing Inphino to go for the roll up!!
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3-SHOULDER UP!!!
Byron: This match has been full of pins so far! With fast paced action going back and forth!!
Mat: Shut up!
Byron: What’s the matter…this match too Puro for you?
Inphino nips up to his feet and waits as Ali stands back to his. Ali growls at Inphino as the two begin to circle each other in the ring. They lock up, but Ali nails a hard kick into his gut. Then he locks in a headlock and drops him down with a running tight bulldog!!
Hitomi: That was a nice move by Ali there!! It could really impact the face from keeping that headlock locked in.
Mat: Thank you Techie Mc Tech.
Ali then grabs Inphino in a super camel clutch and begins to rock forearm after forearm into the face of the Black Dragon Master! Inphino flails his arms hard until Ali pushes him over and makes the cover, hooking the leg.
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3NO!! KICKOUT!!!
Hitomi: Blitz barely came out of that one there!
Mat: Let’s go Ali!
Ali stomps on Blitz a couple of times before going over and tagging in Jamar Wilson. The fans boo as the VP comes climbing onto the top rope and flies off with a leg drop across Inphino’s chest! He quickly goes for a pin, thinking he’s got the advantage.
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SHOULDER UP!!
Byron: Jamar’s going to have to work more T-Pop magic if he’s going to win!
Jamar pulls Blitz to his feet and begins hitting him with flashy boxer’s jabs. He lands a hard one onto the face of Blitz, and breaks out into the Harlem Shuffle!!
Mat: Yeah!! Beat those feet!!
Jamar takes another swing, but Inphino suddenly catches his arm and sends him reeling to the mat in a reverse armbar!!! Jamar yells in pain as he inches over and gets his leg on the ropes!! Taki calls for the break, and Inphino releases the VP of PURE with an applause from the fans.
Byron: Jamar’s showboating almost cost him an arm as well as a match!
Inphino waits for Jamar to get back up before whipping him into his corner. Then he embeds both knees into him with the Black Dragon Dive!! Then he holds up his hand to tag in Sean Williams!!
Hitomi: Tag him!!
Mat: YEAH! Tag him! Let’s see him get creamed!!
Sean looks out to see the fans cheering in anticipation for the Puro President. Then he nods as he slaps hands with Inphino! Inphino brings Jamar out of the corner and folds him down, allowing them both to lay into his back with quick rapid rakes of the hands!! Blitz goes to the corner before Sean whips Jamar into the ropes. Then he sweeps the legs out from under him and locks in an anklelock right away!
Byron: Sean’s got some skill!
Mat: Sean sucks! He can’t fight worth cock!
Taki is constantly asking if Jamar wants to tap or not.
Taki: GIVE UP??
Jamar shakes his head as he suddenly rolls out of the hold, flipping Sean onto his back with his foot. Sean gets back up and drops Jamar with a lariat before going for a pin cover.
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Sean picks Jamar up, but he lands in heavy kicks to the side of Sean. Then he whips him into the ropes and goes for a lariat, but Sean quickly locks him into the PURE MOURNING!!! THE FANS SNAP AS JAMAR SCREAMS IN PAIN!!
Hitomi: THAT’S SEAN’S SIGNATURE!! THIS IS IT!!
Just then, Ali comes rushing in and stomps into Sean, breaking the hold. Ali shows no mercy in locking in SCREAM OUT LOUD on Sean!! Sean screams in pain as he taps hard, but Taki can do nothing but yell for Ali to break the hold since he’s not the legal man! Inphino begins to come out of the corner, but Ali leaves Sean and returns back to his corner.
Mat: Hah! That’s my boy!!
Byron: Ali had the tight single leg crab on Sean for a minute or two, and that was enough damage to give Jamar Wilson the advantage!!
Jamar laughs as he stomps into the leg of Sean. Sean screams in pain as Jamar picks him up and whips him into the ropes. Then he props his leg up in the ropes and bends it!! Taki calls for the break, which Jamar does. Then he begins snapping low kicks into the weak leg, showing off his martial arts skills. Then he jumps onto the second rope and snaps a hard roundhouse kick into Sean’s face, sending him falling from the corner face first onto the mat!
Hitomi: Jamar Wilson is displaying an unknown talent that we knew nothing about!
Mat: Of course! You need to know how to fight when you’re the leader of the next generation!!
Jamar rolls him over and goes for the pin.
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Hitomi: He’s got his legs on the ropes!!
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Jamar presses himself harder into the ropes for leverage.
3---NOOOO!!!
Taki Kuonji looks up and motions at the ropes. Jamar gets down and shakes his head before whipping Sean into the ropes. Sean ducks under the sharp snapping kick and comes back with a flying cross body! Jamar suddenly flips back into a corkscrew cross body, and both men crash in the center of the ring!!!
Mat: Great…now Jamar wont win as quickly.
Taki begins the count on the men to rise to their feet.
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Jamar and Sean are both on hands and knees now crawling for their corners.
Hitomi: Listen to those fans trying to power Sean to make the tag!!
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Jamar leaps over and tags in Ali! As he rushes out of his corner, he stops as Inphino slaps hands with Sean! The entire arena explodes as Inphino leaps out of the corner and stares at Ali!!
Byron: Here we go!!
Inphino and Ali go right into trading rights and lefts with each other! Ali rams in a knee to his chest and whips him into the ropes. Inphino bounces back with ENTER THE DRAGON, but Ali sidesteps out of the way. Inphino then shifts his feet in midair and springs back off the top rope with the BUSHIDO BLITZ!! Ali hits the mat and comes back groggy to his feet. Inphino rolls to his feet and moonsaults off the other set of ropes, nailing Ali with the Last Retort!! Ali’s head bounces off the mat as Inphino stands back up and waits for him to stand. Ali gets back up, and Blitz bounces off the ropes. Just then, Melina Gotabody grabs Inphino’s leg from the outside!! Inphino looks over at her, allowing Ali to drive the forearm into the back of Inphino’s head! He tumbles outside to the ring as Melina flees from the oncoming Mina de Margo!
Mat: Chickfight!! Come on!!
Sean and Jamar jump into the ring and immediately start trading blows! Jamar starts to get the upper hand after he counters with his sharp kicks. Then he whips Sean into the ropes and catches him with a sharp snapping kick to the side of the head. He goes down and makes the pin.
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3-NO!!! KICKOUT!!
Hitomi: This match is out of control at this point!
Mat: Better for the fans!
On the outside, Ali whips Inphino hard into the guardrail! Sean gets back up and immediately locks in PURE MOURNING ON JAMAR!! JAMAR HOLDS HIS HAND UP READY TO TAP…BUT SUDDENLY ALI SLIDES INTO THE RING AND KICKS JAMAR’S ARM AWAY!
Mat: What’ s he doing?
Ali rips Sean off of Jamar and hammers him with a hard double axe handle. Then he pulls him back to his feet and holds him as Jamar gets up and rockets a loud superkick into his face! Sean slumps into the mat and Jamar makes the pin.
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Hanza: WINNERS…TOKYOPOP!!
Mina goes into the ring to check on Sean as Melina slides in and celebrates with Jamar. Then he turns towards Mina and starts trash talking her. Mina gets up and glares in her face. Melina then swings at her, but Mina blocks the slap and shoots a forearm right into her face!! Melina falls back into Jamar’s arms with tears as Mina whirls around! Ali stands there glaring at her, moving in closer for her.
Hitomi: Don’t you dare!!
Mat: Finally!!
Byron: NOOOO!!
The crowd suddenly pops as Inphino Blitz slides into the ring and dashes towards Ali! Mina jumps out of the way as Inphino slides in, driving a sharp side palm thrust into the solar plexus of Ali Khadaffi!! Ali lets out a loud gasp as he goes falling back, going nearly three feet before hitting the ropes!! Jamar grabs him and drags him out of the ring to retreat back up the ramp.
Byron: WHOA!!! WHAT WAS THAT???
Hitomi: HE KNOCKED OUT ALI WITH ONE STRIKE!!!
Mat: ALI WAS TIRED!! THAT’S ALL!!
Inphino slowly pulls himself out of striking stance and grips onto the ropes tightly. Mina goes to his side and watches as Jamar flaunts himself down the entranceway, hyped off the victory. Ali merely growls out swears at Inphino as he held his stomach and gasped for breath on Jamar’s shoulder.
Hitomi: We’re out of time here, but be sure to stop in next week for the hot PURE ACTION!! I’M HITOMI ASAMI, SAYING GOODNIGHT!!
Mat: What about us??
Hitomi: Oh…they’ll be here too.
The PURE 2002 logo comes on the screen as Jamar Wilson motions towards Sean Williams and slices across his throat. Inside, Sean Williams looks on with weak, and angry eyes…. Much as Ali looked at Inphino Blitz. The Black Dragon Master kept his eyes focused on Ali as the scene faded to darkness.